Monday, April 20, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
DEATH
Today is the week of death. Days can be weeks, it's fine. The fearful, anxious feeling that is constantly in my stomach during finals is beginning to surface. This morning I had a crisis. I was making my usual turkey cheese sandwich for lunch, and I got out the tomatoes, and couldn't distinguish the new ones I bought on Tuesday from the ones I've had for 2 WEEKS!! My life is constantly a nightmare. Ok that is partially true. Ok that is never true. Back to the tomatoes. Some were squishy, but does that make them bad people? If squishy means bad, then are you saying I'm fat?
It snowed a hurricane last night, and even though today was sunny as I'll get out (hick phrase my dad always says that doesn't mean anything), it was still raining on my head on the way to school because snow was melting off the recently blossomed trees, which are probably dead now, thanks a lot.
In other news, we threw Jo a bridal shower last night. Her biggest fear is a Victoria's Secret bag, so being the good roommates we are, we got her a Victoria's Secret bag. And boy, was it a Victoria's Secret bag. A Victoria's Secret bag, indeed. Ok I'll stop. We went to Big Lots and got very large grandma undies and planted them in that scary pink pouch. Don't worry, they were satin. Everyone had a good laugh, especially Jo, as she dabbed the glisten from her brow (girls don't sweat, they glow). Our apartment (excluding me) paraded around in the panties for the remainder of the night, flouncing them in photos and stuffing them with garbage for the full effect. Girls will be girls.
Word to the wise: Don't judge the people in the medieval club who wear cloaks and fight with swords on campus. They make us feel uncomfortable, but they are people too.
It snowed a hurricane last night, and even though today was sunny as I'll get out (hick phrase my dad always says that doesn't mean anything), it was still raining on my head on the way to school because snow was melting off the recently blossomed trees, which are probably dead now, thanks a lot.
In other news, we threw Jo a bridal shower last night. Her biggest fear is a Victoria's Secret bag, so being the good roommates we are, we got her a Victoria's Secret bag. And boy, was it a Victoria's Secret bag. A Victoria's Secret bag, indeed. Ok I'll stop. We went to Big Lots and got very large grandma undies and planted them in that scary pink pouch. Don't worry, they were satin. Everyone had a good laugh, especially Jo, as she dabbed the glisten from her brow (girls don't sweat, they glow). Our apartment (excluding me) paraded around in the panties for the remainder of the night, flouncing them in photos and stuffing them with garbage for the full effect. Girls will be girls.
Word to the wise: Don't judge the people in the medieval club who wear cloaks and fight with swords on campus. They make us feel uncomfortable, but they are people too.
Friday, April 10, 2009
Malevolence
Knee Strollers are so bizarre and they don't look much better than crutches.
People I'm mad at:
1. Liberty Square for making us pay a regular month's rent, and kicking us out 8 days early.
2. Graden, for living in utah
3. The economy
4. Burglars/ninjas for
killing my father
(symbolically speaking)
People I'm sad at:
1. Malevolent monarchs
2. Moms with morning sickness
3. Mountain men who live alone
People I'm glad at:
1. Frank Sinatra
2. Sierra, for driving across the country with me
3. The mysterious multi-media man that saved my life
Isn't it great that you can say whatever you want as long as you put 'symbolically speaking' after it.
People I'm mad at:
1. Liberty Square for making us pay a regular month's rent, and kicking us out 8 days early.
2. Graden, for living in utah
3. The economy
4. Burglars/ninjas for
killing my father
(symbolically speaking)
People I'm sad at:
1. Malevolent monarchs
2. Moms with morning sickness
3. Mountain men who live alone
People I'm glad at:
1. Frank Sinatra
2. Sierra, for driving across the country with me
3. The mysterious multi-media man that saved my life
Isn't it great that you can say whatever you want as long as you put 'symbolically speaking' after it.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Ghostbuster
Dude rhymes with food.
Today is Spell Dude like Dood and Food like Fude Day.
Also, Kick a Ghost in the Bum Day.
I love when honey crystallizes on my sandwich and becomes crunchy.
This is my dad. Note fanny pack.
Today is Spell Dude like Dood and Food like Fude Day.
Also, Kick a Ghost in the Bum Day.
I love when honey crystallizes on my sandwich and becomes crunchy.
This is my dad. Note fanny pack.
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