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Monday, August 23rd, 2004
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For those of you who still read livejournal (Lindsay Marie):
I wasn't totally prepared for school to start today. My alarm clock is not supposed to go off at 6:30 a.m. ever. My day should especially not include a book who's description starts out "No economic system in history has created more wealth and improved the lives of more people than capitalism...". I hate it! The only thing that will get me through that class is entertaining myself with the idea that my professor looks like a turtle...seriously. After all of this a woman was tailgating me today. That normally pisses me off to some degree, but it was made worse by the fact that I just bought my car about a week ago. She wasn't just tailgating me,though, she was about two feet from my bumper for at least ten minutes...so, I flipped her off. That turns out to have been a bad idea. I could tell in my rear view mirror that she was utterly shocked because she lifted her hands as if she had no idea why someone would do that to her. Then there was a stoplight. I, being a remarkably slow person, didn't think to roll my window up. She took advantage of this and told me that I was a stupid whore who needed to learn how to drive. This is all made better by the fact that she works at a local nursing home caring for the elderly. I feel comforted. By the way, if any of you get into a similar situation, then you should know that you are on your own. The police can't do anything unless they see it. That makes me feel even better. Now I know that I can call anyone I want a stupid whore as long as a police officer isn't around. I'm sorry, but it's not all that often that someone calls me a whore. It kind of throws me.
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So, I was at work today, and this lady came in. She said her name and handed me some "brochures". Then, she ran away. She is very lucky that she ran away because it took me a second to realize that she was a Jehovah's Witness who had just handed me pamphlets on why videogames make you want to kill other people. I'm kind of glad that she left too because it wouldn't have been pretty. As soon as I got off of work I went to the store and bought a "No Soliciting" sign. Hopefully the assholes won't bother me anymore, but I think that they might be clueless. Is there some sort of conspiracy out there to save me? This is getting a little ridiculous!
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Has anyone else ever cut themselves on the underside of their toe? I just did. I guess that I never thought about the possiblity until it happened. It was quite painful...almost enough for me to believe that I had, in fact, lost my entire toe.
Anyway, the best thing happened today. I found a role of film in my room that I hadn't developed yet. Not knowing what was on it, I took it to Walgreens. When I picked the pictures up I was so happy because they are of Lindsay's last night in California. You know, the night where we all went to the beach and smoked cigars. That pretty much made my day. I haven't had new pictures of California in about a year and a half. Can we do something about that someday? I really need to see Shamrock, Texas and Hickboy, Illinois on the way. I know that no one has any money, but when we do I'd like to have more pictures.
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Even though I haven't made an entry since December not much has happened. I still sell video games, and I still go to school. I have to say that the most exciting thing is that I am finally getting satellite tv in a few weeks. My other favorite thing is that today is the gloomiest day ever, so I decided to wear my bright orange and yellow sweatshirt. I decided that that could possibly make the day better, but others didn't think so. I don't normally get dirty looks/stared at, but apparently people aren't comfortable with bright clothing. Who knows maybe it was something else, but I prefer to think that they just couldn't handle my bright shirt on a gloomy day.
For the first time, other than in phone conversation with Jimmy, I have to admit that I own Halo. I know that that might disappoint some people, but I have a theory. I never had any desire to play Halo until I bought an XBOX. I have decided that Microsoft has gained some sort of control over my mind because now I don't think that it's such a bad idea. It could just be that I've gotten over the first time that I played when I was forced to follow the other person around and then he hit me over the head with his gun. I swear that I don't play Everquest, though. I don't have money for online fees.
I'm really excited about the summer classes that I get to take. I am taking the History of American Foreign Relations and Human Relations in Organizations. They both count for my major too, so that makes it even better. I never feel like as much of a dork as I do when I am trying to pick my classes. I get excited about classes like Russia:Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow. Who am I? I just hope that I ever finish school. All of these electives are so tempting.
Oh yeah, my middle sister got married...in Paducah, Kentucky. As horrible as it sounds, I do find a little humor in the fact that my oldest sister broke off her engagement just a few days before we were invited to my other sister's wedding. I'm awful.
Anyway, I think that that's about it. I may update again someday.
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Monday, December 22nd, 2003
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So, does it seem like it shouldn't be Christmas to anyone else? I was able to get myself in "the spirit" for about ten minutes until the woman walking behind me in Target's parking lot was yelling at her kids and warning that she was taking away one present for each incident. I may not be a parent, but surely there is a better way to deal with children.
Also, I am having major issues with war right now (as if you couldn't tell). I have been watching a lot of war movies and reading books about it. The more I do that the more that I can't understand how people are able to go into combat and put their lives on the line. I have to say that they have more courage than I could ever hope for because I would probably shoot myself in the head (no...really) rather than be scared shitless while under attack. I don't think that I have adequately expressed how I am feeling about this right now. It just makes me feel horrible about whatever it was that my dad went through in Vietnam (I don't know since he won't talk about it) and whatever it is that people are going through right now as I sit comfortably at this desk in my local library. I think that this is one of those states in which I feel like I want to do something, as in change the world, but I just don't know what to do or where to start. I hate this feeling. How do you change the world when there's so much that you want to change?
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Thursday, December 18th, 2003
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Thursday, December 11th, 2003
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So I have this new apartment of my own. That was all great until an animal decided to make its presence know while I was going to the bathroom. You may say that you're not afraid of small, furry animals, but you haven't encountered one while you are peeing. It was kind of terrifying especially because I couldn't see it. Luckily, I figured out that it must be living in the wall. That at least gives me some comfort. I don't understand, though. I could not get one of the guys that I know, including my landlord, to answer their phones that night. You always pick up your phone! It might just be a terrified girl who needs help to get a rodent out of her apartment. Doesn't everyone know this?
Anyway, my life is good because I almost done with this semester. I have one more class and two finals. I have to give an impromptu speech in this class. I just hope that my topic is okay. I don't want to talk about my favorite flower or favorite season.
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Tuesday, November 4th, 2003
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Apparently, I have lost the ability to write about nothing. I haven't had anything interesting to say here ever, but I started to realize it recently. That's my reasoning for no journal entries.
So, school is the same as ever. I skipped one day and threw my whole schedule off, and I always feel guilty for skipping classes. Some of you may not think so, but I swear that it's true. I feel so guilty that I don't want to show up ever again. Luckily, I got over that and continued going to class today. I have to convince my self that everyone is allowed one day off.
Work is going well too. I am getting more hours, and my boss thinks that I'm great. Speaking of my boss...he rescued a chicken from the highway. He had trouble finding a home that wouldn't kill it, so he brought it to work. Imagine how you would feel if you walked into work and found a live, full-grown chicken in the backroom. It was the funniest thing that's happened to me in a while.
Also a request for advice: Do any of you know how to deal with someone who is probably about to make a big mistake for the fifth time? I don't know if it's possible to change said person's mind, but I'd really like to. (Don't worry it's not any of you.)
My mom's company may have ended her contract early, by no fault of her own, but the good news is that she has been offered jobs in Santa Ana and San Jose. So, if she takes one of them, then I get to drive out there with her. I have already told her that I will be sitting aside the money to fly back if I get to go. I really hope that she takes one of them. I hate the idea of New Mexico and Arizona in the fall/winter, but the drive is always great. (Of course, nothing can compare to the joy that I feel when I think about the other trips to
California and the one that might be coming in the summer.)
I think that my transmission is going out on my car. I hate it. She's been so good to me, but I can't stand the thought of putting that much money into a 1986 station wagon. Hopefully, she'll survive for a while longer.
Another note about school: today in my speech class the professor asked for the definitions of attitudes, beliefs, and values. I gave the definition for attitudes, and everything was fine. I ended up giving the definition for beliefs too because no one else could get it right. As soon as it left my mouth everyone just stared at me. Apparently, my definition scared them in some way. It was right, but I guess that a person can sound pretty smart when their fellow students can't even define the word beliefs.
Maybe I'll write again soon, but I make no promises.
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Thursday, October 23rd, 2003
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Thursday, October 9th, 2003
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This is what Michael Moore has to say about his new book:
"They have taken these measures because I have written a book that seeks not to defeat the Bush people next year, but to have them removed from Washington right now. I know, I'm not asking for much. But I have spent the better part of the past year researching and writing this new book, and when you read it you'll see why the current criminal investigation of the White House for outing a CIA agent in revenge is, in my opinion, just the tip of the iceberg. I can only hope that my book will make a small contribution toward that day when we'll see one long perp walk of administration officials in handcuffs being led out of the White House and into a waiting paddy wagon. Like I said, I'm not asking for much."
"'Dude, Where's My Country?' is also my humble attempt to violate the Patriot Act on every single page of the book. And, I have learned that many want to get on John Ashcroft's evildoer list with me. There are already a record number of orders from bookstores across the country. The first printing alone is almost one million copies (my last book's first printing was 50,000). Chapters include "Oil's Well That Ends Well," "The United States of BOO!", "How to Talk to Your Conservative Brother-in-law," and more."
-Michael Moore
You can read the rest at http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/index.php
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In case anyone doesn't know, Michael Moore has a new book out. It's called "Dude, Where's My Country?". (I know that books don't get quotes, but give me some slack please.) I guess that it's about terror in the U.S. (the kind that they want us to feel that even makes some people put duct tape on their windows). I watched The View yesterday because he was on it, and they just told him how wrong he is. They suck.
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Wednesday, October 8th, 2003
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So I'm doing research for my informative speech. I decided to do it on the My Lai massacre that happened during the Vietnam War. I was pissed at the short notice that I was given. (I have approximately one day to prepare.) Now, I have once again become the biggest dork in the world. I went to the library to get one book for the research. I already have one of my own, so i figured that one would be sufficient. I walked out of the library with six books, and I plan to keep all of them until they are due back. Maybe I'll even check them out again.
All of this research has paid off, though. I have a few interesting things to share:
"Grab `em by the balls, and their hearts and minds will follow." -American officers summing up pacification
"I call them snobs for most of them disdain to mingle with the masses who work for a living. They mock the common man's pride in his work, his family, and his country. It has also been said that I called them intellectuals. I did not. I said that they characterized themselves as intellectuals. No true intellectual, no truly knowledgeable person, would so despise democratic institutions."
-Agnew on the protesters of the Vietnam War
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Tuesday, September 30th, 2003
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I was looking into the whole blackspot shoe thing, and I liked the idea until the founder of adbusters, Kalle Hasn, said this, "It will be a very high-class shoe that will sell for around $50 to $60." I would like to emphasize my dislike for the term "high-class". It may have been taken out of context or he might have said it sarcastically, but still. You can read the rest of the article at http://cfcnplus.workopolis.com
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The Pope
Circle I Limbo Gray Davis
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow Bill Gates
Circle IV Rolling Weights General asshats, Rednecks, DMV Employees
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled River Styx George Bush
Circle VI Buried for Eternity River Phlegyas Republicans
Circle VII Burning Sands Qusay Hussein, Uday Hussein
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement Saddam Hussein, Osama bin Laden
Circle IX Frozen in Ice Design your own hell |
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Wednesday, September 24th, 2003
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It's cold in Indiana right now, so I have a sweater on. It just so happens that this sweater was sent to Indiana from some sad town in California with horrid postal workers because my mom and I have too much stuff. It still smells like the things that are California. I think that that can only mean one thing: I don't wash my sweaters often enough.
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Saturday, September 20th, 2003
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So, tonight one of those things happened at the gas station. Some random guy was in the passenger seat of his friend's car. He had the window down and happened to be within inches of my driver side door. I knew when I saw him that he would have something to say. I was almost in the safety of my car when he, while staring at my ass, asked if he could call me sometime. My first impulse was to flat out tell him no, but I felt the need to lie and say that I have a boyfriend. Why do I care about some stranger's feelings? Oh well. I just have to wonder what it is about me that attracts black guys, hispanic guys, and forty year old men. There has to be something, and when I figure it out I'd like to fix it. I will give something to whoever can tell me what it is. I don't know what I'll give you, but it will be good...I promise.
Tonight I worked with this guy who I hadn't worked with before. It was nice because he understands my love of Tony Hawk and also wants to get the newest one. He was also pretty funny. I asked him to describe this one woman to me, so that I would be able to recognize her in the future. He said that she looks like the mean woman puppet from Mr.Rogers. I've never known anyone who has used that show as a reference, so I thought that it was cute. All of the people at work are really nice. I think that I'll just have to get a second job instead of quitting to get a full time job. I like them all too much to leave them.
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Wednesday, September 17th, 2003
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Monday, September 15th, 2003
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