Friday, February 28, 2003
On a lighter note...
Levi told me about some awesome tunes last night, so I downloaded accordingly. GOOD STUFF, people. AHAHA! Including a cover of "Back that Ass Up," "Like a Prayer," "Baby Got Back," "Gin and Juice," and that Robin Hood Brian Adams song. I AM CRACKING. Yay for punk covers...they do indeed make me smile.
I cannot believe it is already FRIDAY! This week has gone by sooo fast. I have no idea what I am doing for spring break. Working? Most likely. However, I'd like to drop in on the Estes Park scene. Hmmm...maybe I could do that. We'll see.
I AM CRACKING! One name: Billy Gillman. I am sorry. I admit it. I liked that "One Voice" song. Don't hate me! It makes me cry everytime I hear it because his voice is soooo incredibly sweet and little. I think he was like 11 or 12 when he came out with his album. TOO CUTE. I love the song.
YAY for self-disclosure. Ahem.
OOOO! I just read an article about the LADIES proposing marriage, and what the "rules" are when it comes to taking such a leap. *GULP* What the hell is that all about? I am cracking. Although I respect any chick with enough moxie to do that, I highly doubt I would follow in the same footsteps.
So we're going to this "SHABBAT UNPLUGGED" service downtown this evening. I CANNOT wait. We've never been to this specific temple, so I am looking forward to the event a great deal. HOO HAH!
JOIN TEAM CELINE! Or not.
Thursday, February 27, 2003
"You are the only one like you."
Fred Rogers passed away today, and I am crying right now. Like most everyone else my age, I watched Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood religiously when I was growing up. I loved watching him feed his fish, I loved Trolly, and I loved watching him put on his "comfy" shoes.
If you would like, you can listen to all the songs from his show at the Mr. Rogers PBS site. AWWW! Remember X the Owl? And Prince Tuesday? And King Friday? This is indeed a sad day. I'll leave you with one of my favorite Rogers songs, "It's You I Like." I think it about sums up everything Fred stood for. But again, if you want to hear this and other MRN songs, go to the PBS site!
It's you I like,
It's not the things you wear,
It's not the way you do your hair--
But it's you I like
The way you are right now,
The way down deep inside you--
Not the things that hide you,
Not your toys--
They're just beside you.
But it's you I like--
Every part of you,
Your skin, your eyes, your feelings
Whether old or new.
I hope that you'll remember
Even when you're feeling blue
That it's you I like,
It's you yourself,
It's you, it's you I like.
"They're large and in charge and looking for chickies!"
Good afternoon, peeps. Well, we're going to make an offer on the "CASTLE" house. I'm rather excited. Its the ultimate entertainment house. No more of these country-style, we-need-a-new-septic-system, rustic, cozy, crap houses! But then again, I won't be taking up a permanent residency. I think there is definitely some strategy going on here.
ELI: "Hey Andrea! Guess who ISN'T in 311?"
Is there anyone out there that knew that dogs 1. Had baby teeth and 2. Lost them? Because I just found out today. Zoey has been sporting the "I have the shark-multiple tooth-layer-thing" look. *insert Tim Allen grunt here*
My parents are obsessed with the HG tv channel. All we ever watch are shows about re-decorating your kitchen. A phase, maybe? We can all hope and pray. Hey! I have nothing against the channel! Christopher Lovell is my personal hero! "OH MY GOOOOD! So I just found a toilet seat in the dump, added some pink fur, glitter, and photos of Dean Cain! VOILA! A modern but functional piece for ALL to enjoy!" And...scene.
Hey, if you're bored or semi-interested, here is an American History Courtship quiz that you can take to test your dating history killah skillz.
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
What's YO Flava?
MUAHAHAH! I so got finished with all my crap before 12 am. SWEET! OOOO! For my fund. comm class, I had to fill out a questionnaire to find out my "style 'o' lovin' " out of storge, agape, eros, mania, ludus, and pragma. According to the results, my style is AGAPE. Here is some more information about various "styes" of love, compiled by Robert W. Birch, Ph.D. What is your style?
Storge is friendship love. A storge lover says of the loved on, "He/she is my very best friend." This love is based on common interests, similar values, mutual goals and compatible personalities. Storge loving builds slowly and is not complicated by sexual chemistry. Sex is not important in the development of the relationship and is not the central to it. Although this style of loving lacks excitement and passion, it brings a great sense of security and stability. Of all the styles of loving, storge loving between friends is the most lasting.
The agape lover is giving and forgiving. Agape lovers believe that loving someone means putting the other's welfare above their own. Bill Murry described it on a 1980 Late Night Show with David Letterman, when he said, "If you really love someone you try to do for them what they don't know they need done." Too much giving and forgiving, however, can approach the level of martyrdom, and resentment might begin to build. Lopsided self-sacrifice and too much forgiving of bad behavior can lead to feelings of being taken for granted and of being abused. Many agape lovers who have gone to extremes have remarked, "I'm sick of it. I give and give and never get back. I overlook everything and feel walked on. I'm burned out and just can't give any more." Agape lovers thrive only with an appreciative partner who gives in return.
Mania loving is being madly in love. This high energy loving adds excitement to a relationship, but too much madness leads to possessiveness and jealous. It is as thought the intense mania lover is never sure that the loved one will not leave, and they must cling tightly. Partners of mania lovers might initially be thrilled to be loved and needed so intensely, but they are likely to end up feeling rigidly controlled. Mania love does not allow a partner to grow, as the mania lover feels at risk when they are unable to control their partner. Too much mania becomes oppressive, controlling and ultimately destructive.
Pragma love is practical. Often it is like falling in love with your head, not your heart. A true pragma lover goes out with a mental shopping list of the qualities required in a prospective partner. The list is usually very practical, including such things as the ideal partner's social status, occupation, material possessions, and level of income. A man who buys an expensive car to attract women is shopping for a pragma lover. The father who gives his daughter the advice, "It is just as easy to marry a rich man as it is to marry a poor one," has given a pragma message. Indeed, the first thing that attracts her to a man might be his car.
The pragma message can be found in an old English proverb, dating back to 1670, that states "Who marrieth for love without money hath good nights and sorry days."
Ludus lovers are the game players. The love the singles bars that become their playground. Ludus lovers will come on strong, being well practiced in the art of seduction. However, it is very difficult for a ludus lover to make a lasting commitment. It is ironic that the ludus lover is most likely to end a relationship when it is at its best. Since it is the pursuit and not the conquest that is exciting, commitment holds no attraction. As a relationship becomes secure and the initial passion fades, ludus lovers become bored and will often begin a new relationship even before ending an old one. By overlapping relationships, the game player can guarantee the continual excitement of a fresh pursuit.
The sixth style of loving is Eros or erotic love. Eros lovers are typically romantic and value intimacy, both emotional and physical. They are likely to believe in love at first sight and will talk of feeling a strong physical attraction to their partner... a sexual chemistry. Sexual behavior is likely to occur between two eros lovers much earlier in a relationship than between two storge lovers. While the ludus lover might push for sexual relations early in a relationship, it is a matter of conquest and scoring, but the eros lover's desire to be sexual is to connect and to share the intimacy of mutual sexual satisfaction.
Tuesday, February 25, 2003
Naughty
Shame on me. INSTEAD of preparing for my exam, I have been furiously scanning photos. AND NOW I AM BLOGGING! I am such a troll. Ah well. It is worth it. Maybe? Getting two hours of sleep is A-OK with me. *lizard mouth*
I have lost Nate's phone number, and this is not a good thing.
Today was EXCELLENT! Started the afternoon off with a good dose of Matt's radio show, which was highly enjoyable. If you haven't listened to it before, you need to check it out. It airs every Tuesday at 7-9pm GMT time, and you can listen up at the RamAir website!
The roads were HORRIBLE this evening due to the icy/snowy conditions. NOT COOL. I should have been out and about in the CR-V. Instead I was skidding about in the little civic waiting for someone to crunch me. YAY.
OKAY! I am getting on with studying right now. If all goes well, I can get into bed at 12:15. I CAN DO IT!
Has anyone seen "The Hours" with Nicole Kidman? I need to see this.
Have a great Wednesday, people!
Monday, February 24, 2003
DOWNLOAD-GASM!
Harry Connick, Jr. is indeed the man. He just is. The HCJ song for this evening would definitely be "This Guy's in Love With You." Originally written by Burt Bacharach (its sooo obvious), this song will put you to sleep faster than my APS prof.
ROCK
If you want your teeth knocked in, you might like:
Finger Eleven- Suffocate
Dope- You Spin Me Right Round (Dead or Alive cover)
POWERMAN 5000- When Worlds Collide, Nobody's Real, Automatic
Slipknot- Wait and Bleed
Moby
Be sure to check out Moby's site, peeps. He's just added some new photos, and 2 of them have Bill Clinton in them. BOO YAH! Hoodrat! I heart Moby.
I am cracking
I knew my readings for JRP talent agency would come back to haunt me! I just got off the phone with Universal Stock Photography, and they want to take some photos of me for another agency. WEE. I need to go shopping.
Class was fine today, but I think my spleen is FROZEN! Yay for -19 temperatures. The wind chill reminded me of the icy zephyr that whistles through the heart of Janet Reno. *And your mom, of course.*
I am doing more extensive research on sexual attraction, and I COULD NOT LOVE IT MORE! The field is soooo amazing, I just can't get over it. I've presented some of my ideas to Doctor Towler, and she thinks we should do some in-depth research together this fall. I AM SOOOOO EXCITED!
I need to get my hands on Charles Dickens' American Notes. However, the uni library has it in STORAGE! WTF is that all about?
Sunday, February 23, 2003
Tame that Cowlick
So Kyle called me last night and we talked for close to an hour and a half about absolutely nothing. It was grand.
Why did I wake up at 6:30 this morning? I have no idea. At least this means I might go to bed at a decent hour tonight. Imagine that.
SNL was so great last night! Christopher Walken was hosting, and he did an awesome job. My favorite quote of the evening's show was the opening skit, in which Christopher proclaimed, "I hate you. I am bored!" Class.
I made some orange juice this morning from that concentrate crap, and it wasn't too bad. Yay for orange goop + water = orange juice. Well...um...maybe.
Ugh. I have an APS paper due tomorrow, so I guess I'll be working on that this afternoon. FUN!
I tell ya, I CANNOT get enough of that MER-LORE!
Summer needs to get here ASAP.
Gonna get DIRRTY
Its about Andrea's bedtime. I have a job interview tomorrow morning, so hoorah for that. I should probably find directions for that right now...
Today went by rather smoothly. "I GOT SOME GREAT DVD'S I PICKED UP! HOW 'BOUT LIKE, SOMETHIN' LIKE THE MATRIX?"
Yea, so I caught "Stir of Echoes." Not too bad. Hoorah for Kevin Bacon. He actually looked somewhat attractive in this film, apart from all the "madness" scenes.
Photo of the week! I believe this is the only G-rated photo of Alan online. Seriously.
On that note, good nightly, kiddies!
Saturday, February 22, 2003
You are Mary Magdelicious.
So my mom found a picture of me and some of my troll friends from the 4th grade. Mr. MacDonald was my teacher in fourth grade, and all I remember is how BUFF he was for 1. A TEACHER and 2. For an older man. He wore these polo shirts everyday with gray or black pants. Sometimes he would have chalk prints on his bum from absent-mindedly wiping his hands back there after writing something on the chalk board.
So I'm in the picture with my "Olympic" teammates, and we were representing FRANCE. Do you want to know why? Before we formed teams, I told this red-headed girl in front of me that we should make an ISRAEL team. But being the trollish, crusty-eyed chick that she was, she stole my idea. And yes! She was one of those people who always had that "sleep crap" in her eyelashes! UGH! SICK! Do I sound bitter? Maybe. HA!
Anywho, we held olympic-like events in our classroom, and the only medal (a top of a coffee can spray-painted either gold, silver, or bronze) FRANCE won was for BOWLING! So we were awarded with coffe-can tops and we played the French national anthem (which none of us knew the words to, of course. BUT if we had the Israeli anthem....psh!)
I remember my biggest crush during 4th grade was for this dude, Derek. I think my closest friend at that time was a girl named Kaleah. I have yet to encounter another Kaleah in my life. During recess, I went around singing weird songs with this girl, Darla. We also sat by the trees and wrote mysteries. I still have those stories today! I think I wrote about 7 of them. Of course, none of them took over 2 pages in length. I love it.
I remember my gym teacher had frizzy blond hair and had a LOT of freckles. Even her legs were reddish in color and were covered in freckles.
Oh yes! And I remember first seeing a condom in 4th grade. Some high schooler had left a used one on a SWING in the playground. Kaleah's boyfriend at the time had also stolen one, and came up to her and said, "I'm ready when you are" during recess. I'm not too sure if I knew all the details about sex when I was that age, but I knew that a condom WAS involved. HOW FREAKY THAT SEEMS NOW!
Ah well. Anywho, that was my memory-gasm for the day. Hoorah for photos, no? :)
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
Say It Ain't SO!
Yea, I am definitely on a CUD ghetto Mac typing this right now. SWEET! Ooooo! I have a job interview on Sunday morning with a local photography studio, so WOO for that. Andrea = needs money.
Matt! I hope you are having some good times with your mom today! Tell her I said hi! :) YAY!
Well, class calls, so I better answer. Yikes. Later, trolls!
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
You turn every head but you don't see me
I think I know why there are people my age that want to get married. Although I am in no way shape or form ready for marriage right now, I see where it could be a good thing. People want to get their life "started," and to them, this would include finding their soulmate. Hell, I want to find my soulmate but I am in no rush to get the whole process over with. I want to be married once, and that's it. I don't want to make a horrible mistake and have to grow my own soul back.
If I were to find my soulmate tomorrow, for example, I do wonder how long we would wait until we got married. Six months? One year? Three years? Would I finish my undergrad education before we tied the knot? Would I finish grad school before taking the leap? Truth be told, I have NO idea.
The crazy thing about all this relationship goober is that there are no definite answers. Everything is relative. And don't we love to fit everything in our lives into a perfect little box? Maybe some things. Although I am a more "absract" person myself, part of me longs for a rule book on such matters. But where is the surprise in that? Where's the "magic" associated with romantic feelings? With a rule book of sorts, part of that mystery is taken away! We can't have that. Oh, we are strange creatures, indeed. We play hard to get with those we really care for. We don't say what we mean oftentimes because we don't want to be vulnerable. Of course that is understandable; we don't want to get hurt. But part of me thinks that when it comes to THE ONE, all those shenanigans won't really matter. Or at least I'd like to think so.
Ah, well. If only our soulmates could be identified by a huge sign, screaming, "ITS ME! ITS ME!" That would rule. But that's not going to happen. And where's the mystery in that? Mystery, shmystery, ey? I don't even know. I just don't want to be 40 and going out on a "hot date." But that just might be the case. We'll see.
I think my heart just stopped
About to leave for battle of the bands! Good stuff.
Holy crap, this guy IS Matt Damon!
Not! After close inspection, its easy to see that there has been some photoshopping being done! My compliments to "Erich," but you've been busted. Bwahahah! Ahh...well. I lead a sad life. :)
What the heck?
Matt's show was extra snazzy today! Mucho enjoyable.
Art Garnfunkel is the man.
Song(s) of the day:
Art Garfunkel - Perfect Moment (LOVE IT!)
Flaw - Only the Strong Survive
Quote of the day: "You may have the chops, but I'll TAKE YOU TO SCHOOL! TWO TIMES!" -Jack Black
Monday, February 17, 2003
Fish Filet = NO
Song of the night: Aqualung- Nowhere
And yet ANOTHER breakout on my face! What did I do to deserve this?
Lately I have just been feeling DIRTY. I don't know how to describe this, actually. Its not dirty in the "lacks a daily shower" sense. I've got that covered. I just feel extremely ickified. I need my soul laundered.
So I'm on this Messianic mailing list of sorts, right? And apparently this dude thinks that I am looking to get married, so he sends me this email asking all of these detailed questions about my life. He THEN delves into more personal matters, and makes it clear that he wants a "chaste" partner. So THEN the personal questions start firing away. Who does this GUY think he IS? Number one: I am 20 years old. Hello, NOT GETTING MARRIED anytime soon. Number two: WHAT THE HECK? YES, I am so going to disclose all matters of my personal life to some guy that sends me an email that I don't even KNOW. Ugh!!!!! No wonder I feel dirty.
Nonverbal Communication
Good discussions today in class about nonverbal communication in the constitutive sense. Just for example, a form of nonverbal communication would be an accent. You may or may not make judgements about people from just how they talk. For instance, it is extremely typical for non-southerners to assume that people who do speak with a southern accent might lack intelligence and are inclined to behave in an especially cordial manner. This judgement of course isn't true, but for some it does indeed alter perceptions.
A prime example of accents influencing particular behaviors and judgements would be the following: While working in a restaurant, I used 4 accents while interacting with customers (Russian, English, American, and Spanish). When I assisted and rang up a customer using a "foreign" accent, 3 out of 5 times the customer would give me EXACT CHANGE. When I used the American accent (just moi), I would only receive exact change 1 out of every 5 cash transactions. Coincidence? I think not.
Yay for Andrea being bored and quite possibly insane. Its all about the LOVE for communication! Ahem.
Sunday, February 16, 2003
Another cold night
Well, people. Another week is upon us. [insert yay here] Today wasn't too bad, as far as Sundays go. I finally finished all my lovely papers! WOOHOO! I am actually excited about my research paper on comm. within romantic relationships.
Wonderboy, what is the secret of your power?
I'm calling the Y on Wed. to see if they are going to offer me any of the positions I want this summer. *fingers crossed* <--that was gay.
History of Wonderboy and Young Nasty Man! Rigga-goo-goo-rigga-goo goo!
I have no idea what I am going to do with mi otra bloggo. Hmmm.....
Come fly with me, FLY!
I'm concerned about my grandad.
Joe Millionaire tomorrow! HAAAA! The big day, folks.
Well, I am leaving my house in a matter of hours, so I better hit the sack for now. HOORAH. I hope this week goes by quickly. :-\
Mr. Bean makes me feel all tingly! Dead sexy!
WELCOME TO MY HOME PAGE !!!!!!!!! I KISS YOU !!!!!
Evan?
Wee!
Can't get ENOUGH, baby!
I dub today Psychedelic Era Album Day! Give me Strawberry Alarm Clock! Give me the Electric Prunes! And YES! Give me Sam the Sham & the Pharaohs! Ahh...yes. The world is indeed a wonderful place.
I AM CRACKING!
Quote of the Eve
-Ben Murray, 9 1/2 Sexy Jobs
What are friends for?
Some friends buy each other journals and watch Freddie Prinze, Jr movies together! Then there's Kyle and Andrea. I AM CRACKING, PEOPLE! Kyle just put together the best site I have ever seen in my life. Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce the KAPPA IOTA UPSILON THETA! Kyle's latest piece of art/mockery for Andrea.
GO HERE NOW!
Does this look familiar to anyone?
Saturday, February 15, 2003
House Crap
So we're about ready to head out this afternoon for a fun day of house browsing. I cannot wait. Ahem.
Talked to Kyle last night for a while, so that was coo. All is well and hella snowy at Ball State. WEE!
We might go skiing tomorrow, but that's still up in the air. I probably won't end up going because I need to find a film for my interpersonal comm. paper. Hmm...should I pick Jay and Silent Bob, Three Amigos, or Royal Tenenbaums? BAAAAH! I'll probably end up choosing a scene from Girl, Interrupted or American Beauty. Good stuff there.
WHAT IS STEPHANIE DUNCAN doing right now? That question is haunting my brain today. It cracks me UP! "YOU KNOW IT, YOU KNOW IT! Everythiiiiiing...for YOU and MEEEEE!" Aww...yay for Bye Bye Birdie.
And in the end...
Friday, February 14, 2003
Day of Mexcellence
OOOOOOOO! Such a good day, people. Matt called (hoo HAH), which was good/great/fantastic/pucker! I also received the most beautiful flowers and gift from him today, as well. What did I do to deserve this? I'm not too sure. :)
Anywho...more house browsing tomorrow. Goodie.
Well...I believe it is bedtime, people. I'll no doubt fall asleep with a smile on my face. AWWW! *blech!* Til next time...
Weird Dreams
Having more crazy dreams, people! What is this? Last night I had one about my friend, Jason. Apparently we were getting married, and there were some various shenanigans going on. [insert evil laugh]
Agh! And I also had one with Moby in it! He was in my Fund. Comm. class, as well as Anna Nicole Smith. I don't even know. What's up with the Moby dreams? I am not thinking about him 24 hours a day, I swear. :\
Rock the Casbah.
CD
This is the funniest thing I have seen all week. My mom ordered a cd from this online store called "CD BABY" yesterday.They emailed her a confirmation letter and this is what it said:
Your CD has been gently taken from our CD Baby shelves with
sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.
A team of 50 employees inspected your CD and polished it to make sure
it was in the best possible condition before mailing.
Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over
the crowd as he put your CD into the finest gold-lined box that money
can buy.
We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party
marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of
Portland waved 'Bon Voyage!' to your package, on its way to you, in
our private CD Baby jet on this day, Thursday, February 13th.
I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at CD Baby. We sure did.
Your picture is on our wall as 'Customer of the Year'. We're all
exhausted but can't wait for you to come back to CDBABY.COM!!
Thank you once again,
Derek Sivers, president, CD Baby
Thursday, February 13, 2003
I made out with your best friend the other day, and now we're best friends, TOO!
Thank the Lord above. I definitely got out of the house hunt. WOOHOO.
Kyle! WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME? You're killing me, smalls. You need to attack the blog MATRIX style. *still no working definition on "Matrix Style"*
However, "MATRIXX" style would be something. All you would need would be the following: black lights, a few highlighters, and an inebriated stranger to violate your maximus regions. *CLASS*
I will never master the art of curler placement.
Image of the day: Andrea busting a move to Truth Hurts' "So Addictive," wearing curlers and tie dye. NICE.
What is it with my obsession with the Indian culture? Yay for Ganesh! Aww....Melissa. I miss you.
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
Nothing to do to save his life
GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD MAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRNIN'! That was a fun nap, I must say. About to leave here in a few, so hoo*rah for that. OOOOO! Thank G-d I have 3 extra hours to spend reading some nice, pleasant APS goop.
Wow. This is the worst pop tart I have ever eaten. The crust is waaay too done. Woo. I guess I shouldn't complain: its a POP TART, for crying out loud.
Woohoo. Best be off for now. See ya in detention.
I should be in bed
Crikes. I should be in bed right now, but alas, I have a test that I completely forgot about tomorrow (today). WOOHOO! YAY for not having my mass comm. class tomorrow, ey? More time to jam in all these juicy tidbits about Federalism! Uh...NOT.
So I need to wake up in two hours, so I better head out. OH! I did a massive amount of work on my "real" web site, as opposed to my ultra-ghetto one. HA! You gotta love ecomplanet. Yea, definitely thanks to Matt for that duty biting me in the arse. BIG TIME. His site is awesome, and you should check it out if you haven't already done so.
Ah well. Time for my "nap" before classes. Joy.
Tuesday, February 11, 2003
HOLY CRAP
So Osama "just released" a video claiming his solidarity with Iraq. WOW. I'm sure THIS WASN'T COORDINATED. Gee, I wonder why our level of security was just raised. Could it be that the Bush administration is trying to scare the Americans into supporting the war effort? OH! And in this "new video," Osama apparently "encouraged" suicide missions against the Americans. Excuse me, WHY CAN'T WE FIND THIS DUDE? Apparently he is in the "jungles of Pakistan." WHAT IS THE DEAL? Is our intelligence that craptastic? I am disgusted.
Don't bash bacteria--its the only culture some people have
Yea! Monday was full, but oh so much fun. Ahem. I went to bed at 8pm last night, but only soon after JOE MILLIONAIRE. HA! So its come down to Zorah and Sarah. Nice. Good luck, Evan. Have fun choosing betwixt the lesser of the evils.
I attended a wonderful seminar concerning diversity in groups on Monday morning. It was quite eye-opening, in fact. More details on that later.
Sunday, February 09, 2003
Sunday Eve
Sunday evening has proved to be most excellent, in fact! Many thanks to Matt and Kyle for such a quick turn-around. I just finished a brief paper on the "impending war" with Iraq. Boo.
I have wonderful school tomorrow, so I fear I shall be downtown all day, and well into the evening. YAY.
I really don't have anything else to say. BOO YAH! Good nightly.
Oh...ITS ON!
Ugh! This afternoon has been one for the history books, let me tell ya. I just found out earlier today that my favorite teacher/friend from high school almost died and is in some hot water. This ticks me off.
Oh! And I also LOVE hearing about how certain people have been making judgements about my life and the choices I make. Pleasant. I really don't give a crap about what other people think of my life, but that's just NOT classy. Leaving Evansville has been the wisest choice I have made as of yet. So judge away, people. Whatever makes you feel like a better person, go for it. Just know this: While you are unjustly examining other people's life decisions, your own life is passing you by. You better catch it before you turn 50 and realize that you hate yourself. Have a pleasant day.
Cold
Yes, my friends. It is yet another cold Saturday night here in Colorado. Nice. Today has been quite the full day, but I think I will share all that crap tomorrow. I AM TIRED. So, alas, I am going to bed. I will, however, leave you with a treat. I have some photos that I am putting together for my site, but I haven't really gotten around to actually publishing it this weekend. Some of these pictures are extremely recent while others are a bit of ancient history. *I use that term with much flexibility, eh?* ANYWHO...watch out! These photos have never been seen by any of you people! Check it out!
TIP! Rather than viewing the photos as a slide show, just click on the upper-left hand link that says "view contents of slide show." Yay!
Saturday, February 08, 2003
Jay and Silent Bob
And...she's back. WHAT IS THIS? I cannot sleep at all. I just have a weird feeling about something...I can't put my finger on it, either. Agh. So just a word of caution, people: play it safe today. Just be extra careful when you drive, walk about the city, see a movie, or whatever you do. Just be aware.
So I watched the first half of Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back. A "family film" indeed. NOT. Rachel Dratch was a guest on Conan, but I missed the whole interview, because I was watching the JSB movie. Oh well. When I turned the movie off, I caught her singing the last part of "Welcome to the Jungle." Snoogins!
Friday, February 07, 2003
Oy
Yea, I just wrote an email to Matt, and I have no idea if I actually sent it to him or some other person my brother is buying a bass drum pedal from. ARGH! OR I might have sent it thru my dad's email, OR I might just be a troll and actually sent it TO Matt FROM my own address. I am sooooo defective. Or maybe I am just tired. EH.
Called Kyle, but his machine picked up. He might be asleep, or out, or just went to buy some chips. I won't know for a while.
I have a feeling this weekend is going to blow big time. I just have a strange feeling about it. Hmmm...
Well, Shabbat Shalom, people. I am out.
Thursday, February 06, 2003
Perhaps I'd deserve you, and be even worthy erve you...
A glorious Thursday evening, no? I decided to give myself the full FACIAL treatment tonight. Can I just say YAY for the mud of the Dead Sea? It does wonders for your pores.
I feel as though it is Saturday night. What is this?
Tonight's song list:
Billy Joel - And So it Goes
John Mayer - Comfortable
Incubus - I Miss You
Offspring - Pretty Fly for a White Guy (DJ Starfire Remix)
Truth Hurts - So Addictive feat. Rakim! RAKIM!!
I am still wearing my flip-flops. WHAT is this?
Thin mint cookies = manna from heaven.
Kyle, you went to bed way too early.
Oh well. See ya'll in detention.
Internet "Dating"
Meeting people online can be fab, great, blah, blah. But it can also be a dangerous business. For instance, "StaceyLovesDogs78" may be some old naked dude in Milwaukee still living with his mom. NICE. Buuuuuut, there are some great, honest people out there. One just has to exercise caution when developing friendships via the internet. Check out the following article from the BBC addressing the issue.
"Everyone can sound like a raconteur on the internet."
"You are a multi-faceted diamond. Never forget that."
I am sick and tired of people being judged by how they look. I walk down the street, and I see various types of people. Yes, it is extremely easy to make judgements about people based on what they are wearing, how they look, and the way in which they carry themselves. BUT THIS IS WRONG. We can fight it, yes. However, this "judgement" obsession we have is so ingrained within us, that we percieve and generally accept that this phenomenon is natural. How can we change this? CAN it be changed? What do we have to do in order for us to completely eliminate bias and judgement based on looks?
Wednesday, February 05, 2003
Awww!
I just got done talking with one of my favorite people, ASHLEY! Ashley, Jade, and I have been good friends since the OLD SKUL bagel days. She has decided to go into pharmacology, so YAY FOR HER. She's planning on transferring out of USI next year to continue her education at either Purdue or St. Louis. :)
OH! AND GET THIS! They are all going to the PLAYGIRL LOUNGE THIS WEEKEND!! I am CRACKING. The Chippendales are going to be in Evansville, and they aren't going to miss it. GOOD TIMES. It would be highly enjoyable to carouse and carry-on with such company, but such is not my current directive. Besides, those Fabio-types definitely turn my stomach.
Hmm...to sleep or not to sleep?
I knew it!
OOOO! Can you guess what I got in the mail today? Can ya? YAAAAAAAAY! Yea, I definitely got Matt's cds! I find it extremely cool that we both got ours on the same day...mexcellent. :) Woohoo! I am so excited.
Turns out my huge EXAM in APS class was nothing but a defective quiz. WITH ONLY ONE ESSAY QUESTION!!! WHAT IS THAT?? Oh well. At least I've memorized 3 Federalist papers. <---PRAYING THIS COMES IN HANDY SOMEDAY, SOMEHOW
HA! I love it. :)
I need to tend to my face, because it has decided to erupt on me. WHAT IS THIS?! I'm NOT in middle school anymore! No es justo.
Anyway, it is going to snow pretty heavily tonight. We need as much moisture as we can get, so bring it on, baby...bring it on.
Top 'O' the MARNIN' TO YA!
You should really see me right now. I have the ugliest mess of curlers arranged (hardly) on my head, and my makeup is halfway done. CLASS. I'S GOTS TAH PIMP MAH HOES! Yes! My hoes! You can't find too many gardening tools these days. [insert groan]
You know what really bugs me? After you get out of the shower, you have almost what I can call "pools" of water in your ears. These "pools" also may or may not contain shampoo. Can anyone back me up here?
So anywho, I better take these curlers out and get ready. After all, it is 5:18 in the am! WEEE! How I love the commute! Let me count the ways...
Tuesday, February 04, 2003
SIESTA!
I just took the practice tests for both chapters that I have an exam on tomorrow, and I did well. SO YAY. I just get to read some Federalist papers before I retire this evening. YAY FOR PUBLIUS!
Guster = GREAT.
It feels extremely late for some reason. Bwa. The Matt-Joe show was excellent, as usual. Well, I have actually only heard it twice, but I know what I like when I hear it. :)
Tomorrow brings another full day 'o' school, so woohoo. Right now I am listening to some quality Hebraic bellydancing music. YES! Hopefully I can put that "all-male bellydancing troup" skit together for the summer talent show, but it depends on who I can recruit. I know Wes is game and Shortz will do it if he is working this summer. Hmm...I'll have to keep my eyes peeled for some shameless guys this summer.
Yay.
Billie songs of the evening:
Solitude
Georgia on My Mind
Night and Day
Someone should have told YOU before you even LEFT THE HOUSE!
Awww...high school memories. Blah. I went to bed around 8:45 last night. Nice. I woke up this morning around 7:30 to mom yelling at Hallie for not eating the "ultra-healthy flax-seed" meal she had concocted for her breakfast. Ahem. I went downstairs, drank a huge glass of water, then tried going back to sleep because I don't have class today. That didn't work out too well. As soon as I drfited off to sleep, Zoey (DOBERMAN) managed to jump on my bed, and LANDED right on my boob. Ouch?
So enough complaining! YAY! Kyle and I are going to catch Matt's radio show, which you guys can check out right here. It airs at 7-9 pm GMT time, so catch it if you can.
After Matt's show, we're heading to the gym so I can turn into the next Jill Mills. OR NOT!
Monday, February 03, 2003
Journal Entries
So I keep a journal, right? Well, I wouldn't call it a "journal," but its just where I write crap during the day between classes. Can you feel the excitement? Ahem.
Usually they take the form of letters that I write to people, but I have no intention of sending them. They may be addressed to my sister, Kyle, or even YOU. Yes, YOU! Don't you wish you could see them? Yea, I don't either. However, I cannot go a day without writing something in it...its become a bit of an obsession.
ANYWHO...I was browsing the starting pages of my current composition book (weapon of choice), and re-read some entries from the end of the summer. I WAS CRACKING. All the pages were filled with Nate/Andrea haikus, Swahili phrases, and detailed descriptions of how cold I was. I never had a jacket on my person.
Wow. I am so tired. I believe I am going to turn in for the evening. If you happen to be bored, check out Your Mom Likes this Blog. The only reason I am linking to it is because of its excessive online QUIZ links. And not to mention an awesome name. Knock yourself out.
The Picture of the Week
Check out my site to see what the child of Andrea and Kyle would look like. SCARY! It's on the "Fun Stuff" page. WARNING: Not for the eyes of small children or those with heart problems.
RANT ALERT
OK: THIS is what drives me up the wall. This past summer I had a thing for someone that I will call "PERSON X." This person and I spent some time together, and I really felt that we had a good thing going. There was heavy flirting back and forth, and I knew that something was going to end up happening. THEN I find out that "PERSON X" has a freaking girfriend! WHAT THE HELL? I automatically pull back my troops, but he keeps making advances.
Let me tell you: there is a LINE between being friends and being something more, ya know? And "PERSON X" was definitely moving into the "something more" area WHILE in a relationship. TRASH. Of course you could say that "Well, "PERSON X" is just naturally flirty, " or "You were reading too much into his actions/words." Trust me, people. I KNOW the difference. The term "tease" is usually attached to the female of species, but I KNOW that guys can equally personify the term. Tsk tsk.
Ahhh...the age-old question: Can male and female sustain a normal "friendship" without any amount of sexual tension? I believe they can without attraction from either side. Consider boy = x and girl = y (both being exchangeable). If x is attracted to y, even if y isn't attracted to x, there WILL be tension of some sort on x's part. Of course, x is going to be in an awkward spot, by y could be completeley oblivious to x's uneasiness. But alas, a friendship with that situation isn't going to be a bona fide friendship until x gives up on the attraction, or until it fades away. Does that make sense? I give up. I'm going to bed. :)
Sunday, February 02, 2003
Gotta Face the Music
So it was about 10:15-ish before I started my readings for class tomorrow. LOVELY. Eh. Not too bad, tho. Having two communications classes at once is a bit redundant if you ask me. The readings are almost identical. Ah well.
I have an exam on Wednesday for APS, so I need to get my butt in gear and make sure I do well on that.
I really cannot wait until the summer arrives. Although school is all good and nice, I would like to get back to Estes. The Y represents everything PLEASANT and RELAXING, so I'm in a hurry to get back.
Like I mentioned before, we were dumped with snow. I have no idea what the snow status is downtown, but we shall see tomorrow morning.
Watched bits and pieces of the "Wedding Planner" this evening. And yes, I actually kind of like that movie. It came out during a time when J.LO didn't own the world.
I am giving a presentation about research methods in psych. tomorrow, but that should be a breeze. No big whoop, indeed.
Talked to Lindsay today about traditions in the Orthodox synagogue, and that proved to make an interesting convo. It's not difficult to forget that what may be everyday routine for yourself is completely alien in another perspective. I love it.
So what should Monday bring? We shall see, eh? I've been trying to avoid the news today, because I got my fill of it on Saturday concerning the Columbia explosion. I was glued to CNN that morning, and I just couldn't bear to hear anymore about it today. Tragic.
I am going to try to go to bed at a decent hour this evening so I can wake up somewhat refreshed and ALIVE tomorrow. A nice thought, eh? But maybe I shouldn't talk, because Matt rarely gets more than 4 hours of sleep a night. I'm afraid it has a bit to do with my incessant jibber-jabber, but I can't help it. I'm afraid I've grown all-too fond of the MATT CHAT. :)
My goal this evening is to go to bed by 12 am. Is this possible? We shall see.
Moby Rules
Moby's latest journal entry cracks me up. I love that guy. I would suggest you check his site out if you haven't already done so.
Why do my hands smell of lime??
AGH! IT IS SNOWING OUTSIDE! SNOWING! I love it. It hasn't snowed here since the 1st of January, and it is about time. Time for some Billie, that's for sure.
50 more facts you never wanted to know!
Yes, my friends! Part 2 is here! Guess who is avoiding homework? Ah yes...that would be me. Throw me a bone here, people.
51. I'm in no hurry to have a family
52. Although I don't drink that much soda, I prefer Pepsi over Coke. AND I CAN TELL THE DIFFERENCE between the two
53. I used to be obsessed with stuffed animals, and I had over 200 of them. I had my mom give them all away when I left for Colorado.
54. I was afraid of my dolls coming alive at night and trying to kill me when I was a kid
55. I'm not naturally attracted to blondes
56. There are only a few things that I love more than my lava lamp
57. My favorite shoes are my Chuckie T's
58. I am horrible when it comes to remembering names
59. I was obsessed with OLDIES when I was a kid
60. While some kids were always on their bikes in elementary school, I was always on rollerskates
61. I watched the Power Rangers everyday before school in 5th grade
62. I have had very few long-term friendships with other females
63. I miss BLAZIN' STRIPS!
64. My favorite childhood pet was our dachshund, Willy
65. I love spinach
66. Cold noodle salads disgust me
67. Nothing grosses me out more than eating chicken off of the bone
68. I like free stuff (who doesn't??)
69. I own a viking helmet, complete with real horns
70. The BEST combination invented is popcorn and pepsi
71. I can't eat anything that is made with non-kosher gelatin
72. I think college isn't for everyone
73. I've never broken a bone
74. I believe that Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen were the ugliest babies ever to appear on a television show
75. I prefer crushed ice to cubed
76. I hated my gym uniform in elementary school. Polyester = OF SATAN
77. I've never been to Canada
78. I had a pet turtle named Sheldon, once. He drowned in our pool, and I cried for 3 days
79. My mom served my one and only session of detention along with me
80. I would rather wear flip-flops
81. I think high school is overrated
82. I prefer manual to automatic
83. Old dudes and Mexicans are attracted to me for some reason
84. My favorite drink is the Cherry Limeade from SONIC
85. The STANZA was my first car, and I never knew what color it was
86. I was obsessed with the BABY-SITTER'S CLUB books when I was a child
87. I wasn't allowed to watch the Simpsons growing up
88. The only time I almost fell asleep in a movie theater was when I was watching MISSION IMPOSSIBLE II for the 3rd time
89. I ALWAYS LOSE MY SOCKS
90. My ears are pierced TWICE, but I can't utilize them both at once because they are too close together
91. The most rebellious thing I have ever done was get my cartilage pierced, and that has since grown in. YAY
92. I want to be in a Kevin Smith movie
93. I would date Sean Connery
94. I have more Joe Dirt lines memorized than Bible verses <---SAD
95. I went to a private Christian school in 3rd grade
96. I would get my nose pierced if I wasn't worried that my nose would get screwed up
97. I dyed my hair red once, and it looked like TRASH
98. I once slew an entire aquarium of sea monkeys
99. I am a fan of post- 12am Wal-Mart shopping trips
100. I think that those "little kid kissing" posters are disturbing.
Kyle: "I like to google people I hate."
Trust me, Kyle. You're NOT alone.
Read Kyle's blog
Ohh! BTW, Dashboard Confessional's own Chris Carraba is gracing the February issue cover of SPIN. Check it out.
Saturday, February 01, 2003
Ashkenazic and Sephardic Traditions
I just found a cd in my parents cd collection that has recordings from a French synagogue, dating back to the pre-Holocaust era. I have never listened to anything so haunting and beautiful before in my life.
Favorites from the recording:
Kol Nidre (all vows)
Umord'chai Yoda (Mordecai's Grief)
Guster is just good people. Three words: nice Jewish boys.
If that's all you will be, you'll be a waste of time
You've dreamed a thousand dreams, none seem to stick in your mind
Two points for honesty
It must make you sad to know that nobody cares at all
I want to be where I've never been before
I want to be there and then I'd understand
Know I'm right and do it right, could I get to be like that
I'll know what I don't know with nothin more to gain
A Necessary Move
Ugh! I haven't been able to publish ANYTHING to My Dashboard for the past two days! This is upsetting.
However, I won't let this glitch hinder my blogging! No way, no how. While I am trying to decipher problems with My Dashboard, I will not cease in my efforts to keep blogging away. I will, however, notify you as soon as MY DASHBOARD is up and running once again.
Kyle and I were extremely bored last night, so we mutually decided to do one of those EVER-ORIGINAL "100 Facts About me" doobies. HOWEVER, I decided that 100 facts were a bit much to digest in one blog entry, so I decided to break it up. So here it is, my friends! 50 facts you may or may not know about yours truly.
1. My full name is Andrea Lynn Schmidt
2. I think middle names are underrated
3. I once wanted to legally change my name to "Jonas"
4. I had ridiculously long hair for 8 years
5. My first boyfriend's name was Brandon Burning
6. I have a small scar below my left pinky toe from a cut I received from a piece of flying tile
7. I was born in Phoenix, Arizona
8. I have an oral fixation
9. I think that guys in kilts = the sexiest thing ever
10. I have played the flute since I was 7 years old
11. I moved to Indiana when I was 11 years old
12. I hate Indiana
13. I have performed an autopsy
14. I was born 3 weeks premature
15. My right ear sticks out a bit more than my left because it lacks a certain fold in the cartilage
16. I thought Screech was cute
17. I wish that I could have an afro
18. I had a Popples tent and sleeping bag when I was a kid
19. I wanted to be a marine biologist as a child
20. MC Hammer's "Don't Hurt 'Em" was my first cassette, and I still have it
21. My nose is the only part of my face that I like
22. I plan on never having bangs again in my life
23. When I was in 5th grade, my pants fell down in front of the whole 6th grade class
24. I HATE BASKETBALL
25. I love cherry popsicles
26. I was a pom pon girl in 6th and 7th grade
27. I have competed in baton twirling at a national level
28. I like to sleep in
29. If I could change my hair, I would dye it hot pink
30. Paul McCartney is my favorite Beatle
31. George Harrison was my second favorite
32. I have appeared in two commercials
33. I had to have an earring surgically removed from my left ear when I was 6
34. I prefer silver to gold
35. Jordan Roe has saved my life two times
36. I once had my dog's uterus in a jar
37. My most valued posession(s) are photographs
38. The strangest pet I've had would be a hermit crab
39. If I had to choose a superpower, I would choose the power of flight
40. My favorite color is green
41. I find MOBY incredibly attractive
42. I have stolen baby Jesuses
43. I cry everytime I hear Don McLean's "American Pie"
44. Karissa Bates was the most unintentionally funny person I have ever met
45. I hate tapioca pudding
46. I think dark chocolate is disgusting
47. I have never used IRISH SPRING soap
48. I hate black licorice
49. One of my biggest fears is being eaten alive by a shark
50. I don't eat red meat