Stuck In Reverse . . . . . .

So it turns out all I ever do is go to class or go to work or do class-work. Or sleep. Every now and then I'll have a sammich. Those are good. It's wearing me down how busy I am and how all I do is work. I am envious of all my friends that have social lives. That must be nice.

Things I don't like:
1) When people say "Fine then, be that way." I absolutely hate that. And I'm not gonna lie, I've said it before and I probably still say it. But I hate it. It's awful. It makes me want to punch myself in the face.
2) Working or classing all the time.
3) The fact that I'm pretty sure there's a bat in my ceiling and it squeaks a lot and annoys me. I woke up in the middle of the night last night and called him Hitler. I really don't know what that means, I don't make a lot of sense in the middle of the night.
4) Making decisions. I'm so horrible at it.
5) Birds. I hate birds. I don't understand how people can have them as pets, all they do is poop constantly and make horrendous amounts of noise all the time. Also, I hate horses. They're lame.

Things I like:
1) The fact that my mom mailed me cheese.
2) My roommate, Steve.
3) Pirates.
4) Old people that I meet in the elevator that talk to me and tell me really long stories about their lives. I freakin' love that.
5) Jack Bauer. Jack Bauer's favorite icecream is probably Mint Chocolate Chip. And he probably really likes Sloppy Joes, only he most likely calls them Sloppy Jacks. Because, honestly. Honestly.


Time for bed...

So it's been about a year. That's nice. I've had several (that means more than one) requests to start writing in this stupid thing again, so here we are.

I live in Lansing. I'm graduating soon. I have a job. I work and go to class pretty much all the time. In fact I'm at work right now. If I'm not there I am sleeping. I really like to sleep.

Alright so here are some things that have been bothering me.
I don't like it when people spell the word "through" like "thru". It's ridiculous. It's completly ridiculous. How could it ever be that important that you need to shorten a word like "through". And don't say Drive Thru, as in for fast food, because there is plenty of room on those signs. I've looked. I've measured them.
Also, I don't like it when people drink Gatorade all the time. Acceptable times to drink Gatorade include:
*Before, during, or after a sporting event or excercise ritual
*When nursing a hangover

I don't feel it is necessary to replenish your electrolytes at 10 AM during class. Drink orange juice.

I'd elaborate on these important issues, but I have to go to class.

I'll continue this later.

I am finally back online. Honestly, it seemed like an eternity. It was two weeks but it seemed like so much longer. I forget how evil and awful the internet can be when I don't have it for awhile. Right now it's pure bliss.

January is the official birthday month in my family with Jeff, my dad, and my mom. So uh, Happy Birthday guys.

I know I say a lot that I'm not really a girl and blah blah blah, but there are times that I just shock myself when these completely feminine statements come out of my mouth. I am not a purse kind of girl at all, and I've never understood the phenomenon, but I actually blurted out "Wow, that is the cutest purse ever!" at the store yesterday. Then I got scared and booked it to the sports section, immediately followed by the liquor section.

My buddy Tino is coming to visit, which is exciting. It's strange, he has these annual visits. I wont have talked to him for about a year and he'll just call up and say hey let's get together! I'm comin' up! And then I get excited and it's all a wonderful time. Two and a half weeks and he'll be up here.

So this is kind of a lame entry... ah well, it's good to be back.

"Follow those size fives!!" Name that movie... come on, I know Jones and I can!

In the Year 2004... (Stolen from Burinda, I MISS YOU lady!)

1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
I visited the U.P. yay Marquette!


2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I try to avoid New Years resolutions.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
Who would be right next to someone while they are giving birth? That's really gross. Unless you are a doctor. I'm not a doctor. You have go through a lot of school for that and read a lot of books, and I'm really not interested in school.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Yes

5. What countries did you visit?
I went to Kalamazoo once.

6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?
a pet turtle

7. What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
August 19th, 2004

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I learned Japanese. HAHA! gotcha! I haven't achieved anything.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I never learn from my mistakes.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Sadly, yes.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
Qdoba nachos.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
I'm not sure I understand the question. In fact, I hate this question. Are you trying to sound fancy by using unique sentence structure? You suck.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Eh, I suppose there was a boy here or there...

14. Where did most of your money go?
Michigan State University / LCC/ Qdoba

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Rockin' out in a rock band

16. What song will always remind you of 2004?
MAGICAL TREVOR!

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
Happier or sadder: Happier
Older or wiser: Wiser
Thinner or fatter?: heh, Fatter!
Richer or poorer?: Poorer

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Everything. More trips to places, more fun outside, more activities, MORE MORE MORE!

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Eat Qdoba nachos

20. How did you spend Christmas?
grumpy

21. Did you fall in love in 2004?
Your mom fell in love in 2004

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Aqua Teens

24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
I don't hate anyone

25. What was the best book you read?
The Da Vincci Code

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Dr. Nealon opened my eyes to a plethora of music beauty.


27. What did you want and get?
a record player

28. What did you want and not get?
A BUNNY

29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Napoleon Dynamite

30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 20 and I went out to dinner and then... NOTHING.

31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Eh, I'm not gonna say. Oh I'm so secretive.

32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?
Unshowered, dirty jeans and whatever shirt is on top. Drives the boys wild.

33. What kept you sane?
My Milford boys.

34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
That guy that starts the Iron Chef show. He's so cool.

35. What political issue stirred you the most?
Proposal 2. Damn Republicans.

36. Who did you miss?
I missed Nina, Aaron Kelly, Alli, Sonal, and Jess

37. Who was the best new person you met? Jenny (and not til October, gasp!)

38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004:
Don't give up.

39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
"You seem so out of context in this gaudy apartment complex
A stranger with your door key explaining that i am just visiting
And i am finally seing why i was the one worth leaving"
postal service

Just thought I'd put up a nice picture of Petey. (Where's that shot glass from? That's right, TEXAS!)

So I was thinking, it's actually really odd that I have a livejournal. It's the kind of thing I make fun of. I mean really, what a geek. I'm not really sure why I have it, actually. I wasn't really peer pressured into it. Really, what is the point to this journal? I mean, really nothing. Ah well!

Thanksgiving was alright. Ate some turkey. My cat died. R.I.P., Skittle. Best cat I ever had. She was awesome. :\

I hate being busy, I really do. I don't handle it well. I need to learn how to take gulps instead of swallowing the ocean.

We had some nice visitors today. I really like it when people come over to our house, it makes me happy and tingly.


I gotta go Bassa Nova the heck out of this solo now.
Stupid solo....



i'm always in this shirt
and it's always just a little bit too small
i paid five dollars yesterday
just to see you for a second
but someone's head was in my way again
like it always is

Happy Thanksgiving, Friends.

Big news! Huge news! I bought a new wallet. It's everything I dreamt it could be. It's perfect. I was standing there inspecting the wallets again, and finally I just went for it. I wanted something more simple than my overstuffed crap wallet that didn't even close anymore. Adam said my new wallet looks like an old lady wallet. So I punched him in the face. (no, not really.) So I'm pretty pleased about that.

So my rock 'n roll band has a show. We are playing at Ian's place Oct. 30th. Mark your calendars and bring your rock hats, it's gonna be funtastic. Our band name is Nixon Britleys. Don't try to figure it out, it's far too deep and meaningful on way too many levels. Website to come soon to display our rock-ness. (Jeff, looking at you...)


I'd just like to announce that I have the best family ever. They really are, my family is GREAT. I love them. They'd be even greater if they came over to my house and made me food. Oh wait, they are doing that tomorrow! Excellent.


I heard the garbage men making lots of noise with dumpsters today and it sounded like a dinosaur. Not even kidding. It was a Jurrasic Park flashback. Also, I want a bunny still. I don't care if they poop a lot. My roommates poop too, I'm allowed to have those. They come downstairs and use my toilet when they do it, too. Those punks.

So I am pretty sure P.F. Chang's is cursed. Such a nice little restaurant that serves fine chinese bistro. LIES. I have gone on three "first dates" at that restaurant and each of those relationships failed. And the guys always pick, it's not me. Something about that place... So I've decided to write a book about it called The Curse of P.F. Chang. It's gonna rock. (It's gonna rock even more when it's adapted to screenplay and made into a Hollywood blockbuster starring Cameron Diaz as me.)

I have some blisters right now but it's good, because they are ROCK BLISTERS. They are the only good kind of blisters. I have rough blistery hands because I play the drums, and I am always wanting people to ask me why I have blisters on my hands so I can be like it's because I ROCK SO HARDCORE. But no one ever does, they just make weird faces and avoid eye contact.

I'm pretty pumped that Erin's got my back in the romantic department. It seems like things aren't working out like I may have hoped... but eh I can be a swingin' bachelorette a bit longer. 20 years strong, CAINT HOLD ME DOWN!


I got a totally sweet awesome amazingly great new camera and I love it. It makes me happy. (Thanks pops!)


Mel and I decided that we are sending out Christmas cards really early this year and we are going to send wish lists with them so people know what to buy us. I'm just trying to help people out, really. I do what I can. (P.S. I want a jukebox, please. and a puppy.)

I had a pretty good weekend. I'd give it some quality thumbs up. I saw some good friends this week, it's always good times. I have a big nasty exam to study for and a paper to write. Peas out.

What a weekend! I have this terrible week, a horrible night Friday night, and then BAM.... what's this?! I had more fun Saturday night at a friend's house than I have had in a very very very long time. It was great. I really needed it too. Just jammed out until ridiculous hours of the early morning. Oh and hey, if you happen to be starting your Christmas shopping early, I really want an old jukebox like Dan's. That thing was incredible! A must have for every music enthusiast like myself. Oh, and about the aforementioned losing a mixtape to pick up guys. Eh, forget that. I think I'll just bash them in the head with a frying pan and ask them if they want to hold hands. We'll work from there.

Our chick rock extravaganza is coming along swimmingly. I'm getting pretty stoked about it. I think our world domination is inevitable.


"Hey...it's rock 'n roll."



Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

I made an awesome mix cd today. I really dig. And I figured it all out. I want someone to fall in love with my mixtape. Not my smile, or my laugh, I want the mixtape to be the thing that does the job. Here's what should happen. I make a mix that I really love; just songs that when put together are something magic. Then I lose it, maybe in a park or something. The CD (in its case) falls out of my bag when I am walking through a park. I get home and realize it's gone. Luckily I saved the playlist so I can just burn another one. Meanwhile in the park, a wonderful, hilarious, fun guy with outstanding taste in music finds the CD. He puts the CD in his CD player, and he can't stop listening. He falls in love. But more importantly, he falls in love with whoever made that mix. For days he listens and listens and listens. Then a week later I am in the same park, sitting on a bench next to the guy that picked up my mix. We are both listening to headphones. After a few songs of feet tapping and whatnot, we realize we are both listening to the same CD. And we fall madly in love. And then we make out. And get married. And Charlie and I live happily ever after. Cool huh?

I better get to work losing this CD.

I stood in Meijer for nearly 15 minutes looking at the wallets and picking up and "testing" each one, trying to envision where my credit cards and various I.D.'s would go, how messy it would get, and whether or not I liked the design. After debating whether or not ten dollars was worth interupting my already comfortable wallet routine, I decided against a new wallet. I have wanted a new wallet for at least 5 months. I can't even commit to getting a new wallet. For the first time ever in my life, it occured to me that perhaps I too have a problem with commitment. I had always prided myself on being very good in the commitment department where so many other people struggled. When I couldn't commit to a new pair of earrings, I knew it had to be true. When did I become this way? Does this just happen over night? I seriously just hit the caps lock key about 8 times. Damnit.

My rigid ol' landlord wont let me get a bunny. I really want a bunny. No, not a turtle, a bunny. I mean I do still want a turtle, but I can't find exactly what I had envisioned, and the little guys carry diseases and whatnot. I don't want to risk that. And there was this bunny at the pet store with the floppiest little ears and he really really wanted to go home with me, but my LANDLORD was like 'no dice, lady.' Only not as cool sounding as that.


My classes rock the casbah. So far I am doing stuff that I really enjoy. We'll find out this week if they are all fun and games, or if there are some stickers in there.


I hope my journal isn't one of those really boring journals that you just skim through and end up wishing you had never clicked the link. Holy crap, I bet it is. I just spend a whole paragraph talking about wallets.


I saw Jason Mraz last night. I'd happily marry his drummer. He's such a babe. It's the British accent, really. And the drums. His drums are hot. And his inner-beats, WOWZA.

Oh, I've decided my next boyfriend's name is going to be Charlie. I think that's a great name. I'd feel pretty cool saying "Yeah, Charlie and I already saw that movie."
"Charlie wants me to go to dinner tonight, I better skip my basket weaving class."
"Hey Charlie, will you buy me a bunny?"
"Aw thanks for the bunny Charlie, you're the best!"
I can't wait to sound that cool.


Bed time for this cat.