Last Day in Cancun

Well, we don't leave til tomorrow morning but today was our last full usable day.

Day 8 - We went swimming with dolphins!  Woo hoo!  It was super fun.  Kissed a dolphin.  Got kissed by a dolphin.  Shook a dolphins fins.  Swam with a dolphin.  And got pushed through the water by a dolphin and got more air than anyone, sweet!

It was on Isla de Mujeres, and at the place they had these little monkeys that were SOOOOO cute!!!  But one came and jumped on the cage right in front of me and got a total little monkey boner.  CRAZY!

There was also a super cool round little palapa bar that had swings for seats!  It was so neat!  Of course being from the Mile High City, I drank three of the light beers and barely felt a buzz.  That's sea level for you!

I leave tomorrow.  I can't wait to see my kitties.  And puppy.  And Jimmy.  And finish Mario Galaxy with Rach, WAH-SAAAHHHHH!!!!!!

Christmas Day

Cancun:

Day 7 - (I think we're on day 7 now, am I counting right?)  I got pink fuzzy kitty show sock slipper things with my breakfast for Christmas, that was pretty exciting since my rainbow ones broke.  If there's one thing I like more than rainbows, it's kitties.  Especially gray ones.  Like on the socks.  Like Mimi on the side panel back drop of this blog.

The clouds finally went away and it got hot again so we walked down to the fancy area where all the cool shizes is and we went to the Mexican Outlet and got the rest of our giftses and got Hagaan Daaz (sp?) ice cream that cost $36 for four, can you believe it?!  That's Cancun.  Ees not what you think when you think Mexico.

Then we went to the beach and I passed out on the beach.

Then we ate and played Scrabble.

Boobs.

Frank Is Always Cool

Okay, so, apparently I can stand Christmas music when it's being sung by Frank Sinatra.  I mean, well, he is frickin' Frank Sinatra.

I Always Want Pizza

All I have to do is smell something that smells like it might be pizza, or see a picture of pizza, or even see a cartoon eating pizza, and I getting a burning insatiable desire for pizza.

I smelled what smelt like pizza.  Will be getting pizza when we get home.

Mayans did not sacrifice Jews

Not everything Mel Gibson does is jew bashing.  In Apacolypto he had them rounding up tons of commoners for constant sacrifices and apparently that just did not happen.  I'm pretty sure I didn't say anything about Mayans sacrificing Jews... Hmm...

Sleeping in the sun is Grande

But I am quit tired nowe.

(If you're wondering aboute the e's... been reading a lot of brit lit lately...)

Q: What will make me groan and bang my head against the wall?

A:  Christmas music.

Q:  What do I dislike more than Christmas music?

A:  The fact that everyone around me loves it.

Q:  What do I hate more than either of the aforementioned?

A:  When said Christmas music gets stuck in my head and  am stuck with a couple verses endlessly playing in my mind.

Have a Very Merry Beachmas... *singing*

So it's Christmas in Cancun for me.  I would be on the beach but the clouds rolled in and it's windy.  So I'll catch up on my bloggin' a bit...

Cancun:

Day 5 - Long day.  Woke up early and left for Tulum/Xel-Ha.  Got to see the ruins at Tulum which used to be called something else, i don't remember what.  It was really cool, lots of iguanas.  The best part was learning the history though.  Like Mayans did not sacrifice as much as Mel Gibson says, there weren't enough of them, you'd run out of people.  They also did not sacrifice commoners.  To please the gods they wants to give the best of the best, you don't give gods a cheap offering, so it would usually be upper class who would have to prove worth for sacrifice by not eating for a week to purify the body and drinking nothing but a week alchoholic drink, this also meant by the time of sacrifice they wouldn't feel anything.  They would do it for instance like this: a father has a daughter and a son and the son gets sick, so the father wants to sacrifice his life to the gods to try and save his son.  The guide said Mel Gibson's movie had good language and make-up but absolutely no information about the mayan people.  They were great astronomers and the like, and the movie was WAY gorier than reality.  Pretty coo stuff.  It was also very hot and sweaty.

Then we went onto Xel-Ha which is like a big water park where you can swim with dolphins and do lots of other things, it also has the largest underwater aquarium, because it's out in the open and you just get snorkel gear and then hop in and swim around looking at fish.  It was pretty neat.  Saw a sting ray, thought of crocodile hunter and got kind of scared.

We got home around 7 and then went to Chili's for dinner, soooo goooooood.  But we didn't get home til like 9:15 and I was super duper tired.  I laid down on the bed and read a few pages and passed out in my clothes.

Day 6 - Finished "Good Omens" right away in the morning.  Incredibly good book, still highly recommend. It was kind of cloudy and windy outside for most of the day so we stayed indoors for the most part.  I tried to read my other book and it was so annoying and obnoxious I had to throw it down somewhere in the third chapter (yes, I literally threw it down, my brother even commented on the fact.)  We went over to the other hotel and got those free facials and my bro and dad got massages, but they were short and bleh.  We also ate free lunch which was buffet and also kind of bleh.  Then we went to the flea market and Wal-Mart again because we were running out of food.

That's pretty much it.  It's been kind of uneventful most days.

Alas, it's chill and pretty and relaxing, especially now that I can eat food without wanting to barf.

Cancun: Day 4.5 -

I can eat again and actually desire what I'm eating so that's a step in a good direction.  I walked the beach shore line with my dad.  We definitely have the best beach.  I passed through one of the "adult" beaches and saw a bunch of boobs I wish I hadn't, they were all old & saggy, pasty, tanned leather, in a combination of at least two or more.  Gross.  Determined hot young chicks with nice breasts don't show them off in public.  I doubled my tan today, good progress.  Half way through another book - Good Omens - hilarious, I highly recommend it.  Played some rummikub and lost the first three rounds to a tragic degree and finally won the last one, yipee!  My stomach feels slightly on edge still so I'm trying not to push it, but I'm hoping by tomorrow with a diet of not eating food not cooked by Americans, I'll be able to eat and enjoy something delicious at Chili's tomorrow since we decided not to go tonight.  It finally doesn't hurt to walk up and down the stairs which is good because tomorrow we go to Tulum and there will be some hiking involved.  And snorkeling.  I'll take pictures, should be fun.  We have to get up early so I'm going to go read for a bit and hopefully pass out early.  I've been doing a lot of multi-hour napping today so I'm hoping this trend continues and allows me lots of sleep tonight.

Mmmmmmm.... Sleep. :}

It's hard to breath in all this humidity!

So, to answer Jimmy's Q, although I don't know why the comments are popping up under my name... odd... I used to dress like my avatar.  That was during my first 3 to 4 years of college while I was a scary rock/goth/punk and sometimes raver.  I trashed most of those clothes because they didn't fit anymore/I was going through a phase deciding I should probably grow up a little.  I even died my hair bright red once and the only reason it didn't continue to be other wild colors is because Blockbuster wouldn't let me, I asked :P.  I could still probably pull off certain variations on the old look however, I did keep a few things ;P.

Now, onto:

Cancun:

Day 3/4 - After blogging last night: laid back on bed to read for a while.  The second I laid down flat to try and sleep, I said "uh-oh!", immediately jumped up, ran to the bathroom and puked my guts out.  Further unpleasantness ensued this morning.  We decided it would be best to lay on the beach again and not do ATV/speedboating today.  I ate my mom's pancake breakfast she fixed then passed out for another couple hours before heading to the beach.  We attempted to go up for lunch but the maid isn't ready yet so I thought I'd come down here and blog again, woo!

So, sorry to report, I got sicker. :P  I'm feeling better now, just a little raw/weak in the stomach.  I shall eat bland ass from now on.  So much for getting a delicious favorite entree from Chili's.  Will just have to go again back in the states I s'pose.

BUT, happy to report, I forgot my pills up until today and mentally I've been perfectly fine!  It's all the sunshine and lack of stress ;).  There are some environments in which I can live without medication.

My Boobs Jiggle!

So, I've kinda been in Cancun since Friday avoiding writing a blog about it, largely b/c it's been for the most part uninteresting, beautiful-don't get me wrong, just uninteresting.

Cancun:

Day 1 - All day travel.  Arrived at hotel and put stuff down just in time to be starving and ready for dinner (our flight went through lunch but provided no meals and I slept through the whole thing anyway so all I'd eaten all day was possibly something small for breakfast and two airplane sized bags of pretzels).  My lack of food all day lead me to eat waaaay too much at Outback Steakhouse (Cancun's become a bit Americanized, good for us though since we knew they have a gluten-free menu there).  Spent the rest of the night feeling WAY overstuffed and watched National Treasure causing me to go to bed kinda late.

Day 2 - Breakfast.  A little beach time.  Got the start of a tan line in under two hours.  Quite impressed.

Went to other hotel to get free lunch and suffer through tour of the hotel so we could get the free "advertisement gift" at the end of a free day pass to one of the Palace resorts and 2 free activities for the whole family (picked swimming with dolphins and ATV/speedboating in the jungle).  Got to show off my amazing skills of awesomeness by shaking off the hard hitting seller lady in under five minutes, she drug it to ten so her boss wouldn't be pissed.  Explained to her the gluten situation and the possibility of severe illness or death if we could not be guaranteed the chefs could prepare the food properly.  She tried to push the RCI travel dealy for the rest of the world and explained that since we'd prefer to spend 60% of our time in Mexico this is no good.  When prodded to put the exorbitant up-front cost of membership on a credit card I casually explained we never put anything on credit we can't pay off that /month/.  Shut up a professional shark-like highly experienced salesperson in under five minutes.  Kind of proud.

Went home and ate at the restaurant under the palapa by the beach at our hotel after getting nicely dressed.  Ordered for this giant four course meal (no option) and promptly started to feel ill from what I thought was not eating quick enough.  Took two bites of tomato/mozzerella salad and felt like vomiting.  Decided to try and wait it out for pasta.  Took two bites and felt even closer to vomiting.  Went to bathroom just in case.  Ordered bread and coke with the meat to maybe calm stomach down.  Ate some bread.  Drank some coke.  Took one bite of meat.  Decided to go to lounge to be near bathroom and check e-mail.  Decided 10 yards was too far to the bathroom and thought I might start crying from the sick so went back upstairs.  Laid on bed and read 'til way too late into the night attempting to ignore the fact I felt like puking, almost puked once.

Day 3 - Today.

Spent all day on beach.  Ate lunch in condo.  Finished book and started a new book.  Made good progress on tan.  When the sun started getting too low I went back inside and kept reading and had a beer.  Started to play Scrabble with dad and bro while mom cooked dinner.  Ate less than half of mom's delicious meal but had to choke most of it down and finally realized I was feeling vomity again and just could not eat.  Went back to lay down and read on couch.  Started feeling better and moved to room.  Started feeling sick to stomach again and slightly vomity.  Mom suggested I sit more upright for a bit in case it's acid and so here I am typing this.  My dad has been sick too although not quite as vomity.  We think the chefs here are lathering everything with MSG and so are not going to eat any more from non-American restaurants.  We'll see how that goes.

OK!  Back to the blog title.  Was looking at my boobs in my suit today as my parents were discussing a particularly nasty case of topless woman they encountered passing through one of the adult beaches.  I realized that I've been noticing lately how much firmer, and rounder, and bouncier, and jiggle-prone, my boobs have been as of late.  They actually look and act like real boobs!  I thought I might never see the day when they would hold up nice and round without a padded bra and when with a little help they could sport cleavage.  It's pretty cool.  I like.  Boobs are pretty fun to play with, I mean, I totally understand the male fascination in playing with them, it's got to be even more fun when they're not attached to your body.  Not that I would want to play with someone else's boobs.  I'm quite satisfied with playing with my own and watching my sex god play with them.

OK, still feeling ill so I might as well retire back to my room and possibly go to bed early or something.  Have to be up and out early tomorrow anyways.

P.S.  My hair hates me in the humidity.  Even when I blow it dry straight, it will be nappy within the hour.  I decided to go back to controlled curls and give up on straight hair for this trip.

Why Do Boys Take So Long To Poop?

Seriously now.  I mean, hot damn!  And they complain how long we take to pee?!  Well, there's more things involved in peeing for us, but that is NOTHING compared to how much longer men take to poop!  There's no mechanics excuses there!  Seriously, why?!  Even when you don't take something to read it will still take just as long so I understand the wanting of reading material, but that still begs the question.... why?  The only time it takes me that long to poop is if I'm sick!!!

Zero Motivation

I have no motivation to work.  School is stupid.  What a waste of precious time and money.  That is all.

Another Sex Blog

I was reading up on the best sex positions for orgasm online last night.  First of all, it turns out I all ready do most of them because guess what, they do feel great ;P.  But the interesting thing of note is that apparently once you have managed to find the g-spot and orgasm from it, the more easily it gets stimulated.  Then, the more and more you hit the g-spot during sex, the easier it is for you to achieve orgasm!

Cool!

Happy Happy Joy Joy

Just got back from the chiropractor and she said I have changed so much since she first met me.  I was like, oh really?  She said I'm just sooo happy all the time, and smiling all the time.  I was like oh?  Cool!  Sweet! :}  So this means all my hard work trying to turn myself around is finally starting to work and pay off!  Awesome!

Thanksgiving...

So, in the spirit of the holiday, thought I should give my thanks (lame sounding I guess, but it's a good thing to do)...

I give thanks to G-d for...

• my family
• my friends
• my health (which is not to say I have no problems but I am able to stay on top of them)
• my two wonderful kitties and my puppy
• the amazing guy I met whom I've mentioned before (the one that can make me cum, ooh baby, another thing to be thankful for) and who is so not a jerk no matter what he says
• people who are there to help me through the rough times
• people who are there to share in and create the happy times
• me getting into the 11-mo. program and being able to push through it without giving up, or giving in to the pressures of depression and anxiety
• helpful drugs
• laughter
• smiles (esp. those which make me particularly happy)
• sleep
• food
• warmth
• naked bodies
• fire
• water
• mountains
• snow for skiing on those mountains
• sex
• playful foxes
• entertainment
• ice cream
• cheese
• flowers
• my dad finding a job he loves that makes him happy
• my brother getting to go abroad and figure out what he wants to do with his life
• my relative sanity
• fruit
• and once more, sleep

Happy Thanksgiving!

and Goodnight.

A Recipe For Sleep

Sex.

Why do I not get to sleep before midnight most nights? This question has plagued me. But I realize when I'm up north gettin' laid, I easily fall asleep at a normal hour.

It's the release of energy. If I get to expel a lot of energy late in the day I bet I could always sleep at a normal hour.

Or maybe it's just orgasms. I heard an amendment to the orgasm, guy/girl sleep/energy theory. It's been said sex makes guys go to sleep and girls feel energized. But apparently it's not technically a gender thing, it's an orgasm thing. Orgasms release chemicals that make you sleepy. The misconception comes from that most girls can't orgasm but most guys will come every time. While getting worked up without release causes energy.

Well, now that I'm having orgasmic sex, perhaps thats why I too can sleep.

So. I either need sex every night before bed, or perhaps I should run several miles. Without I'm doomed to forever be a night person. Which I also just found out is an actual "problem" (I wouldn't call it that, but the "they" do) some people have where their brain is chemically balanced different than the majority of people to where night is their high time. So I'm abnormal, but once again in a non-unique sort of way. That's nice. I guess. I like the nightly sex solution best myself. Too bad I live so far far away.

Quick Note on WGA Strike

So, read an article today on the WGA strike. So now I know what they want! People were wrong, it's not DVD residuals (which apparently they went on strike in the 80's to get higher VHS residuals because 5 cents a tape just wasn't enough! The pie can only be split so many ways man!) Anyways, what they /do/ want is a percentage of online sales. Fine, whatever, give it to them. They offered 1.2%, but that just isn't enough for the writers. They say they'll starve and be unable to afford to live if they don't get a larger percentage. Which really translates to they see a good money making opportunity and want a piece of the action, a BIG piece. Well, production companies and networks are owned by large corps now and can wait it out longer. They also pre-prepared by rushing production and stockpiling reality TV shows. So, it looks like we're in for the long haul unless the writers will agree to be a little more reasonable. Course who know, reasonable to them might just be 2% and it's the other people being stubborn bastards. Oh well. I just hope for a resolution quick enough that my fav shows don't go by way of Moonlighting (a show which wasn't able to come back after the last strike, scary.)

What Did I Do To Myself?!?!?! *SOB*

WHY?!?!??!!!!! Why did I have to go and decide that bleaching my hair was a good idea?! I saw all those punk girls with the platinum blonde hair and thought, damn, that is HOT, I want to be like that! But I was all ready hot! I had a natural blonde hotness! Sure I highlighted it all the time, but the base blonde was ALL ME! And it was BEAUTIFUL!!!! I've RUINED MYSELF!!!! Do you have ANY idea how long it is going to take me to get back my gorgeous lustrous hair?!?!!!! *sobbing* YEARS!!!! I've destroyed it! Right after I was FINALLY get the length back I DESTROYED IT!!!! *streaming tears* It was soft, and pretty and such a beautiful golden blonde, take a look:

And I ruined it.... Now it's STRAWLIKE! And PLATINUM!!!! I just want myself back. Why'd I have to do that? I could be so much prettier than I am.... I suck....

I can't even start dying it back I fucked it up so bad. All I can do is root touch-up without doing further damage. Damnit.... :'(

A Less-enraged Note on the WGA Strike

OK, now that I'm calm, I'm going to rationally spell out my viewpoint on this subject so that it's a little more clear. I'm not sure what all the WGA's demands are concerning getting a take on DVD sales. So, the following viewpoints are -IF- the writer's guild is trying to ask for this compensation across the board for all writers.

As pertains to television writers-> I do believe that television writer's should get residuals just like actors get. In my mind, writers, actors, and directors are the major creative driving forces and in very few cases the producer or director of photography can be. These people have the most creative impact on the final outcome of the project and thus cannot be as easily replaced. All of these people /should/ be entitled to residuals when their shows get replayed on television for decades.

As pertains to film writers-> Heeelllllllls NO! They should not be entitled to a cut of profits. I'll explain. Movie writers all ready have a well worked out system of pay. It's a graduated system where they get paid certain amounts that they contracted for at different stages of production which saves the production companies from shelling out big bucks for a script that never gets completed. So if a movie makes it all the way, chances are the writer got paid pretty decent. Secondly, actors do not get a cut of profits either. They also are contracted to get one pay. It all has to do with the factor of risk. Those who take risk are those who get paid. Usually, producers, studios, distributors, etc. Writers and actors have no risk, because they're contracted to get paid a certain amount and if the movie makes it out there and bombs, they still get paid. There are certain instances where stars with big names will work for less in return for a share of profits. In this case, they should be entitled to a share of profits because they are taking risk. They are risking that the movie might not make enough money to cover their usual pay. This usually happens if a movie doesn't have a big enough budget to pull in big stars without offering such contracts.

If you aren't risking anything, you shouldn't reap rewards equal to those who did put in risk. Simple as that. Simple rule of business.

The WGA has the potential to shoot themselves in the foot right now if they let this drag on too long. Canada and Australia are all ready eating up as much of our production as they can pull in by offering excellent incentives to movie makers. If the unions push to hard production will all move to Canada where they don't have to deal with unions any more. This would seriously boost Canada's economy and seriously fuck our own. I don't think many people realize quite how large the economic impact of having a production in your area is. They bring in a /lot/ of money. Governors and mayors across the country have been screwing over a lot of their states by taking away and/or refusing to offer incentives to filmmakers. This is quite stupid. And now the WGA is risking production not just leaving those stupid states, but leaving the country entirely.

Unions need to die. Seriously.

I Survived!... almost...

So I was a little worried by the fact that I forgot to bring my pills to school Friday, which means I went the last three days without medication (aka anti-crazy pills). I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to help but crack up before the end of the weekend. Do something really stupid. Say something really stupid. Get unnecessarily mean, or unnecessarily irrational. Start flipping out and freaking out, taking it out on someone or just myself. I was pretty sure I'd revert back to crazy. But I didn't. I survived. And I stayed normal all weekend (well, normal for me at least, but that might be kind of crazy for others).

Basically, I was able to not loose sight of me. The depression didn't win this weekend. The depression didn't make me think, and feel, and say things that I didn't want to. I didn't yell and/or scream or flip out on anyone. I managed not to sit and fret about anything beyond the usual fret and worry. No wallowing in misery. I didn't have a heart attack over walking from the car to door. That's a plus. Not fearing supernatural beings stalking me and mass murderers killing my family is a step in the right direction I'd say.

Okay, so maybe not being on pills all weekend has made me a little melodramatic. That happens. But I'll take a little melodramaticness and crying WAY too much watching the end of "The Invisible" as a sign that the drugs are working, and my brain is healing. I bet you I get cured to remission one of these days and I can go independent of the drugs again. I bet you with a little hard work and help from my drugs that I can even get over the melodrama and the crying! I can be like a semblance of normal! I mean, I no longer have the strong superstition and crazy belief that 11:11 is the devil's call number and an incredibly unlucky omen. I see that it's 11:11 and I'm like "ooooooh, scary. whatever." This is HUGE!

One day I won't be crazy any more (in the bad way, still in the good way tho) and the world won't have to suffer any more of these annoying philosophical-type, melodramatic, way-too-wordy blogs of mine!

At least that's the hope.... We'll see!

TV-Links Fiasco

So, heard about this guy in the UK that ran this little website called TV-Links? And then how he got raided and thrown in jail? BULL SHIT!

So here's what I have to say about this issue:

1-Why not go after Stage6 and all the web pages actually hosting the pirated video instead of the guy who merely gathers a list of links to these sites?

2-Maybe the networks and channels should stop and take a look around at why a site like TV-Links is so popular. Could it be perhaps that it's filling in a need/want of the customer that is not currently being met? I for one can tell you that TV-Links was my last resort. My preference is catching shows live on TV, if I can't do that I'd rather watch it taped, if I mess up on that I'd rather watch it through the network's website for the superior quality, but if the site has glitches or the site doesn't offer it than I would go to TV-Links!!! Networks and channels need to step back and realize if they don't want sites like TV-Links around they need to be doing something different. They need to be giving us what we want or we'll go get it somewhere else. And there will always be someone willing to step in and give it to us. All ready I found a blog with a link to 38 other websites, where between them all you can get what you want, and here's the link: Teddy's Place!

Fuck you British government.

What's with today today?

~Lucas, Empire Records

Why all over the place? Well, I'm a bit scatterbrained and have an inherent inability to focus on one subject. I'm all over the place so my blog is all over the place. I think it comes with being blonde and slightly insane ;)P. So the end result is my blog is a lot more like my open diary was. But this whole blog thing is way cooler ;}. Thanks Jimmy, bro, dad, for introducing me to a new and better way to vent electronically.

I like this song--->
(cut out the song, b/c people don't like it and it kind of played automatically)
So, the song is "Holliston Street" by The Rugburns.
Here's the lyrics and you can go find the song somewhere else if you like:

We lived on Holliston Street in the sixties
We didn't need much back then, just a smile
And Daddy would sing
And buy us ice cream
And we would listen

Uncle Louie would come over for dinner on Sundays
He taught piano to my sister, Kath
And I'd stand behind
And imitate him
And she would laugh
And he'd get mad

And if I knew then what I know now
I wouldn't rush the growing old
I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues
And I guess I'd do as I was told

Kathy would walk up ahead, and I'd follow
She seemed so big back then, and me so small
And Mommy would give
Me one dime, and her two nickels
And I would cry
'Cause she got more

And if I knew then what I know now
I wouldn't rush the growing old
I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues
And I guess I'd do as I was told

They let us stay up real late to watch Ed Sullivan
We saw the Beatles two times that year
And Daddy would laugh
And say, "Look at that dumb hair!"
But I liked John
Man, I loved John

And I'd give up candy for Lent in the springtime
And Mama was proud
And so were the nuns
I thought it was okay to eat the candy
If the wrapper was on
I was just sucking out the juices
The juices of life

And if I knew then what I know now
I wouldn't rush the growing old
I'd take the flu, the measles, and the blues
And I guess I'd do as I was told

Fuck You Fucking Fuck Ass Union Writer Mother Fuckers!!!!!

I HAAAAATE YOU!!!!! YOU FUCKING BASTARD ASS FUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!! All I ask for in this life, is just a little bit of peaceful escapism where I can laugh and cry and come out feeling wonderful and refreshed and satisfied. Like drinking a cool crisp pop. NOW YOU DARE TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME?!?!?!?!!?!!!!

WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!!!?!?!?!!!!!?!?!??!!!!!!!!

Especially when there are hordes of us aspiring screenwriters out here who'd love to half 1/5th of what you've got!!!! I would gladly scab in!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

What is the fucking deal with unions these days? They don't really seem to serve a purpose to society anymore. All they due is make money and force workers to pay dues to them or they can't work in the industry. What good is making more money if you're paying it back in dues all the time? Hmm? It's not like people are still getting paid a pittance to work in dangerous inhumane conditions anymore!!! (except for maybe some places employing illegal immigrants but that's a whole different issue) I mean, so that was the point of unions right? Right?! Well they accomplished what they wanted!!!! Time to give them up!!!!! Society has moved past the need for unions! Fuck! All these strikes are doing is hurting the consumer, a fundamental NO-NO in the rules of business!!!! It's a new world people!!!!! Customer service is number one!!!! So quit fucking over the consumer or you won't have a fucking job to unionize about!!!!! DAMNIT!!!!!

I'm so unbelievably pissed right now. I can't even express my rage to it's full extent. I just found out the writers' strike is going to be a long one. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!

To every single one of you little puissant bastards in the writer's guild who thought this strike is a good fucking idea, GO FUCK RAZORBLADES AND RUB SALT IN THE WOUNDS!!!!!

That's just the tip of the iceberg of my rage. I don't need this right now. Life is stressful enough.

AsshOOOOOOOles!!!

Fox's sound goes away for the 100th family guy episode?! Are you kidding me?!?!?!!! Jerks.

It better come back in the next 30 min's before the episode actually starts or so help me!!!! I'll cry :(

Red-Wings-Suck! a.k.a. Av-A-Lanche!

So we didn't win the game today. And my dad and I were pretty tired and barely noticed the passing of the first period. So there were quite a few players I've never heard of before. So they sang the Canadian national anthem before the game started. Oh well! It's always fun watching my loverly Avalanche out on the ice live and in person!

People even got a little tiny bit rough. It's the only the beginning of the season so I can't really expect the full blown fights to start breaking out yet, but man will it be glorious when they do }:) Those fights are half the fun of hockey! Half of what makes it awesome! When will you ever see a baseball player out in the middle of the field up and throw down like that! Start stripping off their uniforms and whaling on each other! Never! That's when! Man I love hockey...

And I loooove my Avs! We lost by one, but we did score a nice face saving score in the last ten seconds! Teach all those bitches who left after the Canucks scored that last point that it ain't over 'til it's over! Hell I've seen us up by two with two minutes left and watched the other team tie it up and win it in barely a minute of over time. You just never know!

So make take on this year's Avalanche is that we've got an A-mazing offense line-up but our defense is in some serious need of attention. :P We definitely outplayed the Canucks offensively yet they still beat us because of their awesome defense and our lack of one. I don't know if Budaj's just off his game, or if the guys just aren't pulling their weight or what. I'll just have to keep watching I guess! Hopefully we can figure it out while it's still early in the season so we have a chance to recover!

Let's Go Avs!

Red Wings Suck! (I'm sorry, but I will never let go of that chant!!!)

Nessage and the Like

I spent seven and a half, count them--> 7 plus 0.5, hours working on one homework set for one class today. Agh! *barf* But luckily, save the constant reading, I don't have anything else do tomorrow so I decided to take this time to work on my latest script. I know it's Halloween but all my friends live up north, and I'm stuck down here in the south, a.k.a. the boonies. :P

I worked on it for the last two hours (and mind you everything I typed up was all ready written down on paper) and to show for my efforts I have a whopping 7 scenes and 8 pages completed. Woo hoo! Only about a hundred left to go. And once those are completed I'll only have to edit it at least 20 times over, at least.

And this is why I don't have any completed scripts as of yet. ;P

Foreva-eva? Foreva-eva? Foreva-neva!

I'm sorry Miss Jackson was totally playing on the radio earlier! Yaaaay! Hey, I was excited ;P

So, after revelations in last blog entry, blog title has been changed to the title of my open diary, this is subject to change but it will do for now.

I also made my own template background. The first three pics are of my dearly departed kitty Mimi. The next three are of my kitty Kaida and the last three are of my kitty Kaori. I like kitties. A lot. It's something everyone comes to learn about me pretty quickly.

Derby Dolls & Sickening

Another tangent to the general theme (perhaps I should think of changing the theme since I'm suddenly getting regular sex from one guy, smoking pot on occasion and only pot, and have run out of money for concerts ;P, perhaps it can just be taken as a sign that the answer to my query is that sex and an MBA are the only good mix. drugs and concerts cost too much and are too much of a distraction but sex, oh glorious sex, is a stress relief, and lets face it, just fucking awesome, you'd have to be crazy to let anything come between you and sex, or gay--there was this one guy Rach and I got drunk and dressed up in sexy lengerie and lit candles and everything for and offered for him to come have a threesome with us and he said he couldn't 'cuz he had court in the morning. Um, gay? We warned him it would be his only chance, that we would never be in that kind of a mood again, and low and behold a week later we got drunk and did it again, and, what is that you ask? Did he come rushing over, tripping all over himself, amazed at his luck that this offer was repeated, crash down our door and take us up on the offer? No. Tired. Gay.) .... okay so that break up of the sentence was way too long, let's just start over:

The best seat to watch a roller derby match from is the middle. It's the best seat to make the fantasy of the Derby Doll one worth watching. Because as Andrew pointed out, c'mon, this is not really a sport. Someone somewhere decided it would be great to watch a bunch of skimpy clothed chicks to skate around and beat each other up and wondered how to make it legitimate and based some random silly rules around that idea. It's all about watching the chicks!

If you look in the program you see that almost all of the girls are pretty hideous and doggish and often times kind of old too :P. However, looking down from a distance where you can't see there faces (this is why the pit is a bad idea) and all you can see is their hot bodies skating around. Of course there's the fat big ones that you could do without but some of these bods are pretty rockin', especially in those outfits, especially with pigtails! As a girl you're thinkin', I'd hit that if I were a guy, and you're appreciating her look and her physique and generally being jelous in an admirative way. If you're a guy you're thinking, g-d that's hot, especially when they turn the track and all I see is a bunch of fine asses in tight shorts and mini skirts skating away from me.

However, I warn you, the hottest ones, just appreciate them from afar and enjoy your fantasy of what you want her to look like, because if you then grab her number and look her up in the program you'll be scarred and your fantasy crushed.

On another note: I ate too much hamburger... I feel kind of ill...

Marketing, Boring? What?!?!

I didn't think it could be possible. I thought Marketing was supposed to be the savior this term, the fun class, the class to save my sanity. Shocking surprise, it may be Leadership! While Marketing may be the next accounting. Not sure yet tho, Operations could turn out to be even more painfully dry and boring than Marketing!

Samantha Who? is a great show! It's got some of my favorite actors in it! Yay!!! I wonder if What About Brian? got canceled.....

SURVIVAL!!!

OMG! I survived the first term! I barely sneaked by without going on probation which is really awesome because some people weren't so lucky! Quite a feet! Don't know how it happened.

Two and a Half Men is not such a bad show... But if I weren't waiting for Samantha Who? to come on I don't think I'd bother...

Lesbian Spank Inferno

Coupling is the greatest show ever. I'm sad that there is no more to watch :(. Guess I'll just have to buy it one of these days and watch it all again!!!

It's Friday I'm in love...

Been listening to The Cure a lot out here.... yup ;)P

Another song that's been stuck in my head: "I can't decide whether you should live or die..." a song by the Scissor Sisters (Andrea just got the album)

Train ride was just fine on the way to St. Louis b/c we upgraded to business class. The way back SUCKED b/c it was fulling of noisy obnoxious little kids going home from college for the weekend, blech. There were many a person a wanted to smack before the train even started (and they weren't even the kids on the train.) If I ever do that again I will go business class :P.

But it was fun getting to hang with Dan in the Lou with Andrea. I got to eat Jack in the Box, Steak 'n Shake, St. Louis style pizza and cotton candy ice-cream! I was happy :D Until of course I got back to Chicago and was reeling in pain :P...

I got to see Andrea's wedding dress and expensive tiara! GORGEOUS!!!!! It's a white dress with cobalt blue embroidery. Very lovely.

Well it appears we're about to run off to the store for the makings for chicken kabobs for tonight, yummy!!!!

Too Much of Heaven, Can Bring You Above Ground!

I'm having a grrrrr-eat time in Chicago with my loverly moof muffin and her fiancee! I've had a nice lazy vacation and then to top it off the ROCKIES ARE GOING TO THE FUCKING WORLD SERIES!!!! AAGHGHGHHGHGHGHGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMGOMGOMGOGMOMGOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMOGMGMGMGMGMGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can barely contain the excitement and joy over our win last night!!!!! That was fucking A-MAZing!!!!! ROCKIES! In the WORLD SERIES!!!! WTF?!??!?!?!!!!! Who ever saw this one coming!??!?!!!! We were the wild card!!!! Rock on!!!!! Of course last night there was never a doubt in my mind we'd win it and take it to the World Series. I even said so to the old guys on the bus last night. Yup. We're on a Rockin' Roll man!!!! Woo hoo!!!!!

So yesterday we went to the orginal Uno's pizza. It's all cute! It's got the original set-up and original menus and everything! And catty corner is the second one called Pizzeria Due! How fun! Also in the city we went and saw the most haunted alley in Chicago which didn't seem too haunted, maybe because they recently threw up a bunch of alley lights with brightly colored banners ;P It's supposedly so haunted because the old theatre across from the Goodman (and next to the alley) burned down with all its patrons inside. It's now a giant parking lot. Then we went and got mani/pedis, visited the threadless.com shop, Chicago's Alley shop, and went to Chen's asian restaurant! YUM!!! We sat at the bar (like last time, I had to go there again, too good) with their cups of fresh wasabi peas, baseball was playing on all their screens, drank Sapporo, and then I got yummy sesame chicken and Andrea got sushi and we proceded to pig out. I watched the game from bed with a belly ache last night. ;)P But it was worth it, oh, it was worth it.

And tonight we take the train into St. Louis! YAY! I get to see Daniel!!! (hopefully if he doesn't PUNK OUT!) :D

GO ROCKIES!!!!!!

Icky, Icky, Icky! Gross as all get out!

Andrea woke up from a nap and yelled this at me after I blew my nose once when we very first got dorm roomed together. Yup. She's a crazy sleep talker like that. ;P But... Like I can really talk... When I get angry in my dreams I tend to talk (yell) in my sleep ;P.

So it's a lovely coincidence that she just now got internet! Like literally, the guys just left, they took FOREVER!!!! She was almost late to work, it was quite ridiculous. :P She had to go in tonight to paint a set for the Oprah show, woo hoo! ;P At least she gets paid big bucks to do it, that's nice.

So her fiancee Sam and I are going to go get food and a movie and come back and just chill. Which is pretty much all I've done today, watched a lot of Invader Zim and Family Guy. We went and got coffee and cookies at a little cafe nearby so we could walk past the crazy art gallery with a creepy window display of Chuckie dolls and marionettes. I bet it's super duper creepy at night... Especially the Pee-Wee herman marionette 'cuz it scared me even during the day!!!

Tomorrow we're going to go to a wedding expo (fun stuff!) and probably wednesday or thursday we'll take the train into St. Louis so I can see wedding stuff! Yaaaaay! Weddings!!! I'm just glad right now that it's not mine! Don't know what else we plan on doing, I'm just glad I get to laze around and not worry about homework for awhile! YES!

On the school note... Not sure how I did in accounting :P. Did terrible on the law test, but maybe my teacher will take pity on me. Did 10 points better on stats! But I don't think it's enough to get me out of a C... :P We'll see... I'm just hoping to somehow not get put on probation. That would suck. Balls. Big fat hairy ones. Gross smelly ones. Ew.

Penis Boxers

That's right... I'm wearing Michaelangelo's penis on my boxers! Thank you love muffin ruffle flump! She bought them for me in Venice. :} What a pal :D

I just suffered a minor anxiety attack before the data analysis test on friday, then a major one yesterday after finding out what I thought was an allergic reaction to a spider bite was actually SHINGLES!!!! WTF?!??!?!!!! Hopefully none of the people I potentially exposed caught it from me. It is rather odd for someone as young as me to get it, but apparently stress can be a trigger and believe me I've had my share. Crazy enough, one of the major symptoms is being tired and worn out! Well how the hell was I supposed to notice a change in that?!?!?!!!! Why on earth would I think being tired and worn out was abnormal in my current situation >:P. Well, that coupled with hormonalness from being that time is probably what allowed me to get anxiety attacks despite my combatant medications.

SO the last two days I've been absolutely walking on Cloud 9 from all the Xanax I had to take! However, this was also probably detrimental to my law final grade... damnit... WELL, I'll let you know how it all turns out....

Damn shingles.... :P

AV-A-LANCHE! aka RED WINGS SUCK!

:D

Avs win the opener 3:4 against Dallas! WOO HOO!!!!!

Go AVS!!!!

I'm excited for the new season and you should be too.

I exercised restraint and just kept tabs via nhl.com updates so as not to be too distracted from my studies, from which I have all ready been WAY too distracted from the past two days.

Back to work.

Boondocks... Best Shit Ever...

A message from Aaron McGruder:

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ROCKIES WIN WILD CARD & I WRITE FOUR SENTENCES!!!!

YAAAAAY!!!!!!

I just got done watching the most amazing game!!!! Rockies won the wild card to go to the playoffs!!!! Unbelievable!! SO HAPPY!!!! It was a grrrrr-eat game too. 5:30-10:30! 13 Innings! It was quite intense. Especially when we got down 2 at the top of the 13th then came back in the bottom to win it 8-9!!! WHEEEEE!!!! We really should have had it much sooner but gave up runs early due to awful defense errors. Our batters were having some trouble too, everyone's nerves were just too high I think. The other thing that hurt us was poor decisions on the manager's part about pitchers.

Oh man, my dad and I were shouting and I was pulling out my hair and it was total and utter insanity. I managed to get four whole sentences written on my paper! Woo hoo! Luckily that's all it needed other than finishing up the footnotes which I did after the game.

I'm sure my time could have been better spent with final projects, papers, and tests coming up in these last two weeks, but COME ON!!! When's the last time the Rockies had a shot like this?!?!!! I can't even remember!!!! Totally worth losing every second of studying.

Now I'm going to bed so I can wake up bright and early to take the bus up north to color correct the banana bleach out of my hair. Hopefully I can get another paper written in this time! Wheee..... ;P

Peace out mahn. @_@ <--that's tired but awake plus a bit of crazy eyes ;P

Yesterday's gone, tomorrow may never come, so live for today...

I think of this quote every time I stay out too late when I still have homework to finish like a moron, like as if my brain is trying to make some excuse for me being dumb it pops that one in. I don't know who said it, maegan (i think that's her weird spelling of that name, idk) wrote it on our message board in the dorms one day and Andrea and I liked it so much we never took it off. I like it almost as much as Empire Records quotes, which is quite a lot ;P.

Speaking of Andrea, she is the awesomest. She totally sent me a picture of a prairie dog butt sticking out of mound today. So amazing it was. I should have saved it and made it my new background on my phone. Shit. I usually remember to do that with the totally amazing photos she sends me.

Oh well, I'll stop procrastinating further now and GET TO WORK!!!!

Really, you probably should follow the advice I give you, /but/ you should definitely /not/ do as I do ;P. Like getting home past midnight when you still have to finish a law paper. Mmm, yeah...

"In the immortal words of The Doors, 'the time to hesitate is through.'" ~Lucas, Empire Records

That whole bit about life... Yeah.... :P

Yeah, so, here's the current assessment of how things compute in life with my MBA:

Sex: - for distraction
++ for stress relief and exercise
Drugs: Pot: - makes stupider in large quantities
+ for stress relief in small doses
Alcohol: - makes stupider and can cause accidents, etc.
+ for stress relief
Rock & Roll: - for distraction
- for money consuming
- for time consuming
+ for awesomeness and fun
Friends/Social Life: I haven't had much time for this after this first couple weeks so I really can't say! When I have a spot of free time my friends don't, and when I do they don't! So it's pretty much gone down the tubes.

So what can we take away from this brief analysis?

1) While sex may be a distraction for your work and studies, it is an excellent stress relief which is beneficial to your overall well-being which will help you stay in tip-top shape for school. Allow sex, just make sure you don't overdo it and save some time for studies and hw.

2) Pot and Alcohol are equally good as stress relievers, and if this is your chosen method of stress relief than go for it. Just make sure you don't over do it. Whereas too much sex just steals time, too much pot and alcohol leads to stupidity and potentially severe consequences. So if you're better off to overindulge in sex than in drugs.

3) The negative influences going to concerts has on your ability to function in an MBA definitely seem to outweigh the benefits. Whereas sex and drugs give you positive stress relief and don't require you to go anywhere, it takes much more away from you to go out to a concert and only gives you a good time. While having a good time can arguably relieve stress, I believe the stress of gas, time, and money wasted will overpower the amount of stress relief you were able to obtain from attending. So my conclusion about concert-going is to keep it to a bare minimum, keep it as local as possible, and try to go for the cheapest shows possible. I went to entirely to many concerts at the beginning of this term and it had a negative impact on my grades and increased my stress level. Learn from my mistakes!

4) You will have no time for friends and a social life outside of people within your MBA program. Count your lucky stars if you get to sneak it in every now and then. I'm sure people who live closer to their friends will have more luck than me though ;)P.

And that is all the accounting test-studying avoiding I can do for this evening.

GUTEN NACHT!!!!

Merh-ness

Merh.

Having trouble coming up with a good color scheme for this shazeizaness!

Maybe I'll end up having to whip out some HTMLness in the long run, but just no time right now.

As you've probably guessed, I should be studying right now. Another hard accounting test is coming up on Tuesday. I hope I survive! Of course it would probably help if I studied more.

I want some pot. And beer. And anything to help me avoid homework. Which I shouldn't be doing. BAD! Don't listen to me!!!

Oh well, term is up in only three weeks!!! Then when my grades come in we can really see how well I managed to balance sex, drugs, rock & roll and this thing I like to call my MBA...

Handcuffs & Corsettes

Definitely a good combination.

I should spend more time doing homework, I really should. Less time on sex. Less time on drinking. Less time on smoking pot. But really, where's the fun in that?

I really want some Mexican food right now. But when do I not? Like pizza, it always sounds good... Baja Fresh sounds awesome.... *drool*

So I did way worse on my Accounting test than I thought! Only 5 points higher than the crappy Stats test! WTF man?! So the lesson here is, what? I can never be prepared for the test, it will most definitely suck? IDK, I'll just have to restructure how I study. Luckily, I'm going over to a groupmate's tomorrow to study and will probably actually do the problems at the end of the chapters this time. Doing the homework part, that will probably help improve my grade is my guess.

I think I'm going to go binge and purge right now in thought of all that I have due next week. I say binge and purge because I've got myself all hungry but at the same time I want to throw up at the thought of all that work.

I just gotta keep on keepin' I s'pose...

Sex or Weightlifting?

Is there really much of a difference?

G-d I hurt. Sex all night is amazing, and completely the best destresser from a long week of grad school ever. Especially really really good sex. So if you're going to mix an MBA and sex, make sure it's great sex. It would be part of the whole cost-benefit analysis approach, if the sex is awesome the benefit totally outweighs the cost but in the case of bad sex it's just not worth the loss of study/homework time.

I've found that every second doing something other than class or homework is a second you probably should have been studying. That's just the way it is here in MBA land. Of course how many of us can really handle that in all reality? Not me, that's for sure. So I let some of the reading pass by and I don't try as hard as I probably could if I was determined to get solid straight A's. Problem is that so much of the grading is subjective it feels nearly impossible to get everything right no matter how hard you tried. So I say, fuck it, oh well, my time management involves allowances for sex, pot smoking, drinking and concerts, and that's that.

So what is my wisdom here? If you like pot, smoke some, but don't get stupid. If you like sex, hold out for good sex. But can pot and sex mix with the lifestyle of an MBA? So far the answer is yes, yes it can, as long as you don't mind getting below a perfect 100 on some things.

So on an update note, the accounting test didn't seem too hard, I feel like I overstudied for it and understudied for the statistics one :P. But I thought surely the stats test would be more math and the accounting test would be more BS but oh how wrong I was. It was the total opposite.

POTTY MOUTH

Yeah, I talk dirty and cuss too much. Someone should really clean my mouth out with soap or something. It comes with the school stress, the more stressed I get, the more I cuss.

BUT, I'm actually referring to the fact that I'd really like to be smoking some pot right now. That would be sweet...

Amendment to Banana-headness

OK, so I'm getting used to the uber blonde. It's not so bad after all I s'pose. I just have to know how to work with it and I'll be FINE!

P.S. I don't care WHAT this spell checker says, I'm gonna spell BLONDE with an E damnit!

Avoid Cute Boys

This is an especially important tidbit right here: Stay away from cute boys. Especially ones in your class whom you see on a regular basis. Do not get there number. Do not text them. And most importantly do not get their IM name.

They pose quite a distraction.

And for people who are easily distracted like me this is bad. PROOF be shown on the first test, for which I received the second lowest grade (at least I wasn't the worst and it was over 70, although that is still failing in MBA land.)

Actually, let's be fair, I've been working, and staying busy with concerts and friends and generally avoiding my readings and studying.

TOTALLY MY FAULT!!!!

BUT, cute boys make it so much easier to get distracted so stay far far away if you know what's good for you!

Me, on the other hand, I don't know what's good for me and I love the stress relief associated with really awesome sex. SO, I shall ignore my own advice, but if you are wise do as I say and not as I do!

And for goodness sakes, STUDY!!!!

So what does this tell us about having a life and an MBA? So far, cute boys mixed with concerts, and going out to bars with friends=second worst test grade out of 42. Not looking so hot. Will have to readjust lifestyle and try again.

(off to go do a little of that advice taking and study for test number one in a different subject, will let you know how that goes later.)

Pretty Glittering Chokeholds

Rings.

Big, shiny, disgustingly diamond-studded rings on all three fingers surrounding me. They're platinum settings and ginormous princess cut centers were blinding me all the way home. And on fingers ranging from my age to middle age no less.

But...

The thought of wearing one? Now? Like if I were to get one tomorrow? Well, I think it would go something like this:

*cough*
*choke*
*hyperventilate*
*faint*
*mild heart attack*
*come to*
*panic attack*
*unable to breath*
*faint again*
*come to*
*left over feeling of anxiety and pressure*
*nearly repeat from beginning*

Well, if this were literally to happen to me tomorrow I'd simply say "What the fuck? Outta my face psycho." b/c I'm single so that would just be weird. ANYWAYS, my point is: at this point in my life the thought of marriage is absolutely binding and suffocating and crazy. To think I was obsessed with getting married and stuff with Rach is suddenly a thing of the distant past. Once the ambitious career-driven part of me took over I realized settling down is absolutely not in the books for me for quite some time to come. The wedding game is more fun to fantasize about in the notion of a big grand party where everything is all about you and people dote on you and give you lots of presents and you get to look really pretty. I should just have a birthday. ;)P

Perhaps I was wanting to be part of the "club" of couples that I have lost so many of my friends to. Oh well. The downside to being in that club is WAY greater than the benefits. So me for one, I am staying clear.

And being surrounded by all those rings glittering in my face just made me scared.

I can't wait to be in entertainment, boo-yah!!!

Foreigner What?!

I went to a Styx, Foreigner, Def Leppard show tonight and the only songs I knew were from the only band I'd never heard of, Foreigner. Craziness! I also ran into a few people I know back in V.I.P., one was even the nurse at my doctor's office. I just can't go anywhere remotely close to Denver anymore without running into someone I know.

The crowd watching was the best part though. Lots of old people who were dressing up like they did when they were young in the 80's. This meant lots of wigs, bandanas, cut offs, stirrup pants and a whole bunch of people who don't realized they've put on an extra 60-90 pounds since they last dressed up for a Def Leppard show.

Total and utter insanity.

Wisdom Ni Ban

I know what your first thought is, and it's not what is the wisdom you wish to impart on me? The question is what the bloody fucking hell does "Ni Ban" mean??? (unless of course you're odd like me and attempted learning Japanese ;P) It means # 2, so now that I put your mind to rest I'll move on:

If you are a habitual procrastinator like moi, or if you have a tendency to fall asleep whenever you read boring text books on things like accounting and statistics, a helpful way to stay on the ball is to stay at school to get some of your work done. You are less likely to fall prey to distractions and I find I am also less likely to fall asleep in a public place where bums might mug me or fellow classmates might feel like drawing on my face with sharpies (ok ok, this is business school, I'm not in film school any more so the latter is less likely to happen but you get my point.)

HOWEVER! IF you choose to follow this piece of wisdom, let me also let you in on this piece of advice to go along with: Do Not, I repeat: DO NOT leave your laptop open beside you with your AIM on because the temptation to go and talk endlessly to the boy who picked on you in high school like a schoolboy with a playground crush who consistently annoyed and confused you throughout those years and who recently you found on MySpace and started talking to and eventually became friends with will be TOO GREAT and you will inevitably get distracted and defeat the whole purpose of reading at school. OK, so maybe your laptop distractions won't be that specific, but still, keep the AIM O-F-F. ;P

Thankyou, and goodnight.

P.S. I know I said "bloody" earlier, forgive me, I lived a brief stint in London and am considering going back, maybe.

B-A-N-A-N-A-S!

I feel like I look like a banana now after dying my hair bleach blond on Monday. I was trying to go for the whole super cute platinum white blond punk girl look and it turned yellow. Gross. :P And it doesn't help that I wore a gold dress today, at least it was sheathed in black lace, but then again you could just say I looked like a rotting banana instead.

Oh well! People say it looks fine and who am I to judge? It's only my hair that I have to cringe away from the site of every time I look in the mirror! JK! It's not /that/ bad ;)P. I'll be able to dye it again in a month and in the mean time I might look into purchasing some blonding shampoo.

P.S. You want to know how blond I am? The spell check just told me I've been spelling (blonde) wrong for my entire life. Fucking great. Just one more to add to my never-ending list of blond insults.

P.P.S. I just went back and read through and realized I first spelled "wore" from the first paragraph as "whore," am I trying to tell myself something?

Wah-Sah! Greetings adoring public!

Just kidding! I know you don't adore me, yet. Haha. ;}

So here's just a little intro: *trumpet sounding please*

I just started a super intensive MBA program which will get me through in a mere 11 months! Cool right?! Well, obviously this will come with some sacrifices. I'll have to switch gears to doing homework 24/7 and I don't know if I can handle it! For one, I'm a little ADD, so it's hard for me to pay attention in class that long, and hard for me to keep on task with my assignments.

For my first imparting of wisdom, I will say that it has helped me immensely to simply switch tasks often (because believe me I have PLENTY of work to do at any given time.) My ADD is satisfied because whenever I get bored I move on, but I am not wasting as much time! I still get easily distracted by the outside world however. The sex, the drugs, and the rock and roll. Translation please? Boys, Pot & Concerts! That's a large part of my life, so how is it going to factor into my new world?

WELL! That's what this blog is going to be all about. How I am coping with being in the new MBA environment while still trying to have a life. I thought my experiences might just be useful, or at the very least entertaining to others out there.

So there you go, there's my intro, a little piece of studying wisdom, and I'll get down to the nitty gritty details possibly tomorrow, check back often, C-YAH!!!!

Late.