Since yesterday, I've been completely engrossed in a new novel I picked up at the library titled The Queen of the Big Time. It's a silly little love story of an Italian-American girl who in the process of facing hardships finds her significant other(s). I'm always a sucker for a good love story. So if you've read any good fiction books, feel free to reccomend some.

A few people on the Hnet boards, people are like, "THANK GOD HANSON IS SAFE!" It's pretty pathetic that when a huge natural disater like this tsunami hits, and all some fans can think about is how Hanson just missed it by a couple of weeks. I always pass by the tsunami warning sign at the docks in Florence and chuckle because a huge wave crashing down on the town seems so unrealistic.

The other day I got to thinking that I'm reall smart in my subconcious haha. It sounds funny, but I think of the most ingenious things while being half-awake and half-asleep. Random things will pop into my mind, like a French word that I suddenly knowing the meaning of, or the answer to a test questions I couldn't think of, or recollections of a memory long forgotten. Most likely, many of us could prosper while in this state. But there would have to be some kind of catch, like a crazy machine strapped to your left pinky so you could fully function. While I'm fulling awake it feels like there is something mentally holding me back, but in this half-aware dream land I feel no boundries. That reminds me of our ecstasy project Freshman year hahaha. "You e-tard!"

Something you should not try at home:
Burning your tongue on hot soup. Eating uncomfortably the whole day. Absent-mindedly forgetting your burned taste buds and brushing your tongue before bed (even with a "soft" toothbrush). Waking up the next day to the same condition. This leads to pain.

My closet is yearning for a new pair of jeans. Actually I am but hehe, it's easier to blame it on the closet. I am the jean queen. Although not so much lately because I've stopped wearing a select few. SO that means there is only 22345872394 left to wear! Gah. And that just isn't healthy. I need at least 29347 more.

I always assumed that in Mad TV's Rusty skit, the Zimas he would drink were fictional. But I saw them at Safeway haha. Safeway-The Safe Way To Go.

Updates: Added a new section called "Listening Pleasures"--has a whole bunch of banners from artists that I enjoy and support...and you should too.

Happy belated Bday Ryan!

I'm slightly congested right now. And the funny part is, I got mustard on my Kleenex earlier, so it looks like some really rancid yellow boogers.

My OSU applications is going well. But what has been the most challenging part of my life? How did I over come it? I don't freaking know. I haven't lived enough to know that yet. I haven't faced any extremely drastic challenges. Gah. *bangs head on tropical parrot mouse pad* I'm more or less picky and OSU seems like my best bet. But it seems conservative to fill out just one application. I think my answer lies in watching the sugar plum faeries dance in my head and a good day of Paul Walker butt shots. Which reminds me of yesterday when I heard a little girl say "I think it's fine when little boys model underwear but when grown men do it, it's just disgusting!" Lmfao.

Welcome our new affiliate Mattie! I've also strategically been updating "LJ Icons". So look back in that section every now and then to see some new shhtuff.

An early Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! :)

Edit // Just send out my Holiday email. If you didn't get it for some reason or another, the graphic can be found here.

I recently discovered that I can twist my lips at a diagonal angle, like this, except at a more extreme level (thank you Isaac Hanson for the example).

Volunteering at Toys for Tots was um, interesting. Katie and I stacked toys on shelves for three hours. The incompetence of some of the workers was quite annoying. They kept giving us conflicting information. "Stay behind the shelves! *grumble" "Oh no, please give out toys. Feel free to go in front of the shelves." Idiots. The Marines helping at the event were so young...and short haha. I was taller than a lot of them. Humph. I like being tall. It used to be that I was ashamed for being tall but now I embrace it because well, I can reach things. buwhaha. Noo just kidding. It gives me more presence and confidence (meaning confidence level is at 3. Anyone know where I can find some confidence. Anyone? Anyone?). And I have a larger chance to work my sex on you while you shroud in my wrath *menacing laughter*. Erh *looks around nervously*. Anyway.

I'm getting sick. YAY. Oh holy poop on a shhhtick. I forgot about the nice Toys for Tots perk, a free Nine West purse. Those babies are spendy too.

I feel like getting on a catwalk, strutting my stuff to some outlandish techno beats, and wearing a magnificently expensive outfit that no one in the world would be dumb enough to wear. The best part of waking up is Folgers’ in your cup.

Alex and Ryan: I ridiculously love you two. Now go put on your Depend underwear before another feeling gets hurt (or fecal matter unleashed hahaha that sounds like the name of a really bad horror movie).

For starters, this might be short because I kind of have to go poop.

This morning was one of those mornings where your bed is so comfortable and warm that it feels illegal to get up. My fuzzy blanket and feathered mattress cover (haha) were delectably divine. It's so difficult to bring myself into morning mode so close to "Winter Break". Each year I always make New Year's Resolutions, but this year I decided that I won't. Partly due to that fact that I never achieve any of them and end up feeling crummy about my laziness/procrastination. Also, it would be nice to make a list of accomplishments that I never set out to do, but did anyway. Over the past couple of years I've noticed how my work ethic has tunneled through a downward spiral. I used to be driven and (more) naive. I'm not really sure how that happened. But that is besides to point. Last night I was listening to Loveline, and Adam Corolla commented on how instead of thinking about the failures that you might encounter while doing something, "just do it". Obviously this had been said before (thank you Nike) but I guess it never processed in my brain. So yes folks, I will now be "just doing it"! GAAAA I just made myself a resolution. Doh. Stupid me.


Ooh Shopko had 10 different Orlando Bloom posters. I got distracted while shopping for a gingerbread men cookie cutter, kind of like a crow that sees shiny metal. Do you know how hard those are to find, by the way? My mom and I went to 5 different stores. How hard is it to stock up on gingerbread men cutters? My gosh.

After much consideration to make my Holiday graphic general (which will be emailed out shortly), I realized that I used a Christmas ornament picture haha...Okay, it wasn't that funny but slightly ironic.

To my commenters (how I love thee):
Ryan-*hits you with a spatula* Update! The same problem strikes me a lot too. So I take back the spatula hitting haha.
Alex-Do you know how good that made me feel? Meh, you are da best. *hands you a pink banana* Fake Xmas trees aren't fun. Do you guys have that tree spray made to imitate the real sent? haha Those crack me up. This is so cliché, but the #1 thing on my list is probably real, warm, love (and happiness). lmfao Buuuut if that didn't work out, loads of money so I could get a short-lived happy spending rush. Which then would make me feel worse off, so maybe not. Actually I would like to know what to do/be in life for a career. But if you are talking materialistically, then falling into a huge tub of fudge would be kind of fun-every so slightly warm and creamy...perfect for water ballet and stylistic dives. This is turning into a much longer answer than needed! lol

I haven't been feeling very happy with myself lately. My attitude with school, emotions, thoughts and body quite frankly suck. I'm disappointed because I'm doing this to myself and also because I don't know why. I'll never be able to figure my brain out. But that would be humanly impossible because you can never be smarter than your brain and if you were that means that you weren't really you and then...Well anyway, I must dig myself out of this rut.

My lit teacher is so fucked up (she is still bothering me, and will continue to all year). Every class she talks about some passage in literature symbolizing sex. It is good to talk about it every now and then because as a society we need to be more open. But it is getting to the point where it's creepy. For example, in the book "The Metamorphosis" she said "the apples that Gregor's father is throwing at Gregor symbolizes testicles, and the cane that he hits him with also represents a penis, where then anal penetration between son and father is hinted." Uhhh? It was totally random and so off course from anything that was happening in the book. She goes to great lengths to mention something sexual each day. Her "attempts" are so far fetched and/or unncessary we are sitting there looking at her like retards. Katie and I were saying next class we should ask something of the likes of, "So, since Gregor is kind of long and hard and also has a head, is he a penis? And does the couch he lies under represent female genitalia? Is he having relations with the couch?!" She also has horrible anger management problems and exerts signs of an abuser. This woman should not be teaching.

In other news, we got our Christmas tree today! :) I already know what one of my "surprises" is. I walked in on my mom wrapping it haha. Nice mom, nice. But it will be a surprise for you, ha!

Plugs: Ryan & April (Oh and Ryan, the story of the Ladies Club is for another day).
Nice eye goodies: 1 2

New layout featuring the handsome Jude Law. Comments are gladly accepted. If the face scares you just scroll down, you ninnie! I was invited to see "Closer" with the Ladies Club (don't ask) tonight, but declined.

My room is clean and smells quite nice. Candles are a gift from the heavens. Looking at my leaning Tower of Pisa CD collection reminds me not only that I need to get a new CD rack, but I need to figure out how to take a song from a DVD and transfer it into iTunes, all while maintaining the quality. Take for example, Hanson's "Rip It Up" on "Underneath Acoutic Live". That is JUST an example and would nevvvverrr pirate Hanson music *cough, gag, choke*. Erm. Sooo if you have any knowledge in this area, it would be greatly appreciated.

The Nation Geographic Channel aired a program tonight on the Egyptian Pyramids. They had discovered hundreds of bakeries outlining the pyramids and the narrator commented, "While it was obvious they were not a colony of bread worshipers..." Lmfao. *bows down to bread* "Oh bread, how art thou special. Oh so delicious and wonderful. No doubt the bread of life. *bows down again and commences a series of hmmm's*. Note to self: Start a bread worshiping colony as soon as possible.