Friday, September 24, 2010

Oh, for the love of God...

SIX. That's how many spider's I (or Tristan at my request) have dealt with today. SIX! It's starting to get ridiculous. The centipedes haven't come around for a few days, but the spiders just popped up everywhere! Four of them were in my bathroom at my house (I seriously need to do something about that), and the other two were in my fibers class. Apparently that was good luck for the weavers, but I'd really, really like to be done with unnecessary bugs, okay?

I'm so glad this week is over. I need this weekend to recoup, but the weekend isn't really going to start until about 8 because I need to leave in just a few minutes for a show with my a cappella group. I'm hosting a party after the show, so I've spent a good portion of my day cleaning and baking. Everywhere I go smells like cinnamon and pumpkin. ^_^

All right, I'm headed out for now. Pray that I find no more spiders this weekend!

Thursday, September 16, 2010

My Day Was Better Than Yours

Okay, I know I complain a lot (mostly about sucky internet and centipedes), but let me recap real quick for you my day so you wonder at how awesome my life is sometimes.

I woke up at 8:30. This is "sleeping in" for me. I made breakfast, showered, read, had lunch, napped until I had to leave for my 1:30 class during which my professor's wife brought us brownies, went to my education class (which is about teaching art to elementary school kids) and because it's a Thursday, it's project day, so I spent half of that class making a papier-mache fantasy animal (mine's half walrus, half giraffe), and then I came home. I'm going to go grocery shopping, have dinner, and go to choir rehearsal for my a cappella group and then come home and go to bed because I don't have anything due in my two classes tomorrow.

Tomorrow, I'm going to go to my two favorite classes (one of which celebrates "Food Friday" every week with baked goods). When I get home, my roommates and I will celebrate "Cocktail Friday" (which is very similar to food friday, but with booze) with strawberry daquiris, and then I'm going to hang out with my boyfriend and probably watch movies at our friend's apartment. Saturday, we'll celebrate our one year anniversary.

I don't want to think about the work I'll have to do on Sunday, but I'm going to have a hell of a lot of fun getting there.

World, thank you for being awesome sometimes.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Broadway Would Love Me

Oooooh what a centipede MOOOOOOOrning!

Pleeease not a centipede daaaaaaaaaaaaaay...

I've got a horrible FEEEEEling

More bugs are comin' my way.


Worst. Musical. Ever.


I found another one of them in my shower this morning when I opened the curtain. At first I thought it was a silver fish, but by the time I'd grabbed a kleenex and closed in on the little bastard, I'd discovered the truth: a house centipede. See? That's how much I hate them; I'm willing to figure out species so I know what I'm up against. I mean, if i see a spider in my house, I just sqaush the little bugger. I don't care what kind of spider it is. This one is a special case. Here's a picture of one, and I've made it as small as possible, just to keep from creeping y'all out too badly.

I really hate them. Eugh. I blame you, Last Night's Rainstorm! I'm gonna go drown my sorrows in coffee and cookies and hashbrowns, because I'm a responsible, healthy adult. Yeah.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Monday Monday

You know what's great about having internet in your house that works? Not having to listen to the kid next to you in the library who doesn't realize that his music is way too freaking loud and that we can all hear it. Also, desktop computers have weird keyboards. Thankfully, we'll be getting real internet installed this week and we can stop using a server that takes 45 minutes to load a single page. Yeah, that's how dedicated I am to this blog (and/or the reason I've only updated, what, 10 times in a month?).

The wedding went really well this weekend! I was afraid that I'd be way too bitter to totally enjoy myself, but I managed to get past my neurosis and have a good time and everything was beautiful and the rest of the weekend at home was great, too.

All right, I'd love to be continuing this post now that I actually can with internet that doesn't suck, but I have work to do and should actually do it. Maybe I'll get back to this later. Ciao!

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

I love you, Labor Day

This weekend was fantastic, I so wish it could have continued for another day or two. Friday night, our friend Laura was in town and full of stories from spending her summer travelling solo across Europe. I think my favorite people were the Italian army captain who took her out for kebobs and gelato and the German tourist her friend met who was full of weird and awkward humor. I still get a kick out of thinking of that kid. To cap the night off right, we made apple crisp and watched Princess Bride. (Jill, Laura, and I ate the entire apple crisp by ourselves in the space of two hours. Never again. Eugh.)

The next morning, we threw a small breakfast party with our friend Dixie who'd had to leave early the night before and with Tristan, the aforementioned beau of mine. I have such a dnagerous addiction of hasbrowns. Dear whoever invented hashbrowns, thank you for making it socially acceptable for me to eat crumbly french fries for breakfast. You're my hero.

The rest of Saturday was spent lazing about with Tristan and playing videogames. Unfortuantely, I didn't think to pack my memory card with my PS2, so those many hours of Chrono Trigger are now lost to all time. But that's okay, it's not like I haven't gotten through the game a hundred times and it's not like I won't a hundred more. Hey, guess what my favorite videogame is!

Sunday was supposed to the "productive day." I ended up baking cookies, watching two movies at my house, making really, really yummy butternut squash risotto for dinner with Tristan, and then going to Jeremy's to watch Whose Line Is It Anyway? and the entire works of Shakespeare in about an hour and a half. The Shakespeare thing was hilarious and I urge all of you (especially those who don't enjoy his work) to watch it. At some point during Whose Line, Tristan and I decided that we should out for pancakes and other breakfast foods that night, but the only late-night diner in town was closed. =( It was very sad.

It was closed again on Monday night (after I spent nearly four hours playing FFIV with no possibility of saving), so we went to Walmart and just got stuff to make our own breakfast party and stayed up till 1 making pancakes and eggs and hashbrowns. Best. Night. Ever. (Did I mention I love hashbrowns?)

But now it's back to real life and classes and being covered in rock dust and reading books with big words in them and glancing wistfully at the PS2. But now, I'm off! My a cappella group is having an info meeting tonight about auditions, and an insane number of people have signed up for info already. This could turn out to be an interesting season. Ciao!

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Don't Talk About Rock Carving

I have discovered the first rule of rock carving: Don't wear a low cut shirt. Do have any idea how frustrating and awkward it is to sit through a two hour lecture while you've got sand and tiny rocks in your bra? Holy freaking crap. Never again.

Also, homemade apple sauce is the best. Unfortuantely, I didn't really get to eat it. I promised my fibers class (like printing on fabric and learning to draw with a sewing machine) that I would bring cookies for Food Friday, and I went to the grocery store to get the stuff I'd need to bake, and realized when I got home that I'm out of butter. It was even on the stupid list. Augh. I didn't feel like going all the way back to the store just for butter, so I dug out my one cookie recipe that doesn't call for butter. It does, however, call for applesauce. I did not have applesauce, but I had apples and cinnamon and a whole night to kill, so I made some crazy delicious applesauce and then amazing moist apple-y cookies. Then I helped Jill and our friend Jer paint a huge poster for the swing dancing team.

Also also, I am horrendously domestic. It's 10:30 at night, and I've just finished sweeping and washing all the floors in my house. Just because. Well, they were dirty (especially the kitchen), but that activity always struck me more as a "I'm going to spend all of Saturday morning cleaning this dump" kind of thing rather than a "it's Thursday night and I have nothing better to do while I watch Elf" type thing. Whatevs.

Also also also, my a cappella group is going to be putting out a new CD (hopefully!)!!! I'm pretty darn stoked to start recording.

I (almost completely) apologize for the moroseness of yesterday's post. It was just one of those days, you know?

It's not me, it's definitely you

You know what, Life? Sometimes, you suck. First, you gank my major and I have to find a new one, then you fill my house with spiders and centipedes that I have to kill (there have been more bugs than days this week), then that stupid rat of a dog is pooping in my yard again, and THEN, you planetary tramp, you leave my dad without the job he's ALREADY BEEN TRAINING FOR with NO warning whatsoever.

We're not friends anymore. Don't bother calling me.