okay, so my hump days are very, very looonnnggg days. i'm at school from 8 to 8 but it means i have to wake up at 6 so i end up getting pretty cranky around 3 because i haven't had my afternoon nap. yesterday was a hundred times worse than it had to be though... apparently some big storm on tuesday night knocked out a transformer or something so the business building on campus had NO airconditioning. it must have been at least a million degrees in my first class. everyone was fanning themselves and counting down the seconds until we could get back outside to where it was only 80 degrees.
what made this whole thing worse is that i get to my first class and am already uncomfortable when a rather big guy comes in and plops down in front of me... he's all sweaty on his neck and i can see his shirt startin to get all sweated through and he's kinda breathin funny in a stuffed up nose, wheezy way. and he's like 10 inches in front of me. ugh. as rude as it would have been to move, i realized i should have just said fuck being polite because half way through class the smell hit me. nasty sweaty BO. it didn't help that he kept raising his hand because he is one of those people who has a lot of comments about everything.
so this was kind of my theme all day yesterday. everywhere i went there was some really ungodly BO smell. after trying to hold my breath half the day i was feelin kinda woozy so i escaped to another building just to sit in the air conditioning for awhile. i decided to check out where my financial aid was because it was supposed to have already been applied to my tuition and put into my bank account. i waited in line for an hour before getting to the window where the brilliant financial aid worker told me it was "in the final stages of processing" and "i don't know when it will be disbursed". i pointed out the very obvious fact that they splash everywhere... if you have your paperwork file completed by Aug 1st you are guaranteed your loan in time to pay for tuition. well, i turned in all my paperwork and that time has come and gone. the guy just looked at me blankly, then told me i would need to pay tuition out of pocket by the 14th or they will drop all my classes. oh, AND if i don't pay before the 1st of sept they will charge me a $50 late fee. so i asked him once and for all... where is the money? with the lender? is paperwork missing? what do i need to do??? "just wait for it"
fuckin brilliant.
i think the highlight of my day was noticing the logo on the bathroom stalls... hiney hiders. it's a big H which is drawn as a bathroom door with a head poking over and "iney" and "iders" off to the right... it made me smile. :o)
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posted by megs at 08:59
8.29.2006
blathering blatherskite
i know that when i was last working (it seems like forever ago) and was taking classes full time i felt very... constricted, i guess, in terms of my schedule. the truth is that i had a very rigid schedule of going to work, school, sleeping, and then doing it all over again. it was hard... it was hectic... but thankfully it was over pretty fast.
now i'm trying it all again and i'm having a really hard time after my rather relaxed, school-focused summer readjusting to a busy schedule. i feel very unstable right now and am realizing day to day that i don't really have control over things and i'm about a second from it all spiraling out of control and getting very overwhelmed all at once. i've done the things i know how to do... making lists, buying an organizer and planning the next four months of my life very minutely, dedicating myself to what i know needs to be done this fall... but there are so many variables it's making me itch.
one of the big problems is that i had the absolutely BRILLIANT idea of ordering all my schoolbooks online and therefore saving hundreds of dollars. seemed brilliant until i realized that the shipping times are ricidulous and that i won't actually have said textbooks until three or four weeks into the semester. this makes me a little panicky... it's done, and i have no control over it... and i think that's what makes it so infuriating....
on top of this, the business department at my school has had the brilliant realization that teamwork is a big deal in the business world and we all need to know how to effectively and efficiently work in teams... i agree with this completely. i just wish that every single class i'm in didn't have to have group projects. i'm the control freak, self-reliant person who does not want 60% of every grade to count on 5 other people whose names i may or may not actually ever learn by the end of the semester. i suck, i know it, i need to calm down, but i don't want to. i want it to change... this may make me a little crazy but i don't care at this point.
argh... and while i'm typing this there is this show on the science channel with some guy in a tweed jacket, red turtleneck, late 70's haircut and very 80's graphics all over the place... it's called cosmos but i can't figure out who the hell the host is and his voice is soooo familiar... argh...
ah ha! his name is carl sagan and he wrote Contact the book and produced the movie of the same title with jodie foster and bongo-banging matthew... thank god for imdb...
i have homework to do... but no books to do it with... crap.
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posted by megs at 21:53
8.25.2006
i'm not really sure...
it's either a very well endowed frog, or a strangely designed plant accessory...
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posted by megs at 11:33
8.24.2006
how's that saying go again???
when it rains it fucking pours...?
or maybe the one that crazy shit always happens in threes (or is just bad things?)
i don't know... but today was a crappy day all around for my family and cars...
first of all, my older sister locks her keys in her car. while it is an airheaded thing to do, it is completey forgivable b/c i've done it a number of times and at least her car wasn't running (*cough, cough* huey *cough*). what did suck was that it was all the way up on wade green rd where she chose to do this, and her spare key resides out in powder springs... if you are familiar with these areas, you know they aren't exactly close to one another. after about a 50 mile round trip i dropped her off and promptly got back on the highway... unfortunately i headed north instead of south and was practically half way to chattanooga before i realized it. not a good start to my day...
so i'm about 5 minutes from my mom's house (headed back to work after my 2 hour long fiasco) when she called me again and redirected me to my brother who had just blown out his tire on the way to work. sucks for him. so i went there and picked him up and we went on a "cheapest tire in the world" hunt around marietta because his car is on it's last leg and there is no sense in spending a bunch of money on a tire that will outlast the rest of the crap car. another hindrance was that he literally only had $40 to his name so we were kind of on a budget... after a lot of hunting, calling and driving around we found a deal for $49 and some change... i loaned him the difference and we were off...
unfortunately, while we were in the process of all this driving around i decided to stop off at georgia backyard who is having a big tent sale on patio furniture (who can pass up a tent sale??). well, when i was turning back onto the main road, i was behind an old buick and we had a green arrow, but when we got about halfway through the intersection an ambulance suddenly turned on it's siren and pulled out in front of us... lady slams on brakes... i slam on brakes... we have a minor fender bender... shit shit shit.
of course the ambulance drives through the intersection and off they go... the woman just gets out of her car and stares stupidly at me while we are still in the middle of the intersection and i finally have to roll down my window and tell her to pull into the painted median before she gets us both killed. we got out and looked at the cars... no damage, no dents, but we decide to exchange information... then the damn moto cops that troll the area decide to stop on their way by and ask if we want to file a report... the lady waffles back and forth, gets on her cell phone (damn cell phones) and apparently her husband tells her to file one... so i walk away with a damn ticket for following too closely... argh...
i've never hit someone in my life but today that was just the icing on my cake... if i could manage it, i wouldn't drive the rest of the day... but alas, i have class tonite from 8-11, so i can't really it. i've got another 40 miles to drive before i can go to bed...
stupid day with it's stupid problems
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posted by megs at 18:35
8.21.2006
arrrrrgggghhhh... and i'm not a pirate...
i hate, hate, HATE trying to schedule my classes. i spent all weekend logging on and off of ksu's website trying to check my classes to see if they are open and simultaneously kicking myself for not signing up during priority registration in july... what the hell was i thinking!! all the classes are closed and all i get is page after page of closed... closed... closed... another annoying thing is that most of the classes i want only have 2 sections to start with, so the chances of someone deciding to not take one is pretty remote. in the meantime i have a shedule that has me getting up for a 9am, then having a break til 2, then staying in class til 8... and that's my crappy monday wednesday but to make it even worse i have a thursday class from 8 to 11 (PM) and then another on saturday from 11 to 2... argh argh argh...
i hate school right now... and it hasn't even really started yet... argh...
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posted by megs at 23:38
8.19.2006
back to school butterflies...
back to school used to be such a fun day... you'd do your back to school shopping, whining for hours to your parents because you wanted them to buy you the cool trapper keeper with my little pony and get all the matching glittery pencils and pencil case. even as it became more practical when i got older there was always the chance to buy new clothes and get supplies for the year which was fun and exciting. when the time finally came, you'd strap your backpack to your back and walk out to the curb to catch the bus, your parents going into work late that day to watch you from the porch or driveway and wave and take pictures...
monday is my first day back to school. i'm not looking forward to it so much as resigned to it. i purposely chose to get through school like this, one semester after another, with no stopping or summer off... and i like it almost as much as it is driving me crazy. one big plus about it is that everything is fresh in my mind because i've taken so many classes in a short time... this semester i decided to step it up a notch and sign up for 6 classes, but i've only been able to get 5 so far. i'm still waiting for drop add to mix it up a bit more... i'll be working with grandma 3 days a week and going to school on two... not too bad a deal. it'll be busy though so i'm a little worried about being able to handle it all, especially come midterm or finals time.
i also decided today to accept the fact that i am truly NOT ambidextrous. i tried to paint my fingernails and did a great job on my left hand, so i was feeling pretty good when i switched over to tackle my right. i found when i started on my thumb that i was less moving the brush with my left hand than holding my left hand still and moving my right fingers under the brush back and forth. the strain and concentration of it had me spazzing out and i somehow managed to get nail polish on my knuckle. the only thing worse was when i tried to paint my toes. i'm convinced that the further the appendages are from the brain the more they have a mind of their own. every time i started to paint, my toes kept bending and stretching around while i was staring them down and daring them to move again. after about 45 min and a lot of work from my polish remover pen (for cleaning up the all the mess around the nails) i smiled at my handiwork and started putting all my nail kit stuff away. as i was putting it back under the sink i promptly hit my hand and messed up half the nails i'd done and smudged a few others. i thought about taking it all off again but decided it would just have to do for now. i am now a walking advertisement for why people should go to a nail salon instead of trying to get that salon fab look at home...
awesome
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posted by megs at 12:44
8.16.2006
i'm fighting the good fight...
i love my dog... i really do. she's the cutest dog in the whole world and is why i turned from being a cat person to most decidedly being a dylan person. we have our owners coming by for our second walkthrough this weekend so i've been trying to clean the house. everytime i dust something off or sweep the floor, along comes dylan to shed all over everything... it's amazing the amount of dog hair i have found and swept or vacuumed off of all the surfaces in my house the last few days. between that and the dust bunnies, i'm sure i'm losing my mind.
huey has finally started working from home doing his savannah job from atlanta until he can move down there. unfortunately, his move date got pushed back again so he's starting to feel very worried because he doesn't feel like part of the team yet. he'll probably go down to savannah before his apartment is ready and spend a week crashing on someone's floor just so he's down there. he's coming back for a wedding at the end of september so we'll probably move most of his stuff down then. unfortunately for me, his being around the house all day can be a bit of a pain... he's trying to do work and i'm trying to clean, so we are bumping heads every once in awhile. course, i'm normally the person who likes to turn all the tv's in the house onto the same music station and blast them while i clean... that obviously won't work now. besides the small changes, it's nice having him around all day... it's gonna suck when he's gone, specially since i'll have had him all to myself for 3 weeks...
my older brother came and hung out with us on saturday night... he'd been calling my phone to ask what he should bring, and when i answered he was singing along with my caller tune... bah bahhh. bah bahhh. this is the sound of celery. i cracked up and told him it was settling, but of course now it is stuck in my head the wrong way and i keep singing it under my breath... cereal, it's hilarious...
we also decided last night to make our own crab legs. i love crab legs because eating them is an adventure... we technically didn't make the crab legs ourselves... we had frozen, precooked ones that we dunked in boiling water for 4 minutes... but damn, they were good. it was actually some of the best crab legs we'd had, and we decided it was because we weren't spending $75 for the both of us to eat them... it allowed us to enjoy it a bit more i guess.
i've wasted enough time... the neverending battle with dog hair awaits and i have a lot of cleaning still to do in the next few days...
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posted by megs at 13:16
8.11.2006
another day well spent in doing...
i finalized the layout for the living room today... on paper at least. well, that's just a saying, i actually did at this website that allows you to lay it out for free. after many hours messing with a tape measure i finally got it all arranged right on the screen... i will be enacting this plan in 2 weeks when sabrina moves the rest of her stuff in and we take down the hugemongous projecter tv setup that we have... it will be a sad day... but a happy day!
i also went and sat with my grandmother for 2 hours. she cracks me up. we had a lot of fun watching hgtv and talking about how ridiculously easy they make everything seem when it's obvious they have a team of experts just off camera waiting to come in and fix all the mistakes and help out...
lastly, tomorrow being huey's last day with careerbuilder (yay for him!) he wanted to do something a little special as his own little way of giving the finger to his corporate life without actually offending anyone... so we got out the clippers and had some fun. i stopped short of putting them to my own head, but since my own lil brother (who is usually quite oblivious to such things) actually noticed today that i'd colored my hair i figure i should let it be for at least a few weeks.
in my very own impression of hgtv... a before shot... he's a bit fro-fabulous
the new, improved, but still adorable (in his own badass way) huey...
one pic managed to get part of our heads, but we managed to fit both big noggins in the second time...
on tuesday we went to dinner with jay (he was treating us for helping him in his neverending process of locating and moving all the things he's unknowingly accumulated in a year)... we got back to the townhome a few min before him and when he came in he said we had to look outside... it looked the whole world had been drenched in orange koolaid... here's a pic of the sunset sky that was cool even from our rather bad vantage on the back deck...
and that's all i got til later kids... have a good weekend and remember... everything is better with cool whip!!
1. deez -n. slang for "these", usually referring to nuts, as in deez nuts. -a ghetto/hip-hop 'whatever', or 'f--- that'. -generally used to diss an idea or proposal by another in a conversation, e.g. "man, you need to go to work" "work deez" "you want fries with that?" "fries deez" "yo, your moms' ass lookin' kinda nice.." "moms deez"
2. deez -Part of the term "Deez Nuts" firt popularized by the Album the Chronic in which snoop calls up a bitch and hes all "Hey whatchu gon do today" "Nothin gonna get my hair done get my clotes from the cleaners" "Oh did whats his name get at you yesterday" "Who?" "Deeez Nuuuts" -Usually said right before the word "nuts". Can be usually used as a quick, witty remark when somebody starts bragging, or says anything for that matter.
Like when somebody says, "Wanna go grab a bite?" you can respond with, "Why don't you grab a bite of DEEZ NUTS!!!"
OR when someone says "I'm gonna buy this and that..", you can say something along the lines of "Why don't you buy a pair of DEEZ NUTS!!"
here's another funny one...
1. Garbledina! -A word which may be uttered during discussion of a bad movie. -Origin: The alleged favorite movie of Strong Bad as claimed by Strong Mad.
"You know, the best part about 'Santa Claus Conquers the Martians' is the amazing special effects." "GARBLEDINA!"
i looked for chungry (which huey and i use all the time) but it wasn't in there... but they did have this little gem...
1. samiches -What mom calls sandwiches.
We could bring some samiches.
i should add to that one... huey's favorite food... because it is... anyone heard his samiches song before? ask him about it... it's kinda funny...
1. slapjack -Complete waste of space. -One who lacks intelligence. -An urban red-neck.
Good golly Billy-Bob you is one hellava slapjack.
slapjack... as in i'm a total slapjack for spending the last half hour looking at the urban slang website
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posted by megs at 17:38
...It's no good pretending that any relationship has a future if your record collections disagree violently or if your favorite films wouldn't even speak to each other if they met at a party. - Nick Hornby, "High Fidelity"
so i'm kind of still in the process of setting up my laptop. right before the semester ended (but luckily after i had completed all my projects and papers) my test drive version of ms office crapped out on me... not a huge loss. it's always a pleasure deleting a ms product off of my mac. but huey is still coming home and asking me accusingly "why are you logged into my laptop?" he has all the cool programs like fireworks and the adobe suite which i do not have... and with two weeks of nothing better to do, i've been futzing around.
the cool thing about tonite though is that he finally set up the itunes list to share off his laptop and i'm in the process of downloading about 2500 songs over as i type... it's a modest start, nothing compared to the almost 6500 he has on his laptop, but then again i don't have a 120 gig external hard drive hooked up to my laptop for things like podcasts and iTunes music... so i'm doing what i can. i started by typing in -hip hop into the search bar and that took care of most of the music i didn't like. i also got rid of all the electronica genre because it doesn't really pique my interest like it does huey's. then again, i don't go on 26 hour caffeine-fueled coding rampages like he used to do on a regular basis. a few more cuts here and there (sorry christmas music) and i got it down to a workable playlist to transfer over.
anyway, after reading the above quote it's funny to think about our different tastes in music... and movies for that matter (yesterday was the confession of my period piece obsession). i think we definitely vary a great deal (i couldn't imagine huey rocking out to tori amos or even stop giggling when i mention her because i know he has torn anus running through his head)... but we respect each other's tastes. and lucky for him, i'm a cool chick that can appreciate a movie like the matrix or equilibrium or other action, gun-slinging, blow shit up flick... we've stood in line for midnite releases for many a movie, but i'm quite sure none of them have fallen anywhere near the realm of chick-flicks... so i guess it's fair to say that my tastes overlap his, and not really vice versa... but it works for us.
and speaking of my favorite movie, i spent a good hour or two today making a list of pride and prejudice sequel books that i'm going to look for at my local library. this was fun for me for two reasons: the obvious pleasure of reading anything related to what is also my favorite book, pride and prejudice... and the fascination i have with having a library card again. for more years than i care to think about, it's been my normal thought process to just buy the latest book that interests me at the nearest b&n without even thinking about whether i will reread this book or how much money i could be throwing away. it's a running joke that huey and i have that every time we walk into a borders or b&n we are lucky to walk out without throwing down $200... that's a lot on what usually turn out to be one-time reads. now i will be able to rent as many books as i want!! without paying a dime!! it's brilliant in it's simplicity... and i'm wondering why i didn't think of it sooner.
i also got some more pictures that i had printed at 11x14 in the mail from shutterfly today. they look so great and just completely renew my interest in taking pictures with my awesome christmas camera. i framed them up and can't wait to hang them around the apartment. i already hung one of my beach pictures in the bathroom and i lurv it so much... i wish i could take some credit for how good the pictures look but it's all my camera and the good prints. i just throw them behind a piece of glass and wha-la! next trick will be figuring out how to get some of those larger panoramic pix printed up, and to take advantage of flickr's (or qoop's technically) option to print a poster with up to 1000 images or something like that on it... seems pretty cool. technically if you had a LOT of free time and were creative enough you could lay those out in some kind of pattern to create some pretty cool effects... dammit, i DO have a lot of free time... patience may be an issue though...
man i love my laptop... *pet* *pet*
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posted by megs at 01:08
8.08.2006
you know how you expect things to be a certain way, and then they aren't?
i sat down yesterday in the midafternoon to watch two movies... dangerous beauty and the libertine (huey says i'm obsessed with period pieces and he may be right). i enjoyed dangerous beauty well enough though rufus sewell still seems to have creepy eyes and i can't figure out why (like those painting where they eyes follow you) so i started in on the libertine, expecting it to be enjoyable... and yet it wasn't. i'm not sure what it was. i didn't hate it. i was fascinated by it... in particular by johnny depp's cynical character... but it was one of those grotesque facinations, like watching the conjoined twins specials on discovery channel...
i should have known from the prologue performed with depp looking straight into the camera interview-style that this was going to be a bumpy ride... here's his opening speech...
Allow me to be frank at the commencement. You will not like me. The gentlemen will be envious and the ladies will be repelled. You will not like me now and you will like me a good deal less as we go on. Ladies, an announcement: I am up for it, all the time. That is not a boast or an opinion, it is bone hard medical fact. I put it round you know. And you will watch me putting it round and sigh for it. Don't. It is a deal of trouble for you and you are better off watching and drawing your conclusions from a distance than you would be if I got my tarse up your petticoats. Gentlemen. Do not despair, I am up for that as well. And the same warning applies. Still your cheesy erections till I have had my say. But later when you shag - and later you will shag, I shall expect it of you and I will know if you have let me down - I wish you to shag with my homuncular image rattling in your gonads. Feel how it was for me, how it is for me and ponder. 'Was that shudder the same shudder he sensed? Did he know something more profound? Or is there some wall of wretchedness that we all batter with our heads at that shining, livelong moment. That is it. That is my prologue, nothing in rhyme, no protestations of modesty, you were not expecting that I hope. I am John Wilmot, Second Earl of Rochester and I do not want you to like me.
then the movie follows... dreary backdrops, pious mother, sassy whores, foggy weather, neglected wife, innuendo laid speeches, lots of candles, more dreary weather, and a drunk depp (without the pirate costume)... and then comes the final lines of the movie...
Do you like me now? Do you like me now?
seems a silly question to ask... it's the movie we don't like... the character is roguish and cynical and pitiful and sad enough for anyone to enjoy (knowing how much we love to watch other people's miseries unfold)... oh well, you can't win them all...
this does nothing to stifle my love of period pieces though... i still like the costumes and the manners... i think they are lover-ly...
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posted by megs at 10:47
8.07.2006
i'm embarrassed to say it but...
oh my god, i can't believe it... i've written in length before how much i hate reality tv... but here i found myself drawn to the crack channel (more commonly known as hgtv) to watch design star. it's basically another twist on the competitive reality show, except the prize here is a chance to host their own design show (like trading spaces or room by room)... i have no idea why i turned it on, but i was hooked (i swear it's crack)... and worse, at the end of the show (spoiler here) one of the two brothers got kicked off... and they both started crying!! and then one of the judges started crying!! and the other contestants were crying!! i started to tear up for a second until i realized... i hate these damn shows... so i turned it off...
i am clearly lacking any real drama in my life right now...
but i'm okay with that :o)
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posted by megs at 02:13
8.05.2006
the end is the beginning is the end
so i woke up yesterday with two goals in mind... to drive to marietta and take care of my cat (simple but time consuming)... and to color my hair something different (not so simple and much more time consuming)...
to begin with, i used to be something of a hair coloring buff, starting with my first foray in 9th grade where laura, robyn and i got a lot of kool-aid and started dipping our heads in it. while it smelled good and offered a wide array of color choices (cherry, grape, lemon-lime, strawberry, etc) it wasn't very permanent and had the bad side effect of bleeding onto pillows, towels, couches or whatever else you put your head against. after that we went more permanent, making our first trips to sally's beauty supply to get brushes, gloves, and all sorts of crazy chemicals to put in our hair. after awhile i focused in on color's such as redwood and got pretty good at highlighting my own hair on a regular basis. i remember my mother at church talking to her friends as if i wasn't two feet away and deaf... well, yes, the pink is a bit out there... but i told her if she keeps making A's she can do whatever she wants...
well, i got to college and continued to experiment with colors but stuck mostly with "normal" hair colors that nonetheless would combine in layers on my head to create some pretty weird shades. i had a burgundy once that interacted with whatever i put it over to come out a wine-colored purple... i loved it of course. i even got into dying other people's hair. i loved messing with my sister's hair (she had very blonde hair... a perfect canvas) but my parents put their foot down when they caught me trying to put blue streaks in it. one friend in college asked me to leopard print his head. after we bleached it almost white we used two different shades of brown to put the spots and their outlines on his head... it was pretty awesome...
so all this went on for quite some time until one day i was sitting there and i suddenly realized... i have no idea what my natural hair color is. curiousity got the best of me and i went almost two years without dying my hair, letting it grow out and getting all the "unnatural" color cut off. lo and behold, i had brown hair. and not even a good, rich brown... but dirty blonde, muted brown hair. very boring. but after all that effort i was fine with just leaving it be and have done that for quite some time now.
every time i am out at a drugstore and have some extra money to spend though, i pick up hair dye thinking... i'll do this some time. by now i've collected a few different colors and some highlighting kits so yesterday was the day to try them out. i had the option between dying it brown (yawn) or going with highlights... highlights seemed more dramatic so i went with that. it was this kit that has a wand, which they liken in the instructions to a mascara wand... you just dip the wand in the white goop and run it through strands of hair, just like putting on makeup. sounds foolproof enough, right?
well, i was getting along kind of dodgily, realizing that it wasn't as easy as putting on mascara as each minute ticked by. the thing is that your eyelashes are all in a relatively straight line, and there are drastically less of them than hair on your head. as i got the brush tangled in my hair for the third time i began to wish i had barbie like plugs of hair, perfectly laid out in rows that would be easy to sort through... just count two plugs back, goop up with wand, two more back, goop again... except then i'd have a very ben affleck hair plugged look and that wouldn't be too attractive either. so i got it all on and waited the prescribed 15 minutes, washed it out and blow dryed it to find... not much of a change. an hour after i started i was standing there with slightly lighter streaks of hair and a very frustrated look on my face.
yes, the highlights looked natural. in fact, it looked like i just spent a few days at the beach or something. but it really wasn't the effect i was going for, and after looking at it for a few minutes i decided lighter wasn't the way to go at all... so back to brown it was. i reached into my inventory and pulled out something browner and went to work. another set of gloves, more smelly chemicals, but thankfully no goopy white stuff or wands. and hour and fifteen minutes later i stepped out of the shower, blowed dryed my hair, and looked in the mirror...
*sigh* almost three hours and two kits later, i have hair that is maybe three shades darker than what i started with. and still just brown. but the highlights i had put in an hour earlier do keep it from being a flat brown, and the darker color actually looks a ton better than the lighter color. oddly enough, it seems more... sensible. i don't know how else to explain it...
so anyway, it was something to do for an afternoon even though i kinda of ended up where i started... such is life...
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posted by megs at 20:37
8.04.2006
the backs of my legs...
this has to be one of the most ridiculous dunkin donuts commercials i have ever seen... notice the popped collar..
and yet, i feel a strange affinity to it whenever i go cruisin in my car, thanx to my lack of air conditioning... and yes, it has been hot as hell the past month or so (feels like 98 my ass... more like 108 in my car)
i have found that rolling my windows down all the way, sporting a baseball cap and relying on good old mother nature and fluid dynamics to throw around enough air will keep me from suffocating or baking from the inside out... it also helps to recline my seat really far back while i sit up straight so that the wind can actually move all around me... it's an art really, riding in my car...
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posted by megs at 12:13
8.02.2006
fun stuff when you are bored
google megan jansen... the first link is actually mine!!
i finally sat down today and did my other panoramic from the beach... another sunset, but you can actually see the hallowed sand dunes in this one.
once again, if you click on the pictue it brings up the whole big one, the 12x44 version, so you can go over it with a fine tooth comb and see where i stitched the five pictures together. it shouldn't be too hard... but it does kinda kill the magic of it...
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posted by megs at 18:10
8.01.2006
tastes of chicago festival: good times
i just was trying to open a box of trash bags and couldn't find scissors so i was going to use my nail to break the tape and realized my nails are like rings on a tree showing how long i've not had a job where i had to open boxes or cellphones or other things that would break my nails, thereby allowing them to actually grow out to a normal length... so i used my keys instead
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posted by megs at 17:13
Happiness is that state of consciousness which proceeds from the achievement of one's values. -Ayn Rand-
i did it! i got my 4.0 again! now i'll have two more letters to put on my fridge, and can maybe wallpaper a closet later if i so choose... a very small closet of course.
well, now that that's over, i have absolutely nothing to do for the next 18 days until the next semester starts. well, i actually have a ton to do, but nothing too taxing mentally. huey needs to be packed, and the house needs to be readied for sabrina to move in and for the big home inspection (again) on the 21st. also my mom finally found a house she wants and is going to be closing on it Aug 31st, so she'll be moving all September and needs help now packing and sorting and generally wading through the sea of crap that she has managed to accumulate over the last 27 years.
it's actually good that she's moving. as much as i love my childhood home and will be sad to see it sold off, levelled, and the whole woods made into 6 other houses, i think it's time. the roof which was redone back when i first started college was basically slapped together by morons so it is now leaking on a regular basis and, as we found out last week when the entire awning and gutter fell off the side of the house, it is rotted through. the whole house was thrown together in the late 70's as a good idea (it originally had a huge fish tank built into the wall between the living room and first room in the hallway, meant to be an office but converted to a bedroom when my mom had them tear the tank back out) but it wasn't done properly and i'm actually amazed the thing has stood as long as it has. i remember in high school the crack in the ceiling of my room getting bigger and bigger by the month and later finding out that the rest of the house was actually settling in on top of me... we had to build a new load-bearing wall to jack the rest of the house back into place. it kind of jutted out into the middle of the room and looked weird, but was far more practical than having the dining room fall onto my bed.
so my mom has this house in powder springs, built in a subdivision, with an actual name, and a home owners' association (man, they don't know what they've gotten themselves into) and something like five bedrooms, a basement and all that jazz. it's not exactly the nice, quiet retirement kind of place we were thinking she'd go for, considering her bionic hip doens't exactly like stairs too much (she even suggested getting herself a stair lift, like the one the old lady uses in gremlins and we all know what happened to her) but she seems to like it a lot and everyone else who has seen it says it's cool. the great thing about all of us is that we are so easily impressed because we are used to that old house she's been in for so long.
okay, enough about moving. everyone and their grandmother (including mine!) is going to be moving in the next month i think. except me... everyone's moving about, scurrying around me... i feel like the eye of a storm.
on tuesday we went to dinner with jay (he was treating us for helping him in his neverending process of locating and moving all the things he's unknowingly accumulated in a year)... we got back to the townhome a few min before him and when he came in he said we had to look outside... it looked the whole world had been drenched in orange koolaid... here's a pic of the sunset sky that was cool even from our rather bad vantage on the back deck...
