Sniffy McSniffertons

iTunes: "Speed of Sound" by Cadet
I am: Snotty but not in a stuck up sense more like snot is running down my face (how attractive is that picture?)

I do not think that I can express how much I hate getting colds. I especially hate getting colds while school is still in session and today was the prime example of why. Like a good student, I went to school sniffling, coughing, and praying to God that my head would just explode and that would be the end of it. Well, because of my lack of better judgement, I did not bring any Kleenex wit me to school. Hey, let's blame that genius idea on all the Nyquil I had ingested. Anyway, the first half of the day, it didn't really matter because well, my nose wasn't running that bad. Ha! At 11:17, in the MIDDLE of my math class, the Nyquil wears off and snot runs from my nose a la Niagara Falls style. At first, I attempt to sniff it all back up into the deep cavernous nostrils that I have. After about 10 minuets I come to the realization that, that isn't working. Suddenly snot escapes from one of the nostrils and begins to drip lower and lower onto my upper lip. You have to imagine the instant panic I experienced. There was NOTHING I could do to stop what was about to be the most disgusting event; snot dripping down onto my lip and possibly slipping into my mouth. I tried to hide the snot by carefully placing my hand conveniently over my face, but no. That wasn't going to help. I had to consider my options:

a) let the snot drip and deal with it
OR
b) use my sleeve ((ew) to catch what I could before I was snot-ified

LUCKILY while I was strategizing, the class was ending and when my professor dismissed us I made a mad dash for the first kleenex box I could find.

Indie

Indie
Originally uploaded by HotsauceJane.

I love the Magic Bean. Everyone always goes to the Mud House but I, and my awesome friends, find that the environment at the Magic Bean to be about 10 times better. It's never crowded, they have live music, and, best of all, they serve Jones Soda.

Jesus Died

Jesus Died
Originally uploaded by HotsauceJane.

I can't even begin to explain how much this picture makes me giggle. If you click on it you can get somewhat full story behind it but it pretty much speaks for itself. When I buy a house I am SO painting this on the side.

I don't know how to juggle

iTunes: "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" by The Beatles
I am: entertained

After hours of deep-rooted thinking I have come to the conclusion that my favorite fiction books have to be:

Good Omens
The Princess Bride which ties with I, Robot (which is NOTHING like the movie and yet a MILLION times better)
Wanting Seed
Everything's Eventual
The Screwtape Letters

and non-fiction books are:

A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B movie Actor (AKA Bruce Campbell Biography)
Stiff,,The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers
Under The Black Flag, The Romance and the Reality of Life Among the Pirates
Spook, Science Tackles the Afterlife

and indie graphic novels/comic book SERIES are:

The Sandman Series
Hellblazer Series
Y: The Last Man Series
Sin City Series
Fables Series

and STAND ALONE graphic novels are:

Black Orchid
V for Vendetta
Squee's Wonderful Big Giant Book of Unspeakable Horrors
We3
The Last Temptation

Little things that kill

iTunes: "The Little Things" by Bush

Ugh.

Rolling like a celebrity!

iTunes: "Beverly Hills" by Weezer
I am: Chillin' like a villian

I dislike homework more than I dislike Hillary Duff (and that's quite a bit). On Sunday night I had planned to finish up what I had left in Anthropology because it was pretty much DUE the next day. I get home around 9:30 work for about 45 minutes when my dad yanks me downstairs because of the impending tornado. Then the lights go out till 4 am. "Fantastic" I say to my self, "I'm so glad that all of my Anthropology work was done ON A COMPUTER RUN BY ELECTRICITY!!!". So I've been way behind on homework all week because of that. I wasn't able to go to Hannah's show on Tuesday and I couldn't even go to The Magic Bean on Wednesday to see Ben play. No, I was stuck at home worshiping the homework God. Uck.

Best Hannah story of the week (well aside from the Taney County sheriff's department searching for her for various reasons):

Paraphrasing Hannah....Because I suck at remembering things...
"Did you ever hear my story about the proofreading class [she may
have actual said it was a publishing class. I don't remember.] I took a few
semesters ago? Oh my God. Yeah, well the class was filled with communication
majors. At the beginning of class one of them stands up and asks, 'We're going
to have to KNOW how to spell? Isn't there someone that does that FOR us? Can't we just use spell check or something?!' I though I was going to die."

Typical Scene

Typical Scene
Originally uploaded by HotsauceJane.

Buses rock.

"AHHH" is an understatement

iTunes: "You Don't Fool Me" by Queen
I am: in a terrible mood for the next 24 hours

The anger I feel at this point can only be related to the anger that was felt by America when Halle Berry did Catwoman.

received this morning:

Laura,

Well, not good news this morning. Apple has delayed the shipment of your MacBook Pro again, estimated now to ship on/before March 13th. I haven't had a chance yet to talk with my rep but will try to find out what's going on and let you know.
Sorry for the disappointing news.

Deborah
Technology Buyer Sales
State University Bookstore

I am so pissed. No one can even relate to how pissed I am right now. So while I have been waiting for my Birthday present for what, 2 FREAKING MONTHS now my friends have all bought new iPods, XBOX 360s, motorcycles, SLR digital cameras, and even received MacBook Pros BEFORE me. Jealously is consuming my soul. Not even the thought that tomorrow at 7 pm I will be seeing Jared Leto and his band 30 Seconds To Mars live, can smother this anger with joy. No. No no no. I will not be in the WORST possible mood all week. I swear is someone buys something super new (for instance: a new computer, a new car, or anything else that would over shadow my Macbook Pro) I will implode. I promise. I WILL IMPLODE.

To make matters worse, I was invited to a board game party this Friday and told that everyone was allow one guest (it's a small group of us from one of my art classes). I was then told that everyone was bringing their boyfriends. Haha. Silly me. I forgot to get one. Well, when I informed the host today that I was the cliche single chick, she did this,
"Oh. Um, that's ok. Just invite a friend."
"Well, I don't have any single guy friends..."
"That's ok to. Just bring a friend."
"But all of you guys are going to have your boyfriends with you. It'll be weird if I just invite a random friend."
"Well, it'll be ok."
Faaaaaan-tastic. I am not bringing anyone and once again I will be the odd one out. FAN-TASTIC.

A Basic Manual

iTunes: "The Show Must Go On" by Queen
I am: another hero

The photo shoot for Hannah's EP went well, which is FAN-tastic. Hopefully this will lead to me getting jobs from other local bands who need headshots or what-not.

Anyway I can

iTunes: "Ain't Too Proud to Beg" by The Temptations
I: Ain't too proud to beg

I have exactly 2 months to find a date to my friends' wedding. I don't feel that panic sensation yet but it's in the post.

Still

Still
Originally uploaded by HotsauceJane.

Yay for Natalie! You helped me finish off my roll of film the other day, therefor this post is dedicated to you!

Bitter is a sweet word

iTunes: "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers
I am: skeptical

It's so funny that when I do complain about Springfield, it's not about the town itself, but more about the people in it. It sickens me how uncultured this city is. It sickens me to an extent when I can feel actual nausea. Don't get me wrong. For a while there I was arguing that Springfield's attention to the arts was growing and how real diversity was starting to appear. Yeah well every time I think we take a step towards the goal of a being a somewhat cultural gem some idiot changes my mind by making so typical white trash comment about art.

Example:
"Dude, you can totally see her boob! THAT IS SO AWWWWESOME!"

Now that wasn't the comment that this rant is pertaining to, but you get the general idea. People should strive to see the messages within art or appreciate the techniques used to make them. They should look within themselves and see how the piece makes them feel. That doesn't mean that everyone in Springfield has to love every single piece of art but to explore the feelings that arise within themselves when they look upon new and different works. If you hate something, then ask yourself why. Ask, "Why does this offend me? Was that the artist's purpose?" Looking at something and saying, "Haha! That totally looks like a dick!" is not analyzing art. If you look a painting and say, "Hey, that looks like a dick [or phallic symbol which is a more appropriate thing to say while in an art gallery]. I wonder if that changes the meaning of this piece? Was that done on purpose? Does that take away from anything from the artwork? Am I offended by this?" That is analyzing.

There is just a lack of maturity when it comes to people in this town and art. Arg. I'm not saying that "it's not getting better" because it is. It's just that ignorant people like that make it much more difficult to convince people who AREN'T FROM SPRINGFIELD that there is a wonderful underground art society.

Nuff said about that.

In other news, I hate Valentines day. No big suprise why.

At 50 bytes per second

iTunes: "Instant Messenger (Pink Ego Box)" by Muse
I am: Single

Single again for Valentines Day. Yay. I spent a good chunk of the day in class then had to have Andrew drive me to the Chevy dealership to pick up my car. Yay for broken cars! Then I went home, coughed up a lung (you will all be happy to know that there is still one lung residing in my chest cavity still), and forced gallons of water down my throat in hopes that I can drown this cold of mine.

I got some rather exciting news today, one of my friends who is an upper level photography student asked me if I'd like to help her photograph a wedding in April. Naturally I screamed "Yes". All this experience is paying off. I was asked to do some engagement photos for my friends in a few weeks. Hannah said she'd be my little assistant. Haazah!

EDIT: So I just found out that Muse has an unreleased song on the Not Another Teen Movie Soundtrack. How is this possible that I did not know about this? WHY? WHYYYY?

This day has sucked...

iTunes: "So Glad That it's over" by 12 Rods
I am: Shamed

Today was the first day that we would be doing paper developing in Photography, so you can imagine how stoked I was to get in there and see what my SSLYBY photos would look like in an 8 x 10 format.

Naturally, our teacher wanted to see our first print after we were done. One after another he looks at everyone's prints and says, "Try exposing for 5 more seconds" or "You might want to try a little less exposure time". Well, he gets to mine (remember we're all in a group hearing what he is saying about every individual's picture) and the FIRST thing he says is " ::disgusted sigh:: God, like the world needs another picture of some guy playing a guitar." As you can imagine I was not only completely embarrassed but shamed to an extent that I have never been shamed before. Oh course MINE is the only one he says something negative about. Now, if I had been spunky this morning, or maybe just a bit more confident about my work I might have responded with, "Gosh. Just what the world needs, another sarcastic art teacher" but I was neither spunky nor confident so I just stood there, head down, looking like a shot puppy dog.
Thankfully, the second that he left the dark room and we had begun developing with a different filter, some nice people said, "I don't care what he says. I like the guitar."

Birthday

iTunes: "Birthday" by The Beatles
I am: Stoked, wicked excited, chanting my own name, jumping up and down, screaming "YEAH THAT'S RIGHT!", and tickled pink!

You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too--yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time

I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party
Yes we're going to a party party.

I would like you to dance--Birthday
Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday
I would like you to dance--Birthday Dance

You say it's your birthday
Well it's my birthday too--yeah
You say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good timeI'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you.

Pull this thread as I walk away

iTunes: "Undone" by Weezer
I am: Chillin' in the cut

On an awesome scale from 1 to 10, Hannah's birthday party ranked a 9.5. The only possible way for her to have received a 10 would have been for us to have watched some sort of Danny Boyle movie or possibly watched an Apple commercial for the iMac G5 with an overlay of Jeff Goldblum saying "Must go faster...must go faster..."

I can't decided if the night hit it's peek when Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin actually played the "Sweater Song" upon request by Natalie or when I was able to discuss the workings of Lost with John Robbert (aka lead singer of SSLYBY) or maybe when Ben Harrel whipped out a guitar and played "Time is Running Out" and "1979" perfectly. I'm not sure but man, it was a good concert/party.

I have more exciting news. I have discovered another fabulous local band thanks to Hannah who hired them as the opening act for SSLYBY. They are called A Blue Treehouse and the Homeless Beard. I encourage everyone to drop by the Bellmonte this Friday and throw wads of cash at them.

I was so excited that I was able to use this chance to finish up a roll of 36 exposure black and white film that I would be developing (yes, the professors at MSU let me play with chemicals. I don't know what they were thinking, either) in Photography class on Monday. I could just picture the envy on my fellow classmates face's as they saw that yes, I attended a private SSLYBY concert. Well, Monday rolled around and I was hit with the unpleasant surprise of finding out that 80% of my roll was underexposed.


[warning: technical jargon about to hit] I mean, ARG! I knew that with the low light I needed a low f/stop! I KNEW THAT I NEEDED A FAST SHUTTER SPEED FOR THE FAST ACTION but no. Did I think about the fact that even thought the low f/stop would let in more light, the fast shutter speed would let in less light thus canceling out the f/stop? No. I did not think. And now I am left with nothing but a roll of underexposed film. UNDEREXPOSED I SAY! Arg. If there was ever a roll of film that I wanted to turn out, it was this roll. I had the coolest pictures...now...now they are gone.

I do believe that Hannah almost died and went to Heaven when John Robert broke a guitar string on ,as she says, "A nearly perfect rendition of 'Undone (Sweater Song)'" and had to borrow hers for over half of the set.

Only for Muse

iTunes: "Plug in Baby" by Muse
I am: Caffeinated

That time of year has come...yes the time of year when I ask for ridiculous items for my birthday in hopes of actually getting them (you can't see me right now but I am hysterically laughing at the thought).

To view my newly expanded Froogle Wish List of awesomeness click here or to view my wicked Amazon.com Wish List click here.

I pretty much own every Muse CD except for two, very rare, imports that will cost my soul plus tax to deliver to the states. It bugs me that I do not own all the CDs and the fact that I have to wait like 5 more months for a NEW Muse CD is driving me nuts.

I do believe there is some sort of rumor that when you collect all the Muse CDs Matthew Bellamy appears out of no where and says, "Congratulations. You are, The One." Naturally there is confetti, and balloons, and dancing, and bubbles, and Faygo, and a light switch rave breaks out and when that's all said and done Matthew asks me to accompany him on tour and be his best friend forever! I'm not sure if that's true or not but in my mind, that's how it happens.

Which on a side note: Andrew, you would not be invited on tour with us because you made fun of him. On that day, I believe it was Saturday, January 21, at 8:17 pm exactly, Matthew Bellamy died...just a little. Here is a picture of him dying.

Some of you might remember my list "Things I would do to get a NEW copy of Muse's Hullaballoo Soundtrack" well, this is my "Things I would do to get a NEW copy of Muse's Hyper Music"

• Eat only KFC for a whole month
• Watch Lindsay Lohan movies until my eyes bleed
• Make out with Rob Schneider
• Climb into an active Volcano
• Listen to Hillary Duff sing (nuff said)
• Sell my entire collection of Sandman graphic novels for a dollar
• Only see movies at the Campbell 16
• Stick my hand into boiling kettle cleaner
• lick barb wire
• Use my two least favorite words in a sentence every day of my life. I don't think it's necessary for me to state which words those are.
• Memorize the dictionary
• Consume cigarette ash
• Wear only yellow
• Tell Jake Lloyd he made Episode One a better movie
• Bathe in garbage juice for a week
• Buy tickets to and attend a Britney Spears concert
• Dye my hair 7 shades of green
• Shop at Hollister for the rest of my life
• drink 12 cups of pure Mt. Dew syrup
• Never speak of Ryan Reynolds again
  

in addition to all these things which I promised I would do if someone bought me "Hullaballoo Soundtrack" (which I now own by sheer fate), I would...

• listen to country music for 7 hours straight
• Give my Lord of the Rings poster to a small child with paint
  
• Break dance in the lobby of the Springfield 8
• Eat the fish sticks that are still in Andrew's freezer
• Eat a large bucket of popcorn with extra butter
• lick the inside of the FCB machine
  

Har har har. I'm a pirate!

Hm. Isn't it common etiquette that you don't curse in front of people that you've just met? Or is that something that only Christians try to do.

So yesterday I met this very nice girl in one of my classes. Very indie and very much a frosh (freshman). Anyway, as we're walking down the hall, attempting to make conversation she busts out with the "S-word". Not in some sort of tourettes way, but really, it wasn't called for. I could have sworn that there was some unwritten rule that says that cursing in front of new friends is forbidden.

This post can be related to planet Hoth, COLD!

I don't usually encourage the act of creating insults but it seems that I can no longer contain the urge. Ah yes, I remember sitting in Philosophy, writting down numerous and hillarious insults as liner notes in my notebook. Hm, maybe if I had been paying attention instead of dilly daddleing I may have gotten a better grade in that class. Nah.

Now to share:

• Cillan Murphy called. He wants his creepy demeanor back.
• Keep talking, hopefully someday something intelligent will come out of that pretty mouth of yours.
• You are definitely one fry short of a Happy Meal.
• Believe it or not, she can think without moving her lips.
• See, the wheel is turning but the hampster is dead.
• Is your job solely devoted to spreading ignorance or is that just something you do on the side?
• She's as pointless as a hankey...you sneeze...and...that's it.
• That tiny twinkle you just saw in her eyes is actually the sun shining right between her ears.
• David Justice called. He'd like his libido back.
• Unfortunately for you there is not vaccine against stupidity.
• Psh. You don't need to join Green Peace to help the Earth out. Just don't procreate!
• Seriously...her depth runs as deep as a parking lot puddle.
• Yeah, about as cultured as cow in the Louvre.
• You definitely got hit by the ugly stick and enjoyed it.
• Were you sick the day that God was handing out intelligence?
• (I actually read this somewhere but was tempted to use it) You could throw her in the river and skim ugly for two days!

Tonight

iTunes: "A Modern Myth" by 30 seconds to mars
I am: Full

Hannah and I check out this new coffee shop that opened up by me. Decent coffee. A little strong for my taste. I got a cappuccino, drank only half of it, and I'm still buzzing. I can still smell the coffee. Mmm...coffee.

I desperately want "The Film Snob*s Dictionary : An Essential Lexicon of Filmological Knowledge" for my birthday ::hint hint hint::. I have no intention on actually planning on receiving any birthday gifts though. People get me gifts? Hahahaha! THE IDEA IS RIDICULOUS IN ITSELF!! But if, by chance, someone does want to get me something other than this book, I suggest any sort of homestar runner merchandise (please ask what shirt size before you assume).