Twitchy McTwitch

I am: wondering if Ryan Reynolds can be any MORE attractive. I don't think so.
Currently Playing: "REV 22:20" by Puscifer featuring Maynard


Since last night, my left eye has been twitching like a small child on crack. It got so bad last night that I called my mom to find some kind of quick fix. Naturally, she said that it probably had something to do with me being over stressed and my lack of sleep. I believe my response was "Bah! I don't believe that. I think I have some kind of dangerous jungle-eye infection that will slowly spread to the rest of my body leaving me battered in the fetal position on the floor." I don't believe there was a response by my mother. I could almost hear her shaking her head. So, assuming that she was wrong and that I needed to make a mad dash to the ER, I continued out the night closing at the theater. Everything was going well, my eye hadn't twitched for a good 10 minutes and then I started talking to Ashley (new worker at the theater) and the second I started talking my eye went NUTS. So apparently, my mother is right. It's stress and I know EXACTLY what is stressing me out. Now...how shall I dispose of this stress?

and then I woke up to discover that yes, it was a bad day!

So last night's good day turned into, "Hi, I just wanted to get your hopes up and then crush them like a tootsie-pop" day. It was aweeesome. I feel very selfish complaining considering I can think of atleast one person wo is having a harder time then me so for today I will just insert random things into my post. Here we go..

While walking down the dorm hall to the stairway I peered into one of the rooms near the end and noticed that the girls in that room had some kind of poster of men wearing boxer briefs, hanging on their wall. I will be honest here and admit that I found it somewhat disgusting. They were very clean cut men who looked very homosexual. Why would you want to gaze at these only half way attractive, homosexual men? I mean if I wanted something to put on my wall and gaze at endlessly I am going to find a picture of Ryan Reynolds with his shirt off or possibly Will Smith at his best but then again that's just what I would do.

I have been working on CSC 110 homework for the past twenty minutes and I cannot seem to stop staring at this clip art inserted automatically into this spread sheet, of two puzzle pieces trying to put themselves together. I am disturbed by the image.

Day by Day

At 7:33 am I woke up, realized that I had class in less than 30 minutes, threw on some clothes, gathered my materials, jammed my large drawing pad under my arm, and ran out the door only to be shocked by the appearence of what might be Springfield's first monsoon.

Never as quiet as it seems

Theme Music: "Dreams" by The Cranberries
I am: sleepless in Springfield

I had another bad dream last night. I'm sure my subconscious is just playing with me now. Stupid subconscious. I SHALL OVERCOME YOU!

Bountiful selection at your discretion

Theme Music: "Bathwater" by No Doubt [is anyone surprised that I used this song AGAIN. No Doubt rocks my socks off]
I am: one with the force

My kiddie-Jedi-Costume went over well at work. I rocked. I find it somewhat sad that I had to buy my costume in the children's section of the Halloween store but whatever. I FIND IT SAD THAT I HAD TO GO INTO THE KIDDIE SECTION TO FIND IT. I mean, come on people. Being a Jedi for Halloween is a dream of adults as well.

In other Star Wars News:
The episode 3 trailer will most likely be on the Indredibles meaning that I might need to use my Jedi costume again when I go to the Employee preview on Thursday.

Communication, a telephonic invasion

Theme music: "Spiderwebs" by No Doubt
I am: avoiding actually working on my homework
On white board: "I'm throwing myself a pity-party. All are invited. Festivities shall include such famous games as

~Pin the Tail on the big butt
~10 things I hate about boys
and...
~Dude, I suck at school

Haha, boy I meant that to be more funny than depressing but I don't believe it came out that way. Oh well. -L."

Haha, phones suck. Haha yes they suck.

I'm working all projection shifts this weekend, which should give me a nice break from the randomness of working downstairs. The thing is that I really don't like going downstairs when I'm up in booth (It's a stupid superstitious thing) so I pretty much won't have any social interaction. It's all good. I get off work early enough each night to hang out with people after work. Not only that but I don't even have to run the late shows! BOO YA!!

I was able to enjoy X-Men 2 last night. Correction, I was able to gaze at hunky Hugh Jackman awesome abs last night. YOU'RE MY HERO HUGH JACKMAN!!! I did have to make fun of that girl who plays Rouge though. What a horrible actress!! There are more emotions than fear. Try experimenting with one for the heck of it!!!!!!!!

I have to make note cards for my art class now. This was fun. We should do this more often.

Prismacolor=wonderfulness

Stuck in my head/Theme music/Playing on my ipod: "Signed, sealed, delivered" by Stevie Wonder
I am: watching TV for the first time in weeks

The phone rang as I sat down to type this post so...I did the natural thing and answered it. At first the lady asked for "Laura." I replied that I was her. She began to make jokes about something, she mumbled way too much, and then requested that I get out my bible. "Um who is this again?" I said.
"Ohh I must have dial the wrong number."
::click:: and she hung up.

Weeeird.

I used my SMSU bookstore gift card to buy about 5 Prismacolor markers. Those suckers are expensive but definitely worth it. Ooo I played with them tonight and it was like drawing in heaven. I LOVE THEM!! Never will I touch a single Crayola marker again! NEVER.

Anger has consumed me

I regretibly report that it is 2:11 am and after doing my usual routine on my computer I am highly ticked off. People need to learn how to chill out because if they can't then they come off sounding like neurotic freaks.

Whatever.

Theme Music/stuck in my head: "Wait" by the Beatles

I am: looking for someone to go bowling with, play cards with, see a freakin' movie with, or heck, go with me to the skate park so that I don't get raped or mauled by pre-teen punks with sad "Good Charlotte" t-shirts.

I do not believe I can express how awful this week has been...and by week I mostly mean Thursday through today. I don't think it is completely necessary for me specify why my week/weekend was so crappy, mostly because explaining complicated projection problems is somewhat boring to those who have never been upstairs at the Springfield 8, but partially because if I go into what really pissed me off on Thursday, I might spurt into a violent rage that is somewhat reminiscent of a post dealing with Mrs. Bylander and an unfair grade or two. Let's just sum that day up with, "It is totally not fair to actually grade one in Art considering Art is all subjective."

I am bored at the moment. Quite bored. I really want to go bowling. I cannot stress how much I want to go bowling.

Ben Robles and much much more

Blaring over the radio: "New" by No Doubt (My roommate is playing it on her sweet action Apple. To make everything more awesome it's the remix of the song that I have never heard)

I am: Suffering from really bad breath

I ran into Ben Robles today. Not literally, even though that would have made this story slightly interesting. It's more like I saw him walking so I screamed, "BEEEEEEEEEnnnnn ROOOBLES!!!" It was great. He looked a bit stressed out though. Apparently he had just failed a mid-term and was prepared to fail and upcoming quiz. That's gotta hurt.

I "get to" house sit this weekend. There is no enthusiasm in that sentence. I guarantee it. Don't get me wrong, I love my house and all but it's so freakin' far away!!

I may have to make-out with my computer screen

::drool::

I just may have to make out with my computer screen. After recently discovering that pictures of the new Blade Trinity banners were release I ventured around the web until I found them. Upon finding them I realized that I have developed and unnatural love for Ryan Reynolds.

So here's what he looked like pre-blade (aka Two Guys, a Girl, and a Pizza Place stage)



And here he is a Hannibal King in all his glory



Now...I must admit that I have always had a thing for Ryan Reynolds but never to the point where I was seriously considering making-out with my computer screen.

I put the wallpaper from the Blade web site on my computer. I should have known that was a bad idea. All I want to do is stare at it.

Let's compare him again...

Cute, adorable, Ryan...



HOT SEXY PIECE OF SWEETNESS RYAN



My roommate, Rachel, agrees. He's way too hot for comprehension. She says it's all because of the facial hair but I say it's that AND his awesomely pumped up bod.

We both admit our love of guys with facial hair. Hey, some guys can pull it off and some can't. Ryan can...oh yeah, he definitely can!

I guess ink isn't permanent

Theme Song: "Agoraphobia" by Incubus
I am: Wondering why I am posting at 2:35 am instead of sleeping or atleast watching Bill Cosby

Upon taking off my suit jacket I caught a glance of my tattoo (on my upper back for those of you who have not seen it) and took notice of the odd shade of grey it had turned. It's fading.

Interesting.

Yes, awesome I say!

Art class was more amusing then usual tonight. I think the highlight of the entire 2 hours was when the teacher said that "as long as you read this chapter then the test should be as easy as pie." Expecting no one to hear, I said, "Mmm pie." Well, apparently the entire class not only heard but felt the need to turn around and stare. It was awesome and I say that with extreme sarcasm.

To make Art class even more interesting. The guy who I always talk about movies with threatened to steal my Nintendo Jacket which everyone knows is my precious.

Katelyn and I explored the Art Annex only to find that it is a dirty dirty place. Some paint would do that place some good. Some SERIOUS good.

Jimmy Eat World was on TV tonight. It gave me an excellent chance to review their new song "Pain." My final judgment is...good. Yes, I deem this song good. You all may buy their new Cd on Tuesday.

So that's why growling isn't something you do in public

Stuck in my head: "The small print" by Muse
I am: half asleep

I've got this one verse from The Small Print stuck in my head.

"Sell, I'll sell your memories
For 15 pounds per year
But just the good days"

Now I have to play that song on iTunes until my ears bleed. Great, just great.

I went by my house today in hopes of picking up my American Eagle charge card (which should have arrived today but sadly didn't meaning I will have to wait at least 24 more hours to scream for joy). I guess before I get too far into this story I should explain that I have two dogs. Yes, they are very cute but bark like the dickens when they see something interesting, in other words they are constantly barking. Well, when they bark I tend to play around with them by barking back. Geeze that sounds weird but I promise you that it's a normal thing to do. Kind of like when people want to go into their baby voices whenever they see a small child. It's a thing that people do...I don't know. ANYWAY, back to the story: I go out to the mail, running so fast that the raindrops couldn't possibly touch me (no, really but I'd like to think so) and as usual the dogs start barking. On my way back to the door I could see them barking through our awesome glass storm door so I did one of those weird faces as them and started growling, which drives them nuts because they can see me through the door but they sadly can't get to me. Haha, stupid dogs! All of the sudden I hear this car door close and turn around to see a repair man across the street just staring at me. I wasn't quite sure what to do so the both of us just stood there, staring at each other until I ran inside and started laughing hysterically.

Rachel has informed me that she may not return back to the dorms for quite some time.

"I may not even return. I'm just going to disappear."
"Okie dokie." I say while typing away at the computer, "Don't die."
"Oh I won't. I'll be ok." she says as she begins to walk out the door
"Ok good. Have a good time and eat some waffles."
At this point she stops in the middle of the door way and turns around completely to give me a look like What?! but I beat her there by doing my "Eh, I have no idea what I'm saying" shrug of the shoulders look. It was one of those roommate moments that you'll never forget.

Busting out the Pineapple Soda

theme song: "unsung" by Vanessa Carlton
I am: sipping on Pineapple soda

My eyes hurt...immensely. I just thought you all would like to know.

Andrew and I beat Silent Hill 4: The Room. The he busted out Mortal Combat Deception only to find out that his Xbox hadn't saved last time he played it, meaning that he had wasted 4 hours of his life beating Konquest mode for nothing. Now he has to go back and beat it again. I had never seen him so mad. I believe he said, "I am so angry I could beat the crap out of something!" I took that as my queue to leave. I felt really bad and somewhat irritated at the Xbox myself.

I am going to drown my sorrows of the day in some Pineapple Soda then sleep for about 7 hours.

Evilness

Theme Music: “Out of Control” by Hoobastank
I am: wet

Today was the first day that the sky decided to open up and puke up a nice batch of rain while I was walking to the class is the furthest away from my dorm. By the time, I made it into my computer class my hair was dripping; on the floor, the chair, and then on the keyboard.

Oh man, on Thursday I had the worst case of food poisoning in the history of man. I seriously thought that my stomach was trying to digest glass. I got out of my IDS 110 class, grabbed my stomach, and knew that I was about to puke my guts out (I hope you all enjoyed reading that lovely description). I never throw up, either so if I ever do that’s how you know that I’m gravely sick. I cannot express how much my stomach hurt. I almost went to the hospital it was so painful. DARN YOU CHICKEN FROM HELL! NEVER AGAIN, NEVER AGAIN!

I think what made my whole “food poisoning experience” worse was the fact that on Thursday; this girl in one of my classes wouldn’t shut up. First, you have to imagine me completely white faced because I looked like I had been jabbed in the gut one too many times. Well this girl who sits by me in one of my classes would just not shut up about how bored she was.

Her: “I totally hate this class. It’s totally ridiculous. I mean we don’t really do anything important in here anyway!!!”
Me: “ugh… I think I’m going to puke.”
Her: Don’t look now but a girl just walked in wearing the sluttiest of outfits. Oh my GOD! How does she live with herself looking like that? Look at her fat ___. That is so totally disgusting!
Me: “ugggh. My stomach is killing me.”
Her: “OMG when is this class going to be over? I’d rather shoot myself then sit her for another 15 minutes.” Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
Me: Jesus…please save me from this girl!

I swear I almost knocked the crap out of her. But anyway.

Now I am off to finish the loads of homework I have for Art 115. Grr.

I will marry a hacker if it is the last thing that I do

Theme song: "Megalomaniac" by Incubus
I am: pumped!

Tonight could have possibly one of the best nights to be watching TNT…in the course of TV history. Not only did they show Anti-Trust but Wargames as well. So after seeing one awesome movie about computer hackers and whatnot I was wowed with another performance, by Mathew Broderick none-the-less as a computer genius gone horribly right! It was almost a perfect night, until I saw that they had no intention of continueing this awesome line up with a showing of Hackers. That’s when I cursed the name of TNT. How could you NOT play Hackers when you’re already playing two other movies about..well..hackers?! What has the world come to?! I am now doomed to go to Best Buy and shell out 10 dollars just so that I can see Jonny Lee Miller bring down an evil corporation trying to unleash the world’s greatest computer virus.

Memories of Georgia

For so reason I keep thinking about my trip to Atlant, Georgia. Uck, even though there are parts that I would like to forget. Like dropping my shoe in that nasty pond water.



But it was fun. Wet shoe or not.



I blame the frog.



Hope you guys enjoy just a taste of the photos from there.

Beeeep

Beeeeeep

This is just a test of the emergency posting system....I repeat this is just a test. Had this been a real emergency you would have been instructed to bang your head repeatedly against your computer monitor.

Beeeeep

Once again this is just a test.

Beeeeeep

Thank you and that concludes this post of the day.

So...tired

Theme music: "Apocalypse Please" by Muse
I am: So freakin' hungry it's not even funny

Ray asked us to fast this Sunday and that's exactly what I've been doing for the past several hours. I do believe my stomach is digesting itself but hey, I'm getting closer to God.

I don't believe I'm going to be able to sleep much tonight. Andrew and I just finished playing another round of Silent Hill 4 and the image of that FREAKIN PINK BUNNY is pretty much giving me the creeps. ::shudders:: Stupid game...