m u l t i f a c e t e d

2003-12-02T09:35:00.000-06:00

why has my home url been stolen?

2003-06-23T00:52:00.000-05:00

i got so sick of dealing with blogger basic, i wrote the company (i am angry...):

Dear Sirs:

First off, you must forgive me for e-mailing you at this address. This is an e-mail concerning the newest "system" in place, known as "Blogger Basic". If this is not the right address, I ask that you forward this e-mail to the appropriate person. I could not find any other e-mail address that would be remotely able to answer any of my questions and concerns. Please take note of that.

The newest system, "Blogger Basic", certainly does not live up to its name. Instead of the singular screen displaying the newest post, and recently published posts, user instead have to navigate through a maze of various links to see the final product. This may be easier for persons who do not understand computers or the Internet in general; however, many of my colleagues, many of which do not understand the simplest of HTML, find "Blogger Basic", even harder to understand, and almost an insult to their intelligence.

The only news of the switch over to "Blogger Basic" states "It's basically the same as the old one but should work better." (5-16-2003) Instead, as I had mentioned before, the new system is confusing, and little to no help is indeed offered to navigate it. Instead of asking whether or not users would prefer to switch to "Blogger Basic" or remain with the older version, as would AOL if it created a new version of its Instant Messanger services, it is imposed on all users.

These are just the thoughts of one user. I am afraid to say that I may not remain with Blogger much longer if anymore changes are imposed on my blog. Thank you very much for your time; I look forward to your reply.

Sincerely,
**** *****
also known as "dagan"
proud owner of the blog at http://loadedsaturnalia.blogspot.com

2003-06-23T00:30:00.000-05:00

i'm still on old!blogger... i'm waiting in terror for the day new!blogger (or bloggerBASIC) is forced on me. who took html, so she could maintain this site without resorting to matt 24/7? that's right, blogger assholes... watch me convert to livejournals...

in other news:

went to anna's "college" youth group. i found it fun, because everyone was my age or older (unlike my own, in which i am the eldest.) we played softball, and then a bunch of icebreakers, and then we watched really old movies of their youth group moments. i think watching the progression of pastor mike's hair was the best.

oh, and i got this:

it was really easy, though, because i know the lyrics. also, it would have a link, but it got lost somehow... shame.

2003-06-18T23:25:00.000-05:00

my life, as according to the internet:

dubya's dayly diary

patrick: here's an odd question for ya
me: k
patrick: if a cow eats grass which is green, and from it makes milk which is white, where does all the green go?
me: to the poop
patrick: hmmm.....
patrick: an excellent sollution
patrick: and so simple
patrick: i can sleep easy tonight
me: excellent
me: another insomniac cured

anna: ok... so I always say that I feel like a tool/am a tool and yet I don't know for sure what it means... so I'm trying to find the definition. According to http://www.peevish.co.uk/slang/t.htm it means:

"Noun. 1. A penis, implying its supposed usefulness. [1200s]
2. An idiot, a contemptible person"

me: lol
anna: I can only assume that I've been using the word in the correct context
me: penis
anna: well, I was more using it to mean the second definition

me: i'm redesigning democracy
allyson: lol
allyson: how?
me: well, the public can vote for the three most popular people in an election
me: then of these three, there'll be a lottery held
allyson: lol
me: the winner of that will be president
allyson: hehe
me: the other two will then have to engaged in mud wrestling to vie for vice president
allyson: lmao
me: this will ensure more "bumpkin" voter tunr-out
allyson: lol
me: plus we will begin to resort to the old ideals of choosing our leaders by how tall/strong/good looking they are
allyson: and have a greater possibilty for a female president?vp
allyson: ;-)
allyson: hehe
me: that will increase the 18-24 voter turn-out
me: in the case of two females for vp, jello fighting
me: ergo upping male voter turn-out
allyson: lmao
me: and if it all ends up in one big tie
me: shots until someone pukes
me: then the other two arm wrestle
me: winner takes all
allyson: lmao!
me: in any case, the loser gets a nice fruit basket and a bumper sticker that says "i could have bombed iran, but i'm too nice."
allyson: lol
me: yup
allyson: you've put a lot of thought into this:P
allyson: hehe
me: i like democracy now
allyson: lol

2003-06-17T23:30:00.000-05:00

i will not be undone by mr. matt. "i'm the only one that posts, blah blah blah." you know why i don't post, mr. high-and-mighty-poster?

talking to renee about prom pictures. helping anna with website problems. calming down allyson after a boy did bad in our books. trying to find a misplaced file. talking to another inter-friend, and sending said files.

add to that the fact i work, the fact i log on around ten at night, and it is, indeed, vbs week. i am beat, generally, and between the usual three aim convos i hold, i get the urge to gossip out. so when it comes time to post, i'm bored, and put it off. i do, as do you, mr. matt, procrastinate.

oh, and you know what i did today? went to piano lessons at wb. they were tarring the roof, and tearing up the music wing to make it wheelchair accessable. probably for jasmin, but they said someone new is joining in a wheelchair. (that last sentence makes no sense.)

otherwise, LIVE WITH THE FACT I DON'T POST!! :-P

2003-06-16T21:09:00.000-05:00

what do you get when you combine thirteen hyper, twelve-year-old girls? my vbs class. ah, sixth grade, right when cliques start, hormone begin their tour, and they're not quite young, not quite old, but still cop some sort of 'tude.

i feel old.

2003-06-16T00:24:00.000-05:00

anyone else find "bloggerwear" completely unneccessary?

anyway, my family's been consumed by the dread vbs bug. it lasts about a week, and requires mass amounts of time spent at church... yeah, go vacation bible school! oot! anyway, i've finally escaped the drudgery of kindergarten for sixth grade. it's like "they have minds of their own, what am i gonna do?!" make the coolest pins this side of pluto ;-)

not much else has been happening. went out with anna today, after lucas' last luther league. we played a nice, friendly game of ultimate, which, as anna soon said, "game's not over till everyone's bruised and blodody." (or something of that nature.) i think four of us has played ultimate by league rules, and three others knew how to play pretty well. dustin, lucas, keith, and andrew were on one team, whereas kristin, brian and i were on another. the rest understood, and got along pretty well after a while.

of course, we had no fouls.

this led to keith and justin simply tackling people at points. we all caved in, after a while. (i purposely elbowed keith after he made some comment about girls. it was bad, so i'm not sorry.)

otherwise, uneventful. maybe i'll post about prom... someday... when i get my pictures, i suppose...

2003-06-14T00:43:00.000-05:00

add a caption to this picture. points if you quote the simpson's appropriatly. rock.

2003-06-03T23:27:00.000-05:00

whoa. went out with renee just to go out. we ended up at laura's for like two hours, mainly planning prom.

i'm slowly realizing that owen wilson sounds like a stoner no matter what role he plays, and that two of his most well-known roles involved drug abuse.

this site is the worst site ever. trust me. you'll either laugh or puke.

When I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better. --Mae West

I don't think I have Warrior Pride. I have Warrior Apathy. --Jen

The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense. --Tom Clancy

A hard man is good to find. --Mae West

Smoking is one of the leading causes of statistics. -- Fletcher Knebel

2003-06-02T23:15:00.000-05:00

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2003-06-02T20:59:00.000-05:00

i survived!! four fucking years of pure survival! bow before me all those younger!

elation aside, we had "book reports" in english. kenji brought little women and lauren brought harry potter. i also made amy's day, because she brought the giver, and i asked her if she had heard of gathering blue, which is a sequel. (she hadn't. yea.)

today was also part one of major locker clean-out. minor cleaning has been happening all month. i brought a backpack today. i did my business...

hmm... banquet was last friday. my favorite immediate-past ltg for division nine was present, plus i got to talk to allison, the new ltg. and jenny got her own gavel (which she cradled like a baby. she was very protective of it, and told me if her gavel hadn't been given to her, she would have just stolen the club's.) the slide show was weird. everyone laughed at my baby picture. i admit, it was a hi-larious one, but still. everyone else's was cute, mine was funny. but then, i was posing as a queen in my "senior" picture.

while kazaa is still healthy, i suggest y'all download:

"harder, better, stronger, faster", daft punk

"nothing's gonna change my world", fiona apple

"all by myself", green day

"lost picasso", hot sauce johnson

"popcorn", hot butter

"fly me to the moon", lorrie morgan

"rock-a-bye", shaun mullins

"cigarette", yellowcard
i'm done being weird. and who doesn't like good music? huh? losers, that's who. are you a loser?

2003-05-29T23:40:00.000-05:00

i never update. i blame allyson.

funny stuff:

bird flew into sociology. landed right on sarah murray's desk. she sits right behind me. we screamed.
a random girl asked me to sign her yearbook, now i keep seeing her. robin, the other girl in the nurse's, thinks she like me.
went to party city. took a picture of jenny wearing a coconut bra, a lei, and an "incredible hulk" mask.
almost bought a puppy. a pure act of willpower. i deserve cake.
discussed with john forbes as to why he's so antisocial. he changed the topic to world domination. he plans on using religion.
had to sit through senior awards night. ennsmann recycled her speech from the one she gave at graduation practice.
went to bed a 7:30 the other night. still felt tired the next day.
my friend got an award for screen printing for a picture we forged because the real one didn't work well. we laughed.

tired. amazing

2003-05-25T21:20:00.000-05:00

so... tired...

i've been eighteen for two days now. official acts include:

ditching school
registering to vote
drank a virgin margarita (which i've never had, ever before)
was an accessory to my cousins' deliquency (they were taking a "no parking on this side of the street" sign out of a ditch. it looked abandoned, but was still apparently illegal.)

officially, dale sucks. well, not really. but i just cleaned the caller id, as i am wont, and found out dale, niffer, and anna called while i was walking. nice message-taking system, huh.
the moral is i'm dead tired, and that i'm only on because my dad woke me to dry the dishes. damn him.

2003-05-22T21:45:00.000-05:00

hilary's synopsis of the concert is much better than mine would ever be. all i know is the music was pretty.

wednesday was fun. grad practice, in which we sat around, then moved and sat again. in the end, jen, allyssa, jen k. and myself went dress hunting. krinner tried on like every dress ever while jen and i looked for garters. allyssa was along for the ride, but it was fun to have her around as well < tee hee >

today was interesting. i actually came home happy. amazing. i suppose i should close with "nazi punks, nazi punks, nazi punks FUCK OFF!"

2003-05-20T13:23:00.000-05:00

ha ha ha!! i love hilary!! we're going to the ash concert tonight, and this involves the train, and happiness, and i'm excited, and i'm going to work today and so much fun stuff. sexy la la la.

2003-05-18T20:23:00.000-05:00

maureen doesn't like boogers.

anyway, did two major things this weekend:

1.) saw matrix: reloaded. damn.

2.) relay for life. i didn't sleep. this led to deep feelings. crazy style.

2003-05-15T22:12:00.001-05:00

Mary posted the same thought twice. Isn't she a booger? Let's beat her to death with sticks. By the way, this is Maureen.

2003-05-15T22:12:00.000-05:00

yeah, best part of the original matrix? when trinity tells neo she loves him. best part.

2003-05-15T22:05:00.000-05:00

interesting... or, as the person whos blog i stole this off of, let's hope it doesn't affect humans.

2003-05-14T13:30:00.000-05:00

this is the question, and i want everyone to respond to this:

is keith root my pimp* (more specifically, chulo).
*pimp - 1. adj. Very admirable or desirable. Extremely good. "Check out his pimp ride!" 2. n. a male who is extremely admirable, especially with the women. "Take notes fellas, I’m the pimp!"

2003-05-13T21:09:00.000-05:00

ha ha, i just got back from "bring a friend to class" at sensai steve's. lord. aaron tade taught me a bit of stuff before the actual class. weaponry. i'm bad. or as i thanked sarah (whose friend i was being), "thank you, sarah, for showing me how bad i actually am." yeah, i had fun. more fun than.... a barrel of broken glass pieces!

2003-05-13T13:29:00.000-05:00

no updates in forever. i'm lazy, so i'm stealing updates, and adding my own messages.

friday, from anna's blog:

"I bought pet mice earlier today. Mom *hates* mice and has yet to see them so I wonder how she'll react..."

that was fun. first we thought a rat was dead. the guy assured us rats sleep funny. it looked like it was dead/dying, though. then he got the mice. two white male mice. the only way you can tell them apart, or so i say, is the named one, tunsis, has larger body parts specific to the male anatomy that most women chose to kick when threatened. at any rate, they've both got huge ones.

saturday, also thanks to manna:

"Later that night Hilary, Mary, Mary's cousin Tom (who hails from Racine), and I went to Kopper Kitchen and then to Borders. I guess there were tornado warnings going off (and apparently a tornado was spotted in Oakbrook Terrace) but none of us had any idea until we got back to my house."

tom declared later it was the geekiest thing he'd done in a long time - but he also had a whole lot of fun. what anna didn't include was the fun we had at midnight at my grandma's house (where tom and family was staying), cleaning gunk off of her windshield.

that's my weekend.

this week as been kuh-razy. i hauled ass to finish one project in screen printing, and now i'm hauling even more ass to finish another by friday (this means coming in early, and during lunch. totally fun stuff.)

2003-05-10T17:36:00.000-05:00

i smell like car exhaust. this is why:

kyle called at about noon, and we ended up going out for lunch at simon's. then we went to jewel, because i had to pick up some stuff for breakfast tomorrow. (yea, anna, remember how i said that making breakfast was too much for me? my sisters want to, so i get to help.) anyway, jewel is celebrating its "grand re-opening", so they had people from smuckers and the big shopping cart out front. as we were leaving jewel, kyle asked me if i'd like to ride in the shopping cart. the driver let me and hussein (from school) lap the lot twice. at first it was scary; in fact, whenever we took a corner, it was scary. buit we also waved to people driving on st. charles and ardmore. it was pretty great :-D however, when we dismounted, i got off first, then stayed below to make sure hussein knew what to do. i got too close to the exhaust pipes (the engine is like a hot rod's) and presto - i smell like car exhaust.

2003-05-07T19:55:00.000-05:00

HOW TO BE A CANADIAN, by Michelle Ravel.

Lesson One: The Passing Apology.

When someone bumps into you, or you bump into them, on the sidewalk or while getting into a subway car or whatever, they will say, "Sorry."

The first mistake non-Canadian people make is assuming that the person is actually sorry for bumping into you. They aren't. In fact, sometimes "Sorry" can be the Canadian way of saying, "Hey, watch it, punk!" So... watch it. Punk.

Most of the time, though, they are nice, well-meaning people, who are just brought up in this lovely country, and therefore using the convention of The Passing Apology.

How to use this convention: Apologise frequently. Apologise in the street at people you pass by too closely. Apologise for dropping change when you were about to give it to a cashier. Apologise when someone sits next to you somewhere, in case you had been taking up too much room.

Remember: this apology is in no way an admission of guilt. It is simply convention. Which brings me to the most common breach of etiquette: how to respond to a Passing Apology.

If you are a recipient of a Passing Apology, under NO CIRCUMSTANCES should you respond, "It's okay," or "Don't worry about it." Americans don't seem to understand that this sort of response is considered very rude indeed. Forgiving people when they say sorry to you is like BLAMING them.

The only PROPER Canadian response to "Sorry," is to say "Sorry," back. What are you sorry for, you may ask? You're sorry for bumping into them. You're sorry for being in their way so they bumped into you. You're sorry that they had to apologise to you. You're sorry that you even crossed their paths, and that you were even born. You're sorry that you're such a suck in your sucky sucky life. You're SORRY. So very, very SORRY.

When you've mastered this concept--by far the most important in a study of Canadian behaviour--you have begun to master HOW TO BE A CANADIAN.

~*~

At any rate--I cannot give instructions on "How to Be a Canadian." But I can give helpful hints on "How Not to Be an 'American' In Canada," or basic suggestions from an American On the Border (AotB):

Do not make fun of the money. Nobody is amused. This is an old "joke." Everyone has heard it before. It wasn't funny then. Nor is "Saskatchewan" that funny a name.

Canada is definitely in the north. Most Canadians have noticed this. If you didn't realize this until now, they are very interested in knowing how you got there.

The people at the border CHEX near any American university have a right to be a bit on the civil but curt side. Think of having to work inside of a freshman dormitory on the weekend. It would take quite a bit of my self-control to stay that friendly about the whole enterprise.

Canadians are American, too--though they'll let it slide as long as you don't get too "I'm an AMERICAN." They realize that it is very hard to come up with another term for one's nationality when your country has a name like the United States of America. Referring to people from the States as "Unitarians" is simply too confusing.

They do love us. They don't want to be us. But they are quite fond of us, in that way that one stays fond of that friend who is at his/her best outgoing, helpful and enthusiastic and at his/her worst is obnoxious, overbearing and a bit embarrassing to be seen in public with.

It is very polite to at least carry a miniature French phrasebook around in Quebec. You probably won't have to use it, except for interpreting written material, because people really won't mind speaking English if you look like you've given a good go of it, or would be willing to give it a go if push came to shove.

Camping in Canada: usually there are tents involved. People in areas popular for nature sight-seeing will give you a funny look if you talk about hiking in Pukaswa and then ask where you can find a motel close to the park. Also, other Americans within earshot who do camp will want to approach the hapless Canadians and apologize profusely. This will end up causing violations of the "Sorry" rule as outlined above, as the only proper Canadian response to this is:

"Sorry?" Cross-cultural communication will go downhill from there.

2003-05-07T19:37:00.000-05:00

omg, the music theory test was today. i don't think i failed miserably, but sight singing went down the hole. we giggled at the directions - stuff like "your singing voice will not be graded." in the grading instructions (which we got to deal with all monday and tuesday for the practice stuff.), it says to disregard "any obsenities, giggling, or the like." funny stuff.

dale's being weird. i don't understand stuff, nor do i really want to. i want him to stop being so... dale-like. i think all is somewhat decent with terese, and allyson is not dead due to tornadoes. aim is so scintillating.

oh, and citizen kane? sucks. sucks in a dale way. very, very weird, and only mr. avery really understands it. i want period two's assignment. bah.

2003-05-06T20:59:00.000-05:00

normally, i read "doonesbury" and feel confused. then i read sunday's and it all made sense.

2003-05-05T22:37:00.000-05:00

i got a dress!!! it's coral, and it's sparkly, and it's got only one strap, but i look soooooo gooooood in it!

i love renee for taking me out. seriously. we went to jewel after the mall, because she had to buy a snack for her ap test tomorrow, and we used the self-check out. it started saying "unexpected item in bagging area. please remove item." so we pick up the box of crackers - "item removed from bagging area. please replace item." - "unexpected item in bagging area. please remove item." - "item removed from bagging area. please replace item." - "unexpected item in bagging area. please remove item." - "item removed from bagging area. please replace item." - "unexpected item in bagging area. please remove item." for like five minutes. then the jewel man came over and pressed "paper bag" and it shut up. we were amazed.

2003-05-05T14:06:00.000-05:00

finally, a new skin!

2003-05-04T21:36:00.000-05:00

someone likes me. keith confirmed my suspiscions today. he's considerably younger...

okay, i kind of like him. but it's like "dude, you're x-amount younger. let's wait a year, and see where it goes." keith says that if it's meant to be, it'll turn out okay. we went on a luther league picnic today, before the rain. i had told keith to watch, and like not even ten minutes he was like "mary? definitely." it's just... weird, i guess. like, guys don't flirt with me. i am an enigma. i'm more fun to hang out with, i just don't know. and here's a really nice guy, and i just can't accept it, really. i mean, i do have a decent arguement. he really is x-amount younger than me, and i really would like to wait it out a bit before begining anything (if anything would even start.)

in other news, i love paul. he's seriously like the most awesome straight guy i know.

proof:

paul: hahaha, why would you want him [dale]?

....

paul: see, you didn't need dale

....

me: yeah, i'm hacking in :-D
paul: hahaha
paul: hacker
paul: even tho technically its NOT hacking
me: it's not hacking if you give me the password
paul: yeah;..
paul: but if it makes you feel better, i didn't
me: ?
paul: well.. i'll tell ppl that i didn't
me: i hacked in
paul: i'll say you hacked into one of my accounts
me: bc i'm that smart :-)
paul: yeah
paul: you get it

yeah. two boys and i feel like crap. crap crap crap.

2003-05-04T00:39:00.000-05:00

kyle and i went to unos tonight. good pizza, excellent service.... our waiter was indeed HOT. kyle was convinced he, patrick, was looking at him. colleen, our friend and the hostess there, said patrick was straight... he did write something like "thanks for the night :) patrick" on our bill. we countered. i wrote "you're cute :) [kyle's cell number] mary" on one of the paper napkin rings and re-wrapped around his tip. now if he calls, kyle will redirect him to my own number. i kind of hope he does call, only because i've never left my number before, but i don't think he will. he was cute, though.

dale's become an ass. well, he's always been an ass, but at least he used to be a fun ass. now he's a jackass. wanna guess why? here's a clue - his away message:

Im dreamin of living the perfect life...being a college kid that can fly airplanes, get decent grades, and have a cute girlfriend...oh wait...im dreaming of being awake!!!

it hurts to even have that piece of crap on my blog.

anyway, even paul is mad with him. i've talked to him once since this whole new dale began. all other times involve "hello? oh, yeah, even though i just imed you, i have to go. my girlfriend is waiting. bye!"

of course, i don't actually dislike the thought of his girlfriend. she sounds perfectly nice, and, to be frank, he's done waaaaaaaaaaaaay worse (the slutty name "kim" comes to mind...) i'm not jealous by any standards, it's just he's being such a god-awful freak about the whole relationship that you want to kick him. oh, and the best part is he's not above begining to flirt with you, then if you respond, he starts on the "oh, but i have a girlfriend" rant. [note: this is not my experience, i'm reccounting an annonymous story.] no shit you have a girlfriend; you won't let us forget!

in other news, i think someone likes me, and i kind of like him (well, i've looked at him and judged what he'd be like if...) i have to get my agent in on this, see what he thinks, before i leak it to the immediate press.

ta.

2003-05-04T00:07:00.000-05:00

[from hilary's site. i went with green day.]

Answer using only song titles from a specific band or artist:

1. Are you male or female?: she
2. Describe yourself: outsider
3. How do some people feel about you?: good riddance
4. How do you feel about yourself?: nice guys finish last
5. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: all by myself
6. Where would you rather be?: welcome to paradise
7. Describe what you want to be: at the library
8. Describe how you live: having a blast
9. Describe how you love: blood, sex and booze
10. Share a few words of wisdom: "so go do what you like, make sure you do it right.... you can't go forcing something if it's just not right" (when i come around)

2003-05-01T20:01:00.000-05:00

my life, as of late
by me

sunday, april 27th

lo. went to church. it was happy "go to a lutheran college" day. happy. actually, the president from st. olaf's came and talked at us during sunday school. only the parents who invaded our already tiny room and bethany who's going there really cared. the people who mattered, the sophmores and jesse, were all half asleep and guzzling oj. elise began to bleed randomly, and that provided some excitement.

anyway, the same guy preached at both services. sooooooooooo looooooooooooong....

practice ap test happened afterwards. i did okay. well, i got a four. but it was a low four. but still a four. (yeah, i'm happy.)

monday, april 28th

verily. i went to work and felt like shit. turns out i had a fever.

tuesday, april 29th

indeed. i was home sick. it sucked.

wednesday, april 30th

cert. i modeled for alla prima painters today. it was pretty much a party in mrs. greenman's room. kyle modeled, too, and blake serverino, debbie steiner, random boy, emily, kevin brend, brooke buchanan, and michelle painted. we talked, and posed, and painted, and kidded, and ate peanut butter and celery, and harrased blake, and cheered debbie and brooke. in the end, debbie gave me her painting. i now officially have a portrait. hee.

went to work. saw danny stady. danny stady is now a page. i laughed. i still laugh.

thursday, may 1st

wholl. apparently, krinner knows roque bueno (brenda's roque. i think that's how you spell his name.)

another practice ap test. bombed.

fin

anyhoo, some fun with aim. they amused me, so...

matt: your the life of the party
matt: you're*
mary: :-)
mary: i am a party

mary:i want to be an ewok
allyson:lol that can be arranged
allyson: it'd have to be a low budget porno but...
mary: yes!
mary: two dreams at once!

2003-05-01T11:12:00.000-05:00

i know, i know, it's may, and i haven't updated in like five days. i've been sick, what do you expect? well, i'm in english right now, so you're really not gonna get the goods now, anyway. but hey, do you really care that much?

2003-04-26T22:08:00.000-05:00

went prom dress shopping again. yeah, david's bridal? house of brides? shite, pure shite.

tomorrow is the practice ap for english. i think i'm actually going to study. maybe. well, not really, but it's nice to think, isn't it?

speaking of thinking, i'm actually typing really well tonight. very interesting....

night.

2003-04-25T19:54:00.000-05:00

updated various links. if ye be bored, check them out. if ye have suggestions, comment/e-mail/aim me, woot.

2003-04-25T12:11:00.000-05:00

yeah....

woke up and almost immediately jen calls from english class. for the record, i am not ditching school. my jaw still hurts, i'm barely awake (yeah, woke up at 4:30 am in pain, not the funnest.) and i feel like i have a cold of all things. damn teeth.

john cusack was on live with regis and kelly. that was enjoyable, except they spent a whole lot more time with madonna, and madonna was quiet, and really annoying at some points. i don't like her hair...

so yeah. lunch calls. < coming, lunch! >

2003-04-24T22:42:00.000-05:00

the moral involving famed leather pants:

i watched america's sweethearts yesterday. and lo, the one known as john was increasingly sexy, as ones called john with the addition of the surname of cusack increasingly are. then i took a nap.

the moral is sex is great. sexy leather pants encasing a cusack? even better.

2003-04-24T22:37:00.000-05:00

yeah, it's take your child to work day. so what does mary do? go to her dad's place of emploment! yea!

my day at daddy's work

1. wake up really really early, due to the fact four of my teeth went away. sleep on the living room floor until it's time to shower.

2. realize the black pants i wanted to wear went away with my teeth.

3. arrive at isr at seven in the fricking morning. eat a krispy kreme and the first of many cokes.

4. attend "business 101" with several other children, and find out that my guess of "i'm the oldest one here by like five years, aren't i?" is absolutely dead-on.

5. visit the cute and random baby turtles.

6. set up speakers and watch the first thirty-eight minutes of shrek. then get to announce lunch. yea for lunch.

7. make puppets and feel increasingly dizzy thanks to vicaden.

8. nap for two hours on a former employee's desk. wake up randomly when dad and coworker ask stupid questions, like "are you still sleeping?" or "did you know you could type in your phone number and your address will come up on google?" - "really? mary, what's kyle's phone number?"

9. come home around 4:30. then nap until 9:30. then eat pizza. yea for pizza!

yea, so i'm still tired and all. and for some reason i'm all snotty and gross. dad says it's a cold, except i'm on antibotics, so how does this one work? i don't know. oh, and i've been living at homestar runner since easter. pat was all like "watch this." and i was all like "okay," and so we did, and it was higly amusing. tee hee. oh, and then last night, paul danced with me. yeah, drugs and aim really go hand in hand. someday, maybe i'll get stoned, and then html will be like looking at god's face. or i'll just be overly amused by toliet paper, it's really and either/or situation.

i should go back to bed. reality's kicking in.

2003-04-23T21:40:00.000-05:00

today was cool. stephie and keith arrived with pudding, and later nay and i went out. yeah, prom dress shopping is oh-so-fun when you take two vicaden beforehand. and like right now, don't really feel like moving. yea on drugs!

the moral is that i love my friends. isn't that a happy moral?

2003-04-22T20:56:00.000-05:00

i have four holes in my mouth, two in my hands, and a desperate longing for bananas.

i'm actually eating. my parents are amazed - i've already made a considerable dent in my "sickness" food. i'm now left with soup and frosting (my sisters thought the frosting was funny because them and my mom had joked that i'd resort to frosting. and i did, because my pudding is gone. oh, pudding, we had such good times together...)

the moral is if you want to visit, or go shopping on saturday, call me, or comment. yea! -:-8 <---me with swollen cheeks

2003-04-21T14:04:00.000-05:00

la la la, guess who's actually going to prom, la la la, and not with a date that will decide last minute that he doesn't want to go, la la la, but rather with one who at least worships me, la la la.

2003-04-20T17:49:00.000-05:00

yeah, happy easter and all that jazz :) i spent eight hours at church today. don't mess with me, i'm just that much holier. and tired. but mainly holy.

so yea. went to aunt sue/uncle tom's house. mainly hung out with pat, my frosh-of-a-cuz who's also like 6'100" and goes to east. justin's been handing me bad info. my network is failing.

tom/ken/maverick is an ass. i brought up the clothing issue. he went away not too soon after. i did my bit.

um, dunno what else. oh, wait, yeah i do. my hair is no longer brown. jenny knows what color it is. i admit, i was wrong, jenny was right. ergo, i'm letting her make insipid comments about how stupid i am. make sure to mention the color, jen, even though most of my peeps know already.

don't know what else. oh, no sex-mice t-shirts this year. :) only a huge garden pinwheel and a huge whitman sampler. nummy.

2003-04-17T13:40:00.000-05:00

i think it was this morning that i was really in awe of the internet. it was just so magical. it was also at least 2:00 am.

did you know dr. haugen never assigns period 2 any homework? and this is what their after-the-ap-test project is: you get a dispoable camera and a notebook. basically, you have to explain who you were, who you are, and who you want to be. lucky fucks.

anna's shirt is cool. i spent most of fifth hour cleaning the screens, but hell, i'm done. and now i have a cool new shirt to boot. *tee hee*

2003-04-16T10:29:00.000-05:00

reasons why paul rocks:

he has identified dale as "dramatic"
he also has asthma
he understands bob
he give me nicknames
his little sister is cool (works for joan cusack)

2003-04-15T20:14:00.000-05:00

i hate doing my taxes. with that said:

I hate: does evil girls in my gym class
I fear: needles
I hope: for a free tibet, and free chocolate
I hear: "friends in low places" by garth brooks
I regret: nothing! yea!
I cry: when those ads with the starving kids come on
I care: for myself, my family, my friends, my pets, my community, etc...
I hide: mine boobies
I drive:, techinically, a ford tempo. but i don't have a liscence
I sing: whenever i desire
I dance: every single so-help-me-god day
I write: a lot on my blog
I miss: my friends at college
I feel: like killing
I know: i owe the fucking state money
I say: "i kill if you don't shut up"
I succeed: when i try
I dream: in technocolor
I wonder: when i wander...
I want: peas! ("and how do we attain peace homer?" "with a knife." "exactly. with the sword rather than the olive branch.")
I have: a trully wonderous life
I give: everything i can to anyone in need
I fell: in love, but then realized it was only a pothole
I fight: for truth, justice, and the right to disown pants!
I need: more sleep, and some tylenol

2003-04-15T13:29:00.000-05:00

oh, and special for hilary:

CELIBACY!

2003-04-15T13:28:00.000-05:00

i admit it, i was actually looking into possibly nursing. in the navy. because the nurses have to fix all, friend or foe, accoding to the geneva accord. which i can totally agree with. anyway, i looked up what i'd have to do. most people (okay, paul and mrs. bertolani) said rotc would be best, but i looked up the requirements. i unfortunately have "a history of asthma", and therefore cannot join. stupid lung diseases. do you think it's fun not breathing? do you think i enjoy feeling dizzy and blacking out when it gets really bad? i've tried harder the past couple of years to not let it get to me, let it slow me down, and now i can't join rotc because of fucking asthma.

2003-04-14T14:01:00.000-05:00

la la la, dale needs no balls, la la la, need to talk to him, la la la, dale needs no balls, la la la, need to talk to him, la la la, dale needs no balls, la la la, need to talk to him.

2003-04-13T21:27:00.000-05:00

my computer hates me, bob is out to kill, i've tried to post three times. it isn't going to happen. so we're all just gonna deal, and when i post i'll post.

in other news, allyson has a boyfriend, dale has a girlfriend, paul is as cool as ever. hilary is talking of lutheran theologists in love with fish frys; anna is going to church with becky; jenny is passing judgment on stupidity; haven't talked to renee lately. justin is no longer the purest person i know (we were talking, and sex came up, and it was just wrong.) dale's talking about sex, too, and is also being meanish. krinner is talking about getting back with john the asshole. john the asshole hasn't gotten the clue that most of our lunch table wants to maim him. keith and stephanie celebrate six months today.

in closing... "crim-son and clo-ver, o-ver and o-ver, crim-son and clo-ver, o-ver and o-ver..."

2003-04-09T13:51:00.000-05:00

one of those - i just like her letter of introduction.

girl wide web - all girl related websites - yea!

the most boring blog in the world - it lives up to it's name, but he has a huge following.

all rock chick - a random girl, but pretty cool links with every bite.

dafridge.com - i'm so totally getting you guys birthday presents there!

2003-04-08T14:03:00.000-05:00

new link tuesday:

the memory hole

100 words

the homeless guy

2003-04-08T13:17:00.000-05:00

my friends, thirty-nine school days until i get to blow this popsicle stand. exactly two months until my graduation day. senior ditch day has been set (my eighteenth birthday, of course).

senioritis bitch-slapped me yesterday. i'm like that guy in office sapce, after the hypnosis. all "stress, STRESS, STRESS" then the almighty slap of apathy occured and life is suddenly better.

2003-04-07T09:29:00.000-05:00

talked to al last night. we were discussing various boardies, basically koenig and this girl jessica who he apparently really likes (but i'm not sure but anyway). right as al was supposed to go, jessica came on. she wanted jessica to know all this (there's more to this conversation... it involves something kie said about matt and jessica.) but her dad was angry so i got to talk to jessica. it was probably really weird, and until i explained that matt was my elect back in the day, she just thought i went to school with him.

which makes me sad because now i'm no longer the immediate past ltg, just past. my title's changed again. *tear*

more later - bell will ring soon!

2003-04-06T20:47:00.000-05:00

i totally forgot more. there were four years of ltgs for division nine present: hardeep, me, matt and allison, the new one. allyson, my friend, found this funny. i enjoyed the fact i could threaten matt with hardeep (telling her where he was, and that sort of stuff.)

yeah, memories keep streaming in and won't leave me alone. dammit.

2003-04-06T13:25:00.000-05:00

oh, i forgot we won single service in silver. that's like the only trophy we got. and since everyone was so tired, our reaction was lackluster.

the Which van gogh painting are you? quiz by bethany

pretty accurate, i guess...

2003-04-06T13:18:00.000-05:00

CONVENTION!!!!

FRIDAY

we get to the sherradon despite the truly awful weather. think tornadoes.

anyway, we have to wait like an hour at least for our stupid rooms. we were supposed to camp out in the 'chicago' room, which of course was being used by some other organisation. so we just camped out in front of the lower level elevators. i went looking for people i knew. of course that didn't happen. finally we get our rooms and change, and just as we were amassing for opening ceremony, there's ally! yea!

opening ceremony, blah blah blah, run around as matt's campaign team (i found it amusing that rj holiday, who was also running for secretary, as had his sister helping him run.) chad looked good as mr.run-for-governor, and remember brett, the guy who ran off the floor against me and elizabeth last year? he was helping his friend jeff run this year.

crappy dance. i think i stayed for about twenty minutes total. except i forget what i did instead. probably hid somewhere...

SATURDAY

mary manning, kiwanis governor, didn't show for her speech (apparently, she never came to any board meetings, which made her speech when it occured amusing because she went on and on about how much she loved the board.) this made morning end early, and threw off the hotel's schedule. so while we wait for matt's first caucus to open, he's losing his time everywhere else. eventually that all got corrected, but it was annoying. then forums; i only went to one, because greg witcoff had a bunch of us meet and greet the guests from childrens' memorial for the spastic paralysis luncheon. apparently, with all the fundraising, and the parade of love, we raised a record amount during the weekend. oh, and amy cunat decided to run for secretary off the floor. more forums, which we ditched again, because greg also signed us up to check credentials for house of delegates. we had like ten separate people tell us what to do, which got to be really annoying.

anyway, me, jen, and renee got to stay in house to collect votes. that was probably the fun part. amy's one minute speech was pretty much all about how she was filled with the spirit of key club, blah blah blah, here's-my-platform-oh-wait-time-is-up.

a nifty break, in which allyson and i hung out, and i met a whole lot of this year's board, who were all cool, except for scott, we won't go into him. and we did call dale, and this really cool ltg mike jones helped yell, but it was ineffective, because we had woken dale up, so he didn't know what was going on. oh, and according to renee i knew a lot of hot guys, and how come i got all the hugs? i like to think it's because i'm special, but it's only because i know ltgs who's elects just so happen to be 'beautiful people', such as kie, allyson's elect.

dinner: long, boring; talent show: only two singers this year, but the "patriotic" duet won (they weren't that good.); dance: sucked, again. matt and i snuck off to play air hockey, but eventually we went back and jen and andrea made us dance. it was all rap crap (though the dj did have elbow, not "independent woman", and he certainly didn't play it. more like eminiem, and 50 cent, bad crap like that.)

SUNDAY

the last time i'll ever have to deal with elizabeth ever again!!!! (unless i go into business, which i sincerely doubt, because ew, business.)

basically it was the good-bye brunch. i never thought i'd see koenig cry like he did. greg was upset that he was referred to as his own incoming ltg because he isn't going to be incoming (he has an internship. i know, huh.) chad lost to matt simko, and me and brett inducted both chad and jeff into the "lost the governor" club. (later, brett told jeff that he couldn't apply for any chair, because 'you can't bea success after you're a failure.') matt lost to rj, which i hate to say i expected, but rj is a 'beautiful person'.

i just realized how dirty "hot in herre" really is. oh, and i may have a new prom date, but i need to talk to him. and if you really want to know about msumun, then just e-mail or call, because it'll probably be boring for most of you.

you know, i think a majority of that was stream of conscieness... oddness....

2003-04-04T13:53:00.000-06:00

i've really got to go pack for convention... so don't expect any updates. i swear to god i'll actually talk about what has happened lately, but when i get a chance. for now, i need to figure out why the i-zone hates me, and where all my clean undies are. blasted undies.

oh, and i talked to stupid head not-prom date:

me: i'm still upet
me: *upset
stupid head not-prom date: sorry...
stupid head not-prom date: @---/---
me: aw...
stupid head not-prom date: IT WORKED!!!

hey, at least he's somewhat apologetic. he'll get hell tonight, but he's just stupid for now.

2003-04-01T21:37:00.000-06:00

i was going to be all bright and chipper, but i'm not. stupid choice of a prom date has decided that the weekend of prom he may be gone, and blah blah blah. i'm thinking 'i asked you in early march, what the hell?!' then he accused me of flirting with him.

sometimes you're friends with a guy, and you're proud because girls are jealous of you. other times you wish you weren't, just so you wouldn't have to deal with shit excuses you know he wouldn't pull on any "real" girlfriend.

2003-03-31T21:12:00.000-06:00

i got back last night. probably the coolest thing i did while in michigan was crash a half-indian, half-white wedding. other than that, i hung out with anna harkness and john forbes, and we drove halfway through the state of michigan, which was not fun, let me tell you.

we won no awards; the main resolution writers in my committee were sexist, sneering pigs. not much else to report on, i guess.

convention's in four days!!!

2003-03-27T21:49:00.000-06:00

by the by, i'm going to be gone friday through sunday. msumun... good times, good times. i don't even know who i'm rooming with (and if my room is as small as it was last time...)

so yeah. ta!

2003-03-27T13:37:00.000-06:00

stupid medicine is making me tired. i actually napped in the nurse's office. bah...

2003-03-26T21:20:00.000-06:00

i like fiona apple. she's very mellow and has an earthy vocal tone.

in other news, my knee still hurts. maybe it's from the anger i feel. not at anyone in particular (not anna.), just someone who will be known as you-know-who-you-are may be deserving of my wrath. and it's not like i don't have wrath. i have a lot of wrath. it comes out in wrath-spurts, sometimes in diatribes, sometimes in rants, sometimes in conivery, sometimes in physical violence. the lattermost is rare... meh-be...

2003-03-25T13:59:00.000-06:00

roskos the troll is staring at me. we got trolls today from ennsmann, with a note to go down to her office. i went; it's an invatation for cake and ice cream. bribery. now renee and laura are both calling me a hypocrite. i maintain that i can like a troll, but not the person who gave me the troll. besides, roskos is dressed like a mailman, and has little fushia hair, and he's so cute...

geez. i don't even want to think right now.

2003-03-25T09:08:00.000-06:00

whoa. i've been up for more than a year. i knew the time was coming, but it passed. damn.

anyway, it all started with this:

monday, march 4

Well, this is it. Proof that no matter what I say, I am not a leader, I am a follower in fads. Oh well.

Currently, I reside in the US, in a very, very cold state. Do not listen to weathermen. No matter what they say, it will always snow. Grr.

Eh, check out The Sugarquill. It's my fav place to go.

Quote: "And, uh, smile a lot!"

lord. i got a blog because everyone at the quill had a blog. (hence the leaders versus followers thing.) and the quote was a lost cause... i may love quotes, but i hate to type them up. blarg.

i suppose this year has been übercrazy. there've been boys, and fights, and school, and boys, and work, and church, and boys, and rants, and boys, and several melodramas, all within the space of one year.

this is my secret wish, though. someday i'd like to publish all this, as fiction, but like how laura ingalls wilder's book are true fiction. i'd change names, and protect the innocent, but otherwise it'd be the same. wouldn't that be cool?

so yeah. waiting for the frisbee jig to free up (dammit, i'm not going to be done by friday.) adieu.

2003-03-24T20:34:00.000-06:00

for the record, i am not mad at anna. we did not fight. in fact, i loves me anna very very much. i meant 'things' as in 'things in my life'. life is odd. anna, while she is odd, umm... don't know where i was going with that, just that anna and i are on the same terms we've been on since middle school.

my knee is stupid... it's in pain because it needs to be stretched, but i can't stretch it because it's so painful. so i got like arthritus medicine, and leg stretches that i have to do several times a day. which means i have to get up like ten minutes earlier (6:10, people!!) just to do this thang. damn you, stupid hamstring! damn you to hell!

me and my mom spent the afternoon together... we went shopping and out for dinner after the doctor's office. it was fun, and i got a new pair of shoes for...

i haven't told you guys. we're going to michigan state mun. that's why i got the shoes. hee hee, i feel so cool (except for the stupid knee. stoooooooopit!)

2003-03-24T09:26:00.000-06:00

so talked to anna last night... things are well, i suppose.

me and amanda rottschalk spent about ten minutes getting this thing out of the vent while in screen printing today. i'm avoiding work (more like i forgot money to buy more frisbees.) and she's waiting for a graphics disk, so we started pounding at this thing... we're still not sure what it is... but now it's in a shrine. i said the whole thing was a charming display of comaraderie. irish boy (he does all these irish designs, like "when irish eyes are smiling, it means they're up to something".) was like "you did all that for that?"

anyway, nothing new has happened. well, someone new commented on me and kyle fighting like a married couple (i wanted him to join me in the cafeteria, because my new insta-friend teagan would started talking to me if i look otherwise unoccupied.) and nick's back. that's always nice, to see nick again. um, yeah...

oh, i have a doctor's appointment today about my knee. i'll spread the word if it's good or bad.

2003-03-23T21:35:00.000-06:00

went over to anna's last night, after a concert at jackson (lisa's... better than the last one, i can say that.) anna's did not happen like it was supposed to...

tonight league went to this dealie in glenview. we sang, and there was a cool message, then we sang some more, then we watched an improv group. they did "a day in the life..." and chose the KISS story... if shakespeare had written it. scarily, the guy playing me was kitty man (i was kitty man, but i hadn't told them that fact.)

the moral is when quinn the eskimo gets you in, everybody's gonna run to him.

2003-03-21T21:39:00.000-06:00

some people change hair color when they're stressed. i change my blog's skin.

what happened today? flower sale... went okay, but there were a bunch of leftovers. i think harvey got all those...

yesterday we had our own war in lunch. me, krinner, jenny and renee threw whatever we had handy at one another. apparently our theory that the cafeteria ladies only ignore brian aycock is wrong, because we were not stopped at any point. after a while, krinner said "you know what really hurts? manuscript paper!" so she and i threw scraps. then the three of us ganged up on jen... immaturity at it's finest hour.

i don't know if i posted, but we went to taco bell tuesday. i was turning in the single service report, and somehow got a ride from jen, who was seeing if matt was up for something. laura joined us by latching onto jenny's bag. anyway, we get there, total zoo. i said it reminded me of middle school lunch hours... just all these froshes and sophs... so we eat in jenny's car. then she goes get gas, while we shake her car. the clerks at the station were wondering what was wrong; she couldn't explain it.

anyway, life is really weird. constein is actually becoming slightly cool. first bagels to make up for missing la traviotta, then today she let us send questions around the circle: 'where are you going to live when you're older?' and 'is senior year how you expected it?'. maybe it's because she knows haugen bribes second hour unmercifully. who knows?

2003-03-21T13:46:00.000-06:00

"model un - what's that?"

"you act you're another country..."

"wait, i thought you built models! like little model cars!"

2003-03-21T13:37:00.000-06:00

ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!

i got in! i figured it out! i am so freaking great!!

2003-03-21T09:51:00.000-06:00

This is Jen. You can tell I am not Mary because I believe in capital letters. Yesterday, Mary proved that it is impossible to post from school. So I am posting from school on her blog. And she'll never figure out how. Lalalalalala.

2003-03-20T21:42:00.000-06:00

oh, and keep using the comments, even if it's incredibly stupid, because it'll be deleted if it goes unused. i found this out today, and i'm spreading the word. right. and now for something completely different: a man with two noses.

2003-03-20T21:41:00.000-06:00

ha ha ha, my sister won a five-pound bag of gummi bears for finding the talking donkey in the bible.

today was randomly good, given the circumstances. dale and luigi visited willowbrook. dear lord, luigi's hair is so so long! and poofy! and oddly cute (it just works for him, i guess.)

dale and i worked things out. no big deal, just "yeah, needs to stop. now, pretty much." "yeah," "okay then."

2003-03-20T17:39:00.000-06:00

life goes on. i'm sick of politics, and defending my opinions and dr. ennsmann and all the lunacy of school.

oh, my friend justin was published in the suburban underground, formerly the glenbard underground.

2003-03-19T21:35:00.000-06:00

all the news sources are making referrences to the gulf war. this is what i remember:

i was five, and in kindergarten. i didn't know what had happened, only this guy, saddam hussein, was doing something wrong. so america went in to stop him.

i'm now seventeen. i don't even know what's going on now. i knew it was going to happen, but i still don't understand why, other that bush is (in my opinion) evil. maybe not evil, but very very very misguided. very.

what i really want to know is if we're all up in arms about iraq's "hidden" chemical and biological weapons, what about ours? we haven't signed any treaty or un resolution madating any amount of transparency. but everyone else just has to be transparent.

i hate this man. i hate this government. it does not represent all the people. it only represents a few minds, not the millions it serves. the millions who know someone who's disappeared, who's enlisted.

my dad told me a quote today, from a cynicist of the late nineteenth century. "war is a wonderful way to teach americans geography." no one else matters. we're the best, duh. we're the fucking best. if you don't believe that, you're unamerican. you don't belong here. i've heard that a lot. i think i just heard the sound of a million people's minds begining to think like me.

2003-03-19T16:10:00.000-06:00

WRATH
1. Who did you last get angry with? kyle
2. What is your weapon of choice? saracasm
3. Would you hit a member of the opposite sex? yes
4. How about of the same sex? yes
5. Who was the last person who got really angry at you? niemet (?)
6. What is your pet peeve? internet language, like "ur"
7. Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily? let them go

SLOTH
1. What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a long time? practice the piano
2. What is the latest you've ever woken up? noon (?)
3. Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't? lauren
4. What’s a lame excuse you made? i'm tired....
5. Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through (one of the long ones...)? yeah, probably the nads one
6. When was the last time you got a good workout in? third hour today
7. How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? five (?)

GLUTTONY
1. What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice? starbucks of all sorts
2. Meat eaters: white meat or dark meat? white
3. What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting/outing/event? i don't drink
4. Have you ever used a professional diet company? no
5. Do you have an issue with your weight? i could stand to lose a few, but that's it
6. Do you prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? sweets and spicy
7. Have you ever looked at a small housepet or child and thought, "LUNCH"? dude, that's fucked

LUST
1. How many people have you seen naked (not counting movies/family)? two completely, and dozens half
2. How many people have seen YOU naked (not counting physicians/family)? two completely, and dozens half
3. Have you ever caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of a member of your gender of choice during a normal conversation? meh-bee
4. Have you "done it"? done what? sing? yes, i sing regularly.
5. What is your favorite body part on a person of your gender of choice? eyes and hair... :-D
6. Have you ever been propositioned by a prostitute? well, i did go to mexico...
7. Have you ever had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? yeah, pregnancy, actually. only because i was getting an operation and they have to check. it really sucked.

GREED
1. How many credit cards do you own? one
2. What's your guilty pleasure store? amazon, or oneposter.com
3. If you had $1 million, what would you do with it? buy my parent's house, then get a red vespa
4. Would you rather be rich, or famous? famous, but not infamous
5. Would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? yeah, i'd make it fun, like "office space"
6. Have you ever stolen anything? when i was a kid
7. How many MP3s are on your hard drive? kazaa says 226, and winmx is in the hundreds

PRIDE
1. What's one thing have you done that you're most proud of? run for i-i governor
2. What's one thing have you done that your parents are most proud of? run for i-i governor
3. What thing would you like to accomplish in your life? work for the un
5. Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors? maybe once, i think
6. Have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score? yeah
7. What did you do today that you're proud of? talked to dale (?)

ENVY
1. What item (or person) of your friends would you most want to have for your own? my breasts ;-)
2. Who would you want to go on "Trading Spaces"? i don't even watch the show, so i don't know
3. If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be? john cusack's wife
4. Have you ever been cheated on? no
5. Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own? all the time, but i wouldn't actually go through with a prosedure
6. What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself? tell stories better
7. Do you wish you'd come up with this survey? no. it's long

8. Finally, what is your favorite deadly sin? lust (?)

Seven Heavenly Virtues

FAITH
1. What religion do you follow? elca
2. What religion were you raised as? i wasn’t raised to follow anything other than christianity
3. Do you believe that forgiveness is a religious property, or a human property? human
4. Do you believe in magic? in a young girl's heart?
5. What was the last promise you broke? not to care about something... (i do care...)
6. Have you ever said the words to a prayer and not meant it? .....yeah
7. Do you believe that anyone could be perfect? no. it's impossible

HOPE
1. Did you get everything you wanted over the last holiday season? i didn't ask for anything, so yes
2. Regarding your future, what is the best thing you could hope for? a good, long lfie
3. Do you let yourself get your hopes up for something even if you know that there is a large chance of failure? all the freaking time
5. Have you ever bought a lottery ticket? If so, how close did you come to winning? alas, no, for i am not eighteen
6. Do you gamble? no
7. Have you ever had something called off on account of bad weather, but then gone ahead and done it anyway? weather doesn't bother me. when it becomes wet i hide, so no

CHARITY
1. What causes do you support? stuff through key club, american lung assoc., democratic nat'l party
2. What causes have you given money or time to? key club and leaders
3. Have you ever worked in a soup kitchen or done another kind of outreach for the homeless? yeah
4. Would you ever consider joining the Peace Corps, Amnesty International, or another travel-inherent worldwide charity group? maybe the un, but i'd probably just do office work state-side
5. Do you give money to the homeless on the street? no
6. Have you ever helped out a friend with basic needs, like rent or food? i would if i was asked
7. What's the greatest extent you've gone to help a friend in need? i don't know

FORTITUDE
1. What are you most afraid of? needles
2. What did you do today that was really brave? nothing...
3. Who is your favorite superhero, and why? "sidekick-in-training", the hero i was last superhero dress up day at school
4. Would you put your life in danger to rescue someone? i don't know, it's never come up
5. If you were to face the Wizard, would you want more courage, more brains, or more heart? i'd like the balloon trip home, actually
6. Have you ever gotten stage fright? If so, when? everytime i go up to speak, only i hide it well
7. Do you consider yourself to be a leader or a follower? depends on my mood

JUSTICE
1. Have you ever been summoned for jury duty? i am not eighteen...
2. If they reinstituted the draft (for both genders), would you go, or would find some way out of it? i'm a c.o., but i'm not adverse to getting knocked-up
3. Do you support capital punishment (the death penalty)? no. it's way too expensive, and life is way too precious, even if the guy is crazed
4. Which should be guaranteed legal? do you mean "what"?
5. Do you believe that Dubya is rightfully President of the USA? no.
6. What was your favorite media circus trial? dude, oj. i watched the verdict in fifth grade when we were supposed to be making up a test (my teacher wanted to watch, and let us join in)
7. Have you ever written a letter to a politician? yeah, but only for school

TEMPERANCE
1. What do you have the hardest time moderating yourself on? the internet
2. Do you collect anything? pencils
3. Are you addicted to anything? i used to smoke... but i kicked that
4. Have you ever put anything on layaway or used an installment plan? no, but my consumer teacher told us we should, just to work on our good credit
5. What's your preferred method of paying for things? plastic
6. Tell us one thing you wish you hadn't let yourself do: no regrets, baby
7. Do you feel that you obsess over things? not too too often

PRUDENCE
1. Who is the wisest person you know? sarah jeske
2. Have you ever participated in a vigil? yeah
3. Do you take advice when it's given? mostly
4. What area are you wisest in? relationships gone bad
5. Do you drive defensively? ... i don't drive...
6. Have you ever had unprotected sex outside of marriage? Would you ever? no, and only if i'm engaged to the man. unless i'm called up. then all the way!
7. What did you learn today? jenny and matt will not become too cute for their own goods

8. And of course, what is your favorite heavenly virtue? fortitude

2003-03-18T21:57:00.000-06:00

i am so freaking tired....

kyle's back tomorrow. i'm not the happiest, but we live. we learn to live.

mary's now referring to herself in the third person. this is the second time it has happened today. she's going to bed now...

2003-03-16T21:37:00.000-06:00

so you know how i had that really crappy dinner a few days ago? i had a way better one than my family tonight, while still at home. (chicken caesar salad and pecan pie - yum yum yum!)

anyway, friday i went to hilary's with anna. we were going to watch "america's sweethearts", but instead watched a bunch of bbc america, then "say anything". we hung out until like 12:50am, just catching up, being friends. good times.

saturday, me, maureen, anna, renee, niffer, jenny mast and laura went to see "chicago". oh my mother-loving umbrella-suckers, go and see that movie. the music, the dance, the snide bitchiness, the reality, the dreaming.... lord.

we went to friday's afterward. okay, seven girls, all single, where do you sit them? next to the men's room, of course. we timed guys, and then compared "older" to "younger". we're weird, what can i say?

renee and i went out after, just the two of us, for some time alone together. i love this girl. coconut cream pie at kopper kitchen, and then go to jewel... she's determined to stay out until her parents say 'curfew'.

today... went to church, then walk over to dale's. anna comes over (we were alone officially for five minutes, pervs. nothing happened.) and we all head over to trinity lutheran's parking lot to play with shadow (his dog). okay, it's march, at least sixty-four out, i'm wearing a tank top under my cardigan (and getting hot), so what do we do? have a snowball fight. all the leftover snow from last week is all piled up... most has melted, but there's enough to do some damage ;-)

we went to schlotszky's, or however that's spelled, after, and then to anna's. dropped off dale and went job hunting with anna. mainly i just sat in the car and played with her cell phone. i did follow her into walgreen's, and their employment form is online and interactive. you have to watch movies and then say what phil could have done differently, or how much change patty should give. a guy who worked there laughed every-so-often, remembering the stupid video.

so i met and talked to paul's younger sister... she's really cute :) we actually have a fair bit in common, which made the convo even more fun, figuring out what all we had in common.

so in all, great day. love myself, love my friends, love the weather.

2003-03-15T17:41:00.000-06:00

hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee

i am so incredibly important. not important. special. i feel special. my friends made me feel this way. i love my friends.

"i feel good, oh, i feel so good! do-it do-it do-it do-it oooooooooooooohhhhh!!"

2003-03-11T20:54:00.000-06:00

la la la, even if jen and matt aren't boyfriend and girlfriend yet, the ust is turning to rst, things have gotten a whole lot easier.

here's a rant: what's up with all these "oldies" being redone for crappy ads?

anyway, the moral is i have an almost-date for prom. let me just say that i've learned my lesson about procrastination and dates to dances.

i don't know what else to talk about. tv is ultra-interesting, and my head hurts, so i don't know.

2003-03-11T19:22:00.000-06:00

you know life sucks when your mom tells you her meal sucks. because mother's rarely lie. dinner does suck.

2003-03-10T21:22:00.000-06:00

la la la, i love my life, even if it sucks cock.

2003-03-10T19:29:00.000-06:00

let me just say this; if something doesn't happen between two certain people, i am going to scream.

2003-03-09T20:11:00.000-06:00

last night was turnabout...

dinner at renee's was cool. the guys were all dorks, but it was fun.

my date was arrested at the dance. it sounds bad, but it was actually rather funny.

we went to kappy's afterward. wonderfully silly, especially since ross joined us.

then we went bowling.

there was much cuteness all around.

2003-03-06T21:40:00.000-06:00

a new reason to hate ennsman and/or bush:

if we go to war, all field trips will be canceled. i have three within the next month: la traviotta, msumun and convention.

three months until i graduate... three very very very long months...

2003-03-04T21:00:00.000-06:00

guess who has a retainer? guess who only has to wear it at night? ha ha ha, i rock so bad!

happy mardi gras!! well, tomorrow is lent, so happy last three hours of mardi gras! oh, one of my lenten give-ups is the computer past ten o'clock. so... you people are smart. if anything big happens, e-mail me.

um, not much else. i struck a blow on behalf of ex-girlfriends everywhere. i rock.

2003-03-03T22:44:00.000-06:00

interesting:

load·ed

3. To weigh down; burden: was loaded with worries.
6. To charge with additional meanings, implications, or emotional import: loaded the question to trick the witness.

Saturnalia

2. (used with a sing. verb) A celebration marked by unrestrained revelry and often licentiousness; an orgy.

i didn't intend to words that meant the opposite of the other. but it works, don't you think?

2003-03-03T22:36:00.000-06:00

what a luverly day. i slept a majority of it. the best part was when my sister came home, and i was convinced it was only 1:30pm, not 3:30pm. and then later my family actually bonded. very weird.

except now i have to get retainers. stupid, evil orthodontist. evil evil evil.

oh, and it snowed. it's supposed to snow more. i don't really care, i'm just cold.

i saw a picture of paul today. not what i expected, but certainly not bad at all. oh, and i found out who cyrano is. thank you, thank you, thank you terése!

2003-03-02T22:36:00.000-06:00

why i love luigi:

(luigi says): hey, i'd love to stay and chat, but I have to finish my thermodynamics homework for tomorrow.. so i think i'll have to go

2003-03-02T22:31:00.000-06:00

i went from bubbly to shitty in the matter of hours. i blame dale, only because he never knows what to say at the right time. or, how allyson puts it: "dale doesn't realize how much he pi$$e$ people off". i'm just mad, because since the "break-up" of the relationship that didn't really exist, i just feel like he's been avoiding me. case in point: he was flirting with allyson even though he told me he was busy with physics.

so i've pulled out the heavy guns: sigur rós. (who knew gay icelanders were so depressing?)

i went to laura's last night for a random-act-of-movie-night. we watched "into the woods", so now i've seen more than the first thirty minutes! yea me! anyway, after it finished, she, i and jen discussed the merits of cookies when who should show up than dave and treeloc, her older brother's friends. then rob (her brother) showed up with his girlfriend, and the discussion shifted to willowbrook and alcohol - what fun! it ended with fourth-grade science experiments and with dave and treeloc stealing jen's van. seriously, i never thought when i was a kid that i'd be spending time with twenty-two-year-olds who are still amused by people pulling coins out of their ears.

in other news, i'm still looking for a turnabout date. if you are someone, or know someone in the same predicament, preferably male, then e-mail me. remember, friday's my deadline.

i'm really cold. be thankful i don't like stream of consciencness writing, because otherwise it'd occur. right now i'm wearing my dad's blue barncoat. it's basically an insulated flannel. i'd like one of my own, but life doesn't work that way. guys get barncoats, girls get hoodies. oh, i'm working on a separate link page. well, if yahoo'd actually let me. "please allow three to seven minutes to download" my ass. i gave up after a half-hour (please note i was too busy with other things to remember that i was downloading the software until a half-hour later, and at that point it was still trying to download the program.

2003-02-28T23:07:00.000-06:00

so what if i don't update. nyah.

anyway, do you like the new skin? i'm searching for new comments, so sit tight. likewise on my vast array of links. in fact, this skin may just go the way of its forebears. i just love the the stars with every click!

2003-02-27T00:47:00.000-06:00

why am i so strange? lack of sleep. here's an example:

me: i'm a girl
dale: yea...
dale: i hope so...
me: no dale [cue sarcasm detector]
me: i'm actually a hermaphadite
me: i have a penis
me: you've never seen it
me: but it's there
dale: um...no you don't...
me: and you know how?
dale: lol
dale: Kyle told me...
me: he lies
me: my penis is in fine working condition
me: so maybe 15" is a bit long
me: i keep it as a conversation piece
dale: lol
me: 'my, what i large schlong you have.'
me: 'why thank you. i am a hermaphadite.'
dale: lol
me: 'yoazah! make love to me immediately!'
me: 'okay, sure.'
dale: um...no
me: um....yeah
me: you're just jealous
me: i'm bigger [cue sunglasses smilie]
dale: as if you'd know...
me: oh, i do
dale: really???
me: yup
dale: oh...
dale: ok
me: i'm also an alien
me: has there ever been a time when 3 hours passed without a memory?
dale: yes...
me: see?
me: i know...
dale: oh...
dale: ok
me: oh, and bubba says he's sorry about the probing
me: ;-)
dale: lol
dale: he should tell kyle he's sorry...
dale: but then he probably enjoyed taking my place for that...
me: wha?
me: you make no sense
dale: i know...
me: well good
me: the moral is i'm an alien with a huge dick ["the reading's off the chart! ::explosion::]"
me: any questions?
dale: nope...
me: good

otherwise, life is uninteresting. well, i could talk your ear off about afghani politics (model un stuff), but i know no one's interested. oh, i got my braces off. life is fun without metal in your mouth. and stopka resigned officially. all that's left of hers are leftover books, which genovise and i have taken to stealing the good ones... if you want any, i'll see what i can do...

2003-02-22T23:41:00.000-06:00

you people are such whiners. "nyah nyah nyah, your table's are aligned funny. i wanna see the four-hour war epic. my cat's breath smells like cat food." whiners.

anna was randomly home today. we (me, niffer, jen and anna) went to pompei, and then us minus anna went to niffer's to see "waiting for guffman". it was weird. i suppose the most interesting part was when niffer's rabbit outsmarted me and niffer. stupid rabbit.

2003-02-21T22:58:00.000-06:00

okay, matt? a 32? no, that is not practice, my friend. you aer mistaken. a 20 is practice. a 32 is your ticket out of here.

2003-02-20T22:13:00.000-06:00

okay, so i was thinking today... see, my friend darryl hugged me today. and, as usual, i flinched. it's not just darryl, though, i don't want anyone to think that. it's just with guys in general i flinch. i realized today that no matter how much my conscience says a guy is good, my subconscience still won't trust him. the moral is: don't become like mary.

in other news, i randomly cut myself today. don't know how; it was like "my finger hurts. why does my finger hurt? oh, i cut my finger. huh." i also learned that no matter how hard i try, i will always get an assortment of ink on myself in screen printing. you know what i'm getting in that stupid class? a 'c'. how?! i've handed in two projects, and they were not 'c'-worthy. granted, i am a bit of a ditz when it comes to the machinery, but a 'c'?!

word was weird tonight. mike schraft showed up.i like mike, and all, but it's been just me and justin for so long, that it's weird. especially since we're talking about SEX!! this month. and we all know mary's relationship track record. yeah. makes for an interesting discussion.

ha, we got in a discussion about the musical "pippin" today in theory. it started when jamie showed laurie some music that eighth grade ensemble had sung, and then we were all "pippin"-y. i've downloaded three or four songs, and i actually can still sing along, even with the solo i tried for. and then lindsey miller got it (to sing on one stop of the feeder school tour) and totally screwed it up. i know i shouldn't brag, or take comfort in that, but she was so mean to me... ah, the joys of junior high...

2003-02-18T20:48:00.000-06:00

ooh, my ultra-interesting life continues onward!

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2003-02-17T21:37:00.000-06:00

i honest-to-god cheered when i got these results:

How Republican Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

yea!!!!!!!

2003-02-17T20:05:00.000-06:00

what has changed?

no more comments. check out "chatty-cathy land..." instead. maureen liked it, so if you don't, blame her.

2003-02-17T19:58:00.000-06:00

okay, as far as i know, this sucker is actually working. with that said, i'm just picking up from my second-to-last post at everything's coming up milhouse.

nothing much exiciting happened today, as is par. i slept, watched last night's simpsons episodes, slept some more, went to work, came home and ate din-dins.

maybe i should explain why i switched. see, as most of you know, i have a secret admirer only known as "secretive cyrano". my friends at school and myself figured it was probably tomdylan, a guy who's had a crush on me for forever and a day. all the clues i picked up pretty much pointed to him. except the other day, it hit me - what if it was really shane? (shane is also known as "evil ex". "i don't like" puts it mildly. "considering a restraining order" better explains the situation.) so, in order to protect myself against the possibility of shane never learning "i hate you" does, in fact, mean "i hate you", i changed my blog address. e-mail and my aim screen name may go soon; i'll keep you posted.

and that is that.

2003-02-17T09:28:00.000-06:00

whoever wrote the coding to this forgot to add the body.