Friday, November 27

gobble gobble


found these online. Real.

in other news:
I ate a lot last night. And my personal discovery of maple pecan pie was a wonderful one. I had somehow convinced myself that I didn't like nuts up until a few months ago, when I devoured a friend's baggie of pecans, pistachios, walnuts and almonds. Yum.
Thusly, last night was my first pecan pie. I will never love another pie again.

(note: I still hate peanuts. Peanut butter is acceptable. Peanuts are not. Unless in a Take 5)

Thursday, November 26

ahhh

away from school:
I have a puppy napping in my lap, snorting his way through wonderful puppy dreamland
I made 2 pies and garlic mashed 'taters
I burnt my thumbs on said 'taters
I watched 2 episodes of House
I slept in to 10
I ate poached eggs and toast for breakfast
I hung out with cousin and person and watched something I don't remember, really. That was fun.

succexy

Sunday, November 22

Procrastination

fuck me.
The drawing homework I decided not to do (inside of a fucking church) is due on tuesday, along with the actual drawing homework due tuesday. I am 1/4 of the way through the first of three drawings. I am watching the Kardshian Wedding thing. It's awful.

my life could not be made any better by the upcoming turkey-break.

Friday, November 20

Spring!

I have successfully signed up for my spring classes:
  • African American Lit (aka 4 years of liberal quaker high school english. If I don't get an A in this, I have failed.)
  • Brain and Behavior and it's Lab (the class EVERY psych major bitches about. Luckily, I'm biffles with the TA. Suck my dick)
  • Spanish 201 (This is for you, Roberto)
  • Psychology of Human Sexuality (A is for awesome)
  • Fitness I (.25 credits for going to the gym twice a week. Good incentive)
Anything is better than this semester. I can't wait for christmas

if I were an animal...

this is what I would be:


(video courtesy of ginger-lady)

Wednesday, November 18

exerpt of college life:



some things this video tells us:
  1. Girls at Trinity are kind of extraordinarily good-looking. I'm not saying I am, but generally, yes: this kid has reason to be impressed, and I have reason to feel pressure to go to the gym much more than I do elsewhere.
  2. Some big tools go to trinity (note: he is lip syncing.)
  3. Trinity does not have good outlets for creativity. We are reduced to youtube and blogs.
  4. This kid got in trouble for "condoning" underage drinking and "objectifying" women. I think that's bullshit. Freshman go to Trinity to drink, and the girls here beg to be objectified.

Tuesday, November 17

Valid.

The excuse for why I told my drawing teacher I was ill and could not attend class:

I had to draw the following two angles of the trinity chapel (fully tonal):


suck my dick. I'm not doing that.

Thursday, November 12

La Tele

My life has been made significantly better since 30 Rock came back on.
I love her.
(Tina Fey)

Wednesday, November 11

caught ya!

I walked into a bathroom, and one of the stalls was closed.
total silence.

I go into my stall, pee, and flush. As I'm walking towards the sink, I hear something from the closed stall, that I thought was empty
pppffftthhtt

I think it's funny when people try and hold it in when someone walks into the bathroom.
I think it's funny when they fail.

crude, yes. But the highlight of my day.

Things I don't understand

Part 4: Sleep Habits

why is it so hard to fall asleep sometimes, even when you know you have to wake up super early?

why don't I buy earplugs to block out the stupid freshman being obnoxious?
why do freshman have to be so obnoxious in the first place?

if I had temperpedic pillows and stuff, would my neck not hurt so much int he morning?

why is food network so awesome to fall asleep to?

how come, no matter how much sleep I get, it is always so hard to wake up?

on a slightly different note:
thank you, flying spaghetti monster, for blessing me with not having had to pee or puke in my bed, even though I've come very close on a few occasions.. I hate doing laundry.

Tuesday, November 10

argument

@tallgoofyperson

poker is not a sport.
nascar is not a sport.

football is a sport.
badminton is a sport.

"mind-sports" are not real sports.

Monday, November 9

200

I realized I've never had a cheese steak with cheez whiz on it.
It looked awesome last night when I watched Throwdown, when Bobby Flay lost (yet again) to Tony Lukes, the "best of philly" cheese steak man. Tony claims crispy italian bread, cheez whiz and fried onions are the classic. I've had many-a-sandwich, and I am all about the mushrooms, onions, american cheese on a squishy amoroso roll.

Over thanksgiving weekend I will pay the cheez whiz man a visit, and see if his orange goop matches up with my sliced processed cheese "product".

yum yum cheese steak yum

Friday, November 6

This is It

Michael Jackson was a really weird guy
but his shit was awesome

so, who cares?

Monday, November 2

nom nom

I have little kernels from the huge bag of smartfood I ate stuck in my teeth, 12 hours after I ate it. It's really irritating my gums, and I can't get it out.

Probably the most frustrating feeling ever.

things and stuff

some quotes of quotes from snacks and shit:
"R.I.P. to my muthafuckin mother".--> hilarious potential eulogy
"If you mad, I'm sorry and shit".---> my kind of apology.

tomorrow is my first day in sociology without my laptop. I might die.



homework is the worst. especially drawing.
since when is "heterosexual" not a funny word?


why do sour watermelons make my tummy so angry but my mouth so happy?



New abmition!
: to be a "surrogate mother" to animals. You just get baby exotic animals, and the zoo pays you to take care of them until they can be integrated into their zoo environment or set free. I've been watching animal planet, and every day at 11am, there's a show called "growing up (insert animal here)". Seals, bears, leopards, everything. It's amazing. Best job of all time.

Sunday, November 1

halloweenie



I love halloween. I love coming up with costume ideas, and laughing at the silly biddies walking around in cold weather in short poofy dresses whose colors distinguish one "sexy" costume from another.

I love scary stuff, even though I get really scared really easily.

I love candy. Especially candy corn and sour skittles.