there's nothing better than an alcoholic evening with 40 of your closest friends...
wow. i mean really... wow. the party this year was just amazing. the location was awesome. we had an easy time decorating, it was big, isolated and really perfect for what we needed. the weather was also cooperative... cool but not cold, and definately not raining. and the people... it was so great how many people showed up!
to go with the theme this year i decided that my main decorating idea would be pictures from the previous years. so i went and bought rolls of wrapping paper and found a piece of thick cardboard from my art days, cut it into one inch strips and then gathered all the pictures i had printed (about 300)together. i poured myself a huge drink and sat on the floor with it all in front of me. i decided to use the strips to stabilize the ends of the wrapping paper, then just roll out the paper and put pictures all over it. it seemed like a cheesy idea at first, but as i worked i got into it and the flow of captain made me sentimental. luckily, they went over at the party just as well, if not better. everyone made a pass around the room at least once or twice to check it all out. it was amazing to have the last 7 years laid out like that... it was definately a stroke of genius on my part.
so when we finally headed home at 9 in the morning, i was pretty drunk but feeling good about myself. the party had been a blast, i had won the potato gun in the gift exchange (finally) and i was pretty sure i had over 300 pictures to commemorate this final party. we went to waffle house for a morning pick me up and then headed home to sleep it all off. it wasn't until 6 hours later when i woke up very out of sorts that i realized i had neither my camera OR my potato gun. i looked everywhere and finally figured out that i had left the camera in josh's car, but he was already back in savannah (damn) and that the last time i remember having the potato gun was before the pinata when i was outside seeing some people off and taking pictures of their departure. so somewhere between two in the morning and 9 in the morning it disappeared. my initial thought was that someone had taken it... but who would do that to me? i'd be rather insulted if someone came to my party and then stole my gag gift from me. so i must have just left it at the clubhouse, right?
well, we went back to clean up at 6 and found that the forstners had beat us there. i don't know how long they had been at it, but a lot of it was already cleaned up. huey and i hopped in and finished it off, but i realized that if my potato gun had been there we would have found it by now. so either someone took it or it got thrown away in the cleanup. since i haven't been able to verify either so far, it is kind of frustrating me...
so now i have to turn my attention to real christmas. and after that we have a parade of people coming in and out of town that we have to catch up with at some point or another. and then is new years in hilton head! it's going to be a hectic couple of weeks off of school, i can tell.
but i'd just get bored sitting around on my ass anyways...
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posted by megs at 09:31
12.15.2006
my shooting star wish came true!!
so i got to see my little sister walk in her college graduation today. it made me feel really, really good inside... i'm so proud of her, being the first kid in our family to get there. i also wanted to kick her, because she was the first kid in our family to get there... then i realized that i really just wanted to kick myself, for allowing her to be the first kid in our family to get there.
but i am trying to rectify that. i made my wish on my shooting star, and spent my day neurotically checking the grade website every half hour from my phone. i swear, internet on the phone can really be a curse in this kind of situation. slowly during the day, grades popped up. i had my one official A already... two more showed up later... and then another after lunch... and when i checked again at four i was up to five OFFICIAL A's on the website. one of my up-in-the-air classes had finally come through... it was my last final that i took on wednesday. i guess i did well enough. the only one i still didn't know was my first one from monday, which i needed a 79 on to get an A. with cumulative finals, really strange things can happen. when i took acct 1, i got A's on all my tests throughout the semester but got a C on the cumulative final. they can be really tricky sometimes.
so i finally headed home at about 6:00 from my mom's house and decided to check one last time, in case they had put up my last grade right before they headed home or something... scrolling through the page i wasn't really expecting it to be there, so when i saw that final A i actually screamed and then almost drove off the road. then i laughed and bounced around in my seat singing to myself "i'm such a smarty pants... i'm such a smarty pants..." and then i did the strangest thing... i got all teary-eyed. for some reason i was thinking in my head, why couldn't i have done this while my dad was still alive so he could have seen me be the first kid in our family to graduate? what the hell had i been waiting for all this time?
well, woulda coulda shoulda, as my mom always says. there is no point in dwelling in the past. focus on what is ahead... which would be the christmas party tomorrow night. i still haven't done anything for it, but i do have a plan now. my plan is to go to party city right after i finish this and buy a pinata... then i'm going to run around like a crazy woman and somehow magically get everything else done before 5:00 tomorrow so that i have time to come home, relax and make it to the party on time...
yeah, right.
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posted by megs at 18:55
12.14.2006
awesomeness...
i found the cool thing about being awake at four in the morning with nothing to do!! i just saw a shooting star!! i made a wish...
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posted by megs at 04:48
my sleep schedule is going to be soooo messed up for the next week...
so i got home yesterday from my last final (finished in 40 min... not bad) and was still all jacked up from the two cups of coffee that i chugged before the final started. so i figured i would hunt down all the pictures from the 1st and 2nd christmas party since the target lady called and told me my order for the other 5 parties was ready.
i'm getting ahead of myself. i decided as the decoration for the xmas party this year i would use old pictures frrom previous parties. so i found all the digital pictures we had taken at parties three through seven and uploaded them to our picture server on flickr. that took freakin forever, and on top of it i couldn't find ANY pictures from year five. i have absolutely no idea what happened to them all, and that was the year we had the cool hawaiin theme! anyway, i picked about 175 of the pictures from the other parties and ordered them to be printed for the wonderful low price of .15 cents a picture. they get printed at target and i get to pick them up tomorrow. so, since we had done parties one and two the old fashioned way on a 35mm camera, i decided when i got home from my final to find those prints and sort through them. that added another 100 pictures to the pot, so we'll have a decent amount for decorating... i'm so excited about the christmas party!!
so anyway, after i did that i kind of laid down on my bed and stared at the ceiling. i had just kicked off my shoes and was still dressed up from the presentation we had to give this morning, so i decided to change out of my slacks before they got all wrinkled. i got in my pajamas and cuddled up under the blankets and turned on harry potter. i guess at some point i fell asleep because the next thing i knew i was blinking my eyes in darkness and the harry potter menu music was playing over and over and over again. i had slept for 12 hours and am now wide awake at four in the morning with nothing to do...
well, not nothing to do. i'm of course going to play zelda on my wii... i've been abstaining the last two weeks, not playing anything because i knew it would detract from my studying. so now i've got time again!! but i have to go to work in a coupla hours, and then work late because there is some kind of christmas party til 8:30 tonite that i have to take my grandmother to. so chances are that i'll come home from that tonite and then crash all over again before 10. but it's good to get as much sleep as possible in before the christmas party. i know i'll have a lot of work to do over the next few days for that. but as i said, i'm so excited about it!!
so according to my calculations, i now have four pretty solid A's... one A has already been officialy posted on my KSU grades site... so now i just have to sit and worry about the other two. ooooh... what a nailbiter!!
i'm such a geek.
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posted by megs at 04:11
12.13.2006
sometimes i'm impressed by just how much i care...
honestly, i've already passed all my classes this semester. i could go home right now and know that i got a C or higher in everything and don't need to worry anymore. but the thing is, i want to do well. it's a matter of pride. the real question here is... at what cost?
right now, i'm completely exhausted. i hit the 24 hour mark over an hour and a half ago and have 3.5 hours before my last final begins. i somehow managed to get through my group presentation at 8am this morning with flying colors. in fact, one of the guys from the company we were presenting our adv and promo plan to actually came up to us afterwards and told our group that we did the best out of all the other groups. he said we were focused, passionate, and carried ourselves well throughout the whole presentation. this amuses me a lot because the three of us walked away from the front of the room after our presentation giggling like little girls because we had all come off sounding like cheerleaders (high voices, rather loud, and a bit too cheerful for that time of the morning.) i guess it worked though. honestly, we were all so delirious by the time we got up that we just wanted to get through it.
so i shouldn't be in this position in the first place. i finished preparing for my group presentation at 11:00 last night, organized and printed all my notes for my second final by 11:30, knowing i'd have four hours to look over them today and was all ready for bed before midnite when it suddenly hit me... i forgot to do my damn take home final for my 8am class. realizing it would probably take two hours because it was all essay and cursing my poor organizational skills, i got comfortable on the couch (but not too comfortable... kept my feet on the floor) and got to work. i realized at about 1:30 when i was half way done that i wasn't going to get any sleep last night. if i even attempted it i would probably sleep past my presentation in the morning. so i popped in a move (the break up... frustrating movie, but i'll get to that later) and just plodded on. when i reread what i had written early this morning for some of the "give your own opinion" questions i realized thinking of intelligent answers at 3 in the morning when you are tired and watching a vince vaughn movie was like trying to do it while you were high... everything sounds good at the moment, but in retrospect you can't figure out what your point was.
here's a few gems... first off, i took a very strong "pro-puffery" stance, stopping short of calling most consumers dumb...
I personally believe that the FTC views the use of puffery in the correct context. Puffery should be viewed as a form of poetic license or allowable exaggeration. Consumers do expect exaggeration in advertising and should take personal responsibility in determining their stance on products. A company claiming to be the “best” at anything is simply stating their opinion. I could say I was the best at everything but wouldn’t expect people to just take that at face value. I think people see advertising and may take slogans such as Papa John’s to heart, but if they try it and don’t like it will continue with their favored pizza brand of choice. When it comes down to it, a snappy slogan or tagline can bring attention to a brand but I believe consumers should be responsible for making their own choices. Whether they base those choices on exaggerated claims or on their own beliefs is their prerogative.
and then there was this paragraph, where i made some really strange references and clearly was just making shit up to finish the test...
I tend to lean more towards agreeing with the advertisers and marketers in favor of shock advertising because much does personally not offend me. I think that they usually know when to draw the line because stepping over it can alienate and anger the audience they were trying to get attention from in the first place. I also think there is a time and a place for everything; I wouldn’t be offended by finding one of the Bijan ads in an Elle or a Maxim magazine, but wouldn’t want to find it in my niece’s Highlights magazine. While critics of shock advertising argue that it will somehow spiral out of control, it is exactly these kinds of public debates that the ads are hoping to spark. As my mom said, it is no coincidence that Janet Jackson’s “wardrobe malfunction” happened right before a new album of hers was set to hit stores.
and when i realized that 7 and 8 on the test were the same question (and yes i was already part way reanswering the damn thing again) i got kind of snarky and wrote this...
Repeat of the last question?? Same answer I guess.
oh well, fuck it right? it's done.
so yeah, i watched the break up... how damn depressing was that ending? the fact that they got along so well after ending so badly... blech. i would rather they had stayed together and liked each other or broken up and hated each other. i'm a girl so i should have gotten the girlfriend angle in this movie, but for the life of me i couldn't figure out why she would try so hard to get him back and then just quit. what kind of backwards ass thinking is that? was the point that sometimes people need their own time apart before they can get back together and rebuild what they had, only better? is that what the whole "chicago is the second city" crap meant? or is that just it for them? dammit... i wanted my pretty little bow at the end... it's like a dangling particple... so damn frustrating because it just doesn't make any sense...
oh god... i just compared a movie to a dangling participle... i'm such a mess right now...
must... study... not... sleep........
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posted by megs at 10:19
12.12.2006
i must have got up on the stupid side of the bed today...
i have no idea what happened... i spent all day studying. i actually confined myself to my room all day and really really hit the books. i was doing so well. i even made a cute little illustration for my advertising campaign of a little mascot we named reader rabbit... i was feeling really good about tests today.
then i went to bed. to make sure i got up early enough i set three alarms. one at 7:00, one at 7:15, and one at 7:30. i woke up, turned off the first one, then rolled over. then i woke up, turned off the second one, and rolled over. then i woke up, turned off the third one and flipped through the channels to see what the weather would be like. i blinked, flipped a few more channels, and then looked at the clock... it was 9:08. and my final started at 9:30. fuck, fuck, fuck!!!
so i took the quickest shower of my life, grabbed my notes to go over my quizzes one last time (part of the reason i was getting up early), then turned back into the bathroom to grab a pony tail holder, ran out the door... and was 15 minutes down the road before i realized i'd forgotten my notes. dammit, dammit, dammit!!
so i showed up to my final 20 minutes late and got to work. i blanked on a few things but did my best. leaving the test not feeling so good, i immediately pulled out my laptop and pulled up my spreadsheet to see what the minimum i could get on my final... if i did my calculations right, i just needed a 79 to keep an A. taking a deep breath, i overheard another kid talking next to me at the next table... he was saying he needed a 60 on a final in his next class to get a C. that's when i realized i'm probably freaking out over nothing.
i may not get all A's this semester, but i think i'll do okay.
i do have one A already... i checked my consumer behavior grade today. unless he has something extra up his sleeve, one is on lockdown... just 5 more to go, right?
gotta remember to breathe... and get up on the other side of the bed on wednesday.
*blog*
posted by megs at 00:55
12.09.2006
note to self...
20 degrees F is really fuckin cold....
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posted by megs at 03:38
there's nothing more lonely than chasing a thirty-two ounce, on-the-rocks, texas margarita with a captain and diet coke with splenda...
my god... i thought tonite i would take an unwind before finals evening, have some fun with my friends and just relax, right... stupid me. i forgot that all of my friends are couples now!! mexican fridays have become couples sippin margaritas fridays... scratch that. the girls sip their margaritas with extra limes while the guys drink their manly 32 oz beers. i felt like such a wheel tonite.
the day will come when they are all married... it will be a landscape of couples, far as the eye can see. and i am powerless to stop it. who would want to anyways? everyone needs somebody, right? i just hate that somebody can make you different than you. does that make sense? why do people have to create their single selves and then recreate themselves as their couple selves?? just be one person!! of course, this is easy for me to say because i have been with the same person for so long that i couldn't tell you what my single self would really be like... i've alway been a couple self, technically speaking. in a way at least... but see, i'm still fun, even as my couple self. i just don't know. i hope my single self wouldn't be like how i feel sometimes now... lonely and bored... depressing.
my car finally got fixed. i haven't talked about it lately because it started to seem like bad luck to do that. any day someone asked me about it or i brought up the fact that it was REALLY annoying to have my car in the shop for a week when the problem was the shop's fault... well, that just meant the part for my car was another day away. except another day turned into another day... and then another day... and so on and so forth. what is really priceless is the story i got from the guy at the shop... well, you see, we tried to order your brake pads from the dealership but they were out of stock. then we tried to order them from local parts dealers but they didn't even have the third party versions in. then we had to special order them from the dealership. but they don't make your car anymore, so they had to actually make the part before they could ship it out.......
and at this point my brain kind of starts forming this picture... it's a plant floor and there are lots of people in blue jumpsuits. then suddenly this piece of paper comes flying down this tube (like at the bank) and a guy catches it... yells "stop!!!" and then "we need rear disc brake pads for a '92 mercury sable"... and everyone looks aghast at one another. then they all start pushing buttons and pulling levers... and the machines pull a transformer bit while they rearrange themselves... then they roar back to life and after a minute of puffing and stamping and grinding, out pops a perfect little pair of rear disc brake pads for a '92 mercury sable. and then they change it all back to how they were before and steam ahead as the picture fades to black...
so maybe i have an overactive imagination. but i did tune back in time to hear the guy tell me that my car will be ready tomorrow morning for pick up. some guy was out test driving it as we were speaking and they felt confident about it (those were his exact words, which did not instill confidence in me). either way, i'll be picking it up tomorrow sometime when i actually have an hour or so free to run to kennesaw between my group meetings and studying for four finals. dammit... something good (getting my car back) on a day when i can't really appreciate it. i can't wait til next week when i can really stretch her legs and get a good drive in her... see how those boys in kennesaw really did... and if my special order parts really make all the difference.
i really should be studying right now. but today was such a long day. my mom tricked me into going to church today. i got to work at 8:30 this morning, banged on the door for 30 minutes and then finally walked around to the back and let myself in. my mom was still in her room and didn't answer to my "hellos" so i just got to work with hanging lights and dispersing all the general christmas crap that is all over her house. she finally came down around 9:15 and was like, oh hey! do you wanna go get coffee with me and my group?? since her "group" is a bunch of old ladies from her church who absolutely love me and think i'm hilarious, i figured why not? i get paid for it. so we hopped in the car. 2 hours later we were in that same car driving to church. apparently they always wrap up their old lady get-togethers with noon mass. dammit, dammit, dammit.
i couldn't even remember when i had last been to church until we actually got there. the dropping feeling in my stomach as we walked in the door caught me off guard, but as we walked into the main part of the church it suddenly occurred to me... i hadn't been back here since my dad's funeral. the next hour and 20 minutes of my life pretty much sucked. i spent most of the time pretending to be very interested in the ceiling because everyone knows that looking up is the best way to stop yourself from crying. everything about the mass reminded me of that day two plus years ago... my mouth moved and i said all the required things, but it was like i was stuck in some kind of time warp... while i plan to one day master my emotions so that i don't get freaked out by walking into a room, today just wasn't the day.
at least i can be happy i didn't fall off the roof while hanging christmas lights... too bad the high today barely reached freezing... brrrrrrrrrrr....
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posted by megs at 00:06
12.07.2006
This is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning. -Winston Churchill-
argh....... i had my first final tonite. totally rocked it... i think. but this is huge. i am now 1/5 of the way through with the crap week - i mean finals week - at the end of this semester from hell. i feel so tense right now. like i'm mentally wound up. i'm trying to get studying for my other finals and my brain keeps jumping to other things, mostly other classes. it is just so exciting to almost be done!!!
my biggest concern right now isn't with my grades thus far. it's not even with my final grades. i have gotten A's on every grade i've gotten back so far so i have a pretty healthy buffer for my finals... in one class i calculated that i could get a D on the final and still keep my A in the class. how awesome is that!! i'm not laying off my studying though... have to keep my eye on the prize, right? the only problem i foresee right now is some of my teacher's so called "attendance policies." it isn't like i skip out on class all the time... but i'm in the 3-4 missed class range for some of them. really not too bad over the whole semester, but that could mean a one to two letter grade drop if my teachers feel like it. suxors... we'll see though... it just doesn't seem right to penalize an A student for not wanting to sit through your boring lectures when you suck as a teacher. as a matter of fact, i think that will be my official argument if it comes up. yeah, right...
so the urge overcame me the other day. i was sitting in clas and drifting in and out of the lecture, pretty bored when my hand just flipped to the last page in my notebook and i started making a list. i was eight items in before i realized what i was doing... fruit tray, veggie tray, meat and cheez tray, bean dip, brownies, cookies, roll samiches, snowman cheez ball... shit shit shit. i'm making christmas party lists again. and i was walking through the grocery store and making mental notes of the party trays they sell, how big they are and how much they cost. it's like i can't control my brain!! it does seem silly to wait until next wednesday night to start planning for this all though... that would only give me two days to completely plan for the party then. of course, more has been done with less. and it's not like this is my first time.
it's just like i said before... i want this one to be good. go out with a bang, right? i'm going to stay up til dawn, drink a fair amount, and have the best damn time i can...
damn straight...
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posted by megs at 22:25
12.05.2006
The trouble with weather forecasting is that it's right too often for us to ignore it and wrong too often for us to rely on it. -Patrick Young-
so this weekend i took my first football roadtrip since i went to indiana with my family a few years back... we figured that since gatech was in the acc championship game it would be worth the relatively short drive to jacksonville to watch them play. i really hoped they could rise above the disaster that was last week's georgia v. gatech game and really put together a good game for the championship.
i managed to get my mom's van for the trip which worked out great because there were a lot of us going. we started out friday night with me, peters, and the forestners in the van. after a rather eventful drive to savannah (including us spending a lot of time to figure out that you can't get out of the car when it isn't in park thanks to the auto locking doors) and a near peeing-in-the-pants incident thanks to some wild turkey, we made it in about 11 at night only to find an empty house. we just let ourselves in and immediately started playing wii while i gave margaret the grand tour. after the boys got back from buying beer we proceeded to drink a lot of beer and play wii. we realized just how dangerous the game could be when forestner almost took his wife's arm off with an overzealous forehand while playing wii tennis. since we had to be up by 6:30 the next morning for the last leg of our journey we headed to bed around one.
we were up bright an early the next day and out of the house around 7:30am... our group of four was now five since we also had huey in tow. it was a fun drive down to jacksonville and the two hours flew by rather quickly. our number grew by 3 more as we stopped at the airport to grab soon-to-be-mrs.-peters and the ottos on our way to the stadium. a quck stop for beer and ice and we were there by 10:30, ready to drink and cheer our game onto victory...
and that's when the rain started. the cold weather was bad enough, only multiplied by the fact that we were in florida and were expecting much nicer weather, but the rain really sucked. it never really rained, per se... only drizzled. which of course wasn't enough to make us try to find ponchos or really get prepared for a good soaking... but after a few hours of standing in on-and-off constant drizzle you kind of end up wet through anyways. this, along with the fact that they didn't sell any beer in the stadium, was a bit of a downer... but we were determined to cheer on our team to victory!! we chugged beers and headed for the stadium...
the next three hours can only be described as painfully boring to watch. it's bad enough watching your team lose, but having to watch a football game in crappy weather where fieldgoals are the only points... *yawn*. about half way through the game, i was sitting all huddled up against the windy drizzle that was smacking me in the side of the face, leaning over on huey's shoulder and slowly falling asleep as the front half of me got damper and damper. i considered many times standing up and trying to be more active in order to keep myself awake, but realizing it would just make my seat wet and therefore leave me standing up and wet all round the rest of the game kept me down for awhile. eventually we perked up only to leave the stadium disappointed. luckily we had a night of partying in savannh to look forward to, so we tried not to feel too down about it.
savannah also turned out to be cold, but luckily not rainy. we hit a few highlight spots and had a good seafood dinner before deciding around 12:30 we were old and tired and wanted to be in bed, not out dancing and downing shots until 4 in the morning. we got up at a decent time the next day and spent some more time in downtown shopping and stuff before we headed back to atlanta. i drove the whole way back (after getting out of it the entire rest of the weekend) and we listened to christmas music. by the time we got back to atlanta, we were all pretty much done for the weekend... it had been a long one.
did the weekend suck? parts of it. was it worth it? totally. there is nothing better than taking a short roadtrip to get your mind off more mundane things like school... finals... the upcoming holidays... the christmas party... i needed the break. but now real life has come crashing back down on me and i realize that finals start in three days and i'm completely unprepared. christmas party is in two weeks and i still have no idea how many people are planning on coming. my car is still in the shop after almost a week and they have no idea when they'll get in the brake pads for it. and with all this i have christmas coming up... a whole other kind of headache in the big scheme of things.
sometimes i just wish life was more... simplified.
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posted by megs at 00:48
12.01.2006
sometimes your body just says NO...
so i've been bustin my ass to make up for everything i didn't do over the thanksgiving break. my 11 or so hours of sleep since sunday morning finally caught up to me last night. i was planning on going to bed around four and waking up at around 10, thereby catching up on my sleep. unfortunately, i made the mistake at 3 in the morning of taking my feet off the floor. it has long been known in our house that sitting in our couches, which are big and overstuffed, is fine... but as soon as you take your feet off the floor you are done for. i was leaning back on the arm with my legs stretched out over the sofa in front of me, my laptop on my lap, as i tried to think up suggestions for verifying and measuring the results of our made up B2B marketing plan for mayfield dairy. i closed my eyes to think real hard... and then opened them this morning at 11:30, sitting in the the exact same position and with my laptop still open on my lap.
the first thing that went through my head as i looked down at my laptop, tapped the touch pad and watched it spring to life was this damn battery lasts for freakin-ever... the second thing was that i couldn't believe i hadn't moved in the middle of the night and sent my laptop crashing to the floor. completely disregard the fact that it cost me $1400 and i haven't bothered to get the apple care package for it yet... all of my homework and papers and presentations are on it!! i would have lost everything... at least temporarily. that would have SUCKED. i guess with my clumsy streak lately, it was just my turn to get lucky.
so tonite i should be working on a paper, but i got home from my 8-11 class and decided... screw it. i work best under pressure anyways right? why not just put those other two papers off until sunday night. besides, i'll be able to work on them during the 6 hours of driving back and forth to savannah... or even while i'm in savannah. so i heated up one of my single-serve pizzas (with mushrooms... damn you huey for not eating food i bought for you) and sat and watched the office. it has got to be my favorite show on television because i have never watched an episode and thought eh, i could have prolly skipped that one. the truth is, you could skip most of them because it isn't some really complicated storyline like on lost. i couldn't skip one though... they are just too damn funny.
so even though i promised myself i wouldn't worry about it, it's starting to get to me. christmas party... i'm starting to make mental lists in my head which are competing with my school mental lists and the endless lists of stuff my mom needs me to do. i want this party to come off really well. more importantly, i want a lot of people to be there to see it come off really well. response is slow on the evite and it is driving me crazy. it's very close to the feeling i get at the end of the semester. i draw a breath, say *whew* thank god finals are done, then start worrying about when grades come out. am i a little uptight sometimes? perhaps, about some things. i balance it out with not caring a damn about a lot of other things though. i just want to scream out "it's the last one dammit!! doesn't that mean anything!!!" i guess it just doesn't really.
time for some cake batter icecream and bed... yum, yum.
