while doing research for a comm paper, i found a journal article entitled "blogging and the politics of melancholy".

not gonna like, i lol'd.

WE EL-JAY KIDS ARE THE EMOSTEST.

no matter how much everyone else in my life sucks, my guy friends pretty much kick ass. like madcrazy whoa.

a disturbing trend i just noticed:
over the past seven months or so, friends have been popping out babies left and right. AND EVERY SINGLE ONE ((baby, not friend obviously)) HAS BEEN A BOY.

**sidalee had breeze ((wtf kind of name is that))
**cassandra had aidan
**vanessa had ace ((ventura, pet detective?))
**christina had jason
**michelle had gavin

where are the x chromosomes in this equation? where are all girls?
are we a dying breed?

*6 pack Kroger brand Slim-Fast
*1 can no salt added diced tomatoes
*1 box Lipton vanilla-caramel truffle black tea
*4 organic fruit leathers: strawberry pomegranate sunshine, ripened raspberry, orchard cherry, harvest grape
*1 8-pack snack sized Kit Kat bars
*1 8-pack snack packages of Peanut M&Ms
*2 California Pizza Kitchen personal thin crust margherita pizzas
*1 package frozen chopped spinach
*1 box reduced-fat macaroni and cheese
*1 smoked beef sausage
*1 carton Kroger brand active lifestyle low calorie orange juice
*1 value pack of boneless, skinless chicken breasts
*1 box 100 calorie packs of Wheat Thins
*1 Deli Creations parmesan basil turkey focaccia sandwich kit
*1 Deli Creations steakhouse beef and pepper jack focaccia sandwich kit
*1 South Beach Living grilled chicken caesar wrap kit
*1 jar Healthy Choice herb & garlic pasta sauce
*1 can light Pringles
*2.25 lbs green grapes
*1 carton strawberries
*1 pineapple
*1 roll paper towels

the damage?? $66.05
saved $13.29 with my kroger card, which is pretty ballin. can't do this every week, but that thing of chicken is going to last me FOREVER-- i'll end up freezing most of it. the smoked sausage should last awhile too. that stuff is good but you can't eat huge quantities of it in one sitting. the diced tomatoes were really the only thing i didn't know i'd use for certain in the upcoming week, but i like having a can around just in case. they're good for a lot of things and the damn things were on sale for $0.57. so all in all they didn't add *that* much to the bill.

i can't run right now because of my ankle, but damn it all i'll still try to be healthy ((also think i might jump on a recumbent bike and see how that feels on it so i can actually get in some cardio))!!

stupid ankle.
stupid dining hall.

on a completely unrelated note, i'm officially addicted to twitter. i installed twitterfox on my firefox browser so that i don't even have to be on twitter to see peoples updates or to post my own.

hopefully i won't end up like this...

strawberries are in season. i ate a good 2/3-3/4 of a carton a few minutes ago. saving a few for tomorrow-- i've got leftover dipping chocolate i want to eat them with but didn't want any chocolate tonight.

spring needs to hurry up and be here already. craig got me a pair of rainbows for valentine's day ((we actually DID valentine's day this year, and his idea to boot!)) and i AM wearing them in spite of the cold. because, while i do love shoes, i love flip flops more.

walk a mile in my flip flops, beetches.

i bought my first set of dishes today. not first set as in i have never owned a dish in my life, i have quite an extensive collection of mismatched dishes. first set as in "service for 16". all came together in a nice box from better homes and gardens. they match.

i think they're cute :D

http://www.walmart.com/catalog/product.do?product_id=10166622

finding myself held hostage by the spirit of domesticity i also purchased a set of dishtowels ((2 dish towels, 2 decorative towels, 1 wash cloth, 2 pot holders, 1 oven mitt)) with a california wine type thing, and 2 place mats with a similar sommelier theme. also acquired was a self straining pasta pot, a new set of measuring spoons ((the old one is incomplete and not mine)) and a set of measuring cups.

started putting together thomas' first care package ((he shipped out this past saturday)). so far i have:
*4 cans of chef boyardee ((2 ravioli, 1 beefaroni, 1 spagetti w/ meatballs-- all easy open lids))
*1 box of assorted sandwich crackers
*1 value pack of winterfresh gum ((the kind that has a bunch of small packets all in one big plastic sheath))
*1 can slim jims
*1 find-and-circle word puzzle book
*a package of ball point pens
*monopoly card game
*nerf-type foam football
*"odd thomas" by dean koontz ((gently used-- it's one i got to read on a flight awhile ago and kept to long for the read-and-return program. everyone loves dean koontz, right?))

i want to get a few movie-sized boxes of candy from wal*mart, and when i'm done reading mental_floss magazine i'll probably toss that in there too.

just discovered mental_floss today while putzing around barnes & noble in search of a new something to read. i was going to get "a moveable feast", but the binding was coming unglued in the only copy they had and, as much as i adore hemmingway, i'm not paying $15 for a book that's begun to fall apart before i start reading it. wasn't feeling koontz because, as much as i love him, i had just finished one of his books today and needed a break. didn't feel ditzy enough to buy cosmo ((though i do LOVE cosmo)). so i got mental_floss because on the front it said "feel smart again" and i was just commenting to someone that i feel like i've gotten dumber since coming to college.

HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS MAGAZINE BEFORE??

i love it.
love love love love it.

and if feel intelligent again :D

... and then you come to the startling realization that there -is- nothing else.

http://fattyrunning.blogspot.com

a) I think I have a blog addiction...
b) This is actually happening. OH JESUS GOD THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING.
c) Real updates?? Maybe.

I was so excited about coming back for J-Term.
Now I would kill 1000 puppies to be anywhere but here.

The sad part is that if someone were to ask me right now why I'm crying I wouldn't be able to tell them. All I'd be able to say is I want to go home over and over and over and over again. But if they were to ask me where home is I wouldn't have an answer.

I want to go home.

i'm beautiful again.
don't be angry.

i wish, more than anything, more than life...

i've been so angry lately.
no real reason.
just...
angry.

during my countless hours spent in the airport yesterday, i learned something:

writing christmas cards to people you know hate you is exceedingly difficult. what do you say?

"hey! i know you hate me and think i'm a terrible person but you know what? merry freakin christmas anyway!"
"i just wanted to wish you a happy holiday and ask why you hate me. kthx."
"kiss my ass, you judgemental jerks! merry christmas and best wishes for the new year loooooooooooooove kendray"

really, when it comes down to it, you can't really write anything without sounding acusatory, whiny, or clinical.

i've never not been able to write anything. i'm a creative writing major for fuck's sake! words are my bitches! but for the life of me i couldn't think of anything appropriate aside from "merry christmas and best wishes for the new year". so that's what i wrote.

at least i tried.
that has to count for something... right?

***

on a completely unrelated note, eve 6 is playing at usc on the 17th of march. it's a tuesday. and i think it might be during spring break. but i am going to find a way to be down there, so help me god!! didn't get to go see them in raleigh over the summer because... well... yeah. you know. and i need some eve 6 in my life. i freakin love them ohsoveryveryverymuch!!!!!!!!

at least i'm breathin'
at least i'm alive
as long as i'm dreamin'
everything's gonna be all right

or something like that...

and now sir, i am i reminded of why i don't like you very much.

you do this every time.

Instructions: Put your music player of choice on shuffle. Write down the first line of the first twenty songs which come up, in order. The 21st line is the title.


Just gimme the trees and make me smoke it, yo.

I don't know why you act so shy
I'm waiting for the night, drifting away
Remember staring up at the stars for hours
Work it harder, make it better
Do you think about what you say
Shake dat laffy taffy
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
The Sunset Strip bitch
Here come the clones
I see fields of blank, un-staring eyes
When I first met you
I linger in the doorway
You can have Washington, I'll take New Jersey
Of late, it's harder just to go outside
I bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocky
Please don't stop the music
Sometimes the feeling is right
Roll over baby the time has come
Here I am on the phone again
Hey, how's your sister?



I cheated... I skipped all the foreign language music. Also, this proves that my music collection is really not good for this sort of thing. DAMN MY OBSESSION WITH HIPHOP AND RAP!!

there is nothing quite as sexy as a man who is good with his children.

In lieu of a real update... some Shakespeare!!

Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown:
Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;
I am not Adriana nor thy wife.
The time was once when thou unurged wouldst vow
That never words were music to thine ear,
That never object pleasing in thine eye,
That never touch well welcome to thy hand,
That never meat sweet-savor'd in thy taste,
Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or carved to thee.
How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it,
That thou art thus estranged from thyself?
Thyself I call it, being strange to me,
That, undividable, incorporate,
Am better than thy dear self's better part.
Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!
For know, my love, as easy mayest thou fall
A drop of water in the breaking gulf,
And take unmingled that same drop again,
Without addition or diminishing,
As take from me thyself and not me too.
How dearly would it touch me to the quick,
Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious
And that this body, consecrate to thee,
By ruffian lust should be contaminate!
Wouldst thou not spit at me and spurn at me
And hurl the name of husband in my face
And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot-brow
And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring
And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?
I know thou canst; and therefore see thou do it.
I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;
My blood is mingled with the crime of lust:
For if we too be one and thou play false,
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
Keep then far league and truce with thy true bed;
I live unstain'd, thou undishonoured.


Oh Adriana, you are my hero <3