Soundtrack of my Life (idea stolen from this guy)

It was REALLY hard to narrow down some of them. And others, it was a struggle getting just one.


opening credits: Amphetamine by Everclear
waking-up scene: Daysleeper by REM
average-day scene: Best Imitation of Myself by Ben Folds Five
best-friend scene: Last Night by The Strokes
first-date scene: Rock Show by Blink 182
falling-in-love scene: F.N.T. by Semisonic
love scene: Everlong by The Foo Fighters
fight-with-friend scene: Yeah, Whatever by Splender
break up scene: There are lots of good breakup songs I thought of, but I have to go with the obvious, Song For the Dumped by Ben Folds Five
get-back-together scene: I’m a Fool by American Hi-Fi
fights-at-home scene: Something’s Always Wrong by Toad The Wet Sprocket
'life's okay' scene: Back Door by CCR
heartbreak scene: Shimmer by Fuel
having fun and doing stupid things with friends scene: Pretty Fly For a White Guy by The Offspring
lovesick scene: Strange and Beautiful by Aqualung
mental-breakdown scene: Pardon Me by Incubus
happy realization scene: Out of Routine by Idlewild
driving scene: Open Road Song by Eve 6/The Vast Spoils of America by Saves the Day
lesson-learning scene: Little Discourage by Idlewild
deep-thought scene: Scarborough Fair/Canticle by Simon and Garfunkel
flashback scene: Little Things by Good Charlotte
party scene: Fight For Your Right To Party by The Beastie Boys
regret scene aka the ''i fucked up and now im really really sorry and i feel like shit about it' scene: My Own Worst Enemy by Lit
happy-dance song: Whoop There it Is by Tag Team
long-night-alone scene: Lucky Denver Mint by Jimmy Eat World
closing credits: Rockin’ The Suburbs by Ben Folds Five

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. Stupid piece of crap ISU advisors. Today, I learned of the perfect minor for me: Cinema Studies.

I would've jumped on this minor even a semester ago. But now..... I'd have to get 18 hours of courses done in one semester (plus all the work I still have left in my major) if I wanted to graduate on time. Hell, even if I COULD breathe under a massive load like that, I couldn't take them all at once anyway because of prereqs.

I HATE my current minor. HATE it. I said awhile ago "I will kill myself if I have to take 169 again." Well I DO have to take 169 again. And it SUCKS ASS. But I stuck with it because I wanted to graduate on time/didn't know of any minors that were all that great anyway.

Well, if I'd known about cinema studies, I would've switched, despite graduating slightly slower. As opposed to now, when switching would put me GROSSLY BEHIND. Which would be kind of a problem if I even liked college, but especially sucks because I HATE IT AT THIS HELLHOLE.

I only even learned of the minor just now from someone who had it. My shitty, shitty advisors never breathed a word of this to me. BASTARDS. BASTARDS.

I'm going to talk to an advisor (even though they're bastards) tomorrow about maybe switching, if it's possible at all.... which I doubt it is. GAAAH.

Well, I thought I was done with papers for this semester.

But no, I have to write a 4-6 page paper analyzing a movie for Media Writing.

For a long time I've been thinking of this (even before I knew it'd be so loooong) and I had pretty much decided on Pleasantville. It's classier than most movies I'm into, it's not going to be a movie every moron in my class is going to pick, and I have seen it several times and know it pretty well.

But today, I was like, I should do something totally unclassy. And not popular unclassy. Just plain goofy, but loveable, like Honey I Shrunk The Kids or something. Or The Cutting Edge. Or a kids movie.

Or do something truly awful like a Vin Diesel movie and really tear into how horrible it is. Can you see the prof having to wade thru a 6 page paper on like, Pokemon: The Movie or The Scorpion King? (yes, I know--neither of these feature Vin, but I just thought of them) Difficult decision.

It's weird, I've gotten a lot of positive feedback on my sitcom from friends, I'm interested in seeing what the prof has to say about it.

In fact, several people were all, "You should really make it! And MC Hammer's not doing anything, you could probaby give him a $20, and he'd star in it in a minute!" Now I all wish I DID have the resources to make it. Maybe someday.

And if it did get popular, E! would do a thing on it, and they'd be like, "How did you come up with such a great idea?" and I could be like, "It was a school project. I got a B. I think the prof would agree now that it's A material. *arrogant laugh*"

(I did get a B on the first article. Possibly I'll get an A on this *crosses fingers*)

Hmm, lots of my prof's have been story-y lately. Today the TV prof took time out of class to tell us about this criminal guy who ran into a wall because he was too busy cussing out reporters to look where he was going.

Good times.

You've gotta love a professor that tells the class a story about how he blew himself up trying to set fire to several groundhog holes.

Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
Have you looked at my sitcom?
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says:
Not yet.
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says
You should. it's aaaawesome
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says:
I'll take your word for it until I have time to read it
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
*sad face*
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says
Beh
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says:
I'm self-pitying here!
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
but it would cheer you up
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
I make fun of an 80's rap icon
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
no better cure for heartache
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says:
LOL
Phoe - I'm hip hop (on paper) says:
I'll make fun of Sir Mix a Lot for you next, if you want
Wanda ~ Misfit, I sit, lit up, wicked says:
Who?

Wooo! Done with my sitcom.

e-mail me if you want to read it (self esteem requires me to pretend someone will want to read it besides the people I'm going to foist it on anyway)

I rocked the radio practical!

I got a 90%, when I hadn't looked at the sheet for months!

And it wasn't like, stuff we did every day in radio class. It was crazy crap, like putting tone on carts. WOOOO! Go me! And go my nice Lab Instructor for giving partial credit on things!

Argh. I promised myself I wouldn't get into A Simple Plan.

Also: a couple other problems with the sitcom

1) Slang. I'm finding it very difficult to write the English drummer's English slang. I'm also finding it difficult to write the lead singer's street-slang. I'd dispose of at least the lead singer's slang, but if I write it the way I generally write things, the lead singer and the bassist (who talks regular) sound like the same person. Hell, even with the slang, the English girl gets kind of cardboardy too. My problem is I have troubles making characters say something different from what I'd say if I were in that same situation. So it's like regular me (bassist), street-slang me (lead singer), English me (drummer) as opposed to regular me, regular me, regular me. But I'm bad at the slang.

2) Resolving the plot. Getting MC Hammer out of their house. Proving difficult. I was originally trying to find a way for them to remove the reason they even let Hammer in the house (he's blackmailing the bassist with pictures of him in a mullet), but I wasn't sure how to go about that. I've had several other good suggestions: have Eminem come over and scare him out, get MC Hammer to join the latest Eagles reunion tour.... But those both sound sort of deus ex machina. (Yeah, I can't believe I used a term with "god" in it to describe Don Henley and Eminem either)

3) My characters are TRYING to be funny, because I'm trying to be funny. Like always, I just have them sitting around and insulting each other while the occaisional little thing happens to them. I should work harder to make the characters do things instead of just have them happen to them. Also, my character's reactions to the situation should be funny, rather than them trying to be funny. That is why it's a "situation comedy."

All of this: easier said than done. easier said than written, anyway....

So I had my lunch with the prof from my England trip, Igraine, Chris, and Cory.

Good times. It's weird how sometimes you don't realize how much you miss a person until you see him/her again. It was nice.

But while I sat there, with among other people, 2 prospective lawyers who make great grades, one complaining about how she couldn't fit all of the relevant information on her resume, me knowing I have to pad to make a one page resume. Going to be kicked out of the honors program for failing 169. Etc. I began to feel kind of bad about myself. What in the hell have I been doing the last 3 years?

The prof was really nice, though. Somehow the group got on the subject of reference letters, and I ended up mentioning that he was probably the only prof I could put on anything. I've failed to maintain friendships with the few profs who have any idea whatsoever who I am, I guess. Anyway, he said that he doesn't like to do reference letters for people unless he thinks he could write a really strong one, and I was like, "could you write a really strong one for me?" and he said he could. So I know where to go if I need a reference, I guess.

Also: I got to mentioning the sitcom I'm writing. Igraine pulled a "what in the hell are you on?" face when I mentioned some of the jokes I thought were funniest, worrying me, but since then I've talked to a few other people, and they think it's funny. Also, someone said something about seeing it on the air someday, and I was like, "Yeah, I'd be surprised." The prof was like, "I'd be surprised if it didn't get on the air someday. You are one of the brightest, most creative students I've ever had." That totally warmed the cockles of my heart. Though at the same time I'm a bit suspicious of it. He's never read any of my creative writing. A lot of people say nice things about my writing, but they're all my friends. Strangers, such as the people I worked with on the radio proj, seem a bit turned off by my writing ideas. I always wonder who's opinion is closer to the truth......

Oh well. Time to get to class.

Well I actually managed to start my sitcom last night. It's probably not professional caliber, but it's pretty damn good for a single inexperienced writer. I ended up going with "MC Hammer as unpleasant houseguest." I actually started with "the Itching Monkey Dogs volunteer as Big Brothers/Big Sisters," but nothing would come. But I have 3 or 4 scenes of MC Hammer being unpleasant, so woo, way to be unpleasant MC Hammer. I also have to write a bit of description/action of the chars while their not talking into the script, but that should also be easy.

Best of all, it's not as long as I thought it would be. 10 pages is a lot, but it's about half as much in the script form he wants us to use. The only long/difficult part will probably be the treatment, where I explain the whole plot of the show. We're supposed to do that before we write the script, of course, but I'm a rebel, man.

I'm trying to write a monkeesesque sitcom for my final project in Media Writing starring a band I made up called "The Itching Monkey Dogs." The only problem is while I'm pretty good at characters, I suck at plot. And even when I come up with plots i'm not sure how to execute them. Or which to pick. So here are my plot ideas, and I value input from anyone who leaves a comment:

--Every sitcom at one point or other has the episode with "the unpleasant houseguest." I was originally thinking of M.C. Hammer being the unpleasant houseguest, but my mom also had a the amusing idea of one of the Itching Monkey Dog's Grandmas being the unpleasant houseguest

--The tourbus breaks down in the middle of a small town

--The Itching Monkey Dogs go back in time. Possibly the bassist ends up being his own grandfather, though I probably couldn't get away with this because I stole the idea from Futurama. Possibly they end up meeting The Monkees, which I think would be hilarious but i don't know if I could write it very well because I don't remember specifics about the Monkees or the 70's.

--The Itching Monkey Dogs volunteer to be Big Brothers/Big Sisters

--The Itching Monkey Dogs go on a cruise.

--The Itching Monkey Dogs go to Vegas. Possibly meet Wayne Newton

Several of these my mom actually came up with. She's actually a much better idea person than me.

the spirited part


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I signed up for another e-mail address, so now Oral Sex is properly working again. So if anyone sent me any in the last couple weeks, resend bay-bee!

I'm #3 on google for: pee sex in leg braces

That doesn't count the sponsored link: Proud to be Perverts - See our Pee Sex action! Which you better appreciate the humor in that, because I acidently clicked on that when I was trying to copy it over here and my history/cache is going to keep it in there, and people are going to think I like pee sex action, and it's all your fault!

Also amusing, #2: Trek Nation: a Night In Sickbay. hits like these make me truly, truly disturbed.

I'm #10 on google for: pee sex and teeth braces

Okay, thinking this was the same person, and they were stupid enough to click on my non pee sex related site again. Which, how dumb are you not to click on the pee sex action link, and instead continue 10 down to:

Blogspot * get rid of this ad here
... Which annoys me, because braces hurt a lot, and it'll be for ... I have not brushed my
teeth in four months. ... cup in Coach McGuirk's hand* you want me to pee in that ...

All I'm asking is that the pervs of the world get a bit smarter....

Argh--The TV proj we've been working on ALL SEMESTER almost got derailed. See, our group has to hook up with a member of the advanced class, when there's time in the edit room, to edit together all the footage.

Yeah, too bad we were almost the last group done filming, and didn't talk to someone about hooking up with the advanced students until almost a week later than that, even. Gah, we almost ended up with nothing. And I was especially annoyed, because I was the one who ended up having to call up all these random advanced students we don't know. I hate talking to strangers on the phone.

Anyway, I finally hooked us up, so we'll (HOPEFULLY) be done Wednesday of the last possible week of class. Yeah.

I also have to write a 10 or more page part of a sitcom about the fake band the Itching Monkey Dogs this weekend/last week. *sigh* at least my radio final proj is done.

After all of that, I'll be done...... for like a week, until I have to start summer school. Yay.......

Talia: how is it being in love with Mister Constantinople?
Phoemeister: lol... I really do like him. And I have talked to him a couple times in this other class I have with him. And I know he has the same taste in movies as I do, because we always have to talk about movies in that class
Talia: aww have I heard you mention him before?
Phoemeister: Maybe. Neil?
Talia: nope, I remember a Will for some reason'
Phoemeister: Yeah, Will's the guy in ACS that I'm stalking :P
Talia: cool, I'm not insane that I remember someone named that
Phoemeister: Neil's like Com pretend boyfriend, and Will's like ACS pretend boyfriend.
Phoemeister: yeah :D
Phoemeister: I like them both. Especially since I've actually talked to them on occaision, which is more than I can say for most guys I like, but the talking has sort of trickled off, and I don't know if I said something, or it's just random trickling off
Talia: hehe your like me, if you see a guy look at you, you've suddenly got them on your mind alot
Phoemeister: LOL..... yeah :P
Phoemeister: I confess to that :P
Talia: I've always done that hehe been somewhat fickle with my crushes
Talia: or had two crushes at once, just to keep my options open
Phoemeister: It's weird. I'm fickle and loyal at the same time. Err... meaning sometimes I can be fickle, but other times I can have crushes for yeeeeears

Well, I talked to the advisor, and I can get multi media aps. Though he won't guarantee me a spot. Gee, thanks.

He said that he was actually trying to steer people away from the Web class, because the prof teaching it next semester flat out expects you to know java. That pisses me off SO much. Not at the advisor, but at whatever prof that is. If there's no prereq, you shouldn't just expect people to know things. That's what annoyed me about making us do a unix prog in 169, and a huge annoyance in my hardware class where the guy expects us to know hardware already.

So, I'm not sure what I'm going to do about that other course. I asked the prof if there were any other non-programming classes that might fulfill my requirements, and he's like, "welll... there's this one where the prof thinks you should be pretty good at internet stuff that you might qualify for." So... yeah. I'm going to investigate that. I'm no hacker, but I thiiink I know how to "use" the internet.

stupid school. And my nose is running like a faucet, and I'm feeling queasy in the stomach.

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And I swear, Wanda: I did not cheat to get this score. Though I probably would've if I hadn't gotten it honestly :P

Phoemeister: a bit AAAH feeling, because I still haven't been allowed to register for some ACS classes I absolutely need next semester
Wanda: How come you haven't been allowed to yet?
Wanda: (to register)
Phoemeister: I don't know. I scheduled an appointment with my advisor today so I can find out
Wanda: What, have you been to register and they just won't let you? Or is everyone else having this problem too?
Phoemeister: and if they're like, "it's cos you're flunking 169 (the class I'm not taking anymore but still shows up on my transcripts) I'm going to be like "It's fucking webdesign and multimedia aps. Wjhat the hell does C++ have to do with it? I WANT TO GRADUATE! GRRR!"
Phoemeister: They put you on a waiting list for classes (ACS does, com doesn't make me do this. ACS is stupid bastards) and then notify you when you can sign up. Well, next week is the last week before finals, and I pretty well need to be registered by then.
Wanda: Eeeejits.
Wanda: And I hope you do actually go "grrr"
Phoemeister: Yeah. I just thought of it now. I was like, "and if yelling doesn't work, i want to growl like an animal."

Phoemeister: Have you ever had one of those pre-made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches?
Sarcasmyst: *shudder* no
Sarcasmyst: are they scary?
Phoemeister: Nah. They're fine. I'm having my very first right now. Which is why I brought it up. Anyway, I bought it because I was like, "I remember bringing pbj sandwiches to school when I was little, and the jelly soaked thru the bread in like 2 hours. How can these not be soaked thru? This must be some space age bread or jelly, man!"
Sarcasmyst: *laughs* The bread is secretly plastic.
Phoemeister: Anyway, I'm eating it and I noticed: there are 2 thin layers of P in which the J is safely ensconced, insulating the bread. I was like, "My god! That's genius! I would've never thought of that in a million years!" Anyway, I'm not thinking I'm going to make this a trend, because how lazy are you if you can't make your own PBJ sandwich. People are SO lazy. I mean, me too. But I'm going to make my own PBJ sandwiches.
Sarcasmyst: *laughs*
Sarcasmyst: I'm so jealous...
Sarcasmyst: I TOTALLY am craving PBJ now.
Sarcasmyst: Evil person
Phoemeister: sorry
Sarcasmyst: You are so not. :P
Phoemeister: I just had to share with you the genius of Smuckers
Phoemeister: LOL
Phoemeister: I guess not :P
Sarcasmyst7: *laughs* wahhhh
Phoemeister: Also funny: on the package it says "Gingham pattern is a trademark of the J.M. Smucker Company."

How can Smuckers own a copyright on Gingham?
Phoemeister: If I wear a gingham dress, are they going to sue me?
Sarcasmyst: lol
Sarcasmyst: Maybe just when it's jam related?
Sarcasmyst: *laughs* so nobody else can make jam in jars that look JUST LIKE THEIRS, eek eek
Sarcasmyst: might be FAKE Smuckers
Phoemeister: Not..... *organ music* FAKE SMUCKERS!
Sarcasmyst: Bum bum BUMMMMMMM.... Oh yes!
Phoemeister: *swoons*
Phoemeister: They should make a horror movie about fake smuckers
Sarcasmyst: *laughs* taking over the world?
Sarcasmyst: sounds like type of squid
Phoemeister: LOL
Phoemeister: Well that squid better not be wearing the gingham pattern, or Smuckers(TM) is going to come down on it like a hurricane!

I'm feeling lonely today. I mean, I feel lonely most days. That's why I go home every weekend, despite how lame it is and how I wanted to live in the dorms instead of home in the first place.

It's just that, I've only talked to 2 people all day. And it was briefly, about schoolwork, to a couple of profs. I haven't talked to anyone online, even. Which I admit is sadly probably my main means of social interaction. I just feel especially lonely today. And have a splitting headache.

Oh, good news, though--this weekend I'm going out to dinner with Igraine and the prof from the trip. Actually, Igraine and I went out to dinner with a couple of people from the trip the week before (I forgot to blog it, maybe because I was trying to forget how I fell down in the middle of the restaurant when I was on the way out), and we wanted the prof to come, but he couldn't because he had kidney stones (yes, not only am I blogging my embarrassing bodily functions these days, I'm blogging the embarrassing bodily functions of others). He's a really cool guy, actually. I had issues with grading/teaching methods when I was taking the course, but as a person he's awesome.

I mean, yesterday when we were talking on the phone about when to meet, we ended up getting in an intellectual conver about left brain v right brain. You can't do that with just anyone.

Today I am downloading "Saw Tupac At McDonalds" by Matt's Dad's Basement, so I can satisfy my curiosity about the legions of MDB fans that come to this website looking for it. Yesterday, or the day before, maybe, I downloaded 4 different versions of "The Mighty Quinn." (apparentlly it's been sung by Bob Dylan, The Hollies, Manfred Mann, and the group I was originally looking for, Gary Puckett and the Union Gap). I LOVE the internet.

Anyway, I tried the whole MDB thing eons ago, but couldn't find it. Now I have, but it's hella slow, so I only have like, 1% right now or something.

I'm tired.

Phoemeister's Battle Imp is

Irid

Backstabbing: 8 Dodgin': 10 Guts: 3 Magic Mojo: 9 Smackdown: 5

Will your battle imp beat Phoemeister's? Enter your name and fight.

Evidence of my growing madness: in the absence of paper, I have begun writing not only on my hands, but on my feet. Yes, my feet.

Right now my right foot says:

Sun
CJ's
old hojo
along beltway

and the left says:

crack
12:15

Those notes seem to indicate that I'm the most twisted crack dealer ever.

But I'd say I'm one of the least twisted crack dealers around here, really.

So my TV prod prof puts meaningless trivia questions at the end of his tests for extra credit, right? I mean, I don't mind, because I get them right, so woohoo for me, but it kinda sux to be you if you don't happen to know anything about the moon landing.

Last test, one of the questions was what Istanbul was called before it was called Istanbul. I dutifully wrote down Constantinople. I also really wanted to add in "Byzantium," another previous name for Istanbul, but didn't want to show off.

So I overhear this guy sitting near me say to the prof afterwards, "Did you know it was called Byzantium before Constantinople?"

So of course, to get my two cents in, I'm like, "Actually, I thought it was byzantium in between the time it was Constantinople and when it was Istanbul."

So he explains to me the exact reasons why it was Byzantium before Constantinople.

I fell in love.

You know, I've gotten into several debates with people lately. Political, scientific.... I do it all!

Anyway, I've noticed that I call the person I'm arguing with "Dude." All the time. What is up with that?

Phoe ~ I like my sugar sweet says:
I'm thinking of changing my MSN name to "I think that hunger, war, and death are bringing everybody down." It'll be the next in a series of MSN names that are "highly obvious statements."
Kevin says:
ah
Phoe ~ I like my sugar sweet says:
waht do you think?

long pause

Phoe ~ I like my sugar sweet says:
do you know that the term for potato in french (pomme de terre) means "apple of the earth"?
Kevin says:
I think that I still would like to be in a menage a trois with mila kunis and shannyn sossamon
Phoe ~ I like my sugar sweet says:
That should be your MSN name


Honestly. Out of NOWHERE. And the boy wonders why he doesn't have a girlfriend.

Sister: *points at my flip-flops* Aren't your feet cold?
Me: No. Isn't your...... head cold?
Brother-In-Law: Do your feet have as much hair on them as we have on our heads?
Me: Uh....yes.
Brother-In-Law: Alright, Frodo.

Dude, I've seriously been dissed by Alleywriter for posting a link to that comic. He all says:

It's very sad when someone I've always liked and respected starts using their site to support the craziest, most paranoid and most hateful aspects and pundits of the Left.

Here's what I said to him:

Oh come on. It's a comic man. And it IS true. There ARE people who wave a flag around with no thought in their head whatsoever, and follow Dubya unquestioningly. I like you despite disagreeing with a lot of your political views since ALWAYS, and now I show the slightest bit of mine by linking to a comic I find personally amusing, I'm all the enemy? That's cold, man.

And, he friggin' illustrates the third panel of the very comic he thinks is so wrong: "and almost always include a pronounced aversion to differing points of view."

Or if his gripe was the "terror alert" thing I have on the left, come on! "This is what happens to little girls who chew too much gum" is funny no matter what your political views are.

LOL. It's funny because it's so sadly true :P

I'm feeling loved tonight. Though I somewhat suspect that a couple of these are sarcastic:

Just a fucking glutton for punishment... says:
And you are stunning. Absolutely a lovely person.
Phoe ~ For your abuse but not intended for internal use says:
Awww, thanks

Phoemeister: I'm absolutely a lovely person
Kin: I know you are.
Phoemeister: awwwww!

Ryan says:
so, how's my favorite Phoe in the world?
Phoe ~ For your abuse but not intended for internal use says:
awwww. That's the second time this week I've been told I'm "the good --my real name--"

Wanda Conver II (same disclaimer from before applies)

Phoemeister: most are, anyroad
Phoemeister: anyroad's english. I totally said something englishy
Wanda: Lol - go you!! I love that you're so English-worshipping.
Wanda: It's as if the Boston Tea Party never happened!
Phoemeister: ROFLMAO
Phoemeister: I have to post that one too now
Wanda: Yay. I'm so proud.
Phoemeister: you should be.
Wanda: Pride really _is_ me sin. It's so British.
Phoemeister: LOL
Wanda: Me = my
Phoemeister: Then I love it! :P
Wanda: Although, saying "is me sin" makes me sound all faux-cockney ala Dick van Dyke in Mary Poppins
Phoemeister: ROFLMAO
Phoemeister: I love it!
Phoemeister: I love Dick van Dyke
Phoemeister: expecially faux cockney dick van dyke
Wanda: I know. He makes Diagnosis Murder!
Phoemeister: If there's anything on earth better than faux cockney dick van dyke, I don't want to know!
Wanda: I LOVE that programme. It's so cheesy it actually rocks.
Wanda: I don't think it's possible!
Phoemeister: True. Faux crime solving doctor Dick van Dyke is almost as good as faux cockney Dick van Dyke
Wanda: ESPECIALLY as his son in the show is his son IRL... and in some episodes they have other members of the van Dyke clan!
Phoemeister: wow, I didn't even know that
Wanda: It's like they're trying to take over the planet... hold on... you don't htink they are, do you?
Wanda: His grandchildren (I presume - they look about that age) are very blonde-haired, blue-eyed aryan types...
Phoemeister: ROFLMAO
Phoemeister: that wily dick van dyke
Phoemeister: I'm aryan, I could probably be one of his storm troopers
Phoemeister: too bad for YOU, though
Wanda: Yeah - it's totally the truth... and the funniest thing about that is that they guest in a lot of episodes but every time THEY PLAY DIFFERENT PEOPLE... without even ATTEMPTING to change their appearances (the two older guys sometimes have comedy faux facial hair)
Phoemeister: ROFLMAO
Phoemeister: that
Phoemeister: s the BEST
Wanda: It's hilarious. Especially as they're on 2 channels so you might see them in the wrong order, so you end up seeing two episodes together with the kids (about 13) and you're all "But... isn't she his friend's adopted daughter?"....

This kind of drags on for anyone who's not me or Wanda, but I was too lazy to go thru and cut out the unfunny parts while trying to keep the general thing coherant.

Wanda: Yeah, that's a good point... I've found a catalogue/website that specialise in my sorta size bras. Thing is, they migth be pretty colours and lacy, but they're still HUGE... more like a Victorian governess' outfit than an item of underwear.
Phoemeister: LOL... aw, that's crappy
Phoemeister: I figure I'm not going to get my first date until I'm thirty, and then I'm going to blow it by freaking out, and then not get another one until I'm all old, but by then I'll be all hot because I'll have all my own teeth still because of the braces my mom made me get
Wanda: LOL - you won't...
Phoemeister: have my teeth still? ARGH. Take away all my hope, why don't you?
Wanda: You lucky B-size bastards - you don't even HAVE to wear bras all the time!
Phoemeister: lol
Wanda: Ha ha :oP YOu know I meant you won't have your first date at 30... it'll be waaaaay before then :oP
Phoemeister: I do pretty much. Sometimes even when I sleep, because I forget it's on. It really is quite comfortable
Phoemeister: awww, thanks
Wanda: I sometimes wear a little crop top thing (not underwired, all lycra & elastic type thing) in bed... v comfortable.
Phoemeister: yeah. Elastic is nice. Though I do admit it doesn't give the most support. I probably will be all saggy when I'm old. It'll probably ruin my "good teeth" atvantage
Wanda: Lol - nah... B isn't really an uber-sag-size.
Phoemeister: true. Good teeth still save the day!
Phoemeister: Though actually I think my teeth are moving back to my pre-braces positions. Which annoys me, because braces hurt a lot, and it'll be for nothing now
Wanda: Now... E size - the bastards - are ALREADY. That's prolly the biggest thing I hate about my body. And the most scary thing about even the THOUGHT of getting nekkid with a guy.
Wanda: Wellt hat sucks.
Phoemeister: aww :-(
Wanda: You should hunt down the dentist.
Phoemeister: Yeah. He totally looked just like Bill Clinton. I should've known he wasn't on the level :P
Wanda: Yeah... 19 year old , curly hair, large eyes, saggy boobs... good combo.
Phoemeister: dude, there's totally a website called DoYouHaveHeartburn.com
Wanda: LOL
Wanda: If he looked like Clinton you're lucky you got away with nothing more than teetht hat reposition themselves after a few years!
Phoemeister: dude, you look fine. I wouldn't know about your boobs, but I suspect they look better than you say, because the rest of you looks better than you say
Phoemeister: ROFLMAO. True
Wanda: Damnit - we both know you looked plenty!!
Wanda: But thanks, missy *sniffle*
Phoemeister: LOL
Phoemeister: yeah. I did. But I thought it'd be well, wrong, to rub it in your face.
Wanda: And I know it must be tough for you now that you're so far away from my stunning beauty *cough*
Phoemeister: Yeah. I'm wasting away. Even my teeth.
Phoemeister: they're all yellow and stuff
Wanda: No way!!
Wanda: You should find that damn Clinton-look-a-like!
Phoemeister: lol, that's not his fault, really. He was an orthodontist. My regular dentist must pay, though :P
Phoemeister: They're not that yellow. They're just not that white either :P
Wanda: Mine either. I don't think anyone (other than people wth too much money to burn and a penchant for bleach) has _white_ teeth. They look unnatural... and I'll never forget that episode of Friends where Ross has his teeth whitened and they GLOW and then he goes on the date with a girl who has a UV light in her apartment.
Phoemeister: roflmao. Yeah, I agree
Phoemeister: I had a friend who had really white teeth and I got a complex about it, but really my teeth aren't that bad colorwise
Phoemeister: and I've never had a cavity :P
Wanda: Lucky you.
Phoemeister: No, it was hard work and dedication!

Yeah, lucky :P
Phoemeister: I never floss, and I only brush like, once a day, usually
Wanda: Damn you.
Wanda: I brush twice a day and my teeth are crap.
Phoemeister: I'm totally going to mac on all the guys in the old folks home
Wanda: Don't floss though... bleeding gums, mmmmm
Wanda: LOL - you ARE.
Phoemeister: awww. I think sometimes it just depends on the teeth you get hereditary-like
Phoemeister: :P Thanks for the confidence
Phoemeister: Yeah, it makes me bleed too. And I'm lazy
Wanda: Lol, yeah, that too!
Wanda: Speaking of laziness... leg-shaving!! Bleh.
Phoemeister: oh, totally
Phoemeister: last year I decided I was going to quit for good. Not that I did it that often anyway
Wanda: I'm of the shave when I'm going o wear a skirt/dress/shorts school of leg-epilation. And sometimes in between just so they don't get too yeti-like

this made me laugh my "azz" off. I love it when spammers get creative.

BlogThis!

Gah... where do I start about today?

Well, a good lot of it I spent doing nothing. Because I don't have any class till 6:30 (and I'm skipping it today anyway), and didn't wake up until fairly late.

But my radio group and I met at about 1:30. On the way there, I had a dizzy spell. I couldn't even stay standing up. I had to kneel on the sidewalk in front of Hamilton. After a few seconds of this, a really nice girl came along and asked me what was wrong, and I told her, and she insisted on helping me back to my dorm. I kept saying inane things like, "Really, this never happens to me." Which, why would you say that? If anything, you'd probably want to reasure the worried bystander that it DOES happen to you all the time, and you'll be fine. Don't feel bad, kind worried bystander.

But really what I was thinking about the whole time is, "Oh great. Another act to add to the circus of my health problems. Is this going to be an ongoing thing for me? In addition to the daily diahrea, sporadic throwing up, and frequent headaches, I'm going to start collapsing on sidewalks and having worried bystanders bus me back and forth to my dorm?" Hopefully, it won't be an ongoing thing.....

And weirdly, about 30 seconds after she got me back to my dorm, I felt fine. I totally went back to where I was going before the dizzyness happened. Though I did allow a little lead time so that the helpful bystander wouldn't see me walking around and think I was messing with her mind. And I've been fine ever since....

For the last couple hours between then and now my group and I worked on our radio project. It was.... interesting to say the least. But fun. It was just a little weird standing in the middle of the Radio office shouting, "DON'T HURT ME! NO, NOT THE FACE!" at the top of my lungs into a phone reciever. B-Dawg probably got more attention though. His line to shout into the phone was, "GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLL," like from a spanish soccer game.

The most unpleasant voice I had to do, probably, was this wrong number lady who kept calling for a guy named Phil. Not so much unpleasant doing it, but hearing it again over and over during editting. Because I take my already nasal voice and nasal it up even more, and make it more high pitched. I swear, Phil-lady's going to haunt my nightmares. She's going to hunt me down, going, "Is Phil there? Is Phil there? Phil? But who's going to drive me to bingo?" And I'll sob, "make it stop! make it stop!" Or something like that.

Good times.