2003-12-12
Okay, in order to get the right effect, you have to imagine this next phrase is being said in a shrill, high-pitched, half-crazed tone of voice which slowly fades to silence. You got that? Here we go...
*inhales*
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*inhales*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*inhales*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I feel better. No... no... not better. I have a feeling typing it is not NEARLY as satisfying as actually screaming out loud and venting almost a half a month of frustration and stress and rage. But, once again, I'm at school. I don't want them to drag me away in the paddy wagon. Not when exams are done and I'm going out for Sushi and planning cookie baking and doing Christmassy stuffs. I'll try for the paddy wagon thing in January. There... problem solved.
I know, I know... I haven't posted anything significant in a long while. But when do I ever post anything of significance. (Oh, shut up, Carla and Lynnsey. And Tannis. You all suck.)
Where to begin...
Well, first off, I still haven't done a good account of Minneapolis. And that was a long time ago. Stress stress stress. Well, I came home from school and all was goodish. I was freaked that Carla and Lynnsey would be waiting for me and I'd hold every one up. Not the case. CARLA was late and I had to wait for her. Hee hee. When she finally came and we left my house, we decided to stop off for food quickly. Got Subway, decided not to eat in the restaurant (huh... can we even call a Subway that?? Sounds wrong). Got to the car, decided Carla shouldn't eat and drive. Sat in the car OUTSIDE the Subway and ate our subs. It struck me as strange. Meh.
And then WE WERE OFF!! Like a turd of hurddles, as Carla would say. Well, it was so true for us.
Carla and Lynnsey: Uh, where are we going?? How do we get to such & such highway? Where's the map.
Me: Don't look at me. I'm the classic direction ditz!!
Carla and Lynnsey: Wait, how do we get out of Winnipeg??
Me: Oy VEY!! (Carla laughed. She's jewish, so she can laugh at me.)
Carla and Lynnsey: Okay... We're out of Winnipeg?? Now... how do we get to the border??
Me (thinking): uh... go south. Eh... what do I know.
We went south.
Then at the border, we go through the U.S. customs and then, bright us, decide to ask how much we can bring back (in U.S. dollars. Customs is picky). The customs guy's all like 'I dunno. You got to ask at the Canadian side. Just drive around there and ask, but report back to us when you do.' They had to check us again while going across the border.
So, we go to the Canadian side. Askes the usual questions.
Customs man: So, how long were you in the States for?
Us (well, Carla, since she was the driver): About 5 seconds.
Customs man: *blink blink*
Us: We just went through U.S. customs, but had to come back here to ask how much we're allowed to bring back.
C.M.: Oh, okay. *dubiously* makes sense. (Actually, I lie about the dubious part. He was very very subtle about the fact that he must have thought we were nuts. Or he was just naturally, really nice. Yay Canadian customs!!!) For a 48 hour stay your allowed to bring back... *insert price here. Don't remember*
Us: Oh, okay. Uh... one more thing.... *sheepish* Do you know how to get to *insert highway name here* from here??
C.M (still really nice): Not really sure. Let me get my map.
Us: Okay. (wait, wait, wait. Not very long though)
C.M: Okay... here's the map.
And we all looked at the map. And then we were off again. And through U.S. customs again. And then we were on our way. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
And we only stopped for directions once more along the way!! *g* The U.S. people were so nice to us stupid tourists. Tehy wanted us to spend our money.
Then we drove and drove (well, Carla did) and listened to music. A large variety of music. Much of it Lynnsey's. There was good, bouncy, mellow, kinda depressing, lovey dovey (gag me) and some just plain WEIRD!! Well, what did I expect from Lynsey??
The roads were a teensy bit slippy going into Minneapolis. And we missed our turn off. But by some small miracle (okay, by Carla's awesome greatness!!) we found our hotel and got checked in. Much to our disappointment... no swimming pool. Well, my buds were disappointed. I was glad I didn't have to wear a bathing suit. We goofed around for a bit and then went to sleep for tomorrow.... (drum roll)... we would be going to the MALL OF AMERICA!!!!!! YAY!!
And I have to end this post now because I'm going out for Sushi!! YAY ME!!!! And I'm spent.
(0) Psychos who've actually visited my Blog
*inhales*
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*inhales*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
*inhales*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I think I feel better. No... no... not better. I have a feeling typing it is not NEARLY as satisfying as actually screaming out loud and venting almost a half a month of frustration and stress and rage. But, once again, I'm at school. I don't want them to drag me away in the paddy wagon. Not when exams are done and I'm going out for Sushi and planning cookie baking and doing Christmassy stuffs. I'll try for the paddy wagon thing in January. There... problem solved.
I know, I know... I haven't posted anything significant in a long while. But when do I ever post anything of significance. (Oh, shut up, Carla and Lynnsey. And Tannis. You all suck.)
Where to begin...
Well, first off, I still haven't done a good account of Minneapolis. And that was a long time ago. Stress stress stress. Well, I came home from school and all was goodish. I was freaked that Carla and Lynnsey would be waiting for me and I'd hold every one up. Not the case. CARLA was late and I had to wait for her. Hee hee. When she finally came and we left my house, we decided to stop off for food quickly. Got Subway, decided not to eat in the restaurant (huh... can we even call a Subway that?? Sounds wrong). Got to the car, decided Carla shouldn't eat and drive. Sat in the car OUTSIDE the Subway and ate our subs. It struck me as strange. Meh.
And then WE WERE OFF!! Like a turd of hurddles, as Carla would say. Well, it was so true for us.
Carla and Lynnsey: Uh, where are we going?? How do we get to such & such highway? Where's the map.
Me: Don't look at me. I'm the classic direction ditz!!
Carla and Lynnsey: Wait, how do we get out of Winnipeg??
Me: Oy VEY!! (Carla laughed. She's jewish, so she can laugh at me.)
Carla and Lynnsey: Okay... We're out of Winnipeg?? Now... how do we get to the border??
Me (thinking): uh... go south. Eh... what do I know.
We went south.
Then at the border, we go through the U.S. customs and then, bright us, decide to ask how much we can bring back (in U.S. dollars. Customs is picky). The customs guy's all like 'I dunno. You got to ask at the Canadian side. Just drive around there and ask, but report back to us when you do.' They had to check us again while going across the border.
So, we go to the Canadian side. Askes the usual questions.
Customs man: So, how long were you in the States for?
Us (well, Carla, since she was the driver): About 5 seconds.
Customs man: *blink blink*
Us: We just went through U.S. customs, but had to come back here to ask how much we're allowed to bring back.
C.M.: Oh, okay. *dubiously* makes sense. (Actually, I lie about the dubious part. He was very very subtle about the fact that he must have thought we were nuts. Or he was just naturally, really nice. Yay Canadian customs!!!) For a 48 hour stay your allowed to bring back... *insert price here. Don't remember*
Us: Oh, okay. Uh... one more thing.... *sheepish* Do you know how to get to *insert highway name here* from here??
C.M (still really nice): Not really sure. Let me get my map.
Us: Okay. (wait, wait, wait. Not very long though)
C.M: Okay... here's the map.
And we all looked at the map. And then we were off again. And through U.S. customs again. And then we were on our way. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
And we only stopped for directions once more along the way!! *g* The U.S. people were so nice to us stupid tourists. Tehy wanted us to spend our money.
Then we drove and drove (well, Carla did) and listened to music. A large variety of music. Much of it Lynnsey's. There was good, bouncy, mellow, kinda depressing, lovey dovey (gag me) and some just plain WEIRD!! Well, what did I expect from Lynsey??
The roads were a teensy bit slippy going into Minneapolis. And we missed our turn off. But by some small miracle (okay, by Carla's awesome greatness!!) we found our hotel and got checked in. Much to our disappointment... no swimming pool. Well, my buds were disappointed. I was glad I didn't have to wear a bathing suit. We goofed around for a bit and then went to sleep for tomorrow.... (drum roll)... we would be going to the MALL OF AMERICA!!!!!! YAY!!
And I have to end this post now because I'm going out for Sushi!! YAY ME!!!! And I'm spent.
2003-12-02
BUAH!! More quizzes. (Damn you, Procrastination)
Seems like you are not in big trouble. Actually,
this result is actually BETTER than average.
You will have a perfect job. You will make a
lot of money. The job that you will have is
being a kind of doctor. You will not marry.
Many (wo)men will like you or did like you in
your college, but you don't think anybody is
good enough for you. You will live in a two-
story house when you are older. Two stories all
for you is good enough for you! You will have
many dinners in your house. The bad news is
that you will be very lonely and sad - perhaps
almost depressed when you are older. Yes, you
will think that money is not everything in your
life. Feel good young man. You will not bald
/*_*\ Your hair will be the same as it is right
now. You will feel that you are one of the
prettiest/handsome (wo)man there is for your
age /*_*\ You will be the over average (wo)man.
In your future, nothing will hurt you. Only
pain on the outside. When you are 87 years old,
you will die of painful cancer.
The Quiz of Luck - What Will Happen In Your Future?
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How cheery. At least I'll have my 121 cats to keep me company. Yep, just me and my cats. La la!! Next quiz!!
You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a
little bit cocky and usually associated with
evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You
probably just don't give a damn,but it's
everyone else's fault if you don't because
you're too awesome to have any real faults.
What Kind of Smile are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Hm... I can live with that. BUAH!!! Next quiz!!
Maki -
What would your Japanese name be? (female)
brought to you by Quizilla
Okay... can't think of any smart remarks. Next quiz!!
I'm Classic-Cute!! made by Jen
Well, this is what I really got. But I kinda don't like this result. I like this one (see below) better.
I'm Mysterious Cute!! made by Jen
And hmm, turns out I would have gotten this one if I'd chosen the 'shadow' answer instead of 'diamond'. What... I like diamonds better than shadows. Diamonds, you can look at and go 'oooo... shiney' for hours. What fun is a shadow? Well, next quiz!!
Which Disney Princess are You?Find out!
wOOt! Next quiz!!
Which Flower Are You?Find out!
Hm... I was hoping to be something a bit more flashy. Though if this quiz actually had any answers that pertained to me, they'd probably end up labeling me 'The black, depressing flower of death'. Call me crazy, but I could live with that. Next quiz!!
Which Female Buffy Character are you? Find out!
Hm... just because I don't like studying or saving the world. Well, I can live with being the loose, psychotic, homocidal one. Yeah... Next quiz!!
Which Kid's TV Character are You?Find out!
But NOO!! I don't want to be a stupid dog. Stupid people. Grr. Next quiz!!
Which 'Friend' Are You?Find out!
Well, I told them I was a chick and still I get stuck as Joey. Could be worse. I could be Chandler. :D Next quiz!! (This is addictive! GAH!!!)
Which Pirates of the Carribean character are you? Find out @ RelentlessDivas.Net!
I have a deep, abiding love for the shy blacksmith, and yet I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Hm... I can see that. Not like there isn't a thousand slash fics out there. I should know... I've counted (and read :D) them. Kidding. Next quiz!!
Are You Crazy??Find out!
Just because I don't drink concoctions that strangers make in chem class, don't have pink elephants on my head and don't grab popcorn, sit back and enjoy the end of the world doesn't mean I'm SANE. This quiz sucks. Next quiz!!
You are Chess!
What popular board game are you?
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I suck. Next quiz!!
~Find Your Beauty Aura~
*blink blink* wtf? Is this quiz on crack?!?!?! On that note... bye all! (There, Carla. You can stop complaining. I've been procrastinating. HAPPY!?! HUH!! HUH!?!?! *kiss*)
(0) Psychos who've actually visited my Blog
Seems like you are not in big trouble. Actually,
this result is actually BETTER than average.
You will have a perfect job. You will make a
lot of money. The job that you will have is
being a kind of doctor. You will not marry.
Many (wo)men will like you or did like you in
your college, but you don't think anybody is
good enough for you. You will live in a two-
story house when you are older. Two stories all
for you is good enough for you! You will have
many dinners in your house. The bad news is
that you will be very lonely and sad - perhaps
almost depressed when you are older. Yes, you
will think that money is not everything in your
life. Feel good young man. You will not bald
/*_*\ Your hair will be the same as it is right
now. You will feel that you are one of the
prettiest/handsome (wo)man there is for your
age /*_*\ You will be the over average (wo)man.
In your future, nothing will hurt you. Only
pain on the outside. When you are 87 years old,
you will die of painful cancer.
The Quiz of Luck - What Will Happen In Your Future?
brought to you by Quizilla
How cheery. At least I'll have my 121 cats to keep me company. Yep, just me and my cats. La la!! Next quiz!!
You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a
little bit cocky and usually associated with
evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You
probably just don't give a damn,but it's
everyone else's fault if you don't because
you're too awesome to have any real faults.
What Kind of Smile are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Hm... I can live with that. BUAH!!! Next quiz!!
Maki -
What would your Japanese name be? (female)
brought to you by Quizilla
Okay... can't think of any smart remarks. Next quiz!!
I'm Classic-Cute!! made by Jen
Well, this is what I really got. But I kinda don't like this result. I like this one (see below) better.
I'm Mysterious Cute!! made by Jen
And hmm, turns out I would have gotten this one if I'd chosen the 'shadow' answer instead of 'diamond'. What... I like diamonds better than shadows. Diamonds, you can look at and go 'oooo... shiney' for hours. What fun is a shadow? Well, next quiz!!
Which Disney Princess are You?Find out!
wOOt! Next quiz!!
Which Flower Are You?Find out!
Hm... I was hoping to be something a bit more flashy. Though if this quiz actually had any answers that pertained to me, they'd probably end up labeling me 'The black, depressing flower of death'. Call me crazy, but I could live with that. Next quiz!!
Which Female Buffy Character are you? Find out!
Hm... just because I don't like studying or saving the world. Well, I can live with being the loose, psychotic, homocidal one. Yeah... Next quiz!!
Which Kid's TV Character are You?Find out!
But NOO!! I don't want to be a stupid dog. Stupid people. Grr. Next quiz!!
Which 'Friend' Are You?Find out!
Well, I told them I was a chick and still I get stuck as Joey. Could be worse. I could be Chandler. :D Next quiz!! (This is addictive! GAH!!!)
Which Pirates of the Carribean character are you? Find out @ RelentlessDivas.Net!
I have a deep, abiding love for the shy blacksmith, and yet I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Hm... I can see that. Not like there isn't a thousand slash fics out there. I should know... I've counted (and read :D) them. Kidding. Next quiz!!
Are You Crazy??Find out!
Just because I don't drink concoctions that strangers make in chem class, don't have pink elephants on my head and don't grab popcorn, sit back and enjoy the end of the world doesn't mean I'm SANE. This quiz sucks. Next quiz!!
You are Chess!
What popular board game are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
I suck. Next quiz!!
*blink blink* wtf? Is this quiz on crack?!?!?! On that note... bye all! (There, Carla. You can stop complaining. I've been procrastinating. HAPPY!?! HUH!! HUH!?!?! *kiss*)
Today's topic: Reply to Carla's post about how me and Lynnsey aren't updating our blogs.
Two words: Insane theater essay. So there.
Yes, I had a theater essay that I've known about for a while now. Thing is... essays scare me. Especially for this course 'cause this guy's all nitpicky about the french. I should be used to that by now... but my french really SUCKS. Much like my blog. Plus, my mood over the weekend was not at all conductive to writing. Why, you may ask? Take one part procrastination (Dam you, we meet again. *shakes her fist at Procrastination*), 2 parts anger at the world and 15 parts sadness. Yep, that's lots of sadness. And 1/2 part drunkness. Not that I was so drunk I couldn't write... just so drunk that I didn't want to write. At all. Ever.
You may ask, what's with all the sadness and anger? Can't post re: keeping the language-aspect of this blog PG-13. Also, 'tis about family (stupid, stupid family), and they may come across this blog someday (Hey, don't laugh. It happened to that one guy. That poor guy). And if I post it, it may hurt their baby feelings. Urge to rant rising... rising... ooooh... shiney!! Urge to rant fading... fading... fading... RISING... fading... fading... gone. Come, friends. Come bask in in shiney thing's warm glowing warming glow. Sorry, was channeling Homer Simpson for a bit there. D'Oh! (1 crayon, 2 crayons, 3 crayons... etc, etc, ... 12 crayons! WOO HOO! A new record!! *sneezes crayons out of nose* Hey, where did that blue one go?? *shrugs*)
Uh... yeah. Done now. All that to say... Carla, shut up. (^) ( > . < ) (^)
And I'm spent. Back to Procrastination... I mean, writing my theater essay. Gah. *hangs head sullenly*
(0) Psychos who've actually visited my Blog
Two words: Insane theater essay. So there.
Yes, I had a theater essay that I've known about for a while now. Thing is... essays scare me. Especially for this course 'cause this guy's all nitpicky about the french. I should be used to that by now... but my french really SUCKS. Much like my blog. Plus, my mood over the weekend was not at all conductive to writing. Why, you may ask? Take one part procrastination (Dam you, we meet again. *shakes her fist at Procrastination*), 2 parts anger at the world and 15 parts sadness. Yep, that's lots of sadness. And 1/2 part drunkness. Not that I was so drunk I couldn't write... just so drunk that I didn't want to write. At all. Ever.
You may ask, what's with all the sadness and anger? Can't post re: keeping the language-aspect of this blog PG-13. Also, 'tis about family (stupid, stupid family), and they may come across this blog someday (Hey, don't laugh. It happened to that one guy. That poor guy). And if I post it, it may hurt their baby feelings. Urge to rant rising... rising... ooooh... shiney!! Urge to rant fading... fading... fading... RISING... fading... fading... gone. Come, friends. Come bask in in shiney thing's warm glowing warming glow. Sorry, was channeling Homer Simpson for a bit there. D'Oh! (1 crayon, 2 crayons, 3 crayons... etc, etc, ... 12 crayons! WOO HOO! A new record!! *sneezes crayons out of nose* Hey, where did that blue one go?? *shrugs*)
Uh... yeah. Done now. All that to say... Carla, shut up. (^) ( > . < ) (^)
And I'm spent. Back to Procrastination... I mean, writing my theater essay. Gah. *hangs head sullenly*
