Alright.
Delia's touchpad keeps randomly crapping out on me and I have to shut her down and leave her off for a few minutes or so in order to get it to start working again.
All I can say is WHAT THE F*CK?!
I didn't do anything to her. I didn't mistreat her or drop her or spill anything on her. No; I've been good to her. So what the f*ck? The only thing I can think of is that this started happening after I replaced Delia's recalled battery. But what could that have done to affect the touchpad?? I don't know, but it's as frustrating as hell.
Poor thing; she's not even a year old yet and already she's developed a seemingly chronic problem...
le sigh
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Shirt Ninja!
The answer to every problem:
"Dude, wear a ninja mask!!"
Don't have one?? Well go here and find what you seek!
"Dude, wear a ninja mask!!"
Don't have one?? Well go here and find what you seek!
Monday, September 25, 2006
What I Learned Today In Social Psych Class
According to Professor Lambert, who was our guest lecturer for the day in social psych class, there was an experiment in which paid men would go up to random women on a college campus and paid women would go up to random men on said campus and then the paid participant would propose one of the following to the unsuspecting other.
-> Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?
-> Would you like to come over to my apartment tonight?
-> Would you like to have sex with me tonight?
The results of this are as follows:
When Women Were Approached By Men:
Date - 50% said yes
Apartment - 6% said yes
Sex - 0% said yes
When Men Were Approached By Women:
Date - 50%
Apartment - 69%
Sex - 75%
That's right, my friends. Men are, according to this compelling study, more likely to go sleep with a chick after just meeting her than they are to agree to meet up for coffee.
And that's our world, dear ones.
-> Would you like to go on a date with me tonight?
-> Would you like to come over to my apartment tonight?
-> Would you like to have sex with me tonight?
The results of this are as follows:
When Women Were Approached By Men:
Date - 50% said yes
Apartment - 6% said yes
Sex - 0% said yes
When Men Were Approached By Women:
Date - 50%
Apartment - 69%
Sex - 75%
That's right, my friends. Men are, according to this compelling study, more likely to go sleep with a chick after just meeting her than they are to agree to meet up for coffee.
And that's our world, dear ones.
QUICK POST!! AHHH!!!!
Right now and in THIS VERY MOMENT my computer both informs me that it's 50 degrees outside AND insists that today's low is 53.
Wait....
What???
Wait....
What???
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Prance With Vigor
or
That Professor's Voice Just DOESN'T Hold My Attention
or
That Professor's Voice Just DOESN'T Hold My Attention
Today in film class-
A) My coffee cup commanded me to "Prance with Vigor"
B) The professor uttered the phrase, "Truth lies only within the collective."
C) I made a gummi comic of sorts:
Admit it, it's awesome.
Oh, and while I'm here, I insist that every one of you listen to the cover of Holding Out for a Hero by Frou Frou. It rocks my socks.
And now I have to do back-homework. WOOHOO!!
....
yeah
A) My coffee cup commanded me to "Prance with Vigor"
B) The professor uttered the phrase, "Truth lies only within the collective."
C) I made a gummi comic of sorts:
Admit it, it's awesome.
Oh, and while I'm here, I insist that every one of you listen to the cover of Holding Out for a Hero by Frou Frou. It rocks my socks.
And now I have to do back-homework. WOOHOO!!
....
yeah
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
i love hurd
ho-kay, so,
i LOVE living here.
Even despite the mass amounts of stairs, the lack of space in my room, and the fact that Aarthi's apt to leave the door open when she leaves, I think the common room and balcony completely make up for it.
...excpet maybe the Aarthi leaving the door open thing, considering the fact that I've already been robbed once
but yes
AWESOME
It's kind of apartment-like, and I always loved living in apartments when I was going to elementary school in Houston.
le sigh
i must away
i LOVE living here.
Even despite the mass amounts of stairs, the lack of space in my room, and the fact that Aarthi's apt to leave the door open when she leaves, I think the common room and balcony completely make up for it.
...excpet maybe the Aarthi leaving the door open thing, considering the fact that I've already been robbed once
but yes
AWESOME
It's kind of apartment-like, and I always loved living in apartments when I was going to elementary school in Houston.
le sigh
i must away
Monday, September 18, 2006
What Irks Me, Vol 1
I've decided to start up a little mini-feature in my blog that will pop up every now and then called, yes you guessed it, What Irks Me
So, on Monday, September 18, 2006, at 3:29 PM, this is what has recently irked me
->People who walk in a line across the sidewalk and don't move over so you can pass them. (This is irksome when going the same direction as the group, as well as when going in the opposite direction. Probably a lot more-so when it's the opposite, because then YOU KNOW THEY SEE YOU, and yet they still don't make way.)
->Frat boys who are way too drunk/high and decide it's ok to grab your ass. (And/or other various parts of your body.)
->The sheer number of people I have to mill through on campus during high-traffic times. (This only mildly irks me and I often ignore it all anyway.)
->Spiteful pushing on a dance floor in retaliation to an accidental push. (I've probably done this one myself at least once, but never hard, and that doesn't mean it can't be irksome to me.)
->Being left unsatisfied. (Ok, so obviously this would irk anyone, but it has been a recent annoyance in a number of situations and so I figured I'd throw it in.)
->People who talk on their cell phone while in a movie theatre. (Or any other place where I'm trying to pay attention to something but all I can focus on is their side of a call that just could not wait.
That's it for now, cause I need a nap.
Be good to each other, huh? And don't be irksome
So, on Monday, September 18, 2006, at 3:29 PM, this is what has recently irked me
->People who walk in a line across the sidewalk and don't move over so you can pass them. (This is irksome when going the same direction as the group, as well as when going in the opposite direction. Probably a lot more-so when it's the opposite, because then YOU KNOW THEY SEE YOU, and yet they still don't make way.)
->Frat boys who are way too drunk/high and decide it's ok to grab your ass. (And/or other various parts of your body.)
->The sheer number of people I have to mill through on campus during high-traffic times. (This only mildly irks me and I often ignore it all anyway.)
->Spiteful pushing on a dance floor in retaliation to an accidental push. (I've probably done this one myself at least once, but never hard, and that doesn't mean it can't be irksome to me.)
->Being left unsatisfied. (Ok, so obviously this would irk anyone, but it has been a recent annoyance in a number of situations and so I figured I'd throw it in.)
->People who talk on their cell phone while in a movie theatre. (Or any other place where I'm trying to pay attention to something but all I can focus on is their side of a call that just could not wait.
That's it for now, cause I need a nap.
Be good to each other, huh? And don't be irksome
I Wish I Didn't Have To Sleep
On a related note, walking across the South 40 at 4AM makes it really easy to forget how many people actually live here. It's a little insane.
I love this place so much, though. I'm almost certainly not going home this summer. Ariel and I are supposed to be looking into an apartment (though I'll be in London for 5 weeks). But you know... with this thing with my mom, it kinda makes me want to go home. You know, spend time with her while I can. It's a very disconcerting situation (obviously).
So yeah... sleep. I really need to stop doing this to myself.
Until next time, all.
I love this place so much, though. I'm almost certainly not going home this summer. Ariel and I are supposed to be looking into an apartment (though I'll be in London for 5 weeks). But you know... with this thing with my mom, it kinda makes me want to go home. You know, spend time with her while I can. It's a very disconcerting situation (obviously).
So yeah... sleep. I really need to stop doing this to myself.
Until next time, all.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
noted
evidently my solution to feeling sucky about my most recent relationship bad-ness (said what I said) is to flirt with every unattached guy who seems relatively flirt-worthy
woohoo??
i don't know. as it stands, there's not a real ton of guys that I find flirt-worthy anyway
well, we'll see how this turns out
until next time, all
woohoo??
i don't know. as it stands, there's not a real ton of guys that I find flirt-worthy anyway
well, we'll see how this turns out
until next time, all
Saturday, September 16, 2006
bruise
it's not the best pic, but it's fucking late
In other news, I'm acting in Day O' Shame this year. The shows are performed 24 hours after the writers first start writing. They started 10pm last night and the performance is 10pm tonight (yes, Saturday night). All of you who can should come see the show!! It's in the village theatre; just go down the stairs in Village House. Hard to miss.
woohoo!
In other news, I'm acting in Day O' Shame this year. The shows are performed 24 hours after the writers first start writing. They started 10pm last night and the performance is 10pm tonight (yes, Saturday night). All of you who can should come see the show!! It's in the village theatre; just go down the stairs in Village House. Hard to miss.
woohoo!
Friday, September 15, 2006
blood loss
I give blood regularly. I just do. It's never entirely pleasant, but I keep coming back for more. What can I say? Willfull blood loss. Rock on.
Something.
Anyway, today they fucked all the hell up. The needle was in my vein in a bad way or something and it was taking a kinda long time and when they finally got the bag filled and moved on to the vials (for tests so they can know if my blood's safe to use), it just wasn't working. Well, as near as I can tell, they were trying to reposition the needle in my vein, cue sharp pain in my arm, my breath catches, I look over, needle's been pulled out, lots of blood (including on the shirt I was wearing). I think they might have pierced through the other side of the vein or some such. And after all that, they had to stick me in the other arm (which went off without a hitch) to get blood for the vials.
Here's a pic of what it looks like right now, about 5 to 6 hours after giving blood.
And just think what it'll look like once the bruises have time to develop. Nice...
Course, I know this won't stop me from donating again. Like I said, it's what I do. I really like to give of myself, you might say. I suppose even past the point of pain.
In other news, I dropped my Costume Design and History class and am now only taking 13 credits. But that's ok; I have some summer credits under my belt and I aldreay know I'm doing the London program this coming summer which includes (i think??) 6 credits worth of class.
And I'm beat. I'll to sleep now.
Something.
Anyway, today they fucked all the hell up. The needle was in my vein in a bad way or something and it was taking a kinda long time and when they finally got the bag filled and moved on to the vials (for tests so they can know if my blood's safe to use), it just wasn't working. Well, as near as I can tell, they were trying to reposition the needle in my vein, cue sharp pain in my arm, my breath catches, I look over, needle's been pulled out, lots of blood (including on the shirt I was wearing). I think they might have pierced through the other side of the vein or some such. And after all that, they had to stick me in the other arm (which went off without a hitch) to get blood for the vials.
Here's a pic of what it looks like right now, about 5 to 6 hours after giving blood.
And just think what it'll look like once the bruises have time to develop. Nice...
Course, I know this won't stop me from donating again. Like I said, it's what I do. I really like to give of myself, you might say. I suppose even past the point of pain.
In other news, I dropped my Costume Design and History class and am now only taking 13 credits. But that's ok; I have some summer credits under my belt and I aldreay know I'm doing the London program this coming summer which includes (i think??) 6 credits worth of class.
And I'm beat. I'll to sleep now.
Thursday, September 14, 2006
best facebook group ever
soooooo this is quite obviously one of the best FB groups ever. it's actually one of the first ones I joined... I think....
but anyway, check this out
Group Info
Name: I Haven't Developed Superpowers Yet But I Haven't Stopped Trying Either
Type: Common Interest - Beauty
Description: Have you ever tried to make a thunderstorm appear through sheer force of will? Do you regularly jump off tall things just in case you suddenly gained the power of flight and didn't notice? When you drop something, do you refuse to pick it up before trying to lift it with your latent psychic abilities for a good five minutes or more? If so, welcome! This group is for all of us who can feel supernatural powers coursing through our veins, but haven't quite got the knack of it yet.
yeah... that's it
but anyway, check this out
Group Info
Name: I Haven't Developed Superpowers Yet But I Haven't Stopped Trying Either
Type: Common Interest - Beauty
Description: Have you ever tried to make a thunderstorm appear through sheer force of will? Do you regularly jump off tall things just in case you suddenly gained the power of flight and didn't notice? When you drop something, do you refuse to pick it up before trying to lift it with your latent psychic abilities for a good five minutes or more? If so, welcome! This group is for all of us who can feel supernatural powers coursing through our veins, but haven't quite got the knack of it yet.
yeah... that's it
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
my gay prom date is all growed up
So one of my very best friends in high school was a one Andrew Brett. We even went to senior prom together.
Now, as I have homework to do and have only slept about 5 hours in the past 48, I will make this short.
Basically, this is him then, at 18, in Conroe, Texas:
And this is him now, at 19, in Los Angeles, California:
So there you go.
Oh, and check this out!!
Way to go, Andrew, luv. Rock on.
Now, as I have homework to do and have only slept about 5 hours in the past 48, I will make this short.
Basically, this is him then, at 18, in Conroe, Texas:
And this is him now, at 19, in Los Angeles, California:
So there you go.
Oh, and check this out!!
Way to go, Andrew, luv. Rock on.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Motion City Soundtrack
I've been listening to nothing but Motion City Soundtrack for the last week or week and a half. iloveit.
Here's a couple of the songs that like to stick in my head these days.
Title: Resolution
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Commit This To Memory
I like the universe, but she messes with my words
I'm not talking planets or galaxies and the distance just makes it worse.
I know what you're thinking, this probably sounds rehearsed.
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
Liquids, powders and pills, not quite taken against my will.
The tastes tests of girls, from all over the world
who refuse to accept my excuses.
She put up with so much, of my madness and my self-abuse
She would tend to my wounds and fill me with food when I'd stumble in drunk for breakfast,
She was right to take off before she was consumed
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
[instrumental]
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
I like the universe, but she messes with my words
I'm not talking planets or galaxies and the distance just makes it worse.
...you're totally right, every action was well rehearsed.
Title: When "You're" Around (Acoustic)
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Split: Matchbook Romance / Motion City Soundtrack - EP
Midwest love affair
I bend when I am bored
Late night liquor blue
Will lead me to the floor.
Can we fake it?
Can we make believe?
I'm so full of love
It deeply sickens me.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
Midwest aftermath, the rumors start to rise
Did I truly do the things that you've described?
They must hate me, every single one
It just sickens them, what I consider fun.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks,
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
No I can't fucking stand it, when you're around. (x2)
Title: Modern Chemistry
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: I Am The Movie
I believe in medication
And I believe in therapy
And I believe in crystal light
'Cause I believe in me, yeah
It's so uplifting
Fuck, yeah
I barely have the motivation
They say I suffer from a lack of seratonin
Synapses they happen too infrequently for me
To be functioning properly
I took the pills I took the advice
The panic stopped
But still I'm not right
Racing thoughts and wasted time
It's the same old story-line
This is my nursery rhyme
And it goes:
I believe in medication
And I believe in therapy
And I believe in crystal light
'Cause I believe in me, yeah
It's so uplifting
Fuck, yeah
I'm barely off the medication
And now the walls are closing in again
I can't breathe and I can't bleed
Will you be my alibi?
Tell them that I truly tried
To give in?
Title: Title: LG Fuad
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Commit This To Memory
Let's get fucked up and die..
I'm speaking figuratively, of course..
Like the last time that I committed suicide.. social suicide..
Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside,
But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs,
I have learned to love the lie.
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent.
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense.. yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club, cuz I wanna belong,
And I need to get strong, and if memory serves,
I'm addicted to words and they're useless.
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die..
I'm riding hard on the last lines of every lie,
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode,
I'm about to explode.
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck.
I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings,
Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept.
I want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots and marigolds..
And all the things that don't get old..
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know.
It's the only way I have learned to express myself through other peoples' descriptions of life..
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless...
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die.
For the last time with feeling
we'll try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights
That still shock and surprise.
I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being,
maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die.
Sister soldier
You’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you,
I would, but I'm hard up for cash
And my memory lacks initiative.
God damn the liquor store's closed,
we were so close to scoring
it hurts, it destroys 'til it kills..
I am tired and hungry and totally useless.
(In this department)
Here's a couple of the songs that like to stick in my head these days.
Title: Resolution
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Commit This To Memory
I like the universe, but she messes with my words
I'm not talking planets or galaxies and the distance just makes it worse.
I know what you're thinking, this probably sounds rehearsed.
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
Liquids, powders and pills, not quite taken against my will.
The tastes tests of girls, from all over the world
who refuse to accept my excuses.
She put up with so much, of my madness and my self-abuse
She would tend to my wounds and fill me with food when I'd stumble in drunk for breakfast,
She was right to take off before she was consumed
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
[instrumental]
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
So let's give it up for the New Year
Did this party of two have you slightly confused?
Now that our things are divided
She refuses to speak and I'm driftin' to sleep at the wheel.
I like the universe, but she messes with my words
I'm not talking planets or galaxies and the distance just makes it worse.
...you're totally right, every action was well rehearsed.
Title: When "You're" Around (Acoustic)
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Split: Matchbook Romance / Motion City Soundtrack - EP
Midwest love affair
I bend when I am bored
Late night liquor blue
Will lead me to the floor.
Can we fake it?
Can we make believe?
I'm so full of love
It deeply sickens me.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
Midwest aftermath, the rumors start to rise
Did I truly do the things that you've described?
They must hate me, every single one
It just sickens them, what I consider fun.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks,
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
But all I could do was close my eyes
And cross my arms and hope to die
Cause you don't fucking listen
When I'm around.
The least you could do is take it back
All the vicious remarks and verbal attacks
Cause I can't fucking stand it.
When You're Around.
No I can't fucking stand it, when you're around. (x2)
Title: Modern Chemistry
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: I Am The Movie
I believe in medication
And I believe in therapy
And I believe in crystal light
'Cause I believe in me, yeah
It's so uplifting
Fuck, yeah
I barely have the motivation
They say I suffer from a lack of seratonin
Synapses they happen too infrequently for me
To be functioning properly
I took the pills I took the advice
The panic stopped
But still I'm not right
Racing thoughts and wasted time
It's the same old story-line
This is my nursery rhyme
And it goes:
I believe in medication
And I believe in therapy
And I believe in crystal light
'Cause I believe in me, yeah
It's so uplifting
Fuck, yeah
I'm barely off the medication
And now the walls are closing in again
I can't breathe and I can't bleed
Will you be my alibi?
Tell them that I truly tried
To give in?
Title: Title: LG Fuad
Artist: Motion City Soundtrack
Album: Commit This To Memory
Let's get fucked up and die..
I'm speaking figuratively, of course..
Like the last time that I committed suicide.. social suicide..
Yeah, so I'm already dead on the inside,
But I can still pretend with my memories and photographs,
I have learned to love the lie.
I wanna know what it's like to be awkward and innocent, not belligerent.
I wanna know how it feels to be useful and pertinent and have common sense.. yeah
Let me in, let me in to the club, cuz I wanna belong,
And I need to get strong, and if memory serves,
I'm addicted to words and they're useless.
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die..
I'm riding hard on the last lines of every lie,
And the BMX bike of my life is about to explode,
I'm about to explode.
I'm a mess, I'm a wreck.
I am perfect, and I have learned to accept all my problems and short comings,
Cause I am so visceral, yet deeply inept.
I want to thank you for being a part of my forget-me-nots and marigolds..
And all the things that don't get old..
Is it legal to do this? I surely don't know.
It's the only way I have learned to express myself through other peoples' descriptions of life..
I'm afraid I'm alone and entirely useless...
(In this department)
Let's get fucked up and die.
For the last time with feeling
we'll try not to smile
As we cover our heads and drink heavily into the nights
That still shock and surprise.
I believe that I can, overcome this and beat everything in the end
But I choose to abuse for the time being,
maybe I'll win, but for now I've decided to die.
Sister soldier
You’ve been such a positive influence on my mental frame
If I could ever repay you,
I would, but I'm hard up for cash
And my memory lacks initiative.
God damn the liquor store's closed,
we were so close to scoring
it hurts, it destroys 'til it kills..
I am tired and hungry and totally useless.
(In this department)
Friday, September 08, 2006
news
turns out my mom's chronic lyphatic leukemia has gotten rather worse rather quickly
turns out she's gonna have to start chemo soon
turns out this is far more real than I want to think about right now
turns out she's gonna have to start chemo soon
turns out this is far more real than I want to think about right now
Thursday, September 07, 2006
disturbing developments
even putting aside the creepy new facebook feature that brings online stalking to a new level of easy, these last few days have not been entirely pleasant
it seems I've been picked on and stolen from. my gamecube, memory card, and all four controllers (one of which I only acquired and paid for a mere 24 hours ago), a cup full of dimes and nickels, and a gold ring my grandmother gave to me have turned up missing since I left for the activities fair just before 4:00 today. the game console and controllers were taken from our suite common room and the change and ring (and perhaps something else I've yet to miss) were taken from my room.
Lucas says that if I can give him any sort of lead he'll do his best to track the guy down and skin him for me. i know he would. he already looked into the possibility that it might be the freshman guy I had invited back to my room when aarthi (my roommate)was gone this past weekend, but the only law that kid's broken is not putting change in a parking meter. it's probably not him. so I've got nothing. see, none of us ever bothered to lock the suite door and to add to it, a number of sketchy looking guys have been known to pass through our common room from time to time to go smoke out on our balcony. so basically I'm screwed for the loss.
the creepy thing is that so far as I know, no one else is missing anything. coincidence? or have I been in some way targeted? if so, the person would have to know me and have a reason to want to harm me (if only mildly). who would do it and why?
i just don't like any of this and I feel a rather violated
hell, I get nervous when people go through my things and I'm in the same room
this person could have gone through all my stuff while I was out
i hate this feeling
it seems I've been picked on and stolen from. my gamecube, memory card, and all four controllers (one of which I only acquired and paid for a mere 24 hours ago), a cup full of dimes and nickels, and a gold ring my grandmother gave to me have turned up missing since I left for the activities fair just before 4:00 today. the game console and controllers were taken from our suite common room and the change and ring (and perhaps something else I've yet to miss) were taken from my room.
Lucas says that if I can give him any sort of lead he'll do his best to track the guy down and skin him for me. i know he would. he already looked into the possibility that it might be the freshman guy I had invited back to my room when aarthi (my roommate)was gone this past weekend, but the only law that kid's broken is not putting change in a parking meter. it's probably not him. so I've got nothing. see, none of us ever bothered to lock the suite door and to add to it, a number of sketchy looking guys have been known to pass through our common room from time to time to go smoke out on our balcony. so basically I'm screwed for the loss.
the creepy thing is that so far as I know, no one else is missing anything. coincidence? or have I been in some way targeted? if so, the person would have to know me and have a reason to want to harm me (if only mildly). who would do it and why?
i just don't like any of this and I feel a rather violated
hell, I get nervous when people go through my things and I'm in the same room
this person could have gone through all my stuff while I was out
i hate this feeling
Monday, September 04, 2006
Guilty Pleasure of the Day: Online Tests
Buff bad boy You scored 40% masculine, 58% athletic, 45% exotic, and 31% refined! |
You like your men with a boyish or feminine face but a manly body. You like him to posess bad boy looks while still maintaining some innocence. He looks like the all-American kind of hunk and I bet you love someone like.......Travis Fimmel. But let's face it, the whole point of this was to look at a bunch of hot guys. If you liked what you saw, please rate my test! |
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The What type of MAN turns you on Test written by thinkandcome on OkCupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test |
Sunday, September 03, 2006
62 Steps to Suite 44
...very balanced title...
Anyway, I have noticed that there is an odd sort of pattern to my housing assignments at WashU thus far.
The summer before my freshman year I lived in Umrath, one floor up. That fall, I was placed in the same rescollege, in Ruby, on the top floor.
This past summer I lived in Eliot, one floor up. This fall, I now find myself in the same rescollege, in Hurd, on the top floor.
Just kind of interesting is all.
But really the point of this post is to complain about the fact that I have to climb 62 steps from the ground floor to my suite. At least it's good exercise, hm?
Anyway, I have noticed that there is an odd sort of pattern to my housing assignments at WashU thus far.
The summer before my freshman year I lived in Umrath, one floor up. That fall, I was placed in the same rescollege, in Ruby, on the top floor.
This past summer I lived in Eliot, one floor up. This fall, I now find myself in the same rescollege, in Hurd, on the top floor.
Just kind of interesting is all.
But really the point of this post is to complain about the fact that I have to climb 62 steps from the ground floor to my suite. At least it's good exercise, hm?
Friday, September 01, 2006
My Pets. Woohoo!
So... these are on Facebook, but here you go.
My dog, Jake. (Female, btw.)
My favorite cat, Princess.
Second favorite cat, named after my friend, Larkin.
The alpha male, Grey.
The grandmother, Boo.
And some others.
There are more than this on Facebook, for those of you in my network. Check 'em out.
In other news, my PowerBook battery is one of those which Apple is recalling. This sucks. So now I have my battery disconnected from my computer, as per Apple's instructions, and a new battery is in the mail. So at least my dorm hasn't burned down... But until I get my new battery, poor Delia will be bound to her outlet.
Carry on, all.
And do be good to each other.
My dog, Jake. (Female, btw.)
My favorite cat, Princess.
Second favorite cat, named after my friend, Larkin.
The alpha male, Grey.
The grandmother, Boo.
And some others.
There are more than this on Facebook, for those of you in my network. Check 'em out.
In other news, my PowerBook battery is one of those which Apple is recalling. This sucks. So now I have my battery disconnected from my computer, as per Apple's instructions, and a new battery is in the mail. So at least my dorm hasn't burned down... But until I get my new battery, poor Delia will be bound to her outlet.
Carry on, all.
And do be good to each other.
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