2/26/2003

I thought I was going to have to babysit last night, but Amy cancelled on me for a change. I was kinda relieved. It would probably have been four or five hours, and I had to study for my environmental science test today. But I think I'll be babysitting tomorrow night instead, for a shorter time, so that's good. I need the money. ;)

This test this afternoon is gonna suuuuck....... It covers about 7 chapters, and there's so much information, there's no way I can learn it all. He didn't review for it at all or tell us anything specific we have to know, just everything in our notes and everything in our book, including stuff we didn't cover in class. Gah. I hope it's easier than I'm expecting, or I'm screwed.

posted 11:13 AM / post

2/24/2003

Message to cosmetic companies: When a make-up sponge absorbs more foundation than it puts on one's face, that is a bad thing.

And here's a question. Why put a "close door" button in an elevator, if, when you push it, it does not actually close the door?

That is all.

posted 1:14 PM / post

2/23/2003

Here's another example of how bored I am tonight.

I just sat down with my last paycheck and calculated how much tax I paid (federal, fica, medicare, and state), down to five decimal points, so that I could figure out down to the closest penny how much my next check will be.

*cough*

It's $69.70 in case you were wondering.

posted 2:17 AM / post

I just did homework on a Saturday night.

I have reached a new low.

posted 1:37 AM / post

2/22/2003

I went out shopping tonight, thinking I was going to Old Navy to buy a shirt I'd seen and liked. But... No, not so much. I got out there and tried on two different ones, but didn't really like either enough to spend $20 on one. But I didn't feel like just going home, so I decided to try the mall. So I went several places there, and I thought I might have found a couple of things I liked at the Limited (on sale, even), but I didn't like them after I tried them on. So I finally stopped at Scentsations, the store I bought Robin's birthday present from (her Marilyn Monroe purse) and ended up buying myself a second purse from there. Sooo... Now I have a nice brown one, and a black and white newspaper print one. Both for half price, so yay. ^_^ If I had my camera with me, I'd post a picture of them, but I don't, so oh well.

I'm very proud of myself today. I got out of bed in the actual morning (before 11, too!) and had lunch and watched tv. And then I actually got dressed. And left the house! Mom bought a new dress to wear to the Phantom Host Ball and she needed to have the hem taken up, so we stopped by Tang's, and then went on to the grocery store. She's very disappointed that she can't wear the dress she was originally going to, though. It's one that's been sitting in the attic for years, but she was finally going to be able to fit in it. But nooo... Her blood pressure doctor had to increase her medication, and now she's retaining more water than she was before, so she can't quite fit in the dress. But this new one's pretty; I actually tried it on myself the night before she bought it, when we were out shopping for shoes for the dress I'm wearing. Anyway...

I would just like to add that Slimfast tastes disgusting. Ugh. I don't think I can even finish this one can.

posted 9:48 PM / post

2/20/2003

I went shopping tonight to find shoes to go with my dress for the ball. The shoes I originally had (for when I wore this dress to my senior prom) had to be taken back after I wore them for about 15 minutes. Stupid heel broke off. And they didn't even want to give us a refund. "No returns." No returns my ass. Anyway. So, yeah, found new shoes.

I was bad and skipped class this morning. Slept in instead. And I had the weirdest series of dreams, too. That it snowed and school was cancelled for a day. And the day after, all of it had melted, and I was mad 'cause I had to go to class and didn't want to. Maybe that's why I skipped this morning. My dreams told me not to. Yeah.

I tried to call Ellie a little while ago for our first weekly chat, and she wasn't there... Her away message says she's on duty, so I guess I'll try her cell in a minute.

I stayed at Melanie's last night, which was fun. Damn, my pizza's still there! Grr. Well, and the vodka. I need that back. *cough*

Okay, gonna try and call Ellie now, and talk to my boyfriend, too, so that's it for now.

posted 9:56 PM / post

2/18/2003

Argh. Blogger ate my post. But really, I was just posting to say that I didn't have anything to say 'cause I'm too tired to form any thoughts. Sooo... Going now. Post later. Yeah.

posted 10:01 PM / post

2/14/2003

Yay, no more friction. Very happy.

posted 12:22 AM / post

2/12/2003

Okay, roomie. Since neither one of us appears to really want to talk about it, I'm just going to post it and we can deal with it later.

Let's start with our space issues. Clutter doesn't usually bother me, but when we have to live in such a small space, then it can really get annoying. Thank you for cleaning up today, I really appreciate that. Hopefully, we can keep it neat for a while.

Next, there's my sleeping trouble. I've tried to ignore it, or if I can't, I say something, but you seem to think I'm kidding and not actually mad. Sorry, but no. I really have been. When I'm trying to sleep, please don't talk on the phone in here, or talk from here to people that aren't even in our room. And when you leave, please close the door. Because if you're talking to people in the hallway, I can still hear you. Really. Do you remember the time I went to bed and you left to take a shower? Without closing the door or even turning off the light? Yeah, that's something to avoid. If you had to sleep in the top bunk and constantly climb down to turn off lights and close doors, you'd get kinda irritable, too. Another thing I was irritated about (but isn't a common occurrence) is that you borrowed my vase and didn't clean it when you were done. Water with plants in it molds. Really, it does. So when you take the flowers out, but don't dump the water and wash the vase out, and instead leave it for a week while you go out of town, that doesn't make me happy. Now my white milk-glass vase is brownish-black on the inside bottom half. Or it was when I filled it with water and dish soap; I'll have to check to see if that helped.

Lastly, I am sorry for being unreasonable last night. I know you're busy, and you're sick, and you're tired, and you wanted to go to bed. But try to see it from my point of view, ok? I asked you when you could be back to watch the movie with us. I asked you, specifically, can you be back by 9? You said you would. So I spent the next two hours reading and highlighting 40 pages of environmental science in a very uncomfortable position so that I could be ready to start the movie when you came back. At 9:15, I called you, and you said you had forgotten. You had to paint. Fine. Really, I know it's hard getting a set together (I have actually done it before). So we started the movie without you, and you came home around 10:30. At 10:45 or so, you said we had to leave so you could go to bed. Normally, that wouldn't have bothered me. But considering all the times that I have been tired and busy and just plain not feeling well, and you kept me up with any or all of the things listed above, it did make me angry. Especially since you knew we would be watching the movie in there, and would it really have killed you to wait another half an hour for the movie to be over? I don't know, it just upset me.

Allrighty. Now you go. Just try not to yell, 'cause you seem to do it without realizing it.

posted 2:00 PM / post

I've decided that the reason I stay up so late for absolutely no reason at all is because I think it's too damn much trouble to climb a freakin' ladder just to get into bed. That's it. I'm done. We're re-arranging this damn room with both beds on the floor, and I don't care how long it takes or how aggravating it is to get it done or how little space we have in the end.

I'm also pissed as hell at my roommate, but I don't feel like talking about it. I think I've complained enough about it for one night.

posted 12:55 AM / post

2/11/2003

So Melanie is the stand-in for Jessica Lange, and now Trey is being called in to be an extra, as well. Life is certainly different when there's a movie filming in town.

posted 8:07 PM / post

2/10/2003

My assignment for Beauty this week was to write a modern fairy tale (or modify an existing one). So. I was reading the news earlier and saw how France is being an ass about going to war, and that reminded me of how much the French hate Americans, even though it's mostly because of us that they're not speaking German right now. And so that ticked me off, and I decided to tie that in to my fairy tale. So, here you go, hope you enjoy, feedback appreciated. ;)

The Sleeping Beauty of Paris

Once upon a time, in France, there was a king and queen who desperately wanted a child. They had all but given up when finally, the queen had a daughter. They were so happy, they decided to hold a feast in order to show off their little girl, and the king invited all his family and friends. He also invited the 12 wise women of his kingdom, hoping they would be kind to the child and help her in some way.

When the feast had ended, each of the 12 wise women bestowed a gift on the little girl; they gave her everything that one could wish for. But before the last could give her gift, a thirteenth wise woman entered, one whom the king had forgotten. To avenge the slight against her, she proclaimed a curse, saying, “The king’s daughter shall, in her 15th year, prick her finger on a spindle and die.” And with no further ado, she left. Now the last wise woman approached the king and queen and explained that though she could not reverse the other’s curse, she could soften it so that the child would only sleep for a hundred years.

And so the years passed, and when the princess was 15, the curse came to pass just as it had been predicted. The wise woman who had modified the curse also put the rest of the castle to sleep, so that everything would be in place for when the princess awakened. A great hedge of thorns grew up around the castle to keep intruders out. Many princes tried to get through during the next hundred years, but all failed. But finally, the day came that the princess would awaken, and by chance, another prince was passing by and decided to attempt the hedge of thorns. Amazingly, they parted and let him through. He explored the castle quite thoroughly and eventually came upon the princess in her tower room. She was so beautiful that he couldn’t help but kiss her, and when he did, she immediately opened her eyes and spoke.

“Qui êtes-vous?”

“Pardon?”

Unfortunately, the prince was American and his French was not what it should be. But he knew enough to communicate with her. He explained who he was, but the princess simply looked at him. Just then, her parents, also newly awakened, entered the room. Her father proclaimed that they should immediately be married; anyone who could break the curse must be the perfect one for his daughter. However, the princess didn’t agree.

“Mais, mon père, il est un americain!”

“Quoi?!”

The king was also not pleased with the prospect of his precious daughter marrying an American. So they sent him away and married the princess off to a suitable Frenchman, and the prince counted his blessings that he escaped marriage with such a spiteful shrew. It appears the wise women forgot the gift of a good personality.

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