He picked the wrong fucking way to reaffirm it. I do not handle uncomfortable dreams well.
Last Words
Greatest Hits.
"I was just calling to confirm with you that I will not be going away with you this weekend."
[response: "How can you confirm something you never told me to begin with?"]
"You don't understand that I Couldn't care less about you right now, that is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. You have no right. Thanks for nothing."
[response a: "Is that for me?"
Response b: "If you feel the need to tell people things I say, make sure their things I said."]
"Thank you for being a vindictive cunt to the bitter fucking end."
[response: laughter.]
Ugh. Have a lovely night.
28 February 2005
23 February 2005
Composion:
n. Composition and Revision.
I learned something today, and while I realize that you learn something new every day, today was different because I actually went in my head, "Wow, I just learned something and I will apply it in my later life."
PORTMANTEAU WORDS: the words that are made by cramming together two other words
i.e. my nemeses: celebutante, trashionplate, glitterati, etc.
Congratulations, Perry, you officially taught me my first real thing in college and possible academic life. You will be seeing all of those phrases in my paper.
I got a really disturbing IM today, that wasn't disturbing in it's message alone, but in how it made me feel. The long and short of it is that I'm really messed up when it comes to the boys (thank you, Benjamin W.C. Wood).
I also just hit an amazingly low point in that my favorite band in the world had it's first song in a commercial EVER... it is a sad day for Fountains of Wayne. It's ok, though, because it isn't there best song, albeit it is their most popular. And it was Dr. Pepper, which I like. And I wasn't upset when their "hat and feet" was in two weeks notice for a couple of seconds.
Also, why don't you people leave me comments? I KNOW SOMEONE READS THIS AND I HAVE AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX!
I learned something today, and while I realize that you learn something new every day, today was different because I actually went in my head, "Wow, I just learned something and I will apply it in my later life."
PORTMANTEAU WORDS: the words that are made by cramming together two other words
i.e. my nemeses: celebutante, trashionplate, glitterati, etc.
Congratulations, Perry, you officially taught me my first real thing in college and possible academic life. You will be seeing all of those phrases in my paper.
I got a really disturbing IM today, that wasn't disturbing in it's message alone, but in how it made me feel. The long and short of it is that I'm really messed up when it comes to the boys (thank you, Benjamin W.C. Wood).
I also just hit an amazingly low point in that my favorite band in the world had it's first song in a commercial EVER... it is a sad day for Fountains of Wayne. It's ok, though, because it isn't there best song, albeit it is their most popular. And it was Dr. Pepper, which I like. And I wasn't upset when their "hat and feet" was in two weeks notice for a couple of seconds.
Also, why don't you people leave me comments? I KNOW SOMEONE READS THIS AND I HAVE AN INFERIORITY COMPLEX!
21 February 2005
Motion is a noun.
I spent the weekend in Boston for the Harvard National Model United Nations Conference. A few highlights:
Tara and Aaron Shute came to visit on Saturday night. It was a lot of fun. We went to the Tam, which as it turns out is a great edge-of-dive bar, where we met some INCREDIBLE kids from NH/ Berkley, chick named Amy with an amazing jacket and exceptional hair and a regular who knew everything about the bar, even why there was no door on the stall in the men's bathroom. Aaron Shute went home with SIX girls... Tara and I went back to the hotel and accidentally woke up Amy Greenwood. Shortly after returning, I got sick and we decided it was a good idea to sleep in the bathroom. Tara spent the night in the bathtub. I woke up at about 3:30 under the sink and freezing my ass off. Aaron Shute came back and we all slept. We'll strategically omit the unpleasantness from the next morning, but thank you, Katey for sticking up for me.
My homeboys from Mongolia, Myanmar (a country I did not know existed until this weekend)Malaysia, and Germany. Also, the invasion and conquer of Singapore, newly renamed "Disney World, Malaysia."
Discussing the merits of Phantom the movie with Gokul, the A.D. of my committee. He's wonderful. It was great.
The discovery that I can ROCK an eyepatch and legwarmers as business wear. This is very reassuring mostly because I have very little doubt in my mind I will accidentally put a mascara wand through my eye at some point.
Jennifer Ritter is awesome.
Best Thai food ever. I'm pretty sure I'm eating for two: me and my tapeworm. I consumed so much rice and soysauce, I shouldn't have had room for the Chicken and Asparagus Malaysian style that I snarfed like it was my job. Or the large quantity of cheesecake or the entire pizza from CPK or the poptarts, goldfish, burgers, etc. I love food.
Surviving taking the train by myself for the first time and having Matt pick me up and the subsequent hang time. We went to Waldenbooks and Panera and discussed morality, Fantastic Max, and the merits of putting my thumbs through a girl's eyes.
All in all, a good show.
Tara and Aaron Shute came to visit on Saturday night. It was a lot of fun. We went to the Tam, which as it turns out is a great edge-of-dive bar, where we met some INCREDIBLE kids from NH/ Berkley, chick named Amy with an amazing jacket and exceptional hair and a regular who knew everything about the bar, even why there was no door on the stall in the men's bathroom. Aaron Shute went home with SIX girls... Tara and I went back to the hotel and accidentally woke up Amy Greenwood. Shortly after returning, I got sick and we decided it was a good idea to sleep in the bathroom. Tara spent the night in the bathtub. I woke up at about 3:30 under the sink and freezing my ass off. Aaron Shute came back and we all slept. We'll strategically omit the unpleasantness from the next morning, but thank you, Katey for sticking up for me.
My homeboys from Mongolia, Myanmar (a country I did not know existed until this weekend)Malaysia, and Germany. Also, the invasion and conquer of Singapore, newly renamed "Disney World, Malaysia."
Discussing the merits of Phantom the movie with Gokul, the A.D. of my committee. He's wonderful. It was great.
The discovery that I can ROCK an eyepatch and legwarmers as business wear. This is very reassuring mostly because I have very little doubt in my mind I will accidentally put a mascara wand through my eye at some point.
Jennifer Ritter is awesome.
Best Thai food ever. I'm pretty sure I'm eating for two: me and my tapeworm. I consumed so much rice and soysauce, I shouldn't have had room for the Chicken and Asparagus Malaysian style that I snarfed like it was my job. Or the large quantity of cheesecake or the entire pizza from CPK or the poptarts, goldfish, burgers, etc. I love food.
Surviving taking the train by myself for the first time and having Matt pick me up and the subsequent hang time. We went to Waldenbooks and Panera and discussed morality, Fantastic Max, and the merits of putting my thumbs through a girl's eyes.
All in all, a good show.
16 February 2005
Another day, another ER.
I had strep throat, which I'm pretty sure I got from Scott. I went to the doctor, who gave me GINORMOUS pills of Amoxicillan. After a few days, my throat was only getting worse and I couldn't swallow, so I went back to the doctor, who then told me I should have gone to the ER instead of just keeping a spit cup next to me. They changed me over to even larger pills of augmenten. The Augmenten worked and my strep started to go away. I was only drooling on myself minimally.
Friday night, I went out to the Uptown Tavern with Tara to see one of her friend's band play. It was great. He came to hang out afterwards and I slept on the pull out couch in the living room.
Woke up Saturday morning and my face felt puffy. I went into the bathroom and my face, chest and upper arms were covered in hives. I had a minor melt down and almost freaked out. Tara woke up Dan and we all went to the ER. Drugs were administered and the swelling went down and the itching stopped.
Sunday morning, I woke up looking like that crazy plastic surgery pornstar (the one with the EEE cup size, huge lips and Betty Page hair, most recently seen on Insomniac with Dave Attel). My lips were swollen so much that my lip ring was cutting into them and when I took out my nosering, the hole shut really tight. I unpuffed a little and went to work. The hives had turned into a rash and covered my entire body, including the soles of my feet and palms of my hands.
After work, I went to the ER at Lahey Clinic and the man gave me more benadryl, which wasn't working to begin with. I hated him.
Monday, I started my internship, went to work and started to itch. A lot. I ended up driving to my mother's house in the wee hours of the morning and we went back to the ER and they gave me medicine for the itching finally.
So, I was kind of crabby for most of the last couple of weeks. And I can finally sit for longer than 30 seconds without wanting to tear off my skin.
I am a beast. Go see Hitch, it was funny.
Friday night, I went out to the Uptown Tavern with Tara to see one of her friend's band play. It was great. He came to hang out afterwards and I slept on the pull out couch in the living room.
Woke up Saturday morning and my face felt puffy. I went into the bathroom and my face, chest and upper arms were covered in hives. I had a minor melt down and almost freaked out. Tara woke up Dan and we all went to the ER. Drugs were administered and the swelling went down and the itching stopped.
Sunday morning, I woke up looking like that crazy plastic surgery pornstar (the one with the EEE cup size, huge lips and Betty Page hair, most recently seen on Insomniac with Dave Attel). My lips were swollen so much that my lip ring was cutting into them and when I took out my nosering, the hole shut really tight. I unpuffed a little and went to work. The hives had turned into a rash and covered my entire body, including the soles of my feet and palms of my hands.
After work, I went to the ER at Lahey Clinic and the man gave me more benadryl, which wasn't working to begin with. I hated him.
Monday, I started my internship, went to work and started to itch. A lot. I ended up driving to my mother's house in the wee hours of the morning and we went back to the ER and they gave me medicine for the itching finally.
So, I was kind of crabby for most of the last couple of weeks. And I can finally sit for longer than 30 seconds without wanting to tear off my skin.
I am a beast. Go see Hitch, it was funny.
07 February 2005
A note on medication:
I have strep throat for the first time in my life. I went to the doctor and she gave me amoxicillan to get rid of it. I picked up the pills at CVS and looked at them. THEY ARE GINORMOUS. Why would they give someone who can barely swallow with nothing in her mouth a pill that looks like it should be a suppository. On top of that, I started my other new medication which is larger pills. What the crap.
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