1/29/2004

I wish I had someone here to complain to. But I only have the cat. And she doesn't say much.

posted 9:41 PM / post

*sniffle* Me no feel good.

:(

posted 11:55 AM / post

1/28/2004

On a completely different note.... This is how I feel when I can't sleep at night:

Now the world has gone to bed,
Darkness won't engulf my head,
I can see by infrared,
How I hate the night.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
Try to count electric sheep,
Sweet dream wishes you can keep,
How I hate the night.

Heh. I love Marvin. Even if he is a clinically depressed robot with a brain the size of a planet.

posted 12:37 AM / post

There have been lots of things I wanted to blog about this month that I just never got around to, and it's way too much to catch up on now. Oh well.

But the reason I'm blogging now is just to say this: I like to be nice to people. I enjoy it. But it's really freakin' irritating to try and be nice to someone and get absolutely no response at all. Multiple times. Over several months. Ok, it's just IM. But still. Come on. It's common courtesy, people!

Ok. /End rant.

posted 12:30 AM / post

1/5/2004

Well, damn. It had to rain today. There go my plans for the afternoon. Maybe. I suppose it could still work... But I can't say what the plans are on the off-chance that Ellie will see this before we go. ^_^ So I'll update later.

I had my first class this morning, and I think it'll be pretty fun. We're going to Fort Toulouse tomorrow morning; I'll have to remember to take my camera in case any opportunities present themselves. After that, it will be on to work. Whoohoo.

I have a question. My parents seem to believe that putting marinated mushrooms on a few leaves of lettuce constitutes a "mushroom salad." Comments?

posted 11:52 AM / post

1/3/2004

Vacation takes a lot out of a girl. I'm glad I'm going back to class on Monday; if I don't have any structure to my life, I end up sleeping all the time and then I feel icky. But the sleeping is so nice when it's happening that I just can't stop... Ahh... Anyway.

I've driven to the Rave so many times in the last couple weeks, it's crazy. Hmm... At least five times that I can remember. I've seen Cold Mountain, Big Fish, and Mona Lisa Smile, and I had dinner with friends out at Mellow Mushroom, which was much fun. The annual catching up with my high school friends, which is always great. ^_^ I get to see little Jessie get married in February. Yay! And I saw her wedding dress, which is absolutely gorgeous. Ahhh, lovely.

Ellie goes back to Scotland in four days, and I'm trying to work our birthday-activity in by Monday. Yeesh. I hope it works out. If it doesn't, I'll buy you something really cool! Promise. ^_^

I spent my $50 Walmart gift card the other night on five new DVDs. Finally, my little collection is growing. I also received a very amusing phone call from Melanie the other day, who was freaking out because she found a mouse in her "mobile estate" and wasn't able to catch it. Heh.

I had a nice New Year's Eve. I ended up ordering pizza and watching Bandits on my new dvd player, and then I drove over to Melanie's to hang out with her and Dustin. We played some weird card game that Dustin won even though we girls were conspiring against him... And then we watched Last of the Mohicans. By then, it was after midnight and we called it quits. New Year's just doesn't have the same appeal now that midnight is considered an early bedtime for me.

And now, my new tradition of ranting about commercials. Tonight, I would like to bash... well, I don't remember the product. It might be TheraFlu. Anyway, it's the one where there's some guy laying on a couch, obviously sick, probably the flu 'cause he looks pretty bad, and his wife comes in to give him some medicine and tries to psyche him up and make him feel better by saying that once he's well enough he can play in the snow. So he's getting his hopes up, imagining sledding and stuff in his little thought bubble, and back comes the wife holding a snow shovel with a hopeful look on her face. Well, you know what I say? I say, dammit, you're not helpless, go shovel the freakin' sidewalk yourself, lazy ass! You're the one who's not sick!

Geez. Come on. And then there's the commercial where some bride returns her groom after 30 days, saying "it just wasn't for me." Ugh. Can you imagine them running that commercial if the roles were reversed, and you had a dissatisfied groom returning his wife? There'd be an uproar, women's lib and all that. It's ridiculous.

Okay, I'll stop ranting now. Hope I was at least entertaining.