October 8th, 2003


starburn55 (11:52:57 PM): and in german, fucked up (as in smashed) is obgefucked

obgefucked. seriously now, who thought of that? german is pretty cool sometimes

a quote from the TNH article about the red sox riot:
One student asked a topless RJ Palazzolo, a freshman, "Aren't you cold?"
"No," he answered her. "I'm warm with the spirit of baseball."
AHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA i seriously cannot get enough of that. warm with the spirit of baseball.

like half my massage class didnt show up this week. f?

okay, so i was in brooks today to pick up a prescription. waiting for it, i wandered over to the books to kill time. i found this one the policy that looked cool and started readng. 3 hours later, i had skimmed through all 400ish pages of it. holy shit. the end falls apart, but the main idea of hte book is pretty brilliant, and creepy, and there are some very scary scenes. it got under my skin and i still feel sorta weird. so anyway, my question (and there is always a question) is- why did i read this? why do people enjoy horror? i don't mean sillyass gore core movies taht we can watch and laugh at. i mean seriously scary horrifying things. what is the pleasure in this? there must be something, because a lot of people seek it out. i know i do. but when i find it, i end up feeling disturbed and bothered.

the book kindof reminded me of new nightmare, that last freddy movie wes craven did. mostly it is wonderful, and has everything going for it. then the end just falls apart; he clearly had no idea what to do with all his ideas and didn't know how to end it, so he threw in this big crazy climax that made no sense. or maybe that was his planned ending all along, and it just didn't work. or i don't get it, but it sure feels like a major let-down after the rest of the movie. the book was like that, this incredibly malevolent force invading people's lives, and then suddenly theyre in mexico fighting mummies and elementals and whatever the fuck else was supposed to be going on in there. oh well. but the thing is, i'm thinking about it now- i don't have the slightest clue how else that could have gone. there is no good way i can think to conclude the story, or explain anything, or end it at all, wihtout either being a huge let-down or being really stupid. kinda like AI. what do you do with ideas like that? let them go to waste, or ruin them with tacky endings?

i hate tailgaters. not that they're right behind you, which is a dangerous thing for huge speedy cars to do, but it's just weird. i don't like looking in my rearview and seeing this behemouth truck or whatever looming up on me like it's just going to plow right through me for hte crime of not going fast enough. or at night when all you see is headlights flying toward you. no good.

i will end this on a nicer note- the house down the street from here makes me laugh. they continually add to their lawn/fence decorations in the most gaudy ways possible. they already have numerous flags and friggin xmas-light-constructed flags so you can see their neon patriotism at night. today, i guess to get a jump on halloween, they put up this big goofy skeleton hanging on a tree. he's just hanging out wiht all the flags, looking absurdly out of place. i like it.
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from an email i got today:
Also, please note that the Honors Program Senior Checklist form that was mailed to you is due to our office by Friday, October 10. We need these forms not only to ensure that you have completed all of the requirements for your designation, but also that you receive the proper designation on your diploma and transcript. Thank you.
did anyone else in the honors program not get this checklist thing? ihave no idea what they're talking about. guess i'd better stop in tomorrow and ask what's up

dinner tonight: celery and peanut butter. i think i'm secretly a supermodel.
seriously though, i've been eating weird lately. not like unhealthily weird, just weird for me. at walmart last night, i bought this unhomogenized natural peanut butter, or something to that effect. it's SOOOO FUCKING GOOD. seriously. come visit adn you can try some. it's oppressively peanut-y, like if you just mooshed up some peanuts and ate them. i love it. and i bought all this jumbalya rice stuff, and ruby red grapefruit juice (i have had the hugest craving for grapefruit lately), frigging GRITS. i bought grits.
it's funny, my parents always ragged on me about the stuff i eat, and how i'm gonna give myself 11 heart attacks. i never cared. suddenly i'm all about healthy foods and stuff. the weird thing is i still don't care; i'm not eating this to be healthier, i could give a crap. i just felt like having celery and peanut butter tonight.
(not that peanut butter is the world's healthiest food, but you know what i mean. ..man, one thing about this unhomogenised stuff, when i opened the jar there was a big gross layer of oil on top. it said to mix it all in. i did, but thinking about it, maybe i shoulda skimmed some of hte oil off down the drain first. i remember being told that back in the day, everyone got milk unhomogenized, and the main part would be skim milk with a layer of cream on top. you could seperate them and have skim milk and cream, or mix it up for whole milk, or something in the middle. that sounds cool. why can't you get that now? i'll put hte cream in my grits.)
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if you think about it literally, the phrase "blood-curdling" is incredibly nasty. just think about it- all your blood getting lumpy and rancid. yum.
also, "hip hop" taken literally is pretty funny.

Narcoleptic Fuzz (7:43:31 PM): her friend ended up finding out one Monday that she was pregnant, and had the kid on Wednesday. she was taking the form of the Pill where you never get your period, and apparently she didn't look pregnant at all, and never knew. she just went to the doctor because she was sick
the rest of this post happened a few hours ago and i forgot to hit post:

i'm such a dork. i just skipped down the hall singing 'sheena is a punk rocker'. oh life.

okay so you know the cliche sitcom scene..
girl: you should put the seat up!
guy: why?
girl: cuz i went to pee last night and sat on the rim/fell in/something else ridiculous
guy: uhm.. okay you're dumb. why didnt you look first? or put it down yourself
girl: *cries or throws a fit or something*
guy: everything i have ever said in my life is wrong. please castrate me.
audience: *canned laughter*
so yeah, i just went to the bathroom, wasnt paying attention, and sat down on the rim. ew. that was a new one for me
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