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| of routers and relationships (a la carrie bradshaw) |
[28 Jan 2007|05:52pm] |
I started today with the good intention to fix the internet at my house. I sat down on the floor of my room, determined to make my beat-up wireless router work again, because eventually the neighbors are going to encrypt their signal if they find out we've been scamming it off them for months. But, like so many good intentions, there was a problem. I could not get the router to work: I kept getting the same error messages I've been getting for months. So I approached my roommate and told her that it wasn't worth the time and energy to fix it, so I was just going to get a new one.
On my drive out to Best Buy, I began to compare the circumstances with my wireless router to a completely opposite life situation: relationships. Now the way I see it, there are some people who are willing to spend hours on tech support, pour through the instruction manual time and time again, and wrap their brain around fixing the router they already have. Just like there are people who are willing to spend hours on the phone working out the most minute of issues over and over again – fixing the relationship that's been (perhaps) broken for months. Sometimes, you just can't get it to work again, no matter how many friends you call and how many people you have look at it. Or even if you do get it to work again, it's still the same router with the same problems you had before. It's a little beat up, it's not the newest or most up to date, but it works, and that's good enough, right?
Then there are people who try to fix it once or twice, maybe let it sit around half broken for a while, and eventually just go out and get a new one. Yes, it's a little costly sometimes, but isn't it easier and sometimes more fun? You get to go out and shop around for a while, decide what you're really willing to invest in this one, and then pick out a brand new, shiny toy that's yours and yours alone. You can rip the packaging off and spend a little time getting to know it. It's all so new and exciting. Sometimes a little confusing, but eventually you're going to get it to work, and that's pretty rewarding.
But the most consequential part is that they both come to the same end result: a working router. Yes, the old one may relapse and the new one may have some bugs too...but at least you can get on the internet.
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| I am the worst bartender ever |
[19 Apr 2006|12:20am] |
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Alright, so maybe not quite, but close. I started my new job tonight as a Bartender at Red Lobster. I started at 4:00 and was getting trained by Matt, one of the other bartenders there. I was having a great time, I just kept thinking, "I'm getting paid for this? I would do it for free!" I learned how to make a bunch of different drinks as well as learning where everything is and how to do take outs and stuff. Things were going pretty well.
Right around 6:00 things started getting a little busy and we were both making drinks. I had some blended drink in the blender and was reaching up to the top shelf for one of the oversized martini glasses. The one I reached for was maybe a little bit out of my reach, and it tipped, taking down at least one other glass as well as the bottle of liquor next to it (which Matt thankfully caught). The glasses hit the edge of the sink and shattered, one of them spraying up at me. Next thing I knew, I was apologizing profusely to the 5 or so servers who heard the huge crash and came back to see what was going on. I felt something warm and wet running down my hand, and looked down to see me dripping blood all over the floor. I started running my hand under cold water and putting some pressure on it, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. Lisa my manager came over and looked at it and said I was going to need stitches. The cut was huge, right on the really fleshy part of my palm by my thumb.
Luke, one of the hosts, drove me across the highway to the hospital. I had a folded towel pressed against my hand, and bled through about 2/3 of it, maybe 7 or 8 folds. It took probably 30 minutes to get me into the hospital. My blood pressure was sky high (like 158/92 if that means anything to any of you) because I was so nervous and shaky. I kept doing all sorts of stupid EMT assessments on my hand, checking capillary refill and such. When I finally got in, they stitched me up, with blue stitches "to match my eyes". I got 6 stitches on the big cut and then some steri-strips on the two smaller cuts on my palm.
It took another hour to get me bandaged up and out the door. I got back to Red Lob and everyone came out to see me and see how I was doing. I guess I'm quite the attraction. I felt so stupid. They all asked how I was and I told them I was just really embarrassed. They told me not to be, but what are you supposed to do. They kept me on the clock for the two hours I was gone, and had me fill out workman's comp stuff. Which I just feel stupid about. God, it was my first day... Everyone at the hospital felt bad about that. I can't work again until I get my stitches out in 10 days or so. I can't get my hand too wet, at least not right away. I just feel so stupid.
Right now, my head hurts, my stomach aches, and I just feel like crap. But at the same time, I'm thinking how lucky I was I didn't sever a tendon or cut an inch lower and slit my wrist. I can live with embarrassment easier than the loss of motor function to my writing hand.
So that's my night. Fairly eventful. But I've got to go to bed. To top things all off, my fish died yesterday, so I don't even have a little phantom to keep me company. Good thing I get to see a real phantom this weekend. Adios all.
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| I can’t wear flip flops around Tony anymore |
[13 Apr 2006|12:27am] |
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Tony and I had just picked up supper at Hilltop and were on the way out to see the land his parents might build their new house on. We were just heading north when he heard a million and a half pages coming through his scanner all at once. Township Fire (Washington Township, his department), State Patrol, County Sheriffs, Eau Claire Fire, all heading out to exit 65 on I-94 for a report of a one car roll over accident, possibly on fire, extrication needed. In EMT speak, significant mechanism of injury. We were maybe 5 minutes from the site of the crash. Tony sped out of town, not even going to discuss the speed the Corsica reached.
When we reached the site of the crash, officers and township were already on scene, Tony jumped out anyways. I said something about how I had flip flops on...so I probably shouldn't get out with all the broken glass and all. Bullshit Angie, you were scared. Scared of the red Buick Le Saber on its roof 180 degrees and four lanes of interstate way from where it started and all the flashing lights and the fear that someone could be dying. And it's a car accident. After a few minutes, Tony flagged me out to bring him his first aid kit for gloves and his florescent vest. I brought both and put the other one on.
There was a man sitting against the "No U-Turn" sign in the median. He was mentally challenged and named Charles. He had been able to extricate himself from the overturned car. His mother was still inside. We watched for a good 45 minutes as the fire department extricated the 82-year-old woman from her car. There wasn't anything Tony or I could do other than stay out of the way. I talked to Charles and the man who was with him, a fisherman who was below the bridge and heard the crash. And the lone witness who stopped, out of about six cars who saw the accident, this young woman with two hearing aids was the only one who stopped.
After we left we heard the woman's status get called across the scanner to the hospital, seems she had nothing more really than high blood pressure. Lucky, very lucky. I guess this is how you do it. Distance yourself from the flour and baking power spilling out of the broken Wal-Mart bags in the trunk. Distance yourself from the fact that she could be your grandma, and was probably on her way home to bake cookies.
What with Tony joining Township, I'm so proud, so happy. It was township who came for Sarah. Her relatives, her friend's parents. They were there before anyone else, they were there and they knew her before Paramedic X was on the scene. And when Sarah died, she was surrounded by people who loved her and knew her. I know my friend didn't die alone. And I know that if Sarah had to go, or if any of us have to go, that's the way we want to.
I'm going to keep up my EMT certification for years after I am done with this class. Maybe someday I can be an Emergicare volunteer. At EMT tonight, I admitted to Tony that I was scared, but at the same time, proud of myself that I had over come all the fears I had, and I handled it. I didn't freak out like I have so many times before when I come across a car accident. Tony's only reply was, "I'll make a hero out of you yet."
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| My Birthday |
[07 Apr 2006|12:10pm] |
Since it just was my birthday, I thought this was appropriate. Stolen from ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) thetim
The Wikipedia Meme. Go to http://wikipedia.org/ and put in your day and month of birth (no year) and then post 1 death, 2 births and 3 interesting facts about your birthday.
One Death
1882 - Jesse James, American outlaw
Two Births
1924 - Doris Day, American actress
1968 - Sebastian Bach, Canadian musician (Skid Row)
Three Interesting Facts
33 - Crucifixion of Jesus (traditional date).
1895 - The libel trial instigated by Oscar Wilde against the Marquess of Queensbury begins, eventually resulting in Wilde's arrest, trial and imprisonment on charges of homosexuality.
1973 - The first portable cell phone call is placed in New York City.
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| it's been a while |
[06 Apr 2006|12:38pm] |
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Sorry it's taken me so long to update, I've been busy with...well...life I guess. And just so you all know, even if I'm not posting a lot, I'm reading constantly. I love hearing about what all of you guys are up to.
The weather has been so nice lately, the summer clothes are coming out and everyone is out on the campus mall constantly throwing frisbees and taking naps. The summer of love is coming. Well, the summer of love for concerts of all varieties that is. Looks like there should be a week of music madness in late June/early July. Pearl Jam finally announced their latest leg of the tour, including a two night stand in St. Paul June 26th and 27th...and you will never imagine who the support act is. Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers! Wicked, eh? Unfortunately, the fact that there are two high profile acts means that tickets are much more expensive ($95.50 each *makes shocked face*) and that the seats I get through the fan club probably won't be quite as good as I had last time (23rd row center biotch). I've got to put the money upfront for two pairs of tickets right away (fan club tickets only come in pairs) so I'm hoping Tony will want to/be able to come with me for both nights. Regardless of the cost...it's Pearl Jam! Later that week, July 1st and 2nd, Tony and I are planning on going down to Alpine Valley to see Dave Matthews for two nights which is going to be complete insanity, I can't wait.
Pearl Jam tickets were announced yesterday and the presale starts tomorrow (seriously, what is up with that...it's got to be an impulse buy by default now). Dave tickets go on sale Saturday so it looks like it's going to be an expensive weekend and one that won't pay off for a while. But seriously, this is going to be my summer. That one week of excitement right there is going to be sandwiched with months of 40+ hour weeks. I've got to splurge a little bit and enjoy it. Good thing I just deposited birthday money and I get paid for my spring break work tomorrow. Dear god, please let me get the job at Victoria's Secret...
Anyway, that's kind of been all consuming lately, concert planning and such. That and school...I've been trying not to stress out too much lately, but maybe I should have been stressing out more seeing that my week looks like this: Thursay - EMT test, Friday - Anatomy Lecture Exam, Monday - Poli Sci Test, Tuesday - Anatomy Lab Exam. If I can just get through that...my April break starts on Wednesday night since my lone class on Thursday was cancelled.
Alright, here's the plan for the rest of the day: Work out, study anatomy note cards while working out, shower, study EMT, take EMT test, study anatomy, sleep (?). Hope you all are having a good day!
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| seem for you the wrong companion, you were warm and gentle |
[09 Mar 2006|11:51pm] |
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I don't know if you know, and further more, I don't know if you care, but today is the 3rd anniversary of Sarah's death. Everyone told me these things get easier with time, even if they never go away. But I think that dealing with this at college is sending the whole recovery process back several steps. I just feel so alone here. In high school, I felt like people knew. That people knew, ok, this is Angie. She's scared of car accidents because a friend of hers died in one. Like I had this huge support network of friends and 4-Hers and people who understood.
I feel so alone here.
And I'm in the same city, with a lot of the same people, but I feel like no one is here. Trying to explain a part of your past as difficult as the death of a friend is hard when you're meeting new people. It's not something that comes up in conversation a lot of the time. And thus, people here don't know that part of my life and how and why it has affected me.
I haven't had much of an appetite today, and been crying on and off. Doing anything I can to keep my mind busy, keep my thoughts from wandering. It's been hard.
But today, in all honesty, has nothing to do with me. But at the same time, everything I have to say about Sarah and today is unavoidably tied to me and how I feel. I see her in so many facets of my life, of my day to day existence. So many things remind me of her. Her legacy is everywhere, and for that, I am grateful.
I've tried. I'm trying to write about Sarah, and how wonderful she was, but I can't find the right words, and the only ones I can won't do her justice. So instead I'm going to leave it at this. Sarah Nelson was a wonderful girl with a passion for helping people. The world was robbed of her gifts after only 17 short years. She is missed terribly, every day.
Never forget to call if you mean it. Always say goodbye when you're leaving. Tell anyone you love that you do as often as you can. Let people know they are appreciated. Make the time. Live every day to the fullest like it may be your last, and even more so, like it could be the last for every person around you. Because it's easy to die without saying goodbye, but it's hard to live having not done it.
I like to tell people I have no regrets in my life, but I regret not doing any of those things listed above until three years ago.
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| Ode to the Dorm |
[03 Mar 2006|07:33pm] |
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Oh beautiful and charming neighbor
The night is young,
it is not yet past 7:45,
why art thou intoxicated?
Oh and not intoxicated with the love of life
and the joys of learning from these hallowed halls
thou art drunk off of Bacardi
and cheap beer
and cheaper vodka
which within the time the moon is in the sky
shall be splattered over the bathroom floor
of this fair dormitory.
And you shall be knocking on my door
as I enjoy the company of friends
asking for glasses
for water
for you and your friends.
Perhaps you will vomit, again,
in front of the door of our fair resident adviser
welcoming her $65 tickets
with eyes rolled back in your head.
Why, oh lovely one
must you play your songs so loud,
Beyonce asking me,
"do I wanna check-up on it?"
No kind lady,
I do not.
For I have a paper to right,
and an exam to study for.
The walls are thin here,
and the hallway is not
a part of your room as well.
Oh who, my neighbor
are the boys parading out of your room,
shirtless and stumbling?
Descend the hill, fair maiden,
for gatherings in basements,
where there is no one trying to study.
Then perhaps I shall find,
silence.
Yes, I realize this is Friday night, and why am I studying? Because I have nothing better to do, and a paper to write. So there. I can't wait...to live in a house again.
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| close your eyes and let your spirit start to soar |
[27 Feb 2006|04:36pm] |
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I totally bought a fish this weekend. It was pretty much the highlight of my weekend. I am now the proud owner mother of a really pretty betta fish. He's black at the head and then has bright red fins with blue and white on the tips. He lives in a bowl on my desk and has a pirate ship that he swims around in. He keeps me company.
I'm terrified I'm going to kill him. That's totally my number one priority right now, keeping him alive. It helped when I re-read my care instructions and found they said "feed sparingly 2-3 times a week" not "2-3 times a day. So yeah...I'm not freaking out about him not eating anymore...heh...heh... right now he's got Nikki's fish, Nixon, for company, but we have to keep them away from each other so they don't try to fight. Next year he'll have Kelly and Libby's fishes Captain Morgan/Spaz and Rione for company, what a lucky fish. My next project is using all of the classical conditioning knowledge I gained in psychology to train him to swim up to me when I call him. And jump.
Did I mention what I named him?
The Phantom.
Oh yeah. He already responds to his theme music.
Anyway...I owe you all a real update sometime, but frankly I'm too lazy, and too busy. I have so much I could talk about! School and houses and friends and everything! But...unfortunately the school and the everything keeps me busy. Trust I'm alive and content and having a good time. I hope the same for all of you. I'm reading all of your journals religiously.
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| I can't believe that we would lie in graves wondering if we had spent our living days well |
[25 Jan 2006|01:07pm] |
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Hey everyone...I just thought I would update you on what's new with me. I'm three days into my second college semester...and I have to say, it's going great. I really like all my classes and all my teachers. And even more so, I feel confident in all of them. I actually know people in my classes this semester...there are people who recognize me and know me by name, even though I don't especially know them. I'm starting to get tight with the Athletic Training (from here on to be known as AT) people...and it's a good feeling. Jeanne said it best yesterday in class, that we're our own little fraternity, we spend so much time together. I'm less than 6 months into college and I already feel something that I didn't feel in 4 years of high school. I belong. I belong here, with these people. I have friends here and I am wanted here. And god, it's a good feeling. I'm doing really well with balancing friends and school and study and Tony so far. I'm so happy here. I do not dread going to class or studying. I'm doing what I love. Even my Anatomy class, in which on the first day our professor told us that if we wanted a C in it, we should spend 2 hours outside of class for every hour in class, but if we wanted an A, we should spend 3-4 extra hours, and that it might be a good idea to bring a tape recorder to record his lectures so we can listen to them later because we will be too busy writing notes to listen during class. Yes, even that, I do not dread. I know anatomy. Between Mr. Verdon at North and my EMT class...I am going to own this. Well, that doesn't mean I'm not going to study, but you know.
I have been stressing about money lately. Over Christmas break I started to feel very comfortable about my financial situation...maybe too comfortable? Because since then, I have burned through roughly a grand of savings in addition to random pocket cash, which scares me. Granted, the EMT class is costing a lot. Roughly $500 has gone right to that class between books and enrollment and fees for forms and such. And I spent close to $200 on books at the U as well. I just don't have very much time to work during the semester. It's especially frustrating to want to try to save at the same time when the expenses keep mounting. You know me, there is so much I want to do. I want to save for skis of my own (I love it!), a trip of some sort as the wanderlust is creeping in, Pearl Jam whenever they decide to go on tour again... I'm just trying to stay positive knowing I have enough money to get myself to summer and pay my rent while I'm trying to make some money. I will get a good job this summer. And if nothing else...night shift at Hutchinson or telemarketing at Charlton...but I really hope I don't have to sink that low. I would love to work at the hospital or something...we'll see though, it's too early to think about all of that yet. I never worried about money this much before...and now I've taken to worrying about it for people who don't do it themselves. But that's an entirely different story. I refuse to be in debt.
Anyway, I'm meeting Jenna for lunch in like a half hour and I need to do dishes and some other cleaning stuff around the dorm. I hope you're all doing well. :) Drink and be merry, for tomorrow we die.
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| down the road i saw you fly, i took your hand and you took mine |
[20 Jan 2006|03:23pm] |
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Well...I guess it's been a while, and believe me, a lot has changed. But not really any of the important stuff. Winter break has come and gone and I'm sitting here on my new laptop back in the dorms. It's still really quiet around here...most of the people I know are getting back tomorrow sometime. I'm excited to see people and keep my own schedule again.
School starts on Monday. I'm taking Physics, Anatomy, Political Science, and Intro to Athletic Training. In addition to that, I've already started a class at the tech college to get my EMT-Basic certification. It's going to be a busy semester. I really love the EMT class and I'm looking forward to Anatomy, as hard as it is going to be.
Break was good, but it's good to be back. The highlight was definitely spending three days in Michigan with 20 great friends. I learned to ski, and according to everyone there, I'm quite a natural. I was going down blue square runs and the ends of black diamonds by the end of the second day of skiing. And I really like it too. The trip and the house were amazing as well. You all will be subject to many a Michigan story this coming semester.
The whole skiing thing actually went so well I'm going again tonight at Trollhaugen for their Friday all-night ski thing. Except I'm going to snowboard this time. It should be a good time. I think there are like five of us going from 10-3am tonight. We'll see how that goes, as I kind of had a late night last night, for reasons more or less beyond my control. I just gotta put my hair in braided pigtails and give'er and we'll be alright.
But that's really all I have to say right now. I'll try to update with interesting tidbits this semester...I'm always on LJ, checking my friends page and such...but it seems I never get around to posting. Anyway...have a good semester to all of you who are back at it.
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| the semester has wound down and i finally have time to update again... |
[21 Dec 2005|04:25pm] |
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I have officially survived my first semester of college...I took my last final at 1:00 today. So far I know I got a B in Spanish 202 (Hell-ooooo 12 retro-credits!!) and an A in Psych 100...Chem and Sociology are yet to be seen, but I'm sure they're fine.
Linz is back from Carthage. I hung out with her today while Karen was working at the coffee shop. Sounds like I'm having a few people over tonight to hang out which should be nice. Yay friends. Z's boyfriend is driving up from Chicago and they're probably crashing on the futon for the night. Karen and Tony are coming over as well. It should be a nice time.
Speaking of Tony...we had a lovely Christmas last Saturday...and you won't believe what he bought me. A beautiful set of silver earrings and necklace, each with a diamond on the end. They're so simple and beautiful...I never expected anything like that. I almost cried when he gave them to me. I don't think I'm ever going to take them off.
I'm heading home tomorrow for a month of work and play. Should be a good time. I'm going to spend three days in Michigan skiing (aka hot-tubing) with friends after New Years. I have so much to look forward to.
All my love.
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| You love this town/Even if that doesn't ring true/You've been all over/And it's been all over you |
[12 Dec 2005|10:07am] |
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Well, it's been forever and a day since I wrote anything in here...I suppose it's time to get back at it. Believe me, things are good. I think I'm much more likely to write when things are going bad then when they're good, and right now they're good and I'm just going with it. Winter is here...and I have to admit that it can be beautiful. I seem to always forget how much I like to watch the snow fall.
Finals are coming and the more I think about them the more nervous I get. Well, at least for spanish and chemistry. In psychology and sociology all I have to do is show up and get an A pretty much. Spanish is going to be rough, but I'm glad it's my first one so I can devote all my time up until that to studying for it.
But really, school in general is great. I've met a really great group of people who I hang out with every weekend. I'm going to miss them over break. I'm going to miss this whole college thing...socially at least.
Well, I signed the lease on the house which is very exciting. I'm trying to avoid worrying about money too much, I'm going to work a ton over Christmas break. It's amazing how things have changed financially since high school...we were so carefree with our money then...going to the mall and dropping $100 or so without even thinking...now here I am Christmas shopping and counting every penny trying to make sure I'm not over extending myself.
The Michigan trip this break is weighing heavily on my mind. About 20 of us from my high school are going up to the U.P. over break to ski for three days. It's going to be a great time and even though I've never skied before, I'm looking forward to it. I'm still just so torn about it costing $150+. that's more than 20 hours of work. *le sigh* I am going to enjoy myself on that trip if it kills me.
But I'm not going to lie, I'm really more looking forward to that other Michigan trip...
Yeah, that kind of sums up my life as of late...
Ok, I'm sleepy and need to prepare for my Spanish oral exam in two hours...later!
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| i won't be long for here |
[15 Nov 2005|09:44pm] |
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Tonight is a good night for Dave Matthews. It is snowing out, actually, more like slushing. I dislike winter. I am cold and the roads are bad. But tonight, I like the feeling it gives me inside.
Tonight is the perfect kind of night to curl up under a pile of blankets with close friends on a couch in front of a fire place and drink pepperminty hot chocolate and listen to Dave while snow falls outside the window.
It paints a pretty picture, doesn't it.
I have been so lazy the last couple days, just sitting on the futon watching TV and chillaxin. Dreaming and planning what kind of furniture we need for our house next year. Wrestling with my boyfriend and/or his dog. I realize I have a Chem test on Friday and a Spanish test on Tuesday. I know I need to study. And tomorrow, tomorrow I will. And Thursday too. My cousin Dana comes this weekend, so you know nothing productive is getting done then.
Swimming lessons end this weekend. I am searching for a new job. I'm so sick of lifeguarding, but I just can't seem to find anything else. At least not anything I could walk to in the dark and cold of winter. *le sigh* Maybe it's for the best, since if I get into that EMT class next semester I won't have much time/energy/desire to work anyway.
I'm far too lazy to worry about any of this tonight. I'm just going to keep listening to some Dave and lazing around. Much love.
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Happy Birthday Sarah.
I didn't forget...
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| my choice is what i choose to do and if i'm causing no harm it shouldn't bother you |
[10 Nov 2005|10:29pm] |
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Ok. So here's the sit rep (thanks Tony). Two girls down the hall, Libby and Kelly, sent out an e-mail last night saying that they were renting a house next fall with another girl and they were trying to find a fourth person to fill the fourth bedroom. Libby and Kelly live kitty-corner from me, they're both Sophomores and very cool. I've gotten to know them a little bit this year, mostly on chance, because I left the door open and had the TV on loud when Libby's favorite song came on MTV.
Anyway...I e-mailed them back saying I would be interested in getting more info at least. I'd kind of been wondering/worrying lately about where I'm going to live next fall and who I'm going to live with. I was really looking at dorming it, but I just wasn't sure with who. Everyone I've gotten to know either already has a roommate for next year or was getting a house. I wasn't sure if I wanted to move into a house because I was afraid of missing out of a lot of stuff on campus and just...not being there. You know how much I worry about that. But at the same time, I miss having my own room, I miss showering barefoot, I miss being able to shut the door to my room and know that no one else is coming in. But..you know...
Well, Libby and Kelly stopped by today...and here's what I know. The house is super close to campus, (2.1 blocks away) on 1st Avenue. Can you say "Hello parade route and footbridge?" It's got parking (good, since I get a car next semester), laundry, 4 bedrooms (2 upstairs, 2 downstairs), gas heat, cable and internet included. Rent is $275/person/month, which is average for campus housing, a little higher than some because it's so close. I'd still have to pay utilities, but those don't sound to be more than like $30ish/month.
I could move on on June 1st. That's when the lease starts. Runs through May. I have the number of the Realtor so I can go and tour the house and check everything out. It's unfurnished, so you know what that means...DUMPSTER DIVING!!!
I have until...January 1st to sign the lease, but I don't want to leave them high and dry if I couldn't...so...It sounds good. It really sounds good. I'm smiling, I'm happy, I'm thinking this could be a very good thing.
PS: College is great.
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| Oooooooh yeah! |
[30 Oct 2005|10:35pm] |
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I'm seeing Phantom of the Opera.
The Broadway version.
In Michigan.
On April 23rd.
From the 12th row.
On the floor.
Jealous?
You should be.
In closing, I would just like to say...
"You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge,
in pursuit of that wish which till now has been silent,
silent . . .
I have brought you,
that our passions may fuse and merge in your mind you've already succumbed to me
dropped all defenses completely succumbed to me -
now you are here with me:
no second thoughts,
you've decided,
decided . . .
Past the point of no return -
no backward glances:
the games we've played till now are at an end . . .
Past all thought of "if" or "when" -
no use resisting:
abandon thought and let the dream descend . . .
What raging fire shall flood the soul?
What rich desire unlocks its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us?
Past the point of no return,
the final threshold -
what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return . . ."
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[27 Oct 2005|11:05pm] |
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I think I'm in love.
( Behind a cut to prevent from messing up your F-Lists... )
Yes. That is my boyfriend dressed up as The Phantom for Halloween. Just wanted to show him off. I know he's going to be running around like that on days other than Halloween, as in every day now. My Meg costume is coming along well also. Ok, so it's pretty much non-existent so far other than a tutu and a dream...but you know.
In other news...ummm...we're thinking about driving to Michigan in May...to see the traveling Broadway version of Phantom... Yeeeeah...*huge freaking grin* Are we crazy? Uh...yeah. Is it going to be amazing? Uh...duh! I know it's a long ways off...but we're looking into it now since tickets are already on sale. More info about that as we plan it (and see if Von wants to come so we can use her car...I don't know if the Squad would make it..haha)
We were sitting in my dorm room tonight rocking out to Point of No Return, singing along (to all three parts!) and having the music so loud you could hear it all the way down the hall. I'm listening now...I'm so addicted it isn't even funny. We're going to dress up on Monday and just run around in costume all day.
I love halloween. This is my favorite holiday, it doesn't get any better than this.
I love Phantom more though. I have loved this music, this story, (these promotional music videos, right gamerchick since I was a kid. And now that I'm older...I...I can't explain it. It's too wonderful for words.
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| I got the whole world here Daddy between my fingers and my thumb |
[26 Oct 2005|11:12am] |
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Dave Matthews Band - Raven |
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It's the little things that make me feel like a grown up, like I'm accomplishing something here, like I'm finally independent and taking care of myself. It's cooking supper for myself or someone else (even if it's only Ramen and Dr. Pepper.) I remember the first couple weeks here...Tony would come over and want to make some Ramen, and I would insist on doing it for him. He'd sit on the futon and look at me like I was crazy, but I think he got it when I handed him his bowl of chicken Ramen with a big smile and said "baby, I cooked!" I'll be honest, I don't even mind doing my own dishes and laundry. It's mine, why shouldn't I be doing them? I remember how excited I was on the first day I was here when I went to the grocery store and bought my own milk and yougurt. I have my own stapler for crying out loud.
For the record, I just sewed a button back on my shirt. :) I feel so incredibly proud of myself...for being able to function here on my own. My sewing job isn't pretty...and it'll probably fall off again next time I wear it... But man am I proud of myself.
I wrote a paper too. And took a Spanish midterm yesterday. Hopefully I won't cry when I get this one back. I honestly feel like it went better than the last one. I felt like I knew it this time, like I actually learned something. So, we'll see how that goes. I'll probably get that back either Friday or Monday...so...yeah. Chem test was a little bit iffy-er than the last one, but I'm still confident I got a B or so on it.
Time to go fend for myself for lunch...easy way out this time, you had me at taco.
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| Love/Loath |
[20 Oct 2005|11:43am] |
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Things I Love:
-- Walking out of the kitchen and seeing my amazing boyfriend sitting on the couch doing his homework with a post-it note on his forehead with "I *heart* You" written on it. And when I smile and ask how long he's been sitting there like that, he says, "A couple minutes."
-- People sitting out on the campus mall, reading, sleeping, or just laying in the sunshine.
-- Getting mail...especially touching handwritten letters from people I never would have expected.
-- The fact that I always have something in my e-mail inbox, even if it is something for class.
-- Tuesdays. Sleep in (a little bit), only two classes, done at 1:00, twofer Tuesday, $0.35 Wing Night.
-- Happy Wednesdays.
-- Having people call me so much or having me call them that my phone battery is totally spent by like 6pm.
-- Spending an hour or so smearing homemade paper mache onto one side of Tony's face to make him a mask so he can be the Phantom for Halloween. All done while listening to the Original Cast recording in the background.
-- When there is no one in my dorm room but me and I can turn my music up loud and just chill.
-- The fourth floor of Towers South.
-- Being the bitch for the upper classmen Athletic Training students...I already feel like I'm learning so much by watching.
-- The way my Chem prof always gives us note cards to use on our tests.
-- Matt coming upstairs for Grey's Anatomy every Sunday night. :)
-- Limewire Pro (thanks Tony!) and the huge amount of new music and videos I have because of it.
Things I Loath:
-- Thursday, or just my Chem lab in general. The way I come home after it and just curl up on the futon for the rest of the night, unmotivated to do anything else and just feel like crying.
-- My spanish class...and the fact that I have never done this poorly in any class ever. And this is Spanish! This is something I'm good at! I'm trying hard, I really am, and there's nothing to blame it on other than the fact that I don't know it.
-- My prospective 16 credit schedule for next semester which really doesn't seem to be too much...until you realize that it's 18.5 hours of class a week, including three labs.
-- The fact that it's getting cold out.
-- The freshman 15. Ugh. You'd thinking walking that damn hill two or three times a day would have more of an affect than this.
-- The lack of silence or privacy anywhere. Sometimes you just need to cry and let it all out...and there's nowhere here you can do that...
-- The fact that because I live here in EC (the Eau C....yeah!) still, people don't send me mail or care packages that often. Sure, I get company...but I like getting mail too. Hint hint (Angie Kinderman, 217 Murray Hall, 11 Garfield Ave, Eau Claire, WI 54701)
As you can see, the Love list is much greater than the Loath list...so you know I'm doing alright. Hope you are too. Sorry I don't post much...I'm busy. :)
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| A week in the life |
[06 Oct 2005|07:52pm] |
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Thursday night is TV night! |
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I think I'm just going to curl up in a ball and whimper for the next school week.
Friday: Exam Spanish 202
Monday: Paper due Spanish 202
Tuesday: Paper due Psych 100
Wednesday: Exam Soc 164
Thursday: Exam Psych 100
Who's up for celebrating on Friday if I survive?
So there's what has happened to me if you're wondering where I went next week...
PS: I decided to leave out all the stuff I have to do this weekend (like work and work and family stuff) just for simplicity's sake...
On the plus side...studying for that freaking exam has helped to meet two really cool new people. :)
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