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Friday, May 30, 2003

What's on the menu for this evening sir?
No, not that.
Today I get to paint the ceiling in the addition. On a ladder. By myself. So, if you don't hear from me for a while, just asume that I've fallen down and severed my spinal cord. I'll continue blogging once I learn to type with my tongue. And I did watch that Buffy/Angel crossover yesterday. Oh so bittersweet. And David Boreanaz is practically naked for like ten minutes. Also, for the first time I watched the one where Doyle dies, which had and extra dimension of sadness considering that the actor who played him is also tragically dead. I'm starting on the third dvd of the six dvd set. Soon, I will have no choice but to buy the second season. No, don't try to stop me. I might have to hurt you.

Thursday, May 29, 2003

Wow. So..um.. I have fans. Kind of weird for a blog that started out as a way to keep people who lived less than twenty feet away updated about my life. Remember when you told me to start a blog, Amy, and you had me dangling upside-down from the fourth floor bathroom window, yelling at me to be funny or else you'd go after my mom, too? Ahhh, memories. Anyway, this is all quite funny indeed and gives me more incentive to sit in this freezing basement and do updates.
I have to tell you about this commercial on the radio for Cornerstone Mortgage. The ad itself is not very interesting, but think of the words "Cornerstone Mortgage" spoken in a very pronounced blue-collar Boston accent. Kind of like "Cahnah-stone Moagage." I was in the car with my mom and Brian when I heard it, and Brian, in the same accent, comes out with, "Pay ya bills or we'll break ya legs, lady." This, from Mr. Arizona. He's been here too long.
I just saw Spiderman on HBO this morning. I put off my shower and everything to watch it (actually, the shower was the only thing I really had to do today. Oh, yeah, I have to take the hotdogs out of the freezer and put them in the fridge---tangent---I had the Morning Star Farms veggie dogs. They need a little something, like a flavor. I should try to find a store that carries Smart Pups) So, Spiderman. Like the veggie dogs, I wasn't that impressed. The dialogue was cheesy, the villain wasn't that scary, and the fight sequences made me feel empty inside. Okay, I watched the whole thing, so it wasn't that bad. I liked the Peter Parker scenes better than the Spiderman scenes. Also, I liked when Spiderman was with Mary Jane. That upside-down kiss was hot! I think I just need a good love story. Maybe I should go watch the Angel/Buffy Crossover Episode where he gets to be human and spend a perfect day with her, but then makes the decision to be a vampire again because he needs his powers to help people. Very romantic and angsty. Also, if he weren't a vampire, the show would probably have to end.
It is now time for a lowfat yogurt and a peanut-butter banana. Amy and Annie, give the puppy a kiss and tell him it's from Aunty Sarah.

Tuesday, May 27, 2003

Well, Amy and Annie, there were no puppies in my dreams last night but a very chubby, fluffy, gray and white kitten did make an appearance.
So, updates:
I've fallen madly in love with the blueberry Brummel and Brown yogurt spread. How delightful! It really makes my day, which is kind of sad, but I haven't been doing much lately. With all this rain I've kind of been stuck indoors. Life sucks, watches Angel Season One on dvd.
Also, my hair is getting a bit wild. My layers are growing out and all this moisture is causing them to tangle into each other and puff out. It is savage and untamed, and has taken to leaving in the night and raping and pillaging small villages on the western coast of England, much like the Vikings in their heyday. Then it quaffs some ale and comes home. Yes, my life is so uneventful that I actually have the time to think of stuff like this.

Wednesday, May 21, 2003

My Dad was so funny on Sunday. He told practically everyone on the train that I had just graduated. It hasn't really sunken in yet. I keep thinking that I'm on vacation or something. Maybe when all my stuff gets here I'll actually believe that I'm a college graduate.

And now for something completely different.
I totally called that Anya was going to bite it in the last episode of Buffy. She just seemed the most expendable. Apparently she's also the buttery-softest, because she was practically cut in half on the bias. Also, Spike died, which makes me wonder if all the talk about him crossing over to Angel was just a smokescreen. But, in the Buffyverse, people can be brought back in all kinds of weird ways, so I won't worry. The last episode was written by Joss Whedon, meaning that it was funny and witty and heart-breaking in the vein of the first few seasons. The bad thing is that it really made most of this season seem like utter crap in comparison.
No more Buffy then. I'll just have to be satisfied watching the season collections on my brand new dvd/vhs combo.

Hey guess what? I turn 22 in four days! That really snuck up on me. Graduation kinda blotted everything else out. Any ideas on what I should do to celebrate?

Wednesday, May 14, 2003

It's half past midnight and I am so hopped up on chai and crumble cake

I would like to take this moment to say that I will miss you all so very much. I think that Saturday is going to be one of the best and worst days of my life. You are all my family, my sisters, and I will feel it when you are not with me.

Monday, May 12, 2003

Sorry, I have to air out my inner tv obsession, which, unfortunately, is a lot like my outer tv obsession---
They renewed Angel for another season!! And Spike is moving over from Buffy! (writers of slash fiction quiver with excitement)
And Cordelia won't be a regular, which is good because they ruined her character and Charisma Carpenter probably wants to be home with her new baby.

Sunday, May 11, 2003

Yay, I got a comment from a non-Hood person! And it wasn't to tell me that Jesus saves! Amy :)
And Alida is spraying air-freshener in the hallway outside the computer room. Hmmmm.... I wonder what that's about.

Onto to Sophomore year!
I learned:
*That being roommates doesn't have to destroy an already well established friendship
*If the bugs would shut up, I could hear God's message!
*God can and will take away your birthday.
*Water aerobics requires a diet that consists of more than just tortillas, tomatoes (does that plural like potatoes? Mr. Quayle?) and cheese....and goldfish and ramen.
*If you lend out your roommate's novelty animal-ear headbands without asking her first, you will feel bad about it forever.
*Some people think it's kosher to wake you up by pinching your nose shut.
*Never underestimate the destructive force of projectile plush toys.
*How not to run a GLBT student club
*That my first impressions of people are actually right-on.
*The meaning of 420.
*Laura tells the best stories.
*Papa Roach is the preferred anthem of the bitches upstairs.
*Any radio station thats claim to be the only station "that really rocks" is a pretender to the throne. All hail WBCN!
*Will Donato has the emotional maturity of a blueberry scone.

Remember when you first heard "November Rain?" Wasn't it the best song ever? Weren't you like, "Yes, Axl, it really is hard to hold a candle in the cold November rain"? I miss the days when music was good because I didn't know any better.

Saturday, May 10, 2003

The lyrics of Live's new radio "hit," slightly altered because, well, I just can't hear exactly what Ed is singing.
"I don't need anyone
To speak to me of heaven
I look in my daughter's eyes
And I believe
I don't need anyone
To speak to me of God and truth
I look at the sunset
I look at the sunset"
Oh, how I long for the days of the thinly veiled metaphor of "Lightning Crashes." When did Live start working for Hallmark?

Thursday, May 08, 2003

the old man in the mountain collapsed and is gone. strange, and also quite funny.

Wednesday, May 07, 2003

Okay, last blog of the evening. First, I appear to have broken my ass, or parts north of the aforementioned region, for when I got up and tried to sit back down, there was much ouchiness. Also, you really have to go check out nealpollack.com and read his takes on the Democrats bidding for their party's nomination.

Here's a line from a story I just finished:
After that day we spent at least an hour on the phone every Friday afternoon, which pissed the hell out of my roommate who wanted nothing more than for me to leave the room so she could boink her military boyfriend the moment he stepped onto campus.

Tuesday, May 06, 2003

Inspired by my honors program list, I've decided to make a list for college as a whole, starting with freshman year.
Freshman year lessons, by Sarah Muise.
I have learned:
-how to use an ATM
-that just because you're out of high school it doesn't mean that people will no longer be petty and inconsiderate and evil
-the importance of the catnap
-that sex has a smell
-that there is a place in California called Oxnard
-that true friendships can start without you even knowing it
-that boys can find me interesting
-that enlisted men are not to be trusted
-Olympic bed diving, cone tossing, and stairwell bed sliding
-how to have a proper nervous breakdown
-there really is no down-side to having everyone think you're gay on an all female campus.
-mix tapes made up mostly of folky-female singer-songwriters are much better than Frederick radio

Well, it is always nice when a room full of people get to be scolded for the lame-ass decision-making skills of people who aren't even present. Also, thanks for that hug Daisy, it was real special.

this is for Amy the T, because it had to be done:
"John Cusack is the poor man's Matthew Broderick."

Sunday, May 04, 2003

"Men and women in every culture need liberty like they need food and water and air. Everywhere that freedom arrives, humanity rejoices and everywhere that freedom stirs, let tyrants fear."---Dubyah, in a speech to the Navy on an aircraft carrier.

But I will say this: we cannot stand by idly while our President exploits the horrible memories of September 11, 2001, to pursue a reckless strategy of conquest disguised as the liberation of oppressed peoples. We cannot stand by idly while our government selects enemies, seemingly at random, and accuses them of crimes that they haven't yet commited. We cannot allow our government to define a terrorist as anyone they say is a terrorist. We cannot allow this country to become a paranoid police state. This is not liberty. This is not the food and water that George W. Bush talks about.
We are under control of a tyrant now, and I am very hungry and thirsty. The American people need liberty, too, and that liberty is coming soon. In November 2004, a Democratic candidate about whom no one is particularly enthusiastic will vie for the Presidency. Then George W. Bush will see that Americans are starved for freedom and long to be liberated. The Democrats will receive anywhere between 40 and 44 percent of the vote, and a great cheer will go up among the peasants...

Shit.

We're in for a hard decade.

This is from Neal Pollack's blog, The Maelstrom @ www.nealpollack.com. Amy the T--this is the guy that went on that crazy rant and quoted Liz Phair. He's pretty funny.


I really don't want to be angry my last two weeks here at Hood, but some people leave me no choice. And since I won't have to deal with the conequences of confrontations, I think a few people might actually incur my wrath.

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