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Saturday, February 13, 2010

This.

This.

I heard about this a few days ago, but I keep forgetting to link it.

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Friday, January 22, 2010

Day 22

My HoMedics Sound Spa, that has "10 nature sounds" including Chime, Heartbeat, and White Noise. Which I do not consider nature sounds, but I still love to use this machine. My favorite noise on it is Thunder.

I can't sleep when it's silent. My alarm clock, which had been my background noise until I bought this, also has built-in nature sounds, like Brook and Ocean...and Cathedral Bell. Why do they always come with sounds like a telephone ringing? Who finds that soothing? Lonely people?

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Thursday, December 24, 2009

Holiday

It's Christmas! Almost!

I've been sick all week, but I'm starting to feel better. At least I haven't crashed a car in over 24 hours. That's a little shorter than my previous record of almost 24 years.

Merry Christmas! I've got some sleep to feign and some presents to open.

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Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Lists and Lists

Websites I Check Daily:

Cracked
FailBlog
Questionable Content
Facebook
Twitter

Magazines To Which I Subscribe:

Good Housekeeping
Country Living
House Beautiful
Elle Decor
Cosmopolitan

Beauty Products I Often Use:

Victoria's Secret Love Spell collection (lotions, perfumes, etc.)
Loreal mineral foundation
That Lash Blast mascara Drew Barrymore is always advertising
Almay liquid eyeliner
Those 88-cent tiny nail polishes from Walmart

Things I Can't Live Without:

A toothbrush/floss (4 times a day, every day!)
My laptop
Slippers
Moving air
Something to drink

Places I Have Lived:

With both of my parents
With my mom only
3 out of 4 of the housing complexes at the college
In an apartment one building over than my brother
Fucking Laramie, WY. I hate Laramie.

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Sunday, November 22, 2009

History Channel Is For Lovers

I don't understand Gabe. He's all let's watch that WWII in HD on History Channel when I'm already watching The Newlywed Game. There is nothing better on TV than The Newlywed Game, except Criminal Minds. Or Big Brother. Or Bill Maher. Ok, maybe TNG's not even very good, but I'm not going to watch anything about wars. What does he think I am, a nerd?

A nerd wouldn't have learned how to do a perfect acrylic manicure at home. They would have been too busy playing video games or learning how to use Word 2007. I can't even figure out how not to double-space anymore.

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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Poetry And Shit

Do you get the compulsion to floss as often as I do?

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Monday, November 16, 2009

Meh

I deleted that last post because, eh, whatever.

I still have one job, and that'll have to do for now.

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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

I Prefer The Comfort Inn Anyway

I got turned down for this job today. It wasn't anything special, but the interview...God, the interview went so great that I just can't comprehend why I didn't get it. I have years of experience in this area. YEARS. I'm pretty upset about it.

I ripped up her business card and threw it in the trash, and I felt a little better.

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Monday, September 07, 2009

Sewing

Gabe is sitting across me reading a textbook called Understanding Ethnic Conflict. I'm not as much disturbed by the material as the fact that Gabe is reading something other than IGN. The last book he picked up was the first Harry Potter, two months ago. The last book he finished was the last Harry Potter book, which was in, what, 2007? Gabe isn't a reader, and even though it's a textbook, it's really strange to watch.

Lately, I've been drawing to pass the time. I'm a decent sewer by hand, but a little messy with the edges. Usually, I just hem the edges with Stitch Witchery, even though it sucks when you get any on your iron and have to use everything short of the Bible to get it off. So I've convinced Gabe buy me a sewing machine next month with his Pell grand excess. I'm pretty stoked about it. I learned on my grandmother's, a fine piece of machinery that still functions, and then I took home-ec in high school, but the only machines I've ever used were antiques, back when electronics were made to work, and would last for decades. I hate how disposable electronics have become; I hate how everything is made of plastic rather than metal. When I buy something, especially if I spend more than $100 on it, I just want it to work, and I want it to last longer than a week past the 90 day return policy listed on the bottom of the receipt.

Because electronics tend to fuck up so much, I'm not going to spending more than $150, which means I can still get a decent machine since I don't know how to use a computerized machine, and from what I can tell, they are more trouble than they're worth. Maybe I'm just stubborn? I don't know, but nobody can give me a good reason to get a computerized one other than "they're cool."

Another thing I'm running into in this town is that there is only one good place to buy fabric (I'm not getting them at Wal-Mart because a) Wal-Mart is the devil and b) they're fabric is totally cheap-looking), so I have to start looking online. There are so many sites that I don't know where to start. Do you sew? Do you know any good places to buy fabric?

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Wednesday, July 08, 2009

Raising Awareness Of Something Everybody Already Knows About Doesn't Fix Anything

Greenpeace, what is the matter with you? Mt. Rushmore, srsly? You think that putting a banner up at Mt. Rushmore is going to draw attention to global warming? I've got news for you, Greenpeace. Everybody knows about global warming. If people won't stop driving their Hummers, it's because they don't give a shit, and putting a huge sign up in South-fucking-Dakota isn't going to change anybody's mind.

And of all the controversial places to choose from, you choose Mt. Rushmore, home of the Generic Family Vacation. It took something like 14 years to build, and I'm guessing they dynamite they used to help sculpt it isn't exactly eco-friendly. How did you get up that long, stupid road to get to it, anyway? Tandem bicycles? Or did you drive the same fucking cars that everybody does, only contributing to the problem, but that's okay because as long as you're RAISING AWARENESS, it erases your carbon footprint, right?

Maybe you just stick to sucking the blood out of beached whales or whatever the fuck it is that you usually do. Greenpeace, you have the right idea, but just...how does it get so lost in the execution?

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