Please explain it to me.
Last night me and Becky when to the Station to see the Killer Hayseeds (a great local band!). I also was expected to do a meet and greet with her new perspective guy.
Of course, New Perspective Guy's best friend has the hots for Beck and apparently starts saying not so nice things about NPG. Beck gets pissed at NPG who in turn gets pissed off at her.
So they are yelling at each other while I'm being elbowed in the back by a drunk fireman, have a chick wearing eighties clothes (they apparently had come from a costume party) practically sitting on my lap, and cute, but drunk guy hitting on Beck while she's fighting with NPG. Did I mention the band was between sets so I didn't even have anything to look at?
Now I have a headache from the music, not the drinking because I was SoberCab (only had half a whisky Coke and split a kamikaze with Beck) and I'm way behind on my homework.
I know a good time when I see one / And when I'm in the mood I can even be one / I can lead the parade or I can stop it / Sometimes I dance in the boat just to rock it
*from The Kinleys' Just Between You and Me album.
Sunday, February 27, 2005
Friday, February 25, 2005
And Now a Word from Van Helsing
"I would rather die than help you."
"Oh, Don't be boring. Everyone who says that ends up dead."
"Oh, Don't be boring. Everyone who says that ends up dead."
God Is Punishing Me for Something.
I lost my Keith shirt. I think...
I did my laundry yesterday and remember putting my Keith shirt in the washing machine. This morning I wanted to wear it, and couldn't find it anywhere. Not at all. Nothing. I thought I might have accidentilly put it somewhere else, or dropped it. Tosh even mentioned leaving it at grandma's (I practically use that shirt as a security blanket, so I doubt it's there.) But I still can't find it.
I also can't see someone digging through the dryer to steal my Keith shirt.
I wonder where it went...I miss my Keith.
I did my laundry yesterday and remember putting my Keith shirt in the washing machine. This morning I wanted to wear it, and couldn't find it anywhere. Not at all. Nothing. I thought I might have accidentilly put it somewhere else, or dropped it. Tosh even mentioned leaving it at grandma's (I practically use that shirt as a security blanket, so I doubt it's there.) But I still can't find it.
I also can't see someone digging through the dryer to steal my Keith shirt.
I wonder where it went...I miss my Keith.
Thursday, February 24, 2005
Throw back to the old days
When I was in High School, I hated doing laundry, but if I didn't do my own, any clothes my mother hated was free game for the garbage can.
I used to wear all my clothes until I ended up going to school wearing my swim suit and dress clothes because there was nothing else clean.
Today, I'm rockin' the swimware.
I used to wear all my clothes until I ended up going to school wearing my swim suit and dress clothes because there was nothing else clean.
Today, I'm rockin' the swimware.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
I have discovered one of my flaws.
When I get frustrated about a paper I'm writing on lets just say a group or thing I wouldn't normally dump on...I get really mean and say derogatory things that are out of character. Does this make me a bad person? Or just tired, stressed, and fed up?
Tuesday, February 15, 2005
Crazy Stupid Bastards
I got a call from my dad tonight. Somebody I know died. He's not really family. He's not really a friend. He's not an acquaintance. All I know is that he played a part in my life, whether is was important or not doesn't seem to matter. Just that he did, and now he's dead.
His name is Jake.
A friend of his is getting married this weekend. When he was at the bachelor party up in Superior, he left his wallet at a bar. When he returned to get it, seven guys kicked the shit out of him until he was laying unconscious and bleeding on the ground. Then they started over again. When they got to the hospital they had to take him into surgery to get blood clots out of his brain. They found another. And another. And another. He's in a coma and will never wake up. He's gone. Away. Beaten so badly that he's unrecognizable.
He is related to my aunt and uncle, and I know his family well enough. They're at the family reunion every year. He's a sweet, gorgeous, fun-loving guy. He was one of the first people I ever got drunk off my ass around. He's also the one who introduced me to how much I hate Yague.
He's hooked up to a respirator. It's the only thing keeping him alive. The police have to do an autopsy. The hospital needs to harvest his organs. A wedding needs to go on.
When I was on the phone, I was dry-eyed. I chewed my lip a bit, but that's almost sorta normal. When I hung up, I cried, then laughed, then cried some more. I felt stupid. Crazy.
And Jake...
His name is Jake.
A friend of his is getting married this weekend. When he was at the bachelor party up in Superior, he left his wallet at a bar. When he returned to get it, seven guys kicked the shit out of him until he was laying unconscious and bleeding on the ground. Then they started over again. When they got to the hospital they had to take him into surgery to get blood clots out of his brain. They found another. And another. And another. He's in a coma and will never wake up. He's gone. Away. Beaten so badly that he's unrecognizable.
He is related to my aunt and uncle, and I know his family well enough. They're at the family reunion every year. He's a sweet, gorgeous, fun-loving guy. He was one of the first people I ever got drunk off my ass around. He's also the one who introduced me to how much I hate Yague.
He's hooked up to a respirator. It's the only thing keeping him alive. The police have to do an autopsy. The hospital needs to harvest his organs. A wedding needs to go on.
When I was on the phone, I was dry-eyed. I chewed my lip a bit, but that's almost sorta normal. When I hung up, I cried, then laughed, then cried some more. I felt stupid. Crazy.
And Jake...
Monday, February 14, 2005
I found it.
Remember my vague wonderings about Joe Lando and what he was doing? Well, I found a website dedicated to him. Apparently, he doesn't push my buttons without the "Sully" hair. Dr. Quinn season five is apparently now going on sale, so I guess I have to find out if my library has those.
And it's definitely the wolf.
And it's definitely the wolf.
Sunday, February 13, 2005
Interesting and kinda weird, yet touching.
I watched two dvd's this weekend, and when talking about them to my sister, described them both with that phrase.
The first was Ed Wood, starring Johnny Depp, Sarah Jessica Parker, and Bill Murry and directed by the one and only, Tim Burton. It's about the "worst film director of-all-time" who is played by Johnny Depp. The character is also a transvestite, who is chums with Dracula. The scenes between Eddie and Bella Lugosi are very touching and show the strength of human friendship. But the movie is really wacked out in other aspects.
The other was Pieces of April, starring Katie Holmes (Dawson's Creek) and Oliver Platt (The Three Musketeers). April (Katie) is the misfit of the family, and somehow, has been suckered into making the Thanksgiving meal, when she has no idea how to go about it. While making the perfect meal memory for her family, April learns about compassion, friendship, and forgiveness...Her family however, is a very different story. This one is great for someone who has never had a great/good/mildly civil relationship with their mother.
The first was Ed Wood, starring Johnny Depp, Sarah Jessica Parker, and Bill Murry and directed by the one and only, Tim Burton. It's about the "worst film director of-all-time" who is played by Johnny Depp. The character is also a transvestite, who is chums with Dracula. The scenes between Eddie and Bella Lugosi are very touching and show the strength of human friendship. But the movie is really wacked out in other aspects.
The other was Pieces of April, starring Katie Holmes (Dawson's Creek) and Oliver Platt (The Three Musketeers). April (Katie) is the misfit of the family, and somehow, has been suckered into making the Thanksgiving meal, when she has no idea how to go about it. While making the perfect meal memory for her family, April learns about compassion, friendship, and forgiveness...Her family however, is a very different story. This one is great for someone who has never had a great/good/mildly civil relationship with their mother.
Ever bench press a bus?
I think I now have.
It all started with Toshia and Anna's double date yesterday when they borrowed my car and somehow managed to knock one of the windows off the track. I now had a broken car that needed to be fixed.
And no one to fix it. Unlike some college girls, I have my own personal mechanics: my dad (in Nodak at the moment), my Uncle Peter (vacationing in Florida this week), and my dad's friend Dave (who hasn't returned my call yet.) This led to me living dangerously....Leaving my open, but locked car in the campus parking-lot overnight.
This morning, Me and Becky trekked it to BL to store my broken Isabelle until she could be repaired. Once there, we managed to get Becky's car stuck in the only snow bank around. After I pushed, shoved, and broke a shovel, we got the car free...
...To which she managed to back into the only patch of ice in a ten mile radius. Another half hour of pushing, shoving, and cursing ensued. Her car is a Neon. They are heavy as hell. My car is an Eagle Summit. I can knock it out of a snowbank by myself in less than five minutes. It's been tested.
I finished the trip three pairs of shoes later, with wet jeans, wet shirt, dirty faced, and wet sloppy haired, craving Code Red Mountain Dew.
Bench press a bus some day. I recommend it.
It all started with Toshia and Anna's double date yesterday when they borrowed my car and somehow managed to knock one of the windows off the track. I now had a broken car that needed to be fixed.
And no one to fix it. Unlike some college girls, I have my own personal mechanics: my dad (in Nodak at the moment), my Uncle Peter (vacationing in Florida this week), and my dad's friend Dave (who hasn't returned my call yet.) This led to me living dangerously....Leaving my open, but locked car in the campus parking-lot overnight.
This morning, Me and Becky trekked it to BL to store my broken Isabelle until she could be repaired. Once there, we managed to get Becky's car stuck in the only snow bank around. After I pushed, shoved, and broke a shovel, we got the car free...
...To which she managed to back into the only patch of ice in a ten mile radius. Another half hour of pushing, shoving, and cursing ensued. Her car is a Neon. They are heavy as hell. My car is an Eagle Summit. I can knock it out of a snowbank by myself in less than five minutes. It's been tested.
I finished the trip three pairs of shoes later, with wet jeans, wet shirt, dirty faced, and wet sloppy haired, craving Code Red Mountain Dew.
Bench press a bus some day. I recommend it.
Saturday, February 12, 2005
YeeHaw!
Alright, besides being psyched about the Dukes of Hazzard Marathon February 25th on CMT, I'm number 887 in the standings for Keith's I-squad.
Yea, Me!
Yea, Me!
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Curves
Me and Toshia were comparing the fit of our jeans (because I don't have hips or apparently shapely thighs and she does.) when she came to this conclusion: If our bodies were combined, we would make one beautiful woman and one really ugly one.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Ever sit down to do homework and right in the middle of reading about the history of teaching history have a profound question?
Like what the heck ever happened to Joe Lando? You know, the guy from Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman. Sully, I think his character's name was. I so used to have a crush on him. I don't know if it was the long hair and scruffy face, the whole sexy mountain man thing, or if it was his wolf. I guess I now have another mission in life, discovering what he's up to.
It could have been the wolf.
It could have been the wolf.
Romance novels and Keith Urban...two of my favorite things.
| This started out as a nice, clean post, but it soon spiraled into
*pauses to giggle* *giggles some more* *breaks down and laughs out loud* uh, the corner is where you go when you have naughty thoughts that wouldn't or rather shouldn't be mentioned in front of a ten year old, or a nun. *laughs some more* I'll never view my books in the same way ever again. |
Friday, February 04, 2005
Interesting, but random observation
Go to CMT.com and watch Shania Twain's new video Don't.
First of all, Erin, doesn't she have an absolutely fab wardrobe for this video? Tosh is a big fan of the red dress from the horse scenes, while I, strangely enough, like the pink corset one. Not the one with the fluffy white skirt, the other one.
Anyhow, Shania has to squeeze herself into a corset to get some wicked cleavage like that. I only have to wear a tank top with a shelf bra and I have the same effect. Oh, what that does for my ego...
First of all, Erin, doesn't she have an absolutely fab wardrobe for this video? Tosh is a big fan of the red dress from the horse scenes, while I, strangely enough, like the pink corset one. Not the one with the fluffy white skirt, the other one.
Anyhow, Shania has to squeeze herself into a corset to get some wicked cleavage like that. I only have to wear a tank top with a shelf bra and I have the same effect. Oh, what that does for my ego...
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Smell...That word looks so funny.
I was paging through one of my old Jane Mag's and saw this article by Liv Tyler titled "My five favorite smells, just because" and I thought it would be great to blog about.
1. Rain I've always loved thunderstorms, but that ozone smell right before or right after it rains is so refreshing and purifying. Thunderstorms energizing me. One night in Nodak we were having this wild lightning storm. It smelled of rain and was windy as hell, but nothing was coming out of the sky yet. I laid out on our trampoline in the dark and watched the storm approach across that big black sky. Amazing.
2. Original Stenson Cologne for Men My dad has worn this forever. When I was little I rarely ever saw him except on Sundays when we went to church and he had to get spiffed up in his dress shirts, jeans, and aftershave.
3. Lilacs I used to live surrounded by ten foot tall hedges of lilacs. Lilacs and Honeysuckle. I had this hide out, which consisted of two really big rocks in a cubby I hacked out of a the lilac hedge.
4. Fresh Cut Grass I don't know anybody (with the exception of allergic Toshia) who hates this smell. I've used to make my pocket money by mowing lawns. I also was forced to mow our own gigantuan lawns, even before we had a rider.
5. Apples My best friend when I was little used to eat gallons of apple juice. My grandpa used to bake killer apple pies. I used to filch not quite ripe apples from the neighbors trees during volleyball season. I swear they smell how they taste.
1. Rain I've always loved thunderstorms, but that ozone smell right before or right after it rains is so refreshing and purifying. Thunderstorms energizing me. One night in Nodak we were having this wild lightning storm. It smelled of rain and was windy as hell, but nothing was coming out of the sky yet. I laid out on our trampoline in the dark and watched the storm approach across that big black sky. Amazing.
2. Original Stenson Cologne for Men My dad has worn this forever. When I was little I rarely ever saw him except on Sundays when we went to church and he had to get spiffed up in his dress shirts, jeans, and aftershave.
3. Lilacs I used to live surrounded by ten foot tall hedges of lilacs. Lilacs and Honeysuckle. I had this hide out, which consisted of two really big rocks in a cubby I hacked out of a the lilac hedge.
4. Fresh Cut Grass I don't know anybody (with the exception of allergic Toshia) who hates this smell. I've used to make my pocket money by mowing lawns. I also was forced to mow our own gigantuan lawns, even before we had a rider.
5. Apples My best friend when I was little used to eat gallons of apple juice. My grandpa used to bake killer apple pies. I used to filch not quite ripe apples from the neighbors trees during volleyball season. I swear they smell how they taste.
Out of the Mouths of....pigs?
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye." -Miss Piggy
I Love Listening Parties!
I know. Nobody wants to hear about my wide and varied musical tastes. But you so have to give a listen to Deana Carter's newest album Story Of My Life due out in March on the Vanguard Label.
Deana's famous for her break out single Strawberry Wine and her Did I Shave My Legs for This album.
This album however, makes me think of those female singer/songwriters, although I'm sure Deana has the sense not to sleep with that jackass James Taylor. (Come on. He was never that great.)
My favorite track is One Day at A Time, which includes lyrics about Elvis and Kurt Cobain, Jesus and John Wayne. I also love the track titled Katie. The whole album just shows how wonderfully free-spirited Deana is.
Deana's famous for her break out single Strawberry Wine and her Did I Shave My Legs for This album.
This album however, makes me think of those female singer/songwriters, although I'm sure Deana has the sense not to sleep with that jackass James Taylor. (Come on. He was never that great.)
My favorite track is One Day at A Time, which includes lyrics about Elvis and Kurt Cobain, Jesus and John Wayne. I also love the track titled Katie. The whole album just shows how wonderfully free-spirited Deana is.
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
One of those Lame surveys
Everyone always sends these through email, but no one answers them half the time, so here's all my answers. 1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? Lisa 2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Blue, they're jeans 3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? CMT's Greatest Myths, Rumors, and Down Right Lies 4. WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU ATE? A rice krispy bar 5. DO YOU STILL WISH ON STARS? All the time 6. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHICH COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Purple 8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? Toshia calling me because she forgot to change her IM messages to say she was out. 9. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON THAT SENT THIS TO YOU? I love my little sis. 10. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? Wonderful 11. FAVORITE DRINK? OJ 12. FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK? Champaign 13. FAVORITE SPORT TO WATCH/PLAY? Football, volleyball, Bull Riding, sometimes Hockey 14. HAIR COLOR? I'm a brunette with weird blondish highlights 15. EYE COLOR: hazel 16. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? Nope. The last "good eyes" of the bunch 17. # OF SIBLINGS? 3 sisters 18. FAVORITE MONTH OF THE YEAR: July 19. FAVORITE FOOD? Peanut Butter, Steak, 20. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Daniel Deondra, but I think half of it was missing, so the last full movie was The Sleeping Dictionary 21. FAVORITE DAY OF THE YEAR? Fourth of July 22. WHAT DO YOU DO TO VENT ANGER? Clean or Drive with the Music really loud. 23. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE TOY AS A CHILD? My Little Ponies 24. SUMMER OR WINTER? Summer 25. HUGS OR KISSES? Both 26 CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? Vanilla 27. DO YOU WANT YOUR FRIENDS TO EMAIL YOU BACK? N/A 28. WHO IS MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Maybe Sweetnsourgoth or Angel 29. WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? Toshia 30. LIVING ARRANGEMENTS? In my dorm at SCSU with Tosh 31. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? When I heard Rascal Flatts sing Skin in concert. 32. WHAT IS UNDER YOUR BED? Toshia's Bed 33. WHO IS THE FRIEND YOU'VE HAD THE LONGEST? My cousin Sandy, Then it's Jaime 34. WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? Watched Gilmore Girls and Read for my Classes today 35. FAVORITE SMELL? Rain, Fresh Grass, Lavender, Lilacs, Rhubarb Pie 36 WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Passion, Hard Work 37. WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF? Failing at life 38. POPCORN- BUTTERED or SALTED? Cheese 39. FAVORITE CAR? Mustangs, or something with T-tops 40. FAVORITE FLOWER? Black-eyed Susans 41.#OF KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? 6 on one, 3 on the other 42. CAN YOU JUGGLE? Uh, I don't know if you'd call it juggling... 43. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Saturday Mornings 44. WHAT DID YOU DO ON YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? Watched Lake Placid and drank Cheap Wine at Tosh's House 45. WOULD YOU RATHER READ OR WATCH TV? Read 46. WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? Reading, Sleeping, Driving Fast, Writing, Watching Movies, 47. MOUNTAINS OR BEACHES? What's my mood and Who am I with? 48. AS A HOMEMAKER, WHAT JOB DO YOU HATE THE MOST? Vacuuming 49. PETS? My Dog Shiner, my adopted cat Tigg, Corky, My Senile watchdog at Gram's, Sampson, our Palm tree, My Aloe Plant and Its baby. Unofficially, in Nodak I have 2 more dogs, another cat, 2 birds, and perhaps the wild things at Toshia's house. 50. DO YOU TRUST THE CURRENT PRESIDENT? I think he's a Jackass. 51. ARE YOU CURRENTLY SINGLE? Yep 52. MALE/ FEMALE? Female 53. DO YOU LIKE YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER? Ha! 54. HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN EACH OTHER? I'm sure our souls have know each other for centuries. ***giggles uncontrollably at the naive idiocy of that statement.*** |