Sunday, March 31, 2002

mmm p.f.'s... thanks so much girls, i love you!
and the party definately DID end once we left... "tim" and his friends proved that one.
so my mom and brother are flying down to florida for 3 days on a whim. why couldn't i be part of this whim?! for real.
i am quite delusional, though. there is so much shit going on that i am aware of, but not comprehending. such as 18 year old girls strapping on explosives and then going into the busy part of town to blow up herself and hopefully some others? what IS that? that is a whole other universe apart from mine, one i read about from the comfort of my high-speed internet computer in my suburban american household. don't get me wrong, i'm not complaining about being so lucky (cuz really that's all it is) but it just doesn't *click that shit like that really happens. duh, i say this about everything though. trite, i know.
i was reading over some stuff that i keep at home (cuz i'm at home right now) and i came to a poetry book and yeah, what i was thinking i was going to write, i'm not going to write anymore. not going to delete either. so nevermind.
so i think i'm going to graduate december 2003. this is scary. but the most sensible thing, all things (credits/classes) considered. so i think i'll just tool around east lansing for that extra semester working and what not? who the hell knows. it's a big WE'LL SEE. or, rather, I'LL SEE. cuz there sure as hell is no "we" when it comes to me.
my sister has a boyfriend, my brother has a girlfriend, hell my DOG has a boyfriend! ahhhhh spring fever is coming about. <----what the hell does that even mean, i just said it to say it? why am i saying hell so much tonight. it's easter, i shouldn't be swearing.
oh it's also mike's birthday. i don't think you read my blog, but if you do, CHEERS!
i like how i said i was going to run a marathon. that was a pretty funny joke. don't you get it? ha ha.
i've been reading a novel set in dublin, i got an "ireland for dummies" book from rox and kare, and let's just say, i'm getting pretty excited! waaaahooey
oh and seeing oar/guster/ all in about 3 weeks.... pretty outta control on my scale. schwing.
i'm so glad flip-flop season is on it's way.
ohhhh whoops. i was supposed to find a job for the 2 months of summer this weekend. anyone want to hire me to, i don't know, get their mail? do their nails? scratch their back? let me know.
i am retiring to my bed. i'll catch you all on the flip side.

Saturday, March 30, 2002

so much to say.

Friday, March 29, 2002

i'll show you a number.....


yeeeeehaw it's mah birth-day!

Tuesday, March 26, 2002


43 - days until the semester is over
3 - approx. months until i leave for ireland
7 - dollars in my checking account saved for ireland
1011 - dollars i owe on my visa and i need to pay in aforementioned time until i leave for ireland so that i can put that much back on it once there
4 - time i woke up this morning having to pee like a racehorse and turn off the t.v.
1 - number of hours i added to my time sheet at work
5 - number of extra days to be spent in purgatory for the above sin
6 - number of extra dollars i will get for lying on my time sheet
1.2 - dollars per day in purgatory
3 - number of really good concerts i will see in a short period of time
70 - dollars spent on concerts
380 - number of really good song currently listening to in winamp
20 - my age in a few short days
29 - my 'proof'
5 - exams i had last week (i'm over it)
2 - number of 4.0's i got on my exams
49 - lowest percentage on my exams last week
2 - times i reacted physically to being scared at work
0 - number of really nice things that have been said to me today
100 - how much percent i'm over it
14 - on a scale of 1 to 17 how much i love sleeping in
12 - how many ants i killed yesterday in my room
11 - how many dead ants went in my roommates garbage
1 - how many dead ants stayed on the floor
0 - number of dead ants that went in my garbage
2 - number of ants i have killed since i started this blog
100 - percent of how much disgusted all 2 of my blog readers will be after reading that
84 - temperature of my body right at this moment
11 - windchill outside
8 - how many hours of sleep i intend to get if i finish this blog soon
alright finished. laaaaaaaater.

Friday, March 22, 2002

ok you know those tests "how drunk are you" "how addicted to aol instant messenger are you" etc.
so the drunk one....... i am 29 proof.

Tuesday, March 19, 2002

i have 5 exams in 1 week.
i don't think this will EVER happen to anyone EVER.
it certainly is proof that there is an evil force in this universe.

Sunday, March 17, 2002


Saturday, March 16, 2002

what i learned from the palm-reader:
i am rational, analytical
i always ask "why", but sometimes that's good cuz i can ask "why" about god. i can be spiritual too.
i do not show my emotions very well, but that's what is valued in today's society.
my fate and my love lines intersect, many people's don't.
i have a teachers' square on both hands.

come on, lady. tell me something i don't know.

Friday, March 15, 2002

i think i am going to make my m.s.u. webpage again. html is fun.
i am starving
i wish i had one of those mice that has the scrolly thing inbetween the buttons.
blog. how am i going to live without the internet next year? i am going to miss it so badly. )_:

Thursday, March 14, 2002


big yawn
bigger sigh
and extremely long
blink of the eye

an original by yours truly

Wednesday, March 13, 2002


someone once told me that when you spell out numbers, such as the example above, that you don't put spaces in it.

is this true?

Monday, March 11, 2002

onehundredtwentythird blog

it took me like 5 minutes to count them all.
department of police and public safety came and inspected my room over spring break. yeah, i'm a badass.
(if only you knew why...)
i have another blog reader. i'll take that link off if you want me to.
today is my grandpa's birthday. he'd be around 77.
we lost power for about 24 hours. what did they DO back in the days they didn't have electricity! for real... no t.v., computer, phone, stove, fridge, garage door, furnace, NOTHING. holy crapola, just think. no instant messagener. they said i'm only 40-something addicted, i say they're wrong.
i think these next 7 weeks will be lonnnng.
i like when i can't pay my bills. that's really fun, you should try it sometime. maybe we can get together and not pay bills. good times.
i can't think of anything else that i want to say that can't be held against me.
and with that, i retreat to my bed.

i love, love, looooove, looooooooooooove it when people presume things about me! just love it

i am in a tennis-shoes sort of mood. this isn't the mood i desire, i want to feel more like a heel. i don't know how to make the transition. i'm not talking about footwear.

what to do.

Friday, March 8, 2002

i'm such a chicken.
michigan sure ain't no cancun mexico, but spring break has been awesome thus far. i've really enjoyed hanging out with my friends. alpena was surely eventful... getting a FLAT tire, we're talking, driving on the rim flat. like ALL of the air was just gone. cuz that was cool. jacking up the car in 5 degree weather. fun stuff. took us 7+ hours to get up there, 4 hours to get back. snowing BULLETS just about the entire way up there. the next day was spent shovelling, yes that's right. and we didn't have snow shovels either... we had DIRT shovels. there was about 3 feet of snow, and melisa's driveway was about 50 feet long. yeah, so do the math and that's about 3000 cubic feet, BUT with those puny dirt shovels. *oh boy, was it fun. once we dug ourselves a driveway, we headed "into town" and saw the britney spears movie. i actually thought it was good. i know that brings any sort of credibility as a movie-goer down by about 2 points, but whatever. it was cute. on the way home, what do we see but a little black pudgy dog. there was NO way that dog was going to stay out there, so we loaded the collarless pooch into the back of the car. at first, he stayed in the garage, because they didn't think it was a good idea for him to come inside, but i went to check on the poor thing at 2 a.m. and he was shaking, so i was like, yo this dog is coming inside, like it or not. poor thing woulda froze to death. he woke up and started crying, probably missed his home! i made some calls, cuz i'm cool like that, and he was picked up that morning. so we go into alpena again, to get a spare tire, and let me tell you... if we didnt look like spoiled brats from the city, i don't know who does. it was humorous, and not in a condescending way. more of in a if-only-you-girls-knew sort of way. it was just painfully obvious that we are very much so still dependant on our parents. but i guess we're lucky in a way we'll never comprehend at the very same time. so we're coming back to alpena, going around a curve, and what do you know? slush decides to spin us out of control and, you guessed it, into a 4+ feet embankment of plowed snow at the side of the road. *real cool. i'm about to pee my pants because i just have to, and plus the fact that i have clogs on, and i dont' think i can open my car door because the snow is so freaking deep and i think i'm going to have to crawl out of the window. THANK GOD melisa put the gloves and boots in the car, or else i seriously would have turned into an icicle right then and there. so we start digging. wait. no, we walk to the nearest house and ask for some shovels, then start digging. a kind older gentleman stops to help us, bless his heart, and eventually a dude in a truck pulled us out. nevermind that it was just as we were finishing up the snow removal process, but you gotta love those up-north people. always willing to lend a helping hand. came back tuesday and chilled with the girls at karin's house. good times. wednesday, let's just say that my friends inspire me. kk is the strongest person i know. thursday, went up to the farm, an experience not to forget. attica, home of zehr farms. like jeremy said, they own the town. tomorrow, tomorrow is homework time. well, first i am going to sleep in. in my dinky new room. it's midget. alex now gets my palace of a bedroom, and i am stuck with the rinky dink room, but it's all good. i'm over it. so sleeping in, probably watching t.l.c. all day long, then doing homework for probably 15 minutes before i'm distracted with instant messenger (cuz people are almost on over spring break) and the television. i lead a very exciting life, can't you tell. i think i'll pamper myself tomorrow too. take a bath, maybe shave my legs, do a facial, etc. ooooh i can't wait for my massage... well, actually, not really, cuz then that means i have to endure those 5 exams... grrrrrr. makes me want to puke. why am i telling you this? ah, but you're still reading. nevermind. now i'm looking up marathon running guides. yikes, this'll be a hoot, me training for a marathon?! let me first try passing my classes, then we can talk about running. hehehe. okay, enough of this for tonight. laters skaters.

Tuesday, March 5, 2002

melisa and i are going to run a marathon. anyone who wants to join us is welcome, i just had to document this so we can't back out of it and look like assholes. 26.2 miles baby. it will be done.

coming attractions: spring break 2002

Saturday, March 2, 2002

aardvark kicks ass.
happy birthday jack - i love you
men from livonia who come to bars solo ~ sick
unattended birmingham houses-hot
never able to find parking.
peeing in fucking detroit.
good night to all.
i had the best night tonight!!

happy birthday jack - i love you.

Friday, March 1, 2002

blog, spring break starts today. i'm staying in the wintry state of michigan, but all is good. i am going to study this spring break, and i am okay with this. i do not tell a lie. i do not joke. i go tonight to peppers to celebrate a birthday, then off to alpena tomorrow for some r&r. back to beverly hills, hanging out with a friend who'll be just a snitch under the weather until she is her hot old self again, off to ride a bull @gremy's, and such. i switched rooms with alex tonight. now the little booger gets my luxury size room, and i get the puney one. but considering i don't live here anymore

can't finish now. byeybe
have you ever been in such a not-good mood that even the sound of someone else laughing pisses you off that much more?

and by not-good, i don't mean "bad mood". well i do, but not in the typical pissed off mood. just not-good, as in not-good. enough fucking said.

and sympathy can fuck itself.