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[23 Sep 2005|02:41pm] |
so this journal is pretty much dead. i guess college does that to you.
but i felt a strong urge to update. sooo...
skool is cool, but the rest of life kind of sucks. i'm trying to manipulate my mind so i don't feel like that so much anymore. it's kind of working.
i'm going to chicaaaaago this weekend and it is going to RULE.
i saw xiu xiu last week and it may be the last concert i see here (excepting bright eyes) until i turn 19 because of this ridiculous city ordinance. lame.
i picked knitting back up. it helps me relax. i needed it this week--2 midterms and several large assignments, ugh. i love knitting, though.
i realized i have basically NO time for fun-reading, which makes me incredibly sad.
i need to start saving money because i want a lot of things that cost a lot of money but i know i'm going to squander it all away on stuff in chicago this weekend. oh well.
facebook is the most addicting, horrible, wonderful, ridiculous program in existence.
college food is going to make me fat.
the end.
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| this is going to sound bad |
[31 Aug 2005|11:49am] |
so the hurricane katrina thing is really bad and i feel horrible for everyone involved and everyone who lost homes and family members, but one part of it has really been bugging me.
the mayor of biloxi said "this is our tsunami."
that really sort of pisses me off. yes, this is really bad, and yes, people are dead and homeless, but the tsunami killed hundreds of thousands of people, completely annihilated islands and basically changed the geological make-up of the earth in that area. a hurricane here is small compared to what the tsunami was.
i sound like a bitch but it makes me really mad. i hate how america has this "we're the united states, if something happens to us it must be far worse than anything else that has ever happened to anyone" stigma.
i'm really sure i sound horrible and ruthless and cold-hearted. i'm not, i feel incredibly bad for everyone involved. it just makes me mad that people are comparing anything at all to something as huge and devastating as the tsunami.
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| technology! |
[28 Aug 2005|12:09pm] |
so i was playing hover puck last night in the burge tunnel and eating jelly bellies that my bank sent me and i tried getting the hover puck into pavan's goal and he kicked it back at my foot and owww, injury.
pavan is a doctor though so he fixed me and then took incriminating pictures with his digital camera and printed them off and stuck them to my door this morning for all to see.
he also does not know what missouri looks like, or where the mississippi river is, but he can draw a ferret like the best of them.
last night BEFORE the injury we went to see born into brothels which was VERY good and then we watched eternal sunshine because no one out of the 4 or 5 of us had seen it except me. LOSERS.
i need to do laundry today. and do homework. suckkkkk.
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| schwa |
[23 Aug 2005|11:31pm] |
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TYLER MY FRIEND WHERE HAVE YOU GONE?!? i haven't spoken to you in DAYS.
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[20 Aug 2005|01:40pm] |
a girl i went to school with is going to be on the next season of america's next top model.
SERIOUSLY. we were friends in middle school. she's awesome. her name is sarah and she's gorgeous, she's totally going to win. or at least do pretty well. anyway, i guess she's already back home but she can't tell anyone about what happened.
and it's crazy because our town is so small--8000 people, and there were only 100 in my graduating class. what are the odds?
AND i don't think our free cable at school has upn! I WILL FIND A WAY TO WATCH IT. FO SHO. i will break into someone's house if need be... maybe.
oh, and college is ok.
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| your people can talk to my people |
[16 Aug 2005|07:41pm] |
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soooo my sister's best friend's brother's band (whew) just found out they're opening for death cab, and said sister's best friend thinks i'm cool so she's going to get me tickets sometime... SWEET. i always knew being nice to my sister's friends would get me somewhere.
kidding, hannah. i really do like you. and not because you have awesome connections yesssss :)
that piece of news made my day infinitely fantastic and i thought i would share it in all its amazingness
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| because i am indecisive |
[11 Aug 2005|03:50pm] |
i need a usb flash drive for school and i bought one at best buy a few weeks ago. it's a memorex and it was $50. i didn't open it because i thought "um that is a lot of money and i am going to comparison shop." then i went to walmart today and saw a lexar one for $30 (they are both 256MB and each have good and bad reviews) so i bought it and now i am debating amongst myself about which to return. help!
1. memorex: is prettier. but is $20 more than the other.
2. lexar: is "secure," which means that it comes with password protection (good) and "security software" that it apparently tries to install on every computer you use it in (bad). but it is $20 less than the memorex.
here is the lexar and here is the memorex.
i AM taking one of them back tomorrow. fo sho. i just don't know which :( at the moment i'm leaning toward the memorex--i mean, $20 is twenty dollars!
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| from skepanie, again. this is awesome |
[06 Aug 2005|01:32am] |
from googlism.com...
maggie is a psychotic jew witch
maggie is a real keeper
maggie is becoming very annoying
maggie is sometimes known as the bitch goddess
maggie is about six months old and was chosen for the 1996 365 dogs calendar
maggie is very excited to show her new teacher what a good reader she is
maggie is not used much at all
maggie is known as a woman of action and vision
maggie is a beautiful girl who grows up in a family of abusive alcoholics
maggie is the girl for him
maggie is determined not to learn to write cursive in third grade
maggie is mistaken for a hooker by her new tenant
maggie is spayed and has been dewormed and vaccinated for rabies
maggie is startlingly wholesome
maggie is not as attractive as dee
maggie is an eighteen year old elephant from zimbabwe
maggie is our rambunctious little weasel
maggie is desperately reluctant to become an idiot savant of immortality
wow. i had no idea i was that diversified.
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[04 Aug 2005|08:01pm] |
harry and the potters are on tour again this summer and they're coming to a city a few hours away from me, and i wanna go. a lot. as in... drive myself. i was asking my mum if i could go and this is the way the conversation went:
me: there's a harry and the potters concert in lawrence next monday--
mum: yeah, we can go.
note the "we." as in, i guess she wants to come too. i don't know if she wants to come solely to DRIVE or if she wants to come as in actually come to the WIZARD ROCK SHOW. i don't think i would have a problem driving on my own, i've been to lawrence before so i know the area a little and i can follow mapquest alright... but i don't know if she likes that idea. ugh.
maybe if i tiptoe about it she'll let me go on my own. with my sister, that is. i am NOT missing the tour this time, i missed it last summer and i regretted it big time. it shall not happen again.
i also feel the need to bring them a present because, well, they are AWESOME. and they like that, i guess. and i am going to marry joe, i think, so it may be advisable for me to seduce him in such a manner. what shall i bring them?
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| i am a dork. from skepanie |
[03 Aug 2005|07:20pm] |
List 5 reasons you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be loud and proud of how big a dork you are! Then pick the 5 biggest dorks you know and have them do the meme. (p.s. i only picked 4 because i am lacking in friends)
1. the obvious: harry potter. i don't really know how to explain this. it is more a part of my being. which i guess explains it in itself. in short: i've been a fan of the books ever since my aunt handed me a copy of the first one in 6th grade and said "they've been talking about this on the radio, let me know if you like it." since then i've followed it obsessively. the end.
2. the english language. i have always loved to read and write and i'm fascinated with the way our language works. i'm the biggest grammar nazi i know, in 10th grade i did a report on etymology that none of my classmates understood and i got a 36 on my english ACT. which is perfect. which is one of the few things, academically, that i am really proud of.
3. the internet. my family didn't even get a computer until i was in 5th or 6th grade, which was actually really late compared to most of my friends. within a year i had memorized HTML and formed several million expage websites (does anyone else remember expage? i do. it was the ghetto of webspace. the address was always something ridiculous like http://www.expage.com/page/maggiespage. then they upgraded it to http://www.expage.com/maggiespage and that was the mecca). i don't think i've had a website since freshman year and i STILL have code etched into my brain. the sort of sad thing is that i can make a website like nobody's business but when it comes to the inner workings of the actual computer, i'm totally clueless.
4. oskar. all i can say is, i don't know if anyone can love a 17-pound-black-freckles-on-his-gums-who-likes-to-watch-the-toilet-flush-and-can't-even-climb-up-half-a-tree-trunk-named-after-an-our-lady-peace-song-fluffy-yellow-cat like i do.
5. i'm obsessively orderly. i count and recount and write and rewrite and organize until everything is perfectly the way i want it. or the way it should be. clutter makes me nautious (which, did you know, shouldn't be a real word? i don't know where i heard that) unless it's organized clutter, which CAN exist.
i make lists and write on my mirror with dry-erase markers to remember things. i like boxes and shelves and drawers a lot more than what is probably normal. i seriously alphabetized my cds one time. thankfully, i came to realize how utterly wrong that was and carefully unalphabetized them until they were sufficiently unorganized.
dorks who must do this: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) youyesyou, ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) junebug185, njordthemighty, sarcasm_inc
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[29 Jul 2005|04:12pm] |
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i have one more week in the factory. four days until glorious freedom.
it's been yucky, but for the money, it isn't horrible. i figured by the end i'll have made over $3000 (before taxes, that is). definitely worthwhile.
the point of this, though, is that i decided when i began that if i stuck it out all summer i would buy myself a present with part of my money. something really nice, that i wouldn't normally buy myself, to celebrate getting through it.
at first i thought "digital camera." then i thought "really nice film camera." but now i don't know.
anyone have any suggestions for maggie's present to herself?
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[25 Jul 2005|08:38pm] |
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| curse ye, automobile |
[23 Jul 2005|09:24pm] |
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so today pretty much sucked.
i figured it would be nice to have a "me" day, to go to columbia and run some errands and enjoy the day to myself. it was going to be lovely. BUT OH, HOW WRONG I WAS.
11:49 a.m.: leave house in fully functional car.
12:30 p.m.: notice sign for flea market. take appropriate exit to visit said market.
12:34 p.m.: realize that single small tent and astrovan do not qualify as "flea market." v. v. disappointed.
12:45 p.m.: re-enter car with minor purchase. insert key in car. notice strange gurgling noise.
12:46 p.m.: turn off car, restart. notice strange gurgling noise again.
12:47 p.m.: car dies.
12:48 p.m.: attempt to restart car. unsuccessful.
12:48:15 p.m.: attempt to restart car. unsuccessful.
12:48:28 p.m.: attempt to restart car. unsuccessful.
12:48:42 p.m.: attempt to restart car. unsuccessful.
12:49 p.m.: acknowledge water bottle in passenger seat. v. thankful to mother's suggestion of bringing it.
12:50 p.m.: attempt to restart car. unsuccessful. v. pissed off by this point.
12:52 p.m.: call home. father decides to come to the rescue.
12:54 p.m.: head across road to shifty-looking convenience store.
12:58 p.m.: purchase ice cream and peanut butter M&Ms.
1:05 p.m.: read personal ads in newspaper classifieds.
1:10 p.m.: desperately clings to hope that love life will not ever come down to putting out a personal ad.
1:12 p.m.: convenience store patron makes comment about another patron's language due to "a lady's" presence. v. v. weirded out. hope father arrives quickly.
1:20 p.m.: father arrives.
1:25 p.m.: father magically restarts car.
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it was fine for a while, and then happened again while i was at columbia photo. dad nearly had to come to my rescue again, but somehow it restarted on its own and i was able to call him back before he left. WEIRD. he thinks it's my gas--i had just filled it up before i left and he thinks i'm getting vapor-locked or something, whatever that means.
alsdhg;lsdgh;ladjfgal;sdgh;aldsgh. we just got it fixed for randomly dying, too. i really hope it's just the gas, because i think we've put more money in fixing this car than we did paying for it.
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| all your spoilers are belong to us |
[18 Jul 2005|07:35pm] |
sometimes i feel as though i live at work. i work, come home, eat, sleep, go to work again. the end. good news--i quit on the 4th. eleven days left! i can stand it, really, i can!
in other news, dumbledore is a gangsta.
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| harry |
[16 Jul 2005|08:14pm] |
i'm done.
i started at about 1 a.m. when i got home last night, read until 6, fell asleep until 3 p.m. today, and picked it up again and read till 7, when i finished it.
i don't even know what to say. it sucks, beyond words.
i knew it was going to happen, but that certainly doesn't help. i think i used nearly an entire box of tissues.
i've already seen loads of thoughts and ideas floating around, but i don't know if i even want to think about them at the moment.
the one good thing to come out of this is that now all the little snape fangirls are pissed off about it all. which is funny. they're annoying.
the one thing i was a little disappointed about was that we didn't get a whole lot of backstory about harry's parents and their friends/enemies. i could have sworn rowling said that this book would have more info about the significance of lily's eyes, but i only found one part of the book in which they were mentioned.
still, though, it was a good book. a little incomplete, maybe. i feel like it's just part of a bigger story. which i guess it really is.
we also went to see charlie and the chocolate factory yesterday, which was excellent. the oompa-loompas were my favorite part. their songs were awesome. and the part where they started playing air guitar. brilliant. honestly, so much thought and creativity went into that movie that it was just spectacular.
i'm off to go think and cry some more :(
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[14 Jul 2005|11:47pm] |
so my college roommate's parents don't want her bringing a loft next year, which means i probably won't now either. suck.
i kind of wanted to. a lot. it sounded, idk, college-y. and fun. but for me to do it and her not would be stupid, it'd take up too much space. so we'll probably just bunk it now.
yuck. not as fun.
one hour eleven minutes! i do declare!
p.s. eminem's tour bus crashed about an hour from where i live because it was going too fast and slammed into some tractor-trailers. SWEET. nothing like a good old midwestern slap in the face by a couple of tractor-trailers. eminem wasn't on it, though. his DJ was, i guess, and got really hurt. it was on CNN and MTVNews. brilliant! (not the crashing bit.)
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[14 Jul 2005|10:23pm] |
my sister makes really good cherry pie. mmmm.
omgwtfbbq, this time tomorrow night, i will be at barnes & noble, officially FREAKING OUT. and rocking the harry potter vibes with lots of nine-year olds. it will be a party. i'm very excited.
i finished my re-read earlier tonight, and i cried. again. i always cry at the part in order of the phoenix when harry is in dumbledore's office and yelling at him about how he doesn't understand how harry feels. i don't really cry at the death scene, but at the way harry feels about and reacts to it. it is intense. it's similar to the way i felt when i read tuck everlasting, a complete overflow of emotion.
i had an idea earlier today, and it sounds really lame, but i think if we do it it is going to be really cool. i think emily and i should build a fort in which to read tomorrow night. a "reading fort." complete with sheets and pillows and "KEEP OUT" signs. and maybe a flashlight or two. god, i'm stupid. but it sounds fun, doesn't it? i've missed being a kid and building forts. it's a staple of childhood. and since technically the HP series is a children's series, it makes sense. sort of.
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[10 Jul 2005|09:27pm] |
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agh, sometimes old people are annoying.
this old man just called my cell phone. here was our conversation.
me: hello?
him: this is DLS;AHGALSDIGTUGHDSH;LGH and i am SHDG;LAIEUTLGHALDGHL;AJ
me: i'm sorry, can you repeat that?
him: HELLO??! I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!!!!!
me: HELLO?
him: hello?! I'M SORRY I CAN'T HEAR YOU!
me: can you hear me now?
him: YES THIS IS S;EYGIHSAG ELLIOTT AND I SLGHA;SLDGKLD
me: i think you have the wrong number, sir.
him: WHAT?!?
me: I THINK YOU HAVE THE WRONG NUMBER
him: LET ME SPEAK TO YOUR FATHER
me: who are you looking for?
him: i'm calling about the ad in the newspaper, your father had an ad, he wants to sell some cattle!!
me: i think you have the wrong number.
him: WHAT NUMBER DID I CALL?
me: you called ---6244.
him: i meant to call 6247.
me: oh, there's your problem then.
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[10 Jul 2005|12:37am] |
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not as if you're going to see this until you get back, but--good thing you didn't go to alabama, tyler.
"Forecasters predict Dennis will strike Sunday between Pensacola, Florida and Mobile, Alabama, and could become a Category 4 by then."
the harry potter book 6 release looms ahead. emily and i have a fun-filled friday planned--first charlie & the chocolate factory, then off to the barnes & noble release party that night. i also predict not getting any sleep until late saturday night or early sunday morning.
i've heard a few so-called "spoilers" and i really hope they're not true. i also really, really hope this book isn't disappointing. i'm afraid it's going to be.
ah well, only a week to go!
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