I've been thinking about the iPhone. And I love the iPhone... but... I don't know, I always doubt myself when it comes to things dealing with technology. And there are a lot of pretty phones out there with keyboards and internet access.
So, I'm asking anyone with an opinion on cell phones and anyone who knows something about technology: What kind of phones should I look into?
Please leave lots of comments.
I have to brush my teeth now.
And work.
I'm still tired.
And it shall only get worse.
During my half hour lunch break today, I have to try and throw a plan to feed Somalia together.
I still hate Environmental... even after I slept.
This is bad. I've even woken up feeling less angry at a person, but I can't do the same for a class?
Tonight (everything after 3 today) I would like to:Complete my Environmental assignment and print off my new one.Make my discussion board posting for Ed 101.
Start on my annotated bibliography for the above class.
Read over my Psych. Research personality types. (Optional)
Research painters and do my next painting assignment (I don't think I have time for any redos).
Watch the debate at 9... in a quiet place.
Wake up at 5:30 the next day and find a place near my new bank that sells Red Bull.
I want to convince Justin to fly somewhere with me sometime.
Or maybe I should just start saving up for another solo trip to some far away location.
I could do Seattle or Hawaii. Or I've also wanted to see Boston for a while. And NYC. (I wouldn't fly to NYC though.)
I could go to Nashville too.
Hmmm. First I need some monies.
my (practically) daily 2.5 mile walk is sculpting my legs. my stupid lazy little 2.5 mile walk is actually shrinking my love handles and sculpting my legs.
zumba does a lot for me as well, but walking is doing something entirely new for my ankles. it must be the hills. i can't stop checking out my ankles.
but i have to enjoy it while i can because tomorrow i will wake up and feel like shit. i ate a happy meal tonight (hello wizard of oz toys) on top of what i'd had earlier in the day -- some american rye bread and a string cheese and strawberries and some chocolate ice cream. oh and some popcorn too.
it was a bad day ok. don't judge me.
why was it bad? well to start things off right this morning, i spilled my cup of water at winslows this morning INTO my bag. yes it literally dumped its contents, ice and lemon included, into my school bag. i was strangely unaffected for the most part. i didn't have an inner freak out as i normally would. i barely reacted at all, but i still know well enough to know that it sucked to carry around a wet bag until it decided to dry out.
in fiction, gerrard and dan and i read our goldilocks and the three bears stories. they were hysterical. i'm not going to lie. the three of us are awesome like pumpkin pie. after informing gerrard that we have an assignment due in features tomorrow, i skipped off to comdoc to have my project printed. (there aren't color printers in the design lab. how retarded is that?)
the problem with comdoc is that they use ancient computers and have old women working for them. aka, they don't know SHIT.
i had to sneak around the back and come into the office to open up my adobe illustrator file, but it wouldn't even work after i'd managed to open it through the correct program, so evidently i, too, am a retard. i gave in and went to design services. i really didn't want to do this, because i don't particularly like the mean orange-head that sits behind the desk.
she talks down to me.
it pisses me off.
the nice boy who was also working there today informed me that i should avoid comdoc because the people they have working there are incompetent. i then felt a little better about myself, albiet not much.
so the girl prints off my color copy and charges me 1.60 and then asks me if i would like a bag. i say yes. she sets the bag on top of my project and walks away to retrieve my flash drive without a word. evidently the right answer to "would you like a bag" is "no."
i pause for one moment before putting the copy into the bag myself and turning to take the drive she was now holding out for me. she was not looking at me, she was speaking to her co-worker about something non-work related. i looked at her and said "thank you!".... she ignored me.
i rolled my eyes and left. the end.
then i went to sit in my car to eat some animal crackers and mount the copies to the board i'd prepared last night.
in class i dealt with my clingers (you know the kind i mean) and got through my presentation. he tried to get me by asking if i'd changed anything (cough transparency cough) because we weren't supposed to, and I totally DID but I brushed it off and said "oh no, these ones are just lighter than the rest"
ha ha.
he bought it
sucker. watch i'll probably get points taken off when he examines it more closely. whatever, he said i could when i asked him.
i love being the only non-art major in an art class. it rocks.
(i lied, i hate it)...
i have to get to work on writing my speech about elizabeth gilbert. for my impromptu one that we did the other day of a "memorable moment" i actually told the class about the holly jacobs experience that took place a few semesters ago. man do i have some good stories about getting into little spats with professors. what is it with me? i am so quiet and tame. they bring out the wild in me. i really need to go to one of her book signings and meet her in person. she has been so kind and generous.
in other random news, john said his cruise is probably cancelled for december now and that he will be home when mel and i go up.. (mel wants us to go visit him in boston... she is a red sox fan)... so he pretty much thinks we are coming, haha. i kept joking around telling him to leave a key and stock the fridge for us. eh we may end up going after all. he is supposed to come home next week. we'll see.
if i have the money for gas and i can get the days off (only a few), i would drive up there with her. i also want to go visit Girl before long. in january maybe? right? aww it would be like an anniversary reunion! hahaha.. new york seems so long ago... i still have "john NYC" (aka keanu reeves) in my phone. hahaha. i have no idea why. i just never got around to deleting it.
but none of that will happen if i don't get my business in order first. i'm working on finding a better paying job at the moment. i know that things will iron out in time whether i do or not, but i really am trying to find something more suited to my goals in life.
today i told john to buy a bar so he can own it, and i'll tend it. he said that sounds perfect but sorry, he'd have to pay me in beer. i told him that would be ok with me as long as i could sleep under the bar.
yawn. i'm going to finish this writing assignment for features and then hop in bed. i want to go for a walk tomorrow morning, since i can't go in the darkness due to the serial rapist AT LARGE.
peace and love
Can I just say that I am really glad there are people smarter than me when it comes to the health of our environment. Because at this point I don't give two flying fucks about it.
That's not true. I want the environment to be healthy.
I just don't want to think about population growth or food or droughts or pesticides for another 150 years.
I will soon burn this book.
I think I almost hate this class more than I hated Statistics.
PS: I don't like bugs. Except flies.
So, we can kill them all. Except for the flies.
Okthanksbye.
Um, sigh.
I can't wait until this semester is over.
And we're only just about halfway there.
@(%&#({%$*$(*@I%)#0~!!!!!!
*sigh*
]]>When a couple breaks up, have you ever been able to stay friends with both parties?
Submitted by, Jessmiloo
Well I'm only 21, so I don't have a whole lot of experience on the matter. You're always better friends with one person than you are with the other. For me it tends to be that I just stay friends with the one I am closer to and the other one drifts away from me. I'll say that I'm still cordial to a few people that have broken up with my friends, but I'm hard-pressed to come up with a lot of people that I've befriended that I hadn't been close with already. Interestingly enough though, I have had many friendships made from the friends of the girls that I have dated that have lasted longer than the relationship with said girl.
I just want to see curriculum.
I can't really find anything anywhere... but I do know that the links I click on all make a circle and take me back to where I started.
Maybe I'm just retarded. I don't know.
I just don't know anymore.
I'm leaning towards a striaght-up English degree.
Who the hell knows what I can do with that. It'll just give me a big girl degree to hang on my wall I suppose.
But first, I will take a semester off... as soon as I survive this one.
I'm in my car between classes finishing up an art project.
Dear girl behind the counter at graphic services, you are a bitch. I don't know who pisses on your cornflakes every morning (this is my second meeting with her), but maybe you should guard them more carefully. Seriously. You suck.
These animal cracker/cookies are good. No preservatives! Oats, almonds, cranberries and pomegranate.
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Another emotional purge.
Ready? Ok.
To all the ones who simply lost interest, took advantage or managed to forget about me --
I will turn a blind eye.
I will avoid all feelings.
I will focus on the mundane reality and the little dreams I've returned to.
I guess it's not so bad feeling alone.
There's worse things than that, I suppose.
One day everything will be fine.
Sometimes I pray to forget you, you and you.
Especially You.
If I ever do manage to do this (which I highly doubt) it will be only a defense mechanism.
A way to preserve my sanity.
Nothing personal. Nothing I wanted.
As for today, I will focus all my thoughts and energy on things like work and school and even the news.
All to avoid thinking of... emotional downpours that the fall weather has apparently sparked.
--
If all of you, you, you and You can forget me.
Why shouldn't I do the same?
all my sand castles fall like the ashes of cigarettes
and every wave drags me to sea
I could stand here for hours
just to ask god the question, "Is everyone here make-believe?"
with a tear in his voice, he said, "Son, that's the question."
does this deafening silence mean nothing to no one but me?
i can't take it anymore.
peace and love,
k