Don't be surprised if I keep changing the banner. I'm ADD like that.

Kim and I are trying to figure out what subways and stuff to take when we go into the city on Friday. We're taking the 10:00 train into Penn Station, getting there around 11ish, walking a few blocks over to Lexington Ave, taking the #6 train to 68th St, walking to the Frick on 70th. Then we have to go up 9 blocks and across the width of Central Park to get to the Museum of Natural History. There's a subway train direct from the museum back to Penn. The only hard part is making sure you're getting on the right train (uptown or downtown..) and making the departing train at 4 to get back around 4:45ish. This way I can make it home in time for Morgan or whoever to pick me up at 6 for her birthday party. Ughhhhh... How am I gonna have money to eat shepard's pie at Morgan's party? :[ I didn't think all this thru -_- GODDAMN BUBBLE TEA AND PANERA!!!!!!! Yes, Kim and I went to 2 malls to get bubble tea. And we had soup at Panera.

Crystal was just talking to me for about 10 minutes and I had that fake press-on smile...ugh..pain.
And in yoga we did this sleeping lesson...so it sucks having to leave from being on the brink of sleep to come to work =\ And I'm really hungry. I want a veggie roll. And apple tea.
still banner-searching.

Lauren: my sister got cosmo in the mail..so i was reading it
Lauren: it says that british men do more foreplay than other men
Me: LOL
Lauren: haha
Me: probably true
Women go crazy for more than just the accent, right? I settle my case.


Forgot to mention (I think) that last night Morgan and Claudine were IMing me cuz they were arguing about who was gonna drive me to Morgan's party. Claudine was like "you are not gonna believe what happened" and when she was done I said 'lol', the kind of lol that means "I don't give a shit stop talking to me please" and she's like "actually no it's not funny it's fucked up". And Morgan tells me that Claudine mentioned Matt again.
How many ways can I say "I don't care"? I mean, compared to all the other dramatic shit I've seen the past few months, arguing over who drives me is fucking ridiculous. I have other, more important, things to think about besides that. And she really has to quit bringing up Matt, it just shows that she hasn't had any other friends since we left high school if she still has to use examples from high school.

ARGGGG!! I'm wearing my Irish girl shirt and the collar is stretched out on the right side and one of the shoulder seams seems to be longer than the other. I mean, I shouldn't expect much from a shirt that was made to cost $8, but seriously!!!!! This is insane. I tried adjusting it over my boobs cuz I thought maybe they were the problem, but no!!! UGHHHH!!!!!!

And I need to find a friends only banner still. Bleh. Yoga 3-3:50, work 4-8.

Finally done. Now all I need is a nifty Friends Only banner.
I gotta pee real bad =\

My heart isn't cold and dead. Oh no, friend. It's a desolate, arrid, infertile wasteland where not even a tumbleweed can exist. I think that sums it up.
Look Kim!


hehe woo!


<3 the little glasses-push.
I have class 10-12:45 and 4-8 today =\ ughhhhhhhhhhh.... And me and Christina have the same break. We also have the same break on Wednesday.
Let's face it. I am NEVER going to have the room to myself. EVER.

Changed my header and all cuz damn sneaky bitches are always trying to peek at what I'm writing with their goddamn shifty eyes!

And I'm officially all caught up with Bleach :D I was mad cuz I scrolled down a lil to the comments on the first part of ep 111 and it had a huge spoiler!!! UGH!

First meeting tonight...still need a word of the week. Still haven't done my hw either.

So I was watching part 2/3 of episode 111 (so I could finally say I'm caught up..) and my dad knocks on my door and asks to borrow my laptop cuz his just crashed and he needs to transfer around files from his 3 external hard drives. I say hold on lemme click off all my windows...and I freak out. I start dumping things into my trash can indiscriminately. I put things he might find weird into folders, delete anything even the least bit unsavory, take Flock out of my toolbar since well..the history on that thing isn't so clean (pornotube much?)..and change my background. it was just Ishida, but I think my dad generally distrusts anything having to do with anime. Then I rearranged all the folders and stuff on my desktop because there were huge gaps missing from the deleted files, decided to keep the Chrono Trigger folder on there cuz there was nothing bad in that (I deleted all the good stuff I had tucked away in there..), and a scholarship application, guide to the Social Studies Praxis, staff roster from work...and one Bleach icon because I was already taking too much time. I grasped my beloved computer firmly to my chest and then sadly relinquished it to my dad. He plugged this little thing into it which was hooked up to his 3 hard drives, which popped up on the screen. He opened one up, dragged a folder from there into another drive, and unplugged.
That was it.
I totally and completely deleted an assload of files for that.
le sigh.
And I found out I used 30 out of 37 whatevergigs/bytes/etc of space I have. Er....time to delete more songs I don't listen to, I think..and pictures I no longer need...
le très grand sigh.

I went to bed in a long sleeved shirt with a tshirt over it, sweatpants, squishy socks, and gloves. Yes, gloves. And I put my blanket over me, then my sheet, and then the comforter. And I hugged my retarded looking stuffed husky since my huggy blanket was over me. It was on the floor when I woke up so I probably got pissed at it during the night..
So I just woke up and threw my laundry in and had cake for breakfast since I'm fat, and Ryan and Dan were playing with nerf guns once again. I took a bullet to the face and another to the butt. Ryan had himself barricaded under the table and Dan was standing on a couch so Ryan couldn't see him. Then he lept onto the recliner, onto a chair, and onto the dining room table. I had to leave before I had a heart attack. The dining room table!!! With the chandelier over it! UGH!
I'm tired. I should do my Macroeconomics hw. Bleh.

Oh and I also have to mention that as I was groping those M&M balls last night I was saying it was weird that they has the Scottish flag but none of the other UK flags, so I say "Why don't they have the English flag, the.." and Deanna cuts me off, points to the Union Jack and goes "But this is England!" I'm pretty sure I gave her the look of death and said "That isn't just England..." "SAME THING!" she says. I finished groping the balls (ever-so-gently, might I add) and we left. And I was a little irked. Is it just me or is it annoying when people insist it's the English flag? I mean, for someone who's lifelong dream is to live in London, she should probably know that sort of thing.
I tried to explain this nifty little tidbit to her but I don't think she paid attention:

Notice how Wales is totally left out??? Let's stick a lil dragon on there, k?

this one amused me too:

My Uncle Tom is in town from Maryland so my dad wants to go out for dinner. I told him I don't care where we go as long as it isn't the Fireplace. So I'm trying to get dressed and I'm having great difficulty because I was gonna try to wear a long sleeved shirt under a tshirt since it's bitterly cold but it just wasn't working out for me. So my dad knocks on the door and tells me to come out. I'm struggling with shirts and then I put on my velvet jacket over my shirt because its white and my bra is hot pink and shows through and that is just all kinds of awkward, so I come out and he goes "Dan wants Houlihans. Do you have any suggestions." Again I tell him that I don't care and he asks if I'm ok. yes, just trying to freakin get ready.. I mean, he couldn't have asked me that through the door???? Then Dan knocks on the door. "Do you want Chinese?" I DON'T CARE as long as it's NOT THE FIREPLACE and I get to COME HOME AFTER!!!!!!! I DON'T CARE!! I DON'T CARE!!!!!! I DON'T FUCKING CARE!!!

And I hate how my house is a sweltering rainforest in the summer and an icebox in the winter. I have a corner room, I feel all the weather. I mean, I've had a bottle of Snapple sitting around my room for the past 5 hours and it's still chilled, if that tells you anything. I'm dressed in layers, with my squishy socks on and I'm quite tempted to put on a pair of gloves as well.


I'm also enjoying the Ishidaness of episode 106.

Have you ever wanted to disappear for a while?

Not as accurate as it started out to be...read it if you want. I'll italicize things I agree with.
( Am I in denial? )
Ha. Belligerence. Indeed.

I slept from 9-1. Now I'm awake =\ So much for getting my body adjusted to a normal sleeping pattern.
Now I'm watching Bleach (I'm up to 101! Then I can start exploring other series :D) and looking up all my info in this Personology book. It's pretty interesting (and accurate). I'm writing it all down and I'll post it sometime.
I went downstairs for a snack and there's nothing good...everything has to be heated up :[ and I'm pretty sure the bag of Bravo chips is a few years old. I haven't seen Bravo chips in years. I really want french onion soup..I had the canned Progresso one Kim gave me for breakfast/lunch. It was yummy. I ended up having this awful Chewy bar that tasted like Play-Doh. If I'm this awake I might just ended up heating something up. Grrr.
I should do my homework sometime, too...
*edit*
AGHH The Six Wives of Henry the VIII by David Starkey mini-series is on!!!!! My favorite!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There's a smoothie/bubble tea stand at Paramus Park by the merry-go-round!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING AMAZING!! And they have the fruity ones!! I got honeydew.. And Howard, the lil kid me and old BFFL Lauren used to harass in Creative Writing Club (we were 13, he was 10) was totally the cashier guy. We started talking abotu Mitsuwa. Aw Howard. And I had my oriental chicken salad at saladworks. It was good. AND I bought this astrology type book at Borders for $5 so if anyone wants me to analyze a chart thingy for them, hit me up! :D most of the book is like...astrological info for every day of the past 100 years so...yeah...but $5!!!!! It's called "Personology" and it is huge. My arm hurts from carrying it.
The back reads "You've always considered conventional astrology somewhat suspect. After all, not every person born in the same 28-29 day cycle is exactly alike, nor are there only 12 different types of people, reflective of 12 Zodiac signs." I was actually thinking about this earlier. I have a cousin born 7/17/84 and 7/18/81 and I'm 7/20/86...and those few days make us different. My cousins are so energetic and extraverted...the 25 year old is living in the city and he...he does something with planning..idk...but he's so lively and personable, and the 22 (?) year old is a dancer/performer who wants to be on Broadway and has been performing sine she was little. Then there's me, shy, quiet, nervous. I always wondered about that. But yeah, I have the book, and I plan on reading some of it now.

Oh, and at the pet store that had this horrible outfit for a dog...it was a onesie with a plaid skirt and knit shirt, and it gave me a horrible flashback to when we got a bagpiper to play for my great-grandmother on her...85th or 90th someodd birthday. In our backyard. We have it on video, and you see the camera swing from the performance to my old bedroom window where you see me peeping out from my bunk bed, terrified that a man in a skirt is playing a bagpipe in the backyard. I waited in my room till he left. He scared me. I was 6 or 7 and there was no way in hell I was gonna feel safe around a guy in a skirt. That's probably why I couldn't even look at the bagpipers on the boardwalk over the summer. (Although I can't say I didn't enjoy hearing "Scotland the Brave" while I sat on the beach on night. It tugged at the heartstrings of heritage pride. It's just not the kind of song you can peacefully fall asleep to.)

And my dad's calling the schoolo to complain about them not salting Clove cuz I showed him my lovely bruise :D

I'm back home :D yay...
I just tried to light the same stick of incense I tried to light last week, but it kept putting itself out. I thought it was because I used a match to light it (yes, I lost my match-lighting virginity last weekend) but now I just think the stick is defective.
I have to shower...probably going to the mall with Christina and Lauren.
And it's fun to sing along to Under the Bridge.

There is also a random PS2 in my family room. I stared at it, eye level, for a good 5 minutes and I still have no idea where you're supposed to put the games in. =\

You know what isn't so fun? When you can't sleep late on your day off because certain people are talking really loud.
And this may have been my only Friday to sleep in, depending on when the meeting is.
Wonderful.
Well at least now I can text Lauren and tell her to bring me home.

Now I'm upset again. By some miracle I got Friday off. but now we're gonna have historian meetings from 11-12. Fucking shoot me in the face. God forbid I have one day to sleep in as long as I want to.
Great. Wonderful. Fan-fucking-tastic.
And I called my dad to ask him to bring me home tomorrow and he said mom would. Except mom's gone for the weekend. I told him and he's like ooooh..I dunno...
He works in Parsippany. He passes school to get home. I don't see what the big fucking deal is. I'm pretty sure you get off 23...or whatever it is...onto 46.



I want to go home tonight. I don't want to be here.

I made one of these a longgggg time ago and just found it in my faves and made a new one:
http://kevan.org/johari?name=Lindsay326
yay? =\

And, I can't explain how much I love the opening to this show:


I'm getting up early to go to breakfast with Lauren and Christina and that means going to bed early...ughh. I hate being back at school. And the tub is clogged and its gross.
And Claudine called me a slut. More than once. Ha, I wish. Bitch please. I'm not a slut. She has to get over it. Goddamn. Oh man, I wonder what she'd say if I actually told her shit....ha! It might scare her away forever. That'd be nice.
I hope I get to sleep fast :[ I hate tossing and turning.
goodnight all :D

I don't like it when people I'm here to try and help cop an attitude with me. The revolving door works fine, stop bitching. There's another door that's not revolving just a few feet away. But you're already half in the revolving one. I don't make these doors. I dunno what to tell you. Don't look all snotty at me and say "IS THERE ANOTHER DOOR" in a bitchy tone...
Or when someone asked where the annex is and I said "you go outside, down the stairs.." and she goes "OKAY" and huffs off. I'm trying to fucking help you.......
UGHHHHH

And I forgot to mention that earlier I was staring into space and licking my lips and when I came to I realized I was staring at floppy hair Theta Xi boy the whole time and he gave me a really weird look. So I turned the other way to stare into space, and Phil walks right into my line of vision. We lock eyes and there's no going back, so we exchange a highly awkward hello.
fun