Uh, Title...Hummm.... The Menards Story

I promised the story....so here it is: Me and my parents went to Menards to pick up some stuff to install a phone extension in Grandma's room and (Hooray Hooray) carpeting in my entry way since the old stuff was moldy and gross and I'd been after Dad for ages to get me some new stuff. Well we wandered around looking and discussing house decorating (like trying to convince Grandma into letting me paint the kitchen orange. It's not like she can see it.) when we came upon the carpet section. This guy was doing some thing ( I suspose I should call him and employee, but that somehow sounds stuffy) with the remanant conveyor belt thing (which is very cool and mildly entertaing to watch by itself. Sorta like a baby carnival ride. Humm...I wonder...). While the employee was cutting our piece of carpet (It's dark green if your curious) I was telling mom and dad about the creepy garbage guy at work (Erin, remember the cap and suspender guy?). Well Nick (That's the carpet guy) thought that was hilarious and busted out laughing telling my dad how he'd had a crappy day and that was funny. Then he had to go punch some number crap into his little computer and my mom was looking at these welcome mats trying to get dad to buy her one. I rub it. Look at dad. "You can't buy it." "Why?" "because someone will ask me where I got my rug burn and I'll have to say I tripped and skinned my self on the door mat." Nick lost it over at the computer and my Dad just said "only you." Then later after moving on to a different department I remembered I needed some Scotchguard for my chair so my dad sends me back to ask the carpet guy. I come up behind him and yell "Hey Nick" which I'm sure he immediately thought I was stocking him. But I tell him what I need and he politely brings me over to the proper shelf. I grab a can and Immediately turn around to ask my dad a question and smacked poor Nick in the head with my carpet that I'm carrying. When I ask how much I need, he asks how big my chair is . My anwser: big enough for me to sit in. He was still perplexed when I left.

Ish.

Alright...finished my interview... the kids are adorible...I feel like crap. My allergies, sinuses, or else a head cold has kicked in and I more or less feel like shit. So I'm going to finish up some Geography reading and then I get to run to the library because my DVDs are due (the original Stepford Wives and The Order starring Heath Ledger) and I didn't return 'em after my interview like I was gonna. My head hurts. I cleaned. I could joke about how that's how you can tell I'm sick.......by the fact that I cleaned, except just me talking or hell even looking at me is enough. Oh a good thing: Troy is playing on campus and I'm going to see it tomarrow with Becky and on Thursday with Anna. MMMMMMMMMMMM. I saw it this summer with Tosh and Erin. Yummy Brad Pitt. I'm sure there should be other good reasons to like that movie, but Brad half naked, sweaty, bloody, and it belly shirts really does it for me. It's like watching vanilla porn. I don't think I can top that statement. Until later....

Question?

Is braile only in English or can you read it in Latin and stuff too? I mean I know American Sign Language is just that, so are there different sorts of braile?

Done with day one...

I hate blogger. It just deleted my whole post right before I hit the publish. Plus it's doing this weird large space block thing at the end of each post. Angel, HELP!

Today really starts with last night since that's when I decided to read two chapters of Bet Me by Jennifer Crusie (Book review to follow). At a quarter to one when two stupid lost boys insisted some chick named Jessica lived in our room I was on chapter seven. Needlessly, I finished it at four this morning. Had class at nine thirty.

Nine thirty. First Geography class of the day. Walked my ass to a mildly interesting class. Then I chatted with Anna and Tosh before my second Geography class of the day. Same subject. Same professor. Same room. Different class focus. Same boring as hell lecture. I ended up asking the guy next to me (who was still drunk from last night) if he would poke my eyeballs out with his pen. Clipping doggie toenails is more interesting.

Then I had my class with Toshia. Might be fun. Hard work but fun.

Now I should get my resume ready for my interview tomarrow morning. Wish me luck.

Fun Word

Bodice Ripper

Beer Bust

Witnessed my first beer bust of the year. I'll admit to being a bit unsure of our new window view. It looks over the freshman basketball court and dorm. I'm used to being right in the action and I wasn't sure, but....I saw and heard the beer bust.

It gives me bittersweet memories of Freshman year. When the guys decided to sneek beer into the dorm. They actually thought they were fooling people with a square shaped duffle bag that three guys had to carry. Hello. Brain check.

Moving in....

Right. So this thing doesn't want to listen to me. I'm in my room and my internet is finally up and working. Ran to the grocery store already. My damned white board already fell down and got an ouchy. Uh. I don't know what else to say for now. Watching the news. Remind me to blog about Menards (heh heh) and Nick. *wink wink* later.

Storm clouds rolling in...

Last night I contemplated sleeping outside on the trampoline, untill it started raining. It was just so peaceful out there with most of the stars and the coyotes. My own little piece of the Wild West on the prarie. Tonight, I sat out there for twenty minutes watching the lightening and reveling in the stormy atmosphere. This is my favorite sort of weather. I love the smell of ozone and the edgyness that comes from a storm growing in the distance. I think it's fitting. I've been so restless lately. I'm hoping that school will beat the restlessness out. I don't mind it, I just can't stand it for so long. Maybe I have flighty feet or something. I don't know. But the restlessness has been growing just like the storm out side is. Sooner or later it's going to become overwhelming and I'm going to burst. Bad things happen when I burst. I once tossed my sister out of a moving truck. Wow. I forgot all about that. Wicked. More lightening. Tomarrow is the girls first day of the new school year. I suspose I should be heading off to bed to do quiet things so they can sleep. Or mebbe I'll wander out into the storm again. Can you get hit by lightening or electrocuted by sitting on a trampoline when it's right up under the eves of the house?

Lucy, I'm Home!

Hey all, I'm BAAAAAAAAACK! Right now I'm hoofing it in Nodak at my parents' place, but soon and very soon I'll be back at school and bombarding ya'll with tales of my stupid clumsy ass and all the amazing, bizarre, and oddly curious things I think about. Hum.... anything intresting lately....no....They're taring and graveling the road by my house so I had to wait a long time to get to work, Steve Miller band's Rocking me Baby, 50 Cent's In Da Club, and Teri Clark's Girls lie too, plus alot of comercials and radio flipping and another song on the classic rock station that I didn't know but was great. Oh Hey. We have a kitten. He's got one of those little pot bellies that baby's have. And is just so fluffy and cuddly and he's grey and black tiger striped. He has a perpetual cold. This was really funny because he would sneeze on Toshia and she's such a germaphobe. Lots and lots of laughs. His name is Tigger. Technically, he's my baby sister, Vanessa's cat. But he likes me better. I call him Tigg, which annoys the piss out of everyone but my mom who calls him booger and my dad, who calls my dog shithead and hasn't come up with a creative blue collar monkier for the new pet. There's also rumblings about us getting a puppy. A future hunting dog sort of puppy, but one of those gangly clumsy little things(aka puppies!) I love anyway. I'm pushing to name it Fork, or Toast, or Blenderhead. I don't think I'm going to win. Shame.

Yada Yada Yada...

At the library. Just finished with work. Taped nine and a half palets worth of boxes with the water taper thing. I looked like I was turning into a reptile because all that damned glue was sticking to me. I also ripped my nail off at work. It hurt like a bitch and Jason just laughed at me.

Got my Financial Aid letter thing. Didn't get any work study. Damned communists.

Went and saw the Stepford Wives with my tratorious friend Toshia. The wench went and saw it with Tiffy and Sara first. Five movies isn't that much dear!!!!!

Whining because my Daddy can't make it down this weekend. It's all Mel's fault. She ripped the money tree out with her car. (Funny story should blog that) Now I have to live with mildew in my porch. Ew. I wish I was all handy Tim "the toolman" Taylor. I can do some of it, but I'm not wonder woman.

And my flowers haven't come up yet. I planted them four days ago so there's still six more days before it's a certianty that I've killed them.

Untill later.

went saving horses and riding cowboys...

Well, at least that was the plan. Instead, Me and Tosh went to the Buffalo rodeo and watched some very fine cowboys ride horses and got mud splashed on my car. (Which I still haven't washed off.)

Of course the moron who got the nice black chev stuck in the muddy ditch was a woman. How stupid are some people? She was trying to back a four by out of the mud. Duh, woman! Push it into four wheel and speed right on out. Of course some guy had to do that, which is how I ended up with a dirty car. I was waiting for it to come in my open window, but the guy didn't have enough skills for that.

That wonderful land down under....

First they give us those wonderfully faithful sticks that work like my dogs they call boomerangs. Then they give me my future husband Keith Urban. And I am Happy. Next came Heath Ledger and I fell in love. Now they are supply Ryan Kwanten, the hottie that plays Jay on the WB's Summerland.

It comes on Tuesdays and he's yummy. I could listen to him talk all day... and a few other things...*wink**Big sigh*

My lovely music...

I just bought Faith Hill's Cry CD. I was sort of suprised by it. It made me realize what everyone was railing about "Faith going pop." It makes me think of a WLTE music format. It's one of those records you pop on when you're gonna have some seduction going on. It's not all about love, but heart break and finding identity, but it's a relaxing record.

I've also been Jamming to Keith Urban's The Ranch album. I love the song Desiree. I think that just proves that I'm sullen and depressing and melodramatic at heart.

Unplesant movie experiences....

Last night me and Tosh, Anna, Tiff, and a few other people went to see Shrek 2 since me and Tiff were the only ones who hadn't seen it yet.

***Some movie spoilers obviously coming***

My favorite part was when Shrek choked on the spoon. I lost it and laughed so freakin' hard I missed the next couple minutes of the movie. Puss in Boots is also adorable. I love Antonio Bandaras. Plus, Holding out for a Hero is an absolutely awsome song.

The sucky part came when some stupid chick when off on us about disturbing "People wanting to enjoy the movie". Which was stupid because we are rather serious movie goers. We talk quietly when asking questions and rarely get up. I think Anna did that once. We were gennerally baffeled that she freaked out on us. I was prolly the worst person because I laughed and I sang abit of Hero.

Oh well. We ofcouse topped the night off with Perkins.

Question...

What does a '69 Tempest look like?

The lord was not smiling...

Smarty Jones lost. Atleast my third place horse came in first. That means some winning money is still possible. Right. Don't want to post too long. Stole Erin's comp after a long day at work. I just want to go home and read. Found a new author. Stephanie Laurens I think it is. Also have some Hailey North and Susan Johnson on deck. Promise lots more tomarra when I go to the Library.

Belmont day...

Go Smarty Jones!

Busy late last night...

Went and saw Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban last night. Was extremely excited because it's my favorite book of the first four. I like the fifth book too but it makes me sad. (Is that vague enough without giving anything away?)

Anyhow, Sirius Black is my favorite character from Harry's world. It just upsets me so much that they couldn't find a hot actor to play him. I guess that ends all fantasy's about him. LoL. Also, Wood is not in this movie and I'm insanely in lust with that actor. He's so adorible.

Oh, and the Weasley twins have Beatles haircuts.

Philosophy at 11 in the morning...

Got an email from Shauna that was deep. And sorta amusing. Here it is for your pleasure:

WORDS TO LIVE BY

Accept that some days you're the pigeon,
and some days you're the statue.

Always keep your words soft and sweet,
just in case you have to eat them.

Always read stuff that will make you look
good if you die in the middle of it.

Drive carefully. It's not only cars that
can be recalled by their maker.

Eat a live toad in the morning and nothing
worse will happen to you for the rest of the day.

If you can't be kind, at least have the
decency to be vague.

If you lend someone $20, and never see
that person again, it was probably worth it.

It may be that your sole purpose in life
is simply to serve as a warning to others.

Never buy a car you can't push.

Never put both feet in your mouth at the
same time, because then you don't
have a leg to stand on.

Nobody cares if you can't dance well.
Just get up and dance.

The early worm gets eaten by the bird,
so sleep late.

When everything's coming your way,
you're in the wrong lane.

Birthdays are good for you; the more
you have, the longer you live.

You may be only one person in the world,
but you may also be the world to one person.

Some mistakes are too much fun
to only make once.

Don't cry because it's over;
smile because it happened.

We could learn a lot from crayons:
some are sharp, some are pretty, some
are dull, some have weird names, and
all are different colors but they all
have to learn to live in the same box.

A truly happy person is one who can
enjoy the scenery on a detour.

Happiness comes through doors you
didn't even know you left open.

I know some of them are the things that people get in email all the time like "You could be the world to one person." But The worm one was funny and so was the statue one. Or maybe it was just me.

Critics...

Forever...

It's been forever since I've written. I now have figgured out how to use the internet for the most part so hopefully, this will work out better. Right now I'm at the library and checking email. I've got five books or so on hold and three more at home that still need my attention. Lucky for me, I don't have to be to work untill noon on monday. I'm also pleased as punch I don't have to look at anymore stupid Cheerios boxes. I now hate the damned things. Hopefully, by the time they get the new shipment of them in I'll safely be ensconsed in another special project so I don't have to assemble stupid gift bag kits. Ick. All right I'm done.