Spring break baby
02.27.03
At this time next week I...well, I won't be done with classes and sitting in sunny LA, but I'll be pretty damn near it. Next Saturday I hop on a plane and get to leave my winter coats and sweaters behind. I'm staying with my uncle, who I'll probably be moving in with when it comes time to go to law school.
Hopefully during that week I'll be able to make it up to San Fran to wreck some havoc on unsuspecting bystanders with Melantha and Mr. Dot. I've been making a list of restaurants that I want to go to while I'm there (In and Out, multiple times. :D), my uncle doesn't cook. Ever. Which is fine by me. There are too many yummy places to go to anyways.
04:11 PM [link]
Winter sucks
02.25.03
I'm so sick. I'm sick of the snow. I'm sick of the cold. I'm sick of whoever's in charge of clearing the campus' sidewalks not doing their job. I'm sick of tripping on ice and trudging through snow on my way to class. I'm sick of the wind. I'm sick of walking into a building and sliding on the wet floors because of all the snow people have tracked in. I'm so not a snow bunny.
Here's my warning of the week: don't eat those breaded frozen fish filet things. We had three boxes of it in the sorority house freezer, so I decided to make some. Two hours later, I'm wondering if I should make myself puke to get it out of my stomach. WHY didn't I choose a bagel instead...?
11:03 PM [link]
Uncle Jesse?
02.24.03
My roommate sends me the weirdest links. Today's is www.wwujd.com. Whoever made this page is bizarre. Whoever paid money for this domain name is bizarre. For some reason, everything my roommate sends me to has something to do with David Hasslehoff. I can't believe some people think he's cool.
02:05 AM [link]
Avril fans, eh?
02.21.03
I can't believe that the number one post people still comment on is the third post I ever made. That was six months ago. You people crack me up. How do you even FIND it? I'll bet you come to my site searching for "Avril Lavigne noodie pixs" or something like that. God, by typing that, I'm opening myself up to more psychos who Google. The average age of people who comment on blog entry #3 is about 14, it seems. Check it out, it's quite a laugh.
09:41 PM [link]
Hamster fun
02.21.03
Why do hamsters like to dive bomb out of your hands to the floor three feet below? Sometimes I think they think they have wings. Whenever I take Teddy out of the cage and play with him, as soon as I put him back in, Lucky is literately climbing all over him and smelling him, trying to figure out where he went or something.
Speaking of dive bombing hamsters, back when I was 11, my sister (who would have been 6 at the time) and her friend took my hamster out to play with, and somehow hurt it so that it didn't have the use of his back legs anymore. I absolutely freaked out, but the hamster lived for another year and a half, dragging his hind legs behind him. I actually took him to the vet (picture 11-year-old me sobbing while holding the hamster up to the vet's face), but there wasn't anything we could do for him. Over time, he got some use of them back, and was always a completely happy hamster. It was sad, because when he got to the ancient hamster age of 2, he stopped moving around much at all for a few weeks, and his back legs basically deteriorated.
I love hamsters. I'm such a little kid sometimes. :)
02:14 AM [link]
Philosophy crap
02.19.03
Well, I finally went to Philosophy for the first time in a month, and it royally pissed me off. The prof was discussing this article written by a guy who thinks we need to get rid of plea bargaining and make every single case go to trial. Both the prof and the guy who wrote the article made me nearly scream, because they were so utterly ignorant of WHY we use plea bargaining and HOW the criminal justice system works. The prof was going on about how mass murderers are getting off with probation because they plead guilty to a misdemeanor, and how hundreds and thousands of innocent people are pleading guilty to lesser offenses because they don't think they can prove they're innocent in a trial. God, the largest jails in the country already have people sitting in them for a year awaiting trial, could you imagine what would happen if every single case had to go to trial? I'd leave the country.
Anyone see the end of the Bachelorette? I avoid chick flicks to stay away from that sappy romance stuff, I don't need it creeping into my television too. All that crap about, "You are my heart and my soul and you are the man I've been dreaming of since I was a little girl." Honestly now, let's be realistic. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is much more realistic. Your first love? Turns evil and kills people, and then you have to send him to hell. Your college boyfriend? Gets his thrills by letting a vampire woman suck on him and then flies off to South America in a helicopter and marries to someone else.
Not looking forward to this being the last season of that show. *sighs*
10:24 PM [link]
Make the snow stop
02.16.03
So I never got around to posting a Valentine's Day horror song on Friday, my apologies. I've been having fun in the snow. Well, "fun" is the wrong word. It started Friday night and it hasn't stopped since then. We have about 7-8 inches right now, and they're saying we might get double that. I got stuck in the driveway twice yesterday and did a 180 on a patch of ice while I was out. Ironically, it was on the same road Shannon had her ice-induced accident on a few weeks ago. Moral of the story is: stay the hell away from Tuller Road when it's snowing. My parents are on the plane on their way back from Las Vegas as I type, and I really hope that the plane is able to land.
The good news is my uncle confirmed that he got my plane ticket to Los Angeles for spring break. Too bad that's twenty-something days away.
03:06 PM [link]
Crappy web page?!
02.13.03
Someone found my webpage by searching for "crappy web page." Crappy?! My page?! I am hereby insulted and demand an apology.
In strange news, my parents, who are currently in Las Vegas, decided to get married this afternoon in the Little White Chapel, or whatever it's called. Is that legal to get married twice, without a divorce or other severance of the original vows? Especially on a whim influenced by casinos and fake Elvises? This leads me to decide that I'm going to get married to the same man every five years. Not a Vegas wedding, but a big formal affair. Why? The presents, of course. Have you seen the crap that brides get?
People who have heard me talk about one of my ex's will find this amusing: My crime prevention professor said today, "Does rehab work for everyone? No. Joe the axe murderer over here has no CHANCE of being rehabilitated." I am smugly satisfied that other people besides me realize that he's psychotic.
Yes, my friends, the primary function my ex's serve is to be my punching bag.
04:30 PM [link]
Morbid V-Day part 4
02.13.03
Thursday's morbid love song is a different example of love gone wrong. It's taken from NSync's "I'll Never Stop" (which explains the strangeness of the lyrics)
I will never stop
Until you're mine
I can wait forever, till the end of time
Cause my heart is in your hands
Don't you understand
I'll never stop
How could I ever
When my heart is in your hands
And I know, baby there is no turning back
They say that I'm crazy
And I kind of understand
How I wish for this nightmare to end
See, love has made this person go CRAZY. He's turned into a STALKER. He's waiting until the end of time? Does he have any idea how long that is? HE wishes for this nightmare to end? I'm sure that the woman he's stalking is HAVING nightmares about finding him outside her house when she tries to go out to buy groceries or something. What can we surmise from this? Love = bad. Love = turns you into a homicidal maniac. Stay away, kids. Stay away.
01:20 AM [link]
Flicked off by a fireman
02.12.03
What is up with all those AIM spams from girls wanting you to look at them strip on webcams? They're all identical; it's like all the amateur porn queens of the world got together at a convention and put together a list of rules..."Okay, now make sure that your screenname is a female name followed by a dozen numbers, make sure you use exactly one winky face in the body of your message, and make sure they know you're lonely." Because that's exactly what I do when I'm lonely: strip.
If your name is Mr. Dot and you've been flicked off by a fireman, please call me and explain how your car got BOOMed.
04:05 AM [link]
Morbid V-Day part 3
02.12.03
Day three of my bitterness. There IS a reason why Valentine's Day is in the blustery month of February, and not in the summer.
The moon is full and my arms are empty
All night long I've pleaded and cried
You always said the day that you would leave me
Would be a cold day in July
Your bags are packed not a word is spoken
I guess we said everything with good-bye
Time moves so slow and promises get broken
On this cold day in July
See, all those cute little things you tell your beloved are a LIE. So the next time you hear, "You'll always be my baby" or "Wild buffalo couldn't keep me from you", be aware that there's a clause at the end of that that says, "UNLESS there's a nubile, tan, blonde girl who just winked at me, in that case the above is null and void."
I know, I know, you all love me so very much.
I've decided my Valentine's Day present to myself (hey, SOMEONE has to get me one) will be the Rent soundtrack. Or maybe Empire Records on DVD. Or maybe both. Hee hee hee...
02:56 AM [link]
Morbid V-Day part 2
02.11.03
And I bring to you Tuesday's depressing Valentine's-Day-Week lyrics:
From Amber's "If You Could Read My Mind" (or rather Gordon Lightfoot's, but I like Amber's version better)
If you could read my mind love
What a tale my thoughts would tell
Just like a paperback novel
The kind that drugstores sell
When you reach the part where the heartache comes
The hero would be you but
Heroes often fail
SEE? Heroes FAIL. How's that for a depressing thought? Next time you call your smoochy honey bunny your Knight In Shining Armor, you REMEMBER that. Hear me?
12:55 AM [link]
Morbid V-Day part 1
02.10.03
To celebrate this week that ends in my favorite holiday (that's sarcasm, mind you), I'm posting lyrics about love gone wrong each day. This is a reminder for those happy, happy couples that for each one of you, there are five people who hate you and your stupid public displays of affection. Enjoy.
Today's lyric comes from Faith Hill's "This Kiss". Nevermind that the song is actually about happiness
Cinderella said to Snow White
How does love get so off course?
All I wanted was a white knight
With a good heart, soft touch, fast horse
See, here the fairytale princesses are mocking fairytale true love! If their happily ever after falls apart, what's expected for the rest of us?
10:35 PM [link]
Decisions, decisions...
02.10.03
I can't make up my mind. Do I go to philosophy today or do I not? I have 45 minutes to decide. I haven't been to class the last three times, which made me decide I was going to go today. But just now I looked out the window and saw huge flakes of snow coming down...well, going sideways, really. There's never a lack of fierce wind here in Bowling Green, Ohio.
Pros for going to philosophy:
1. I haven't been for the last week
2. I like to look like a dedicated student
Cons for going to philosophy
1. It's on the other side of campus, which is a long walk
2. It's snowing something fierce, which makes that walk very unpleasant
3. The professor doesn't take attendance (he didn't even on the first day to see who everyone was)
4. It's sooooo boring, and the professor talks the entire time without letting us debate things.
5. The professor is long-winded and enjoys dramatic pauses to make and re-make his points.
Oh look, more cons than pros. I guess that means I'm staying in.
[Later]
It stopped snowing in time, but the damage was already done. Besides, I was on the phone with my dad at the time I would have needed to leave. Okay, okay, I admit it, I'm a slacker. Go ahead and shake your finger at me.
Funny story that, about being on the phone with my dad...my credit card sends a rebate check based on how much you spend, and my dad opened up the bill and thought it was a scam to get me to make a cash advance, so he ripped it up and threw it away. I called to have them reissue another one after he found out it was a legit check, and they said it'd been cashed already. Spend a half hour in a conference call with my dad and the credit card company trying to get that straightened out. All this fuss over $9.
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03:36 PM [link]
Sister's driving!
02.08.03
Today I get a phone call:
My sister: "Hi Brooke! Guess what I'm doing right now?"
My fifteen year old sister was behind the wheel of a car for the first time. My heart nearly quit working. I guess this is to prepare me for when, four months from now, she gets her temps. She was driving around an empty parking lot with my mother in the passenger seat going, "Slow down! Slow down!" When I asked my mom how fast Lindsay was going, she said "Not even five miles per hour."
My dad did the same thing with me, but he started much younger. I was about 13 the first time he pulled into a parking lot and suggested I try my hand at it. Of course, the first time I did, we were driving his stick-shift Miata, and the clutch and everything had me so confused I threw up my hands and decided that this driving thing was way too complicated.
For those of you gasping at the idea of a thirteen year old behind the wheel, I was a thirteen year old comparable to Hermione from Harry Potter. Think serious, bossy (I still get teased for how bossy I was...am...), and too brainy for my own good.
02:20 PM [link]
Technology fools
02.04.03
I have absolutely NO patience for people who just don't know how to use computers. Especially when they're in the 35-years-old-and-under crowd. Watching my Crime Prevention prof struggle with going to a webpage and operating the laptop that was connected to the projector made me want to scream in frustration. And when he tells us, "I'm hopeless when it comes to this technology stuff, I just can't do it," I wanted to hit him over and over with a brick.
Dude, we live in a technologically advanced era. If you can't handle typing in a URL and navigating a webpage, you SUCK. You need to LEARN.
It's not even like he's old and set in his ways. I'm estimating that he's about 35, definitely not older. It reminds me of when I had to do a group project with three girls in my stats class, and we had to type up our report. All three of the girls were like, "I am SO bad with computers, you better not let me do anything on it." It's almost like it's a COOL thing to say, like it's a FAD. "Oh, I'm not good with computers, I can't type very well, I don't know what all the buttons do."
Of course, I'm the girl who was typing up things for her dad's work at the age of 8 or so, but STILL. There is NO EXCUSE for being computer-illiterate these days, ESPECIALLY if you are a college student.
By the way, the laptop my Crime Prevention prof was using had Netscape 4.0 on it. *throws a hissy fit* WE ARE UP TO NETSCAPE 7.0 NOW. PLEASE UPGRADE ONCE EVERY FEW YEARS. THANKS. (I won't even get into my "WHY are you using Netscape?" tirade)
04:22 PM [link]
Poor hamsters
02.02.03
I feel so bad for my old hamsters; during the time I was 7-15, I had four different hamsters, and they were all obsessed with climbing to the top of the cage and trying to gnaw their way out. After watching the two hamsters I currently have live together very contently without any escape attempts, I realized that my old hamsters were just lonely and bored. The ones I have right now are so cute, they're father and son, and they love running in the wheel together side by side. Sometimes the son stops running and the dad keeps going, and the son goes around in a full circle.
I've been on a vocal trance/dance music kick lately. Current favorites are:
Erika - Relations
Wendy Philips - Stay (Airscape Mix)
Becca - You Make Me Feel
Fragma - Just Like A Teardrop
11:28 PM [link]
Stupid library policies
02.01.03
Today I encountered one of the stupidest library policies ever.
I had two books that I had already renewed, but hadn't read yet. I was halfway through one and still needed to read the other. They were due today, so I took them to the library and asked the librarian at the checkout desk if I could check them back in and then take them out again (when you renew, they only let you do it once). I didn't think there'd be a problem, because according to the online catalogue, there were about 8 other copies of each book in various branches around town, which means no one was waiting for me to return it so they could read it.
Her answer: No. Why? Because it's a "browsing library" and they expect the books back after two months, BUT I could reserve another copy right now and have them send it in from another branch. I felt like hitting her over the head with the books. WHY go through the trouble of bringing in an IDENTICAL copy from another library and sending the one I'd returned to its home library when you could just give me the one I had back? It just defied all logic. I wouldn't even mind so much if I wasn't going back up to school tomorrow and won't be able to get the books until I come home next.
10:31 PM [link]