Saturday, January 31, 2004

- if you're looking to kill approximately 9 minutes by watching a hilariously random and slightly disturbing stick man cartoon with nothing to do with anything, go here and click on "rejected" underneath media. warning: not for people who aren't amused by stupidity.

- thomas is moving. i've been trying to tell myself this for something ridiculous, like 7 months. it's still not sinking in, but it's happening in 2 days. maybe it has sunk in, i don't know. it's kind of numbing, though. we've only been close - really close - for about a year - one crazy, crazy year. and i know it won't be the same when he's gone, so i've been trying to prepare myself for letting go, but every time i think about it, i want to hold on tighter. that sounded stupid. and it sounded like i think we're married. or going out. or something. we're not.

- and it's not like he's even going that far, or that we'll never see each other. we'll see each other plenty. just not every day. not like it is now. it just won't be the same, and change scares me. it scares most people, i think, but especially me. as ephram from everwood said, "if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar".

Friday, January 30, 2004

- madison and i were at the mall today and we had to use the public phones on several occasions. eww! i have a thing about using public phones - well, more about not using them. i just think it's gross. when you think about how many people have touched the phone - put their ears on it and most likely their mouths, too

- it's kind of overwhelming. it just gives me the creeps. i know there are much more unsanitary places, such as a public washroom, perhaps. but public washrooms get cleaned. when's the last time you've seen a "caution: slippery when wet" sign on a public phone?

- yeah, that's what i thought. they're gross.

Wednesday, January 28, 2004

- U2: Kite
- who's to say where the wind will take you / who's to know what it is will break you / i don't know / which way the wind will blow / who's to know when the time has come around / don't wanna see you cry / i know that this is not goodbye.

- that, ladies and gentleman, was a necessary blog. it makes me feel better.

- and, since everyone has been feeling kind of "not good" as of late, i decided to post this:
- think about love, or hate, or joy, or rage - whatever makes you feel something, makes your palms sweat and your toes curl. focus on that feeling. when people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time. you'd be amazed at how many people are really dead inside - walking through their days with no idea who they are, just waiting for a heart attack or cancer or a speeding beer truck to come along and finish the job.

- i read pretty much exactly that in a book once (i can't remember what it was called, but it was about a girl who bit her lips too much), and i wrote it down somewhere, and i think i might have changed it a little, but it is by no means mine. (that was my disclaimer)

Tuesday, January 27, 2004

- i'm just getting off a science kick, since i had three sciences (biology, chemsitry, and physics) this semester, and i just finished studying my tooshie off. so i've been looking for some interesting yet amusing science links. here's a good find, and a good reason to brush three times a day AND floss AND use some listerine.

- watermelon, anyone?

Sunday, January 25, 2004

- if the castle thing from yesterday isn't exactly what you look for in a game (trust me, it is), then there's always another alternative: spanking a monkey. as dirty as it may sound, you honestly just slap a monkey with a giant hand. my best slap was 548 miles per hour (that's about 882 kilometeres per hour, for those who use the metric system).

Saturday, January 24, 2004

- if you have a castle, and you would like to spend hours defending it by throwing your attackers in the air and hearing the satisfying crush of their bones and splatter of their blood as they land, and you don't want to do anything illegal, i recommend going here.

- i got to level 11 my first time, so it can't be THAT hard. i was just about to buy the lovely pool thing (i have no idea what use it has) when i was defeated. so now i'm forced to study.

- but hey, if you decide to go kill some peasants, i'll be with you in spirit.
- today thomas and i were talking about bill murray in general. for some reason, he thought i wouldn't know who bill murray is (probably because i'm an idiot), so he insisted on listing every bill murray movie known to man. what was particularly offensive to me was that when he got around to mentioning ghostbusters, he tacked "not quite as respectable" in front of it.

- what's not respectable about a giant marshmallow man called stay puft who walks around the city looking all giant and marshmallow-y and who terrorizes the people? sometimes, all i can do is shake my head in wonder.