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Weds. June 5, 2002

Recap of my life, nothing interesting to say.

Schnitzle Schnitzle Shnitxxle. I’m pretty tired right now, but the longer I sit here, the more my barren land of bed will appeal to me. So ….. what is up? Tizzle Tizzle … I am watching Cheers right now, but I think I am starting to lose interest in the obsession. I have seen every episode at least 4 times … yeah, its time for a new hobby. So, today is Tuesday. What have I done for the past few days? Well, just let me tell you!

On Sunday, I went to Schenley Park with Courtney, Julie, and Ashley. We all played frisbee, minus Courtney — she was too busy getting naked on the lawn. We talked about names. My dad wanted to name me Melanie or Janice … my mom wanted to name me Alexandria. How about you? I don’t think I actually got any sun and I don’t even care. I want to be white and pasty for the rest of my life. After my unsuccessful attempt at sunbathing, we came back to our apartment. Ashley fell asleep on the couch. Courtney watched a dinosaur marathon on the Discovery channel, I decided to paint, and Julie went to sleep. I painted my first watercolor painting, and it took me like 6 hours to finish it. While painting, I had to endure Courtney’s dumb dinosaur marathon. She was freaking out when the dinosaurs ate each other and died. I thought it was cool. I wonder if she realized that the dinosaurs were not real. They didn’t even look real. I watched two fake 12 ton dinosaurs get it on, that was pretty interesting. I finished my painting and then I probably went to bed.

Monday was more eventful. Courtney and I made plans to go shopping downtown, but we had to wait for the cable guy to come and install a line in her bedroom. He was late of course, and when he got here he tried to get it on with us. Not really, but he was a freak and made perverted comments and offered to let me borrow his steel toed boots so I could kick ass because quote “you go girl, you kick ass.” Yeah ok. He also made it a point to touch Courtney and I, and gently put his hand on me and said “Can I come in your room?” Yuck. After the molestation ended, Courtney and I headed downtown and we went to Old Navy and Kaufmanns. I bought something, yeah. Ok, so after the shopping trip, Todd picked us up and we went to his apartment to eat tacos. They were very yummy. Courtney sat there and watched the Discovery Channel AGAIN, and Todd showed me some cool things in Photoshop. Then we came back to my apartment and I spent a relaxing evening with Todd, my wonderful boyfriend.

………. continued

Tuesday I woke up and met Todd at work. We went to Johnstown to go to his sister’s high school graduation. I got to meet his family, flee from a psycho stalker, and ride for long periods of time in a car. All in all I had a good time. His family is very nice, but the whole meeting the parents thing is kind of stressful, plus it was kind of hectic today, so it was kind of weird.

TODAY, I was seriously a slug all day. I felt sick until about 4PM and wanted to puke all over everything. Courtney came home from work and looked dead. She cooked ravioli’s and I made salad. Then we ate the makings. Then I walked into Courtney’s room 17 times because I don’t have a mirror in my room. Todd picked me up around 8, we ran outside and got wet, then we went to Walmart. I bought a mirror and a new phone battery. In 14 hours my phone should work. Todd bought a fan and an air conditioner. We went to his apartment and I assembled a fan while Todd tried to put the air-monster in the window … it didn’t really work out. I laughed a lot today and I am also an alien. That’s about all. I have no future plans, nor do I have a future. See ya in St. Louis.

PS: Why is there a knife in our bathroom?

Saturday June 1, 2002 3:12PM

It’s June!!! And the month of June is going to be extraordinary!!! I will probably be updating a lot more now since my life is like cool. I guess life has been treating me well lately. Our oven is FINALLY fixed, so I am going to cook something tasty in it today!! I am thinking some cabbage and noodles, although an oven is not really required for that. Anywizz — Today is Saturday, yayaayaa!! I have no plans for later, but that is just fine. On Thursday I went to the mall with Ashley after our attempt to sit outside and drink beer failed us because we did not have enough motivation to actually drink. So shopping seemed like it would stimulate our thirst. I bought a new shirt and three colorful bras. After our spending spree, we returned to Ashley’s, sat outside and drank some beer. We talked to some cool boys that were listening to Weezer and they invited us to swim in their blow-up pool. However, we declined because it wasn’t really swimming weather. Around midnight I decided that it was time for me to go home because I didn’t want to get really drunk and have to stay there. So I walked home to find that Courtney hated me and had stolen my fan. I don’t know why she was being so mean to me. I guess I borrowed the shirt she wanted to wear and she was kind of pissed at me. I talked to Julie at work for a while and then I went to sleeeeep.

Yesterday I prepared a cheesy bagel for Courtney to eat when she got home from work because I didn’t want her to hate me anymore. Courtney, Julie, and I sat on the balcony and watched the storm come. Then the power went off like 12 times, and my window fan spewed water all over my bed. Someone died at Kennywood and then some dude said there were 50 casualties …. that was a shocker! He obviously needed a lesson in vocabulary because I think he meant 50 injuries. There are a lot of trees laying on the ground outside. Julie cooked lasagna rolls and Courtney decided that she was going to cut off 12 inches of my hair. I didn’t really have the “mushroom do” in mind, but I guess it works. I was very unhappy because I knew Courtney was cutting all my hair off but there really wasn’t anything I could do about it. She kept laughing a lot and saying it was cute … but Courtney tends to laugh at really bad situations … for example, the time we were in the wreck and Steve demolished her van with his truck. She thought it was funny, however, I did not find it that humorous and it wasn’t even my vehicle that had been destroyed. Courtney tends to have a strange sense of humor and taste.

Here I am …. only days before (May 28th) happily posing with my hair:

And today (June 1st) after Courtney, the wicked witch laughed cruelly while chopping off all of my hair. Yes, I’m crying in this picture.

After the hair incident, I called Todd and he came over. We went to Mt. Washington to look at the city. Actually we had no intentions of going there, but Todd took the wrong exit going towards downtown and we ended up there. It ended up being a really fortunate accident, because the city looked so beautiful. I did not know that this place existed … I want to go back some time and take a camera so I can take nice pictures of Pittsburgh. Afterwards, we went to his apartment and hung out. I ended up staying because it got late and I didn’t really want to come home anyways.

Well, that’s about all. I am going to take a shower now and cook some good food for some good eats. Later Later Alligator!

Thurs. May 30, 2002 4:06 am

Life is just great. I have a boyfriend WHOO HOO YAY!!! Yesterday didn’t start out so well, but the most wonderful boy in the world brought me this amazing dinner, so breathtaking that I will never be able to enjoy eating again without feeling a little disappointed.

Today I rode the bus downtown to Duquense to meet Todd at work. I was a little bit nervous about getting lost, but everything was fine and I made it there with a half hour to spare. I felt kind of proud of myself. I have a little bit more courage now, so I am going to start braving more bus trips I think. Todd and I went to the Ross Park mall so he could get his car fixed, but it ended up taking over 5 hours to fix his car, so we played in the mall all day and Todd bought me a tongue ring .. woo hoo. Last night I put a paper-clip through my tongue to see if there was still a hole, and today I just decided I wanted a tongue ring. It feels kind of weird and I don’t think I will try eating with it in unless I want to digest it again. We ate some very tasty chinese-japanese-something food at the mall which was very tasty, but paled in comparison to my feast of pork chops, potatoes, and rice from last night. I love eating real meals … I should try it more often.

After the insane day at the mall, Todd and I hung out at his apartment and he played his guitar and sang some beautiful songs. I never liked a boy that could actually do something cool … Todd can do a lot of cool things. I kind of feel boring around him because I don’t think I really have any special talents. I used to play the clarinet … maybe I will get it this weekend and play it. I doubt that would be very impressive since I haven’t played it in like three years and it probably disintegrated or rotted … I don’t even know where it is.

Well, I think I am going home for the weekend … and I plan to go to Walmart and steal a battery out of a phone there. They sell the phone I own at Walmart, but nowhere in the United States has the battery that I need for it. I paid like $50 for the phone, and I am starting to get irritated by the fact that I can’t find a battery for it.

Well I am very tired …. Goodnight!

Tuesday, May. 28, 2002 – 1:25 AM

Last night Jaime, Jared, Brian, and Eric made an appearance at the apartment, and we had some fun fun fun. Jaime and Jared arrived and we bought some beer, played mall madness, and listened to Weezer. A while later, Eric and Brian arrived with more beer and we drank it. We took fake engagement pictures and played Taboo, which I think is a really fun game … especially when you are drinking. I am declaring Taboo the new group drinking game. Then the gang departed and Courtney and I watched the worst movie ever filmed as she snuggled on my butt … woo hoo fun …. grrr. We watched “About A Boy”. Don’t waste your time or money … don’t even waste your hard-drive space because this movie was terrible.

Brian & Courtney’s fake engagement picture. I don’t know why we thought these were going to look like engagement pictures. I suppose we were all pretty drunk.

Brian and me doing our thing, fake engagement picture style.

Eric and I posing for our fake engagement.

And last but not least, Courtney and Jaime posing … I don’t think this was supposed to be an engagement picture though … if so I guess Jaime forgot to put down her can of beer!

Courtney woke me up today at 11am to go play in the sun. Julie, Courtney, and myself went to Subway and got some sandwiches, and made our way to the cathedral to have a picnic in the sun. We ate and sat in the sun for a while … I got kind of sunburned and really didn’t feel that wonderful for the rest of the day. Regardless, I went on a cleaning frenzy, and I cleaned the bathroom, the kitchen, and Courtney and I did a whole bunch of laundry. I was supposed to drink with Ashley and Kim today, but I wasn’t really feeling up to it after my fun Taboo night, and I had made plans with Todd to hang out.

I went to his apartment and he showed me his beautiful new couch and papasan chair (insert frowny face). I feel rather bitter towards those with papasan chairs because I have wanted one for a long time … I am deprived. I should just suck it up and buy one. Anyways, Todd taught me how to play chess today which was very cool because I always wanted to learn how to play, but the opportunity never came about. He beat me, but I think I did pretty good for the first game. I need to learn some strategies so I can be Chess Extraordinaire and kick butt.

When I came home, Courtney asked me to watch “The Sweetest Thing” with her, but I wasn’t really feeling up to butt snuggling, so I decided I should eat something even though I wasn’t really hungry. Once again, I ate pasta-roni, ate 2 bites, and felt deathly ill. Pasta-roni looks sooo good, doesn’t taste that bad, but secretly has death poison in it. I don’t know if I will ever be able to eat again, but its ok …. I’m not exactly wasting away.

Check Mate!!

Sunday, May. 26, 2002 – 4:30 PM

It has almost been a whole month since I have written anything new. So I guess I have a lot to say. The last time I wrote on April 29, I was a sad puppy in Indiana, PA … today I am a happy girl in Pittsburgh, PA. I guess a lot has happened in a month. Actually, I think more has happened this month than in the entire last year of my life.

On May 10, I moved to Pittsburgh with my two wonderful friends, Julie and Courtney. They already lived here, but I filled in as the new roommate. So far, everything is great. I am still unemployed, but I am hoping that I can get a job soon. Let me recap the major events that have happened since I have moved here.

Well I learned how to ride the bus … (all by myself) I can’t go anywhere far away yet, but I know how to get to campus, and I can get to Kim and Ashley’s apartment. Woo-hoo! After being here for only a few days, I met a really cute boy that I just adore. We have been hanging out a lot, and I think it is starting to get serious. It was very unlike me to do something crazy like this, but I am VERY glad I decided to be not-me that day because I really think that this going somewhere, and I like like like like him A LOT! YAY!!!!

I went to the Green Day concert yesterday … woo hoo hoo — I’ll post a recap of the concert in the events section soon.

Well I guess my life hasn’t been extremely eventful, but I am really happy here, and I think that things are definitely look up. The daily interaction of having roommates, the phone ringing and it actually being for me, meeting someone that I really connect with, watching movies with my roommates, summer just around the corner … I can’t remember when I was actually this happy about everything. I still have some getting used to, but I must say I think I have a lot to look forward to and moving here so far is the best decision I have ever made.

So, I’m back in action, and stay tuned for the daily updates of my no longer boring life … I will definitely keep you entertained with things other than eggrolls and Kirstie Alley (refer to April news). And check out the events section to see what I’ve been doing, and the events planned for this summer.

Chica-Whirly Doo chickle!!!

Monday, Apr. 29, 2002 – 11:12 am

About five minutes ago, the world as I had once known it was taken from me. For reasons to be explained further down, I will never be the same, feel the same, or be happy with myself again. OK — I’m exaggerating, but I am now consumed with great unhappiness. So I called myself a Gin Blossoms fan. I was ecstatic all day Saturday, ready to relive the tunes from one of my favorite 1996 bands THE GIN BLOSSOMS. The legend, making a debut return to the stage at IUP after 7 years of disbandment, what more could a girl ask for!!!! I am glad that I did not find out the terrible news until today, or my take on the entire performance would have been soiled … just as it is now. I never really noticed the disappearance of the GIN BLOSSOMS back in the day. I was too consumed with my love for Green Day, and life was just great then. The Gin Blossoms glided into my life, and exited silently … I was unaware of the tragedies that had occurred. So now I will share my despair and announce my ignorance to this life-altering event with the rest of the world, anyone who is reading this and loves the Gin Blossoms …. in our memories, 1993 will never be quite the same.

In 1993, the band exploded on the scene with their buzz bin hit, “Hey Jealousy.” Everything was Stellar: The band was riding high on the success of its album New Miserable Experience; it was on tour with the likes of Toad the Wet Sprocket and Del Amitri, and they were planning a tour of their own. Then their world came crashing down when lead singer Doug Hopkins committed suicide in December of 1993, leading to the break up of the band. But after a few years of healing, the Gin Blossoms reunited with a new singer and are embarking on a national tour this summer.” — The Penn, by Jen Lucas.

I am not really sure I understand everything. At the concert, GB said they had been apart for 7 years, by calculation … 1995 would have been their year of demise. Ok, I just read that they disbanded in 1997. They had a CD out in 96, but the songs we all know and love are from the 1992 Gin Blossoms. So Doug Hopkins (deceased) was the singer for New Miserable Experience, and he also wrote and sang “Hey Jealousy” and “Found Out About You.” Robin Wilson … current lead singer, was the lead singer since 1992 — but he is not the guy who recorded the “New Miserable Experience” Album, however, GB was on tour for most of 94-95, and Robin was on that tour and has been the lead singer of GB since then. HERE is a link, this site is great, it has like 899 articles about Gin Blossoms, dating back to like 1987. Def a must for all you hard-core GB fans! So I guess it is still semi-original Gin Blossoms, but not really. OK UPDATE: Everything I just said was completely wrong, Robin was always the lead singer, the dead guy just wrote some songs and played guitar. Robin Wilson wrote Allison Road, which happens to be my fave GB song, so its all ok now!

Jamie and Julie livin’ it up in the rain at the Gin Blossoms concert!

Besides the shocking GB news, my day has been ok, although it is only 11:30AM. I terminated two classes today, which made me feel pretty good. I took my last Management test today … the class I have been struggling most with all semester. I needed an 82.6 on the test to get a B for the class …. and I am not really sure how I did. I think I did okay, and will hopefully get a B, but not 100% on that. The class is not really hard, and I do well on the math part of the tests, but I just don’t get the concepts or really know what I am doing. I have never really felt confused like this before, and I feel that I did not grasp the “big picture” in the class. Well, I am not a management major, and I did very well in my other management class last semester, which was Business Management. This class is Production and Operations management, and we learn about assembly lines and raw materials. I do not think I will ever be a supply manager, so as long as I get the business concept of management, and I have average knowledge of dumb management, I think I’m set for life!

I turned in my Physics paper today, and I also got my “estimated” grade, assuming I turn in a paper. I am 99.9% sure he is not going to read the papers, because he has to have them all back to us by May 3 — this Friday …. there is 60+ people in the class, and the papers were a minimum 10 pages. So my grade is a 95.3, so I am assured that I am getting an A, because I turned in a paper, and it has content. I should have gone with my intuition — filling 10 pages up with random letters, but there is a chance that he might look at it, so I actually wrote something. I did not mind because I like to write. It just makes me angry that I put effort into it, and people who didn’t will probably get the same grade. Whatever though, and A is an A and that is really all that matters.

Well, today is over — in terms of classes, and I have eliminated two from the stress-factor. I got a total of 3 hours of sleep because the insomniac monster has come back. He has been around for about 2 weeks now. For about a month I was sleeping like a normal person, I should have known better than to expect the pattern to endure finals week. I have to turn in my take home final for my Investments class tomorrow, and I am only about half done with it. I really underestimated the effort I was going to have to put forth to achieve correct answers. There is a lot of math on the test, and I am really unsure of how to do some of it. It is likely due to my poor attendance … but I seriously cannot get up for my 8am classes ….. especially during the periods of insomnia. I fall asleep between 4-5AM and it is coma time. I hear nothing — alarm clocks, phones, tornados, fires … all oblivious to me in my state of unconsciousness. I need to take a nap in the worst way, but I think I will work on some Investments until I can no longer breathe.

There was a tornado here last night and I hope it didn’t kill any more Gin Blossoms. I saw footage on the news last night of a house, some garages, and a barn that were destroyed in rural Indiana. Brian told me the Holiday Inn (where GB stayed) was damaged, but I have not heard any confirmation. I was really scared and had no power. It went out while I was studying last night and the wind was howling again. I was in fear of my life. But I’m alive. Viva la vida. It’s time to do some serious something.

Wednesday, Apr. 24, 2002 – 12:09 pm

Mmmm …… I just ate a very delicious egg roll that I purchased at the Chinese Hut. I just could not pass up the $1 satisfaction of a good juicy eggroll. It’s only noon and feel that I have been quite productive today … in fact I may just take the rest of the day off! NOT. I went to both of my classes, and turned in my article review for Physics. Any time I have a big assignment or or paper that is due, I never feel fully relieved until it is entirely shed from my body. There is just a final sigh of relief when I actually give it to the teacher. Maybe it is because so many things could happen to my magnum opus from the time I finish it to the time I turn it in. It could get swept away in a flood, destroyed in a fire, or eaten by an antelope!!! Well its not my responsibility anymore!

So what’s up with everyone asking me how to make a works cited page?? The other day it was Courtney, and today Mike in my Physics class wanted detailed instructions on how to make his reference page. It started out as “Do you know how to write a citation for a source from a book?” So I began to explain to him, and noticed that he was writing everything down. He really had no clue. Seriously … we all had to take our Lit courses, and it’s not that hard. He then proceeded to ask me how to cite journals, magazines and personal interviews. Do I look like a walking reference to these things? Apparently.

After my classes, I realized the the weather for the day had turned out to be much nicer than I had anticipated, and I found myself sweating from all the layers I was wearing. It was kind of cold when I left at 9am. Nonetheless, I strolled on over to the bank to do some bankly business … carrying my unneeded coat of course. The lady at the bank was like “Wow, this is the most checks I have cashed all week and they are all from one person!” Well, most of them are for like $2 so I don’t think it counts. I also cashed Brian’s check for the Green Day concert, and he had written in the memo “Green Day, Blink 182.” So the bank teller struck up a conversation with me about the concert and we talked about it for a while. Good thing she didn’t comment on the memo from the check that Jamie Kutsch wrote me … why you ask? Because she wrote “CRACK”. Whoo Whoo .. Green Day is exactly one month from tomorrow!!! I hate months.

On the way home, I decided to skip on over to the Chinese cart/hut outside the HUB and that is where I got my very delicious eggroll. Still not as good as Heritage Days Eggrolls, but at least it wasn’t some gross mystery meat eggroll. They are just vegetable ones, so I don’t have to worry about shrimp feces being in my chicken eggroll. Chickie Eggroll … I can’t wait for Heritage Days!!!! I think the Heritage Day eggroll people also distribute their eggrolls to the food hut at the Grove City Outlets, because I ate one there on the way back from Halloweekends at Cedar Point and my taste buds were saturated with Heritage Days nostalgia. It was so delightful!!!! So if anyone is going to be in the vicinity of Grove City, PLEASE get me 12 dozen eggrolls to tide me over until July.

My apartment is very nasty, and I really need a mop to clean my kitchen floor. I don’t even care at this point. I really need to vacuum because there is hole punch remnants and tostito crumbs all over my floor. I seriously think I will vacuum today … before bugs start eating the food on my floor. And I don’t want another mouse roomate … I’d better get on the ball before they sniff me out!

So .. I just realized that I am going to have like 4 days to do absolutely NOTHING!!! My education here at IUP is practically over on Monday. Yeah, the Monday in 5 days! I have a test and a paper due on Monday, and then I’m done … almost. Tuesday I have to turn in my take home final, and I will probably get most of it done today. And then NOTHING until Friday evening. I take my stupid final for my online class that day. Its seriously ruining my life. But its all good because I can work on moving out all week, and hopefully be totally moved out by next Saturday!!!

And I cannot forget the exciting Gin Blossoms Insanity on Saturday! Things are looking up … and I feel like dancing!

Well its time to go attack Brian and drink his white out, clean, take tests, watch my Soap Opera, and then fall into a coma. I’ll probably be up and full of vitality again around 10PM. Have a great day!!!

MY ARM IS A STUMP

Tuesday, Apr. 22, 2002 – 1:48 am

Its Monday night, and I am going to puke if I have to write one more thing. This semester — correction, this week has been a writing intensive seminar leading to a passionate desire to kill someone. I have not felt like writing anything here because all I do is write. I have finally finished my Investments disaster. It is a grand total of 193 pages. No, I did not write that many pages. The part I actually wrote is only 24 pages, but the masterpiece includes articles, financial ratios, and annual reports. GREAT! So now that I have finished, I can concentrate on my next project: Physics Paper — 10 pages — subject?? I’m thinking biomass and ethanol production.

My kitty is sick 🙁 He has another blockage in his male area and will have to have a catheder and unhappy kitty life again. He is going to the vet in the morning. This is the second time he has had it this year. The vet says that it is because he is sensitive to magnesium in his food, and it creates a blockage in his urethra. The blockage prevents him from being able to go to the bathroom, and he will die from pee poisoning his body if he doesn’t get an operation. I feel really bad. He isn’t very old, and if it keeps happening, I don’t know what his outlook long-term will be. So say a little prayer for my kitty … I love him much.

So, other than being really stressed out and the news of my cat, life is great! So I saw Mr. Dave Earl and his crazy hair tonight at Sheetz. He told me that his ex-girlfriend just died in a car accident, and then he handed me this paper. I thought it was her obituary, but it was a flyer for a concert his band is having. Too bad I already have Gin Blossoms insanity booked during that time frame.

I have insomnia and I cannot sleep. I just want the semester to be over, I think everyone does. I can’t wait for finals week. I can’t wait to take tests! I have my management final this coming Monday, a take home final that I am getting tomorrow, a paper due on April 29, and one last final on May 3rd. Its not a bad semester for me. At least I don’t have like 5 cumulative finals in a row …. or three finals on the same day. I love it when that happens.

Happy Gilmore is a GREAT movie.

Peace Out —
Hippie Lova

Wednesday, Apr. 17, 2002 – 6:21 pm

Once again, life has not been the most exciting thing in the world. I’m SOO tired right now. Too much sun and not enough sleep. Although I do feel that I am beginning to form some color on my body. Tomorrow is the last day to frolic in sunshine, so I think I will go to Mack Park and indulge in some rays. I got a little bit red today, but just my arms. I will wear some sunscreen tomorrow.

Yesterday I sat in the sun for a portion of the day, my ugly neighbor, who I seriously thought was retarded decided to strike up a conversation with me. She is actually very nice, but I think she is one of those people who will try to take over your life if you are too nice to them. She is beginning to remind me of Ron Liston, for those of you who don’t know Ron …. Ron rented an apartment from my parents, and the apartments happen to be right behind our house. Well Ron decided to reside on our front porch rather than his apartment. He was also a major freak, and he could be found sitting on our front porch 23 out of 24 hours of the day. He also began to use our yard as a used bicycle shop.

After sunshine I decided it was time to do some serious paper writing. I was getting all into it, and I had 5 word documents up, because I was copying and pasting stuff to print out, and then DEATH — the AntiChrist rose and destroyed my life. It was very ironic, that just as I was about to print my 5 unsaved word documents that I had spent about an hour copying and pasting pertinent information to, that Evil amongst all Evils decided to host a black-out party. And Microsoft Word should really prepare for instances such as this …. currently Word only auto-recovers a maximum of 2 documents.

So I sat on my porch and watched people kill each other at the 4 dead-light intersection. I was sure someone was going to wreck, and I would have to run to the rescue and perform emergency CPR. I was thinking of how famous I could become, if I inserted a straw into someone and brought them back to life. If you ever saw Nurse Betty you would know what I am talking about ….. and if you haven’t seen it, watch it!

I watched the Osbournes at Brian’s, and that was about all the time I spent there. I ventured back home to work on my term paper, and about about 2am, I became deliriuos, and began subtitling my sections with song titles such as “Should I Stay or Should I Go” and “So Happy together, so How is the Weather”. I decided that it was time to seriously let my brain die. So I went to bed.

Today was not much more exciting. I went to class, then I sat in the sun some more. Neighbor girl came and talked to me about needing money to get her driver’s permit, and trying to make dinner for her and her boyfriend with only some sauce and meat, and a little bit of noodles. That is all the food she has. I don’t know why I feel bad for her. I have less food. I can tell you exactly what is in my apartment. Pasta, sauce, Smack, really old cheese crackers, butter, kaluha creamer, coffee, and old celery. YUMMMY!

Around 3:30, Brian and I headed to the Park to relax in the sun, sporting some really cool matching bandanas. I still have mine on ….. in fact, I may never take it off. Then the bandana twins stopped off at the HUB so I could buy some dividers and a report cover for my report that is due tomorrow at 8am. I will never finish it. Actually, I have 19 pages done, and now I just need to come up with a really snazzy conclusion. Thank GOD. I want this to be over. But, my project for next week is a 10 page paper for Physics. I think I am doing it on alternative fuel, like Ethanol. FUN FUN FUN.

So, I just talked to my Grandma who is feeling rather depressed lately. She had a lumbar labectomy in January, and is still recovering from it. She is sad because she really can’t go anywhere and she has to wear a back brace. At least she takes my sjogren’s syndrome disease seriously, which is more than I can say for my mom. She is going to ask her rheumatiod arthritis doctor about it so maybe I will be able to get a referral to see her. But she also mentioned that my problems could be something called Addison’s disease. I am not sure what that is, so I will have to do some research. I’ll keep ya up to date with the haps. Well I’m off to see the Wizard.

later all,
Lucinda Sans

Sunday, Apr. 14, 2002 – 1:43 am

I am so tired right now, and I just really wanted to lay in my bed and enjoy some good old Cheers, but my somber mood just couldn’t take the intolerable Kirstie Alley tonight. I think I will supress my drive to watch Cheers, and save it for tomorrow night when the Norm-Athon is on. At least there will be some Shelly Long episodes on.

Anywho — I can finally see the end of the semester as a reality, however my procrastination hasn’t helped matters. I’ve been fervently working on my Investments term paper for the last two days. I have about 12 pages of it written now. Tomorrow is going to be another day, slaving away at the financial ratios, whoo-ha (you can’t hear me, but that is a very enthused whoo-ha). Yeah I’m a cow-girl.

So, Friday my friend Jamie came to visit, and we had some under 21 fun. While Brian and everyone else in the world was out celebrating something or other at Wolfendale’s or wherever, Jamie and I were sitting in my apartment making buttons. It was fun times though. I haven’t seen Jamie in a really long time. Brian came over to hang out for a while after his fun night uptown. We downloaded Ugly Kid Joe and listened to some Jimmy Eat World to pre-game for the Jimmy Eat World concert at PSU on Saturday. Of course I didn’t go, because I opted to stay home and calculate ratios all night.

So Brian left, and Jamie and I proceeded to act stupid until about 3am. Then a robber tried to break into my apartment. I was sitting approximately 3 centimeters from my front door, and someone opened my screen door and tried to open my big door. Jamie ran to the kitchen and grabbed my wooden meat mallet, and insisted that I open the door, but I was too scared. Then the person left, got in their car, and drove away. I wouldn’t have thought it was a robber, however, after the suspect attempted to open my door, finding it locked, the suspect did not knock. It would be different if the person was like drunk, went to the wrong house, and just walked in. That has actually happened before. But normally when you go to your friends, and the door isn’t open, you knock! Therefore, I have concluded that someone attempted to rob my apartment. My lights were on, but the robber wouldn’t have been able to tell, because my door is covered with a dark cloth, and you can’t tell if there is a light on inside my apartment. The reason for the cloth is to cover the taped up broken window in my front door … to deter any potential robbers. Although, I think a person would be pretty dumb to try to rob an apartment that is at a very busy intersection. But, then again, at 3am there wouldn’t be many sober witnesses to defend me if I had been robbed.

So, after the robber incident, Jamie and I decided it was time for bed, but I guess Jamie was a little freaked out by my apartment. I don’t blame her. It makes really loud noises sometimes. The house is pretty old, and i live above the basement of the house. The basement has insane pipes that rattle and explode all the time. Sometimes it makes my entire floor shake. I have pretty much tuned out the sound, unless its a loud one that causes my apartment to jolt. Well, I am a pretty heavy sleeper, but in the middle of the night there was a jolt and it woke Jamie up. She looked around and saw my coats hanging on the coat rack, thinking the robber was in my room and mistaking the coat for a person! I must admit, it is kind of scary here …. even when you aren’t alone.

Saturday, I woke up around 9:30, after sleeping for like .2 seconds. I wasn’t tired though, and I knew I had a big day so I had to wake my ass up. My parents came up around 11:30, and we went out to lunch. I was happy to eat a real meal, and I indulged in a turkey club sandwich. Then we went to the mall, where my mom proceeded to ponder over every single book in Waldenbooks. She still had the gift card I had bought her for Christmas, but she couldn’t find a suitable book. She was too upset by the fact that the book she wanted hadn’t come out in print yet. Then we went to K-Mart to inspect all the pens there. She is determined to find some kind of Nickelodean Ooze Pens. She is obsessed with gel pens …. she’s insane.

For the remainder of the day, I calculated more financial ratios and made myself insane. I feel so tired and unable to think right now. I just want to go to bed and pray that tomorrow doesn’t come for a reallly long time. Maybe I will set my alarm clock to go off periodically throughout the night so I don’t sleep the whole night, wake up in the morning, and become utterly depressed that I have to get up. I don’t usually wish tomorrow wouldn’t come, but when you know that you have a lot to do, you just want sleep to last forever. I used to feel that way in high school a lot. I NEVER wanted the morning to come. Sometimes I would even cry when I got up because I just wanted to go back to bed. I have always had trouble getting moving in the morning, but I have gotten much better about it. I have to be up every day of the week by 7:00 or 8:00, of course not by choice, but at least I don’t cry anymore. And at least I don’t sleep until 6PM like some people.

Well thats all folks. I am very tired, and I think I am going to cuddle up in my leopard chair and watch 40 Days & 40 Nights on my computer.

Good Night 🙂