Wednesday, October 29, 2008

drinking a pot of coffee tastes like chlorine and makes my teeth clack

after going home this weekend and watching my sister get ready in the morning, i feel like a sloppy hippie. don't get me wrong, i'm a daily shower-er. i wear clean, simple clothes every day and i smell relatively pleasant. however, i don't wear a layer of make-up. i don't curl my hair or use product, and often i don't even blow-dry my hair. sometimes i wear socks and sometimes i don't, and i especially don't wear a matching piece of jewelery. i haven't had a professional haircut in over 3 years (every hair cut has been DIY, thank you very much!). i don't get my nails done. what would be the point, they'd be wrecked in a matter of hours... and so i come back to my apartment in pullman contemplative...
how would my life differ if i gave a shit about the sort of things my little sister does? if i used a curling iron and a wand of mascara every morning, would i....? the fact that i'm single isn't what i mean, either. i mean would i be more successful? would more people approach me? would less? ... what sort of judgements would people make when seeing me, as opposed to what they feel now?

just a thought.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

an update:

http://pullman.craigslist.org/mis/897738866.html




and i thought my anger was better than a craigslist ad... i guess i was wrong.

Going Home

I went home to Olympia this weekend, and I have regrets. It was a good trip for the first couple days, but I spent time with people I shouldn't have given the time of day to, and as a result, am feeling resentful of going. Whatever, I'm not going to let random assholes affect me from here on. It's ridiculous, the circles you get yourself into when you're expecting one thing, are proven something different, and it just keeps happening over and over again.

I don't wanna talk about. Why am I posting this? I don't want to talk about it. DONE!

In other news, my flight attendant made me cry on the flight back. He looked just like Tim Gunn and he yelled at me, singled me out on the plane and scolded me like a child while I was choking up with tears streaming down my face. Apparently, it's not okay to put your bag under your seat and not above you. And I should have listened to him and not wasted the entire flight's time and should have known to simply take my laptop out of my suitcase and then stuff the suitcase above me. And I was "behaving like a selfish six year old." I didn't say a word to this guy, throughout the ordeal. Being a pushover and not standing up for myself is starting to wear on me, and clearly this incident was my fault for not telling Tim Gunn how it really was.

I told my roommate as I got picked up from the airport and climbed into the car, and started crying again just re-telling the story. She says, "Tim Gunn did you DIRTY! What an asshole Tim Gunn is!"

Tim Gunn, why did you lead me astray? I thought you were a kind man who looked at me through those rimless glasses with compassion, but you're really just a big douche bag that makes girls cry, aren't you? At least I got a comment card from Horizon Air, and I plan to fill that fucker out promptly, you dick!


Wednesday, October 22, 2008

i've taken an 8 day hiatus, and it has resulted in me pumping out work by the bundles... i find myself in the fine arts building from 9 am to 1130 pm, and it's good stuff. my work ethic is improving, but more exciting, i'm thinking of new ideas faster than i can make them.


issues of importance:

-my roommate's cats are named Marley and Nester. Bob Marley's full name was Robert Nesta Marley...
-i'm leaving for home this weekend, for the first time since i got here on august 15th
-john mccain has gold fillings that are quite noticeable when he's laughing like the cocky POS he is.
-my sleeves are too short but my pants are too long
-boxed wine makes me ill (SHOCKER!)
-my right armpit will smell more than my left
-i JUST found out that my roommate and i both have secret childhood blankey-s!
-my fourth toe is longer than my third

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

saaaad panda.

the fact that very few people still blog makes me a sad panda.

someone please say something. 

Friday, October 10, 2008

friday.

i have been festive today. i celebrated fall with pumpkin carving, pumpkin muffins, and spiked cider. i finally get why old people are so traditional: "thank god for the holidays, how many more excuses do we need to drink? "
i don't know if i typed what i meant right, but i think it's the best wording i could think of...

...what's wrong with that sentence?

anyway. UFC is on, it's been off for a good week. it's back. like a zombie.
barack's pumpkin chin just fell off. i hope this isn't a sign.
we worked on a puzzle of Klimt's work today. woke up at 9, both skipped classes, i went to work, came back home and we worked on the puzzle. i got the 2/3's of the border done, i'm so proud.
fuck.

GUYS! i got my degree audit today and not only can i graduate next semester as hoped, but i will only have 11 required credits! so i get to take fun stuff WAHOO FOR WAMU!

everyone should take random road trips with random people once in awhile. it's got a soundtrack.

ive been all day without my vision correction... risky business. good thing i never drove...

things are interesting these days. some family trouble. we'll see how it all plays out... having divorced parents that are exact opposites is like living in a sitcom. it's gross people, really. down to the stereotype to: mother is a stoner, zen, hippie lady that wears tie dye dresses and is enrolled at Evergreen. father is the up tight over caffeinated republican that works 3 jobs, including his ebay business, and works 3 women, including Elizabeth, Susan, and Linda.
it's overwhelming what a caricature they are. and father wants to bring Elizabeth to my graduation, and my mother and sister refuse to come if Elizabeth comes since Elizabeth and my sister were once (wait for it) in a fist fight with each other. SO! It's been one hell of a friday.

Monday, October 6, 2008

music

do do do do DO DO DOOOO
Do da do de dooooo
do de da de do de da de dooo deeeeeeeeeea
do do
do do
doo


is in my head
Matt Stars, I miss you!

Sunday, October 5, 2008

all i've done today is clean house, cut some paper, and drank a bottle of syrah.

and i didnt leave the house with the candles burning and so the house didn't burn down this weekend! SUCCESS!

Friday, October 3, 2008

PUT ON YOUR ADVENTURE HATS

ok guys, we're going on an adventure tomorrow. who's coming with us?
ROADTRIP TO NOWHERE

Thursday, October 2, 2008

travel

this whole talking about going places thing has gotten me wondering, and i noticed i got an email from travelocity. they have last minute packages, called "wanna get away" fare.

for two people to travel roundtrip from spokane to LA this weekend, plus luxury hotel, is 250$ a person.
250$?! that's it?


who's coming with me? one of you out there, come on, lets go on a trip! ive got my passport, we could fly in to san diego and spend the weekend in tijuana, enjoy the last of the good weather.

I bet no one is down for joining me, but i think spontaneity is important to experience while you're still a young under grad and could do what you want to do! come on guys... someone out there. lets go on a trip!
yesterday night i ended up in lewiston...

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

whoa

it's so very nice out, i can't believe it. i find myself often in the passenger seat of my roommate's car, driving aimlessly to palouse and back, or moscow and back (taking the back route), enjoying the sun, windows all down, screaming 90's music lyrics (last time it was 'counting blue cars' by dishwalla). then we get home and start chain smoking, and sipping on rum and cokes from our weird vintage special glasses we bought from palouse treasures that were particularly for rum and cokes and walking around with a glass in our hands.

it's clearly still summer, and it's what makes these hard weeks of low income, lots of work, being overloaded with midterms, crits, and impossible anth tests bearable. I do my work, I'm becoming a robot of getting shit done, but i can still relax and feel the ease of summer. it's once things get cold that things may start to suck, but I'm glad i'm doing these things. I'm glad I have things to do. Keeping as busy as I am means I have less time to sit around my house, and that means I'm being productive, staying a healthy weight, and not having time to get sad or depressed about... whatever.

this was kind of personal, hope that doesn't make you guys uncomfortable.