1.25.2014

.four letter words.

I miss driving alone in a vehicle. With music I choose. With driving beats and angsty lyrics and chances to release.

I miss swearing. To myself. About anything.


3.26.2007

.Just Another Manic Monday.

Clearly I'm not as great at updating in this new version of my blog as I had been. It happens...

Interesting thing I've come to discover after extensive trails--I sell 50% more when wearing a bow in my ponytail.
I kid you not.

Other news. I will be moving in May. I am very excited about the change. It'll be good for my spirit. However, in order to not piss off the current roommates, I am in desperate need to fill my vacancy. So, if any of y'all know any female looking for a place to live in the mound near school, hit me up, I need all the help I can get.

In other news, my internship fell through. Onto plan B. Oh shit... there wasn't one. Basically because I am having a hard enough time getting everything done for the next week that I have to do let alone for the next three months!

Spring break, what a joke. I was almost more busy this past week than I usually am. And regardless of all my "free time" (aka more schedule open to have to work...) I did not accomplish many of my goals.

So... I think that about covers it for now.

Oh, one last thing. I owe $1000 between the car repair I need and the taxes I owe. Damn capitalism! I don't have $1000 and I don't think the IRS takes credit cards...

3.09.2007

.Quick Recap.

These past few weeks have been crazy. Two snowstorms, lots of work, too much homework. You know the drill... college life in the MW...

So #1, my weekend in MN for a friend's wedding. (PS, amazing and beautiful wedding)
This is the view from my windshield. That was a 40 minute drive turned into about an hour and a half.


#2 I was snowed in and didn't get back to the mound until a day after I was supposed to. That was kind of an adventure. It included a pit stop in a snow bank on Sunday.


#3 Can't say it was all bad...


There was a snowstorm the following week. No pictures of that one. Although a picture of my car stuck on 2 inches of slick ice may have been funny.

And then the following week, the roommies formerly of 253 had an old school sleepover.

#4 It started off with a trip to Perkins.
#5 They thought they would never budge. But my clever arguments won them over in the end.

#6 And in the end, they discovered a valuable lesson. Perkins is a classy joint. At least classy enough for a late night "high meal."


#7 Then we played MASH. For hours straight. No lie. We're the coolest kids on the block.



And this weekend umm... I missed out on a date because my phone was on silent, then I went to a play alone. Tomorrow I work in the morning.

Oh, and more of that homework stuff.

I'm only taking 14 hours of classes this semester, two of which are the army ROTC workout. Yet I somehow have more work than ever to do.

Oh well, keeps me out of... trouble, I guess.

P.S. OhEmGee on LOST! I can't believe how crazy it's getting. Discuss.

2.22.2007

.Maybe I'll Admit It To Some Degree.

It's not so much the things that have been done to me
but rather what I've told myself that has hurt.

I wish I would address the people and the situations.
But then I'd have to face the music that the only promises were the ones I made or imagined.

No contracts have been broken in the story of my life.
Except for the ones I signed in my heart.

2.20.2007

.Hooked On Phonics.

Why is Fergie using her CD to tout her spelling capabilities?
Could it be inspired by Gwen Sefani's B-A-N-A-N-A-S lesson?

F-E-R-G-A-L-I-C-I-O-U-S
T-A-S-T-Y
D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S

(...kinda like the way that I to this day cannot write aggressive without doing the cheer in my head...but that's more habit...)

Fergie, just because you can't think of more lyrics to fill up 3 minutes of a song, don't resort to spelling. Please.

But she got "problems up to here," so we should give her some leeway in her G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S endeavours.

2.10.2007

.From 40 To 6 Years Old Just From Walking Through A Sliding Door.

I went to work today to sign up for TV service and check out the software and music selection. While searching through the CDs one lady was hassling one of my coworkers about Coldplay's latest CD.

Apparently, Coldplay have a Grammy nomination. (Like I have time to keep up with that or musical tastes to care...)

Well, he didn't know what Coldplay's newest CD was. Who can blame him with all the millions of CDs out there. He's like, what, 17? Yeah right, like he listens to Coldplay. I'd peg him as either techno or classical and hard rock. (hard to decide when I've only seen him in his uniform and though store interactions...)

Back to this lady...
So she was angry at him for not being informed on A GRAMMY-AWARD-NOMINATED-BAND, and not knowing what the latest CD was.

A) If you want a CD so badly, DO SOME RESEARCH. Don't expect some retail employee who gets paid less than he deserves, who is counting down the minutes to clock out, only works there for his discount, and has to sit through store meetings to be a walking encyclopedia of musical information.

B) X & Y isn't even that great of a CD.

I finally butted in and gave my two cents.
Yes, X&Y is the latest.
But consider Parachutes and A Rush of Blood to the Head. Much better pieces of work. They are lyrically driven and creative masterpieces.
Chris Martin made a few babies, asked a mental ward for name suggestions, then went all mellow in his CD tribute to chromosomes.


Seriously people. Lay off on the yelling, insults and pouting. You make yourselves look ridiculous.