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|Wednesday, November 26th, 2008|
|Wednesday, September 6th, 2006|
|And...two steps back
It's been a week (!!!) BUT I kind of went back a bit and added a small amount of chicken broth to just my dinners for the last three days. I got quite sick on labor day and was told by my doctor that I should be going about this gradually. In my head, this week still counts though.
I finally got around to the town library to get a new card (and a few veggie cookbooks), and they wouldn't let me because my two forms of identification didn't have my address on them -- this in a town where the P.O. Box number rules pretty much all. Really, why would anyone even lie about living in this shitty town? So I went home, got my mom and HER card, and went back. They were so fucking rude to us. We just moved and I guess we're supossed to immediately change our address on everything! Hell, our basement's still full of boxes. But in the end I got to use my mom's card - with her permission of course! It felt like I should've gotten a gym note.
|Sunday, September 3rd, 2006|
This journal is now devoted to the 'let's show my mom that I can be a vegetarian and not give up' cause. She thinks it'll last a week or two, no more.
Just to remind me:
Started Wednesday Aug. 30, 2006
|Wednesday, June 7th, 2006|
|Seeing people you know on TV is strange...
A guy I knew in college was just on 'So You Think You Can Dance' (Chicago). It was so freaking weird. I was in the kitchen and just heard his voice...and..."It's Nigel!!!". My parents didn't believe me. He kicked ass (as he did while breaking in the school atrium as well), but failed the choreography bit. Oh well.
|Sunday, April 2nd, 2006|
|I'm back with a full-fledged case of insanity!
Wow, that post last night...whew. I really wasn't in my right mind. That was the product of 'forgetting' aka "let's see what happens" when not taking my meds for three straight days. I'm convinced. Back to the zombiness of normalcy I guess. So, I took them as soon as I got up this morning.
Anyhoots...I'm still don't give a fuck, but now it's more of a happy I don't give a fuck attitude or as I told my mom, a 'joyful numbness'. :D Just wish I could stay this way instead of the inconsistent mood swings of late.
And, no, I'm not going to kill my teacher (although the thought actually runs through all THREE of his students heads...yeah, three. No one likes him. Even his boss - the most awesome advisor in the world thinks he's nuts). Tomorrow if he decides to tell me that I'm taking pictures wrong or that they are too cliched, I'm just going to laugh in his face. I don't know why I still take classes where I'm graded on something that I know full well how to do.
Tomorrow's gonna be fun! Current Mood: crazy
|Saturday, April 1st, 2006|
|I just don't post here anymore, do I?
Maybe I should just take the plastic bag off my head...
And then wrap it around my fucking insane photo teacher's face.
Add a few kicks to the ribs.
Can't wait til the end of this trimester... Current Mood: crushed
|Wednesday, August 17th, 2005|
Meh.. I don't care who you vote for **greendaygreendaygreenday**
Ah, fuck, the URL is being a fucktard. Just go to mtv.com and the Viewer's Choice page and vote, DAMMIT!
|Saturday, August 13th, 2005|
...is the best fucking live band EVER.
Fin. Current Mood: giddy
|Sunday, July 31st, 2005|
|Don't make eye contact and don't feed the prostitutes...
Last Saturday and Sunday was Lollapalooza. WHOO!!!! And now they are thinking of having it every year in Chicago! Again with the WHOO!!!! Saturday was an awesome day. The weather was great...cloudy all day. International Noise Conspiracy (energetic. lovely band to start it all off), VHS or Beta (great 80s punk disco whatever band), Liz Phair (meh), Primus and their giant inflatable rubber ducks (I don't like them though), THe Bravery (HOT), Weezer (!!!!!), and BILLY fucking IDOL!!! How can a 50-something still look so good in leather? Sunday was hell though. Only a nice 105 degrees out and that's NOT the heat index. Very little shade and thankfully free water. Buuut...Louis XIV (dirty, perverted rock gods. lol), G Love & Special Sauce, Teagan and Sarah (Sarah passed out from the heat), and the KILLERS (who wears a polyester, PLAID dinner jacket in 100+ heat? Now I know.). God, I hate their lead singer -- he is such a pretentious-pretty boy fucktard -- but they fucking rock. I was so close to the stage. And then I had to wait around for Death Cab for Cutie to end so we could leave. I can listen to their cds, but for some reason not live. All in all, my friends and I have decided that Perry Farrell is a gay Columbian drug lord...who also sets up amazing festivals.
We ate at this 24 hour restaurant in a bad neighborhood (especially at 10:00 at night) with amazingly bad service and hot waiters. The guy never brought me my fucking TOAST! Well, we felt sorry for him, cause even though the restaurant was so freaking far from the concert, everyone and their fucking gerbil showed up, so he got a big tip. Then we walked for a mile surrounded by prostitutes and drug dealers. GOD...I love Chicago. I need to move up there.
|Tuesday, July 12th, 2005|
|Monday, July 11th, 2005|
|364 to go...
So, I came across this one blog where this guy took a picture of himself each day for one year, starting on his 31st birthday. Seeing that I've been so ADHD lately, I've decided to try this just to see how long I can keep it up.
As of an hour and a half ago, I'm 23 years old. So I took my first picture, **sigh**
Woo. What a party. I stayed at home and my parents bought me a cake.( <3 number candlesCollapse )
I asked for nothing thinking that I'd get just money. Instead I got Green Day tickets. Fuck money. :D
|Saturday, June 25th, 2005|
You are 14% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 85% Brutal, and 14% Arrogant.
|You are the Bitch-Slap, the hallmark response of any abusive husband! You are more intuitive than others, focusing more on feelings than rational explanations, and you are also probably very brutual because you care more about yourself than the well-being of others. As most of us know, brutality combined with emotion often leads to BITCH-SLAPPING, which is why you are called "The Bitch Slap". (This does not mean you are emotional, only that you are more affected by emotions than rationality when making decisions.) Another trait you possess is that you are very humble, which could mean you are insecure because very few people are brutal AND humble. Not only that, but you are also rather introverted, and any tendencies towards brutality you possess may also result from the fact that you bottle up your emotions and don't show them to others until you explode in rage. Most likely, however, you are not a VIOLENT person, just someone who is rather selfish. At any rate, being a bitch-slap does not necessarily mean you will abuse your spouse; it only means you are rather intuitive, uncaring toward others, brutal, introverted, and possibly insecure. |
To put it less negatively:
1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.
2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.
3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle.
4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.
Your exact opposite is the Braggart.
Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Schoolyard Bully, the Class Clown, and the Brute.
If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.
The other personality types:
The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.
The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.
The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.
The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.
|My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:|
||You scored higher than 10% on Rationality|
||You scored higher than 10% on Extroversion|
||You scored higher than 96% on Brutality|
||You scored higher than 4% on Arrogance|
|Friday, June 24th, 2005|
Oh, god. I have my very first gallery reception tonight. Needless to say, I still can't believe they actually accepted me to show my stuff there (or one at least one piece this time), but I may have to make a speech...
This is gonna take a LOT of Xanax. Current Mood: anxious
|Wednesday, June 15th, 2005|
|Friday, June 10th, 2005|
|I swear to god the garage just stepped right out in front of me!
I moved my car so my dad could park his semi in our driveway. He decided that it would be better if I parked it BEHIND his truck. Now I don't parallel park. He pulls up and gives me about ten feet to do just that. My gas and break pedals are strangely close to each other...and yup. My foot just HAD to slip. Funny that only my license plate is a bit dented.
It wasn't good.
|Monday, June 6th, 2005|
I just li-ied to my advisor to get an appointme-ent.
It's only the tenth fucking time I've requested one...that stupid shit. I'd like to get out of college BEFORE it turn 30.
|Saturday, May 14th, 2005|
Gah! Summer trimester started last Monday and I'm already wishing I just would of taken the summer off. I can still drop them, but...one minute I'm all ' I can do this!!!', and then I just want to drop all the classes. And god damnit! My mom took all my Xanax...sdkfklasdhflkasjdfksdfkljksljdf
But my arm is finally healed, so on comes my tattoo! Taking my frustrations out in pain! Woot woot! Current Mood: indescribable
|Thursday, April 28th, 2005|
Forces in the universe have somehow figured out how to keep me from getting my tattoo. I FINALLY figure out where I want it, and what I want, and know I can't find the fricking cd cover that it's on. Plus today I've managed to both bruise the area and be bitten and clawed by my cat.
What the fucking fuck! Current Mood: shit
|Friday, April 22nd, 2005|
Well, the 'bad shit' as I so eloquently put it is indeed, over...quite unexpectantly too, I may add. Hence it has already been a week since my grandma died. It was a rough week, but somehow (and I don't want this to sound bad) we are all a little bit happier-kind of like a weight has been lifted. And in a way, I guess it has.
So life goes on....(awww. I love that show)
I'm writing this as I'm trying to find out the line-up for Lollapalooza, but the site keeps timing out. Hopefully that just means they are updating it. I already know that Liz Phair, Weezer, and Widespread Panic are gonna be there and they are trying to get Beck to headline. But I need to see if there are at LEAST 20 good bands-out of 70 that shouldn't be hard. With all expenses, the tickets are $101.00. ugh.
I really need a GOOD concert. NOW. lol. Although, I finally found someone to go with me to see Green Day - my 16 yr old cousin - "cause, like, they're SO HOTT!" *vomit* I just looked up the ticket prices for them...and the total for one person would be like 50 fucking dollars! Fuck that...whatever happened to them 'never wanting to sell their tickets for more than $20.00'? Stupid fame...maybe they'll be at Lollapalooza. Right. Current Mood: anxious
|Tuesday, April 5th, 2005|
I feel so guilty being happy when so much bad shit is going on in my life...