February 22, 2005
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“I close my eyes… nothing changed.” –The
Part of today’s lunch was corn fritters. Yes, I said fritters. And as down-home as they sound, they were frickin’ amazing. I feel like a hilljack & I love it!
Leave it to the fabulous Ann Marie to make me a Valentine’s mix CD that has The Safety Dance on it. The line, “We can dress real neat from out hats to our feet,” baffles me, since the song is sung by Men Without Hats...
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In the most glorious news ever, I found my Dave bracelet today, just sitting on my floor, like it fell out of the sky. Like I haven’t been scavenging my room for it for days… it was just chillin’ there, and now it’s just chillin’ on my wrist & honestly, I could cry from relief at having it back.
E.W. Scripps is such a bastard, a.k.a. I am on the verge of nervous breakdown regarding my Journalism class. I had a PhotoShop/InDesign tutorial with my professor today & it went god-awfully & I nearly cried… I have a layout due tomorrow & I think it’s utter bullshit because hey, I want to write, not design, which is why I’m a Journalism major & not a Graphic Design major, right? Effing RIGHT.
I Googled "e.w. scripps" & a pic of my professor showed up... nutty! )))
I had a long conversation with my lovah last night that mainly involved gossiping about people we dislike & discussing the mysteries surrounding certain aspects of our friends’ personalities. It was most excellent and middle-school-esque.
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The jury is also still out on my hair. Why I thought I was capable of applying fuchsia streaks on my own remains beyond me, but I guess they could be a whole lot worse.
Comments (22)
when i pulled up my name on google it was some scientist lady.
and i got scared. real scared.
fun xanga.
" on the verge of a nervous breakdown."...I love that song...I like the streaks....see you soon...glad you like the cd..
I think they are sex-ay! Xo lovey
Sam
A-I must be hilljack, because I love corn fritters as well! Market day sells them. Therefore, you can count on them being in our basement freezer a few months out of the year.
B-Your teacher kind of looks like a person made of wax.
C-I think that picture with your hair is cool. I like it way more now that I can see more of your head. The last picture was not as revealing.....rarrgh...lovah!
D-Call me back!
arcade fire... no. hair... yes.
and the jury was sent back home to their families and jobs.
hah. all right. all right. once a day.
arcade fire = yes. especially "haiti," "rebellion," and "neighborhood #2 (laika)."
also. your hair is enviable.
I like your hair... the Safety Dance rocks my world... yah.
a big yes on the arcade fire.
the jury for the hair says yes
it's different i like
The only arcade fire song I can get into is Rebellion Lies...other than that...eh.
I dig the hairs...
I'm lovin the hair. Journalism sucks at Kent, too. I'm in advertising, which is in the school of journalism. Journalism is (in theory) objective. Advertising is, by definition, persuasive. Explain to me the logic of that.
I think the hair looks cool now that you can see it blended in on more of your head.
again, i love your hair. but there's evidently no convincing you....
e.dub is raping me in the rear with regards to precision language. did you do well in that class? i am seriously afraid of my future as a "journalist" because of this class (does public relations involve journalism?). and i thought i was going to be a copy editor at the beginning of fall quarter...bahh. oh well. pr isn't too much grammar, i don't think.
i love "safety dance", as evidenced by one of my recent xanga posts...and my aim profile. men without hats = sexx.
my professors are weird >.<
I still maintain that the hair is cool
I think your hair is GORGEOUS.
Uh, so this guy in front of us at the drive thru pulls out so we go by the window, and the dude parks his car, gets out of the car and walks up to the window. He slams a bag right in the window and says, "these fries are not fresh. i want fresh fries, one medium, two small, no, one large, two medium" and proceeded to yell at the drive-thru attendant about how he came to McDonalds every night and had bad food and wanted fresh fries for once. Yeah. it was really freakin' weird.
ok i REALLY like your hair. and your professor looks like my grandma.
Arcade Fire is good enough to own, but not good enough to buy. Either steal them or wait for a gift.
we are definitely hanging out soon. call me, okay?
the hair? I'm likin' it. But I'm NOT liking the fact that you're not coming to the musical....I had three whole lines and a 6 second solo! You're missing THAT!?!?!? I'm disappointed in you. (*tears fall*)
aw you thought of me? How nice
So are you or are you not coming to musical? now im confused lol.
p.s. didn't you hear? Fuchsia hair is ALL the rave in Europe...you're just starting the trend here! hehe. it's cute
I think the hair looks fabulous. And your skin is fair like mine... so you can totally pull off darker, more unorthodox colors-- like fuschia.
I think you'd make a fabulous journalist. Seems like you always have something amusing to say. (Hell, you keep me amused... which is no easy task. It's hard for me to commit to reading the blogs of other ppl that aren't my buddies from high school and/or college.)
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