woohoo! i got cookies from VeganJihad in the mail today. and yes, they are delicious.
i have to write a 4-5 page essay on reality tv now. i had to endure 3 episodes of big brother for the paper. by the end, i wanted to watch a fourth. i had to know who was going to get kicked off. how horrible. the moral is: don't get started. reality tv is like crack. you're better off never even trying it.
last night at 2 am the guy who lives upstairs rang the buzzer. he said "can either one of you pierce my ear? i ganked this earring from shopko (or someplace like that) and i thought it would look pretty pimp in my ear." it was an ugly ass gold earring with a ton of fake diamonds in it. i stifled my laughter. "are you serious? you want that nasty old lady earring in your ear?" he said "yeah. what, do you think it would look gay?" i told him fuck yeah it would. and there wasn't any way i was gonna poke his ear and let him bleed all over my apartment. but i gave him some hydrogen peroxide, a safety pin (which i figured would be at least a little better than the nail he was going to use), and some advice on infections, and sent him on his way. he must have done it, because i heard him shriek a little while later.
last night i went to see liz phair in milwaukee. it was awesome! i think i am getting too old for shows, because usually they just get too long for me and i end up wishing they would be over soon. but her set was short and sweet, and she rocked out. r.i.p. wesley willis, he would have written a good review about it.
afterwards we went out to a pizza place and discussed physics and conspiracy theories. somehow this led to a discussion of the study done with crossword puzzles... a test group was given a crossword puzzle that hadn't been published anywhere. then a test group was given another puzzle that had been published a few days before and the answers were out, however, the test group didn't know this, and they had never seen it (were kept in isolation). they did significantly better on the crossword that had been out, and the hypothesis is basically this:
there is something like a human psychic unity, a collective consciousness, linking humanity. i think there's definitely not enough evidence to say whether this is real or not, but i'm beginning to seriously consider it.
that is, i'm gaining back my faith in humanity. i don't know what it is, but people are nice to me. like, really nice, for no reason. people i've never met before. the other day a girl practically ran across the room to give me a dollar so i could make copies for a class. the boy with the umbrella, vj sending cookies to anyone, the girl who didn't want to buy anything at work, but talked with me about life, and listened to me for 20 minutes anyway. do i just have good karma coming, or is there something really changing? i feel like it's possible.
okay then.
also, if anyone has pictures of cool scars/wounds/etc please post them here so i can see them!
a few days ago i managed to pay attention in my 8 am anthropology class. there's a boy who sits in the front row that looks eerily like justin timberlake, and he was staring at me. two days later i was walking to class, enjoying the rain, and he ran up behind me and asked if i wanted to share his umbrella. it was sweet. and now, suddenly i have that "will you be my girlfriend?" song stuck in my head. no, i won't. you're a justin timberlake clone. *puts on the tin foil hat* gotta keep out the waves, gotta keep em out...
i was going about my business at maddox's page the other day and found a great article relating to my pain-filled entry the other day about asshole kids. beat your kids. his page is so wonderful... it really relates to my world. and now, instead of continuing, because blogs are stupid, i'll stop.
i have to write a 4-5 page essay on reality tv now. i had to endure 3 episodes of big brother for the paper. by the end, i wanted to watch a fourth. i had to know who was going to get kicked off. how horrible. the moral is: don't get started. reality tv is like crack. you're better off never even trying it.
last night at 2 am the guy who lives upstairs rang the buzzer. he said "can either one of you pierce my ear? i ganked this earring from shopko (or someplace like that) and i thought it would look pretty pimp in my ear." it was an ugly ass gold earring with a ton of fake diamonds in it. i stifled my laughter. "are you serious? you want that nasty old lady earring in your ear?" he said "yeah. what, do you think it would look gay?" i told him fuck yeah it would. and there wasn't any way i was gonna poke his ear and let him bleed all over my apartment. but i gave him some hydrogen peroxide, a safety pin (which i figured would be at least a little better than the nail he was going to use), and some advice on infections, and sent him on his way. he must have done it, because i heard him shriek a little while later.
last night i went to see liz phair in milwaukee. it was awesome! i think i am getting too old for shows, because usually they just get too long for me and i end up wishing they would be over soon. but her set was short and sweet, and she rocked out. r.i.p. wesley willis, he would have written a good review about it.
afterwards we went out to a pizza place and discussed physics and conspiracy theories. somehow this led to a discussion of the study done with crossword puzzles... a test group was given a crossword puzzle that hadn't been published anywhere. then a test group was given another puzzle that had been published a few days before and the answers were out, however, the test group didn't know this, and they had never seen it (were kept in isolation). they did significantly better on the crossword that had been out, and the hypothesis is basically this:
there is something like a human psychic unity, a collective consciousness, linking humanity. i think there's definitely not enough evidence to say whether this is real or not, but i'm beginning to seriously consider it.
that is, i'm gaining back my faith in humanity. i don't know what it is, but people are nice to me. like, really nice, for no reason. people i've never met before. the other day a girl practically ran across the room to give me a dollar so i could make copies for a class. the boy with the umbrella, vj sending cookies to anyone, the girl who didn't want to buy anything at work, but talked with me about life, and listened to me for 20 minutes anyway. do i just have good karma coming, or is there something really changing? i feel like it's possible.
okay then.
also, if anyone has pictures of cool scars/wounds/etc please post them here so i can see them!
a few days ago i managed to pay attention in my 8 am anthropology class. there's a boy who sits in the front row that looks eerily like justin timberlake, and he was staring at me. two days later i was walking to class, enjoying the rain, and he ran up behind me and asked if i wanted to share his umbrella. it was sweet. and now, suddenly i have that "will you be my girlfriend?" song stuck in my head. no, i won't. you're a justin timberlake clone. *puts on the tin foil hat* gotta keep out the waves, gotta keep em out...
i was going about my business at maddox's page the other day and found a great article relating to my pain-filled entry the other day about asshole kids. beat your kids. his page is so wonderful... it really relates to my world. and now, instead of continuing, because blogs are stupid, i'll stop.
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stirfry:
hey, long time no see. i LOVE the new hair cut.
spikybluegirl:
next time I get flogged I'll send you pictures.