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Thursday, April 27, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Stress
Apparently I'm stressed out. I don't feel very stressed, but I am continually bombarded with reminders manifested as physical pain, first in my neck and then in my mouth. I'm not going to bore anyone with details, but I just want to put it out there that this pain has been quite a hindrance to what I need to accomplish before the year ends. And when I say year, I mean school year, which is only about two weeks away. I'm starting a journal to rant about everything and everyone and write all the things that would be offensive if repeated out loud. I'm sure it will be pretty boring actually, but it will be good to have something to just get all my thoughts into. Not that I don't love my blog, but let's face it, it's gotta be censored and interesting to work. It would be hard to find readers (is that what I really want anyway?) if I talk about how great my lunch was every single day.
I need a house. I'm not in a good place to discuss what happened regarding the previous house that Dave and I were set on. I'm also now alone in the search for a place to live. Dave and I decided it would be easier for each of us to find a place if we went our seperate ways. I'll admit it's frightening, to say the least. I hate being so unsure about something so crucial. There's a naked, vulnerable feeling about the matter that I need to fix or I'll go crazy. I need the stability and reassurance of knowing that I have a place to sleep next year. I know what I'm going to try to do but I'm not sure if I can find forgiveness in my heart and gather the composure to ask.
Wanna see a retarded blog about Renn Fayre?
Ulrika is RETARDED. Literally.
I need a house. I'm not in a good place to discuss what happened regarding the previous house that Dave and I were set on. I'm also now alone in the search for a place to live. Dave and I decided it would be easier for each of us to find a place if we went our seperate ways. I'll admit it's frightening, to say the least. I hate being so unsure about something so crucial. There's a naked, vulnerable feeling about the matter that I need to fix or I'll go crazy. I need the stability and reassurance of knowing that I have a place to sleep next year. I know what I'm going to try to do but I'm not sure if I can find forgiveness in my heart and gather the composure to ask.
Wanna see a retarded blog about Renn Fayre?
Ulrika is RETARDED. Literally.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
3 Days 'til Renn Fayre!!!
Oh My God. It is so close. This is what people talk about from the first day of school. This is the very reason that some people go to Reed. This is excitement nearing its climax. All the energy, all the adrenaline, ALL of it is coming together. I've been reading the schedule in the Quest and looking at the colorful map. It's hard to recognize our campus, even on a map, covered with a crocodile in place of the blue bridge, a ferris wheel (KC you were wrooong, there IS one), a lost boys fort, hammock garden, mermaid lagoon, beer garden, swimming pool of tapioca balls (eew), a maze (oh god), meatsmoke pirate camp, giant magnetic poetry board, human chess and bowling, crocodile clock tower, CHVNK structure, giant tetherball on the flagpole, pinwheel garden, giant inflatable monkeys (which I'm not exactly sure about the relation to Peter Pan but sure...), foam party, a geodesic dome covering all of Eliot circle and more more more!!! Reed college is truly transforming into Neverland. I need to get my "lost boy" costume together. This is going to be awesome.
Best of all though, Alex is coming. Yay for Thursday night!
Saturday, April 22, 2006
6 Days 'til Renn Fayre...
I kind of stole these pictures from other people's facebooks...(of Renn Fayre last year)
hot air balloon on the lawn
shitloads of people
picters (the ones covered in blue paint. yeah they're naked.)
drunkenness at the thesis parade
hot air balloon on the lawn
shitloads of people
picters (the ones covered in blue paint. yeah they're naked.)
drunkenness at the thesis parade
Current Excitements
At this point, with barely a week left of classes, actual work seems like a joke. Yeah, I still have a hum paper to write and a lab write-up for psych, but all the rest will slide by before I know it. I'm not even worried about finals in a week (though I probably should be) because there's so much happening before then. And by "so much" I mean Renn Fayre, the best party in the nation after Mardi Gras according to Rolling Stone. And as much as I don't want to say it, after Katrina, I'm not sure that New Orleans has too much on us anymore. Renn Fayre is known to change lives. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited.
Now, for the playback of recenticity. That means recent things that have been going on and yes, it is a word. Or it is now that I've used it. All that it takes for a word to become official is one-time use by Aline. How else would words like "splendiferous" or "angrifying" be integrated into mainstream language? Exactly.
So apparently $700 was spent on weed on 4/20 to be given out to the student body for free. I guess I missed out on the potfest on the front lawn. Oh well. Anyway, Jess was one of the lucky many who partook in the lawn hashing, and brought back some pot to smoke later. As in yesterday. Except the pot that she brought back smells and looks overwhelmingly like oregano. I kind of died a little thinking of everyone smoking oregano on the front lawn. And when I say died, I mean of laughter of course. Smells like pizza!!! All was solved when we found a baggie of REAL pot in the backseat of her car, but I still find it terribly amusing knowing that oregano was smoked.
After getting super happy off of real marijuana in my cracked pipe (cracked, not crack) (and whoever broke it is going to HELL btw), we headed off to the hum play (or Hump Lay). Everything I learned in hum the entire year, compiled into a comedic representation of reedies and our stereotypical lives, stoned. It was amazingly hilarious. I hear it was just as amazing sober. I'm sure any normal person would have no clue what the fuck was going on, but that is exactly how we like our inside jokes. Inside. I have to admit that I totally missed Angelique stripping as Lysisistrata. I was transfixed on the dancers around her and only remembered to focus back on her striptease at the end when all the clothes were already off. Oops. I guess there wasn't much for me there anyway.
Yesterday was also very eventful because I found the house that I'll be living in next year. Dave and I accidentally took a huge detour, but we finally got to the house and decided that we NEED to live there. It's a crazy cheap ($1000/month), 5-bedroom house (plus the basement where we could stuff at least one person) with a garage and yard and all the appliances. It's beautiful. I can't wait.
This evening we had a wonderful girls' night out- we went to a cute Japanese restaurant in Sellwood and had a great time. I loved smoking cloves, taking pictures, wearing sunglasses and listening to Nelly in the backseat. Now that's old school. After that, we headed to a classy dessert place on 34th and Division called Pix. I'm only saying exactly where it is so that I remember to make Alex take me back. I ordered a SHAZZAM, possibly the most delicious dessert there. The only way to tell, though, is to try them all. I'd be glad to be the one embarking on that endeavor. Uh huh. Since everyone loves pictures, here are some samples from the night:
At the Japanese place (Lisa, Jess, KC)
Car picture-taking (an essential to every drive out)
At Pix
Now, for the playback of recenticity. That means recent things that have been going on and yes, it is a word. Or it is now that I've used it. All that it takes for a word to become official is one-time use by Aline. How else would words like "splendiferous" or "angrifying" be integrated into mainstream language? Exactly.
So apparently $700 was spent on weed on 4/20 to be given out to the student body for free. I guess I missed out on the potfest on the front lawn. Oh well. Anyway, Jess was one of the lucky many who partook in the lawn hashing, and brought back some pot to smoke later. As in yesterday. Except the pot that she brought back smells and looks overwhelmingly like oregano. I kind of died a little thinking of everyone smoking oregano on the front lawn. And when I say died, I mean of laughter of course. Smells like pizza!!! All was solved when we found a baggie of REAL pot in the backseat of her car, but I still find it terribly amusing knowing that oregano was smoked.
After getting super happy off of real marijuana in my cracked pipe (cracked, not crack) (and whoever broke it is going to HELL btw), we headed off to the hum play (or Hump Lay). Everything I learned in hum the entire year, compiled into a comedic representation of reedies and our stereotypical lives, stoned. It was amazingly hilarious. I hear it was just as amazing sober. I'm sure any normal person would have no clue what the fuck was going on, but that is exactly how we like our inside jokes. Inside. I have to admit that I totally missed Angelique stripping as Lysisistrata. I was transfixed on the dancers around her and only remembered to focus back on her striptease at the end when all the clothes were already off. Oops. I guess there wasn't much for me there anyway.
Yesterday was also very eventful because I found the house that I'll be living in next year. Dave and I accidentally took a huge detour, but we finally got to the house and decided that we NEED to live there. It's a crazy cheap ($1000/month), 5-bedroom house (plus the basement where we could stuff at least one person) with a garage and yard and all the appliances. It's beautiful. I can't wait.
This evening we had a wonderful girls' night out- we went to a cute Japanese restaurant in Sellwood and had a great time. I loved smoking cloves, taking pictures, wearing sunglasses and listening to Nelly in the backseat. Now that's old school. After that, we headed to a classy dessert place on 34th and Division called Pix. I'm only saying exactly where it is so that I remember to make Alex take me back. I ordered a SHAZZAM, possibly the most delicious dessert there. The only way to tell, though, is to try them all. I'd be glad to be the one embarking on that endeavor. Uh huh. Since everyone loves pictures, here are some samples from the night:
At the Japanese place (Lisa, Jess, KC)
Car picture-taking (an essential to every drive out)
At Pix
Thursday, April 20, 2006
420 at Reed
Basically, 4/20 at Reed is like every other day at Reed...the entire campus is high, EXCEPT people like me who don't usually wake and bake are getting up and smoking like the rest of the potheads. So I got up in time for smoking before psych lecture at 10:30, giving me a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Ok, twice. But that's another story. This was probably the earliest I've ever been stoned.
Today was also Nitrogen Day at Reed. An attempt to shift the focus away from doing drugs on such a holiday as today? No. An excuse to have a moonbounce in the quad and sell whip-its and t-shirts. So if you weren't already high, you could take in some lovely brain-deteriorating nitrous and get your high thanks to our trusty element nitrogen. Thank you nitrogen.
The most notable event of the day, according to me, myself and I, didn't even involve any drugs. The sheer reed-ness of it all puts a smile on my face. Commons attempted, once again, to create some kind of order in the cafeteria by posting "No shoes, no shirt, no service" signs around. Of course this would NOT be taken well at the haven for self-expression and freedom of choice that we call Reed. A student, dedicated to the cause, decided to take the signs literally...and wear only what was listed as required to buy his dinner. We all turned from the picnic table to see him strutting across the quad and inside commons in only a shirt and shoes. Let's just say I saw more of him than I ever wanted to see. Nevertheless, the spirit was encouraging- and I was once more reminded why I absolutely love Reed above all other schools. We are THAT awesome.
Happy 4/20
*In celebration of the holiday, I also downloaded Dazed and Confused today!!! So come over and watch it with me!!!
Today was also Nitrogen Day at Reed. An attempt to shift the focus away from doing drugs on such a holiday as today? No. An excuse to have a moonbounce in the quad and sell whip-its and t-shirts. So if you weren't already high, you could take in some lovely brain-deteriorating nitrous and get your high thanks to our trusty element nitrogen. Thank you nitrogen.
The most notable event of the day, according to me, myself and I, didn't even involve any drugs. The sheer reed-ness of it all puts a smile on my face. Commons attempted, once again, to create some kind of order in the cafeteria by posting "No shoes, no shirt, no service" signs around. Of course this would NOT be taken well at the haven for self-expression and freedom of choice that we call Reed. A student, dedicated to the cause, decided to take the signs literally...and wear only what was listed as required to buy his dinner. We all turned from the picnic table to see him strutting across the quad and inside commons in only a shirt and shoes. Let's just say I saw more of him than I ever wanted to see. Nevertheless, the spirit was encouraging- and I was once more reminded why I absolutely love Reed above all other schools. We are THAT awesome.
Happy 4/20
*In celebration of the holiday, I also downloaded Dazed and Confused today!!! So come over and watch it with me!!!
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
I look like a bum
sitting in my robe, devoid of any energy whatsoever. At least I can still type. I give myself some credit for that at least. Why am I getting sick right before finals just like last semester? This is not right. I should be working and studying efficiently, not staying in bed feeling sorry for myself as I'm drugged up on lots of meds. I wish I had a thermometer. But I'd rather sleep. Goodnight.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Mi horario
And...I've signed up for classes next year. So far, here is my schedule.
FALL 2006
ANTH 211 F02 Introduction to Anthropology Brightman 06:10pm-07:30pm M-W--
CHEM 101 F Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 11:00am-11:50am M-W-F
CHEM 101 F02 Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 02:10pm-03:00pm --W--
CHEM 101 FL6 Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 02:10pm-05:00pm ----F
ENG 205 F02 Intro Fict: 19 Cent. Novel Harkin 03:10pm-04:30pm M-W--
PE 101 WTB Weight Training-Beginning (1st Quarter) Casey 05:01pm-05:15pm M----
PE 102 LBA Lower Body Abs (2nd Quarter) Casey 06:10pm-07:00pm M-W--
PSY 322 F Social Psychology Oleson 01:10pm-02:00pm M-W-F
SPRING 2007
CHEM 102 S Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 11:00am-11:50am M-W-F
CHEM 102 S03 Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 11:00am-11:50am ---R-
CHEM 102 SL3 Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 01:10pm-04:00pm --W--
ENG 205 S Intro Fict: Postwar Novel Mirabile 02:40pm-04:00pm -T-R-
PSY 319 S Addictions Abrams 09:00am-10:20am -T-R-
PSY 373 S Learning Neuringer 12:00pm-12:50pm M-W-F 1.0
PSY 373 S Learning Neuringer - -----
Chemistry is going to kill me, English is going to be awesome, and Psychology will no doubt be intriguing. Lower body abs may be the hardest class I take though.
FALL 2006
ANTH 211 F02 Introduction to Anthropology Brightman 06:10pm-07:30pm M-W--
CHEM 101 F Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 11:00am-11:50am M-W-F
CHEM 101 F02 Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 02:10pm-03:00pm --W--
CHEM 101 FL6 Molecular Structure&Properties O'Donnell 02:10pm-05:00pm ----F
ENG 205 F02 Intro Fict: 19 Cent. Novel Harkin 03:10pm-04:30pm M-W--
PE 101 WTB Weight Training-Beginning (1st Quarter) Casey 05:01pm-05:15pm M----
PE 102 LBA Lower Body Abs (2nd Quarter) Casey 06:10pm-07:00pm M-W--
PSY 322 F Social Psychology Oleson 01:10pm-02:00pm M-W-F
SPRING 2007
CHEM 102 S Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 11:00am-11:50am M-W-F
CHEM 102 S03 Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 11:00am-11:50am ---R-
CHEM 102 SL3 Chemical Reactivity Glasfeld 01:10pm-04:00pm --W--
ENG 205 S Intro Fict: Postwar Novel Mirabile 02:40pm-04:00pm -T-R-
PSY 319 S Addictions Abrams 09:00am-10:20am -T-R-
PSY 373 S Learning Neuringer 12:00pm-12:50pm M-W-F 1.0
PSY 373 S Learning Neuringer - -----
Chemistry is going to kill me, English is going to be awesome, and Psychology will no doubt be intriguing. Lower body abs may be the hardest class I take though.
Spring?!?!
This is not what I was promised. We get rain and hail instead of sunny springtime. What?!?!
I want this
and NOT this
GIVE ME SUNSHINE!!!!
I want this
and NOT this
GIVE ME SUNSHINE!!!!
The days
are really counting down now. I have my last spanish test today, my last spanish conversation class today, my last lab this week. No one will take next week seriously as we all prepare for Renn Fayre. It can't be as amazing as I'm expecting it to be- it MUST be overrated. People talk about it like it changed their lives. How is that possible? I can't help getting more and more excited as it gets closer. I'm definitely doing acid with Alex while we run around dressed like lost boys.
It's hard to do work and be enthused about going to class when Renn Faye is so close. Not to mention that going to warm sunny Los Angeles is also pretty close. Alex comes in ten days. I can't even believe how soon that is. How did this year disappear? I'm going to be thesising before I can blink. Now that's intimidating.
I'm figuring out my schedule for next semester (registering for classes begins today) and I could conceivably have classes on only Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I think I'll try that and get an all-day Tuesday/Thursday job somewhere or volunteer or something. That could be amazing. Yes, I'll do it.
It's hard to do work and be enthused about going to class when Renn Faye is so close. Not to mention that going to warm sunny Los Angeles is also pretty close. Alex comes in ten days. I can't even believe how soon that is. How did this year disappear? I'm going to be thesising before I can blink. Now that's intimidating.
I'm figuring out my schedule for next semester (registering for classes begins today) and I could conceivably have classes on only Monday, Wednesday and Friday. I think I'll try that and get an all-day Tuesday/Thursday job somewhere or volunteer or something. That could be amazing. Yes, I'll do it.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Eventification
Walking by a group of boys soliciting their "hip-hop tracks", KC (and Ava?) and I were offered a Pabst for some lovin'. They liked our pink rainboots.
We ate fish-shaped cornbread-waffle sandwiches with soup at No-Fish Go-Fish. Strongly recommended for a good, cheap meal.
The bus driver shared with a talkative passenger that once he discovered drugs, there was no more need for alcohol. I concur.
Apparently I can look like a psycho when I dye my hair and make a creepy face in a picture. (See last blog)
It's both Ava's half-birthday and somewhat my 6-month anniversary with Alex. Kind of. I don't know when the official date would be, so we chose Ava's birthday to make it easily-rememberable. I couldn't get the letter that Alex sent me. It was a pretty shitty day for an anniversary. I couldn't talk to Alex when I needed to, he couldn't talk to me when he needed to, we both felt down in the dumps about each other. Except he doesn't realize that I feel exactly the same way. He's too busy wallowing in his own self-pity to realize that maybe I'm feeling neglected too. He needs to get his shit together because I'm starting my period soon and he needs to be strong when I'm bitchy and emotional.
Ava is leaving and I'm kinda sad because it's been really fun having her here for her spring break. From Fetish Ball to walking in the rain, it's been awesome. Maybe I'll post some pictures later.
We ate fish-shaped cornbread-waffle sandwiches with soup at No-Fish Go-Fish. Strongly recommended for a good, cheap meal.
The bus driver shared with a talkative passenger that once he discovered drugs, there was no more need for alcohol. I concur.
Apparently I can look like a psycho when I dye my hair and make a creepy face in a picture. (See last blog)
It's both Ava's half-birthday and somewhat my 6-month anniversary with Alex. Kind of. I don't know when the official date would be, so we chose Ava's birthday to make it easily-rememberable. I couldn't get the letter that Alex sent me. It was a pretty shitty day for an anniversary. I couldn't talk to Alex when I needed to, he couldn't talk to me when he needed to, we both felt down in the dumps about each other. Except he doesn't realize that I feel exactly the same way. He's too busy wallowing in his own self-pity to realize that maybe I'm feeling neglected too. He needs to get his shit together because I'm starting my period soon and he needs to be strong when I'm bitchy and emotional.
Ava is leaving and I'm kinda sad because it's been really fun having her here for her spring break. From Fetish Ball to walking in the rain, it's been awesome. Maybe I'll post some pictures later.
Gollum
I'm trying not to accept the fact that I look exactly like this freaky Lord of the Rings creature in this picture...
Can YOU tell which is which?
Can YOU tell which is which?
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
My housing lottery number: 157
What that means: I'm living off campus next year.
Either in a 3-4 bedroom house that I find with Dave and some other people (still unknown) or with a bunch of other people including Dave in a 7-bedroom house. I've kinda got my hopes set on the second option right now. I never thought I'd have to be renting a house this early in my life. So far, I've learned that 1) rental agencies suck balls. 2) We'll be growing pot in the greenhouse on top of the 7-bedroom house. 3) I need a Vespa.
This is just a mini-blog-update so that I don't feel guilty for going almost a week without writing. But give me a break, I'm really really busy.
I'm having some prospies spend the night tomorrow, Sunday and Monday. Of course, Ava will still be here tomorrow so we'll see how that goes. So far, it's been really nice having her here. She even cleans sometimes.
Happy Passover to all my wonderful Jew friends. I feel like slaughtering a lamb. Yummm.
Either in a 3-4 bedroom house that I find with Dave and some other people (still unknown) or with a bunch of other people including Dave in a 7-bedroom house. I've kinda got my hopes set on the second option right now. I never thought I'd have to be renting a house this early in my life. So far, I've learned that 1) rental agencies suck balls. 2) We'll be growing pot in the greenhouse on top of the 7-bedroom house. 3) I need a Vespa.
This is just a mini-blog-update so that I don't feel guilty for going almost a week without writing. But give me a break, I'm really really busy.
I'm having some prospies spend the night tomorrow, Sunday and Monday. Of course, Ava will still be here tomorrow so we'll see how that goes. So far, it's been really nice having her here. She even cleans sometimes.
Happy Passover to all my wonderful Jew friends. I feel like slaughtering a lamb. Yummm.
Friday, April 07, 2006
In the Summertime
ARTIST: Mungo Jerry
TITLE: In the Summertime
Lyrics and Chords
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh...
In the summertime when the weather is high
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find
/ C - / / F / F C - / G / F C - /
If her daddy's rich, take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor, just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a ton, or a ton and twenty-five
When the sun goes down, you can make it
Make it good in a lay-by
We're no threat, people, we're not dirty, we're not mean
We love everybody, but we do as we please
When the weather's fine
We go fishing or go swimming in the sea
We're always happy
Life's for living, yeah, that's our philosophy
Sing along with us, dee-dee-dee-dee-dee
Da-da-da-da-da, yeah, we're hap-happy
Da-da-da-da-dah....
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh...
When the winter's here, yeah it's party time
Bring a bottle
Wear your bright clothes, it'll soon be summertime
And we'll sing again
We'll go drivin' or maybe we'll settle down
If she's rich, if she's nice
Bring your friends and we'll all go into town
I love it.
This song makes me feel so happy when I feel like I have senioritis. Or mono. Or depression. Or all three...I think...
How could this song not cheer someone up? I mean, it's a bit chauvinistic, but hey...aren't we all?
TITLE: In the Summertime
Lyrics and Chords
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh...
In the summertime when the weather is high
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find
/ C - / / F / F C - / G / F C - /
If her daddy's rich, take her out for a meal
If her daddy's poor, just do what you feel
Speed along the lane
Do a ton, or a ton and twenty-five
When the sun goes down, you can make it
Make it good in a lay-by
We're no threat, people, we're not dirty, we're not mean
We love everybody, but we do as we please
When the weather's fine
We go fishing or go swimming in the sea
We're always happy
Life's for living, yeah, that's our philosophy
Sing along with us, dee-dee-dee-dee-dee
Da-da-da-da-da, yeah, we're hap-happy
Da-da-da-da-dah....
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh
Chh chh-chh, uh, chh chh-chh, uh...
When the winter's here, yeah it's party time
Bring a bottle
Wear your bright clothes, it'll soon be summertime
And we'll sing again
We'll go drivin' or maybe we'll settle down
If she's rich, if she's nice
Bring your friends and we'll all go into town
I love it.
This song makes me feel so happy when I feel like I have senioritis. Or mono. Or depression. Or all three...I think...
How could this song not cheer someone up? I mean, it's a bit chauvinistic, but hey...aren't we all?
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
My (other) love
Jon Stewart on Crossfire
Oh, memories...
Just re-watching this makes my heart grow fonder. Why can't everyone be as awesome as Jon Stewart?
Oh, memories...
Just re-watching this makes my heart grow fonder. Why can't everyone be as awesome as Jon Stewart?
A midnight ride to Starbucks
Ok, not midnight. But it feels so much more romantic that way. Anyway, it was still awesome. I don't usually get out at night during the week and I should probably do so more often. Because it doesn't get much better than being in a car with Lisa, Ray, KC and Jess, talking loudly and listening to music.
I can already see a summer of blackberry green tea frappuccinos ahead of me...mmm....
Quote of the night:
Ray- Let's pick up some chicks!!!
Lisa- Yeah, because that's exactly what four girls and a gay guy want, some pussy
PS- Right now we shall pretend it is 1:23 on 4/5/06
123456!!!!
I can already see a summer of blackberry green tea frappuccinos ahead of me...mmm....
Quote of the night:
Ray- Let's pick up some chicks!!!
Lisa- Yeah, because that's exactly what four girls and a gay guy want, some pussy
PS- Right now we shall pretend it is 1:23 on 4/5/06
123456!!!!
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
My new favorite religions:
Invisible Pink Unicorn Religion
Flying Spaghetti Monster Religion
I also liked the "Church of Jesus Christ, Elvis" and the "Jedi census phenomenon"
However, Discordianism is actually interesting...a modern, chaos-based religion- or joke of a religion. Either way, it's pretty cool. Organized chaos. THAT'S appealing.
Discordianism
Two cheers for religion!!!
Flying Spaghetti Monster Religion
I also liked the "Church of Jesus Christ, Elvis" and the "Jedi census phenomenon"
However, Discordianism is actually interesting...a modern, chaos-based religion- or joke of a religion. Either way, it's pretty cool. Organized chaos. THAT'S appealing.
Discordianism
Two cheers for religion!!!
Monday, April 03, 2006
Still Hungover?!?!
Sitting in my robe, drinking an IZZE and eating leftover risotto- this is perfect. I finally get a moment to sit back and relax, to have some Aline time. And it's not even because I've gotten past a big lump of work or done anything else- I'm simply forcing myself to take a blog break. I haven't even read the postsecrets yet for this week. Damn this risotto is good. I think it's the half bottle of wine that did the trick. No, it's gotta be the secret ingredient that no one will ever guess. Mwahahaha.
Speaking of alcohol...I had my first hangover EVER this weekend and it was a bitch. I think I still feel a little sick. I guess I've always been a bit of a late bloomer. For the number of times that I've been drunk in my life, like COMPLETELY shitfaced, it's a wonder how I got this far without waking up and not wanting to move. Or wanting to puke for three days straight. And of course that had to happen when my grandma is here. But she had no idea. I'm just THAT smooth.
And I'm just looking at the pictures I took. I should not be allowed near a camera when I'm drunk. My pictures are so embarrassing. It's like I take the same bad picture 5 million times. Can an extreme love of making facebook albums be considered a fetish? Because...yeah...
So my grandma just left this morning after going to hum lecture. I could tell she had an awesome time- she never stopped smiling the entire time. I wish we could have done more when I was "sick", but at least she went out on her own and explored. I'm so glad she liked it here. She loved Portland and ALL my friends who were sooo wonderful to her. I heart my g-ma!!!
Abby was cool. She came to surprise Ray for his birthday and we all had a great time until I totally blacked out and woke up on Blake's floor. Anyway, she wasn't snobby at all like I semi-expected. I gave it a chance and she turned out pretty awesome. I think she's one of those people who looks like she's too pretty to be nice but then you actually talk to her and she's actually sweet.
OH GOD I have too much to do so I'll get back to this blogging business some other time. Peace and love.
Speaking of alcohol...I had my first hangover EVER this weekend and it was a bitch. I think I still feel a little sick. I guess I've always been a bit of a late bloomer. For the number of times that I've been drunk in my life, like COMPLETELY shitfaced, it's a wonder how I got this far without waking up and not wanting to move. Or wanting to puke for three days straight. And of course that had to happen when my grandma is here. But she had no idea. I'm just THAT smooth.
And I'm just looking at the pictures I took. I should not be allowed near a camera when I'm drunk. My pictures are so embarrassing. It's like I take the same bad picture 5 million times. Can an extreme love of making facebook albums be considered a fetish? Because...yeah...
So my grandma just left this morning after going to hum lecture. I could tell she had an awesome time- she never stopped smiling the entire time. I wish we could have done more when I was "sick", but at least she went out on her own and explored. I'm so glad she liked it here. She loved Portland and ALL my friends who were sooo wonderful to her. I heart my g-ma!!!
Abby was cool. She came to surprise Ray for his birthday and we all had a great time until I totally blacked out and woke up on Blake's floor. Anyway, she wasn't snobby at all like I semi-expected. I gave it a chance and she turned out pretty awesome. I think she's one of those people who looks like she's too pretty to be nice but then you actually talk to her and she's actually sweet.
OH GOD I have too much to do so I'll get back to this blogging business some other time. Peace and love.
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