Moving on

Out of college. New blog here:

hysteriainahurry.wordpress.com

Pages of my letters

yes...I'm back...for the time being


This is the last time I'm gonna write this down
Must admit, I've gotten used to you not being around
You were always better in the pages of my letters

I don't talk to God the way that I used to
No hard feelings. He's just got more important things to do
Than to hear the broken records repeated in the pages of my letters

I guess the hardest part of all of this for me
Is that I was the one who built you up
To be completely better in the pages of my letters

Think you ought to know
When I didn't know where to go
I would imagine what you'd say
Then I'd try to go along your way

You should know that I don't blame you
For breaking in and not following through
Somewhere I know it's true that to be with you
Could never measure to the pages of my letters

I'm sorry....

I have so very few people who read this, but after many a month of not posting, I can't imagine many people check back on this, but it is one of the links on my facebook, so you never know

As I mentioned in my last post, a few of us ladies created a blog to keep in touch with each other and I have found myself posting more and more there than on here. Since I share everything with them (or at least everything I would usually share here), I haven't posted anything on this blog because I haven't really seen a purpose. I'm blogging somewhere, right?

BUT

If you're one of those people out there (and I so terribly doubt this) that wants my constant life updates, let me know if in the comments. Otherwise, since I have a new mac, I'm doing a lot more video blogging as well as this new thing which is like Twitter, except with pictures

So, catch me here:

dailybooth.com/chrissyk

and/or

www.youtube.com/user/chrelg

Empty

Well...

this is an odd sight

sitting at my computer sans printer and speakers

no bed next to the window

no clothes in the closet

no posters on the walls

nothing on the floor.

I am officially moving out.

In other news, my mom notified me that I have an interview at Family Video on Monday at 2pm

Fuck. Yes.

Hopefully this one goes better than the other one

In other other news, a bunch of us have decided to start a blog together. Emily, Sasha, Katie, Rachel, Mandy and I have named ourselves The ROIAL Ramblers and have taken on the fun task of keeping each other up to date with the goings-on of our lives. Considering Rachel's in Atlanta, Mandy will be in Italy, Katie and Sasha in EL and me and Emily will be at our respective homes, we're kind of more spread out than we're used to (go figure). This is (in my opinion) a ridiculously fun way of keeping in touch. Of course, we'll call and Skype and all that jazz, but I think blogging has it's perks (or else I wouldn't be doing this right now).

In other other other news, I turned in my application for the MSI last Monday. I think the video is catch and probably a little bit corny. The essay is super truthful. The application is witty. The picture is cute. I think I covered every aspect that was needed.

Let's take a minute out and talk about just how BADLY I want this. At first, it was just something for me and Emily to gush about over park swings and ice cream. Then, I started telling more people about it and it started to become a reality. Filming the video with Cheeseburger only made me want to do this more.

And the ultimate was visiting the museum.

With SO MUCH to explore and do, 30 days there would be such a blast. Like I said, I think blogging has its perks and I really enjoy doing it. No big deal there, Museum. And no, I don't know anything about science and industry, but what better way to learn and teach other people than through the awe-filled eyes of someone exploring for the first time as well.

I've given this spiel to about 10 different people, so you've probably heard it before. Whatever. It makes me happy. It's a longshot, but can you imagine if I actually got it? You would have to come visit the museum and be that sticky-handed kid who puts his hands up to the glass and says, "Look, Mama. It's a girl. I wonder how she got in there."

^_^

Hung out with Sean, Clinton, Emily, Sarah, Tori, and company last night. Emily, Sarah and their fathers were playing at a coffee house. I'm convinced that had Sean had a car, I probably would not have been notified that this was going on, but so it goes. I ended up going and had a ridiculously good time. The ladies and gents sounded amazing and looked even more so.

Afterward, we headed over to Emily's house and a bunch of us ended up sitting in the kitchen, guitars and all, having a 1am jam session and eating some FANTASTIC guacamole and chips. Her mom made one of my dreams come true by letting me roast a marshmallow over a candle. Best s'more ever.

Then, Clinton and I kept Sean up by shuffling cards as loudly as possible and reading bedtime stories to him from Aesop's Fables. He was none too pleased

All the night recepts more into the dorms today. Good luck, guys!

I think that is all

I am in such exquisite agony...

Let's tango...with whips

Maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two...

I want to spend a spring afternoon with you, romping through the flowers, hand in hand, poisoning pigeons in the park

I want to tell the people of Argentina...

(My mom is watching Evita)

(But I do have things to tell you)

I have an interview for a job in about three hours. Yay! It for a desk receptionist position at a hotel. I want this job badly, not only because I think it would be a great fit and I could get the hours I want (late late late [because no one likes those hours]), but also because this job is kinda the reason I decided to move home to Jackson in the first place. If my mom hadn't suggested I give it a try, I would have found a job in East Lansing at Pizza Hut or something and lived with Katie and Sasha for the year

I do have a feeling I'll be better here at home. And it's only for a year

whatever

I have a fucking job interview. Finally

w00t w00t


I have decided, somewhat childishly (or child-like-ly. fuck it), that I am going to read Harry Potter from start to finish before the movie comes out in November. I got said idea from the loverly wife who mentioned it a few weeks back. It sounded like a good idea considering I haven't read the first two books in, like, six years.

Yes. I know. Harry Potter is a child series. Fuck you. I don't care. And I have some time over the next week to read a lot because my mom and I are taking a trip to go visit Carla, Brian and their kids (w00t w00t new baby, Renee). Yay for 7 hour drives!


Speaking of the wife, I know Ben's always joked about our upcoming divorce and how she's leaving me and I'm sad to report that her and I are spending more time apart than we are together. Between her long and late hours at the office and my ridiculous need to gain my independence by driving here and there for parties and gatherings and Bridget, we are hardly in the same spot for very long.

She's leaving me

It's very unintentional, but subconsciously, I think we're both preparing ourselves for the end - the final night of being roommates after four years.

...

Of course, most of this is a joke, but some of it is actually truth. I don't see a ton of her lately and it doesn't bother me because I still have this lasting feeling like I'll be living with her next year. It sucked during the summers between college years when we didn't see each other at all, but I always knew I'd be seeing her a lot during college. I'm getting the same impression when there is no "next year" for us. I'm sure I'll visit her wherever she goes (here's to hoping it's somewhere exciting [you hear that, Wife? Move to London!]) but by August 14th, the most perfect roommate combination will come to an end

How am I supposed to live with anyone else?

Maybe after living with my family for a year, I'll be BEGGING to live with anybody but them ^_^


Sean, Ryan and I spent a little bit of time in Bellevue with Clinton. His dad's band was playing in this Dancing in the Streets thingy. We missed the car show by a day, but that's okay - the band was fun. Afterward, we all traveled back to East Lansing and watched Youth in Revolt, which I actually enjoyed quite a bit. The only thing was that I hated the girl he was chasing from the word 'go' so that made things kinda difficult for me

I also saw my first episode of The IT Crowd

I like the Irish Guy (I have no idea what his name is)


And last but certainly not least

What. The. Fuck. Weather? I don't know why you feel the need for 94 degree weather. Yes, I know it gets hotter in different states, but have we talked about the humidity?! You can be 94 in dry places - NOT HERE. Damn. It feel like a fucking wet sauna every single time I stick my head outside.

And

What. The. Fuck. Apartment? It would be really nice if the ice cold air would make it from the living room/kitchen area into our bedrooms. This whole me sleeping on the couch night after night just to say cool is a tad bit ridiculous.

And

What. The. Fuck. Mosquitoes? I understand you must sustain life and to do that, you need to eat. Stop munchin' on my toes, please. The resulting welt itches like you wouldn't believe, but hurts when I try. You know what? Just stop biting me. All of you. After two bonfires, three walks, a few lake excursions, and a rollerblading occurrence, I think you've had quite enough of me. Quite. Enough

Verrier's answer to all of this: Quit being so warm blooded

(I was so happy that I got to use that line at least five times during the fourth of July, ESPECIALLY when someone: *slap* "I've been bitten." It was pure glory)


That is all...I think

Words can't say and I can't do enough to prove it's all for you

Not THAT old, but still a classic in my mind

I've been everywhere, man.

Crazy amount of stuff that has happened in the last two days

I drove from East Lansing to Jackson to West Bloomfield to Ann Arbor to Jackson to Augusta and then back to Jackson again

and I found out that, yes, you can get a sunburn just from driving. My left arm is going to be considerably tanner than the other one...which is certainly saying something because I do have pasty, pasty skin. Any tan is going to make the rest of me look like a ghost.

I haven't seen this many firework displays in a while. There were the illegal ones at Sean's and then an hour-long show on Gull Lake, as well as all the little displays scattered all around Scotch and Gull Lake. Kinda intense

Also, more mosquito bites on my body than I think is entirely healthy.

Sean's was fun and tiring. I didn't drink anything so I wasn't trashed enough to sleep on the floor, so I stayed up all night long. It was nice around 6am when the sun was rising over the lake, and I had a really nice talk with Ian Cooley after that.

I met a girl named Tori. Her uncle is Adam Baldwin. Not her second cousin twice removed...not some distant uncle of an uncle of a grandfather cow somewhere or any other odd connection. He's her father's brother. Needless to say, I was quite shocked and happy. She had pictures on her phone of him at dinner a few weeks ago.

I told you that to tell you this story: Clinton was hungry and as everyone was moving inside because Sean was going to smoke the lawn and/or it was getting too loud, I suggested we go get food. The legendary John Walsh heard that we were going to go get food and slapped $40 into my hand and told me to use all of it. Now, it's 2 in the morning and we're guessing that not a damn thing is going to be open except McDonalds.

We were right

So, there we are - me, Clinton, and Tori - having driven around a good portion of West Bloomfield looking for ANYTHING except a McDonalds. No luck.

We pull up

We three order what we want

Clinton then leans over and says, "We want 35 McDoubles"

Silence

Then, this poor intercom girls says, "Are you sure you want to do that?"

Turns out this poor girl and two other McDonalds employees were the only ones there and she said that she had been getting orders like that all night long. Needless to say, she was a stressed out SOB

So we gave them an under-the-table-tip for their trouble. Intercom Girl said that she was going to quit her job but we were so nice that she had more faith in humanity and decided against it

In hindsight, perhaps we shouldn't have given her a tip. She might have quit her job and actually found a place that schedules smartly and does leave 3 people alone to make 40 burgers

Before heading on to Emily's house, I stopped at Pizza Hut. I sat alone for about 10 minutes before this nice old man came by and asked if he could sit with me. He said that his wife had died last year and he wasn't quite used to eating alone yet. We had a great conversation about her (more him telling stories, but who's keeping track?). And to top it all off, apparently, Pizza Hut was "out of smalls" so, they gave me a large pizza for a small pizza price. Overall, a great decision

Then, on to Emily's house in Augusta and a bunch of us took a speed boat out on the lake. We certainly exceeded the amount of people that were supposed to be on that boat, but we're irresponsible teenagers - we do that. There were many fireworks to be had, two bonfires, a crap ton of cigarettes and then I crashed on Emily's couch

Mr. Nott made me a really great omelet

And now I'm home

enjoying the central air

My birthday is coming up.

meh

that is all

How could you use a poor maiden so?

Emily, Bridget and I found some odd stuff underneath our couch this last week.

Bridget lost her phone under our couch, which is terribly understandable. I remember doing that one night - Halloween, actually - and having to take one of the funniest trips into poor sleeping Emily's room to get her phone to call my own.

Whatever. I'm just saying it's easy to lose your phone under our couch (even easier to lose it IN the couch)

So we lift up the couch

I understand the crumbs and the random book and the occasional sock, but what we found was quite odd considering I have absolutely no idea how they got there

Poker chips: Five white, four blue, three red (I think)

And a Joker card...with a naked blonde fingering herself

I would REALLY like to know how they got there. Emily and I do not own poker chips - we don't play poker at all. I don't remember anyone playing poker at our apartment and I seriously don't remember that stuff being under the couch a few months ago when I was moving stuff around to make room for the Papisan chair in the main room. And I might seem like the kind of person to have playing cards that are sex-themed, but you would NEVER see me with masturbating ladies on my cards. Dirty sayings, maybe. Corny jokes, definitely. Ladies pleasuring themselves? Yeah, not so much

She's not even that pretty. Her hair is all stringy

But that's really beside the point


A momentous occasion occurred today. I got a new phone and now have unlimited text messaging (!!!!). Bridget and I are taking every opportunity to flaunt this fact by texting random things to each other. For a while, I wanted to see how loud my ring was, so she texted. It went on and on, but I'm truly enjoying this. And the text messaging seems to get through easier at my house than calls do. We are seriously in a signal deadzone here. I have to answer my phone and run outside any time anybody tries to call. Texts, though? Fantastic and easy. I'll have to get used to using a keyboard, but we all have our crosses to bear


In other news, the loverly Bridget let me borrow one of her art books. If you haven't heard of Banksy, behold:







Call it glorified graffiti. Call it modern art. Call it whatever you want, but I find this one of the funniest and most interesting artists around. He's gained so much popularity over the years with his random pieces of art all around London and surrounding places. You almost feel honored seeing something of his because it's more than likely that he'll make something and a few days later, someone will be scrubbing it off the side of a building.

The anonymity of him is also appreciated. I know there are articles that have said that they've found the true Banksy. True or not, I couldn't care less. I almost enjoy it that much more if I have no idea what the guy looks like.

I was told about him while I was in London last summer and looked for his stuff everywhere, but I have a feeling it's one of those things where you'll see something of his if you're really not looking for it.

I just enjoying laughing with him at his art.

Go look him up. Read some of his comments. He's ridiculously funny

Also

CAIRN!



Courtesy of Goldsworthy in all of his brilliance and awkwardness


Sean's tomorrow, I think. I'm not sure. I think I'll make that decision at two tomorrow afternoon. Fun with the Walsh people, but also a relaxing 4th with the fam doesn't sound like such a bad idea either

*shrugs* Not too big a deal

That is all

The Weepies

Yesterday when you were young
Everything you needed done was done for you.
Now you do it on your own
But you find you're all alone.
What can you do?

You know there will be days
When you're so tired
That you can't take another step.
The night will have no stars
And you'll think you've gone as far
As you will ever get.

Go where you want to go
Be what you want to be
And if you ever turn around
You'll see me.

I can't really say
Why everybody wishes they were somewhere else.
But in the end, the only steps that matter
Are the ones you take all by yourself.

You and me
Walk on, walk on
Walk on
'Cause you can't go back now

Best Impressions

I just got back from doing a huge application-getting thingy with Bridget. Thankfully, she's one of those go-getters and offered to come with me. I probably would have gotten discouraged sooner and quit with only a few apps. I have so many right now

Guess what I'm doing tonight?

Hopefully, if none of this works out, Chris will take pity on my poor, unemployed soul and let me come back to the theater. I really don't mind closing concessions. Just give me money, dude! I'll do anything

I think my parents would prefer I get myself an office job or something that pays more than minimum wage, but I don't know any other way to say "I'm not staying here forever" than to say "I'm not FUCKING staying here forever!" I would rather not stay in Jackson for the rest of my 20s, thank you. They want me to look for a long-haul type of thing, I think. Now, I could be COMPLETELY wrong, but I feel like I need a job that I can take with me if I move somewhere else. Let's say I get trained at Outback or at a hotel - might not be one of those jobs you want to keep for all of your natural born life, but they sure do bring in quite a bit of money and once you're trained, you're trained for good. I can go to grad school anywhere and hopefully pick up a job. I don't know if office jobs or temp jobs would do that

I could be wrong. Dead wrong. But I dunno.

I don't know the world

On a much cheerier note, it's actually been nice being home. I get to take walks with people, go out to dinner with some ladies I haven't seen.

And I got my hair cut

I was truly tempted to just tell her to shave it all off, because I have truly run out of ideas of what to do with it. I would go really artsy, with the sides shaved, all faux-hawked up and gelled to perfection, but that just wouldn't look good on me. My face is too round and too fat to cut it super short - it would probably look funny

As it is, she cut it pretty short. It's a bob, like my hair away is when it's cut short. I don't know if I could pull off a shag well. I suppose one of these days I should see. It's just hair. It always grows back and you can always do something else with it. Not too big of a deal. And I always find something fun to do with the cuts I get, so I like it well enough

It has the layers I asked for, so that's a plus

AND

Because I missed it yesterday

AWKWARD FAMILY PHOTO THURSDAY



-This photo brought to you by PETA and Awkward Family Photos


That is all

Minute Maid Orange Juice Bars are DELICIOUS!

It's Random Trivia Tuesday! Celebrate!

~When Burger King decided to sell fast food Down Under, they found that there was already a local carry-out restaurant called "Burger King." As a result, if you're looking for a Whopper in Australia today, you'll have to go to a chain called "Hungry Jack's."

~Before Briton Hadden and Henry Luce decided to call their new magazine Time, they were debating calling it either Chance or Destiny

~The average lifespan of a major league baseball is 7 pitches

~King James IV of Scotland was an amateaur dentist, and even paid people to let him practice on their teeth

~The first American-made condoms were made from vulcanized rubber and were meant to be re-used

~When Union soldiers cut off supply deliveries to the Confederacy during the Civil War, the South was not able to get paper from northern paper mills. So, Confederate papers were printed on the back of wallpaper peeled off of parlor walls

~Most teddy bears are manufactured with a neutral expression on their faces so that children can project their own emotions onto the stuffed creatures

~The flashes of colored light you see when you rub your eyes are called "phosphenes"

-This session of Random Trivia Tuesday brought to you by The Amazing Fact Generator


In other news, spending a few days at home. And of course, it takes one day for me to be blames for putting a virus on my mother's laptop

For goodness sake, people! I know I'm known for doing this, but I seriously didn't visit any other sites except QC, facebook, my email and a few blogs. What is her proof? Her computer wouldn't shut down fast enough, so she starts pushing all these buttons and freaking it out. I don't know what was wrong with it. I held down the power button, it turned itself off and she slapped my hand away, saying that that wasn't the way to shut it down

*rolls eyes* Yes. I know that's not the accepted way to shut down a computer, but when you've run out of options, that's what you gotta do. When she went upstairs, I turned the computer back on, let it sit for a few minutes and then turned it off the normal way.

Works fine

And you think I freak out over my computer...I mean, I do, but I think I'm starting to get a little desensitized to it. I think there are viruses running rampant in my poor PC, but it turns on, it lets me watch movies, it lets me get on AIM and check sites. I'm quite proud of it after all I've done to it


I had an exciting weekend. Saw Ben, went to the bar (had my first [and probably last] Irish Carbomb), watched some Zim and Alice in Wonderland, saw Drunken City 2 and 1/2 times (but missed Combating Shakespeare. Sad face), and then took a very much needed walk with Bridget and Mary Kate Sunday night. I had a bit of stuff on my mind, so I'm kinda glad I didn't get a lot of sleep Saturday night/Sunday morning because I passed right out after I got home from the walk - didn't even give myself time to mull. That was a good thing. Bad thing was that I spent the second unintentional night sleeping on a couch until 11am.

My brother and I also rented When In Rome, mainly because my brother likes Kristin Bell. For it being a RomCom, it was all right. I mean, I wasn't the biggest fan, but it did make me laugh quite a bit, so I've got to give them that. The lead guy's character was extremely accident prone, which I think they added in there to make the movie a little more unique (not that that worked wonders). It doesn't really come into play too much except to make the audience laugh.

It had a very surpringly interesting cast - all people I wasn't really expecting to see.


On a last note, I fucking HATE Kennedy from Season 7 Buffy. Joss said he wanted to find a girl for Willow that was completely opposite from Tara. Well, congrats, asshole, you found her and she's the most annoying and bratty piece of crap I've ever encountered

and she's not hot

bitch

That is all

Peaches

You say, "Good morning" and "Good evening"
The day is done and you've come to find
The words are fleeting. I hear your quiet breathing
Is something wrong?

You come on two knees with more than two needs
Finding that it's all too easy
To be helped and found
You slept and he said

It is in you to carry on
Is is in you to lay down fears that hold
It is in you to find your way home

The daylight's come and the sun is blazing
New beginnings seep into you
But in the end it's distant shadows
That finally overwhelm your senses
And this time around
Is it love that you crown?
And this time around
You'll be more than who you are

It is in you to carry on
It is in you to lay down fears that hold
It is in you to find your way home

Could you find yourself a way home?

Day 30 - Best Animated Show

(Yes. I know. It was supposed to be Best Quote, but I refuse. I simply refuse)

Daria

Hands down. Best animated show ever. The only good thing MTV has done with its sad, sorry existence as a television channel.

Yeah, yeah. Don't give me that crap about how Archer or South Park are better. They're not. Daria is the best

Here. A random episode. Educate yourself





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Thankfully, I saw Drunken City last night because that storm rolled in super fast

I've got to hand it to those actors, though. Ridiculously dark clouds were rolling in, half their audience got up to leave, the wind was blowing so hard it was rocking the scenery behind them, but they just kept on going until the tech guy told them they could stop.

So, Mandy, Emily and I got caught in the rain for a while. Perhaps it wasn't the best day to have product in my hair as it was dripping down my back. Sure, I smelled really good, but the minute I touched my hair to get it out of my eyes, my hands got all sticky and gross.

Now I look like a drowned rat

But, the rain is nice. Hopefully it cools everything down

It would seem that I am all done with my TV meme thing after today. It should feel odd that 30 days have passed, but it doesn't. A lot of people are counting down the days until school starts back up again and they see their friends. I'm not technically counting down to anything. This is kind of an eternal summer for me. Head back to Jackson in a few weeks, like the summer. Start working (maybe at the theater), like the summer. Endure my parents and brother, like the summer

And I get to do that all through fall and winter

This will be odd

Oh well

We all have to regress sometime, right?

^_^

That is all


EDIT TO ADD: So, you remember me telling you about those guys from Libya that live on the bottom floor of our apartment?

I was getting something out of my car and one of them (or one of their friends) was standing just inside the door of their porch area and catches me going back into the apartment complex.

I've already had many an awkward conversation with one of the guys that lives in the apartment. You can only say so much when neither one of you know the language the other speaks. I think he still thinks my name is Christina. That's fine. It's not a big deal or anything.

But anyway. Libya Guy's friend tells me to come inside with him. Now, I'm standing out in the rain barefoot, clad in a tank top and PJ pants, my hair now dried into a limp, curly mess. I am in no state to enter anyone's apartment. Not to mention, I don't know any of these guys - I don't speak their language and they can barely speak a lick of english. I hate awkward situations more than I can express. I tell him that I'm not dressed. He says he doesn't care and, instead, wants to open doors for me to come in. I tell him my roommate is upstairs waiting for me. He doesn't care - he wants me to come inside the apartment. I tell him I have friends upstairs. This finally satisfies him, but he still won't let me go upstairs without giving me a parting gift

A huge plate of food. Shish kabobs on a gigantic plateful of rice. I take it with as many "thank yous" as I can possibly manage. I feel bad for lying to him and were I a less awkward human being, I would have joined them, but an apartment full of people who would only smile and nod at me as I chattered nervously in a language they've only been exposed to for a month would make me uneasy

I'm so rude

But their food was really good. But now I have this huge plate of rice that I don't know what to do with. I'll fry something up to accompany it, I guess...or have Emily fry something up considering I'm really not good at frying anything except my hair and maybe the occasional egg

Day 29 - Saddest character death

Dr. Mark Green



I watched this episode on a rainy weekday during the summer

I was not expecting to cry as much as I did, but it hit me hard

R.I.P Mark Green

*tear*

***

Okay, now. I spent literally an hour writing a post about friendship

I read it. Some of it is good. Some of it is really bad. Most of it is sentimental.

And I'll post it later when I've finally discovered what I'm trying to say.

In the meantime, feel free to read the article that started all of this sizzling in my brain: Ryan Smith posted this article to facebook, so some of you might have seen it.

I'm tired.

That is all

Day 28 - Current t.v show obsession

Emily and I have just recently gotten into watching Doctor Who regularly

The story of my interaction with Doctor Who is long and fraught with peril

Not really, but my mom and brother would always watch it and since I had this personal vendetta against most anything sci-fi (they would always watch the most terrifying alien stuff), whenever anything was sci-fi, I refused to watch it. I think my brother got very good at keeping me out of rooms. I would walk in and ask what they were watching. "Sci-fi stuff," and I'd walk right out

Well. Doctor Who classified as sci-fi. I was having none of that

Fast-forward to college. My aversion to sci-fi stuff could not withstand ROIAL. Firefly. Star Wars. Star Trek. Halo (it has aliens. it's sci-fi. fuck you). I was right back at home, but if I wanted to socialize, I had to deal

And I did

Then, there was Doctor Who. It was talked about constantly and one can only go so far nodding and smiling and having no idea what anyone is talking about. I was shown a few episodes that were quite interesting. And David Tennant is quite cute.

So, I watched all the specials at the very end of David Tennant's run as the Doctor. I watched him regenerate into Matt Smith!Doctor.

And here we are today



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It's Awkward Family Photo Wednesday!



Have a very Awkward Wednesday!

-This post brought to you by Hitler and Awkward Family Photos

That is all

Late night amusement

I knew a blogger who, quite long ago, took movie quotes and made them into mood icons of sorts

You know, each mood had a quote to go with it. I'd give you an example, but I think she got rid of them a few years ago. They were very clever and well-thought out

I told you that to tell you this

Matt Radick just put up the pictures he took from the play (and they look excellent!)

And upon going through them, looking at the expressions, I was struck with the thought that I could do the exact same thing as the blogger did

But instead of using movie quotes, I'd use the pictures

There are a few problems with this:
1) I wouldn't even know how to go about doing that. It can't be that hard, but I would need to screw around with it some (perhaps it can be a project)
2) After this whole TV meme thingy, I don't think I'll be posting daily. They might go to waste
3) There is absolutely no picture I could use for "Happy"

...unless I was "Deviously happy." In that case, I'd have all that I would need.


In all seriousness, the pictures turned out amazingly. Sadly, no pictures of Sean in his all-too-famous umbrella hat. Come to think of it, a supreme lack of Sean and Sully pictures altogether. I can mention it in the coming days, but for now, the gallery of pictures looks way cool

I'll leave you with this little gem:


This one would be "Forgetful"

Dammit! Where did I put my keys? Why can't I remember?

See?

I love it

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Day 27 - First t.v show obsession

We're not counting childrens' shows. Kids have nothing better to do than to get addicted to Sesame Street

Unless you didn't have a TV as a kid. In that case, I am both terribly sorry and am wildly envious.

ANYWAY

First TV obsession: ER

It was always on TNT in the mornings at 10am and 11am. I caught all of Seasons 7-12ish and then kinda tuned out of it, but those seasons were my one and only TV obsession for a while. All the seasons with George Clooney, I never really watched all the way through. I imagine he was a very attractive doctor, but those were never the first seasons I saw, though I hear they're the best

That's debatable

I refused to watch the last few seasons. I was going to shoot the writers towards the end of the series because of the kind of shit I heard they were putting Abby and Luka through. They couldn't get a single ounce of peace to themselves. It was hard to hear about

I ADORE Noah Wyle.

Goran Visnjic is all kinds of wonderful Croatian.

I did tune in for the last few episodes of the series, though. All the old people were coming back. It was nice to see Carter and Susan and Doug.


You know what? Shut the hell up. I loved this show and I'm not shamed to say it.





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Today is Random Trivia Tuesday

*sparse applause*

DID YOU KNOW THAT...

~In Detroit, Michigan, it is a crime to sell used confetti

~The Pickle is a movie about a director trying to launch his new movie about a flying pickle. Starring Little Richard and Donald Trump

~The proper name for otter dung is "spraints"

~Seriozha Grishin was a gifted Ukrainian who was able to play the piano by the age of one

~In Africa, it is still illegal for bantu hunters to laugh at an elephant's butt after trapping it

-This session of Random Trivia Tuesday brought to you by Balderdash, the game for good liars


A friend of mine who is obsessed with Lady Gaga posted something on her wall about the meaning of her latest video "Alejandro." Why people spend a ton of time trying to come up with meanings for videos is beyond me, but I supposed with Lady Gaga, she gives you a lot to work with so the endeavor is never totally without satisfaction.

I just really like the song.

I didn't know it was about the occult

*snicker*

I didn't know Alejandro was God, Fernando was Jesus, and Roberto was the Holy Ghost.

Damn. That song makes so much sense now. I can't believe I didn't see it before.

(I'm gonna feel kinda bad if that's really what she was getting at)

I don't want to talk about this much longer. If you're terribly curious as to how Lady Gaga is referencing the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the Illuminati, the Trinity, and Satanism in her video, feel free to read this

And if you're not, don't.


In other news, Mystery Diagnosis was creepy last night. The first one was about a kid whose antibodies were attacking his brain instead of the strep bacteria that he had. I mean, he simply got strep - didn't even feel a sore throat - and his stupid body starts attacking parts of his brain.

First, he refuses to sleep in his bed. He'll sleep anywhere except his bed (he says this is because the comforter had bright yellow lines on it that made him feel anxious). Then, he insists that every light in the house be on at all time. After that, he starts walking funny - either marching, or hopping or crouching down low and moving his legs in an odd pattern. Following that, his hands are constantly strained as if he were tugging on something, his hands are always over his ears and he constantly rocks back and forth. Then he starts whispering to himself, things like "Nothing is nothing is nothing is nothing."

The final straw for his mother is when he came shuffling downstairs, didn't say a word and merely handed her a crumpled up piece of paper that had the word HELP written in huge letters

I find it purely terrifying that the mind can do that to you. It wasn't a psychological thing. It was purely medical. And all from a strep infection. My Lord, I used to get strep all the time and this didn't happen to me.

I hate the human body

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Day 26 - Best pilot episode

Firefly

The rest of Joss Whedon's pilot episodes for his other shows never quite started out well, but Firefly started out amazingly. Just kinda threw you into the mix and gave you a great idea about the adventures to come

Too bad there were only, like, 13 episodes or something like that

Shame



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Here I am, 9am, waiting to take a shower so that I can apply for a job here in good ol' Jackson.

I feel like I'm giving up...

But really, I'm a fighting machine that specializes in sucking up its pride and rolling with the punches

Yeah?

Convinced?

Whatever

Spent the night with the Bridget. Yay!!! Took a walk around the neighborhood for a few hours, which was good - we walked off enough so that there was room for the Taco Bell later. We are so healthy.

As always, we both agreed that we know everything about everything and it would be useful if the government would just hand over power to us. She can take all the business stuff. I'll make sure no more Rocky movies are made. Ever again

Ours will be a great land

You excited?

In other news, I woke up yesterday morning at about 7am (I think someone texted me. Why someone would be texting ANYONE at 7 in the morning is so beyond me) and literally could not walk. The pain in my quads was unbearable. I unwillingly stretched, endured the resulting pain, and then went back to sleep. Whatever I did helped. In the afternoon they were merely achy, so all is well now.

The worst thing about coming home is that I'm going to have to endure Fox News being on at all hours of the day. Maybe if I take a really late night shift, I can sleep during the day and work during the night and I'll never have to watch it

I think it's good to note something: I am not a liberal. I'm not technically conservative either, but I don't dress to the left, if you get my meaning. The reason I am always down on Fox News (not that anyone cares because everyone I know hates Fox News) is for the mere fact that I would hate ANY news program on television if it was on every damn second of the day. I don't appreciate a lot of the programs on that channel. The people are sometimes less than human in their approach to life, but then again, so are some of the liberal news casters and commentators. I'm not casting stones at one side or the other. They both fucking suck, it's just that Fox News is constantly on at my house. Never ending. It's either I'm watching news or I'm forced to sit in the living room with my brother as he plays yet another RPG that's "new" but looks like it's from the 1980s

And no one plays the Wii

They should have gotten an Xbox

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