Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
cooties
While i was supposed to be reading The Masterpiece by Emile Zola, http://blogs.princeton.edu/wri152-3/f05/jcfields/cezanne_and_zolas_the_masterpiece.html
i was actually watching this movie instead.
http://www.badmovies.org/othermovies/nakedlunch/ watching this movie and then seeing bugs had me weirded out tremendously. well, just watching this movie had me weirded out tremendously, but catching sight of nasty unknown bugs while watching it weirded me out, and also made me pee a little.
I've been trying to figure out what this little tasty is, but i am not having any luck identifying it. needless to say, i now think that my basement is the breeding ground for a new species of evil-blood-sucking-bug-of-death. whatever it is, its given me a serious case of the creeping icks, and i want them to die horrible deaths. i thought it kind of looked tick-ish, but as you can see, its kind of huge, so my professional opinion is that i have some sort of mutant bug populating my basement, the thought of which make me want to scrub my skin off and burn my house down.
so, they are either here to build their forces up until they can attack and kill us, enabling them to commandeer the microwave so they can make microwave popcorn, or, they had a mad hankering to play cootie. either way, i'm officially creeped out.
i was actually watching this movie instead.
http://www.badmovies.org/othermovies/nakedlunch/ watching this movie and then seeing bugs had me weirded out tremendously. well, just watching this movie had me weirded out tremendously, but catching sight of nasty unknown bugs while watching it weirded me out, and also made me pee a little.
I've been trying to figure out what this little tasty is, but i am not having any luck identifying it. needless to say, i now think that my basement is the breeding ground for a new species of evil-blood-sucking-bug-of-death. whatever it is, its given me a serious case of the creeping icks, and i want them to die horrible deaths. i thought it kind of looked tick-ish, but as you can see, its kind of huge, so my professional opinion is that i have some sort of mutant bug populating my basement, the thought of which make me want to scrub my skin off and burn my house down.
so, they are either here to build their forces up until they can attack and kill us, enabling them to commandeer the microwave so they can make microwave popcorn, or, they had a mad hankering to play cootie. either way, i'm officially creeped out.Thursday, June 26, 2008
rock on!
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happily i am done with my first set of accelerated summer classes. now for a relaxing 6 days off and then back to the grind. maybe i should have the professors call me DJ Midnight Nerd just to make things interesting..
Sunday, June 22, 2008
smack down
ok, so i am currently supposed to be writing a paper about the yanomamo (http://www.indian-cultures.com/Cultures/yanomamo.html) that is due tomorrow. crap attack! instead i have taken a nap, eaten some most delicious cherry fudge ice cream, and watched paula deen whip up some tasty down home cooking. My paper is supposed to make connections to the wild west and buffalo bill, i haven't quite figured out the connection, though i guess it would help if i had read the course material. whoops! guess i should maybe get to it, um, after i cook lunch, re-grout the bathroom tiles, and construct a statue which moderately resembles the virgin mary out of nothing but a cardboard box and dryer lint. then, perhaps i will be sufficiently motivated to finish my sweet sweet paper of love and indigenous nudity, ohhh yeah.
Friday, June 13, 2008
soul eating 101
with 2 accelerated summer classes currently eating my soul, i believe i shall never again see the dank dungeon that once was my love, my life, my basement. alas. what is a moderately obsessive compulsive girl such as myself to do? apparently the answer to this tremendously important query is to have reoccurring dreams of cleaning the basement. wild and crazy fun. its what i do.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Detroit rocks!
The electronic music festival was more fun than a barrel of monkeys! i don't fully understand that expression really, seems like a barrel of monkeys, if anything, would be most everything but fun. and also really stinky. However, not even the thought of that can detract from the happy vibe i am still riding on from the past weekend. Benny Benassi ( www.myspace.com/benassi ) played on sunday night at 8, here he is in all his cute genius rocking my pants off, or um, something like that.
Whoever set him up in one of the smallest event areas was a big ol' nut cake, because people packed in there like nobodies business, i am in there in the general vicinity of my well placed pink arrow in the next pic, probably on my tippy toes busily squealing or something equally as dignified.
On saturday i got to see the Egyptian lover himself. Pelvic gyrating was involved on his part, and more squealing was once again involved on my part. he sang freakaholic. holy holy moly. if you care to see more of his sexy sexiness (you know you want to) www.myspace.com/therealegyptianlover
During one of his songs he walked up into the audience... he eventually stood about 5 feet from me and sang, but in this pic he is just on his way in, i am probably about 6 yards in the direction of my green arrow of awesomeness. at that exact moment i am probably busing myself trying hard not to have a stroke. though if i did stroke out, i don't think anyone would have noticed, thinking i was just a really spastic dancer or something. which i am, but thats beside the point.
Another cool thing on saturday was getting a chance to see Moby. i put in the wrong pic here without my arrow, but i was up on the balcony right above the sign..ish. somewhere in there amidst the throbbing masses. and you know how i love the throbbing masses, or, wait, what?
I had so much fun, and by the looks of this blog, i also managed to killed several important brain cells removing the ability to articulate myself any better than saying it was awesome about 40 times. but, no really, really, it was awesome.
Whoever set him up in one of the smallest event areas was a big ol' nut cake, because people packed in there like nobodies business, i am in there in the general vicinity of my well placed pink arrow in the next pic, probably on my tippy toes busily squealing or something equally as dignified.
On saturday i got to see the Egyptian lover himself. Pelvic gyrating was involved on his part, and more squealing was once again involved on my part. he sang freakaholic. holy holy moly. if you care to see more of his sexy sexiness (you know you want to) www.myspace.com/therealegyptianlover 
During one of his songs he walked up into the audience... he eventually stood about 5 feet from me and sang, but in this pic he is just on his way in, i am probably about 6 yards in the direction of my green arrow of awesomeness. at that exact moment i am probably busing myself trying hard not to have a stroke. though if i did stroke out, i don't think anyone would have noticed, thinking i was just a really spastic dancer or something. which i am, but thats beside the point.
Another cool thing on saturday was getting a chance to see Moby. i put in the wrong pic here without my arrow, but i was up on the balcony right above the sign..ish. somewhere in there amidst the throbbing masses. and you know how i love the throbbing masses, or, wait, what?
I had so much fun, and by the looks of this blog, i also managed to killed several important brain cells removing the ability to articulate myself any better than saying it was awesome about 40 times. but, no really, really, it was awesome.Thursday, May 15, 2008
awesomely awesome awesomeness
We had a garage sale! Granted, it was several weeks ago, but whatever, i've been too busy running around in circles and freaking out about school to blog. Anyway let me tell you, this was the most awesome garage sale in the whole world! It was comprised of crap that my mom had hoarded away through out the basement cleaning process. 99% of which i would have chucked, and/or tried to chuck in the first place. It was bad enough that i was on the verge of being embarrassed to be seen outside in association with this junk. I thought of disguising myself in some neon leg warmers, golf hat and Una bomber beard kit (never leave home without it), but as it turns out no one came to the sale, so i had no one to hide from.
The day was overcast, with rain predicted. i think we had a total of 6 shoppers, and 3 buyers, netting a total of 2.25$. Then it rained, and mom cracked, and decided the sale was over after a mere hour and a half. we ended up in the hole 1.25$ being we had to shell out 3.50$ to join the block sale in the first place. And so, all the crap was soon hauled to the salvation army in a last ditch attempt to prevent it from being trashed. So, overall, this garage sale totally rocked my world. But at least it got a lot of stupid crap out of the basement, one more step toward my basements enlightenment and ultimate bliss. Or something.
The day was overcast, with rain predicted. i think we had a total of 6 shoppers, and 3 buyers, netting a total of 2.25$. Then it rained, and mom cracked, and decided the sale was over after a mere hour and a half. we ended up in the hole 1.25$ being we had to shell out 3.50$ to join the block sale in the first place. And so, all the crap was soon hauled to the salvation army in a last ditch attempt to prevent it from being trashed. So, overall, this garage sale totally rocked my world. But at least it got a lot of stupid crap out of the basement, one more step toward my basements enlightenment and ultimate bliss. Or something.
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