OMG DAY 30!
Not officially a month. The official first month ends tomorrow.
I shouldn't have woken up so early. My only class today is at 10:20, so I thought to myself, 'I should be at campus by 9:30, to give me enough time to get there, so I need to leave the apartment by at least 9 to get the bus, and I want to have enough time in the morning to let the dogs out and feed them, make sure my plant hasn't died, eat breakfast and check up on all my Interwebs stuff, so I should wake up at 7.'
I woke up at 6:30, and I couldn't go back to sleep. I couldn't even get to sleep last night until after midnight, because Sophie was snoring so loudly. I didn't want to chuck her out into the living room, because she'd pee on the carpet, but I did anyway. And when I woke up this morning, there were no spots! I'm so proud of the little chubbster.
My bag is mostly packed. I have this little bag, just big enough for a binder, that has a cute panda on it. I also have a backpack with a little purple monster on it. I think I shall switch bags. I'm debating on whether I should bring the laptop. My interwebs is so slow, I haven't really been on Facebook or Deviantart in weeks, and it's driving me nuts!
Kai came over yesterday, and brought her camera so I could upload pictures of the bracelets to the Interwebs so I can sell them. But, alas, the camera was dead. So she's bringing the charger to Japanese.
I'm kind of nervous about Japanese. Last time I had a native-speaker teacher... well... I'll just leave it at that. I probably only have a handful of people reading this, and most, if not all of the people in that handful know what I'm talking about.
Gonna go load up my ultra-awesome monster bag. Ciao.
UPDATE
Class did not go as planned.
Now, I thought I knew what I was getting in to. Native speaker, would only speak Japanese in class, that sort of thing. I thought she'd at least speak in English if we didn't understand something! But no, it's all Japanese, all the time. And if you speak in English without permission, you get points deducted. I could barely understand what she was saying half the time, and whenever I was called on, I couldn't answer because I didn't have a CLUE what was going on! I'm going to give it another try on Wednesday, but if I can't get it then, I'm dropping it and adding a less difficult class.
When I got back to the apartment, Toby and Sophie were happy to see me. I let them out, and they ran to the front door. Now, I had taken them out earlier this morning, so I didn't let them outside. Instead, I flopped down on the couch, because my back is absolutely killing me. Toby jumps in my lap, and promptly empties his bowels. Needless to say, I was beside myself. Now my clothes are in the washer, the dogs are in the cage, and my back still hurts. And I've texted Mom about these events, but she hasn't texted me back. I hope my phone isn't deleting my texts like Kai's is. But with my luck today, it is.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Day 29
So, I just had the greatest idea in the history of ever.
I want to hold a fort-building contest at my apartment.
It all started when I was checking on MLIA this morning, and I found this little gem:
Yesterday, I discovered MLIA, and after spending all day reading them I was struck with a huge urge to build a fort. I did, took pictures, and posted them on FaceBook. Half an hour later I'd organised a Fort-Building Contest with five other people. We're holding it tomorrow at my house - bring your own pillows. MLIA.
So, I think I could hold a fort-building contest in the apartment. Up to three in the kitchen/dining/living room, and one in each bedroom (maybe two in mine). So that's up to five people or teams. Bring your own pillows/sheets/accouterments. We'd have to have a non-objective party come in and judge them. I'd say there'd be points awarded for complexity, creativity, overall appearance, theme, that sort of thing. I'm way more excited about this than I should be. I don't know what the prize should be yet. But it would be AWESOME.
I want to hold a fort-building contest at my apartment.
It all started when I was checking on MLIA this morning, and I found this little gem:
Yesterday, I discovered MLIA, and after spending all day reading them I was struck with a huge urge to build a fort. I did, took pictures, and posted them on FaceBook. Half an hour later I'd organised a Fort-Building Contest with five other people. We're holding it tomorrow at my house - bring your own pillows. MLIA.
So, I think I could hold a fort-building contest in the apartment. Up to three in the kitchen/dining/living room, and one in each bedroom (maybe two in mine). So that's up to five people or teams. Bring your own pillows/sheets/accouterments. We'd have to have a non-objective party come in and judge them. I'd say there'd be points awarded for complexity, creativity, overall appearance, theme, that sort of thing. I'm way more excited about this than I should be. I don't know what the prize should be yet. But it would be AWESOME.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Day 28
It's gotten to the point where I'm talking to myself.
I went out to dinner with Kai last night (Chili's... I got crayons and made a steampunk pepper and donated to childhood cancer research) and she laughed at how I've gone crazy from not seeing people. I mean, I've SEEN people, you know, like a neighbor jogging down the other side of the street or something, but that doesn't really count. I've been talking to Toby and Sophie for company, but they never talk back, obviously. My kitchen appliances don't reply, either.
And then there's the matter of my melodramatic houseplant.
Remember on day 20, when Mom bought me a plant? Some really cute yellow flowers, right? Well, cute as they may be, they're secretly evil. I turned around a few days ago and it was wilted and limp and dead-looking. I watered it, and it perked right back up. And yesterday, the same thing. I keep the windows open to give it light, I water it when the soil gets dry, and I don't think I over-water it. But it always looks like it's dying! I've decided that it's more of an attention whore than Sophie is.
Speaking of Sophie, a bit of bad news... I was talking to Mom on the phone earlier, and she said that Daddy said that if she doesn't start behaving, she's gonna have to go back to Dallas. I imagine if it was day 23, I'd be more than happy to hand her over. But she's gotten better about not peeing on the carpet (knock on wood) and hasn't made any spots since Thursday night. Besides, I like the little fuzzball. She's a bit on the chubby side, and so am I, so I think we bond. Meh.
I tried to go to that bead shop in Bryan today. I got the Garmin out, looked up anything with the word 'bead' in it, and went off. I don't know what the store is called, so I just went with something in Bryan. The garmin took me to a trailer park. Le sigh.
So, I think I will spend the rest of the day doing what I've been doing all week: watching TV, making jewelry, and checking up on MLIA.
I went out to dinner with Kai last night (Chili's... I got crayons and made a steampunk pepper and donated to childhood cancer research) and she laughed at how I've gone crazy from not seeing people. I mean, I've SEEN people, you know, like a neighbor jogging down the other side of the street or something, but that doesn't really count. I've been talking to Toby and Sophie for company, but they never talk back, obviously. My kitchen appliances don't reply, either.
And then there's the matter of my melodramatic houseplant.
Remember on day 20, when Mom bought me a plant? Some really cute yellow flowers, right? Well, cute as they may be, they're secretly evil. I turned around a few days ago and it was wilted and limp and dead-looking. I watered it, and it perked right back up. And yesterday, the same thing. I keep the windows open to give it light, I water it when the soil gets dry, and I don't think I over-water it. But it always looks like it's dying! I've decided that it's more of an attention whore than Sophie is.
Speaking of Sophie, a bit of bad news... I was talking to Mom on the phone earlier, and she said that Daddy said that if she doesn't start behaving, she's gonna have to go back to Dallas. I imagine if it was day 23, I'd be more than happy to hand her over. But she's gotten better about not peeing on the carpet (knock on wood) and hasn't made any spots since Thursday night. Besides, I like the little fuzzball. She's a bit on the chubby side, and so am I, so I think we bond. Meh.
I tried to go to that bead shop in Bryan today. I got the Garmin out, looked up anything with the word 'bead' in it, and went off. I don't know what the store is called, so I just went with something in Bryan. The garmin took me to a trailer park. Le sigh.
So, I think I will spend the rest of the day doing what I've been doing all week: watching TV, making jewelry, and checking up on MLIA.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Day 27
Listening to Beethoven's 5th makes me feel powerful. Especially the beginning of it.
DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!
Makes me happeh.
So, I had a breakdown yesterday. I don't remember what triggered it, but I remember the factors.
I hadn't seen another human being in days
I had to clean the kitchen
Sophie would not stop snoring
Sophie had just peed on the carpet again
I didn't know how to chop up a cantaloupe
Casey the upstairs dog was howling
Facebook wasn't working (and still isn't)
I think that's it, really. And I know, the cantaloupe thing sounds minor, but when I'm having a breakdown, I try to find everything that's wrong with life, and that just piles up.
So, yeah. I'm all right now, I think. I need to go to the store again today, there're a few things I forgot to get. I may also go by Best Buy and pick up a DVD or something. I really wanna watch Labyrinth. David Bowie had the raggedy hair and tight pants WAY before some kid decided to wear his bangs over one eye and write awful poetry.
Knowing Japanese makes the word 'emo' a lot more fun. Right, Kai? Vad? Cokersan?
Now, for those of you who took Spanish in high school, let me fill you in. The pronunciation of the word 'emo', 'ee-mo', sounds like the Japanese word 'imo'. Wanna know what 'imo' stands for? Do ya? Do ya? Huh? Well, too bad, I'm telling you anyway. Imo means potato.
Yes, you read correctly.
I remember, Kai and I were in Tokyo and eating dinner with my friend Saki and one of her friends, and we had this long joke about a kid named 'potato'... I couldn't stop laughing, and Saki and her friend were all 'wtf mate'. It was truly epic.
Anyway, I think I'm actually looking forward to classes starting. It means that I can actually go and do things, maybe even socialize. That would be nice.
DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNN!!!!!!
Makes me happeh.
So, I had a breakdown yesterday. I don't remember what triggered it, but I remember the factors.
I hadn't seen another human being in days
I had to clean the kitchen
Sophie would not stop snoring
Sophie had just peed on the carpet again
I didn't know how to chop up a cantaloupe
Casey the upstairs dog was howling
Facebook wasn't working (and still isn't)
I think that's it, really. And I know, the cantaloupe thing sounds minor, but when I'm having a breakdown, I try to find everything that's wrong with life, and that just piles up.
So, yeah. I'm all right now, I think. I need to go to the store again today, there're a few things I forgot to get. I may also go by Best Buy and pick up a DVD or something. I really wanna watch Labyrinth. David Bowie had the raggedy hair and tight pants WAY before some kid decided to wear his bangs over one eye and write awful poetry.
Knowing Japanese makes the word 'emo' a lot more fun. Right, Kai? Vad? Cokersan?
Now, for those of you who took Spanish in high school, let me fill you in. The pronunciation of the word 'emo', 'ee-mo', sounds like the Japanese word 'imo'. Wanna know what 'imo' stands for? Do ya? Do ya? Huh? Well, too bad, I'm telling you anyway. Imo means potato.
Yes, you read correctly.
I remember, Kai and I were in Tokyo and eating dinner with my friend Saki and one of her friends, and we had this long joke about a kid named 'potato'... I couldn't stop laughing, and Saki and her friend were all 'wtf mate'. It was truly epic.
Anyway, I think I'm actually looking forward to classes starting. It means that I can actually go and do things, maybe even socialize. That would be nice.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Day 26
Hm... I think I've numbered the days wrong again. I need to investigate this further.
Let's see... I went to HEB today, got me some foodage. I also went to Hobby Lobby, because I needed some jump rings for a bracelet I'm making. Then I got home and walked a mile. I'm very tired, needless to say.
So, today I think I will do what I did yesterday. I will sit in the living room and make jewelry. I've discovered that it's almost cathartic, using those bitty pliers and stuff.
I forgot to get a few things at the store, so I may need to go again tomorrow. Oh well, what can you do?
It's nice and rainy today. I want to take a nap, but I don't think I'll be able to sleep.
The last time I saw another human being was at 10:00 this morning. I don't think I'll see another one all day. Such is the life of someone crippled by shyness and low self-confidence.
Let's see... I went to HEB today, got me some foodage. I also went to Hobby Lobby, because I needed some jump rings for a bracelet I'm making. Then I got home and walked a mile. I'm very tired, needless to say.
So, today I think I will do what I did yesterday. I will sit in the living room and make jewelry. I've discovered that it's almost cathartic, using those bitty pliers and stuff.
I forgot to get a few things at the store, so I may need to go again tomorrow. Oh well, what can you do?
It's nice and rainy today. I want to take a nap, but I don't think I'll be able to sleep.
The last time I saw another human being was at 10:00 this morning. I don't think I'll see another one all day. Such is the life of someone crippled by shyness and low self-confidence.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Day 25
Hokai. Today, I woke up to Toby and Sophie literally bouncing on me to let them outside. Needless to say, I did. I had breakfast, then went out. I decided to go by Barnes & Noble today, and get something to read. I remembered hearing about a book called 'pride and prejudice and zombies', so I looked it up to see who it was by. But then I looked at the plot, and I decided it wasn't all that interesting. So I got a different book instead. Other than that, I went to a few more places, did absolutely nothing, so that's good.
Not much to do today, I feel. I'm almost done with this bracelet that I'm planning on selling. Um... there's not any laundry that needs doing... All the people I know are busy this week... I may just end up going back to bed, seeing as there's nothing to do.
omg. Just got the best idea ever.
I've been reading about it for months, but I've never done it. But today is the day.
I shall build a fort. MLIA.
Not much to do today, I feel. I'm almost done with this bracelet that I'm planning on selling. Um... there's not any laundry that needs doing... All the people I know are busy this week... I may just end up going back to bed, seeing as there's nothing to do.
omg. Just got the best idea ever.
I've been reading about it for months, but I've never done it. But today is the day.
I shall build a fort. MLIA.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Day 24
grarglemarglepllllllllllllllllllllllllllll
hay guess whut. It's friggin' early. I need to catch that bus to campus. But I think I'll miss it, 'cause I was supposed to be leaving the apartment by 7, and I'm still sitting around in my jammies. I had a couple brownies for breakfast. I made 'em last night 'cause I was bored. They're really chewy. It's okay if I miss the first bus, though. Another one's comin' around in a little bit. And I just decided to look at when the bookstore opens, and it opens at 8. So, I'm in no hurry. It's too early to go, and too late to go back to bed. But I'm gettin' my friggin textbooks toDAY, dangit.
UPDATE
Right now, I'm listening to this soprano sing the Queen of the Night Aria by Mozart (Now, I can't think of anyone else but Tom Hulce and his laugh. Amadeus, anyone?) I know for a fact (my voice teacher told me) that the highest note I can sing is a half-step below the highest note in that song. I want to take voice lessons again, so maybe I can get that last note. Meh.
I have my books, I've taken the dogs out, watered the plant. There's some laundry that needs to be put away, and I need to charge my phone and empty the dishwasher. But really, all I want to do today is watch Disney movies. I saw this thing on the food network last night, where they had a challenge (I love the challenges, because they usually involve cake, sugar or chocolate) to make Disney Villain cakes. There was a Jafar cake (that looked kinda awful), a Scar cake (that looked kinda awful AND his head fell off), an Ursula cake by Bronwen Webber that got third(she's from Dallas... I've decided I love Ursula. She's the only full-figured Disney character I can think of besides the Queen of Hearts, plus she's easily the most glamorous. In short, Ursula is awesome)Second place was a Cruella DeVil cake (gotta love her hair) and the first place cake was this AWESOME Captain Hook cake. It had Hook, Smee and the clockwork croc.
Again, I really wanna watch me some good old hand-drawn Disney classics. Toby and Sophie couldn't care less. They're both conked out by my chair.
School starts in less than a week. It's hard to believe. But at least on Monday I only have one class. I really need to start timing to see how long it takes me to get to campus, so I'm not late for class. I'd post my schedule, but I think this entry is getting to be a bit long.
hay guess whut. It's friggin' early. I need to catch that bus to campus. But I think I'll miss it, 'cause I was supposed to be leaving the apartment by 7, and I'm still sitting around in my jammies. I had a couple brownies for breakfast. I made 'em last night 'cause I was bored. They're really chewy. It's okay if I miss the first bus, though. Another one's comin' around in a little bit. And I just decided to look at when the bookstore opens, and it opens at 8. So, I'm in no hurry. It's too early to go, and too late to go back to bed. But I'm gettin' my friggin textbooks toDAY, dangit.
UPDATE
Right now, I'm listening to this soprano sing the Queen of the Night Aria by Mozart (Now, I can't think of anyone else but Tom Hulce and his laugh. Amadeus, anyone?) I know for a fact (my voice teacher told me) that the highest note I can sing is a half-step below the highest note in that song. I want to take voice lessons again, so maybe I can get that last note. Meh.
I have my books, I've taken the dogs out, watered the plant. There's some laundry that needs to be put away, and I need to charge my phone and empty the dishwasher. But really, all I want to do today is watch Disney movies. I saw this thing on the food network last night, where they had a challenge (I love the challenges, because they usually involve cake, sugar or chocolate) to make Disney Villain cakes. There was a Jafar cake (that looked kinda awful), a Scar cake (that looked kinda awful AND his head fell off), an Ursula cake by Bronwen Webber that got third(she's from Dallas... I've decided I love Ursula. She's the only full-figured Disney character I can think of besides the Queen of Hearts, plus she's easily the most glamorous. In short, Ursula is awesome)Second place was a Cruella DeVil cake (gotta love her hair) and the first place cake was this AWESOME Captain Hook cake. It had Hook, Smee and the clockwork croc.
Again, I really wanna watch me some good old hand-drawn Disney classics. Toby and Sophie couldn't care less. They're both conked out by my chair.
School starts in less than a week. It's hard to believe. But at least on Monday I only have one class. I really need to start timing to see how long it takes me to get to campus, so I'm not late for class. I'd post my schedule, but I think this entry is getting to be a bit long.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Day 23
I swear to God, I am getting tired of that dog.
Not only does Sophie snore louder than my father, but she views this apartment as her toilet (bye-bye, pet deposit). I was up until past four trying to get her situated so she wouldn't snore, then throwing her out of my room, then letting her back in because I was afraid she'd pee on the carpet (she did. Twice), cleaning up her mess, which ended up stopping up my toilet (I have no plunger), and then trying to sleep. I was supposed to get up at 6:30 to let the dogs out so I could catch a bus to campus at 7:10 and get my textbooks. I woke up at 8:45. I suppose I can still go, but it's such a rush with all the moved-in Freshman. The line's probably a mile long. But, you gotta do what you gotta do. So, bus to campus, get books, bus back here, drive to Target to get a plunger. I'm loving how my day's going so far. I don't think I can stand a whole school year of nights like this. Sophie may end up going back to Dallas. I don't want to have to do that, she's cute as a bug and loves attention, but I don't want to spend my sophomore year zombified from sleep deprivation.
On a slightly less annoyed note, dinner actually went great. She brought brownies. The curry turned out fine. We talked for a long time, mostly about dogs, because we have the same breed (or, almost. Apparently, Casey from upstairs is an American cocker, while Toby and Snoresby Mc.Spotmaker are English cockers. She told me why she thought that, but I forgot it.
Not only does Sophie snore louder than my father, but she views this apartment as her toilet (bye-bye, pet deposit). I was up until past four trying to get her situated so she wouldn't snore, then throwing her out of my room, then letting her back in because I was afraid she'd pee on the carpet (she did. Twice), cleaning up her mess, which ended up stopping up my toilet (I have no plunger), and then trying to sleep. I was supposed to get up at 6:30 to let the dogs out so I could catch a bus to campus at 7:10 and get my textbooks. I woke up at 8:45. I suppose I can still go, but it's such a rush with all the moved-in Freshman. The line's probably a mile long. But, you gotta do what you gotta do. So, bus to campus, get books, bus back here, drive to Target to get a plunger. I'm loving how my day's going so far. I don't think I can stand a whole school year of nights like this. Sophie may end up going back to Dallas. I don't want to have to do that, she's cute as a bug and loves attention, but I don't want to spend my sophomore year zombified from sleep deprivation.
On a slightly less annoyed note, dinner actually went great. She brought brownies. The curry turned out fine. We talked for a long time, mostly about dogs, because we have the same breed (or, almost. Apparently, Casey from upstairs is an American cocker, while Toby and Snoresby Mc.Spotmaker are English cockers. She told me why she thought that, but I forgot it.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Day 22
What have I done?
I just invited my neighbor over for dinner.
"But Channie," You say, confused, "This is a good thing! You can socialize and make a new friend!"
No. Wrong. I'm too worried.
First of all, I was almost too scared to go upstairs. What if she wasn't home, or what if she already had plans? Or worse, what if she WAS home and DIDN'T have plans? With my luck, she was home and didn't have plans, so that was lovely. It was extremely awkward.
She's coming over at 6:30. And I have to clean the apartment and start cooking. I have this chicken curry recipe that I'm really proud of, so I'm making that. I have to make it, because I have the ingredients, and I don't want them to go bad.
This is why I'm worried. What if she comes over and thinks 'she's cooking for me? That's kind of creepy'. And, really, what do I talk to her about?
You see, ever since, well, ever, I guess Kai has been the one to make friends, and I've started out as 'my friend's sister'. Was it that way with you, Vad? Wait, yes it was. It was that way with Cokersan, and Big Sarah, and... I realized last year that I have absolutely no skills in friend-making. So I'm really nervous about making a good impression, but I don't know if I'll overdo it. So, in short, I'm absolutely terrified about what I have just done. I really wish it were Cokersan or Vad or Kai and her Lechner buddies coming over instead. Even if Kai and the Nerds talk about Lechner stuff and don't talk to me, I'd rather do that than cook for someone I barely know.
Please, if anyone reads this, HALP.
I just invited my neighbor over for dinner.
"But Channie," You say, confused, "This is a good thing! You can socialize and make a new friend!"
No. Wrong. I'm too worried.
First of all, I was almost too scared to go upstairs. What if she wasn't home, or what if she already had plans? Or worse, what if she WAS home and DIDN'T have plans? With my luck, she was home and didn't have plans, so that was lovely. It was extremely awkward.
She's coming over at 6:30. And I have to clean the apartment and start cooking. I have this chicken curry recipe that I'm really proud of, so I'm making that. I have to make it, because I have the ingredients, and I don't want them to go bad.
This is why I'm worried. What if she comes over and thinks 'she's cooking for me? That's kind of creepy'. And, really, what do I talk to her about?
You see, ever since, well, ever, I guess Kai has been the one to make friends, and I've started out as 'my friend's sister'. Was it that way with you, Vad? Wait, yes it was. It was that way with Cokersan, and Big Sarah, and... I realized last year that I have absolutely no skills in friend-making. So I'm really nervous about making a good impression, but I don't know if I'll overdo it. So, in short, I'm absolutely terrified about what I have just done. I really wish it were Cokersan or Vad or Kai and her Lechner buddies coming over instead. Even if Kai and the Nerds talk about Lechner stuff and don't talk to me, I'd rather do that than cook for someone I barely know.
Please, if anyone reads this, HALP.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Day 21
Well, nothing much is happening today. Nor do I expect anything to happen. I made a bracelet. It has green beads on it. I'm trying to think of things that I can do to pass the time.
I can do the dishes
I can do laundry
I can clean up a bit
I can get my schoolbag ready (classes start in 10 days)
That's pretty much it. I have a rather boring existence. I'll update if anything interesting happens.
I can do the dishes
I can do laundry
I can clean up a bit
I can get my schoolbag ready (classes start in 10 days)
That's pretty much it. I have a rather boring existence. I'll update if anything interesting happens.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Day 20
Mom just left. And, embarrassingly enough, I started to cry. I shouldn't, really. I'm 19, for pete's sake. I'm a big girl. It's just that I've never lived on my own before. I mean, I lived in the dorm last year, but I had a roommate. I've lived in the same house since I was 3. I guess I just don't like change, especially when it comes to where I live. Last Sunday, Daddy talked about how he couldn't wait to move to another house that didn't have a pool to keep up with. I just can't imagine us living anywhere else. I can't imagine someone else living in MY house.
oh, there I go, crying again. I haven't cried this much since I saw 'Up'. And don't laugh at me. If Up didn't make you cry, you have no soul, you baby seal-clubber.
Mom took me shopping today. I now have three new pairs of jeans, a new shirt, some cleaning supplies, a potted plant and some frames. I have this poster from the King Tut exhibit when it was in Dallas, and I have a copy of the July 21, 1969 New York Times (Men Land On Moon). Mom did some laundry for me, made me an awesome steak quesadilla from some leftovers, and other good things.
It's so quiet here. Well, the TV is on, anyway. I can't imagine what it would be like if there was no TV. It makes me feel like I'm still part of the world. See, I don't have all that many friends. I can pretty much count them on one hand. The ones that are in this town, anyway. Facebook says I have over 100 friends, but you know how that is.
I was thinking about slipping a note by my neighbor's doors, saying something along the lines of 'ohai, iz ur nay-bor. Come hang out plzkthxbai'. But I couldn't do it in a way that didn't sound creepy. So I guess I'll just stay here and... I dunno. Do something. Maybe take a nap.
oh, there I go, crying again. I haven't cried this much since I saw 'Up'. And don't laugh at me. If Up didn't make you cry, you have no soul, you baby seal-clubber.
Mom took me shopping today. I now have three new pairs of jeans, a new shirt, some cleaning supplies, a potted plant and some frames. I have this poster from the King Tut exhibit when it was in Dallas, and I have a copy of the July 21, 1969 New York Times (Men Land On Moon). Mom did some laundry for me, made me an awesome steak quesadilla from some leftovers, and other good things.
It's so quiet here. Well, the TV is on, anyway. I can't imagine what it would be like if there was no TV. It makes me feel like I'm still part of the world. See, I don't have all that many friends. I can pretty much count them on one hand. The ones that are in this town, anyway. Facebook says I have over 100 friends, but you know how that is.
I was thinking about slipping a note by my neighbor's doors, saying something along the lines of 'ohai, iz ur nay-bor. Come hang out plzkthxbai'. But I couldn't do it in a way that didn't sound creepy. So I guess I'll just stay here and... I dunno. Do something. Maybe take a nap.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Day 19
Well, Kai's moving out today. And I don't have to help. So that's good. But Sophie has kennel cough, and that's not good. I'm bringing Kai, Scott and Mom lunch today around noon, but until then I can do whatever. Which is lovely.
I have to go to the front office today. Apparently, my a/c is crap. So that's what I'll say.
Update later if anything happens.
UPDATE
grr arg... The only problem with Mom coming up is that SHE BROUGHT TONS OF MY STUFF.
Now, don't get me wrong: I like my earthly possessions. But I have been blessed with quite a few of them, and they will not all fit in my apartment, which is the size of a postage stamp. I now have another large piece of furniture: A rather spiffy desk. It's a bit old (read: older than dirt, and not in a cool vintage kind of way) but it has cabinets and drawers and hidey-holes for all my crap. There are also quite a few boxes, full of pretty much useless stuff. I have found, however, a few treasures, like a 3-hole punch, an external hard drive, and the cute Domokun plushie that Cokersan got me for Christmas last year. Other than that, the stuff is almost overwhelming.
My room back home is a wreck. I have tried to make it so my apartment doesn't follow. But with so much stuff, it's getting hard.
I have to go to the front office today. Apparently, my a/c is crap. So that's what I'll say.
Update later if anything happens.
UPDATE
grr arg... The only problem with Mom coming up is that SHE BROUGHT TONS OF MY STUFF.
Now, don't get me wrong: I like my earthly possessions. But I have been blessed with quite a few of them, and they will not all fit in my apartment, which is the size of a postage stamp. I now have another large piece of furniture: A rather spiffy desk. It's a bit old (read: older than dirt, and not in a cool vintage kind of way) but it has cabinets and drawers and hidey-holes for all my crap. There are also quite a few boxes, full of pretty much useless stuff. I have found, however, a few treasures, like a 3-hole punch, an external hard drive, and the cute Domokun plushie that Cokersan got me for Christmas last year. Other than that, the stuff is almost overwhelming.
My room back home is a wreck. I have tried to make it so my apartment doesn't follow. But with so much stuff, it's getting hard.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Day 18
Well, today is gonna be a really great day! I'm gonna go shopping. It'll be so much fun. Even if I go by myself, I always like the possibility of getting new things. Maybe some new clothes, or something. And the mall has a store with puppies in it, so that will be awesome!!! And Mom's gonna come down around 8 tonight, and we're gonna go to Sodolak's! IN case you don't know the awesomeness, let me sum this up:
Steaks the size of hubcaps.
You get to drink out of mason jars
Chicken-fried bacon
Yes, you heard me. Chicken-fried BACON. Cue Jim Gaffigan bit here. I'm gonna go see him at the Majestic in October, did I mention? I'm so excited.
But yeah, today's gonna be AWESOME. I'm gonna go to World Market, and Barnes & Noble, and Best Buy, and the mall... I'll have so much fun today!
Yeah, this posts sounds fake to me, too.
Steaks the size of hubcaps.
You get to drink out of mason jars
Chicken-fried bacon
Yes, you heard me. Chicken-fried BACON. Cue Jim Gaffigan bit here. I'm gonna go see him at the Majestic in October, did I mention? I'm so excited.
But yeah, today's gonna be AWESOME. I'm gonna go to World Market, and Barnes & Noble, and Best Buy, and the mall... I'll have so much fun today!
Yeah, this posts sounds fake to me, too.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Day 17
Well, it has been a bit of an adventure today.
I finally got that block off my schedule. Had to jump through a few more hoops, but it's done. The last class has been registered for, and the books have been ordered.
And Scott's here.
One of Kai's buddies, Scott is definitely... unique (and I mean that with love). But I'll get into specifics later, because I don't feel like making a long entry today.
Went to Wal-mart to get stuff, and Kai bought a futon. I wan't worried, until we realized that it wasn't fitting in the trunk. So Scott had to go back into Wal-Mart and buy some rope, and thus began the most terrifying drive I have ever experienced. Every time we hit a bump, or when he would look out the back window, I would get nervous. Not to mention whenever Kai would accelerate, or turn, or stop, or anything. And then it started raining. But oh well.
Feeling okay with the world at the moment. Need to walk the dogs.
I finally got that block off my schedule. Had to jump through a few more hoops, but it's done. The last class has been registered for, and the books have been ordered.
And Scott's here.
One of Kai's buddies, Scott is definitely... unique (and I mean that with love). But I'll get into specifics later, because I don't feel like making a long entry today.
Went to Wal-mart to get stuff, and Kai bought a futon. I wan't worried, until we realized that it wasn't fitting in the trunk. So Scott had to go back into Wal-Mart and buy some rope, and thus began the most terrifying drive I have ever experienced. Every time we hit a bump, or when he would look out the back window, I would get nervous. Not to mention whenever Kai would accelerate, or turn, or stop, or anything. And then it started raining. But oh well.
Feeling okay with the world at the moment. Need to walk the dogs.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Day 16
Blarg.
Today, life in general has decided to punch me in the face, push me in a mud puddle, and steal all my lunch money.
The block still hasn't been taken off my schedule, so I called the registrar's office. And do you want to know what they said?
"Oh, you're supposed to give us a copy of the paper you signed last week. You didn't know that? Too bad. But look on the bright side, that wasn't even the paper we needed! You need to go to a completely different building and get a completely different form, fill it out, and bring it in to this other completely different building. All while balancing a ball on your nose and singing the alphabet backwards. Have a splendiferous day!"
I seriously almost cried. After all the stress and trouble I went through, I had jumped through a completely wrong set of hoops. I'm convinced that now they're just messing with me for giggles.
Kai's dog pooped in my car when we started driving back to the apartment.
We got to the apartment, and the first thing Toby did was tip over my trash can.
So, you win today, Life. You win. I'll just go lay down now.
Today, life in general has decided to punch me in the face, push me in a mud puddle, and steal all my lunch money.
The block still hasn't been taken off my schedule, so I called the registrar's office. And do you want to know what they said?
"Oh, you're supposed to give us a copy of the paper you signed last week. You didn't know that? Too bad. But look on the bright side, that wasn't even the paper we needed! You need to go to a completely different building and get a completely different form, fill it out, and bring it in to this other completely different building. All while balancing a ball on your nose and singing the alphabet backwards. Have a splendiferous day!"
I seriously almost cried. After all the stress and trouble I went through, I had jumped through a completely wrong set of hoops. I'm convinced that now they're just messing with me for giggles.
Kai's dog pooped in my car when we started driving back to the apartment.
We got to the apartment, and the first thing Toby did was tip over my trash can.
So, you win today, Life. You win. I'll just go lay down now.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Day 15
Sunday.
Ponyo was, as I suspected, adorable-tastic. Not one of Miyazaki's best, but I still recommend seeing it. We ended up actually seeing it first, then going to a really late lunch. Which was at a Cici's.
Now, I have nothing against Cici's pizza. It's cheap, has lots of options, and an okay atmosphere. This one, however, was full, I repeat, f-u-l-l FULL of screaming children. It wasn't even a birthday party. A few families with EIGHTEEN BAJILLION brats between them, all of them having a free-for-all and screaming at the top of their lungs at that certain pitch that BREAKS YOUR MIND. It gave me a migraine just sitting there. So I went home, instead of seeing Time Traveler's Wife. Which is fine by me.
I got a Livejournal yesterday. Kai and Vad have LJs, and I want to comment on them, but alas, I cannot. So I had to get one. I should add a link to that one. And to Kai's LJ.
Took the doggies to the vet yesterday to get their haircuts, and I got some terrible news. My poor Toby had FLEAS! I mean, now that I think about it, it was inevitable. Apartments are bad when it comes to that. So when I get back, I have to vacuum the floor (which I hate with the heat of a thousand suns) and wash the dog's pillow. Toby also needs some kind of flea... thing. I dunno. Never dealt with fleas before. But seeing as I'm a bazillion times bigger, and I have thumbs, this shouldn't be a problem.
Ponyo was, as I suspected, adorable-tastic. Not one of Miyazaki's best, but I still recommend seeing it. We ended up actually seeing it first, then going to a really late lunch. Which was at a Cici's.
Now, I have nothing against Cici's pizza. It's cheap, has lots of options, and an okay atmosphere. This one, however, was full, I repeat, f-u-l-l FULL of screaming children. It wasn't even a birthday party. A few families with EIGHTEEN BAJILLION brats between them, all of them having a free-for-all and screaming at the top of their lungs at that certain pitch that BREAKS YOUR MIND. It gave me a migraine just sitting there. So I went home, instead of seeing Time Traveler's Wife. Which is fine by me.
I got a Livejournal yesterday. Kai and Vad have LJs, and I want to comment on them, but alas, I cannot. So I had to get one. I should add a link to that one. And to Kai's LJ.
Took the doggies to the vet yesterday to get their haircuts, and I got some terrible news. My poor Toby had FLEAS! I mean, now that I think about it, it was inevitable. Apartments are bad when it comes to that. So when I get back, I have to vacuum the floor (which I hate with the heat of a thousand suns) and wash the dog's pillow. Toby also needs some kind of flea... thing. I dunno. Never dealt with fleas before. But seeing as I'm a bazillion times bigger, and I have thumbs, this shouldn't be a problem.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Day 14
PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO!!!!
(and Time Traveler's Wife, I suppose)
PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO!!!!
Can you tell I'm excited? Now, it looks downright adorable-tastic, and It's Miyazaki's latest to come to the US. I'm a bit of a Miyazaki buff. I think I've seen most of his work. My Neighbor Totoro, Porco Rosso, Kiki's Delivery Service... I think I'll list all the ones I can think of that I've seen.
Princess Mononoke
Spirited Away
Castle in the Sky
Howl's Moving Castle
Whispers of the Heart (I saw it when I was staying in Tokyo a few years ago)
The Cat Returns (it has Carey Elwes, a.k.a. Dread Pirate Westley in it. The original sexyvoice.)
Nausicaa
And I just went to Wikipedia, and there's SO MUCH MORE I HAVEN'T SEEN.
I saw his picture. He looks like a grandfatherly type. I skimmed through some of the influences in his work, but I want to read more about it.
Going to the movies in a few hours. First double-feature I've ever been to, which is kind of sad. I've never seen two movies in a row, and I've never stayed up all night long. My roomie last semester, M, who is a total night owl sleep-till-dinner type, was shocked and appalled when I let that slip.
Oh, wait... I DID stay up all night once. I couldn't sleep, and wrote a lovely poem about insomnia. Wanna read it? Too bad, here it is.
Insomnia
The quiet alertness
A tightness behind my eyes
Maddening stillness
It’s a peculiar thing, really.
The knowledge that everything is still and away
The feeling of being left
Neglected by Morpheus.
There’s a stiffness in lying still.
A tenseness in keeping eyes closed.
Eyes perpetually half-open.
Limbs content to stay where they are.
Yet the mind is big and wide and open and cold and clear.
A clear blue sky
With thoughts buzzing through every which way.
What should I have for breakfast?
What time is it?
What was that noise?
What should I do tomorrow?
Is it tomorrow?
They get tangled together.
Ribbons and ribbons of mind-workings all wound up in a ball
And it pulls at itself until it rips apart again.
The ending sounds abrupt because I can't figure out how to end it. My creative writing teacher in fall semester last year said 'never try to round it up if you can't find an ending'. I wrote a steampunk poem which I'm rather proud of, and the first draft's ending was awkward. That's when I learned about poetry. Coincidentally enough, that same class was the one when I first got the idea for my novel. I love my novel. I love my characters, my places, my storyline. The problem is that I'm afraid to show it to people to be critiqued. I mean, it's my baby. What if they don't like it?
Also, I've had writers' block for months. See, here's how I write. I write like I'm making a necklace. I have an idea for a great little bit, and I string some pretty little phrases together, and then I think of another little bit, and I string some more on a separate chain, and then, maybe, I'm struck with inspiration, and I can find a little bit that ties two of the chains together. Get it? Maybe? No? Well, too bad.
I just realized that I need to make a few more things happen in the story. There's so much to do, and I'm not sure how to do it. Maybe Vad will offer critiques on it for me. That would be lovely.
I'm taking my laptop in the car with me, so when we get to Cokersan's house after the double feature, I'll update and tell you how AWESOME Ponyo was. And TTW, I suppose. Not looking forward to that at all.
(and Time Traveler's Wife, I suppose)
PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO PONYO!!!!
Can you tell I'm excited? Now, it looks downright adorable-tastic, and It's Miyazaki's latest to come to the US. I'm a bit of a Miyazaki buff. I think I've seen most of his work. My Neighbor Totoro, Porco Rosso, Kiki's Delivery Service... I think I'll list all the ones I can think of that I've seen.
Princess Mononoke
Spirited Away
Castle in the Sky
Howl's Moving Castle
Whispers of the Heart (I saw it when I was staying in Tokyo a few years ago)
The Cat Returns (it has Carey Elwes, a.k.a. Dread Pirate Westley in it. The original sexyvoice.)
Nausicaa
And I just went to Wikipedia, and there's SO MUCH MORE I HAVEN'T SEEN.
I saw his picture. He looks like a grandfatherly type. I skimmed through some of the influences in his work, but I want to read more about it.
Going to the movies in a few hours. First double-feature I've ever been to, which is kind of sad. I've never seen two movies in a row, and I've never stayed up all night long. My roomie last semester, M, who is a total night owl sleep-till-dinner type, was shocked and appalled when I let that slip.
Oh, wait... I DID stay up all night once. I couldn't sleep, and wrote a lovely poem about insomnia. Wanna read it? Too bad, here it is.
Insomnia
The quiet alertness
A tightness behind my eyes
Maddening stillness
It’s a peculiar thing, really.
The knowledge that everything is still and away
The feeling of being left
Neglected by Morpheus.
There’s a stiffness in lying still.
A tenseness in keeping eyes closed.
Eyes perpetually half-open.
Limbs content to stay where they are.
Yet the mind is big and wide and open and cold and clear.
A clear blue sky
With thoughts buzzing through every which way.
What should I have for breakfast?
What time is it?
What was that noise?
What should I do tomorrow?
Is it tomorrow?
They get tangled together.
Ribbons and ribbons of mind-workings all wound up in a ball
And it pulls at itself until it rips apart again.
The ending sounds abrupt because I can't figure out how to end it. My creative writing teacher in fall semester last year said 'never try to round it up if you can't find an ending'. I wrote a steampunk poem which I'm rather proud of, and the first draft's ending was awkward. That's when I learned about poetry. Coincidentally enough, that same class was the one when I first got the idea for my novel. I love my novel. I love my characters, my places, my storyline. The problem is that I'm afraid to show it to people to be critiqued. I mean, it's my baby. What if they don't like it?
Also, I've had writers' block for months. See, here's how I write. I write like I'm making a necklace. I have an idea for a great little bit, and I string some pretty little phrases together, and then I think of another little bit, and I string some more on a separate chain, and then, maybe, I'm struck with inspiration, and I can find a little bit that ties two of the chains together. Get it? Maybe? No? Well, too bad.
I just realized that I need to make a few more things happen in the story. There's so much to do, and I'm not sure how to do it. Maybe Vad will offer critiques on it for me. That would be lovely.
I'm taking my laptop in the car with me, so when we get to Cokersan's house after the double feature, I'll update and tell you how AWESOME Ponyo was. And TTW, I suppose. Not looking forward to that at all.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Day 13
It's amazing, the things one does when one is bored and among bored friends. Take last night, for example. We were sitting in the living room, bored out of our minds.
"What should we do now?" I asked.
"I dunno." Came the reply. Finally, Vad suggested the most logical answer.
"Let's carve up a watermelon and set it on fire."
So we went to HEB and bought a good-sized watermelon, and brought it back to the apartment. We took pictures with it (The most awesome of which has Vad looking completely drunk) and began hollowing it out with spoons and ice cream scoops. When you're hollowing out a watermelon, be aware that you'll need a large bowl to hold all the liquid and pulp. We'd hold it upside down over the bowl from time to time, and all the goop would shlorp out. It was awesome. I was commissioned to design a face for our dear fruit. I settled on a pirate face. Because, obviously, what could possibly be cooler than pirates?
We didn't end up setting it on fire. We stuck a candle inside, though, and set it out on the porch, facing the street, for all to see. And now people will look and say:
Today, I was walking to my apartment, and I saw that one of my neighbors had made a jack-o-lantern out of a watermelon. It had a pirate face. It made my day. MLIA.
Going home today. Meh.
"What should we do now?" I asked.
"I dunno." Came the reply. Finally, Vad suggested the most logical answer.
"Let's carve up a watermelon and set it on fire."
So we went to HEB and bought a good-sized watermelon, and brought it back to the apartment. We took pictures with it (The most awesome of which has Vad looking completely drunk) and began hollowing it out with spoons and ice cream scoops. When you're hollowing out a watermelon, be aware that you'll need a large bowl to hold all the liquid and pulp. We'd hold it upside down over the bowl from time to time, and all the goop would shlorp out. It was awesome. I was commissioned to design a face for our dear fruit. I settled on a pirate face. Because, obviously, what could possibly be cooler than pirates?
We didn't end up setting it on fire. We stuck a candle inside, though, and set it out on the porch, facing the street, for all to see. And now people will look and say:
Today, I was walking to my apartment, and I saw that one of my neighbors had made a jack-o-lantern out of a watermelon. It had a pirate face. It made my day. MLIA.
Going home today. Meh.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Day 12
Well, I just realized I'd been numbering my days wrong. So instead of day 11, it's day 12. I don't care, really. I don't need to take another math class EVER. So there.
Going home tomorrow for the weekend. Going to get together with The Usual Suspects to have an Essentials party. Allow me to fill you in:
The Usual Suspects are me, Kai, Vad, Cokersan, Big Sarah and Little Sarah. Once upon a time, Cokersan, movie buff that he is, decided to interview tons of people about what they thought were the five greatest movies ever. These results were comprised into a list of a sort of cinematic bucket list. So, for the last fourteen months, we have all gathered at his house, squeezed onto his couch, and watched three or four movies. I've seen such classics as Casablanca, 12 Angry Men, A Christmas Story, and others.
This time, however it'll be different. Instead of watching movies at his house, we're going to see Ponyo (Hayao Miyazaki's latest) and the Time Traveler's Wife. The first I'm stoked about, the second, not so much. I've never read the book, and I have no intent to. I have no desire to see the movie, either. I'd rather re-watch Ponyo, personally. MLIA.
Toby scared me yesterday. He refused to be more than six feet away from me at all times, and all he would do was lay in the corner, and when we told the dogs to go 'night-night' in their kennel, he looked at me like I'd just kicked him. But he seems better now.
We rented some movies last night. Vad thought it was a crime that we had never seen Swiss Family Robinson. We also rented Corpse Bride and Treasure Planet. Now that all three have been watched, the results are thus: I want to live in the Treasure Planet universe and be a space pirate, Kai and Vad want to live on the island in SFR, and Tim Burton is awesome.
Even though it's 1:30, I'm not hungry for lunch. But Kai is making mushroom ravioli. It's enough for two, but Vad's such a picky eater (it's really funny) that she won't have any. I personally don't like ravioli (the filling is too grainy), but I might as well eat something.
The block still hasn't been taken off my schedule, so no class, no books. Can't figure out the sports pass deal, which sucks. Need to do laundry today.
Going home tomorrow for the weekend. Going to get together with The Usual Suspects to have an Essentials party. Allow me to fill you in:
The Usual Suspects are me, Kai, Vad, Cokersan, Big Sarah and Little Sarah. Once upon a time, Cokersan, movie buff that he is, decided to interview tons of people about what they thought were the five greatest movies ever. These results were comprised into a list of a sort of cinematic bucket list. So, for the last fourteen months, we have all gathered at his house, squeezed onto his couch, and watched three or four movies. I've seen such classics as Casablanca, 12 Angry Men, A Christmas Story, and others.
This time, however it'll be different. Instead of watching movies at his house, we're going to see Ponyo (Hayao Miyazaki's latest) and the Time Traveler's Wife. The first I'm stoked about, the second, not so much. I've never read the book, and I have no intent to. I have no desire to see the movie, either. I'd rather re-watch Ponyo, personally. MLIA.
Toby scared me yesterday. He refused to be more than six feet away from me at all times, and all he would do was lay in the corner, and when we told the dogs to go 'night-night' in their kennel, he looked at me like I'd just kicked him. But he seems better now.
We rented some movies last night. Vad thought it was a crime that we had never seen Swiss Family Robinson. We also rented Corpse Bride and Treasure Planet. Now that all three have been watched, the results are thus: I want to live in the Treasure Planet universe and be a space pirate, Kai and Vad want to live on the island in SFR, and Tim Burton is awesome.
Even though it's 1:30, I'm not hungry for lunch. But Kai is making mushroom ravioli. It's enough for two, but Vad's such a picky eater (it's really funny) that she won't have any. I personally don't like ravioli (the filling is too grainy), but I might as well eat something.
The block still hasn't been taken off my schedule, so no class, no books. Can't figure out the sports pass deal, which sucks. Need to do laundry today.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Day 11
OMG, DOUBLE DIGITZ!!!!1!!1!!one!!!1
Anywho, I have a lot of things I need to get done today.
ON CAMPUS
1. sign some papers at the anthropology building to get a block off my schedule
2. update my sports pass
3. see if I can get tickets for First Yell (Jeff Dunham will be there, so I'm excited. If you don't know who that is, he's a ventriloquist. Sound stupid? Look up Walter on youtube. Trust me.)
BACK AT APARTMENT
1. sign up for one last class (Japanese... I took it all through high school (and won a few speech contests), so after this semester, I won't have to take another language class ever again! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!)
2. order my books (my mom's friend, who has triplets a year younger than us (welcome to college, C, M, and G!) told Kai and me about a book service that delivers your books. Better than lugging 'em halfway across campus, if you ask me.)
3. Sync up my printer (Around April, my comp just died, so I had to completely wipe the hard drive, losing absolutely everything that wasn't on a USB. Needless to say, my printer didn't take kindly to that, and now it's ornery. Ornery is an awesome word, isn't it? Almost as awesome as widget, or spiffy. Anyway, I really need a working printer, as most people with computers do.
There are a few more things I'd LIKE to get done, like clean the bathroom, do some laundry, make brownies... but I'll probably just sit around here playing Chocolatier 3. That'll work, too. I'll probably update later, informing any readers if I have completed the tasks.
UPDATE
So, I got to the anthropology building, where I waited. And waited. And waited. I read the magazines. I listened to the receptionist blab on the phone about her kid and how he doesn't play well with others. She had to go remind my advisor I was there. But I got papers signed. The block won't come off until tomorrow, most likely, so I can't register for Japanese or order my books today. I CAN, however, update my sports pass online. Which rocks.
Anywho, I have a lot of things I need to get done today.
ON CAMPUS
1. sign some papers at the anthropology building to get a block off my schedule
2. update my sports pass
3. see if I can get tickets for First Yell (Jeff Dunham will be there, so I'm excited. If you don't know who that is, he's a ventriloquist. Sound stupid? Look up Walter on youtube. Trust me.)
BACK AT APARTMENT
1. sign up for one last class (Japanese... I took it all through high school (and won a few speech contests), so after this semester, I won't have to take another language class ever again! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!)
2. order my books (my mom's friend, who has triplets a year younger than us (welcome to college, C, M, and G!) told Kai and me about a book service that delivers your books. Better than lugging 'em halfway across campus, if you ask me.)
3. Sync up my printer (Around April, my comp just died, so I had to completely wipe the hard drive, losing absolutely everything that wasn't on a USB. Needless to say, my printer didn't take kindly to that, and now it's ornery. Ornery is an awesome word, isn't it? Almost as awesome as widget, or spiffy. Anyway, I really need a working printer, as most people with computers do.
There are a few more things I'd LIKE to get done, like clean the bathroom, do some laundry, make brownies... but I'll probably just sit around here playing Chocolatier 3. That'll work, too. I'll probably update later, informing any readers if I have completed the tasks.
UPDATE
So, I got to the anthropology building, where I waited. And waited. And waited. I read the magazines. I listened to the receptionist blab on the phone about her kid and how he doesn't play well with others. She had to go remind my advisor I was there. But I got papers signed. The block won't come off until tomorrow, most likely, so I can't register for Japanese or order my books today. I CAN, however, update my sports pass online. Which rocks.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Day 10
So, we've come to realize that the porch light has been on nonstop for over a week... And we can't find the switch that turns it off. Also, Toby threw up this morning, and I had to clean it up. Blargle. Vad, Kai and I have been watching Dollhouse pretty much nonstop. I LOVE VICTOR! He is the sweetest little thing evar. But right now, I'm very tired. There's a lot of things I need to do in the next few days.
1. register for my last Japanese class
2. order my books
3. get my sports pass
4. get a copy of the apartment key made for Kai
5. clean my bathroom
6. go to the anthropology building on campus and sign some papers
7. ...grr arg I can't think.
I feel like there's cotton between my ears. Like a barrier right behind my forehead that prevents any thoughts from coming or going, and it's building up and it hurts.
I haven't worked on my story in months. It's going nowhere. See, I have the beginning and most of the middle, and I have the end, but I can't seem to get the two parts to meet.
It's so strange. Just a few hours ago, I was feeling great. I was laughing with my friends, being silly... And now I feel like I'm going nowhere, like I just want to take a nap for a week or two, and wake up and everything I need to do will have been done.
1. register for my last Japanese class
2. order my books
3. get my sports pass
4. get a copy of the apartment key made for Kai
5. clean my bathroom
6. go to the anthropology building on campus and sign some papers
7. ...grr arg I can't think.
I feel like there's cotton between my ears. Like a barrier right behind my forehead that prevents any thoughts from coming or going, and it's building up and it hurts.
I haven't worked on my story in months. It's going nowhere. See, I have the beginning and most of the middle, and I have the end, but I can't seem to get the two parts to meet.
It's so strange. Just a few hours ago, I was feeling great. I was laughing with my friends, being silly... And now I feel like I'm going nowhere, like I just want to take a nap for a week or two, and wake up and everything I need to do will have been done.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Day 9
I HAVE INTERWEBS OMGWTFBBQ
So says my facebook status. So now, all updates SHOULD be on schedule, unless, of course, I get lazy. Which is a major factor. But oh well.
Oh, I haven't told you about the apartment, have I? Well... Here goes.
As you walk in, on your immediate left is my itty-bitty kitchen. On your immediate right, in front of the sliding-glass door, is the table. In front of you is the living room, with a couch, a love-seat, a TV and a... desk-thing that matches the table. On either side of the desk thing is a door. The door to the left is my room, and the door to the right is Kai's room.
Vad seems to like the apartment a lot. She has decided that she is dead, and is now haunting the place. We're watching Dollhouse now. Vad loves Joss Whedon's stuff. Buffy, Serenity, Firefly, she really likes it. Kai likes Firefly and Serenity, too. Anyway, that may be it for today.
Oh, by the way, the apartment has now been dubbed 'The Porno Apartment'. Last night, we decided we were in a porno. We invited our dear friend Cokersan to participate in devious escapades (note, this is all in fun, I promise). And then, we ordered pizza, and the pizza guy sounded hot (it was an extremely sexytime voice), so, obviously, it's a porno. Alas, when the pizza arrived, the guy (more like kid) at the door was attractive enough for a tip, but not attractive enough for a brownie that had just come out of the oven. And there you have it. My apartment has a a name.
Updatezors!
So, Vad and Kai have read this blag. And Kai wants her own, so she googled 'blogspot'. Howeve3r, due to technical difficulty, what appeared (and was searched for) was 'gspot'. Search results included images and suggestive links. Awkwardness and hilarity ensued.
UPDATE-AGAIN-ZORS!!
Vad decided to draw eyes on my chin. She then put my glasses on my chin and took a video of me talking. Then we started drawing on each other's faces. Kai has a heart on one cheek, a peace sign on the other, and 'sexytime' on her forehead. Vad has OHAI <3 on her forehead, and 'peace, love, slash' (an inside (and awesome) joke) on her cheek. I have 'roflcopt' on my forehead. The L in roflcopt has propellors. It is most epic.
So says my facebook status. So now, all updates SHOULD be on schedule, unless, of course, I get lazy. Which is a major factor. But oh well.
Oh, I haven't told you about the apartment, have I? Well... Here goes.
As you walk in, on your immediate left is my itty-bitty kitchen. On your immediate right, in front of the sliding-glass door, is the table. In front of you is the living room, with a couch, a love-seat, a TV and a... desk-thing that matches the table. On either side of the desk thing is a door. The door to the left is my room, and the door to the right is Kai's room.
Vad seems to like the apartment a lot. She has decided that she is dead, and is now haunting the place. We're watching Dollhouse now. Vad loves Joss Whedon's stuff. Buffy, Serenity, Firefly, she really likes it. Kai likes Firefly and Serenity, too. Anyway, that may be it for today.
Oh, by the way, the apartment has now been dubbed 'The Porno Apartment'. Last night, we decided we were in a porno. We invited our dear friend Cokersan to participate in devious escapades (note, this is all in fun, I promise). And then, we ordered pizza, and the pizza guy sounded hot (it was an extremely sexytime voice), so, obviously, it's a porno. Alas, when the pizza arrived, the guy (more like kid) at the door was attractive enough for a tip, but not attractive enough for a brownie that had just come out of the oven. And there you have it. My apartment has a a name.
Updatezors!
So, Vad and Kai have read this blag. And Kai wants her own, so she googled 'blogspot'. Howeve3r, due to technical difficulty, what appeared (and was searched for) was 'gspot'. Search results included images and suggestive links. Awkwardness and hilarity ensued.
UPDATE-AGAIN-ZORS!!
Vad decided to draw eyes on my chin. She then put my glasses on my chin and took a video of me talking. Then we started drawing on each other's faces. Kai has a heart on one cheek, a peace sign on the other, and 'sexytime' on her forehead. Vad has OHAI <3 on her forehead, and 'peace, love, slash' (an inside (and awesome) joke) on her cheek. I have 'roflcopt' on my forehead. The L in roflcopt has propellors. It is most epic.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Day 8
Well, today I'm going back to the apartment. Just saw Julie & Julia. You shouldn't listen to the reviews, because this is a GOOD MOVIE. It's downright adorable! So there. On the way out of town, we'll pick up Vad, and she'll spend a while with us. Truthfully, I am NOT looking forward to the long drive back. But, what can you do?
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Day 7
Today, I have decided, will be a summer day to end all summer days. And by that, I mean doing absolutely nothing productive.
Woke up at 8:30. Trust me, I'm a major morning person, and this is sleeping in to me. Kai and I are going to try and make peach lemonade today. We went to Cafe Excel down by the apartment, and they had the most glorious peachy-lemony concoction I have ever tasted. So,we're going to try to replicate it. Also, we'll eat gamble chocolate. For the last few days, I've been playing 'Chocolatier', and Kai has been playing 'Chocolatier 2', so chocolate has been on my mind. Moreso than usual. Yay ^_^. I'll update this entry if something unusual happens.
UPDATE OMG
So, we've figured out the recipe for some really good peach lemonade. All you need is country time powder and peach nectar. For every half-cup of peach nectar, add one tablespoon of countrytime. Trust me, it's awesome!
Woke up at 8:30. Trust me, I'm a major morning person, and this is sleeping in to me. Kai and I are going to try and make peach lemonade today. We went to Cafe Excel down by the apartment, and they had the most glorious peachy-lemony concoction I have ever tasted. So,we're going to try to replicate it. Also, we'll eat gamble chocolate. For the last few days, I've been playing 'Chocolatier', and Kai has been playing 'Chocolatier 2', so chocolate has been on my mind. Moreso than usual. Yay ^_^. I'll update this entry if something unusual happens.
UPDATE OMG
So, we've figured out the recipe for some really good peach lemonade. All you need is country time powder and peach nectar. For every half-cup of peach nectar, add one tablespoon of countrytime. Trust me, it's awesome!
Friday, August 7, 2009
Day 6
All right, all right, all right... I was ALMOST going to bed, got my shower on and all that jazz, and then I realized I had to update. MEH, I tell you. M-E-H. Nothing much happened today. Went out and ran a few errands, came back and generally wasted time doing various things. Lovely, lovely day.
On a sadder note, I read that Julie & Julia got a C+ , according to my local newspaper. That makes me sad, but it will NOT stop me from seeing it. I know Meryl Streep will be amazing in it, and my sister adores Amy Adams, so we're going to go see it after church on Sunday. And then we'll get Vad, and will return to the apartment.
On a sadder note, I read that Julie & Julia got a C+ , according to my local newspaper. That makes me sad, but it will NOT stop me from seeing it. I know Meryl Streep will be amazing in it, and my sister adores Amy Adams, so we're going to go see it after church on Sunday. And then we'll get Vad, and will return to the apartment.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Day 4
Well. Hokay. I'm actually at home right now. See, the thing is, our family has three dogs. Toby is mine, Sophie is Kai's, and Tori belongs to our parents. But with her two bestest friends gone, Tori's been a bit... well, a lot... depressed. So, we came back to make sure she started eating again, that sort of thing. AND I HAVE INTERNETS OMG! So that's lovely.
Kai and I just spent a good 20 minutes looking at the extreme cuteness that is the There She Is video series. It's about a cat and a bunny in a world where cats and bunnies are not meant to be together. It's SO ADORABLE. Check it out, I commandeth thee.
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/ddautta
I do so love Wednesdays. So You Think You Can Dance comes on tonight (I really want either Kayla or the oh-so-cute Evan to win), as does Wipeout. There's just something so awesome about non-athletic people such as myself bouncing on giant red balls.
So, I went to Michael's a few hours ago to find beads for a bracelet, and there was this little girl with wheelies on... That's one of my pet peeves. Majorly. She was talking to herself and dancing around, generally annoying the hell out of me. I was SO CLOSE, you hear me? SO CLOSE to tripping that brat. But I didn't. Even though her trophy-wife mom wasn't paying attention, and probably wouldn't even if I had tripped the kid, I didn't. I guess I'm just not that mean. I mean, I am quite evil, but I guess I don't act out. I should work on that. Life would be so much more interesting if I was pure evil.
Kai and I just spent a good 20 minutes looking at the extreme cuteness that is the There She Is video series. It's about a cat and a bunny in a world where cats and bunnies are not meant to be together. It's SO ADORABLE. Check it out, I commandeth thee.
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/ddautta
I do so love Wednesdays. So You Think You Can Dance comes on tonight (I really want either Kayla or the oh-so-cute Evan to win), as does Wipeout. There's just something so awesome about non-athletic people such as myself bouncing on giant red balls.
So, I went to Michael's a few hours ago to find beads for a bracelet, and there was this little girl with wheelies on... That's one of my pet peeves. Majorly. She was talking to herself and dancing around, generally annoying the hell out of me. I was SO CLOSE, you hear me? SO CLOSE to tripping that brat. But I didn't. Even though her trophy-wife mom wasn't paying attention, and probably wouldn't even if I had tripped the kid, I didn't. I guess I'm just not that mean. I mean, I am quite evil, but I guess I don't act out. I should work on that. Life would be so much more interesting if I was pure evil.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Day 3
Well, I woke up at 7 again this morning. But my reasoning was 'it's Kai's turn to take the dogs out', so I slept in until 8. It was glorious.
And now, I'm at the same house of java I was at on Sunday, updating for you lovely people. This is, of course, assuming that there are any people at ALL reading this.
Kai and I tried to get Interwebs last night, but it was crowded here, so we decided to try Starbucks. Alas, I realized that I do, indeed, dislike that mega-chain, and the WI was not FI in that particular place. Now, the one in Stephenville has free wifi, one of my friends goes there all the time. Luck of the draw, I suppose. So, here we are, in the eccentric little hodge-podge of awesometasticness and Wifi and crepes. And coffee, I suppose.
A friend of mine from last semester (one of the only friends I made the entire year... yes, I'm THAT socially awkward) is coming over around lunch time, so that ought to be fun.
Tomorrow we will be going back home with Mom and Daddy, just to visit, and to pick up the lovely VAD so she can spend some quality time with us in our new place before she has to go be a Sooner and such. VAD makes everything fun <3. I don't know if I'll update from Wednesday until Sunday. I mean, this blog is about my apartment, yes? And if I'm not IN the apartment, it doesn't count, now, does it? Meh. I think I'll go ahead and update, just because. See you tomorrow, sports fans <3
And now, I'm at the same house of java I was at on Sunday, updating for you lovely people. This is, of course, assuming that there are any people at ALL reading this.
Kai and I tried to get Interwebs last night, but it was crowded here, so we decided to try Starbucks. Alas, I realized that I do, indeed, dislike that mega-chain, and the WI was not FI in that particular place. Now, the one in Stephenville has free wifi, one of my friends goes there all the time. Luck of the draw, I suppose. So, here we are, in the eccentric little hodge-podge of awesometasticness and Wifi and crepes. And coffee, I suppose.
A friend of mine from last semester (one of the only friends I made the entire year... yes, I'm THAT socially awkward) is coming over around lunch time, so that ought to be fun.
Tomorrow we will be going back home with Mom and Daddy, just to visit, and to pick up the lovely VAD so she can spend some quality time with us in our new place before she has to go be a Sooner and such. VAD makes everything fun <3. I don't know if I'll update from Wednesday until Sunday. I mean, this blog is about my apartment, yes? And if I'm not IN the apartment, it doesn't count, now, does it? Meh. I think I'll go ahead and update, just because. See you tomorrow, sports fans <3
Day 2
Despite the fact that I have nothing to do today, I woke up at the ungodly hour of 7 to take the dogs out for their morning potty-break. Kai woke up a bit later. Today we needed to go to a few places, like the grocery store and petco and such, to get groceries and other various items. So we did. Got so much groceries we couldn’t fit them in the tiny cabinets. Luckily, I had a shelving… thing… that I put together while Kai (bless her) unloaded the groceries. We then went out to Rosie’s Pho, a place that I had been trying to take Kai to since the end of last semester. Lovely, lovely lunch. It made me quite happy.
Kai decided to bake something today. I decided to take a nap. I think it worked out quite nicely.
Around three, we went to Cold Stone to meet with two of Kai’s dorm buddies, Chelsea and Bridget. I don’t know them all that well, but they’re both incredibly nice, and I would very much like to hang out with them more often.
Oh, and I realized something quite depressing: There is a lot of take-out food in the fridge… and no microwave. Yes, you read that correctly, sports fans. NO. MICROWAVE. Luckily, as a college student who eats anything, broccoli beef is actually quite tasty when it’s cold. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. Trust me.
Toby seems to have forgiven me now. Last night, his favorite rope toy fell apart, and was strewn all across the living room. I had to throw it away, and as I did so, he looked at the garbage bag, looked at me, and then his tail stopped wagging. The little twit’s been sulking all day, even though I’ve bought him an entirely NEW rope toy that’s even better than his old one. But now, as I sit and type with a Styrofoam container of take-out by my side, he’s quite friendly again. Twit.
Kai decided to bake something today. I decided to take a nap. I think it worked out quite nicely.
Around three, we went to Cold Stone to meet with two of Kai’s dorm buddies, Chelsea and Bridget. I don’t know them all that well, but they’re both incredibly nice, and I would very much like to hang out with them more often.
Oh, and I realized something quite depressing: There is a lot of take-out food in the fridge… and no microwave. Yes, you read that correctly, sports fans. NO. MICROWAVE. Luckily, as a college student who eats anything, broccoli beef is actually quite tasty when it’s cold. Don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. Trust me.
Toby seems to have forgiven me now. Last night, his favorite rope toy fell apart, and was strewn all across the living room. I had to throw it away, and as I did so, he looked at the garbage bag, looked at me, and then his tail stopped wagging. The little twit’s been sulking all day, even though I’ve bought him an entirely NEW rope toy that’s even better than his old one. But now, as I sit and type with a Styrofoam container of take-out by my side, he’s quite friendly again. Twit.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Day 1
As we speak, I am currently in a favorite local coffee house of mine, nommin' on a crepe-tastic strawberry crepe. Seeing as I do not have Interwebs, and will not have them until next Monday (Day... *counts on fingers* nope, brain's fried.), updates will be sporadic. I WILL, however, update for every day.
As I surf my Interwebs and steel myself for the isolation to come this week, Mom is going to the Home Depot to pick up various items. Once she gets back, we'll head back to the apartment and assemble more things, like the table. I'll move my TV and DVD player into my room, and complete the straightening up of things. And then I might even get time to nap. Trust me, that's big.
As I surf my Interwebs and steel myself for the isolation to come this week, Mom is going to the Home Depot to pick up various items. Once she gets back, we'll head back to the apartment and assemble more things, like the table. I'll move my TV and DVD player into my room, and complete the straightening up of things. And then I might even get time to nap. Trust me, that's big.
Day 0
Here was the plan:
7:00 AM: Leave the house
9:30 AM: Arrive at the apartment complex
9:45 AM: Receive keys, sign all necessary papers, and pay for the first month’s rent and the $400 pet deposit.
9:50 AM: Begin unloading items into apartment. The air and electricity had been turned on the day before, as had the Internet and TV, so life would be quite comfortable inside.
12:00 PM: Movers arrive, and stuff from the trailer magically appears in its respective rooms
1:00 PM: Movers leave, we leisurely unpack things and put together the Ikea furniture.
There’s dinner somewhere after that, and Mom and Daddy spend the night, then go home.
Simple, right?
But oh, my dear readers, our family is a family in which the unexpected happens.
So, we woke up at seven, and due to a flat tire on the trailer, we left at nine. Got there only to realize the Suddenlink guys forgot to mention that someone had to BE in the apartment first before they would install anything, so no Interwebs or satellite. The movers unloaded everything according to plan, and we toiled late into the night to get all the furniture built. The kitchen is stocked, the TV shows network channels, and the AC works (thank God). I’ve been trying to get in the routine of walking the dogs a few times a day, but it’s hard. At home, all I would do was open the back door. Meh. Though it’s still not done, it’s a great start. And now, to end this lovely entry, I shall sleep in my new queen-sized bed, in my new apartment.
7:00 AM: Leave the house
9:30 AM: Arrive at the apartment complex
9:45 AM: Receive keys, sign all necessary papers, and pay for the first month’s rent and the $400 pet deposit.
9:50 AM: Begin unloading items into apartment. The air and electricity had been turned on the day before, as had the Internet and TV, so life would be quite comfortable inside.
12:00 PM: Movers arrive, and stuff from the trailer magically appears in its respective rooms
1:00 PM: Movers leave, we leisurely unpack things and put together the Ikea furniture.
There’s dinner somewhere after that, and Mom and Daddy spend the night, then go home.
Simple, right?
But oh, my dear readers, our family is a family in which the unexpected happens.
So, we woke up at seven, and due to a flat tire on the trailer, we left at nine. Got there only to realize the Suddenlink guys forgot to mention that someone had to BE in the apartment first before they would install anything, so no Interwebs or satellite. The movers unloaded everything according to plan, and we toiled late into the night to get all the furniture built. The kitchen is stocked, the TV shows network channels, and the AC works (thank God). I’ve been trying to get in the routine of walking the dogs a few times a day, but it’s hard. At home, all I would do was open the back door. Meh. Though it’s still not done, it’s a great start. And now, to end this lovely entry, I shall sleep in my new queen-sized bed, in my new apartment.
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