Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Autonomy revoked

Ok tell me what you guys think.

After watching one to many reality shows on oxygen (or was it lifetime?) I have decided to seek the employ of a life-coach.

I know. You're excited.

As far as I can tell, a life coach is a person (preferably a witchy lesbian earth mother with spikey hair, or an Afrocentric matron with dread-locks) that makes sure that you live your life within the bounds of your belief system. Think if I had some one to follow me around and constantly remind me to do the right thing.

The only flaw with this system is that I am stubborn. And I like being naughty.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Here I am kissing Batman (Craiger). The Moulin Rouge soundtrack was playing in the background. It. Was. So. Gay. Posted by Picasa

Well, thanks to Ms Bees Knees ('shut your leering, sassy, whore-mouth') I was mentioned in the blog I am not sure how to feel about this, so to celebrate my belated and taciturn arrival into the 'gay blog scene' (that which it is), I have posted my all time gayest moment. Read above.
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Monday, November 28, 2005

I don't care what anyone says. I think that Uma should play Dominique and/or Dagny.  Posted by Picasa

Monday, November 21, 2005

One time when I was a kid, my mother told me that if a dog ever attacked me, I could puncture its lungs with car keys shoved in between my fists.

“It would be pretty hard to bite you if it had a pneumothorax.”

This is where I came from.

Walking on campus this week, while fingering my cell phone antenna in my hoodie, I just happened to realize that it would make a very good weapon. It might even kill an unsuspecting mugger.

As if this thought wasn’t enough to make me fear for my waning sanity, I had a disturbing realization today. A human could be mortally injured with just about any household item. I could bludgeon a burglar with my 25 lb jug of laundry detergent. I could spray keyboard cleaning aerosol in an attacker’s face. I could immobilize a Mexican ninja with…well, you get the picture.

Have I been watching too much Alias you ask? No. I can stop anytime.

But I have been reading Ms. Bees Knees. (Chanting: I am a sassy bee. I am a sassy bee)And that is a fatal flaw.

Friday, November 18, 2005

Tiffany! Cartier!

My lab presentation went really well today. A presentation at work. I am *so* grown up.

After my voice lesson this afternoon, I am going to have a pot-luck Thanksgiving dinner with my roomies and assorted other people I like. I have been pretty busy with work this semester, so it is good to have some time to spend relaxing with my friends before everyone leaves for break.

Then later, Craiger and I are going to see ‘Arry Paw’uh. I am so freakin’ excited.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

And I don't care

Had a busy weekend with the Opera production and such. It went really well, and I am glad that it is done.

Afterwards on Saturday night, Craig and I went to a cast party/free Tibet party. Lots of opera kids and peacies with Mohawks. A very bizarre scene, there must have been 150 people there, and despite being drop-dead tired, I managed to mingle and make some new friends.

Unfortunately I don’t have much exciting to say, just that a physics test and a lab meeting are the only things looming over my head for the rest of the week.

Well, it’s finally settled, I am going to Puerto Rico for two weeks before the end of Christmas break. I guess the pay isn’t that great, but seriously, I couldn’t ask for more than being in a tropical climate during the coldest part of the Missouri winter. I plan on getting a tan, catching some bugs, and loving corn. But how weird, I’m so sorry.

I am looking forward to seeing Draco :cough, cough: I mean Harry Potter on Friday. Which makes me a big frickin’ gay nerd.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Marla was a tourist. Posted by Picasa

So there!

Have you ever had a dream in which you have sex with a friend? Or even an acquaintance? Perhaps someone you find 0% attractive?

When you see them the next day, after you have imagined them in the most compromising of situations, saying the most intimate things, what do you do? Make unwavering eye-contact?

For me, what usually ensues, the morning after some completely malapropos rĂªve, is a genuinely awkward moment. And those come along so infrequently, I can’t help but wallow in them.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

Autumn Vignette

Very lazy weekend.

Bagged frozen scrambled egg disks at the food bank on Saturday. It actually was pretty fun. Bizzare as all get out, but fun. Didn’t do much homework, had opera rehearsal tonight. This is production week, and it is going to kick my ass. Not much I can do about that.

Grabbed coffee with Rachel this afternoon, and as often is the case, our conversation eventually degraded into speculating about vowel modification. After discussing a vowel we try it, making the sound, and watching each others lips. People around us must think we are crazy.

Also spent about 2 sublime hours lying with Craig on a blanket in the sun.

Craig: Come play with me! (throws handfuls of leaves into the air, while kicking back legs out like a ballerina)

Me: No. You are acting like a little kid. (mock scolding)

Craig: Why won’t you play with me? Come play. (He throws another handful of leaves, his shirt rides up exposing his stomach. Back leg kick.)

Friday, November 04, 2005

Fire and music

Last night was so much fun. I took a much needed study break and went with Craig to Teller’s where we met up with DJ, Ryan, Chris, Travis, Michelle, and Joel. TJ also came later, and was bossy-tipsy, so much fun was had by all. I learned a new word too. Spaped: Spoon-raped. Theriously, wtf? I was even in bed before 1:30AM, so I could get up and make a sight singing quiz today and a physics quiz.

I have MMTA this afternoon, but since I got all my jitters out last weekend at NATS, I am just looking forward to performing with my good friend Rachel A.

Was it just Tuesday that I was walking to class in the rain, listening to Poulenc and Brahms? Today is such a beautiful day…after my lab meeting and competition this afternoon I plan on spending some time with Craig rolling through the piles of red, orange and yellow leaves. How picturesque. Is there, is there Balm in Gilead? (Tell me, tell me, I implore.)

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

I would fain die a dry death

Tired. Have to pay $26 to overnight music because I am lazy, and didn’t plan ahead for MMTA. However, my financial situation is looking up; I have more than $2600 dollars in my checking account because the refund fairies graced me with their presence this month. So Yay for that.

My mapping project is falling apart, I have to go back and find data from previous rotation students. Which means, that once again, I found out that my quantitative PCR mapping project from Hell is not over. Again.

To boost my morale, I have begun accepting applications for a personal cheerleader. And I do know some *gaiyes*, so I better start tryouts soon.

PS—last night was fucking fabulous. I woke up this morning at 10:30 reeking of gin and had to book-it to my voice lesson. Gawd, I can’t wait to see those pictures.