11.30.2000
Grr...I dunno what's screwing up, dencity.com or blogger, but somebody's gonna have to box me cause somethin's screwin up.
The paper is finished, hallelujah. AND, my entire apartment is squeeky-clean! How exciting is that? Quite exciting, when you consider my fun level. I only have a few weeks left of school, and even though I have no "finals" per-se, I am kind of freaking. I think it's out of habit, you know?
Amanda and AJ are coming up this weekend, as well as a select few other kids...so the weekend should prove to be fun. Lots of holiday shopping I can't afford and late nights, which I also can't afford. Maybe I'll go to bed early tonight. Maybe monkeys will fly out of my butt. Maybe I'll stop using bad sayings from Wayne's World. Nah...
Excellent.
Amanda and AJ are coming up this weekend, as well as a select few other kids...so the weekend should prove to be fun. Lots of holiday shopping I can't afford and late nights, which I also can't afford. Maybe I'll go to bed early tonight. Maybe monkeys will fly out of my butt. Maybe I'll stop using bad sayings from Wayne's World. Nah...
Excellent.
11.28.2000
So, it's 2:45am and I haven't started by paper yet.
Oi to the world.
Oi to the world.
11.27.2000
When Bob Nanna said his prize for the drawing was a bit lame...he wasn't kidding! No offence taken...not like I came up with a cure for cancer or anything. I think a menu for a Chicago restraunt is good enough for me.
Since I'm posting, it's obvious that I am still alive. That is good. I had a lot of fun while I was home. Unfortunetly, most of my time I spent with friends and not family. This upset me a bit, but my parents were a lot more. I'll be home again in about 3 weeks anyway, so I'll chill more then. No countdown to occur for that one. Jackie Chan is still alive, although his bowl is another story. I'll clean that when I get time.
Otherwise...hmm...just have a 6-10 page paper to write for my literature class, due tomorrow. Just a rough draft though. No biggie.
Alright, back to class. Ta ta for now.
Since I'm posting, it's obvious that I am still alive. That is good. I had a lot of fun while I was home. Unfortunetly, most of my time I spent with friends and not family. This upset me a bit, but my parents were a lot more. I'll be home again in about 3 weeks anyway, so I'll chill more then. No countdown to occur for that one. Jackie Chan is still alive, although his bowl is another story. I'll clean that when I get time.
Otherwise...hmm...just have a 6-10 page paper to write for my literature class, due tomorrow. Just a rough draft though. No biggie.
Alright, back to class. Ta ta for now.
11.22.2000
T minus 2 hours...
Ooo! Ooo! I won! I answered the right artist and song for Bob Nanna's name that tune contest (being a duran duran song!). I willl be receiving random shite in the mail shortly. Check it out!
I'm leaving Jackie Chan in the hands of the roommate while I'm gone. I pray he will still be alive when I get home on Sunday. And I also hope I do not get any emergency phone calls saying he's floating upside down..."what should I do?" Blech.
In case you didn't know, Jackie Chan is my fish.
Be wary that if there are no posts after this date, the brakes went out on my car and both Rachel and I are dead. Just to let you know.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Ooo! Ooo! I won! I answered the right artist and song for Bob Nanna's name that tune contest (being a duran duran song!). I willl be receiving random shite in the mail shortly. Check it out!
I'm leaving Jackie Chan in the hands of the roommate while I'm gone. I pray he will still be alive when I get home on Sunday. And I also hope I do not get any emergency phone calls saying he's floating upside down..."what should I do?" Blech.
In case you didn't know, Jackie Chan is my fish.
Be wary that if there are no posts after this date, the brakes went out on my car and both Rachel and I are dead. Just to let you know.
Happy Thanksgiving.
11.21.2000
grr. blogger. grrr.
1 day till Wisconsin.
I finally got that damn project for my Computer Applications class done yesterday. Did that ever feel good. I also bought Elvis Costello & the Attractions greatest hits yesterday. I have found a new love. Why did I never think to like this guy before? My only drawback to this CD is that it doesn't have "Veronica" on it. That okay. My new favorite song is "Watching the Detectives". And a couple others, one being track 10 and like track 21. I'll figure out their song titles later. Rachel is gonna go crazy cause that CD is gonna be all I want to listen to on the ride home tomorrow.
I got my first ever professional massage today. It was, by far, the most relaxing excellent thing I've ever experienced. And to think I get a free one every month from my employer! I'm never going to quit. (That's probably how they suck you in...you can't even think of giving them up!)
Hmmm....anything else? Very excited to go home tomorrow. As if you couldn't tell. Also, kinda excited to watch "Buffy" tonight. I'm ashamed, but I cannot help it. My roommate is a freak about that show and now I'm hooked. Not because I think the show has decent acting or a good plot, but because there is a "vampire" on the show and not only does he have a british accent, but he's cute. You can't go wrong with this guy. I realize that he's not a real vampire , but it just makes him all the more attractive. Like I said, I'm not proud of liking the show, but it's against my own will.
I'll try to do an entry before I leave town tomorrow, we'll see if that happens.
I finally got that damn project for my Computer Applications class done yesterday. Did that ever feel good. I also bought Elvis Costello & the Attractions greatest hits yesterday. I have found a new love. Why did I never think to like this guy before? My only drawback to this CD is that it doesn't have "Veronica" on it. That okay. My new favorite song is "Watching the Detectives". And a couple others, one being track 10 and like track 21. I'll figure out their song titles later. Rachel is gonna go crazy cause that CD is gonna be all I want to listen to on the ride home tomorrow.
I got my first ever professional massage today. It was, by far, the most relaxing excellent thing I've ever experienced. And to think I get a free one every month from my employer! I'm never going to quit. (That's probably how they suck you in...you can't even think of giving them up!)
Hmmm....anything else? Very excited to go home tomorrow. As if you couldn't tell. Also, kinda excited to watch "Buffy" tonight. I'm ashamed, but I cannot help it. My roommate is a freak about that show and now I'm hooked. Not because I think the show has decent acting or a good plot, but because there is a "vampire" on the show and not only does he have a british accent, but he's cute. You can't go wrong with this guy. I realize that he's not a real vampire , but it just makes him all the more attractive. Like I said, I'm not proud of liking the show, but it's against my own will.
I'll try to do an entry before I leave town tomorrow, we'll see if that happens.
11.20.2000
2 days till Wisconsin.
Grrr. Damn blogger. Just erased everything I typed. A whole f*%$ing entry. We'll try this again.
I almost got killed by a couple rednecks in a red pickup truck this evening, who decided it be a good idea to "whip some shitties" at a gas station. Almost hit me head-on twice, and nearly plowed over the pump that was filling my car. My heart only started beating agin about an hour ago. I was on my way to see The Vagina Monologues, and excellent performace, if I do say so myself. I nearly peed myself. And, as an added bonus, Cagney, of Cagney and Lacey fame was one of the women.
I said in my last entry that it was my last night at my old job...but I lied. They sucked me in to manage Saturday nights in December. I'm only doing 2 or 3 of the 5 possible nights. So there. And if I don't show up, what'll they do, fire me? HA!
This week, I'm getting a manicure and a massage. Then I go home. There's a lot more work and schooling in there too, but I wish not to think about that right now. I have to get up at 7am so I can finish my project that was due a week ago. Yay. Alright, enough for now. I'm sure I'll have more to say later.
Grrr. Damn blogger. Just erased everything I typed. A whole f*%$ing entry. We'll try this again.
I almost got killed by a couple rednecks in a red pickup truck this evening, who decided it be a good idea to "whip some shitties" at a gas station. Almost hit me head-on twice, and nearly plowed over the pump that was filling my car. My heart only started beating agin about an hour ago. I was on my way to see The Vagina Monologues, and excellent performace, if I do say so myself. I nearly peed myself. And, as an added bonus, Cagney, of Cagney and Lacey fame was one of the women.
I said in my last entry that it was my last night at my old job...but I lied. They sucked me in to manage Saturday nights in December. I'm only doing 2 or 3 of the 5 possible nights. So there. And if I don't show up, what'll they do, fire me? HA!
This week, I'm getting a manicure and a massage. Then I go home. There's a lot more work and schooling in there too, but I wish not to think about that right now. I have to get up at 7am so I can finish my project that was due a week ago. Yay. Alright, enough for now. I'm sure I'll have more to say later.
11.18.2000
4 days till Wisconsin.
And I'm slightly intoxicated.
Men are always whining about how we're suffocating them. Personally, I think if you can hear them whining, you're not pressing hard enough on the pillow.-greeting card sent by my mother.
Needless to say, tonight is my last official night at my old job, as a hostess of a restaraunt. I am very pleased. I am also very pleased about the fact that it is only four days till Wisconsin. Turkey and stuffing, familly disfunctions, friends out of the woodwork.
I should probably washmy face and bruch my teeth before I go to bed this evening, but I am far to tired to do so. I must work both jobs tomorrow, starting at 9am. Boo. Yep, beauty sleep is calling, and lord knows I need it now.
And I'm slightly intoxicated.
Men are always whining about how we're suffocating them. Personally, I think if you can hear them whining, you're not pressing hard enough on the pillow.-greeting card sent by my mother.
Needless to say, tonight is my last official night at my old job, as a hostess of a restaraunt. I am very pleased. I am also very pleased about the fact that it is only four days till Wisconsin. Turkey and stuffing, familly disfunctions, friends out of the woodwork.
I should probably washmy face and bruch my teeth before I go to bed this evening, but I am far to tired to do so. I must work both jobs tomorrow, starting at 9am. Boo. Yep, beauty sleep is calling, and lord knows I need it now.
11.16.2000
6 days till Wisconsin.
It's snowing...about 2 inches on the ground. My brakes don't work too well in the snow. In fact, they don't work much at all. I think I'm the only one awake in my apartment complex. All other lights are off but mine. I find that happens a lot. Tonight, I'm up writing my Literature paper on the bird symbolism in the novel "In Country", by Bobbie Ann Mason. This isn't fun. That's okay.
Angie and I went out for coffee this eveving in the snow and had girl talk. That was fun. Now I'm wired and I have a stomach ache from the caffinee, and caffinee doesn't look like it's spelled wright, I mean, right. Damn, this is gonna be a long evening.
It's snowing...about 2 inches on the ground. My brakes don't work too well in the snow. In fact, they don't work much at all. I think I'm the only one awake in my apartment complex. All other lights are off but mine. I find that happens a lot. Tonight, I'm up writing my Literature paper on the bird symbolism in the novel "In Country", by Bobbie Ann Mason. This isn't fun. That's okay.
Angie and I went out for coffee this eveving in the snow and had girl talk. That was fun. Now I'm wired and I have a stomach ache from the caffinee, and caffinee doesn't look like it's spelled wright, I mean, right. Damn, this is gonna be a long evening.
11.15.2000
7 days till wisconsin.
Typography. Boring. Next semester, I have to have an 8:30am class twice a week. That's not fun.
I was just thinking, how incredibly nice it would be if whenevr I wanted a cd or vinyl or whatever, that I just got it. I would have so much music! I don't quite know why I was thinking this....maybe while I was contemplating my holiday wish-list.
Just a few of the titles I'd have: Rolling Stones-everything, Pearl Jam-everything, Elvis costello-everything(I have a new found love for Veronica), Fiona Apple's first album, the rest of the Braid stuff I don't have, Lenny Kravitz-whatever I don't have, and maybe even the new U2 album.
Rebecca's playing a new version of Frogger next to me....quite obviously having as much fun as I am.
Typography. Boring. Next semester, I have to have an 8:30am class twice a week. That's not fun.
I was just thinking, how incredibly nice it would be if whenevr I wanted a cd or vinyl or whatever, that I just got it. I would have so much music! I don't quite know why I was thinking this....maybe while I was contemplating my holiday wish-list.
Just a few of the titles I'd have: Rolling Stones-everything, Pearl Jam-everything, Elvis costello-everything(I have a new found love for Veronica), Fiona Apple's first album, the rest of the Braid stuff I don't have, Lenny Kravitz-whatever I don't have, and maybe even the new U2 album.
Rebecca's playing a new version of Frogger next to me....quite obviously having as much fun as I am.
I painted my nails tonight. And spent the entire day in St. Paul doing homework. What's new?
I get to go home in about a week. I never thought I could be so happy to not be here. I know I've mentioned it a bit below, but I just need to get the hell outta here. Nothing in particular is on my nerves, just the need to get away. Rachel's coming back with me, so I won't have to face the 5 hour drive myself. The less time I'm alone, the better. I think too much when I'm alone.
What else to report...
I dunno, I'm tired from no sleep last night, cutting out shapes in con-tact paper for my color class (don't ask, I'll have pictures up soon). I'd like a normal life. And for some reason, going home seems like it'll give me that for a while.
I get to go home in about a week. I never thought I could be so happy to not be here. I know I've mentioned it a bit below, but I just need to get the hell outta here. Nothing in particular is on my nerves, just the need to get away. Rachel's coming back with me, so I won't have to face the 5 hour drive myself. The less time I'm alone, the better. I think too much when I'm alone.
What else to report...
I dunno, I'm tired from no sleep last night, cutting out shapes in con-tact paper for my color class (don't ask, I'll have pictures up soon). I'd like a normal life. And for some reason, going home seems like it'll give me that for a while.
11.13.2000
Yea, so lack of updates equals me being super busy. Very tired. Very crabby. Very behind in my homework.
11.10.2000
Hmmm...I feel I should post since I didn't yesterday, and probably won't have any other time to today...but, of course, I don't have much to say. This weekend is pretty much going to suck except for seeing Erin and Alissa for a bit Saturday. Otherwise, I pretty much work all weekend (both jobs) and get to do homework. Yahoo.
seasons makes me sentimental
seasons makes me sentimental
11.08.2000
Oh, and I forgot to add the upset that was the vikings loss to the packers monday night. I don't care to talk about it anymore, but lets just say that this week seems to be full of upsets.
I thought of possibly deleting my last entry, but I figure I'll leave my cynicism for all to see. Right after I put this through, Gore took back his consession to Bush and Florida was up for grabs again. This disappointed me a bit, because my black mouring outfit I had picked out no longer could be worn. I'm just kinda pissed because I lost sleep only to find out the nation has to wait until tomorrow to find out. I'm still forming that carpool, just in case.
Well, I was hoping this entry at 2am would be a happy joyful one, but alas, it is not. As of right now...and probably will hold true...George W. Bush is our president. (I went out and voted today...well, yesterday, so I can complain if I want to.) So, mark my words...if any of my rights as a woman, or a citizen of this country are taken away or put in jeopardy because of this man...I am leaving the country. If you wish to join me, I will be taking names to form a carpool to Canada. Just sign the guestbook or email me and we'll get things going. And to think, I avoided laundry AND homework to find out this horrible news. *sigh*
11.06.2000
I'm done working on this thing for the day. My eyes and head are spinning separately. Time for football extravaganza.
Redoing this damn webpage is going to take me a lifetime. I don't think I have enough fingers on my hand to count how many times I've changed it in the past two months.
I put in my notice at my job this weekend. Did THAT ever feel good. I've already started my new job....working in a spa/salon in uptown. Being the front desk girl. It seems like fun...gave me an excuse to buy some swanky clothes. However, it is a bit disturbing that my life on the weekends now consists of catering to snobby suburban upperclass women. Don't get me wrong, they're not all bitches, but at least half of them are. I hope I've made the best desicion here. I think I have. We'll see.
Not like I need to tell you, but tomorrow is election day. If you vote for Bush...may you be cast into hell immedietly. No hard feelings.
Enough of that.
Hmmm...what else? Oh...it's Angie's Birthday today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY GRAND MASTA A! I will spend Angie's birthday in my computer applications class, and then watching the Packers/Vikings game amidst lots of testosterone. I'll have the full report tomorrow or the next day.
I really want to move out of my apartment and into my own. I'm really tired of my living situation, and that building. T minus 6.5 months to go.
New idea. Blog. I have no problem with it. Since all that ever really changes is my diary thing...it will be my opening page. Problems? I don't care. :) Just kidding.
