Eyes Like Cyanide

Hypocracy

2010-11-09T18:37:00.001-05:00

Don't you hate it when someone tells you they don't want to see you anymore because they "don't want to be in a relationship" and then immediately get into one? Just be straight with me, dude.

Get Healthy

2010-11-07T15:34:00.004-05:00

I've been struck the last few months with how unhealthy I am. I don't exercise, I smoke, and I eat mountains of junk food. The only thing that keeps me relatively thin is my abnormally fast metabolism, and as I get older, the realization that it won't last forever is creeping up on me.

The thing is, I loathe grocery shopping. I love eating, and I even enjoy cooking, but walking into a grocery store puts me in an overwhelming panic state. I always either buy a lot of prepackaged meals that I eat too quickly, or I buy a huge amount of produce that ends up going bad. I need to figure out how to gauge my food intake and purchase accordingly. This has nothing to do with dieting, more to do with working out what I like and how much I eat (or need to eat) and acting accordingly.

Seattle is nice, because there are a lot of options for lazy shoppers out there. We have Amazon Fresh, which I have considered before. But their produce seems to come in the same bulk sizes that I have had issues with in the past. I'm now considering a service called New Roots Organic. They offer weekly delivery of fresh organic produce, selected by the company, and tailors a bin size specifically for single people. The con, of course, is that you do not select what comes each week, but that can also be a positive. I don't go to the store looking for new things to try, but having them placed on my doorstep would encourage a little more creativity. The cost, $25 a week, would equal to half of my monthly food budget. Worth it? Maybe.

As for the smoking, I'm trying. Just not very hard.

Once I manage to save $500, I'm buying a bike. A Trek Allant, specifically. So pretty...

My smoking money should go towards this, probably...

I almost forgot what overreacting feels like

2010-03-31T02:03:00.002-04:00

Ever had someone abruptly leave after you cooked them a nice dinner? "Oh, hey, I'd love to stay, but I've got a lot of things on my mind." Seriously, fuck you buddy. Then you sit and and bitch to your roommate, because seriously, what an asshole.

Then he calls you twice (because you ignored him the first time) to apologize and assure you that he just got a load off his mind and he'll see you tomorrow.

It's nice to feel wanted. :)

Stressed Out

2009-07-18T15:22:00.002-04:00

I'm trying to move right now. So far it's been nothing but trouble, enough to almost convince me to give up and stay put.

Julia and I have been talking about moving in together for awhile. First, we were planning on doing it with Julia's boyfriend and one of his friends. That fell through because they decided they couldn't live together. I can't blame them, we were firmly in the planning stages at that point, so not a big deal.

Then Julia's friend Albert comes in and says he needs a place. He finds a fourth person to round it out, and we start looking for houses. Julia and I find several really nice places and start scheduling open houses.

Right before I'm about to go to an open house for a really nice place, situated in exactly the location we want to live, this girl that Julia and I have not even met yet sends everyone an email saying "Wow, thanks for including me, but I'm going to stay where I am." I am so annoyed that she's dropping out now, right when we're actually in the process of filling out applications and meeting landlords. If I were looking for a 3-bedroom, I never would have found this amazing house that I now have my heart set on.

Since then (that was Tuesday), we have entertained a seemingly endless stream of acquaintances, who "maybe might be interested". I don't know any of those people. But according to Albert, these people are somehow safer and better than finding someone on craigslist who is LEGITIMATELY INTERESTED IN FINDING A ROOM... because he had a bad experience once in college.

I am so unbelievably annoyed right now. Albert is actually turning in our applications today though, so if the three of us make it through the first screening, perhaps we can revisit the fourth roommate question with more serious eyes. I personally found my current room on craigslist, and I have a great and non-crazy roommate. Arg.

Grad school, blah blah blah

2009-04-03T19:59:00.002-04:00

I really want to go to grad school. That's not a shocker for anyone who knows me. But as fate would have it, I didn't bother with it right after college. My GRE scores were good, my grades were fine, but I didn't really know anyone who could give me good recommendations. So I put the idea on the back burner and focused on getting a job.

Oh, but now. I have a job which is giving me excellent experience for a graduate degree in psychology. Hooray for me! I'm starting to look at schools and realizing that although I have good grades and test scores, I haven't taken enough of the prerequisite classes that are required for most psych programs. No problem, I say to myself. UW offers credit classes to non-matriculated students. I felt pretty good about it until I made it over to the postbac website and discovered that UW charges $1200 for a five credit class.

And then I cried a little. Boo grad school.

employ'd

2009-01-30T18:19:00.004-05:00

Apparently there was a 4.5 magnitude earthquake this morning. This is like the third earthquake I've totally not noticed.

I remain employed for the foreseeable future! Yay!

I have an inexplicable urge to move to Maine. Perhaps I will inhabit an old lighthouse and make lobster boats crash along the rocky shore and steal all the delicious lobster. But then the lobsters will be HAUNTED. Because everything in Maine is haunted. Or a vampire.

I read too much Stephen King.

Strange.

2009-01-21T19:40:00.002-05:00

Yesterday I found out that I might lose my job thanks to giant cutbacks in the state's budget. It's too bad that this country doesn't care about children. It's sad that the most populous county in a pretty liberal state is cutting it's residential treatment spots from 240 beds to 100. That's a lot of kids left in abusive homes because of a lack of crisis care, and kids getting shunted out of residential care to make room for more acute cases. Also, I might lose my job.

And yet, I got a bonus check today for sleeping at work during the blizzard... so... yay.

Waning Philosophical

2008-11-12T21:54:00.002-05:00

I was going to write a blog post meditating on my inability to have a relationship with a man that isn't completely fucked up. Then I realized that it's Wednesday night (which, due to my work schedule, is FRIDAY!!!) and I'm sitting in my apartment by myself, contemplating myself, and this never ends anywhere nice and pleasant.

So to make it short and sweet... I'm seeing a guy, it's a little fucked up, wah wah emo bullshit, etc.

I think I might go watch a movie. Maybe go out? With that catharsis out of the way, I'm ready for anything.

Glad we took the time.

I guess everybody knows what's on my mind...

2008-09-15T20:36:00.002-04:00

I want a scooter

2008-09-11T14:37:00.002-04:00

They're very in vogue in Seattle right now. I see them all the time zipping around and I want one. I don't really mind riding the bus, but I hate waking up at 5am so I can be at work at 7 two days a week. Yuck.

I'm glad that I don't have the cash to back up my impulsivity. I have a perfectly nice bicycle that I need to fix up, after all.

I suck at holding grudges

2008-09-09T21:12:00.002-04:00

Really, I'm terrible at it.

I was reading my ex's blog the other day, a phenomenon similar to "there's nothing on tv". It was somewhat triggered by the news of a Presidents concert (that I can't go to, but that's not really relevant), I guess. And try as I might to despise him, I just couldn't muster up any anger. I was, in fact, hit by a somewhat surprising wave of guilt by my own actions. Then I really got to thinking about it, and about the silly, immature decisions both of us made... and all I could feel was sadness. I should work at my grudge-holding. History has proved time and time again that I'm a total softy. (Not that I expect that he isn't still pissed. That's not where I was going with this.)

Anywho, I've been a full-time working person for almost three weeks now. I'm really excited for next week, when I get my first full paycheck. I got a crappy three-workday paycheck last week that paid my rent (yay). For those of you not obsessively following my Facebook profile, I am a residential counselor at a treatment facility for abused children. Our "cottage" is mostly children 6-12 who have been sexually abused. It's very challenging, especially since I'm not fully trained, but it's also very rewarding, and I actually really enjoy it. Grad school is still in the works in two or three years, but this is a great opportunity for the right now. It's awesome.

I do have to work a somewhat unconventional schedule for a job that requires a bachelor's degree though. That's simply the fact that the cottage has to be staffed 24 hours a day... so I work every weekend and have Thursdays and Fridays off. That's fine with me, bars are less crowded Wednesday and Thursday nights. :-)

My roommate and I have been getting along rather swimmingly, and we enjoy going out every week. Fremont has a great bar called Tost (long O), and they have the most amazing happy hour known to mankind. Kick. Ass.

In other news, my laundry is free!! Living in a converted house with two apartments is a great experience. It has all the coziness and amenities of a house, with the price of an apartment. And who could forget the view.

Life is super.

My new place...

2008-08-03T23:10:00.009-04:00

...is totally awesome!! I spent a hot and sticky day getting everything squished into my little room, but now that the bed is made and everything is shoved in its rightful corner, I'm feeling really good about my move.

Here are some pics of the new place. I hope to get some better ones in the coming days, when I don't have so much crap lying around.

My little bed and little window. :-)

My little desk and little closet.

The living room. That's Loki all spread out like the whore she is.

The kitchen. I'm in love with the skylights.

The view from the kitchen. I definitely need a better picture of that.

That Norwegian stereo

2008-07-23T16:35:00.002-04:00

I haven't looked at my StatCounter in a while, mainly because I don't update that often, but also because I haven't really blog stalked since junior year. My point being, I checked today for the hell of it.

A guy from Oslo, Norway hit my blog a couple days ago from a Google search for "norwegian slut." I find myself wondering if this gentlemen (at least I assume) was looking for a particular Norwegian slut, or just sluts in Norway in general.

If you're wondering why I happen to be hit number six in this particular Google search, it stems from a quote from one of my lovely meth-addicted neighbors when I lived in the U-District in Seattle. He could be heard in the alley below my window screaming, "Sarah!! That Norwegian slut... she's my only friend...."

In an ironic twist, the blog entry titled "That Norwegian slut" just happens to be about how someone hit my blog from a Google search for "how to steal a stereo." How very meta.

In other news, I got a job interview at Pacific Science Center! Rock on!!

show: Futurama

Guess what happens when I have too much time on my hands...

2008-07-22T14:00:00.010-04:00

PICTURES!!

Oh look, a mountain.

Oh look, a mountain and also a ship.

The New Star.

Ah, scenic Tacoma.

That's a nice looking deck.

Smashed Up Car Island

If you click on this picture, you will see it is a picture of a seal.

You're a parasitic psycho filthy creature finger-banging my heart

2008-07-21T14:25:00.005-04:00

All quiet on the western front, basically.

I'm moving to Fremont in August. For those not in the know, it's pretty much the coolest neighborhood in Seattle. I found the only apartment with affordable rent, I think. Pretty pumped about that.

I have some interviews coming up too, which is good because I need to pay my super-cheap rent. I actually got offered the job I last wrote about here, but they weren't going to pay the big bucks. Too bad.

Basically I hang out with my parents all week, and sometimes my friends in Seattle on the weekends. I've been getting a lot of reading done (mostly Stephen King) and watching a shit-ton of movies. And drinking copious amounts of good beer.

I'm lonely though. I miss Maggie and Vic. Not Peter though, because apparently I talk to him all the time....

Listening to this song too much might damage my grunge street cred... shit.

song: Ludo - Love Me Dead

Interviews

2008-06-19T15:21:00.002-04:00

Look at me, I have a job interview on Monday. I've been applying for research assistant positions and counseling positions in children's homes. This interview is for one of the latter.

I guess I better dig out my interview pants. I have no idea where I put them.

I Was A Teenage Astrocytoma

2008-05-21T02:17:00.002-04:00

Fuck you, CNN.

I'm having a crisis.

We're all headed one way.

Trouble
Oh trouble can't you see
You have made me a wreck
Now won't you leave me in my misery

I've seen your eyes
and I can see death's disguise
Hangin' on me

Cat Stevens - Trouble

The rock will continue

2008-05-08T14:28:00.001-04:00

I've sent away for a replacement guitar for Rock Band. Apparently my issue isn't unique and the replacement is free. Heck yeah.

Yay Thursday.

Workshop

2008-05-07T11:37:00.002-04:00

I got some really great responses on the fiction story I wrote for my creative writing class. One guy told me that it was "the most disturbing thing [he'd] ever read" which he meant as a compliment. It's a compliment I happily accept, because disturbing and fucked up is precisely what I was going for... probably because that's where my headspace is at the moment.

Once I do my revisions, I'll post the final draft somewhere and link it here. Then everyone can enjoy the great fucked-upness of my mind. Just in case you don't actually know me.

I feel about 1000x better than I did a couple days ago, both in physical and mental health. I've really purged on that front, and it feels damn good.

In other news, I passed my yellow belt test! When I was a white belt / black belt, they called me a "gray belt". Now that I'm a yellow belt / black belt, I'm not sure what that makes me. A bumble bee belt? Yeah, I like that.

2008-05-05T01:29:00.003-04:00

I was debating whether or not to post this. I am not interested in escalating a bad situation. But it's my damn blog, and I'm going to get it out and after that, I can never bring it up again.

Dear Michael,

Almost three months ago, we broke up. It was a difficult and volatile time in my life, and for my sanity, it's something I had to do. I don't need to repeat my reasons here, both because we have discussed this at length, and because I know you've read my locked journal entries about it anyway. Whatever.

Two weeks later, I came back to Seattle to go to a concert with you. I did something wrong there. I read a text file you had saved to your desktop. Because what was written there surprised and hurt me, I did something else wrong and shared it with a few of my friends. I continued to be wrong and lied about it when caught off guard and confronted. For what it's worth (which I'm sure is nothing), I felt terrible about it later. I didn't have a right to violate your privacy like that.

But then, instead of doing taking the high road and just calling me out on my snooping of your desktop, you took revenge to a new level of crazy. You cracked my passwords and violated the privacy of all my online accounts. And you didn't do it once. You continued to do it long after the whole event should have blown over. You continued to violate my privacy long after you had claimed to have moved on.

And then, just DAYS ago, you remember that I have a Livejournal account and decide to violate my privacy once again, because reading a girl's email three months after you break up just isn't taking the creepy stalking far enough. You go through my personal, emotional thoughts and then call ME delusional.

I had a feeling that you were stalking my activities a couple days ago, but the extent of your violation truly shocked and appalled me. Mostly, I'm horrified about the person I've found you to be. However, there's a small part of me that's a little relieved to know I dodged a bullet.

So thank you for revealing yourself to me in a spectacular fashion. And I also have no interest in ever talking to you again.

I'm not interested in anyone's thoughts about this.

Over-rocked

2008-05-04T23:35:00.003-04:00

That seems to apply to a lot of things in my life right now, but at the moment I am most concerned with the overly vigorous stroking I have applied to my Rock Band Fender. I couldn't figure out why I kept missing notes during Detroit Rock City. After pausing and giving the guitar a gentle shake, I heard the unmistakable rattle of little bits of necessary Rocking Out Plastic. My poor baby.

I think they just started selling the instruments separately. It would be great if I could afford a new one. I am unhappy. Here is my sad face.

:(

Other things seem to be over-rocked as well. It made for a frustrating weekend.

Also, I spilled beer on my regular controller. It still works, but I have to wonder for how long.

In other news, my car has functioning brakes. That's pretty cool. Now if only I could afford gas, I could drive places. Yaaaay.

I've got 5-6 more weekends in Columbus. I'm beginning to feel the time crunch. It upsets me a little bit.

I have zero motivation to go to class this quarter. I go to my creative writing class, but even hip-hop dance has seen an attendance decline. And anthropology of women? Yeah, fuck that.

Life. I am over-rocking it.

The sweetest public service announcement ever

2008-03-28T15:08:00.003-04:00

Wow I'm glad I wasn't a child in the UK in the 80s. Shit.

So this is how senior year is supposed to be

2008-03-26T13:44:00.002-04:00

I'm taking Writing Fiction, Anthropology of Women, and Hip-Hop Dance. No class on Tuesday or Thursday. I should really get a second job to fill my extra time and make some extra cash, but meh. I'm going to enjoy the very last time that I can sit in my apartment on a Tuesday afternoon and do absolutely nothing, and be ok with that.

:)

The hawk and the squirrel

2008-03-15T18:48:00.002-04:00

I was up at 7:00 am on Wednesday morning to go to my last two finals. Fate somehow demanded that my two most difficult finals be on the same day. I was not pleased.

On my way through the Oval, I passed a row of short trees. I was busy contemplating my impending doom when I heard the strangest squeaking noise. Looking over to the trees, barely five feet away, there was a hawk. I have never seen a bird of prey perched so close to a human in the wild. It was amazing. I wondered for a moment if it was injured. But then I noticed it appeared to be looking up at something in the terminal branches. I followed its gaze to the squirrel.

The squirrel had retreated as far up and out as its little claws would allow. It sat there quivering, and I swear if a bird could lick its chops, that's what this hawk would have been doing. The squirrel just gripped and shook, screaming in its little squirrelish way "Please don't eat me!"

Lately I've been the squirrel.

On a less morbid note, I think my professor for Primate Evolution is on crack. I know for a fact I failed his final, and yet I passed with a B. It seems almost impossible. But that makes my winter quarter GPA a 3.35. Well shit, I'm not going to mess with success.

Seeing the Presidents tonight. Tomorrow I might be going out to Port Hadlock to go through our storage unit and pull out some necessities. Then Monday is St. Patty's Day.

It's nice to be home, but I don't loathe going back.

Whaaaaat

2008-03-15T11:46:00.003-04:00

Just saw a Pop Tarts commercial on Nickelodeon that must have been animated by Don Hertzfeldt (the guy that made "Rejected"). It was a little surreal. I can't find a video of it on YouTube.

But here's this instead.

[Edit:] Found it!!!

I think this is an adorable idea

2008-03-11T11:44:00.004-04:00

The whole point of course is that the USB stick has the same capacity as an old-school cassette tape. But paying $20 for a 64MB flash drive makes me want to die on the inside. I mean, you can buy a 4GB drive for $20 on Newegg. And that's just the model on the top page, there are cheaper ones.

I guess you pay for your packaging.

Snowed In

2008-03-09T21:23:00.004-04:00

Woke up on Saturday morning to my first real life blizzard. It was pretty excellent. I could never have imagined the experience of sinking into snow up to my knees. Although my lack of proper footwear coupled with the cold and wet and general misery of winter at its best made me glad to have a (somewhat) warm house and someone to spend the day with.

Driving down North Broadway and seeing a cross-country skier was pretty much the high point of my life.

I have been enjoying saying what I mean lately. It feels good to emote. I tend to not be the most honest person. I don't mean that I'm a liar, I just tend to keep my mouth shut to preserve peoples' feelings. At this point, I don't think that strategy has helped to be a good friend. So we'll try the new thing for awhile and see how it goes.

Sometimes I am just so pleased with myself. My life at the moment is exactly what I want.

An Eskimo showed me a movie
He'd recently taken of you
The poor man could hardly stop shivering
His lips and his fingers were blue
I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes
And I guess he just never got warm
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice
Oh please let me come into the storm

mood: content
song: Leonard Cohen - One of Us Cannot Be Wrong

13 weeks

2008-03-02T12:27:00.002-05:00

That's how much college I have left. 13 weeks of school, and I am done. Back to Washington to find a job, or find a nice cardboard box.

While I am here though, I plan to make the most of my 13 weeks. My whole time at Ohio State, I've just been existing. Now I have 13 weeks to take advantage of what I should have been doing the past one and a half years.

This weekend basically changed my world view.

mood: contemplative
song: Rasputina - Transylvania Concubine

You don't want to miss paraphilia day

2008-02-28T17:14:00.002-05:00

The quarter is almost over. I am so ready to be going home. I think I'm going to hide in the boat for ten days. Hooray.

Couldn't sleep last night, so I cleaned. Our apartment is immaculate. While cleaning, I watched the second season of Dexter. I'm running out of insomnia shows. Suggestions welcome.

I'm trying to sign up for scuba diving next quarter, but I have to jump through a shit-ton of hoops to get a physical because I have asthma. I should have just lied on the form. Bullshit.

Today I am disillusioned and disappointed.

At least next Tuesday is paraphilia day.

Question.

2008-02-26T22:31:00.002-05:00

I'm a senior anthropological sciences major. I'm 21 years old. And I still giggle every time I hear the words Homo erectus. Is this sad?

song: King Missile - Detachable Penis

Wishing it was 87 here...

2008-02-24T00:27:00.002-05:00

My dad called this evening from Florida. He's out there doing consulting work for Royal Carribean. He advised me to keep warm, adding that he and Merrilee went down to the beach today, but they didn't stay long because it was "just too hot".

In related news, I hate my dad.

I'm watching "Outfoxed", which is a documentary about Rupert Murdoch and Fox News. It's marginally interesting, despite being about as fair and balanced as the news network it's reporting on (and I am definitely not one to jump to the defense of Fox). It succeeds in making Bill O'Reily look like a giant asshole, but come on, like that's hard. My main point is, it looks like someone threw this movie together on Windows Movie Maker, complete with cheesy clip art. It takes a little something away from the message.

Things kind of blow at the moment. And it's my fault, as usual.

Looking up

2008-02-20T18:54:00.003-05:00

I got an A- on that test I was so worried about before. I'm not sure how I managed it. I should take exams on zero hours of sleep more often. It worked at Rose. Sometimes.

I have two papers and one presentation due next week. Don't want to do them right now, but my lack of a social life will hopefully motivate me this weekend. That, and also that I have no more Oz or Law & Order to watch. I am addicted to Christopher Meloni, so shoot me.

Today the early karate class was doing shoulder rolls, and I missed the fun of smacking my head on the mat. I should rectify that situation. Working here makes me antsy to get back into martial arts, especially if I've had two cups of coffee before I come to work.

I think I have run out of things to do on the internet. Hence blogging. Maybe I'll try vlogging or something.... lol no.

mood: bored
weather: disgustingly whimsical

2008-02-19T07:35:00.004-05:00

I woke up this morning feeling as if I had been running a marathon yesterday. My leg was so cramped I could barely walk. Limping along, I managed to swallow some aspirin, and now I feel better.

Fuckin' weird.

[Edit:] While I was in class this morning, I invented a new game I like to call "Grad Student or Bum". It would be played in a similar fashion to "Computer Programmer or Serial Killer". That kept me amused for a good ten minutes.

I like going to work a lot. I find menial tasks very comforting and pleasant. I'm not sure what that says about my illustrious future. I also don't care.

Psh. Real life. Whatever.

I fucking hate Nickelback

2008-02-13T00:30:00.000-05:00

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

This week sucks

2008-02-12T11:30:00.000-05:00

There's nothing inherently wrong with this week I guess. I just have an outline to write about a paper I have no interest in writing. I also took an exam yesterday that frustrated me. I knew all the material (I was up all night studying, after all), but I had difficulty anyway. I've really been feeling like my test scores aren't reflecting my knowledge. I don't know if it's me or the test. Probably me.

I didn't get a lot of sleep the night before last either, so I was exhausted all day. I'm a caffeine addict to be sure, but I don't even remember the last time I drank five cups of coffee before 4 pm. I was basically the walking dead yesterday. Today I got my 7.5 hours, and I'll probably take a nap after my laundry is done.

I'm thinking the week will likely improve as it draws to a close. It's Valentine's Day after all, and this year I have someone to spend it with. That makes me feel somewhat successful at something. College has really taken me down a couple of pegs as far as feeling like a successful and intelligent person.

On March 15th, I get to see the Presidents of the United States in Seattle. It's like the fun reward for passing a quarter in which I feel completely apathetic. I feel more passionate about unlocking songs in Rock Band than going to school. The clinical term for this is senioritis. I just call it every day since 2004.

Well that was upbeat. I really am excited for the weekend, I swear.

I will break into your thoughts
With what's written on my heart
I will break, break

I'm so sick, infected with
Where I live
Let me live without this
Empty bliss, selfishness
I'm so sick

song: Flyleaf - I'm So Sick
mood: apathetic

Useless things

2008-01-30T00:02:00.000-05:00

I'm being coerced into blogging by my golddigging significant other. So don't expect this to be interesting or informative.

I took two exams this week. I did not fail them. The people rejoiced.

There is nothing more amusing than watching grown men spar with five-year-olds. If you find something more amusing, please let me know.

It's raining in Ohio and it's sunny in Seattle. What??

Is that good enough for you?

My sexy textbook

2008-01-16T12:03:00.000-05:00

I just picked up my textbook for Human Sexual Problems this morning, because I was searching for a used copy. Finally found one, and got to look through it. Of course the first page I opened to was the one with illustrations of various sexual positions. It also has a very interesting section on brothels, as well as a chapter on paraphilias, from which I pulled this fine image:

Of course, I can just imagine the photographer and his flasher friend running around, flashing people whilst calling "FOR SCIENCE!!"

But then again, I'm weird.

The book also has some lovely self-diagnostic tests. Do you have erectile dysfunction? Just tell me all about your wiener and I'll check my textbook and let you know.

Dear Men of the World

2008-01-15T15:07:00.000-05:00

I know how hard it can be to get dressed in the morning. The baffling combination of shirt and pants would confuse anyone. But I just have to talk to you guys for a second about wearing your polo shirts with sweat pants. Really? Sweatpants?? Do you men understand that this is like the mullet of male fashion. Perhaps you think it's fetching for your outfit to be screaming, "Business in the collar, party on the cock!!" Really, there's no classier message to send the ladies than, "I'm too lazy for zippers." Maybe you just got dressed in the dark. But gentlemen... didn't your mothers teach you better?

Love,

Sarah

P.S. I would bitch about girls with high ponytails wearing Northface jackets, sweatpants, and Uggs, but I think everyone already knows that looks totally fugly.

Fugly!

I promise, next time we'll talk about clitorises

2008-01-08T11:30:00.000-05:00

I was apprehensive about taking a class that met at 8:30 am, but I just had to, because it sounded so interesting. Human Sexual Problems has yet to disappoint. It's one of those classes where you just know a bad professor could suck the life right out of it, but luckily the prof is awesome. I'm excited for this quarter, actually. All my classes are at least marginally interesting.

I guess I should blog more. I've been goaded. I have never claimed that I don't bow down to peer pressure. Behold, the fruits of your labor!

One of my classes is in an engineering building on north campus. Yesterday, as I was walking to my class, I had the pleasure of witnessing a professor in a full-tilt nerd run (minus rolling backpack). It was a beautiful thing. It brought joy to my day.

I have all this free time in between my classes now. I feel very guilty for not working out yet this year. It was one of my resolutions. I've upheld the other so far, which is no fast food. I feel pretty damn good about that.

Two days ago, I was really motivated to start writing the book I've been thinking about for over a year. I lost it though. The book remains in the recesses of my mind. I don't think I'll ever be motivated enough to finish something like that.

Motivation. Blah.

2007-12-01T05:32:00.000-05:00

Call your mom on the telephone
Tell her your muse is gone
Tell her there's not a chance
You're ever going to change the world
Just a few drops away
You're never gonna change the world

If you want to be free
Take a sip of this tea
Join the red oyster cult
If you drink the whole cup
You will never grow up
You will never grow old

Rants and raves (mostly rants)

2007-10-24T16:23:00.000-04:00

Some random thoughts and occurrences from the past few days:

-I almost pwned some people in a crosswalk coming home from work. That was totally my fault, and I feel bad for almost killing them.

-I got kidnapped by a taxi driver on the way home from the airport. I asked him while I was getting in if he took credit, and he said no. Instead of allowing me to get out and find another cab, he drove off and wouldn't let me out of the car. I had to have him drop me off at a cash machine. Douchebag.

-The TAs in my EEOB 400 class are assholes. They refuse to explain concepts we need for the homework, because we're "supposed to know this stuff". Well, seeing as the highest score on the exam was an 88, and the average was a 64, I'm going to go ahead and guess that we DON'T understand. Maybe you should, you know, do your jobs as TAs and assist us in understanding.

-In the same vein, the prof for EEOB 400 won't release an exam key. This is despite the fact that three people in my recitation alone had grading errors. It would be nice if everyone could check for grading errors. But no. Just go ahead and see the sanctity of the test questions to be more important than your students' success.

-I do appreciate the curve in EEOB, however. Despite the fact that I got a 68 on the exam, I am still above average.

-I'm taking the GRE in a week (and two days). I'm terrified. I have to do well. Gah.

Alright, that's enough anger for one day.

All in

2007-10-22T16:52:00.000-04:00

I had a great weekend. Like, really fantastic. And that's a good thing, seeing as someone flew me to the other side of the country just to spend time with him. And despite the fact that I had a cold, it was still pretty awesome.

I feel like I really had a breakthrough, too. All this time, I haven't really been all in. I've been mostly in, but I've kept my little toe right on the line, just in case I need to bolt. Suffice to say, my attitude has changed. A little reevaluation does wonders for your mood. I couldn't be happier right now, and it's been a long time since I've felt this way.

I slept through my classes today... but I did go to work, so I feel like I've accomplished something.

2007-10-22T01:33:00.000-04:00

i've been waiting
i've been waiting for this moment all my life
but it's not quite right

and this 'real'
it's impossible if possible
at who's blind word
so clear but so unheard

i've been waiting
i've been waiting for this silence all night long
it's just a matter of time

to appear sad
with the same 'ol decent lazy eye
fixed to rest on you
aim free and so untrue

everyone's so intimately rearranged
everyone can focus clearly with such shine

everyone's so intimately rearranged
everyone can focus clearly with that shine

lost and loaded
still the same 'ol decent lazy eye
straight through your gaze
that's why i said i relate
i said we relate
it's so fun to relate

it's the room the sun and the sky
it's the room the sun and the sky

i've been waiting
i've been waiting for this moment...

Blog or die

2007-10-04T02:06:00.000-04:00

You know that McDonald's commercial? "Things that make you go mmmm." It's stuck in my head for some reason tonight. It's kind of sexy.

Today I was walking down High Street and a fly managed to insert itself between my glasses and my eyeball. Hysterically it buzzed, somehow caught in my eyelashes. I tore the glasses from my face, waving them around in my hand whilst shaking my head. The fly was freed from the lashes, only to end up in my hair. So one hand is waving the glasses, and the other is frantically brushing through my not-quite-clean-and-silky hair. Oh course no one bats an eye; this is High Street after all. So that's my story of getting a bug caught in my glasses and showing campus my best impression of a schizophrenic homeless person.

This blog is dedicated to Mr. Michael Mahoney, who held a gun to my head and whispered, "Blog or die, bitch."

I'm exhausted

2007-09-30T22:06:00.000-04:00

Mentally and physically. I have a headache. This weekend was weird.

Together we'll wreak havoc

2007-09-05T07:27:00.000-04:00

I have been somewhat surprised this week that the world didn't grind to a halt and throw me right off into outer space. I mean that in a good way, of course.

You can add up the parts
You won't have a sum
You can strike up a march
There is no drum
Every heart -
Every heart to love will come
But like a refugee

Weekend :)

2007-08-30T12:21:00.000-04:00

First of all - Rufus!! Best concert ever!! I wish I could express how amazing it was, but I can't. It was, for lack of a better phrase, absolutely fabulous. I'm trying to find pictures of all his costume changes so I can really express that, but for now, here's this:

I really wanted to embed 14th Street, but the only decent copy is from Universal, who disables that feature. But here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a8xzi6TwlAI

I was pleased to discover that unlike most artists, he is even better in person than on CD.

One amusing anecdote - the guy that went to the concert with me was confused throughout the opening acts, trying to figure out why there were so many homosexual couples in the audience. That confusion lasted right up to the point where Rufus stopped singing and started talking. Haha.

Ok, onward. I went to Los Angeles on Friday to visit my sister. It was awesome. We played a lot of Wii, drank a lot of beer, and rode a lot of roller coasters at Magic Mountain (not precisely in that order). Gayle kept going to bed all early and leaving me to hang out with her friends, but that's ok because that was fun too.

And now I'm back in Columbus. I was going to spend the rest of this week with Dana in Terre Haute, but yesterday as I was pulling out of my storage unit, one of my hubcaps flew off. I went out to fetch it and discovered that the plastic clips that hold it to the wheel had literally melted off. My wheel was extremely hot and smoking. Since it was just the one wheel, and I had never encountered this issue before, I decided now would not be the best time for a 500 mile (round) trip. I'm not going to deal with it right now though, since I'll just be parking it behind my apartment and going home in three days. Any ideas as to what the issue is would be greatly appreciated, however. ;)

And now the modem in my house has been taken and packed, so I have to use the internet at the library. Silver lining though... my laptop is back up and running, thatnks to a trip to HP's service department. They replaced so many parts (including the motherboard and the screen) that it's pretty much like having a brand new computer! I'm debating on whether to sell it now while it's still pristine, or keep it around since the whole reason for buying a new laptop was that this one was crap and not working. I was all gung-ho about selling it, but now that it works, I remember how nice it is to have a laptop. We'll see. One thing it definitely does need that HP won't give me is a new battery. Hmm.

Ok, done.

video: Rufus Wainwright - Going To A Town
mood: bored

Your loss is my punch in your face

2007-08-23T14:35:00.000-04:00

I hate people that use the phrase "my loss is your gain!" incorrectly. Such as, "I just bought a brand new video card and my old one has to go! My loss is your gain!"

No!! You have a new video card! What exactly have you lost??

A more appropriate usage would be something like, "My house burned down! Free charred wood! My loss is your gain!"

I miss Dancing Kenny

2007-08-20T23:51:00.001-04:00

I haven't seen him the last few times I've been through Issaquah. Where are you, Dancing Kenny? Your phat beats are truly missed! (At least I assume they were phat beats, as no one else could hear them. You are awesome though.)

One Spanish presentation down. It was just meh. We muddled through, and weren't the worst in the class. What more can one ask for?

Four days til LA. Sweet Jesus, make them go fast.

Today during the last hour of work, all of West Campus lost power. This means all the staff was on the phone for that hour. Awesome! I hate my job.

Almost done

2007-08-19T22:14:00.001-04:00

In the same vein as my last post, I hate you, DHL. Don't deliver on weekends, eh? Why even bother having Next Day service? Jerks.

I am only three days away from freedom. One Spanish presentation and two exams away from Rufus Wainwright and Los Angeles. It would be really super if someone would come to the concert with me on Thursday... hint... hint...

I've been really depressed all summer. I think it's because with Maggie gone and taking all 100-level classes, OSU feels like the place intellectualism goes to die. I haven't been hanging out with anyone this summer who has stimulated my mind... with the exception of my trips to see people in Indiana. And of course, talking to Mahoney online all the time. I don't think that really counts as social interaction.

The more I think about it, the more disappointed I feel about my college experience. I find myself wishing I had identified the fact that I didn't want to be an engineer before I went to a school solely for that purpose. I think of how happy I could have been at a small liberal arts school, like the ones several of my high school friends attend. Then I think about my Rose friends, and feel a little bit better. They made it worth it.

Still, I can't help feeling like graduate school is going to be my chance to be truly happy with what I'm doing for the first time in a while. Unless of course I hate it once I get there. We'll see.

I'm ready to go back to Seattle and eat pizza and drink beer. Is it time yet?

A pleasant suprise

2007-08-17T20:06:00.000-04:00

For the most part, I hate HP. I hate their crappy computer that I had to buy. I hate that I had to go through 20 minutes of diagnostics over the phone before tech support would believe that my hard drive was dead. I hate that they made me pull out a screwdriver and take off my keyboard to check that the little wires were plugged into my wireless card. "You say there's a metal plate over your networking card that you can't remove? Gee, now after 45 minutes maybe I'll send you a box and let you mail your computer to Houston." I didn't know having a warranty meant I'd have to invest in my own jeweller's tool kit.

But they finally did send me a box so I could ship my baby (albeit a dysfuctional one with ADHD) in to tech support and have them take it apart. They picked up my box yesterday, and lo, today I got an email saying that the unit had been shipped from their repair facility. Wow. In almost exactly 24 hours, my computer made it to Houston, was repaired, and is on its way back to my door.

Bravo HP. For once... bravo.

I'm onto you

2007-08-15T13:40:00.000-04:00

Yeah, you. You know who you are.

Oooh, we're doing linear regression in stats! So interesting and challeging... God, I hate summer. It's boring and hot. What's so great about that?

I turn 21 in a little over a month. I hate being so close, and yet so, so far away. There is nothing fun about being the youngest.

Not much to talk about really. I'm just in recitation and it's useless. Tonight I'm going to watch The Fountain at work and revise my spanish essay on primate conservation. Thrilling.

Next week is finals week though. And then it's California time. And then it's Washington time, and I can sleep on Mahoney's couch and eat pizza and ice cream.

Just someone who looks like me

2007-08-11T12:20:00.000-04:00

It's been awhile since I delved into my psyche in written form. I think it's because it's a dark and scary place in there. I have thoughts and impulses that I'd rather not dwell on, let alone pick apart. Now I'm sitting here nitpicking. I don't like it.

I am insane. Thank you for pointing it out.

Anyway.

I had what I think is a really good idea for a story on Wednesday. The concept excites me. I'm trying to decide if I should just write it while it's fresh in my mind, or make outlines and try to expand it to novel length in preparation for National Novel Writing Month in November. Maybe I'll just write the short story now, and work off that in November. I'm afraid if I wait too long, the inspiration will be gone.

I'm still trying to work out basic facts though. I have an impression of what I want it to be, but I'm not 100% on the mechanics or point-of-view yet. Hmm.

Two weeks from today, I will be enjoying the sunny beaches of Southern California. My sister is taking me to Magic Mountain! I was thinking about buying a new bathing suit, but I should really save my money.

As usual, my laptop serves no purpose besides frustrating me. The happiness of discovering it was still in warranty has been overshadowed by all the issues it's having post-new hard drive and Windows installation. First it won't recognize my mouse. Then it will recognize the mouse, but not the wireless card. Then it recognizes both of those, but not the ethernet cable. I would just send it in to HP and say "fix it!" but I'm afraid that all the banging up it's gone through constitutes case damage and voids the warranty.

I suppose since the warranty expires at the end of the month anyway, I have nothing to lose by trying. I just really hate calling tech support. I wish I knew more about fixing computers. There's only so much Mahoney can walk me through, haha.

Well, I hope this makes up for a whole summer of not posting. I think I'll go clean out my mini-fridge now.

Say you were split
You were split in fragments
And none of the pieces would talk to you
Wouldn't you want to be who you had been?
Well baby I want that too

song: Aimee Mann - Humpty Dumpty

Come back down here, I'll show you where it hurts

2007-07-24T20:14:00.001-04:00

This weekend, I went on a trek around the state of Indiana. First stop was Terre Haute to see Nick, which was awesome as always. Then I drove to Indianapolis to meet Dana and her brother, and see Ben Kweller and Guster in concert.

The concert was a lot of fun. I was a little disappointed by Ben Kweller's short set, but then Guster came out and more than made up for it. They were pretty amazing, especially the guy going crazy on the bongos. The only problem was the setting sun, which was directly behind the stage. For about twenty minutes, the view was nearly unbearable. Another minor annoyance was the group smoking a blunt right in front of us. I have no problem with a little recreational marijuana use, but I do object to the smoke being blown around willy-nilly, directly into my face.

On Sunday, I trekked to Bloomington to engage in a little hot flip-flop hiking action through the mountains of Indiana. The first place Dana found was really nice, though not at all challenging. It was a very pleasant walk. The second location, however, was frustrating due to our shorts and the path being overgrown with poison oak. It did seem to be a very good location for dumping a body, and if I ever do so I supose I'll keep it in mind.

After a long day of hiking, we had the most delicious pizza and watched some Man vs. Wild before I drove back to Columbus. All together, a satisfying weekend.

Some observations:
-Indy sucks and I hate it.
-IU has pretty fountains that I would like to frolic in.
-The drive from Terre Haute to Bloomington takes you through the most stereotypical Indiana landscape known to man.
-Jackass 2 is only funny while you're watching. Upon reflection, one wonders just what one was thinking.
-Impulses can be overcome if you try hard enough and keep busy.

Gonna write you a letter
Gonna write you a book
I wanna see your reaction
I wanna see how it looks
From way up on the cloud
Where you've been hiding out
Are you getting somewhere?
Or did you get lost in Amsterdam?

2007-07-24T14:28:00.001-04:00

The following message is printed on the IMAX ticketing site for the Pacific Science Center...

We are currently in the process of upgrading our ticketing system and online sales site so you may experience some difficulty during this time. You may not be able to purchase tickets online if you are using a Mac; also if you are using Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer 7. We apologize for this inconvenience and thank you for your patience while we work to offer a much more functional and user friendly online sales experience.

You can buy tickets online, unless you are attempting to use a web browser to do so. Obviously, you must use the force.

This is me working.

2007-07-20T17:25:00.000-04:00

Do you ever just get really distracted and paranoid while reading people's blogs? These days I just assume everyine has an IP logger and knows exactly what I'm accessing at all times. Even if it's true, I don't know why I assume that they care.

What am I going to do this weekend? My paycheck was deposited this morning, so I have a decent account balance, a full tank of gas, and two days off work. Maybe I'll just stick around here. Maybe not.

Currently watching "The Sea Inside". It's a very interesting movie. After this, I plan on watching "Pan's Labyrinth" again. In case you can't tell, I'm attempting to hone my spanish skills before starting SPAN 104 on Monday.

Halfway through the quarter means halfway to Los Angeles and a little more of that til I'm home. This summer has been lonely.

I need to buy plane tickets for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Next payday. That's the plan.

This made me laugh harder than it should have:

I have too much time on my hands

2007-07-16T13:21:00.000-04:00

As witnessed by the fact that I'm typing this in my statistics recitation. Such is a class that serves no purpose besides initialing the attendance sheet. After this class, I will go home for a short stint, and then head off to work, another venture in which I have a surplus of time and a deficit of purpose.

My time in History 151 is coming to an end. I actually have to admit enjoying American Civilization to 1877. It was an interesting class because the Ph.D. cadidate instructing us is a social historian, rather than a political historian. Thus, we learned more about the social reprecussions of political movements, rather than the movements themselves. It wasn't what I was expecting, and it was so refreshing to have some new material in an American history class that all of us have taken many times over since the beginning of time.

I can't wait for August 4th. Killer and Magdelicious will reunite for a weekend of awesomeness. This is assuming my car doesn't bite it again. Fingers crossed, knock on wood, etc.

I remember two summers ago, when I had a horrible job and spent all day writing the evening's blog post in my head, perfecting every word, for no reason other than I had nothing better to do. I guess I don't have anything betetr to do this summer either, but at least my job has left my soul intact.

[EDIT] Wanna watch something really super creepy?

Of course you do.

I want a Smart Car!

2007-07-12T14:39:00.000-04:00

Yesterday I sat in a Smart Car and filled out a questionnaire. They're going to start importing them en masse to the US next year. I want one.

I am now the proud owner of a free Smart Car t-shirt. Hells yeah.

Something else noteworthy happened yesterday, but for the life of me, I can't remember what it was. I'll edit if I ever figure it out...

2007-07-11T17:09:00.000-04:00

So $694 and one week later, I can drive my car again. Oh joy! Also, I walked into the auto shop today, looked around at all the wallcoverings, and realized my mechanic is a Scientologist.

Foiled again.

2007-07-07T14:11:00.000-04:00

"...if there is no love in this world, we will make a new world, and we will give it heavy walls, and we will furnish it with soft red interiors, from the inside out, and give it a knocker that resonates like a diamond falling to a jeweler's felt so that we should never hear it. Love me, because love doesn't exist, and I have tried everything that does."

I just finished rereading Everything Is Illuminated. I love that book.

Well, my car put a stopper in my weekend plans by having a shit fit and locking up one of my tires. Lucky me, I finally get my paychecks coming in correctly, and they're already earmarked for auto repair. I hate motor vehicles. Let's do something about that.

I also finally got fed up with there being no toilet paper in the bathroom, and went out to buy it myself. With so many people living in this house, it's a wonder that no one has bothered to set up a system so this doesn't happen. If there is such a system, I sure don't know about. I plan on hording my own TP from now on.

It's so hot and gross outside that I've given up. I'm wearing my sports bra in protest until it cools down to a reasonable temperature. Fuck you, Ohio.

I am a product of my surroundings

2007-07-02T18:57:00.000-04:00

AKA drab, boring, and sweaty(?).

This weekend was actually pretty good. I only managed to make an ass of myself once... perhaps a new record! I also found a grad program at the University of Washington that actually interests me. I even applied to be a student researcher in one of the psychology labs at OSU. Fingers crossed.

My trip to Indiana this weekend will definitely include an outing to Bloomington to see my darling Dana. I'm excited.

Yeah.

Lazy Days

2007-06-28T14:08:00.000-04:00

Today I finally found the Columbus rock station. It's not bad either. I'm pretty psyched.

I've been eating way too much pizza, chips, and beer though. It's hard to motivate myself to work out now that I live all the way across campus from the fitness center. Still, it's something I need to do, lest I become all jiggly.

I think I might go to Terre Haute the weekend of the 6th. I need a change, and they have air conditioning. I even got my oil changed today, just in case.

In the past few weeks, I've been realizing how little time I really have left before applying to grad school, and it makes me want to stay a little longer and pick up another degree. I can get a zoology degree in another year, and the more time between my Rose transcripts and application time, the better. Oh, the wonderful things I could do if not held back by out-of-state tuition. Any Ohio state residents out there willing to get married for two years? No?

In that case, I'll just have to live with one degree, because there's pretty much no way my dad will be paying for another year here. And I sure as hell can't pay for it myself.

Well enough of that. What's that odd thing you have when approaching a weekend, and all your homework is done? Oh yes. Freedom.

On the plus side, I have Pepsi Jazz

2007-06-21T02:00:00.000-04:00

Today I was going through my old files in an attempt to clean up my computer, and I found my college admissions essay. Geez. I was so idealistic. It's a bit depressing.

I'd update more, but my life at this point is incredibly uninteresting. School started on Monday, and both my courses are easy so far. I feel a bit out of time in my statistics class. It's weird to have just completed integral calculus, then be put in a class where, on Monday, I learned the definition of the word "variable". If not for the participation portion of my grade, I think I'd just give that class a miss. Several misses, even.

Work is little more stimulating. A particularly annoying feature is that 411 sends all calls for "Ohio State University" to our call center. We're the maintainance department, which should be completely internal. If I have to look up one more obscure department's phone number, I might just crack. Annoyances aside, my job is also ridiculously easy, so I suppose I have little room to complain.

Yesterday I bought a fan for my room, bringing the temperature down from sweltering to mildly uncomfortable. Why oh why did I think staying in the Midwest all summer was a good idea? One of the perks, of course, is the great cable television.

I'm still looking for a concert buddy for Rufus Wainwright. I might have to abandon my pride and actually start incessantly asking people I know until one of them caves. You don't want to do that to me, do you?

I'm exhausted. One class tomorrow, and no work! I think I'll go to bed.

I passed calculus

2007-06-07T08:32:00.001-04:00

This is truly a triumphant moment. One more final to go, but at this point who cares.

I passed calculus. :)

A thrilling discovery

2007-06-03T14:21:00.000-04:00

I was feeling a little down earlier, after calculating my current grade for Math 152 (AKA Calculus II). I have 199 points out of 400 so far, putting me solidly at a 50%. I would have to achieve ridiculously on the final to pull up that grade. The walls were closing in; I would have to take calc II a fourth time....

Then, a light! I actually looked up the grading scale for 152. Lo, a D, or even a C- are within my grasp! I need a 35% on the final to never have to take calculus again. This is because a D in 152 is 45% overall. I'm pretty glad I didn't know that earlier in the quarter, or I probably would have slacked off.

It's pretty sad that this is my grade after NOT slacking off.

It doesn't matter. I am three days away from being calculus free. It's a wonderful feeling.

Rufus!!

2007-05-28T00:25:00.000-04:00

I have an extra ticket to see Rufus Wainwright on August 23rd in Columbus. If someone wants it, let me know. I'm in the second row on the right side section.

Seriously, it's gonna be awesome. Someone better come with me.

2007-05-19T00:48:00.000-04:00

This is Major Tom to ground control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today

For here am I
Sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell me wife I love her very much she knows

Ground control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you....

Just sitting here in my tin can...

2007-05-14T21:48:00.000-04:00

The week is looking up.

I have a job interview at the Courtyard Marriott on Wednesday. I have a good feeling, too. I think I can handle hotel guests and lookin' classy.

The book I checked out for my Primate Behavior paper is not only a viable source, but has very extensive endnotes that I can look up and use as more sources. This paper is going to be cake. I'm a bit disappointed though, because someone else chose the same topic I did. Oh well.

I feel refreshed somehow. Not sure how or why, but it's a good feeling and I'm going to hold onto it as best I can. Maybe having a job possibility and a room for the summer all worked out just took a load off of my stress.

Maggie's discovery of Skybus is quite possibly the most exciting discovery of the year. It flies into Bellingham instead of Seattle, but that's not a terrible drive, and it's a non-stop flight from Columbus. Hooray.

mood: chipper
song: David Bowie - Space Oddity

Stupid scheduling...

2007-05-10T16:13:00.000-04:00

So once upon a time, I had 82 transfer credits. Specifically, I had 20 credits in the biology intro series... five credits were awarded for my AP score, and fifteen were classified as "special credit" from the Rose bio program. I could have just left it like that, if not for the natural sciences requirement at OSU, which dictates that specific classes have to be taken to satisfy the requirement. Off to get my Rose credits evaluated I go.

AB110 is evaluated as the first class in the OSU series. AB130 is evaluated as the second class. AB120 apparently has no equivalent, so it remained special credit. That's fine. The problem came in that AB110 was counted as the same class that my AP score had gotten me credit for. Instead of just keeping the credit classified as "special" they dropped five credits from my transcript. Now I have to take 20 hours fall quarter to have enough credits to graduate, and I am not pleased. No, I am not pleased at all.

Anyway, here's my schedule for fall...

ANTH 301 - Modern Human Physical Variation
ANTH 620.01 - Hunters and Gatherers (taught by the same hot Dutchman that taught the class I dropped this quarter)
PSYCH 331 - Abnormal Psychology
EEOB 400 - Evolution

I'm taking classes this summer too, but they're all 100-level general education classes. After the summer, I will be done with gen ed!! Assuming I haven't failed calculus... but we are keeping positive.

I hate calculus

2007-05-03T19:19:00.000-04:00

Seriously.

Stupid, but it amused me...

glumbert.com - The Apple iRack

What comes is better than what came before

2007-05-01T16:43:00.000-04:00

I am searching for an adjective to describe how I feel right now... I have settled on ineffectual. Today I feel ineffectual.

Oh, and sick.

I saw the aborted fetus trucks again today. Ugh.

I had an interview with Hertz yesterday. The position is basically cleaning out rental cars and transfering them between Columbus locations. The lady made it sound like I pretty much had the job, as soon as I pass the drug test and background check.

It seems most people's seasonal depression hits in the winter. Mine always seems to come in spring, hence me feeling "powerless; futile; impotent." Calculus also serves to depress me. Put the two together, and I am just not a joy to be around.

I'm glad I have Mahoney though. He always makes me feel better. Kudos to Mahoney... I'm gonna miss that boy.

song: Death Cab For Cutie - The Sound of Settling

2007-04-24T14:00:00.001-04:00

So I've been doing this new thing when I drink. When I start feeling nauseous, I take some fast-acting anti-nausea medication, and continue with my debauchery. Now this is a mixed blessing, I have discovered. On one hand, I'm not sprawled on someone's bed and puking in a trash can. On the other hand, I am still up and about when I should really be out of commission. Therefore, stupid shit is increased about tenfold. And when I'm that drunk, I tend to say and do needlessly mean things.

After lots of hoping, I found out today that my laptop is totally fucked. I was hoping to at least get the files off of it. Oh well.

Today as I was stepping off the bus, I was confronted with the side of a truck plastered with a huge picture of an aborted fetus. Now, regardless of where you stand on the abortion issue, this is pretty disgusting. You can't put up billboards with someone's bloody entrails all over it, and you can't put 20 foot long aborted fetus pictures on trucks. It's completely inappropriate. Someone's little kids are going to see it.

I really tried to go to my 1:30 class today, but I just missed the bus back from the parking lot, and by the time I got to my dorm and unloaded my overnight bag, it was too late. Sigh. Four more classes until it's the weekend again.

And what a weekend it will be...

Summer

2007-04-10T19:40:00.001-04:00

If I end up not getting a job this summer (at least where I want a job), I might just stay in Columbus and go to class over the summer. I'd rather not take 20 credit hours every quarter til graduation, after all. Also, it would make finding a job now that much easier, as I would be working for at least five months, rather than two.

Plus, I could take more than just an online class and not be bothered with transfer credits... off to Craigslist for subleases I go!

Bwahaha

2007-04-09T20:32:00.001-04:00

Go to google.com
Click on maps.
Click on get directions.
From: New York, New York.
To: Paris, France.

Read line #23.

Weekend insanity.

2007-04-09T02:49:00.001-04:00

Sometimes I get crazy, crazy ideas. Most of the time, I let them go. This time, I'm going to follow through.

I never truly realized how long my weekends are until I stayed at OSU with no roommate for the duration... I have been so mind-numbingly bored. I've pretty much been jumping at any chance to get out and do something. Sitting in the NTB waiting room for an hour while my tire was changed was an exciting adventure.

PS I put on a spare tire all by myself. I only had to call my dad to talk me through it once. I got grease on my favorite gloves, but I happen to be very proud of myself.

PPS Taco Bell is delicious, and I wish I had a double-decker taco supreme or four right about now. Mmmm....

Easily amused

2007-04-07T17:54:00.000-04:00

Still hoping for a job this summer. I don't want to go back to Port Hadlock and work in the marina hotel. Please?

It don't come much more sick than you

2007-04-06T02:50:00.001-04:00

And I could go on if you want me to.

Various things

2007-04-02T19:13:00.001-04:00

Maggie and I have both spoken our piece, so there's really nothing more to say about that.

I decided after watching a couple hours of Pimp My Ride on Saturday night that I need to get my Neon all tricked out... and then sell it and buy a nice car. It's not quite crappy enough yet... it only has the flat tire, crunched hood, deer hoof prints, and a cold-phobic transmission. Someone come around and trash my car please, so Xibit can make me a new one? And then I can buy a Beamer? Anyone?

Cultural Ecology is quite possibly the most boring class in existance. If I didn't have to take a full load every quarter to graduate on time, I would drop it in an instant. If I could find a job around here for the summer, maybe I'll just take a summer class. But by the time I'd have gotten that worked out, I'm sure the withdrawl deadline would have passed.

Speaking of jobs, I've applied at the San Diego Zoo and the Los Angeles Zoo, as well as the Field Museum. I would have liked to apply at the Indianapolis Zoo as well, but the deadline passed last month. Oops. Oh well.

Maggie's going home this weekend. I'm not sure what to do. Hang around here and sleep? Terre Haute? Charlotte? I've been putting off that trip to North Carolina for a couple years now, and my four-day weekends make this a pretty good time to go. Who knows. I need a new car tire before I can do any of that.

Life is generally a bore right now. I have a lot of reading to do, so maybe I'll do that.

[Edit:] Screw all that reading. I just dropped Cultural Ecology, because I can think of nothing more boring than spending the next nine weeks learning about goat herders. I have to take a class over the summer to graduate on time now, but it's so worth it.

2007-04-01T07:43:00.001-04:00

If I sound a little pissed off, it's because I am.

I can appreciate the need for crowd control, especially in small places. If you're having a cast party, I can understand wanting to keep it cast, crew, and pit only. That makes sense to me. All I ask is that a). I'm told that I'm not allowed to go to the party anytime before just as I'm about to leave for the party, and b). when I hear about the party, it damn well better not be from the non-cast, non-crew, non-pit, and for that matter, non-drama club people there. Otherwise, when my roommate and I are specifically requested NOT to be there, maybe I can think that it's because of crowd control and not because someone decided to be a dick. Maybe.

I could write something Mahoney style about "friends", but it's been played out and I really don't think this is funny. In fact, I'm really feeling the urge to kick a hole in the wall or punch someone in the face. I really not enjoy spending my Saturday nights sitting on the couch watching TV when there is a perfectly good party going on.

That said, I'm not dissing the people I was watching TV with last night. But when you've been looking forward to a particular party for a week (or two), it's a little rude to be told that you can't go after you've already gotten ready and told people you'll see them there. And for that, I say fuck you... although I'm not sure who to direct that at. I'm also frustrated because I don't know where to project my anger.

So thanks for marring my good memories of this weekend, and putting me in a shitty mood for the rest of the week. Thanks for reminding me that although I've been in your shows and went to your school, I'm just not one of you anymore. Thanks for making me feel completely and utterly unwelcome. Really. Thanks.

Super classy

2007-03-28T16:42:00.000-04:00

Classes are going to be pretty interesting this quarter, I think.

First there's Anthro 401, Fund. of Archaeology. Easy. Just two midterms and a final. I think I can handle it.

Then Anthro 620.05, Cultural Ecology. This is a misleading class title, because it's really about pastoralism. Gag me. This will probably be my most challenging class, as we have three exams, a 10-page research paper, "critical readings", and a poster presentation. This is the class that my instructor from last quarter is enrolled in as well, although the grad students have a different project than the undergrads.

Anthro 640.01 (Primate Behavior) also has a research paper, but the topic can be just about anything related to the subject. Also, as my main interest leans towards primatology, this class will be infinitely more interesting. It's also canceled tomorrow, so I get extra time to study for...

Math 152... Calculus II, my mortal enemy. We have a quiz tomorrow to test our algebra and differentiation skills, and I haven't actually taken a math class in over a year. Oh joy.

Stupid calculus.

I'm back

2007-03-27T01:11:00.000-04:00

What is it about having things to do in the morning that encourages me to stay up so late? Seriously. When I was at TSAV for spring break, I was out like a light around 11 every night. Now I'm exhausted, but I refuse to turn in. I think it has something to do with having my computer back. I can dick around on the internets as long as I like.

It was an interesting couple of weeks. Some highlights:

-Not drinking on St. Patrick's Day.
-Learning how to play raquetball (I am really bad).
-Reinforcing what I already knew: disc/frisbee golf is incredibly lame.
-The musical (faaaaabulous).
-Awkward dinner with Nick's family.
-The Ultimate Kings' Rule (you may not swear, but you must refer to everyone as "chickenfucker").
-Chain smoking cigars and watching The Italian Job.
-Watching and taking notes on the male species (always fascinating). Testosterone battle? God, I hope so.

We'll see how things go next weekend. As in, Thursday. This is most likely the best quarter ever, but we'll see how I feel after class tomorrow.

I was emo before, but now I'm all emo'ed out. Thank god.

song: Akon - I Got You
mood: tired

[Edit:] So my instructor for my Anth 202 class last quarter is a student in my Anth 620.05 class this quarter. Awkward? Indeed.

Also, my prof for Anth 620.05 is from the Netherlands, and he is beautiful. Can't pronounce the "th" sound, but he looks gorgeous while doing it. I'm not sure if that's a Dutch thing or a speech impediment, but I love that we have "free" books for this class (I wish) and we will have to read some "odder" articles.

Break!

2007-03-14T11:50:00.000-04:00

I'm finally done with winter quarter!

So far only one class has posted grades, Anthro 402.01 (Physical Anthropology of North American Indians). I'm pretty thrilled with this grade, I must say. I got an 83 on the first exam, and a 78 on the second one, so in order to pull a B, I must have gotten at least a 94 on the final. Pretty good for going to less than 50% of the lectures. Honestly, I was really disappointed with that class. It would have been really interesting if the prof was just a little more passionate about his subject, and hadn't read his lectures directly from the book. Our textbook wasn't even a book, it was all of the lecture notes spiral bound, with a few articles thrown in for good measure. I probably would have gotten an A, had I actually had to take ANY notes at all, and therefore had to go to class.

Oh well. B is good enough for me, given the amount of effort I put into it.

Yesterday I meant to take a little nap and then have some fun with the boys. Instead I slept from about 5pm to 9am. Oops. 16 hours does a girl good.

Let's get this show on the road! SPRIIIIIING BREEEAAAK!!!

mood: ridiculously well-rested and self-satisfied

Three finals to freedom

2007-03-09T00:26:00.000-05:00

I watched "Jesus Camp" last night. I don't have much to say, besides the fact that A). this movie creeps me out and B). whatever happened to the kind, forgiving Jesus I learned about in my Presbyterian church? I don't know, but watching this movie makes me feel like evangelicals are worshipping a different God than the rest of us. It's truly frightening what they're doing to their children. Everyone should see this movie.

I had my final today in geography. It was perhaps the stupidest exam I've taken thus far in my college career and I would think very little of anyone that got less than an A on it. Suffice to say, I passed that class.

Also, I'm always glad for such supportive friends:

(10:31:24) Jeff Kennedy: The test isn't [a guy], so don't blow it.

Thanks a lot, Jeff.

I've been looking at laptops, since mine is blown. I've been considering whether to get one now, or just wait until graduation and ask for a nice one from my dad. I'll be wanting either a laptop or a car, and I don't know which one I'd rather spend the money on. I suppose I could probably get a pretty nice used car from my dad for graduation, so maybe I'll save for the laptop myself. Those MacBook Pros look pretty sweet. I want one of those, or a Voodoo. Mmmhmm.

I'm dreaming.

song: The White Stripes - My Doorbell

I'ma sicky

2007-03-06T02:35:00.000-05:00

It's late (early?) and I'm bored....

Your Brain is Purple

Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic.
You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.
Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.

What Color Is Your Brain?

I do enjoy my fictional people.

I'm sicker today than I was yesterday. And yet, I can only imagine that I'll start feeling better tomorrow, if I did in fact catch Mahoney's cold. I really hope that's what it is, because the last thing I need right before finals is something that's going to keep me in bed. Or out of it, as it seems. I'm so tired, and yet I can't get to sleep. This is why god invented Rockstar Juiced though, so I will live through my lectures tomorrow (today). Yay.

I can't wait to get to TSAV and practice my housewivery. First thing: cleaning out that grody bath tub.

Woe?

2007-03-04T05:31:00.000-05:00

In being the woefully sentimental person I am, I was looking at my chat logs from a year ago... and they smart a little, I'm afraid to admit.

I'd love to be in Vancouver again.

And I can't wait for break.

2007-03-03T02:42:00.000-05:00

Maggie found me the perfect St Patty's Day attire...

Winding down

2007-03-01T18:29:00.000-05:00

It's been a calm couple of weeks.

I really love it when my friends actually come out and visit me. I know it's harder, because we only have one room, and it is very small. The commitment is appreciated though. The cuddles are appreciated too. :)

I stood through like three hours of emo music on Tuesday, and I didn't even care, because Nick and Mahoney came to visit us. We treated them to dinner at the Blackwell. It was fantastic. Mahoney even got a free dessert bar!

So I ordered The Departed off of Amazon the other day. I got through all of the transaction, they sent me confirmation, etc etc. Today I went back to order a book I need, and when I checked the card on file, the name was "Sarah Rambeay". Somehow they approved my card, even though I misspelled my name. I'm not sure how that works.

Only one more week of classes... my last final is Tuesday the 13th, so I have almost two weeks to do absolutely nothing. I plan on laying on TSAV's couch playing video games and reading. I might get up at some point to drink. It shall be splendid.

Time for some chicken. Cluck-U Chicken!

My roommate is spooky.

2007-02-24T04:54:00.001-05:00

So here I was, deeply engrossed in the much-anticipated third book of a trilogy. I am nearing the climax of the 500-odd page story, where the two heirs to a kingdom form up against one another to battle it out for the throne. They're facing each other in one-on-one combat, one about to deal the other a killing blow and...

"Hey, do want to hear something WEIRD??"

Maggie totally interrupted me at the most important part of the novel to play me subliminal weight loss tracks from iTunes. Bitch.

Maggie is also a creepy psychic. I swear she's inside my brain. Witness this conversation:

"I'm kinda bummed. One of my favorite characters died."

"That's too bad."

"I guess it makes sense, because he was kind of a bad guy. But he was good on the inside!"

"Oh, like Blah-di Blah Blah? Hahaha."

Blah-di Blah Blah being the person I had been comparing the character to throughout the trilogy. Maggie is inside my brain. I bet she's reading my thoughts right now.......

Creepy biatch.

Learning is fun.

2007-02-22T18:37:00.001-05:00

Today I learned that Hopi albinos love get it oooooon.

I'm a dumbass

2007-02-21T18:22:00.000-05:00

In more ways than one.

Have you ever gone to class with that lingering feeling that you're missing something? Have you ever sat down and wondered why everyone else seems to be handing in papers? Have you then wanted to kick yourself in the ass?

Oops.

So I practically ran back to my room (which was nearly impossible, as campus was actually an ice skating rink this morning), hammered out two pages of something, ran all around campus looking for a printer, and showed up in my prof's office an hour after class ended.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I spaced and forgot this was due today. Here it is though."

"Ok. You'll probably lose three points."

"Oh. Ok. [ARG WHY I HATE YOU]"

I just wrote two pages about a topic I had done zero planning for in less than 45 minutes. I deserve a medal, not a loss of three points (it's out of 20, in case you wonder why I'm bitching.) Whatever. I turned it in.

Today has just been very stressful. I don't know why, but I just haven't been getting to sleep lately. I'll go to bed at 1 (tired) and still be awake at 4 (way more tired). I think I need drugs or something.

This weekend was very insightful. I got a lot of good theories, as well as my monthly fill of sweet sweet gossip.

According to my planner, I have nothing else due until 10th week. Hooray for that.

mood: annoyed

Scheduled!

2007-02-15T16:11:00.000-05:00

ANTH 401 - Fundamentals of Archaeology
ANTH 620.05 - Cultural Ecology
ANTH 640.01 - Primate Behavior
MATH 152 - Calculus II

I hate calculus... especially at night. But my two choices were 8:30 in the morning every day, or 5:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. There's no way I'd get up that early for calc, so in the interest of passing calculus, it's the evening class. At least Maggie has a class at the same time, so we can motivate each other to go.

No classes Monday, Wednesday, or Friday!!

But what can I say, I'm a cynic.

2007-02-12T21:31:00.000-05:00

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net

It was a weird weekend. I got really really sick on Friday for no good reason. Then I played beer pong on Saturday... I pretty much got sick of all the people I didn't know and all the drunken bullshit, so I went to bed because I had nowhere else to go. It would be nice to have somewhere else to go, just for a little while.

I don't know what I'm doing. But I feel like a jackass. So that's something. And for once, I'd really like things to work out the way they do in my head.

I want this.

2007-02-08T10:08:00.000-05:00

It's on sale!

Isn't it strange...

2007-02-05T11:13:00.001-05:00

I had a very weird morning yesterday. That's all I'm going to say.

Snaps to Tim for bringing me a present and just generally being awesome.

Snaps to Mahoney for procuring a copy of Office for after I reformat my hard drive.

Negative snaps to Maggie for not coming this weekend. I saw Kohlmorgen at Adelphia and he was sad you weren't there! Other people were too, I guess. Haha.

So yeah, my laptop is toast. I'm not quite sure what's wrong with it, but Windows refuses to start, and I get the blue screen of death, so I'm guessing it's bad. It sucks because I have both schoolwork and work work that I have to do all over.

On the plus side, I finally got around to plugging the hard drive back in on my desktop, and I can use it now.

I have two tests and one assignment due this week. After that, there's nothing much until finals. Hooray.

The Super Bowl was awesome! GO PEYTON MANNING'S ASS!

Clean up your mess

2007-01-29T18:41:00.000-05:00

The level of maturity on my floor really bothers me. It's not about being a freshman even... it's about growing up and picking up your shit. Seriously. That means not leaving used tampons in the shower, or covering the bathroom floor with toilet paper. It means when I step out of the elevator after the weekend, I shouldn't be greeted with the scent of rotting garbage. I shouldn't have to step over dog shit or press elevator buttons through condoms someone has cleverly streched over said buttons. Your mom is not going to clean up after you. Learn how to clean up after yourselves.

I have too much shit to do this week. Of course, relatively speaking, it's nothing compared to the amount of work I had every week at Rose. Still, I haven't quite gotten used to writing papers instead of equations. We'll get there.

On a happy note, happy birthday Adam.

That's my rant for the week. This weekend was fun, as usual. The more I end up driving every weekend, the more I enjoy it. I just like long drives... and that's really the only thing that would deter me from going to Terre Haute every weekend. So I'll have to start having some self-control and stay here for a week or two. Maybe.

You must not know 'bout me

2007-01-16T22:51:00.001-05:00

I have the new Beyonce song stuck in my head, possibly because I heard it about five billion times on the trip across Ohio and Indiana. Oh pop stations with your crappy infectious music...

I got to see a lot of people this weekend that I haven't seen lately, despite being in Terre Haute so much. Drama parties are nice because they bring nearly everyone I want to see to a convenient location. This works out for lazy people like myself. Lazy, drunk people.

I made a new friend this weekend named "Tequila". I have a feeling ours will be a long, love-hate relationship. Mostly love... the hate is in the hangover.

When college is over I will be sad, because I think that's the point where fun, yet ridiculous decisions just become bad decisions. I have a while though. I can keep making an ass of myself for a year and some change.

Oh Rufus... when can I have your babies?

song: Rufus Wainwright - 14th Street
mood: hungry

Maggie the Mummy

2007-01-16T00:42:00.001-05:00

It was a crazy weekend, but I'm too tired to write about it. I'll give you this instead.

invisible monsters

2007-01-08T03:56:00.001-05:00

Another year, another weekend. It might be good for me to make friends at Ohio State and not want to leave every weekend. But these trips to Terre Haute do serve a purpose. I always leave with enough introspective fodder to last me a week or two... and I can steal Nick's books. Bonus.

It would be so easy to get my sleep schedule in order. I have to conclude that I allow it to become so fucked up because I like to punish myself with exhaustion (and those around me with being annoying). So I will continue to sit here at 4 am, thinking about how I have to be up in four hours. I think I do a lot of things because I like to punish myself.

Self-loathing aside, I think this year is going to be good. There's no place to go but up.

I'm a downer this early in the morning.

"Miss Rona says the only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open."

mood: tired

2006-12-30T15:16:00.001-05:00

Sometimes when I'm feeling down, I go to Google and look up images of geoducks, just to remind myself that even God has a sense of humor.

Ow

2006-12-23T22:13:00.000-05:00

I discovered this weekend that snowboarding really really hurts. And I also suck at it. Next time I'l stick to skiing.

I hate being out of contact with everyone for so long. I also hate how my dad lives out in the boonies where I can't even see my friends from home. Lame.

I shouldn't be complaining so much. I just spent the week at a really nice ski lodge and got three private snowboarding lessons. It was a very nice Christmas present.

Right now I'm at my aunt's house, so if you sent me any messages, I don't have them yet.

Later!