In my trollings of the internet to find a suitable Nature Oriented Religion for one of my final essays, I found this WikiAnswers gem:

Q: What was Chumash religion?
A: duh its so obvious. they just belive in "magic" to heal. and other worlds and stuff. Look in the library. ull c.

It took me longer than it should have to realize that the "ull c." was not some type of copyright code but rather idiot-speak for "you'll see". If I had any kind of essay-writing buzz, this could have killed it. Or perhaps filled me with some kind of misguided superiority. Maybe not so misguided. Just superiority.
In similar but also quite tangential news; I've always wanted to get one of these for someone but I never know for whom or which one, since after awhile the funny might wear thin and just become depressing.

Labels: funny story, Religion, school

Paul and I were emo kids for Halloween. This is just a little preview. We did pretty well, if I do say so myself. Ratty black wigs cut in angles, too much colorful makeup, black clothes with tacky neon accessories, angsty band shirts, and sad/troubled/deeply misunderstood expressions on our faces.
Pictures available on request.

Labels: halloween

Sometimes gentlemen seem to make decisions that, although obviously following some version of logic, certainly don't seem to make sense to the untrained eye. This afternoon Paul proposes that he make eggs for lunch. Sure. Great. Particularly since he recently filled out his kitchenware, and among other things he bought a pan accessory for poaching eggs. I was suspicious about his knowledge of the tool because I had seen weird burnt stuff left on the pan when it was left in the sink before. Lo and behold, I came over to find that rather than sitting in a pan full of water, the egg poaching apparatus was laid directly on the burner. Though they were a bit tough, the eggs turned out fine. Next time I will probably be giving a poaching tutorial.

Labels: Food

Made an oil change appointment.
Laughed in class. Along with everyone else.
Watched a sad romantic movie.
Made rice krispie treats and ate them warm out of the pot.
All of them.
I put up shelves. With a drill!
The closet is starting to take shape.
I cut my hair. The long braid is now hanging on the wall. Heh.

Labels: Apartment

While I clean, I like to have something running in the background. Gilmore Girls has been done to death, so has to have some extended time to rest between viewings. Lately I've been watching a trashy treasure by the name of Sex and the City. The benefits? Some really adorable pieces of clothing that make me want to re-vamp the wardrobe when I get into cash. A downside? Aforementioned cute single items are placed with eachother in ridiculous and sometimes atrocious ways. There's the occasional good outfit (usually on Charlotte, who almost always at least manages to have a blandly acceptable ensemble) but for the most part it looks like a blind or possibly malicious anti-fashion group runs the costume department on set.

In other news, without a washer/dryer, I have started washing clothes in the bathtub. I went to the laundromat once. It ate ALL MY MONEY. Well, about 7 dollars. It was ridiculous. Now fancy things like rented washing machines are only for big obnoxious things; comforters, jeans, towels -- stuff it would wear me out to attempt to stomp into cleanliness.
Also a pizza guy thought I was British. Not because I had some kind of unintentional accent but because I very college-ly have a huge British flag hanging in the living room. And he was very surprised to find that Sarah and I (who ordered pizza at 1am) were neither high nor inebriated.

Labels: Apartment, funny story

Animal print:

Labels: Trashy/Tacky

I am having such an itching to buy books. I haven't been to a used bookstore in ages. It was that urge that engouraged me to update my Goodreads booklist. Which of course reminded me of the list of authors to acquire I have. Naturally I ended up with ten different tabs open, cross referencing and comparing prices versus shipping charges.

Labels: Blog, Planning