Saturday, February 15, 2003

I am bottled fizzy water

And you are shaking me up

You are a fingernail running

Down the chalkboard I thought I left in third grade

Now my only consolation

Is that this could not last forever

Even though you're singing and thinking how well you've got it made



Who are you?

When will you be through

Yeah, it's just a phase

It will be over soon

Yeah, it's just a phase

Yeah, it's just a...phase


Call it women's intuition

But I think I'm on to something here

Temporaryism has been the bad thing

And the Jesus of our age

I know that I sound opinionated

Maybe biased and quite possibly jaded

But sooner than later they'll be throwing quarters at you on the stage



Who are you?

When will you be through

Yeah, it's just a phase

It will be over soon

Yeah, it's just a phase

Yeah, it's just a...phase



And I am waiting for it to be over too

Friday, February 14, 2003

They killed Dolly!

Thursday, February 13, 2003

Geez what a day....oy

So i started it getting up later than I wanted and missing out on an hour of work (hey that's $10 I could have made in that one hours guys, it's not like I totally dig going to work). Anyway, So I went to work for like 15 minutes then went to my first class at 11. I got there and people were turning stuff in. Apparently my option had a paper due and I was wrong in thinking it was due next week, therefore I didn't have a damn thing to turn in. So I left the class and went to the PCL. I was really worried that I wasn't going to be able to churn out this one page paper in 45 minutes because I couldn't find an article in which to do the paper on. So I'm scrambling, find a really crappy article, write a really crappy summary, walk back to class, wrote down all the lecture notes in 10 minutes, and still managed to turn that damn thing in!! Shoo! So then I went to statistics which was a real snooze. I started thinking about other things and got kind of upset so I lost track of what was going on. Oh well, I'll just go back over the notes when I do my homework I guess. Then I went back to work. It was ok, boring as usual, but what was cool was that I was so immersed in this handbook project I'm working on that I lost track of time. Before I knew it, it was 5 pm and time to go home.

So I'm going home down Pleasant Valley through the ghetto and getting pissed off at all the idiots who want to drive 25 in a 40. I get behind this ghetto car with 2 bumper stickers:

I just do what the little voices tell me to
I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it

So i've heard these before, and I'm sure you have too, but the cool thing is that the song (can't remember the title) "Insane in the Membrane" (is that the title?) was playing on 101X. Haha it was pretty funny because there's that part in the beginning that says "who you gettin crazy wit ese? Don't you know I'm loco?" It cracked me up, especially considering what part of town I was in. :)

Anyway, I hit my kickboxing instructor in the face today. It was an accident. I swear. I did the drill right, and I don't know how it exactly happened, but my first ricocheted off of the pad, into his forehead, then into my forehead. It was all so fast, it was just a blur. Everyone was cheering for me though, so I must have done something right. It feels really cool when everyone cheers for you when you're just demonstrating. ;) I asked a veteran, who is more veteran than me if I did something wrong and he said "no, you did the whole point of the set." I still feel bad about hitting Larry though cause I think he gets embarrassed when he gets hit by someone. I just don't want him to be mad. Anyway, they all kept teasing me about it later, so I'm calling it even, especially when they wouldn't let up. Just ask Melissa.

Now I'm going to do homework because I don't want a replay of today tomorrow. Damn you management!
Have a good weekend everyone, maybe I'll update before it's out. Ta-ta for now!

Wednesday, February 12, 2003

Some AIM etiquette advice:

When you IM me, make sure that you at least ask what's up with me before you ask about my roommates, where they are, etc. It's starting to get really irritating when people (more than one person in 2 days) ask where they are without paying attention to me. It may sound selfish, but put yourself in my shoes. It's my AIM name after all, not theirs. If you're looking for them and they're not on AIM, or they're away, that means that they're probably not here, or don't want to be found. AND just because I live with them, doesn't mean I automatically know where they are 24/7. Instead of coming to me, why don't you try calling the apartment. It will save me the devastating heartache of people not really wanting to talk to me on AIM and using me to get to other people. Thank you for your time.

Tuesday, February 11, 2003

Richard SeZ:
"I want to go to Vietnam. I hear you can buy people for pretty cheap."

Monday, February 10, 2003

The Dell Dude, Steve (real name Ben Curtis) got caught buying drugs in New York. Guess the primadonna just couldn't find someone dumb enough to buy the "little bag of marijuana" for him. Dude, you're getting a bail...fine! heh.

Sunday, February 09, 2003

So I came almost all the way back to Austin Saturday night without any traffic problems. As SOON as I hit the Austin city limit, I had to lay on the horn twice, once while I was on the phone with Druck. Why why why?

Anyway as soon as I got back Ricky, Druck, Richa and I decided to go to a midnight movie called May. This was such a morbid, gory, and at the same time funny movie. The first half is ok, but if you have a weak stomach, be sure to bring the barf bag. And if you're like me, make sure you have a coat or something to put in front of your face to block out certain scenes. OY! This is a feel good movie, letting you know that no matter how crazy things get in your life, no matter how few friends you have, there's always someone worse off. Be glad for what you have. On my part, I've been making friends left and right *wink wink*

So, why can't everybody just be good and let their life flow? Don't make things worse by interpreting them into something it's not. (FYI I'm also trying to give myself a little advice to live by)

Oh yes, and don't tell someone "and for your information blah blah blah." It makes you sounds like a total asshole. Alright, that's all for now. Off to softball soon. Yipeeeee!