Not gonna lie about it

My new computer is confusing my life... but eventually I'll learn how to use it. It sure is pretty though.

Leaving on a jet plane.

Ooooooooooooh man am I frustrated with everything right now. I need to escape from reality for about an hour. Work is driving me crazy, my family is driving me crazy, my friends are driving me crazy... and to top it all off, gas is $3.09 a gallon. Seriously? It's about 75 cents more than when I left for NZ. I want to go back. Nowwwwwwwwww. Work was alright around 1:30 today, a thunderstorm came and we had to send the kids back to the Rec... but Cat & I stayed @ the park to take care of stuff. Otherwise I pretty much wanted to leave work today because it tends to get me really stressed out. I did come home and nap for about 45 minutes though. Let me tell you, it was the highlight of my day. I do love the Daily Show & the Colbert Report (pronouced "colber repor") though... I tivo them so I can watch them the next day.

It's a lemon

Currently listening to: Sook
Currently reading: Not a damn thing.

So I'm not going to have a computer for the next few weeks, but I'm okay with that, Best Buy should be giving me a new computer in the next week or two, since mine was such a piece of garbage. That's the highlight of my life right now. I can't really think of anything else mildly exciting... I had a sweet rocky-esque party last weekend... But that's about it. I go to J&J's for my exam tomorrow, then I'm officially done with my semester. Woohoo. All for now, I'm off to sleep.

I don't practice Santeria

Currently listening to: Santeria by Sublime

So... I'm home. I'll start posting on here eventually, all I'm doing is working and sleeping and occasionally being the host to people falling asleep in my room. By the way, listen to Sublime and Dispatch... they're pretty awesome.

We Didn't Start The Fire...

Currently listening to: We Didn't Start the Fire by Billy Joel

Well, anyone that knows me, knows that I have a deep rooted affection for this song. I think it all started when it played on the radio when my mom and I were in the car. I must have been around 10 years old and it blew my mind. It seems as though it starts in 1949 with the year he was born and the year that Harry Truman was inaugurated. Genius. I would dissect the rest of the song, but that would take me forever... and would bore the hell out of all of you.

Jesus camp?

Currently listening to: All You Got by Tegan & Sara
Currently reading: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling (the British version)

So I watched a documentary last night. It was called Jesus Camp. Wow. As a non-religious person, it scared the hell out of me. I don't want to be offensive, but some people are a little overzealous and inappropriate with their religion. There. I said it.

On a lighter note, my computer is a p.o.s. About 8 of the keys don't work anymore or work once in a great while, then go back to not working. It's pretty sweet when your arrow keys don't work and you're typing, so you have to depend on the mouse for everything in your life. Lame.

I'm still obsessed with ruckus. I've downloaded a bunch of stuff from there. Apparently you can buy a subscription (also cheap) that lets you load unlimited music onto your mp3 player, given it's not an apple, seeing as how they don't let anyone do anything unless its through iTunes. Lame. In other news, I stuck a battery in my defunct mp3 player that I dropped into a puddle approximately a month ago and now it seems to work. Which kind of pisses me off because that means I didn't have to buy an ipod. I do love my shuffle though...

I cannot WAIT to come home. The countdown is on the post below this one, so if you're feeling bored, go look for it :).

Sometimes you need the dishrag

Currently listening to: Hype by Tegan and Sara
Currently reading: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling

Last night I stayed up until about 5:30 this morning... why? Because I was racing myself doing Sudoku. I did keep winning though. I got down to under five minutes for one puzzle. It was fantastic. Then my brain hurt and I fell asleep. That's a little bit of the Thomas side coming out in me... obsessive... I did 17 Sudoku puzzles yesterday. Now I'm getting really good, once glance at a number set and I can usually tell you whats missing, without scanning it.

Anyways, I did post this in the temporary expat, but I thought I'd post it here too. It's a website called ruckus, it serves as a free music (and movies, at a low cost) downloading site for college students. The drawbacks? You have to be a student, with a student email account and you cannot put these songs on an mp3 player or a cd. Unless you can figure out how to re-encode them, which actually shouldn't be that hard to do. The upside? It's a bunch of free music that you can listen to wherever, as long as you have your computer. There is a lot of good stuff on there, new and old. I found some good Tracy Chapman alongside Mika.

In other news, I've been having really strange dreams lately. The last two that that I had were especially weird. The first one involved me going to Cedar Point and riding a new ride there... that didn't exist. Last night's dream was some sort of fair that me & my friends from home/CMU went to... but it was in Christchurch. And people were speaking French to me & it was rather advanced French... so I didn't understand everything. Also, there was a giant ferris wheel that wasn't really a ferris wheel but a giant wheel of death. I did ride it and it felt like I was riding it, which was pretty cool, except when I felt like I was going to fall out, since my body came out from under the lap bar, so I was only holding on with my hands. I was dead set on not falling out. I wonder what would have happened if I did let go...

Listen to good music :)

Just click the play button:

New Place, New Blog

Hey, so I'm posting everything from NZ on my new blog, the temporary expat. Read it :)

Nothing can change the shape of things

Currently listening to: The Grammys
Currently reading: Lonely Planet: New Zealand

So, I'm doing something quite important... packing for the next 5 months... but I have this urge to do something completely pointless and impertinent. Gah. I hate that feeling. I've finally got a lot of stuff packed, it's weird looking @ the only clothing that I'll be able to wear for five months. Lame. I have less than 48 hours left @ home. It's such a weird feeling.

Today I bought some essentials, including more underwear and socks. The underpants are pretty. Then I went to Jill & Jen's for dinner. It was a fun time & I'm happy I got to hang out with them before I left. I got to see Scotty for a minute today, but he's going to come over tomorrow afternoon to say goodbye. Then I went by Nana's to see her & Auntie M & Trevor. Goodbyes all around. Now I'm trying to pare down the books & DVDs that I want to bring with me. I wish I could fit a few people in my suitcase.

Alright, I better continue packing before I get distracted again.

Running With Scissors

This is why I watch offbeat films:

"You have no business being here, this is my masturbatorium! And you're using my blanket!" -- Dr. Finch from Running With Scissors.

“My mother began to go crazy. Not crazy in a let’s paint the kitchen bright red! sort of way. But crazy in a gas oven, toothpaste sandwich, I am God sort of way.” -- Augusten Burroughs from Running With Scissors

So, Wednesday, Thursday & Friday, I was up at Central hanging out with friends. Actually, I was kidnapped by Jenny. When I say kidnapped, I mean to say that I drove to her house, then we went up to CMU. Good times. I went to a GSA meeting & got swarmed with love. On Thursday, Jenny, Dave, Kent & I went to Midland, mainly to go thrifting. I got an awesome Adidas sweatshirt for $2.99. Love it. Anyways, I've got to continue packing my stuff for the NZ.

1 week

I would like to take this moment to say that I, completely by myself, French braided my hair. I'm extremely proud of myself. Although Cat taught me how to French braid her hair, I never thought I'd be able to do it to myself. Granted my arms fell asleep... Anyways, my handiwork is to the left.

So I should probably say that I'm coming up to Central tomorrow night-ish with Jenny, I guess I should have told Cat that this was definitely happening, as I wanted to stay with her... I'd call now, but some people have classes in the morning. Cat, if you're reading this, I'll see you tomorrow :)

Well... I went to the Michigan Design Center & Whole Foods with Becky today, which was a riot. I want to live @ the Design Center and I will do all of my shopping at Whole Foods. I tried to find Gin-Gins there, but to no avail. Maybe I'll grab some @ Green Tree tomorrow or Thursday. Anyways, went out to dinner with Becky & my brother tonight, felt like I was on crack, now I have the most amazing headache I've ever experienced.

On to the good stuff. Why am I discovering movies from the 80s now? Granted they are all the same movies with pretty much the same formula: Boy meets girl, boy & girl = best friends, boy meets conventionally attractive girl, best friend = jealous, best friend hates girl, boy hates best friend, best friend + boy = love, The End. I've decided that I love Some Kind of Wonderful. I've passed that movie on the shelf at Blockbuster a million times, though I thought Mary Stuart Masterson's character was a boy... She looks like one on the cover. Anyways, after passing it yet again, I walked back and went to grab it, only to find that there were no copies in stock. Luckily, we live in a world where everything is accessible via the internet. I cannot believe I watched an entire movie on youtube. Also, I'm in love with the bands Busted & McFly.

British Invasion

Currently listening to: Go West by The Pet Shop Boys
Currently reading: Rolling Stone Magazine

I've come to a conclusion. I should have been born in the UK. I love their TV, I love their music, I love how they talk... Dana brought over Dr. Who the other day & I've finished the entire series... and by series I mean season. Now I'm in love with David Tennant. Damnit.

I'm in need of some input...

So I can't decide if I should continue with this blog while I'm in NZ or make a new one and link it to this one... HELP ME!

I found the job I want to have. A coffee consultant. This guy sits around and slurps, not sips, coffee, so as to get the full bodied flavor and smell of the coffee. Then he writes about it. How do I get that gig? And I'm having a job related issue. I kinda want to be a director for documentary type films. How fun would that be? Maybe I'll do that in addition to everything else in my life. OH oh oh! Maybe I'll do documentaries... in ASL. I think I've found my true calling.

Ollie just came downstairs with my sex wax in her mouth. Good thing that's not awkward at all. Before you judge me, sex wax is for surf boards & such to make them glide on the water. It also smells amazing. I want the afterlife to smell like sex wax.

The Best Quote I've Ever Heard

"She thinks the world revolves around her vagina." -- Cat (About someone else)

Hmm... recap

Currently listening to: Suddenly I See by KT Tunstall
Currently reading: Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbit

Ok, so I've been away from a reliable internet source for about 2 weeks... and my life has been very hectic. About 2 Thursdays ago, my mom, my dad and I all woke up at about 3:45 am. Fifteen minutes later, we got a phone call that my brother was in the emergency room. Isn't it weird that we were still awake??? I thought so too, it was eerie, to say the least. So I ran upstairs and put on the nearest bit of clothing, which happened to be my work uniform, as I was supposed to be to work in a few hours time. I called work and left the most ridiculous message, I couldn't form sentences properly, that's for sure. It was a jumbled mess. We got to the hospital just after he was taken into surgery, turns out he needed an emergency appendectomy. Scary shit. We sat there with Becky and eventually dad's ex-wife and her new husband. It was weird, I think Jason's entire bloodline was there. Dad amused himself by going into the stairwell and farting so that the noise reverberated off the walls. Anyways, he woke up a few hours later and it was so sad, it made me cry, but I didn't let him see. I called work at some point and talked to my boss, who actually got some words out of my message. I = not in trouble. I stayed with Jason until 8pm, then Becky & I went to get some dinner, then back to their place to sleep. We went back to the hospital the next day for about 5 hours, then Jake was discharged. Awesome. I went home & slept for a day, then went to work the next day. Then I went right over to my bro's to make sure he was okay and I hung out with him for a few hours, then went home to sleep for work the next morning.

Gah. Then a few days later we had a little miracle. My mom found Woody. After two months, she found him in the neighbor's basement, practically starved to death, but he's okay now. That pic is from my cell phone, so it's not top quality or anything, but you can kinda see how skinny he is. Awww. He's a much nicer cat now, he actually sleeps with me in my bed... he craves my attention ;). I love it. I'm so happy we found him, I really thought he was dead. I still can't believe how skinny he is, its ridiculous, he was a fat little cat.

Recently, I've discovered a few things. The TV show Weeds and the musical genius of the Pet Shop Boys. Good stuff. Oh and Ollie & Woody are very surprised by each other's presence. When we last had Woody, we definitely didn't have a dog and now he's like "Whoa bitch, where'd this huge oaf come from and why is it licking my anus?" Gonna go cuddle with the kitty.

Suddenly I see...

I finally got my computer back today :) It's weird having it here, I'm not really using it. I guess this means that I'll be posting semi-regularly again.

Meh

I've had a long week, I'll blog when I'm more awake :)

I love Sacha Baron Cohen

He had the most amazing speech for Best Performance by an Actor in a Motion Picture - Musical Or Comedy @ the Golden Globes:

“I want to thank the Hollywood Foreign Press. And I just want to say that this movie was a life-changing experience. I saw some amazing, beautiful, invigorating parts of America. But I saw some dark parts of America, an ugly side of America. A side of America that rarely sees the light of day.

I refer, of course, to the anus and testicles of my co-star, Ken Davitian.

Ken, when I was in that scene and I stared down and saw your two wrinkled golden globes on my chin, I thought to myself, ‘I better win a bloody award for this.’

And then when my 300-pound co-star decided to sit on my face and squeeze the oxygen from my lungs, I was faced with a choice: Death or to breathe in the air that had been trapped in a small pocket between his buttocks for 30 years.

Kenneth, if it was not for that rancid bubble, I would not be here today.

The Golden Globes were pretty good last night, I'm really happy that America Ferrara won for Best Performance by an Actress In A Television Series - Musical Or Comedy, she's awesome.

Oy, I have nothing to post about right now. I'm having a really hard time dealing with people at work anymore, especially the people who don't do their jobs, but I digress, I need the money.

Coma-nap...

I've got nothing to post about, but I did sleep for about 20 hours in the last 24 hours. That's amazing.