did you guys know that you can charge aol to your parents phone bill. it's amazing. really it's a free trial and they'll never know. horrible child, right here(points to self). my mother and sister went shopping at 7 this morning. still aren't back. holly called me from shopping hell. poor thing. the house is very weird. the walls are gone. freaky. there really is nothing happening here, so i won't bore you. although as annie heard last night there are very cool lights under the cabinets. all the cabinets. it's amazing.

off to NH tomorrow. no more blogging till sunday. have lovely thanksgivings all of you!

elvisngrcelnd: ruinization, is this a word?
IdiotProdigy: we're not sure
elvisngrcelnd: some girl in my india class said it and i
think it's not a word and it' been frustrating me all day
IdiotProdigy: you should look it up
elvisngrcelnd: she could have just said ruin,
it caused his ruin not his ruinization
elvisngrcelnd: ugh
IdiotProdigy: 20 minutes til french
elvisngrcelnd: will french be your ruinization
IdiotProdigy: 20 minutes til doom
IdiotProdigy: it might

oh the healing power of kittens!

fucking capitalone thinks i'm past due. do we think this is true. no. there is no one on earth more anal about paying bills than me. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

done two essays. desperation is certainly helpful to the overall speed of writing essays.

took a nap, don't want to write essays. don't care so much about essays. i'm very irrational when i sleep. i actually had a dream that i was writing and it screwed me up. i feel like i shouldn't have to write that essay again. life sucks.

we don't know why everyone is always at sheetz. why are we always at sheetz. we must look inside ourselves for the truth.

tiny little emotional breakdown this evening. very small. completely over. did have a lovely sunset. so the evening's balance sheet is well on the happy side. i'm half done my detested history take home. i'm like 5 weeks ahead, it's impressive.

uhhh...another russian history exam. i have exactly twelve hours. hmmm

guess who's downloading a bunch of monsoon wedding songs. guess what we're going to listen to in the car for 8 hours. YAY!!!

elvisngrcelnd: ice cream....mmmmm
Doublejdesigns: *rolls eyes*
elvisngrcelnd: i'm distracting myself
Doublejdesigns: i hadn't noticed
elvisngrcelnd: haha
elvisngrcelnd: i really don't need ice cream
elvisngrcelnd: i'm already screwed up
Doublejdesigns: you need something

i couldn't make myself go in. what the hell?

i smell like raspberries today. i'm not really thrilled about this, but i have to because holly's mom gave me this rapsberry bath deal when we graduated and i just occured to me that that was like 4 years ago. so out of homage to holly's mom i smell like raspberries. i think she got one for everybody...i wonder if grandmastahphris also smells like raspberries lately. my mother bought everyone a brita filter deal. she really bought like 20 and was handing them out to all of my friends that were going to school. like filtered water is going to make or break us at college. it is just so like my mom to think that way. i am off to study. must find resources or atleast pretend resources for my culture of india paper. i'm going by myself. i'm giong to be very distracted. what no one realizes about me is that i distract myself way more than anyone else. i'm a terrible influence on myself. i'll probably go for a bit of a drive, then back up to borders. and then as soon as i've found sources i'll decide i have to be somewhere else and leave. i drive myself INSANE.

it's 9 am and amy is awake. why is it that amy's wake up so early when it's a weekend.

so i evaded the ra's for a whole week. yay for me. being at the piercing place makes me want more piercings and things. i'm ready for bed. kirsten!!! ani will be in harrisburg in march. check it out and i'll go with ya. what to do. i could do my geography but really people, we know i won't. so why not just go to bed and awake refreshed tomorrow. i think it's a plan. amy the mas got a friend for limbo today. she's sore. awwww. so sad. i feel like saying more but i just don't know what.

if cars could burn whale blubber i would so buy you one kirsten. on my high interest credit card that is sucking away my soul like those cute little winterized pooh toys at the disney store. "mastercard gold bought the national soul" more of that woman speaking poetry which annie and the kirsten love so much. i really don't love hearing her either, except that that poem is just so roarrrr. ya know. kirsten and i are debating going to our culture of india class. we really should go. we're going. we really should. ok. it's settled. we might go.

for kristen null and void: don't you wish you could be watching tv while eating fast food meat and talking on a cell phone in your suburban attack vehicle all by yourself?

does anyone think my blogs have become some very complicated to do list? i do. how awful to have to read about what amy should be doing instead of blogging. it's really a chronical of failures. how depressing.

trying to decide what to wear for ominous photoshoot. yikes.

so i wake up this morning after like 10 hours of sleeping and there's this paper under my door. i think...that's my mom's handwriting. it's a list of folks registering for something...how very odd. so i stand there naked with my shower things thinking i'm going insane because this paper so frequently seen in my house has now invaded my dorm room. i decide that it couldn't possibly be my mother who would have written this paper and left it under my door because that's impossible. i open my door and sure enough my mother sent a piece of paper accidentally with my senior ad for yearbook and lea left it under my door for her. somehow i am not at all surprised.

morning all. i missed russian history. so sad. weep. sob.

morning all. i missed russian history. so sad. weep. sob.

number of hair products amy has used today: 4 Number of bobbypins used to tame highly coated mane: 2 Likelihood that amy will revert to emergency hat status: 6 (from a 1-10 scale) Concern amy has for the concern she has placed on her hair this morning: 8 (from a 1-10 scale)

manda the poohbear helped me figure out my computer today, now i can make my own cd's. I'm to be called jamMasterA from now on.

i'm at the libeary preparing to recommence work on the dreaded russian history take home when i realize that microsoft works doesn't work with microsoft word. who knew thousands of dollars of machinery could be so worthless.

i erased the train deal because it was idiotic. i really liked it last night, but that's part of the problem methinks

"he lost his whole family, it's not like they're missing, or left at home, they're dead" "I'd have cried if they killed the dog" Laure and kirsten on the road to perdition

i put on old glasses to help me find my new glasses but i still can't find my new glasses so i'm wearing my old glasses. hmph

that was such a negative blog, i totally forgot about the good news i got today. my drivel got a b+. a b+, is that not amazing? dr. L must really be feeling sorry for me.

all of hood college was in walmart this evening. buying various types of plastic underwear. tres weird. sarah, sarah crocket, queen of the wild frontier...

hey, i almost forgot about my cultures of india exam. i don't know a damn thing that's going to be on that exam. and i'm starting to feel REALLY guilty about dr.L's take home. also because we got a new one and i lost it already. if i were him, i'd so give me a zero. i want a zero. oh well. awaiting the dreaded hall meeting. kirsten and i tried to stay out late and miss it but we couldn't. we are non-rule breakers and it just can't be helped.

and yes i do think dykey is a word

i went on a nice drive to harper's ferry. i meant to go to the libeary afterwards, but i remembered i had to make hotel arrangements for the family for graduation. there are several problems with this. 1) she didn't tell me when she wants to come 2) she didn't tell me who's coming, and 3) i don't think i have a third but you have to have three things right??? so i guess i have to call the house. and see. hmmm.

so i have an internship, in collections, at the civil war medicine museum. YAY. i'm excited. now i have to find the god forsooked paperwork. whoopsy..i wonder there it could be. life would be good if i didn't have so many assignments overdue. shucks. it's so hot in here i might wilt like some oxygen deprived debutante.

hod a very interesting evening with lots of folks in the room. burning cds, having the slowest moving pillow fight known to man, you know, good fun. meanwhile i called my mother who chooses to watch "monk" over talking to me. she wanted me to put it on so we could watch it together. weird. atleast she didn't put the phone down to watch it and forget to say goodbye to me. sheesh

went to kirstens house today. her sister is funny, and so is her mom. in fact they're all funny and it was lovely. we had a very nice dinner at Paradiso (ooooooh) and the scenery was very beautiful. falls colors and such. I hope there's time this weekend for an adventure while the world is still colorful. I really should be working on my ind. study deal but i realized that i only have four sources that are viable. although i could use the thirty million books i got out of the library. hmmm. perhaps it will get done tonight. wish me luck.

my blog has really become a tribute to sarah. it's the ultimate will. but anyway there are deep thoughts to blog, or something. it has come to my attention that time here is passing very quickly. does everyone remember like 2nd grade when every day was an eternity. half an hour in the car was like the longest time expanse of your whole life. that doesn't really make any sense but i'm gonna roll with it. i'm feeling like everything is so fleeting. assignments, phone calls, i have no basis for real time anymore. this worries me but i'm so very blesses in my life. i really am. i screw up all over the place and yet everything goes my way. why am i so lucky? i just don't understand it. I have always tried to figure out my place in the world, in my family, in life, i spend so much time wondering why i'm here. i've gotten over that. i don't want to plan my whole life right now. i just want to let life unfold because there is a plan for me out there and it will unveil itself to me when i am ready to act on it. no more worrying about time.

and also, it is hot like fire in here

i just registered for the LAST time. what a moment.

life with sarah = soft fuzzy war zone. what's wrong with that i ask you. ps, i'm way more violent with poohbear and you should be glad that you weren't stuck in the middle of that shit hiding behind Lois god bless her soul.

i heard she put a candle in her deal

"sarah, why are you screaming?"..."the handy dandy bowl shape of the spoon jettisoned some water toward my crotch" "right there!"sarah mewis ladies and gentlemen.

So i was just thinking about how sarah and i spend most of our time talking about the ferret in her ass and i thought about the time i thought she had class. you know what sarah, that was 1999!

Doublejdesigns: oh...that should be fun....be careful...don't get hit by a car
Doublejdesigns: or mugged
elvisngrcelnd: i almost never do
Doublejdesigns: what...get mugged or hit by a car?
elvisngrcelnd: either
Doublejdesigns: that's good to hear
Doublejdesigns: have had both happen...not a fun experience
Doublejdesigns: granted the car was in park...it still hurt
elvisngrcelnd: you hit a car then
Doublejdesigns: no...it hit me
elvisngrcelnd: in park?
Doublejdesigns: jumped right out in front of me
elvisngrcelnd: explain
Doublejdesigns: i was riding my bike down a pretty steep hill...and i got going to fast....and i couldn't stop and the car was right where i needed to go...and the thing hit me
Doublejdesigns: i went up over the hood and down the other side...i had no skin left on my face and hands
Doublejdesigns: and i jammed all my fingers
elvisngrcelnd: ouchy
Doublejdesigns: yeah...i was like 7

kirsten told me the best story today, a story that is the quintessential kirsten. kirsten wolle was a flower girl when she was a little girl but she refused to throw the petals because she didn't want anyone to step on them. maybe every child does this but this just reassures me that kirsten wolle is ahimsa and always has been.

good afternoon sarah. i was sort of sleeping. thankyou for your comment, i do feel lobotomized. so perceptive. uhhh....irritation...swelling....ointment.....2-3 weeks. Sorry your chow got cancelled!

I have begun the 8th page. yay for me.

"The Russian police, stern, stern but fair" amy misses sarah, why must amy be locked in this awful cement room for the rest of her life??????????????????????????????

so Ang wants to kick both kirsten's and my ass. is that proper grammar? you know i don't think anyone's wanted to kick my ass before. she's mad about my comment because i told her to eat it. who knew anyone could take that the wrong way. alas. i think we could take her kirsten. (sorry von, hope this doesn't anger you, you know us, we aren't serious)

YAY! I might have an internship at the National Civil War Medicine Museum. today is a good day!!!

Doublejdesigns: i had a rather embrassing moment this morning....my pants fell down in staples
elvisngrcelnd: yikes
Doublejdesigns: fornately i was able to catch them before they went all the way down...but i made a kinda big commotion
elvisngrcelnd: hahaha
elvisngrcelnd: don't you always
Doublejdesigns: i dropped everything i had to catch them....very loud..people turned to look
elvisngrcelnd: haha
Doublejdesigns: i guess i didn't tie the draw string tight enough
elvisngrcelnd: i was a spectacle at sheetz this morning too
Doublejdesigns: oh yeah? what happened?
elvisngrcelnd: i went for sugar and such and i think i was talking and giggling with myself
elvisngrcelnd: but i won't tell me exactly what happened because i don't want to know
Doublejdesigns: *chuckles*
Doublejdesigns: i would call that total lack of sleep

thanks to jj and 13 font...i have 4.5 pages. do i feel guilty about working dr. L, not so much

uhm...7:26...no progress. my brain is gone. does anyone think he'll notice if it's only 4 pages instead of 8 and it just sort of ends with battleship potemkin. hmmmmmm

you know what, honey sweet tea has 4 kinds of sugar...ROCK ON!

6:22 and 3.5 pages...hmmmm i still have like 18 hours...

5:54 almost three pages. i work erratically don't i?

one would think when you clicked insert page number that the computer would like put a little 2 down at the bottom, or at the top, you get the idea. why does my insert page number insert a 2 or what have you exactly where i'm typing? is this not odd?

5:15 am two pages

It is 5 am and i have a whole page. annie will be so proud???

uhhh, i never finished typing that alix olsen poem because i broke myself. and how do those things correlate, let me tell you the story. did i already tell the story, oh well don't read this if i already bliggety blogged about it. ok, the story: typing the poem, listening to the poem on the stereo precariously perched above my bed, she talks like REALLY fast right so like every two lines i had to like hippity hop up on the bed to rewind for a second and a half and start over. like 47 and ahalf times. so on the 47.5th time, i'm performing my oh so fabulous dismount by hippity hopping off the bed and the very dangerously slippery carpet on the floor slips while i am oh so gracefully hippity hopping off the bed. result, i was incapacitated. and because i didn't want to risk injuring myself again i never finished typing that poem. you got the gist anyway, she's liberal and mad and dykey and isn't it wonderful?

i just wanted to congradulate kirsten on her blog. i can't imagine anyone who needs to bliggety blog more than kirsten!

i had the most interesting meeting with carin today. she's a nice lady, very like my mom. the beautiful thing about counselors is that you can tell them everything and they just go "ohh". Dr. Monhollon thinks i can still do my independant study. he has faith. i almost feel like i could do it too. isn't that amazing? rock on!

my mom said the funniest things last night regarding my "that way" ness. she believes that it was caused by her hormones when she was pregnant with me, she should've noticed sooner because she is a psychologist after all, and you always had boyfriends. at most, one of these things is true. which do you think? i have another query (pun totally intended but not really relevent) for you all. does anyone thinks it's a problem that i have nin and india arie back to back on my playlist. maybe i'm manic! sigh. i'm glad you had fun von, you're awesome! don't let ang hurt you. just because you love her you don't have to take her shit. You deserve to be treated well.

guess who ran errands today? yes it was me. and i'm planning to go to the library. what happened to amy and who is responsible?

very eventful day. slept late, went on a lovely hike, said teary goodbye to von...and i'm about to clean my room. what a way to end such a nice day, cleaning my room. and yet it's necessary. i'm going to make a goodwill trip, i feel this intense need to purge my life of excess. we know that this is impossible because it's me, and ofcourse i NEED all of the crap i have. example: pipe cleaners, very unnecessary to my lifestyle. 1. i am not a kindergarten teacher B. i do not smoke a pipe. my roommate freshmen year thought i was very like martha stuart. that is so frightening and yet so true.

dragball went off hitchless. yay