Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Oh My God, I'm Probably Gonna Have To Carry This Whole Load

Current Song: "Florida" -- Modest Mouse

I went to Don Pablo's out past Roseville with the Usual Suspects for giant margaritas. Chad lied about it being Kayla's birthday so they made her stand in front of the restaurant with a sombrero on her head while we shouted Happy Birthday at her. Moral of the story: I am full of margaritas.

I am tired of being the person who is living my life. You know what I'm really tired of? I'm tired of not being good enough.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Not For Nothing, But...

Current Song: "Monkeywrench" -- Foo Fighters

Tonight was such a bust, I can't help but be annoyed. We were headed to the Gay Nineties to celebrate Hannah's 18th birthday, but one thing after another cropped up so we didn't even get downtown until after 11 PM. We paid for parking and less than a minute later Hannah realized that she had forgotten her ID back in her car in Uptown. Her friend dropped Lila and I at the bar while they went back to fetch it, but by then we'd figured out that we both had to leave around midnight. For all the time it would take for them to get to Uptown and back, we'd end up paying the $5 cover to spend less than half an hour at the bar. So we left, instead. In summary, I got all dressed up and bussed all the way out to Uptown, then spent a long time driving around looking and paying for parking, just to immediately get on a bus and go home again. I accomplished basically nothing tonight.

On the plus side, I stopped in the midst of the fray and bought toothpaste, which was necessary. So at least I have that.

Also, that woman that Dan and I talked to for more than an hour the other night at the Uptown Transit Center was on my bus and immediately recognized me. For what it's worth.

I'm Going To Kill Them All, Sir

Current Song: "War Pigs" -- Black Sabbath

It has been officially established that I suck at Guitar Hero.

On an unrelated note, apparently I left my wallet at Big 10 last night. I got Jayme to pick it up for me on his way to Chad's, and not a single thing was missing from it. This is the best news ever. Way to go, Minnesota, and by extension humanity!

Saturday, July 28, 2007

This Is The Time

Current Song: "Good" -- Better Than Ezra

The Simpsons Movie stops just short of being heinous but is NOT designed with the long-term fan in mind. If you value your memories of the days when The Simpsons employed subtlety instead of poop jokes, do yourself a favor and skip The Movie.

I was dizzy all afternoon so I took a very long nap and now I feel a bit better but still not that great. I didn't drink enough last night to be hungover so I don't know what the dizziness was about.

All I want to do is sleep. You?

Thursday, July 26, 2007

We Think The Same Things At The Same Time, We Just Can't Do Anything About It

Current Song: "And It Rained All Night" -- Thom Yorke

I fully intended to go to the DMV today to update my ID, but about halfway to the bus stop I realized that surrendering my real ID for a temporary paper one just before I have several flights to make just seems foolish. So I put it off yet again.

I had dinner with Kayla and the regulars at that new Vietnamese place just behind Stub & Herb's. The food was pretty delicious and reasonably priced, and the waiter was enjoyably enthusiastic. I don't know what the name of the place is, though, because the logo is designed in such a way as to be unreadable.

I could really use a big frozen margarita and some time off. The good news is both of these things are looming large in my future. Hello August and the shirking of responsibility!

Ambitious To The Point Of Being Bloodthirsty

Current Song: "My Moon My Man" -- Feist

I have the day off tomorrow and I'm already bored. I should go to the DMV and get my ID updated to reflect the fact that I haven't lived at the address on it in three years. Then again, maybe I won't get out of bed until I have to go to Kayla's farewell dinner before we lose her to the great frozen treeless prairie that is North Dakota.

I realized recently that I have been having the same relationship with different people for years and years, and it's never made me happy. I think if I move to the East Coast for grad school and nobody comes with me, I'm going to start smoking again. I've been thinking it over and I realized I'm not that invested in living long and dying pain-free.

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

I'm Going Off The Rails On A Crazy Train

Current Song: "If That's What You're Into" -- Flight of the Conchords

That same day care that I was supposed to observe last week but that was canceled without notifying me was also canceled yesterday without notifying me. So that's twice I've had to show up to work early in the morning to try to make up some hours, still get cut off an hour early, then ride the bus system for an hour to get to the site only to find out that I didn't have to be there. It got rescheduled again to the first week of August but if I get there and it's a no-go, I'm quitting the position.

Robby and I had dinner at Shuang Cheng last night and, may I say, their chicken and eggplant in garlic sauce is pretty tasty.

I wish today was the 15th of August. I have too much time to kill and not enough to kill it with.

Monday, July 23, 2007

But To Keep You Vultures Happy

Current Song: "I Don't Know How To Love Him" -- Jesus Christ Superstar

Somehow I didn't know until just this minute that the guy who played V in V for Vendetta was also Agent Smith in the Matrix?

I went to see Transformers on the spur of the moment with Jayme, Greg, and a coworker of Jayme's whose name is apparently Danny. It was action-packed, the special effects were pretty good, and Shia LeBoeuf did a great job. My major caveat is that, if you weren't a dedicated fan of the series, it's difficult to tell the robots apart. Also, the directing style relies heavily on smash cuts and abrupt close-ups which, combined with the previously mentioned problem, makes it next to impossible to tell what's happening during the fights. Also, and I'm sad to admit this, I have no idea what happened in the ending. None. But everyone else seemed to get it so I just rolled with it. Turns out it was a movie about Transformers so in the grand scheme of things it will probably be okay.

I fixed my glasses by clipping a piece of a paper clip off and threading it into the hole where the missing screw is supposed to go, the pinching the metal together like a twist-tie. I'm just that cheap. I'm spending the money on more DVDs instead.

I salvaged a small chest of drawers from the lobby when I got home from the movie. The drawers stick but it's a cute piece of furniture so I found a home for it.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

The Cat's In The Cradle

Current Song: "Sleep Now In The Fire" -- Rage Against the Machine

I bought myself a very expensive birthday present this morning, and I haven't been this excited for a long time. I just wish the flash on my camera still worked.

It's been an eventful day for someone who didn't change out of her PJs.

Everybody's Working For The Weekend

It suddenly became an eventful night. In no particular order, here are some words that describe some things that happened:

* My glasses broke, irreparably it seems, so I will spend much of tomorrow on a quest to get new frames.

* I put in my contacts while running to a bus stop, critically freaking out the kid who was on the elevator down with me.

* I saw "Rescue Dawn" with Dan. It was a stupid title. The movie was okay for a Vietnam film about POWs which stars Steve Zahn and the guy who plays Big Mike in Reno 911. Also Christian Bale, which is why we were there to see it. All in all I think it was pretty forgettable.

* My water bottle leaked in my bag and onto my pants which was not as comfortable as it sounds.

* Some guy on our bus on the way to Uptown tried a unique method of flirting by singing, a capella, a song that I'm pretty sure he wrote about getting C-L-O-S-E, close to you, to a blond woman with a blind son. He was not untalented and a lot of the weird middle-aged women who were on the bus tried swaying along in a hopelessly middle-aged-Midwestern-woman way.

* We had to catch the last bus out of Uptown, which meant waiting for 45 minutes. Just about five or six minutes in, a bus dumped everyone unexpectedly at the Uptown Transit Station and headed for the garage, which infuriated this middle-aged, red-haired woman who ended up talking to us for the next hour or more. Her name is Suzanna and she comes from Orange County. She was extremely pleasant for someone you meet at a bus stop. Probably the least crazy, least intoxicated person I've ever ended up talking to at a bus stop, ever.

* On the bus, finally, home, an extremely jolly drunk guy got on with a personal cooler and happily explained his plan to make rum punch when he got home to an extremely disinterested elderly man in the front seat. When the jolly guy got off the bus, he pumped his fist in the air and yelled "Yaaaaaahooooooooooooooo!" which, I have to say, had its charms.

And finally, the most interesting thing of the evening:

* Dave Ryan, of Dave Ryan In the Morning, has two children out of wedlock and he is either disinterested or cruel to them. And he refused to pay for anything at his daughter's wedding.

Saturday, July 21, 2007

So I Says To Mabel, I Says...

Current Song: "Danny's Song" -- Loggins and Messina

This song was on in the grocery store and I realized at some point that I was belting it out as I perused the selection of taco shells. It's the one that goes:

"Even though we ain't got money
I'm so in love with you, honey,
And everything will bring a chain of love.
And in the morning when I rise
You bring a tear of joy to my eyes
And tell me everything is gonna be alright."

The employees of that grocery store know me from the off-key singing, I'm sure, as this is not the first time I've wandered through the aisles like a minstrel.

Two things: first of all, I discovered a fact that I had forgotten but that had always fascinated me, and it's that Devil's Dictionary author Ambrose Bierce disappeared suddenly in Mexico and no one ever found out what happened to him. I remember encountering this fact several years ago, getting Ambrose Bierce mixed up with H.P. Lovecraft, and then finding out that Lovecraft never disappeared and deciding that I had made the whole disappearance story up. It was reassuring to realize that I was wrong not in fact but in character.

Second of all, Susan told me last night, quite confidently, that Napoleon's troops had blown the nose off the Sphinx during target practice. Now, I know very little about Napoleon and not that much more about the Sphinx, but I was wholly unable to believe that this was true. Today I looked it up and discovered that Napoleon's troops did not, in fact, blow the nose of the Sphinx with cannons. The nose was gone at least by 1737 (as evidenced in drawings of the Sphinx made in 1737 but published in 1755) while Napoleon's troops did not march on Egypt for nearly 50 more years. Between Napoleon and Ambrose Bierce, I pretty much feel infallible.

That Would Be UnAmerican

Current Song: "Is It Moving Yet?" -- Dance Band

I spent my Friday night watching Food Network with Susan and scaring her with ghost stories. I think that most people think of spending their Friday nights at home with their roommates as being a mediocre way to spend their time, but then, most people haven't had the series of shitty roommates I have had. Moral of the story: I had a good time.

I have no plans this weekend and in part that is boring and frustrating, but in other parts it's a bit of relief. No plans this weekend includes no time spent at the internship I quit, no volunteering commitments that drag me through the bus system by the heels, no expensive shows for which I have nothing appropriate to wear. Nothing but a seemingly endless stretch of hours, each one with a different possibility. Of course, in all likelihood I'll spend the entire weekend locked in my apartment watching cartoons and overeating. But I guess those are possibilities in and of themselves.

Friday, July 20, 2007

How Could You Just Leave Me Standing Alone In A World That's So Cold

Current Song: "When Doves Cry" -- Prince

My boss and I mutually decided that we'd worked hard enough this week and called it a day at 3 PM. I bought some snack food and a Cosmo at the corner store and spent the rest of the afternoon lying on a blanket in the local park, listening to music, and trying to quell my slowly growing outrage over the irresponsible travesty that is Cosmo. I hadn't read one in a few years, and I don't know if I've changed or if it has, but damn. They actually quoted someone as saying that Cosmo "helps me please my man." Even their attempts at being forward-thinking, like advocating positive self-image and embracing your body flaws, was done in the name of "Men love it when a woman is confident about her body." Rigid gender stereotypes, even down to recommending that you go out of your way not to look money-hungry and then naming wealth as a reason a man is a "hot catch"? Check. Unhealthy relationship advice, like telling women not to disclose anything personal unless the man has done so first? Check. Truly irresponsible beauty tips, like recommending that you bleach your eyebrows with "box dye and a cotton swab at home"? Check. And for future reference, try that last one and it's likely you'll end up with horrible chemical burns on your retinas. You'll be the prettiest girl in the emergency room, though!

Also, there was a small piece on why men prefer women with little to no pubic hair. According to Cosmo, it's because today's men were raised on porn, and also because "most women keep themselves groomed down there." (No mention that "women keep themselves groomed down there" because men were raised on porn and no one wants to be the one to challenge the status quo.) I'm not necessarily advocating the wild and bushy look, but take note, men everywhere: try being grateful that she'll get naked with your shallow ass at all.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

We Get These Pills To Swallow

Current Song: "No One Knows" -- Queens of the Stone Age

I don't really have anything fresh to say, I just wanted you all to remember that "No One Knows" is a great song.

Also, I got notified that I am being listed as an author on that paper I'm working on at work. So, publication credit (and grad school) here I come.

EDIT: There is something on VH1 about bi-curious women and it makes me wish everyone else was dead.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

I Can't Live

Current Song: "With Or Without You" -- U2

The rain on the bus window today as I rode with no particular place to go reminded me that the world is a beautiful place.

I was supposed to be observing the book-reading part of the day care program today, but I got all the way there only to find it had been canceled. At least this one wasn't all the way out in St Louis Park. The humidity affected my ability to breathe and we've decided to theorize that I have asthma, mostly because theorizing and hypochondria is what we're all about.

I think I might hate Robin Williams.

How do you clean a window screen without taking it out? I would have a good view if I could see it.

These Hookers Looking So Hard They Straight Hit The Curb

Current Song: "Regulators" -- Warren G and Nate Dogg

I woke up from an impromptu nap yesterday and realized that, though I had written them on the back of my hand originally, bus directions to St Anthony were now etched across my right cheek.

On the plus side, I got permission to mail my instruments in so I don't have to go to St Anthony anymore.

Also, I'm 85% sure that I will have my name on the paper I'm working on at work when it is published.

Lila is in Georgia and it makes me feel alone. What doesn't, these days?

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Believe Me

Current Song: "You Don't Have To Say You Love Me" -- Dusty Springfield

Another year of the same thing before I can move away, and I'm ready to run until my feet bleed.

I have to go.

The Damage Is Done

Probably the worst feeling in the world is the one that comes with the realization that you can't be optimistic anymore.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Thinking Of Us Both Now

Current Song: "A Toast To The Happy Couple" -- The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up

I missed choir or whatever -- the singing -- yesterday because we were mistaken about the schedule, but we're attempting to go again on Sunday maybe. We walked to Lund's to buy donuts and various and sundry other items to make ourselves feel better. Susan bought this cheese that smelled revolting and then ate some of it for breakfast this morning so the common spaces of our home smelled absolutely repellent. I've never been much for bad smells. Luckily our place airs out pretty fast, and I was gone for most of the day anyway, so it all worked out.

I bought a new cell phone and it is charging right now so I haven't been able to take it for a test run. I have to say that its main selling point, besides being low-priced and, unlike my old phone, not a broken piece of shit that I inconceivably hated from the moment I laid eyes on it, is that it is a shiny red that I find delightful. By the way, the punctuation in that sentence was horrible but I didn't want to sift through my memories of English class to fix it.

I'm giving my tickets to the Fratellis to my boss. He deserves fun and I don't want to go anymore.

I almost got run down by an armored truck today when I crossed against the light. They didn't bother to slow down and I didn't bother to speed up so the narrow miss was probably for the best.

Sunday, July 15, 2007

It's A Good Year For The Robots

Current Song: "You Know I'm No Good" -- Amy Winehouse

I watched Kiss Kiss Bang Bang last night with Dan and Susan. We went through three different DVD players and a huge bottle of Pinot Grigio before we saw the whole thing. I recommend it, it's funny and there are a lot of tits. Also, Robert Downey Jr has a lot of problems but gets a lot of leeway because he's both charming and good-looking. This probably makes the world an unfair place.

I've discovered that, in a baseball cap, I am the spitting image of Michael Moore.

The view of downtown from the 18th floor of our building is just captivating.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Also His Fat Brother Is Adorable

If I were a different person, it would be my ultimate dream to work at Pixar and have a hand in creating movies as mind-blowingly incredibly animated as Ratatouille. If you can see the art in animation, you will never be the same.

So Long, Judas

Current Song: "Pilate's Dream" -- Jesus Christ Superstar

I spent most of today on buses or on foot cruising around trying to find an obscure address in the middle of Saint Louis Park. It was lame. Once I got there and got the work for the research project done, it was a lot better. That is the one I'm not going to quit.

I'm so tired, when I don't have places to be all I want to do is sleep. Taken as a whole, everything about my life indicates that I should probably start taking antidepressants like my mom suggests. However, Boynton makes it a real pain in the ass to get an appointment. First-time Mental Health Clinic appointments need to be made in person, apparently. This seems like it would deter a lot of people, like myself, who in the depths of our collective misery would seek to avoid face to face interaction, especially with people who are judging us about how sad we are. In other words, fuck you, Boynton Health Service.

I need you to stop being an asshole and start being a compassionate human being who appreciates the love and support I've been throwing out there for years.

I Remember Thinking: "Well, Fuck You"

Current Song: "Neon Bible" -- Arcade Fire

I'm quitting my internship after Saturday.

I'm joining the choir at the Baptist church next to my apartment.

I wish I hadn't quit smoking.

EDIT: I'm tired of being the only one here.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Today Is Where The Fun Begins

Current Song: "Unwritten" -- Natasha Bedingfield (they use this song in every commercial targeting women these days so it is constantly stuck in my head. It's the one that goes "release your inhibitions, feel the rain on your skin, no one else can feel it for you, only you can let it in..." I guess it's supposed to empower me about my shampoo.)

I had nightmares all night that I was scheduled to be in three places at once and I couldn't make anyone happy. I have to quit this internship. Which I am supposed to be at in five minutes.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

And Burn Your Town To Cinders

Current Song: "If U Wanna Be My Lover" -- Spice Girls

Spice Girls are reuniting and I think it's OH MY GOD IS THAT THE TRUMPET OF GABRIEL?

In other news, I'm sort of in a bind. See, I joined up with this voluntary research internship thing a while back. I'm sure I've mentioned it. Since then, I've joined two more research projects, one of which I'm getting paid to work on and allegedly getting publication credit for (although it's not in my career field). So here's the situation: I have a lot on my plate, research-wise. Plus work. Plus sitting around being lazy. And over the past two weeks or so, this research internship has become progressively more complicated -- I don't know what's expected of me, I'm supposed to put in 6 hours a week and log them, now I apparently am supposed to write a paper and go to meetings with stressful women who will interrogate me about what I've been doing, when I haven't been doing anything because I don't know what I'm supposed to be doing. And the real kicker is that I'm apparently supposed to have registered for the Research Internship class, and I haven't, and nobody's brought that up. And I don't want to register for it because it'll just cost me thousands and thousands of dollars and not bring me any closer to graduating because I've already met the internship credit. So the bind I'm in is this: is this internship worth it or should I just quit? It's a good learning experience and could allegedly get me a decent recommendation letter (which I already have in spades and don't really need), but it's going to cost me money and emotional stress. Also, quitting seems stressful in and of itself, especially the longer I go without either quitting or registering for the class.

I spent most of my workday today shopping for government jobs that I could get once I have a real degree. I found some that I really want but will never be qualified for, like the ones that require driver's licenses and/or the ability to carry a sidearm, and then some that I really want and will be qualified for once I get my first master's, including a job as a program analyst for the National Institute of Health that pays like $60,000 and would be a miracle on wheels. It got me all excited for my education again. With the time I'm spending not going to class right now, the full-time working future looks just delightful.

Most Interesting Thing I Saw Today:

I was standing in the hallway on the 12th floor of my apartment building waiting for the elevator when the elevator doors were pried open from the inside and a hand groped out blindly, and then was snatched back and the doors snapped shut. I was just staring blankly at it when the doors opened again and a really good-looking elevator technician was standing in there on top of the elevator car. I said hello but it was really awkward; especially since the elevator that still worked didn't come for several more minutes.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

We Can Unpeel Our Armour Together

Current Song: "A Good Year for the Robots" -- Coparck (found below)

Also, Charlie is gone and I am sad.

Monday, July 09, 2007

For Some Reason This Title Box Is Broken

Thanks to the wonders of the World Of Tomorrow that we live in, I emailed the singer of The Dead Science and asked him if they were playing a show in Minneapolis, to which he responded in the affirmative. So if you want to check out some sweet sweet indie music, come to the Hexagon on Thursday, July 12, at 9:00 PM. There are a bunch of other bands playing too but The Dead Science is apparently first on the bill, so you can come early and still make it to work the next day. Sound like a plan? I thought so.

Also, if you're the kind of person who likes to know what you're getting into, you can download an mp3 of "Displacer Beast" here. Or you can borrow Frost Giant from me. Also, Pitchfork loves The Dead Science in the same way I do.

Then The War Came

Current Song: "Man In A Box" -- Alice In Chains

First of all, I just watched Keith Olbermann's comments on Bush's pardon of Scooter Libby, in which he vehemently calls for Bush's resignation. It is intense and you should look it up on YouTube regardless of where you fall on the political spectrum.

Second of all, I just got back from a mini-vacation in Duluth. It was pretty fun, a blast in some aspects, disappointing in others. Hannah was a day late which made me sad, and we somehow missed puzzle time, which is bush league. Also, our car broke down in downtown Duluth on our way to the beach on Saturday, so I missed my chance to re-enact last summer by getting swept away in the riptide and having to be rescued screaming and exhaling water. On the other hand, our friend Amy generously drove us back to the Cities because the car was still in the shop, which was fun. And there was great food to be had, and plenty of girl time. So all in all, it was nice to get away.

I got a B- in my horrible public speaking class, so I never have to take it again. My instructor said it killed her to have to give me the B-, as I was on track for an A, but I skipped that last speech. That's panic for you. My mom's doctor put her on Zoloft when she hit menopause, because she went completely insane, and she thinks I should start taking it too. She has crippling social anxiety as well and she said it's been really helpful. I'm adding it to the list of things I desperately need to see a physician about. Also, I aced the final in public speaking and I was notified that I was the first one to do so in about 10 years. Which is more reinforcement for not buying or reading the textbooks.

Charlie is shipping off to boot camp on Wednesday. I've said my piece about this but I can still be sad about it.

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

You Just Turn The Hands Upon The Clock

Current Song: "99 Problems" -- Jay-Z

Had I realized that my plans today would incorporate an hour and a half commute home that involved a lot of time spent hanging out alone late at night in Midway in a dress, I might have thought twice about it. Also, I hate being the only single person at a party. On the other hand, the weather was great and the food was good, and there is not enough hammock time in my life.

Most Interesting Thing That's Happening In Your Neighborhood Right Now:

A pimp got in a fight with his lady at a bus stop when the bus I was on pulled up. He prevented his lady from getting on the bus and the entire bus, which was packed to the rafters with holiday drunks, shrieked at the serene little old lady bus driver to drive away and leave them there. It was edgy.

I'm Gonna Leave, I'm Gonna Leave You

If you are reading this, and I sincerely hope for once that you are, I want you to know that I am not stupid enough not to realize what it means when I say I love you and you say "good night." Like the song says, the thrill is gone. I wish I was gone, too. One day I won't have to think about you anymore, and maybe then we can be truly happy.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Your Mother Was The Lightning

Current Song: "Jason Believes Me, You Can't Trust Your Dreams" -- Sunset Rubdown

Apparently I gave the kiss of death to The Court and Spark when I noted them as my current song. They are playing their final show in San Fransisco this weekend. If any of you have a band you hate, let me know and I will curse them. (I'm playing the odds on today because I love Sunset Rubdown.)

Also, Absolutely Kosher claims that The Dead Science, who sound like sweet transvestites with great guitars, are playing The Hexagon in Minneapolis on the 12th. However, The Dead Science's website claims no such show, although they have shows on the 11th and 13th in other states. So, whom to believe? The label or the band? I'm erring on the side of caution and not getting my hopes up, for now.

Today is a day for loving Absolutely Kosher bands, as they sent me my Jim Yoshii Pile-Up t-shirt today and it is all I had hoped for and more.

I was still horribly depressed when I woke up today but I had an alright day so I guess I'm gonna be okay for now. My biggest problem right now is that I need to make a poster for a presentation tomorrow, but I don't know what content is supposed to go on the poster, and also I'm leaving in about half an hour to go get drunk. So that might complicate matters.

Most Interesting And Elsewhere:

I was reading students' recommendation letters at work and in one of them, the author went off on a tangent about how he didn't get to see his kids grow up. It was weird.

And You're A Sky Of Blue

Current Song: "Your Mother Was The Lightning" -- The Court And Spark

I still don't want to get out of bed but I've run out of options because I am a relatively responsible adult. My speech instructor very generously is letting me turn in the assignments that were due on Friday, which stems some of the hemorrhaging and will probably result in me passing that class. I emailed her and told her the truth, which is a new tactic for me in dealing with my problems. She was pretty understanding but I don't want to talk to her in person. I can't believe how quickly I can hit rock bottom and not see a way out.

I dragged myself out of bed at 6 last night to go to the movies with Dan and Jayme, which was pretty helpful. Then I ran into some unsolvable problems with my printer, which was not. End result: I have to leave now to walk all the way to my office so I can print one thing before class.

Also, I skipped a major event at work yesterday and there are probably repercussions.

I don't even know what I need anymore, but you aren't here either way.

Monday, July 02, 2007

No Title, Just Words

I didn't go to work today because I was too depressed to get out of bed. I slept for most of the day and then I woke up just in time to find out that my vacation in the form of a desperately-longed-for trip to Duluth is either called off or compromised beyond repair.

Obliterate me.

I Am A List Of Failures Both Real And Personal

Current Song: "Steam Engenius" -- Modest Mouse

I didn't get any scholarships this year, so it's back to throwing money on the pile, bringing the total amount of my debt to over $100,000.

I didn't go to my speech class this morning. Maybe I'll fail, maybe I'll fail.

I'm lost, I'm lost, I'm lost. Please help me.

Just Because You're Forgotten, It Don't Mean You're Forgiven

Current Song: "My Body Is A Cage" -- Arcade Fire

I spent seven hours in Minnehaha Park picnicking and reading Entertainment Weekly and swatting at bugs and kicking Lila repeatedly because the blanket was too small for two. It was a good day.

I am not going to my speech tomorrow. I am a failure at school and life.

One of my favorite episodes of Futurama is on Cartoon Network right now and I love it.

Hermes: I'm just glad my fat ugly momma isn't alive to see this.
Professor: Enough about your promiscuous mother, Hermes.

Most Interesting Thing I Was Told Today: Love is not like a potato, because you cannot throw it out a window.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

The Sea Around Us

Current Song: "We've Only Just Begun" -- The Carpenters

I tried to do some work for my internship but for some reason everything's messed up so I came home after half an hour. I made some eggs and then I put on Kids In The Hall and pretty much fell asleep for the rest of the day. Robby called in the evening and woke me up, and then when I hung up with him my phone rang four times in five minutes, end result being I went and saw 1408 with Dan. It was alright. They made some directorial decisions that I didn't care for and I can't understand why Samuel L. Jackson bothered to be in it, but I do love John Cusack and parts of it were pretty scary. Also most of the other people in the audience needed to be slapped in the head. And Block E's ladies room has gotten pretty disgusting lately. Some of the stall doors are missing their locks, and the automatic toilets don't work automatically, and most of the automatic sinks are out also.

My skin is broken out and I'm bloated and all of that makes me want to lock myself in my room for the rest of eternity, but as they say, this too shall pass.

Most Interesting Thing I Heard Today: The Wild finally traded Manny Fernandez to Boston. Manny Fernandez is wicked queeah.