Here's a song I made.

"ACS how I hate you
You're bringing down my GPA
Why did I decide to minor in you?
Bondage."

I mean bondage non-sexually. Really.

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Hunh. I always thought I was 50% Iowan.

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I bet the previous post gets me lots of sickos looking for porn :P

.....legions of sickos looking for porn who are annoyed from lack of said porn that I just called sickos who know my e-mail addy because I have it on here. Uh.....I didn't mean sickos. Uh....porn contributes to our economy. Yea.

And this post is highly ironic considering my oral sex donation link :P

So......who says this site is classy?

Heh.....after doing the drug thing to my blog, I HAD to go to this old site I remembered called "The Pornolizer" Yea...... So if profanity/sexual content offends you, please ignore the following.

So without further ado, I give you quotes from:

Angry "Mistress Shiva" White Girl "Bite Me" Blog

Cocaine "Butplug" Printer

(Yes, my inner monologue thrusts "and heroin" into an unclefucking lot of my thoughts)

The spanking song we had to talk after was Stroke 9's Inhalants "Dildo" Some Ass

On "buttplug" Assfucking

Phoe "Big Cock" Phoe-chan

Phoe "Give it to me" Phoe-chan

Her "Cock Sucker" Printer

it's more the fingerfucking shape of one of those novelty back unclefucks.

Phoe "Sniff-my-Ass" Phoe-chan

Yes: the definition of stupid is to declare your major in something, in order to have a licking career in sex fighting

Phoe "Cockboy" Phoe-chan

So I was cocksucking all over the place.

Silent "Fat Ass" Bob and Jay "Ball Buster" Strike Again

and he only had a unclefucking million other people in there drinking and motherfucking

Phoe "Airing the Orchid" Phoe-chan

Sex fights by: YACCS

I'm actually at the Bone "Up the Arse" Student Center right now

Replace "Fuck me for a Buck" Me With A squirting Monkey

British "Jerkoff" Nutter

Also: it did my guestbook, and all the nicknames make me laugh, so here they are

The Ho is "Mistress Anal," "Bastard," and "Son of a Whore"

I'm "Bust-a-Cunt", "Asshole, and "Pimp Mastah"

Also, North "Sniff My Ass" America amuses me.

---Cocaine Printer


Cocaine printer will pick up large amounts of a dosage unit of heroin instead of one sheet at a time unless cocaine feeds each individual sheet of a dosage unit of heroin in, one by one. Even then, this takes some finesse, otherwise it will crunch up the a dosage unit of heroin.

Sometimes it just starts printing out container of nonnarcotic powder that is sold as heroin PCP of a dosage unit of heroin, all on its own. I'm not sure why.

---Inner monologue

(yes, my inner monologue adds "and heroin" to a lot of my thoughts)

---On Radio

Actually, the producer presses the mescaline. This process is estimated to be automated by 2006.

The song we had to talk after was Stroke 9's Inhalants Some Ass

---On Direction

I don't know what the crack cocaine I want to do

If I ever do do it again, I should get my hands on some heroin tranquilizers or something.

They didn't tell me what the crack cocaine I was supposed to do until the day before we got together to put everything together, the night before the project was residue of oils trapped in a pipe after smoking base.

---On Packing

"*giggle* Well, I need a suitcase for clothes, a suitcase for miscellaneous heroin, and I could not do away with my suitcase for shoes *giggle*"

---Common Interests

"*giggle* You too? I do the same cocaine! *giggle*"

---On ISU's naming of buildings

I'm actually at the reverred Marijuana Student Center right now waiting for my dad to come back and pick me up.

----On Self-worth

Replace Me With A Cigarette made from cocaine paste and tobacco

Urgh. As most of my posts start, "I should be selling crack on a a dosage unit of heroin......"

--Angry Heroin Cocaine Blog

(I know that was longwinded, but there were so many good ones, I actuallly cut a lot out)

See, my blog is ALL about drugs, once you know how to decode it.

(Oh, and all of my links replace "crap" with "low quality heroin." My other low quality heroin, other people's low quality herion, funny low quality heroin......

heh.....

Woot, I know I'm lame, but I just hit my first ten thou @ TKEP

Heh, today in the shower I was thinking of my printer. (yes, I'm an odd duck) I was thinking, "I should blog about how funny me and my roommate's printers are, so that I'll remember how funny it is when I'm all old and stuff." (yes, my inner monologue adds "and stuff" to a lot of my thoughts)

Her Printer

Her printer will pick up large amounts of paper instead of one sheet at a time unless she feeds each individual sheet of paper in, one by one. Even then, this takes some finesse, otherwise it will crunch up the paper.

My Printer

Mine has more things wrong with it, but I still consider them less bad than having to load each individual sheet of paper one by one.

Huge. Mine is big, and I can't fit it in any of the shelves or deskspace in my stupid hole. This means I have it on the floor, right in front of my bed. Needless to say, I only trip over the damn thing 80 times a day. The printer is leading to some pretty creative cursing on my part. One time, I actually accidently kicked off the paper tray. It's not really tray shape, it's more the shape of one of those novelty back scratchers. So I didn't bother putting it back on, I figured it was more use as a novelty backscratcher. Only that led to my roommate's problem, it taking 80 sheets of paper at a time, so I had to put it back. Awww....

It won't cancel a print job, no matter how you beg, plead, or abuse it. I'm ALWAYS accidently printing things that have 80 pages in them, and deciding I don't want to. "Too bad," my printer says, "You're getting 80 pages of fun facts about Sartre!" Then it adds in a maniacal laugh. I don't appreciate that, it shows a lack of respect. Maybe I should kick it's backscratcher off again, that would show it!

Sometimes it prints things that are supposed to be black, blue. The profs think I'm a nonconformist now.

Sometimes (quite often, actually) it leaves little blobs of colored ink all over the page. The profs think I'm circus folk now.

Sometimes it just starts printing out blank sheets of paper, all on its own. I'm not sure why.


Times the number 80 has been used in this post: 80

Urgh..... I thought roommate had started being more decent about the napping thing.... but she's been napping since like 3 in the afternoon, and it's 8:30. I'm a real weirdo for being so uptight about this, but it's SO annoying.... *sigh*

Urgh..... I thought roommate had started being more decent about the napping thing.... but she's been napping since like 3 in the afternoon, and it's 8:30. I'm a real weirdo for being so uptight about this, but it's SO annoying.... *sigh*

.....and since the audition last night, I'm even questioning my major.

No, I'm not questioning it because of one stupid bad audition.... I'm questioning it because I want to be in production, and I finally found out what production was.

Yes: the definition of stupid is to declare your major in something, in order to have a career in something, and you didn't even know what the hell that something was.

See, I had this impression that production was something to do with content. Like, writing or administration or something. I should've gone into english, if I wanted to write: but I don't want to write all the lame ass papers they make you do, I'm drowning in papers already, without being a damn english major. I should've gone into business if I wanted to administrate: but I didn't want to get stuck into a dilbert comic. Really, for anyone out there choosing a major: unless you have some special skill at something, pick business, even if the thought of it makes you want to retch. Unless you're going to teach, or go into another highly demanded profession, the only major that you can usually find SOME sort of job in after college if your grades are decent is Business. They tell you to go to college so you can get a job, but the truth is that's only true if you go into business. Or a vocational school. Damn I wish I'd gone to a vocational school..... Shorter, cheaper.... I could be a plumber right now, making some decent cash.

Actually, the producer presses the buttons. This process is estimated to be automated by 2006. Yea. And DJing--as the audition shows, I'm completely unsuited to. And even if I was, it pays really shitty, and you don't even need to have had college to be one. If I wanted to be a DJ, I wouldn't have had to live in the hell that is ISU for the last two years, and pay them all my money. Plus, even if producing wasn't being automated, and DJing didn't suck, there's becoming less and less jobs for either in this country, because of another phenomenon: centralization. Lately, the law that limits how many radio stations someone can own was overturned. Now there are these HUGE corporations snapping up as many stations as they can throughout the country, putting as many "mom and pop" stations out of business as possible. Then, most of the production and DJing etc. gets done at the home office, and the local station runs on a skeleton crew. Meaning: less jobs.

But not only that, the trend disturbs me as a music listener. The last few years as this has happened, music on the radio gets more and more homogenous. Why? All the stations are owned by big corporations. None of them want to risk playing stuff that's unpopular. And it sucks even when the radio stations would be playing the same kind of stuff anyway: because lately, several of my local stations have joined up. This means I flip on the radio, and I get several duplicates. If one song's on one, it's in exactly the same place on the other station. Two stations have basically become one station on two different frequencies.

So.... I'm not going to have a job. I'm going to have to fall back on my computers minor. Only there aren't any computer jobs, because people have been told for so many years that computers are profitable and to go into them, that there is a glut in the market. And can a minor really compete with full blown majors anyway? Probably not.

I don't know what the hell I want to do, and am probably going to stay with this stupid major (even worse, I don't even know what the classes are like, I could hate them) so I can graduate on time. Or close to time, I pissed away a lot of time before I even chose a major.

Ugh god I suck. I did SO badly on the audition. Most of it was nerves.

1) I was generally awkward (uhms and uhhs and stuff). Also, I had this mad flashback to the speech course they made me take freshman year, where they really emphasized eyecontact. So I was looking all over the place. Which, wouldn't be that bad, if it didn't freaking take my mouth away from the mike, making my voice not come out very good.

2) The song we had to talk after was Stroke 9's Kick Some Ass. I was going to try and sound all smart by saying what album it's from, since I'm a Stroke 9 fan and thought it'd make me sound like I know what the hell I'm doing. Unfortunately, I contorted "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back" into "uh.... Silent Bob and Jay Strike Again." Or something horrible like that.

3) Public Service announcement. Not too great, not too bad.

4) Weather. Partway through, they start playing the next song, which they tell you they're going to do, but still freaked me out and I said "70 days" instead of "70" degrees.

5) Then we're supposed to announce the next song, and then say WZND Rock Station or whatever...... I got them backward. By this time I was panicing and wanted to get out of there, so U2's Elevation became, "NextsongElevationbyU2"

Oh how I loathe me. Roommate says I shouldn't let myself be discouraged, and go to another audition sometime, but I don't know if my self esteem could handle it. I feel like a jackass already, and I want to be in production not DJing anyway. And I get so damned nervous *sigh* If I ever do do it again, I should get my hands on some horse tranquilizers or something. Urgh.


AND, a lot of people there had worked at the radio station before. Not that that matters, because I sucked so much, but *sigh* I was really excited about this, too.

Welp: I signed up for an audition to be a "Rock DJ" at our student radio station.

1) EVERYTHING sounds better if you add "Rock" to it. If I get this, I'll feel far superior to regular DJ's
2) Actually there ARE a lot of people applying, so I probably won't get it, but I at least have to try
3) Wanda thinks I'm going to get cult status. Hell, I might as well put a countdown under the england thing about how long until I have a cult following :P
4) I don't really want to be a DJ, I'd rather be in production, but this gets my foot in the door. If I get it.
5) It WILL be a cool job anyway, if I get it. I LOVE music. And I'll actually be doing something. (The last two jobs I had were like, service oriented (retail, secretarial), and no one ever came in, and I'd be bored as all get out)

wish me luck! (I'll need it, I interview badly -- Walmart thought I was a druggie, the last time I applied there)

Oh and update to the latest post: I erased that evaluation. I don't like being a tattletale. (Read: I'm spineless)

It sucked. We coordinated our first meeting by email and I didn't know about it until the next day. They didn't tell me what the hell I was supposed to do until the day before we got together to put everything together, the night before the project was due. I had to sit there doing almost nothing for an hour and a half while they worked on it, drank beer, talked about getting wasted later, and said that an image map (which I'd be more than willing to do) was "a fucking waste of time" and how we wouldn't do one.

PS Dan wasn't too bad, it was mainly Jamie and Mike

The above is the evaluation of my ACS group that I'm turning in. And I was putting it mildly. They also sat around saying how ACS 160 (the class) was stupid and too fucking easy, and how ACS 168 (the class I'm going to take next) is stupid and too fucking hard. They're the damn ACS majors (computers), and THEY think it's pointless? What about me? I'm only a minor, and I actually registered for the class before I declared that. And I wasn't the one bitching.

I had to sit around while they did most of the coding. Coding we wouldn't have to sit around and do if we'd been able to coordinate it all at the first meeting. Instead, no one knew the template, or the file names to make the links back and forth work (it's an online tutorial thing). Hell, I didn't even know what I was doing until right before then. I did ONE little thing in that whole stupid time. And THAT was made harder by the fact that we were doing it at Jamie's place, and he only had a million other people in there drinking and talking, and his girlfriend in there doing one of his other projects FOR him. They all decided to get wasted afterwards, and kept talking about it. Mike intends to drive drunk tonight, the bastard. I REALLY wanted to bust some heads together.

This was preceded by a 2 1/2 hour meeting for my England trip. Only it was more socialization, a cookout. Burgers that we ate outside in the FREEZING cold, and then listened to the prof talk and talk and talk.

More bad: I was sitting next to all of these girls that I'm going to have to spend 3 weeks living together with in a foreign country. Girls who say such things as:

"*giggle* Well, I'm not taking my hairdryer, but I'm definately taking my curling iron. *giggle*"

"*giggle* Well, I'm taking my hairdryer, but not my curling iron. Let's share!."

"*giggle* Well, I brought the adapter for stuff. We can share that too! *giggle*"


"*giggle* Well, I need a suitcase for clothes, a suitcase for miscellaneous stuff, and I could not do away with my suitcase for shoes *giggle*"


"*giggle* The last time I went to England, I bought so many clothes I had to leave half of my old ones! *giggle*"

Even the other giggle girls were a bit taken aback at that one


"*giggle* I can never get up when my alarm goes off, I have to hit snooze over and over for about half an hour. *giggle*"

"*giggle* You too? I do the same thing! *giggle*"

"*giggle* Me too! *giggle*"


I find the last extremely annoying, as I have lived with someone who does that.

And other such comments. And they were so coated with makeup and hairspray that

1) I'm sure that when we're all dead they'll be perfectly preserved in some alien museum somewhere
2) I can just see me dying to get into the joint bathroom because I have to pee, but them taking forEVER in there fixing their hair and makeup.

Good: The girl who drove me home seems nice. There was this guy that laughed at a joke of mine at one of the other meetings, thus signifying that he doesn't think I'm a crazy bastard like the makeup women. There was a girl there who was all wanting to get in my convo with the professor about those shots they give to RH negative women who have RH positive children. The four annoying girls plan to room together, so I prolly won't have to share a bathroom with them.

Plus: I'M GOING TO ENGLAND!!!!! And I'm going to see MY EX CONJOINED TWIN!!!!!!

How cool is that?

Props to Laura for the script that's letting me put all sorts of different quotes in my window title.

Also: Better than Ezra ROCKS.

That is all.

Man I take too many of those.

Ha. Take THIS, ho!



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Whoa..... Those mispells in the last couple are sad. Oh well.

I think I'm getting carpal tunnel from standing up at a keyboard (no chairs for the omps at the bone, so you won't stand here and hog them forever during busy times, though of course no one else is here now) so I'm going to wander around now. Ciao.

Oh, and I think I screwed up my page yesterday, trying to put in a countdown script for my trip. I should've just stuck with stealing scripts from other people (who know what they're doing) like I always do, but noooooooo, I had to try this one out of my book. I took the script back off, but I'm still getting that little "errors on page" thing at the bottom, grr.

Grrr.......... I just went to my 4 hour Int'l studies meeting (basically, how not to embarrass ISU in foreign countries), and it was actually yesterday. I'm actually at the reverred Bone Student Center right now waiting for my dad to come back and pick me up. So, I missed the meeting, wasted time, and looked dumb in front of the cute information desk guy. That last one wasn't that important. I just feel dumb in general. When I called up my mom to tell her to send dad back when he gets home, she all acted like I was a total dumbass. Oh, and I'm SO not telling the prof that's directing my trip. I missed one of his personal meetings last week and he acted like it was a travesty. Man, if I keep going on this way, I'm going to get lost in the Underground when I get over there, and never be seen again. *sigh*

anyway, this is a way to pass time while I wait for my dad :P Godd bless the computers in bone.

Hunh. Talia came across this blog the other day and it reminded her of me. Heh, I'm kind of flattered, the guy writes really well. I think the main similarity is we complain about how crappy our respective colleges are. I showed it to Wanda and she agreed that it was very me-ish. Except more violent. That reminded her of this other blog that we both read. Then we realized how lame we were for having one guy's blog remind us of another guy's blog.

Blogging and blog-reading are fun.

Here's how I think the votes would go down if everyone i knew voted on whether or not to:

Replace Me With A Monkey

Yes. I think of this.

Roommate: Pro Me. I can be annoying sometimes, but I can also be fun. Also, monkeys smell and we live in a very small room.
Mom: Pro Monkey. Monkeys are easier to control. My sister's dog is already practically more beloved than me, setting up a precedent.
Dad: Pro Me, but he would unfortunately be forced to vote pro monkey by my mom, or else have his life turned into a living hell. Final Decision: Pro Monkey
Sister: Difficult to decide, but Mom's strong-arming eventually forces her to decide: Pro Monkey
Uber-religious friends I had in highschool: Hard to decide. One time I said whoopass in front of them. While monkeys do not curse, they do masterbate in public. Final Decision: Pro Monkey
Online Friends: Pro Me. Monkeys can't type as well. Kin says he would miss my "witty candor."

I refuse to be replaced with anything less than a chimpanzee.

Oh, and I got back the Music Therapy research paper I was agonizing over. I got an A.

I sure pulled the wool over his eyes ;)

Actually, he's an alright guy. Except he sniffs between every other word.

God, this is SO work avoid-tion.

Please, please don't make me write any papers......

I'm also feeling kind of sick. Damn IBS.

Urgh. As most of my posts start, "I should be working on a paper......"

I've got as far as the title "Freud's Faith in Progress (or lack thereof)"

It's four pages (really not that much, but this has to be QUALITY BS cos the history prof grades hard), and I have to get them done by Monday. And I have this hugely long meeting on Sunday that they won't let me miss, for my England trip. Sigh. Oh, and plus, my ACS group proj. is due on Tues, and I STILL don't know what the hell I'm doing. Bastards.

And I have to have a novel read by weds and some sartre, and another philosophy paper coming up soon, and a take home philosophy essay test due soon, and then finals...... I will be SO glad when the term's over.

Circus: GOOD. The Gamma Phi is college students, but they are either SO talented or worked SO hard, because it looked SO professional. I was all like, "Eh....do I really want to go to a circus? Especially an amateur circus?" but it was GOOD. Go roommate for wanting me to come with her. And Harry Potter was alright. I liked it a lot better the second time, I think being stood up ruined it for me last time. Though I notice new plot holes every time, heh....

And today.....I had to go back to school (I'm at home) to get my Freud book. I forgot it when I went home. I forgot it when I came back for the circus and then came home. So now I have it. And I was like..... "Well, why not get that Better Than Ezra CD I've been wanting while I'm out?" Yea, I'm horrible.

But now I have some cool new tunes to do do my work to (or to blog to while I should be doing my work, anyway. Nguh!)

I'm going to the circus tonight. And to see Harry Potter again.

I don't really like Harry Potter, but I agreed to go there if she agreed to see Monster's Inc with me.

All I have to say is that if I get stood up a second time at Harry Potter, and stood up at a circus to boot: that I'm a REAL loser.

Yay, they're up again.

Ugh.... Do I no longer have comments? Man I hope I still do....

Which Colossal Death Robot Are You?

Look in a mirror and feel the evil. Then eat the mirror. You eat mirrors for breakfast. You are a badass death robot. You busted on Optimus Prime. You. Are. Megatron. Go outside and burn some animals, because you're worth it.

What kind of drunk are you?

Which annoying B-list celebrity are you?


You're Lenny Henry. Awooga, or something.

Here's the thing. You were - until you disappeared from the limelight, relatively recently - one of Britain's best loved comedians. Why? Why? Your schtick seemed to entirely consist of talking in a Jamaican accent, talking in a very deep American soul singer accent, and showing your teeth and the whites of your eyes. What's that about? Isn't that some kind of racism? As the best known black man in Britain, shouldn't you not do that kind of thing? Tell me! Tell me!

Nonetheless, it's who you are. You're him. You are Lenny. And you do get kudos for being married to Dawn French, who almost nobody would deny has some sort of cool. You are also heavily involved with Comic Relief, which is a worthy charity, and you collaborated with Neil Gaiman on the fantasy TV series Neverwhere. Go figure.

My Mormon name is Amberly Lovell!
What's yours?

God I hate school.

More specifically:

Group Projects. Can't live with them.... But you'll flunk the class if you refuse to live with them.

I miss ONE stinking meeting (Yea, I thought it was today when it was actually yesterday) and I'm OUT of the loop. I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to be doing, and it really sucks, especially for an anal retentive control freak such as myself. Nugh!

I got my philosophy paper done, finally. It's on whether or not you'd still be you if they took your brain out, cut it in half, and put each half in the head of two identical clones to you. Yes, I hate that class.

Onto history paper: it'll probably be about Freud. I've got Freud coming out of my ears lately, what with studying him in both history and psych. So I figure I know enough about the dude to write a decent paper on him. Well, on what he thinks about civilization. I don't agree with him about most things, but yes: he's right about civilization being fucked up.

Depressing.

Heh, though I should be writing a paper, I broke down and did some coding on this page that I've been wanting to do for a long time.

I've changed the header with the rocks into an image map with some completely random links. (Each square is a different link) Why?

1) The rocks are pretty random, so this goes with it
2) I just learned how to do image maps today. I was drunk with the glory of learning. Or....I just didn't know how to do it until today. You pick.
3) I thought I'd put up some "easter eggs" I wonder if anyone ever notices :P

Well, I mean, they'll notice now, because I'm saying it. But after it gets buried in my archives. Or if I change the links.

Bah, honestly, I just didn't want to do my paper, and the above is rationalization. :P

Whoo! Thanks to mucho helpful Laura, I have fixed my links so they look a lot more tidy. And take up less space. Aren't they snazzy? Don't you want to click them? I KNOW you want to click them. Come on.... all the other kids are clicking them..... doesn't it look like so much fun?

Oh, and they're all "crap" now too. Why? Because I felt like it, dammit. So if your site's in there, and you resent being called crap, mauahahahaha, there's nothing you can do about it. Except sue me. Please don't sue me.

I've also replaced the header that used to have planets and crap with the original one, because when I added the planets, it made the stuff around it grey, which looked kind of weird. This is one of the many examples of why I shouldn't try to deviate too much from pre-formatted templates :P

LOL, I just flipped on HBO, and there's the noodle movie. Creepy.

Screw it, I'm skipping.

Please....

.....don't make me go to philosophy class. The woman just reads her handouts to us every day. And it's SUCH a beautiful day out.

I rented Dead Poet's Society last night. Good movie, I'd never seen it in its entirety before.

I'd actually been going for this movie that came out not that long ago, with Ashley Judd and Hugh Jackman in it (no, I don't know the name). My roommate and I just remember the ads for it, because they were feeding each other noodles, and it was supposed to be "sexy" but we just thought that was funny. Anyway, we'd come across it at the library when we rented something else. The next time we were in a renting mood, we decided to get "the noodle movie" as we have dubbed it (We've been getting a lot of depressing/weird things lately, so we wanted something cheerful). But it was gone. And it was gone again last night. So I saw DPS and got it. Oh, and I Post-It'ted while I was there.

Anyway, I've decided my history prof has a "dead poet society complex." He's always saying "carpe diem." And I think he thinks he'll make us love history. Which, I loved history already, I don't know if the others in the class like it now. It's really a gen ed class, so there's only one history major. And I only took it because I freaked out last semester and took all sorts of extraneous classes to avoid choosing a major. Oh well. At least the poor guy's got us (me and the history major).

Last night was.........nice. I had been studying, and my legs were getting cramped because of the position I had to put them to get to hold my reading lamp (putting the desk lamp on a desk is too logical for me), so I decided to take a walk. It was beautiful.

The weather was beautiful out all day, but a tad warm until dusk, which is about when I went out for my evening constitutional. The sky was the most beautiful azure "sky blue" I've ever seen, and the quad was great too. I have to say, that despite the lackwits' greatest attempts to ruin it by driving all over the grass and putting up crazy statues, the quad is one of the few things I appreciate about the school. It's like living next to a little park. All around, people loitered around enjoying the weather. Catch, frisbee, guitar practice, study......

And spring on the quad is great...... they have flowering trees planted all over, and they're all just starting to bloom. The flowers reminded me of last spring on the quad. They reminded me of my awful ag class in Turner last spring, practically the farthest point on campus away from where I live. Though I hated Turner at the time, it was really beautiful. Since it was kind of out in the middle of nowhere, it again had the "little park" effect on me, and they had the best flowering trees over there. And though kids usually aren't my thing, they had a little group of them at the back of Turner for day care always, and their laughter was always pleasant. They also remind me of my french teacher, who had been taking photos of the flowers last spring when she stopped to talk to me. It was nice to know that at least one prof hadn't forgotten me/bothered to get my name right in the first place. We talked and talked for almost a half hour, right there on the quad. One thing we talked about was my major and what I'm going to do with my life. She told me about her life, and how she thinks God helps us all find our way. Though I'm not religious, it made me feel better.

As it got darker and darker outside, the sky was still a gorgeous blue, though shaded. The trees were silhoutted against the sky, and more and more lights in the class buildings blinked out, while more and more street lamps winked on, as did the stars. Cook Hall, our concrete castle, lost it's artificial, fakey look.

All of that, and a CD to go with it (Saves The Day--Stay What You Are, for me) is heaven. Though STD (heh, I just noticed they have the same acronym as sexually transmitted disease) is a bit crass for such a night, I mostly ignored the lyrics and focused on the music. I think pop-punk is in my brain rhythms, it calms me down more than significantly slower music.


I felt like I belonged.


Yea, that was mushy, but I do want to remember some of the good times when i go back and read these :P

Hey, visit Ask Minerva. And ASK her something. PLEASE.

That is all.

Hell yea! The Brunching Shuttlecock's Geek hierarchy has been revised, to add "trekkies who get married in klingon garb"



But, even more excitingly, they've made a HUGE geek hierarchy chart that adds even more things, such as "Amateur SF/Fantasy Artists Who Can't Get Breasts Right (Nearly All of Them)" and "People Who Buy Expensive "Replicas" of Fictional Fantasy Swords."

AND, a FAQ (FPQ, actually) of questions, to help explain the chart more fully.

I loved the old Geek Hierachy, and I'm loving version 2.0 even more. Huzzah.

Hey, i've put up some drop down menus on the left....... Does anyone know how to make them equal size? If so, pleeeeease tell me :D

Well, because 1) I don't want to do my work and 2) I'm thinking of deleting them out of my e-mail and 3) I need to brag, I'm listing out my oral. Whoo!

Person	Number	Comments
Talia	1	hey, why not? it's at least SOMETHING :-p
Greg the Bunny	1	You said you didn't like big tongues....so only one.
Wanda	10	You were moaning about having no dontations. Quit whining!
"Sean"	5	Just lie back and enjoy.
Wanda	12	(on valentine's day) For Valentine's Day most people send a dozen red roses...
Wanda	20	(on my birthday) Your age in oral sex! Can't say fairer than that!
"Sean"	99	(on my birthday) ...seeing that it's your birthday and all.
"Trent"	1	i'm adept at oral sex on girls. best you've ever had.
Greg the Bunny	99	I'd give more if I could. I live to please.
"Marcus"	1	spread 'em!
Wanda	13	They're congratulatory on being so damn sexy :oP
"Marcus"	2 for some of my joint blogs	spread 'em!
"Tom"	3	Hey, I'd give you more, but I hardly know you.
Greg the Bunny	50	I love to give.
"Marcus"	4	mmMMM, that is good!
Wanda	2	One for each non-pity link you've got ;oP

Just now I realized how sick it is to give one of my biggest oral donators the nickname of a puppet. Oh well. The felt just feels good.

Yea, I know it's a crappy table, but once I realized that, it was done, and I didn't want to do it over again.

Yea, and I don't know why it's creating that huge blank space in front of the table. I've deleted all the line breaks I can, so deal with it :P

Take the What Kind of Slacker are you? Quiz

Well......I haven't really gotten a chance to blog lately. Well, REALLY blog. (I always have time to take lame online tests and post up vapo-rub FAQs). Mostly I've been spending my time writing this huge term paper on Music therapy (ugh. Well, not ugh at music therapy, music therapy is cool. Ugh at huge term papers). It's been a thorn in my side for awhile. And, it's got me backed up on all my other work, which means next week I have a test and two other papers due (smaller, papers, fortunately), and a heap of reading for my history class. So.....prolly more half-hearted/no-hearted blogging for awhile. The other time, I'm spending mooning over a guy in my psych class. (Yesterday, we were doing ink blots, and one of them looked like a transformer, and so I yelled out, "Optimus Prime!" and he was the only person who laughed)

Anyway, I really wanted to post that I've been LINKED to! It's my first non pity link! (Yea, I used to have a non-pity link, but then the guy took it off, so I have to start over again). The site is pretty much nothing BUT links (as far as I know, he might have added since I looked last week, he's informed me it's a work in progress) but they're cool links, and I'm not just saying that because I'm one of them. So visit. And please, donate the man some oral.

	You are Kermit! Though you're technically the star, you're pretty mellow and don't mind letting others share the spotlight. You are also something of a dreamer.
Take the What Muppet Are You? Quiz!

Heh.....what prompted me to go and do that is I was reading old e-mail, and found one that the ho had done, and it was hilarious, and so I'm posting it so I won't forget it, too.

Your Pitch:
Deep in the Arctic Circle, a caribou-hunting party has come across an ancient ruin that could be the death of us all! When Alaskan Eskimo Hudge Faboo (Ben Affleck) and his wife Coallie (Matt Damon) found the ancient igloo, they were properly reverent, properly humble. But inside the enormous structure, they discovered their worst nightmares, ice werewolves! But these were no ordinary werewolves, they were smart, they were organized, and their leader, Muckabuckaboo (Ben Stiller) had a plan to destroy humanity! Now the hunting party is trapped within the walls of this ancient ice fortress as Muckabuckaboo and his fellow werewolves hunt them down to stop them from warning the rest of the world! Does humanity have a chance against these mythical beasts? Don't miss the amazingly exciting new film, Attack of the Killer Leprechauns!!

Defense lawyer Mitch Glub (Orlando Bloom) was excited about his trip to the ancient Viking ruins of Norway. The trip started out well when he met native Norwegian Helga Sveldbarrd (Elijah Wood) and gotten into her bed on the first night. But his dream vacation was about to become a living nightmare! Mitch and Helga joined a Portuguese tourist group, led by Portuguese tourist guide Marcos (Marlon Brando) and set out for the ruins. But there was more awaiting this group than ancient Viking ruins. For the group's trip coincided with the full moon settling in the house of Leo on the Summer Solstice for the first time in a century. And that was the signal the cats were waiting for. The humans had ruled the Earth for long enough, it was time for the cats to begin their reign of terror! Soon, the Portuguese group, along with Mitch and Helga, arrive at the ancient ruins only to be overcome by feline fury! As Portuguese tourists are mauled limb by limb, and blood soaks the ground, Mitch, Helga and Marcos must find a way to stop the demonic advance of these kitties! It's terror with a fur ball in the shocking new tale of gore, Horizon!

Monster Pitch

E! just described the characters on the Addams Family as "macabre." What have they been smoking?

I bet the Munsters are "grotesque."

Actual

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I've always wondered why I can't eat vapo rub.

If you love pooh.......

the above link is prolly too sick for you! :P

(whoops.....newly edited so the link will load, heh)

I hate school. I hate papers. I hate 12 page long papers that have to have 12 sources, only I have really crappy sources because all the good ones are on microfiche, and I do NOT want spend my time reading through enough articles on microfiche to find 12 decent ones. I hate myself for pissing away what little time I DO have to work on this paper thanks to earlier pissing away of time, although what I was doing last night WAS pretty fun (after I exhausted all baby name options related to "Cool Mo D" last night, I spent a sadly large amount of time looking up foreign curse words/insults as baby names. If they name their kid the Norwegian word for "wanking gnome" it'll all be worth it, though), though I've pissed away a lot of my paper time doing nothing, and I'm pissing it away now typing this.

hah, I'm peppering my pseudo-ex with such baby name reccomendations as "Cool Mo D," "Kool Mo D," and "Kewl Mo D." The beauty of it is, it's unisex!

Go here if you want to work out some frustration. Mucho goodo.

Good movie, but not someone I identify with :P


Which Angelina Are You?

Find out which LifeSaver you are.

I'm noticing a creepy theme here......

I taste like Nuclear Waste. Delicious. Tasting like nuclear waste is a good thing - nothing bites me, nothing eats me, few things even touch me. I appreciate the solitude my harsh exterior brings. What Flavour Are You?

Were I not nuclear waste, I'd be:

Mmm, I am Lemon Flavoured. I am bitter and twisted. Expect from me acerbic humour and sharp commentary. While I may seem nasty at first, I'm actually quite good company if I like you, so long as you don't mind a bit of cutting to the chase. What Flavour Are You?

*sigh* Sadly accurate. I hate onions.


I'm an Onion! Sour, spicy, nasty tasting, and the ability to make people cry all come natural to me. I'm not really an evil person who's not much of a social butterfly but rather a loner who sits and writhes in my pool of solutide all day, which I love.

Take the Vegetable Quiz by Krysten!

I'm not so fond of twister.


I am likely very tall, with a passion for twister. I am also a very nice person. Of course I could just be making that up and saying it to make this sound more like a personality test answer.


Take the What Feminine Protection Product Would You Be? Quiz

Eugh...I'm so tired of writing papers (finished one last night, have a 12 page one due mon). I never liked writing them, but I've gotten so that I loathe them. I find them repulsive. And I hate going to class, too. I think it's becoming a phobia or something, it's such a strong aversion. I think a MILLION times about just taking a bad grade instead of doing it. I wait till the VERY LAST minute to do papers, and then I don't have enough time for them. I mean, I always put them off..... but now it's like......whoa.

I'm in favor of:

More tests. Less papers.

Friend says I'm just burntout, and summer will help. I hope so.

"I can't help it
I'm a quitter
from inside I'm
cold and bitter"

Yea, I stole all these from mah homie

Are you Addicted to the Internet? 44% Average@Internet-User.com (41% - 60%) You seem to have a healthy balance in your life when it comes to the internet and life away from the computer. You know enough to do what you want online without looking like an idiot (most of the time). You even have your own Yahoo club or online journal! But you enjoy seeing your friends and going out to enjoy life away from your computer. The Are you Addicted to the Internet? Quiz at Stvlive.com!

The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz

Well, I am pretty whiney.


discover what candy you are @ stvlive.com

Ha! Lies, all lies!

Green You are a very calm and contemplative person. Others are drawn to your peaceful, nurturing nature. Find out your color at Stvlive.com!

"I choose my company by the beating of their hearts, not the swelling of their heads."

"You can be any way that you want to be, how I'll be, that's up to me"

I signed up for the Peer to Peer Review Project, which means I review a blog, and someone else reviews my blog, and they all get posted somewhere. Anyhoos, we also post our review on our blog, along with a link to the blog we're reviewing. So here goes:

Thribble

This blog has much to offer. The layout is clear and uncluttered, making it easily navigable. The colorscheme goes together well, and is easy to read off of. The posts are short and sweet, many centering around links, interspersed with posts that describe what the author’s been doing that day. The links are generally “quirky” news articles, BBC features, and other random pages relating to what the author finds interesting. Links featured on the sidebar include other blogs, what the author is currently reading, radio links, and charity/cause sites.

I did not find this site to be to my tastes necessarily, because most of the author’s comments about himself are rather brief and uninformative, citing more trivial events in his life, such as what he’s watching on TV, and what he’s bought lately. However, the site would probably be more interesting to a British reader, than to me (American), because many of the references to things he has bought or seen are British, and do not strike a chord for me. Also, some of the things he links too are not overly appealing to a general audience, once again many of them are British, but even when they aren’t they still do not appeal to a wide audience.

However, this site is a refreshing departure from blogs where the author does not know grammar or spelling or why he/she has no friends. I think that this site could be very interesting for someone interested in offbeat news stories, British news/products, online personality tests, some mainstream news, and a few bits of pop-culture.

Lately, the display that shows what floor you are on in the elevator is broken. I don't mind going up too much, though I'm always sure I'm going to be an ass and get off at the wrong floor. Going down, though, I'm always thinking that the elevator isn't going to stop, we're going to go deep into the bowels of the earth, and I won't know, because the number thing is broken.

I told my roommate, and she's like, "I always knew ISU was connected to hell."

Take the 100 Acre Personality Quiz!

Heh. I probably had that coming.

I am so nerdy. I'm a pig, my room is a sty, I can never find anything.

But I just LOVE to arrange and rearrange my CD's. They used to be alphabetized, even.

Now, I like to put them with what "goes together." Which is even more fun, because then I can arrange and rearrange. The alphabet's pretty static.

So yes, I skipped class to rearrange my CD's, even though I'm a slob in most respects. And it was fun, goshdarnit.

Right now my punk is all together, except I didn't have enough room, so I had to put it in another one, and then I decided which punk goes where blah blah.... some of the punk is next to alt country. It was agonizing deciding what goes in piles, and what gets the honor of being in the CD case (I have too many CD's :P). Agonizing in a GOOD way.

The funny part is, most of my favorites end up in a pile, for easy access. But at the beginning, I like to put them in the shelf, next to their family (the other good cd's).

I just thought I'd put this post in so that years from now when I'm reading back through my archives, it won't all be depressing crap. :P