i'm going to offend everyone in my ethnic studies class before the month is over. or at least this seems to be the direction i'm headed in...

i hate watching movies that show the beginning and dissolution of relationships. coincidentally, these movies never seem to turn out to be anything worth watching.

there is nothing like coming home after a long day of not being at home and catching up with articles from my favorite blogs. especially the comments.

job interview today, i think that went well. final tomorrow. i should get started on writing this paper. then moar studying.

good hangs with bp, benny, andy and his friend. he apparently works for green peace now. interesting. at least he will have monies and be on a schedule again. good for him.

after writing my letter of intent to rape, i think it's time for sleep. more studying and paper writing tomorrow.

if someone looked at my safari history right now, they'd see that the last two things i wiki'd were jehovah's witness blood transfusion and felching.

i can imagine someone being shocked about the felching part. either because i didn't know right off the bat what it was or because i was looking it up to begin with?

the battle of helm's deep is probably my favorite battle scene in any movie i've seen to date.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HiDbyC5xp_s&feature=related

(i can't embed it)

you'd think writing about love would come easy. it apparently doesn't. cue me being awake at 3, still churning this out.

birthday wishlist.

now that i am going to be in possession of a wii, i'm gonna make a list of things i want to go with it. this is bad since i should focus more on making money to pay off cc debt instead of thinking of how to spend it. ANYWAY...

wii fit
ea sports grand slam tennis
mario kart wii
capcom vs. tatsunoko
dokapon kingdom

hmmm.. other things would be giftcards to places i shop, a car.. MONIES. and food, if anyone feels like feeding me. :P

insanely frustrated right now. sitting in the writing center, and i got here at 430pm. i was going to wait to put my name on the list and i didn't check to see how many people were on it to begin with so..

1. i can't see my regular writing instructor

and

2. i don't even know if anyone is going to be able to see me tonight.

fuck that guy at the desk. he was such a dick.

and if i can't get seen tonight, i supposed i could always come here at 8am tomorrow and hope for the best. that way, i'd at least have my final draft written but their corrections wouldn't really mean anything, i suppose. UGH.

the lowdown:


jezebel
gizmodo sometimes
consumerist
quarrygirl
kotaku
justjared
punknews
blogger feed
tumblr feed
twitter feed
dailybooth sometimes

dry earwax linked to lower breast cancer rates.

- How can they tell races apart?
Not all earwax is the same. Asian people have dry, flaky, light grey earwax, called “rice bran” wax. Caucasians and people of African or Latin descent have stickier, smellier, golden brown cerumen.


- How are they connected to breasts?
These glands resemble tissue in mammary glands — breasts — and the different cerumen types are linked to breast cancer risk. People with dry cerumen produce fewer breast secretions and have a reduced risk of breast cancer.

linda - explain to me how rory and jess didn't end up together.

can you watch this and not get pissed?

and when i say pissed, i mean it's because of the indirect jabs at katrina. and how there was no looting or crime spree? oh come on. who can loot when everything is flooded?

comparing that to the civil war was also not a good call, in my opinion. the attitude of the commentary makes me feel less bad. although that is a terrible disaster, it's just the tone of the captions that off balances it.

i quickly reactivated my fb to contact one of my classmates since i have apparently LOST one of the books needed for the class. i messaged him and LUCKILY he got it and responded to me asap so we are meeting up in the writing center tomorrow half an hour before class so i can do the readings beforehand.

i have to say, after only being back on it for 20 minutes, i got ANXIOUS AS FUCK.




i deactivated after going around and telling some bitches i loved them.

"She informed me - matter of factly - that she was old enough to know the difference between intriguing and fucked up. 'You should date younger women', she told me. 'They can't always tell the difference'."

shout out to my future husband (yes, singular):

YOU WILL HAVE TO BE OK WITH ME PLAYING ALL-4-ONE AT OUR WEDDING OR WE ARE NOT GETTING MARRIED. KEITH SWEAT AS WELL.