Jan. 23rd, 2009

  • 12:32 AM
artsy brah
I love this president.

It's like we went from a 14-year-old tercel to a brand new benz.

In other news, my mind has apparently shut off. I raised my hand in my 2:00 class about half a dozen times today, with a distinct thought, and I forgot it immediately. And when I do manage to get some idea out of my head, I can't grasp the words in order to express myself the way I have in the past. It's like my vocabulary was cut in half, and I sound like a retarded kid, but with relevant questions to ask a professor -- just not very eloquently.

It makes me feel like a stroke patient. I've watched my grandfather deteriorate over the years due to small strokes, and seeing this once really regal, vivacious, eloquent man fight to get out a sentence kills me. He knows exactly what he wants to express, but there's a disconnect, and he just can't put it together.

It's getting worse, particularly over the last few months. I get confused and distracted, and I'm still procrastinating and avoiding shit and have zero motivation for most things.

It's been especially odd since school started. I pick up the DTH every day I get on campus, four days a week, and the simplest Sudoku or crossword just kills me. I had to write the numbers in for a level 1 Sudoku the other day, and I just know something's not right. I'm a Sudoku master, I can pop those things out like Pringles. I finish them probably 95% of the time, and I still haven't finished a single one. The crosswords are worse. I know that I know the answer to a clue, or I might have a really strong "sense" of what it is (in that I know it, but I can't find the word), but nothing comes. They end up mostly blank, which is irritating. The Sudoku was always this little challenge I had every day that I'd easily be able to finish, and the crossword gave me the opportunity to flex my vocab and relax a little... and now everything's different.

On top of all this, I'm having problems even typing now. I hit the wrong keys all the time, which is totally out of character for me. I've been typing very quickly and very accurately since I was like, 10.

Overall, I am confused and concerned.

To end on a positive, Mark and I are going to look at a house tomorrow. Which we may *buy*. It feels so empowering, and I'm really, really, way too excited about it. And in that, I got Mark all excited... so hopefully we can keep ourselves in check when we're with the realtor.

Oct. 26th, 2008

  • 12:06 AM
LOL NOSEZORZ
braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap.

oh, and people are really really really really strange things.

and my boyfriend is a machine.
Work: 7 PM Friday - 7 AM Saturday
Class: 9 AM Saturday - 4 PM Saturday
Work: 7 PM Saturday - 7 AM Sunday
Class: 9 AM Sunday - 4 PM Sunday
Work: 7 PM Sunday - 7 AM Monday

in summary, that means he's doing shit (important shit) for 50 out of 60 hours this weekend and into monday. this is not counting travel time. he got 2 1/2 hours of sleep this afternoon. he considered this a victory.

basically he's insane and i don't know how he's still alive.

Oct. 6th, 2008

  • 2:36 PM
omfg where am i
My oral surgeon just stuck "clove" in my mouth. Her words.
I now have the unique talent of being able to perfectly replicate the smell of a forest fire with my breath.
My mouth doesn't hurt as much, though, really.

I have lost 10 lbs in 10 days. I think that had something to do with me either not wanting or not being able to eat.

Mmmmm.

Sep. 26th, 2008

  • 9:41 PM
LOL NOSEZORZ
It is my general understanding that a debate is sort of like, I guess, a situation in which two sides kind of like... I guess, present their platforms and explain why their respective platforms are better. And, I think, most of these sort of platforms are made up of, I dunno, like, ideas.

This is totally not fair to John McCain; someone on his staff obviously left his ideas at home.

"I GOT THESE PLANS, I TOTALLY GOT 'EM, THEY'RE AWESOME, BUT THEY'RE AT HOME"

omfg Barack Obama just said "orgy" my life is complete.

Sep. 10th, 2008

  • 5:01 PM
omfg where am i
So I have surgery on October 1st, and then again on October 3rd! And Mark's birthday is October 2nd!

HOLY SHIT.

Sep. 9th, 2008

  • 12:55 PM
LOL NOSEZORZ
I had a messed up dream last night, where I got charged with a DUI while I was driving sober (which is how I always drive). The police had me take a breathalyzer test and I apparently blew .993%. To put that in perspective, when you reach 0.40%, you will be dead.
So I got really upset and tried to tell them that their equipment had to be faulty, absolutely, and that they should subject me to other sobriety tests if they really thought I'd been drinking. But they arrested me anyway. I kept waking up and freaking out thinking, "omfg am I in jail?"

It was weird.

Aug. 30th, 2008

  • 4:18 AM
apples r lol
I LIED! While something/one fucked with my Facebook account (general Facebook security?), it's MY HEATSINK! I think. Maybe.
I wrote a really long e-mail to Dell about it, because actually explaining technical problems to technical support in technical terms IN REAL TIME is just -- oh my god it's horrible. So I basically wrote what might as well have been a manifesto based on my complete lack of faith in ear-to-ear or IM-to-IM conversation with an actual person with issues as important as my fucked up gfx.

ANYWAY. This is absolutely essential, and if for some absurd reason you don't want to listen to 4 minutes and 42 seconds of pure gold, here are my favorite parts:

http://www.thedailyshow.com/video/index.jhtml?videoId=183521&title=john-mccain-chooses-a-running

0:46 - 1:06 -- Why Sarah Palin?
1:39 - 2:27 -- I want to ruin the punchline so bad but basically this is one of my favorite Daily Show moments EVER.
2:27 - 2:52 -- What is are to be VP?
Samantha Bee has the last part of the segment -- and if you have a vagina and love your vagina, I suggest you watch this.

I shit you not

  • Aug. 20th, 2008 at 5:19 PM
LOL NOSEZORZ
Um, OKAY. Remember the Michael Peterson case, that writer in Raleigh who killed his wife like, seven years ago?

"Larry Pollard says he believes an owl, possibly mistaking Kathleen Peterson as prey, could have attacked the 120-pound, 47-year-old as she walked from her swimming pool to her kitchen on that warm December night in 2001."

Apparently, someone found a feather.

“Now, at first when you hear that, it sounds ridiculous, except when you look at the wounds, when you look at the fact that these birds are in our neighborhood and that they have been there for years and years and years," he said. "That they have this kind of characteristics of their talons that they do this kind of damage."


Source: WRAL