A semi-intelligent Conversation

Theme Music: I Never Told You What I Do For a Living
I am:Running about

I swear that if any of you even MENTION the nude model I will beat you so hard that Tina Turner will use me instead of her shoe to teach Ike a lesson. Oh Tina. How would we know about your terrible life without fine quality movies like "What's love got to do with it."

Let's just say that our model was peirced and yes. Whatever you're thinking is correct. I felt so dirty after that class. Uck. ::shivers::

So here I was about to post something absolutely awesome and I realized that I must head off to class. Stupid class.

I won't let your murder it

Theme Music: "Time is running out" by Muse

I am: Sickened by the fact that I just ingested an entire can of cheese.

Paula Cole may be the devil. I'm not quite sure but futher tests will need to be performed.

And the Lord saith "Thou Shalt Be Nakie!"

Yeah so, on Monday my Drawing class starts drawing nudes. Oh yeah. That's exactly what I want to see at 8 am (do you sense the sarcasm?).

He has a history of disappearing off the face of the earth

I am: probably going to get cancer from using this laptop
Theme Music: "In Bloom" by Nirvana [I only picked this song because of the line 'Nature's a whore' and that makes me laugh]

Apparently Andrew feels to tell freakin' everyone my DS/Cursing story. Geeze.

So there I was...all hyped up and ready to buy a Nintendo DS and totally freaked out because they only had twenty left at Best Buy. I go up to the counter, give them my debit card and wait...and wait...and wait...suddenly "Mr. I-sold-my-soul-to-best-buy" tells me that I have been declined. DECLINED. Look, I KNEW I had enough money to buy that piece of junk. I didn't know what to do. I HAD NO CASH. So I stormed out of the store. Andrew then asks me what was wrong and I look at him and say...

You have to understand I never curse. NEVER. I am uber awesome like that. If I was to ever curse, which does happen, I NEVER say the "f-word."

"They f****** wouldn't let me buy my DS. I am so f****** pissed. I f****** know that I have enough money in my account and now I have to f****** wait for f****** ever until I can get my DS. AHHH! ::mumble the "f-word" a few times::."
Then Andrew asks me if I want him to buy it for me and then I would pay him back when I could.
"No. F*** it. I'm going home!"
Andrew: "Are you coming to church tonight?"
Me: "NO!" ::mumble::

To tell the truth, it really wasn't about the DS. I'm sure that I was having a horrific day. HORRIFIC DAY I SAY!!

Who am I kidding?

It was all about the DS.

mmm mmm ah aie aie aie yie yieh yeah!

while I wait for my oven-fresh pizza to finish baking I am... oh wait. It's done.

I wish I could eat your cancer when you turn back

This makes me happy. O' so very happy.

I'm not gonna crack.

I : "can't wait to meet you there. "

Theme song: "Lithium" by Nirvana

I'm so happy. Cause today I found my
friends. They're in my head.

I'm so ugly. But that's ok. 'Cause so are you.
We've broke our mirrors.

Sunday morning. Is everyday for all I care. And I'm not
scared. Light my candles.
In a daze cause I've found god.

I am so totally hooked on Nirvana right now. It's become somewhat of a problem. Nirvana has now invaded about 98% of my iPod playlists. It has infected my blood stream like...some sort of infectious thing. Kind of like the Ebola virus. Mmmm Ebola.

I regret to inform all of you that it is valentines day. What will I be doing on this joyous occasion, you ask? Well, I will be driving to a Chevelle concert (Darn you Natalie! We were supposed to ride up there together and complain about stupid people and their stupidity.) Now I must drive up there by myself, a choice that I made myself, so don't pity me. I will make it abundantly clear when I want pity.

I am making it a personal goal of mine to draw all of my friends. Today, I finished 2 portraits and last night I finished 2 or 3. I ended up doing the ones today during Music 241. The girl sitting next to me told me they looked good. Ha-ha it was really funny because the entire time I knew that someone would look over and see what I was doing. I actually expected the girl to say, "He's cute!" because at the time I was drawing Andrew and surprisingly that has happened before.

There are only a few more people I need to draw.

• Natalie
• Kevin
• Nicole A.
• James L.
• Rebecca M.
• Alison G.

Other than that, I have everyone else somewhere, in some sketchbook. Sweeeet.

Now don't get too excited

Upon gazing at the grand amount of food my parents have so thankfully donated to the "Feed Laura Fund" I took note of the Valentines candy. I wanted to let all of you know I am now searching for a Valentine. If any of you have any prospects please send them my way. I can't say that I won't be bias toward Ryan Reynolds we he hears that I am single and dumps Alanis Morissette.

Top 5 things you should not roll around naked in:

5. Cold Hard Cash
First off everyone has touched those bills at one point or another. Secondly, paper cuts are killer. There are just some places that you DON'T WANT A PAPERCUT.

4. Coinage
So let's say that you still want to roll around in money but you want to avoid paper cuts or maybe a hundred dollars looks better in quarters. Well, let me just say this; if a penny can get stuck in a child's nose, then I do not want to know where a quarter can get stuck. Ew.

3. Honey
Though they make it sound very sexy, at the end of the day, who really wants to walk around sticky with bugs hovering around them?

2. Sand
I know you've all see the Chris Isaac video and thought, "Gee wiz! Maybe, I took can be that hot by finding someone of the opposite sex and rolling around a beach with them!" No. Just no. There are all sorts of nasty things on the beach. Hello people! Haven't you heard about all those hypodermic needles people just toss onto the beach? I mean there you'd be, rolling around in the sand with your significant other and BOOM! You get AIDS and not the sexually transmitted way.

1. Parachutes
You could be having your fun and suddenly find yourself choking to death on one of those stupid strings. Let's face it people, death by string just isn't entertaining. Take Pearl Harbor for instance. Kate Beckinsale and Josh Hartnett could have DIED!!! Not that would have been a bad thing...

Finally please people, do not imitate the movies and try to make love on dining room tables, desks, and especially kitchen counters. There's nothing less romantic than burning your lover's butt because someone forgot that the stove was on.

Stupid "Effin" birthday!

Thing: It's like I'm in high school all over again and my life sucks
Stuck in my head "thing": Send the Pain Bellow by Chevelle

I believe that my title of this post pretty much some up tonight and the past...what?...like 3 days. Yeah...yeah!

stupid "effin" birthday...

I believe that life would be a whole lot simpler if the world was one giant skating rink and everyone's feet magically turned into roller blades. Yeah, that would make things A LOT easier. Think about it, you get to skate to your classes, skate to work, heck, you could skate in your dorm room! BOO YA! I think heaven is probably one giant skating rink. Yep I de-def-initely think that.

Excuse me while I attempt to eat yogurt without screaming in pain as it touches my teeth. Yay, for braces!

Why I love my roommate

Tamila: Wouldn't it be funny if you weren't the only one who was dating me?
Steve (the boyfriend): ::dead silence for about 5 seconds:: Yeah...that would be funny (sarcasim).

Everything's coming up Milhouse

I am: not well. My lungs hurt. My lungs hurt alot. I probably have lung cancer. Great. Just great. The day after my birthday and I have lung cancer. Ah yes, the birthday present that never stops giving.

Theme song: If there was some sort of song entitled "I am a bitter bitter child" then that would be my theme song for the day. I'm sure there is and I'm almost positive that it is written by Fred Durst.

As you can tell my birthday celebration was not as...um what's the word...riveting, as promised. I expect more over the weekend. YOU OWE ME WEEKEND! YOU OWWWWWE ME!!!

Anyway today has started off slow. I must say that I am quite eager to read the new Vanity Fair which feature the cast of Episode 3 on the cover. For some reason it appears that Natalie Portman is uncomfortably touching George Lucas. It's quite funny. She has this nasty smile on her face that makes me uncomfortable. Ewan looks much older on the cover then he is. I feel dirty thinking about how hot he is in Episode 1. On the plus side of things, if you unfold the cover to it's full length (which is quite long) you'll find that they have included the stars from all of the Star Wars movies. Including Jake Lloyd. Who was not good enough for the very front cover so they put him on like the 4th flap. It's great. That poor kid looks like he's been on crack for the past few years. Haha- NO OSCAR FOR YOU JAKE LLOYD!! YOU RUINED EPISODE ONE WITH YOUR CRAPPINESS!!!

Thus ends my blissful afternoon.

Haaza!

Tis my BIRTHDAY!!!

::And the peasents rejoiced::

Sympathetic Tones

Theme song: "New Slang" by The Shins
I am: Ninja-fied

People can be so stupid sometimes. For instance they ask stupid questions with that tone of voice that signals pity. Like asking...

So how's work?

When they really are saying, "I know how much your work place sucks so I am showing interest only because my life is so boring that I find entertainment in your plights."

or

How's that friend situation of yours?

When clearly they just want to know if you're fighting like crazy so that some part of them that's empty can be filled with the pleasure of knowing that their life rocks more than yours.

Not that I have experience this at all. I haven't, at least not recently but I hear about this sort of thing every day and it saddens me. Saddens me to the MAX.

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Antidisestablishmentarism aka word of the day

What antidisestablishmentarism is:
The people one who are against the people who are againist the establishment.

Me: So basicly if I was against the people who were against the FBI for some unknown reason like, I just felt that everyone should be loved or something, then I would be a part of Antidisestablishmentarism?
Tamila: Yes, yes you would.
Me: Well could I be a part of AntiAntidisestablishmentarism?
Tamila: Um...
Me: I mean if I was against the people one who are against the people who are againist the establishment?
Tamila: Then, yes you would be whatever the name for that would be.
Me: Hmm very interesting

REAL moral lessons

I just finished watching Coach Carter and have learned a very valuable lesson.

It's not that you shouldn't have unprotected sex or even avoiding abortion. It's that if you're going to have sex, you need to have it with an amazing basketball player that will get a full scholarship to an awesome college that will offer support to you and the baby.

Darn it...foiled again!

I am: voracious... mmmm voracious.
Quote of the year: "Mmm Sacrilicious."

I went out and bought some foil for an art project today and though scoping out the box isn't something I typical do, I needed to know how many feet I was getting for 75 cents. I think it is rare to find small print of the box of things such as, tissue paper and aluminum foil so you have to understand how amused I was when I found some VERY small print on this box that read, "If you are not 100 percent satisfied with our product just return it for a full refund." I started to think then. Why in the world would someone not be satisfied with their aluminum foil? I mean seriously now? COME ON!!!

"I'm sorry but I bought this foil for an art class and the fact that I got a B on my project leads me to believe that your product is defective. I demand my money back."

or

"Your foil promised long lasting freshness of my vegetables and to be frank, they only lasted three weeks. In my book that is just not good enough."

No Worries...I only have to wait 5 more months

I am: Well rested
Theme Music: "Buddy Holly" by the one, the only WEEZER

After a nice three weeks of rest I have come to my senses and decided to post some wonderfulness for everyone. GOODIE. I must say that this post will have to be somewhat short considering that...

1. I have just walked from that way too scary parking lot in 12 degree weather not to mention that I messed up my hair in an attempt to make myself look like crap, which wasn't hard by the way, so that I would not get raped (because only pretty people get raped? Haha, no that joke went too far. I apologize greatly.) and now I cannot stand being awake and at my peek of ugliness.
2. Classes start tomorrow and being the genius that I am I gave myself an 8 am drawing class. Uck. What was I thinking?
3. I smell like crap. No seriously I do. Andrew even mentioned something. Haha, thanks Andrew. As if I COULDN'T smell myself. Therefore I have to use my hour break between classes to take a shower instead of sleeping.

I will leave you with this though. No matter what they say....Constantine will be a wonderful movie. SO PLEASE STOP SENDING ME TEXT MESSAGES THAT SAY "WATER COLD".

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.