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Laundry on a Friday night, woo. [01 Sep 2006|11:06pm]
Those of you who know me well know that I have a serious infatuation with lingerie.  Tonight, I was forced to throw away what had been one of my favorite pairs of underwear due to a tragic elastic accident.

I'm trying to weed out the collection anyway (sob).

Bitsy and Levi are visiting for the weekend.  So far, Bits is continuously upset by all the noise of an apartment with thin walls, and levi has settled in admirably (as a kitten should - they're young and adaptable).  Benny is acting cool towards them, but he'll warm up.  He loves them, really.  He's just mad I think.

The purpose of this visit is to ascertain whether or not I need to buy/rescue/steal another cat for myself.  Because Frankly, Benny has been a shit as an only furchild.  He is such a good cat, I just can't explain it unless it's that he's lonely after being part of such a big crowded family for more than a year.  As of now, all signs point to yes.  So if you know of kittens needing a good home, please keep me in mind.

I'm gonna go to Tongie tomorrow, and meet up with mom and dad and the whole crew.  Apparently Garrett's coming up too, which makes Joni like, superduperamazingly happy.

And when I come home, I'll be coming home with my   
That's right folks, my bed.  And that makes me superduperamazingly happy.

(break my heart)

Process [31 Aug 2006|02:23pm]
[ mood | headachy ]

Now that some time has passed, I feel that I can accurately deal with the way I feel about being here, about the people I'm meeting, about classes and work.

I'm really enjoying myself.  I'm not crazy insane happy, but I can do this for two or three years.

Sitting in class last weekend, I really felt like a student again.  Felt like someone sitting there, learning.

I was surprised to find I recognized one or two people.  There's a girl I must have met when I worked at the library in El Dorado, and then Dan Ireton, formerly of K-State's theater department, is also a new slim student.

I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, it's a small world after all.

(break my heart)

[27 Aug 2006|11:26pm]
Class is over.

Here comes Manhattan!  El Caz!  Target! Varney's! Dorms! Joni! 

(My little girl is all grown up now...)

(break my heart)

superhypermegafirstday [25 Aug 2006|10:10am]

Today is orientation, followed -immediately- by my first day of weekend intensive, LI 801, Foundations of Information Transfer.

For which the readings so far have been substantially boring... and substantial.

Seriously, I didn't think being a grad student would be so much... work!  I mean, I knew it would be a lot of work, but this is ridiculous.  Yesterday?  I spent five hours researching the bounceback of the Apple Corporation (It's because of Steve Jobs already!), and then printing and colating newsletters.  The day before? I researched Panera Bread and why its stocks soared right on through the atkins period.  Why does any of this relate to Librarianship, you might ask?  (I DON'T KNOW, FOR THE LOVE...) Why, that question is simple.  I did it for my faculty member.  She asked, and it's my job to say "Yes Boss".  

And that doesn't even cover my homework, which, as I mentioned - excruciating.

Anyway, it's not as bad as I make it.  I'm having fun.  There's a weekly game night, at which I have met many interesting individuals.  And I like my coworkers.  They're fun and funny and, well, we have a lot in common.  Which, I guess is bound to happen when you are in such a specialized program.

</thinking about school>

I'm trying to convince Dave and Christine and Sarah Mo and Jennie and whoever else I can think of that we need to see David Sedaris.  Though really, it's more Dave and Sarah and Christine that I'd have to convince.  JO loves her some David Sedaris.  I just need to tell her... oh... I think I just did.  I've been hoping he'd come back since I saw him earlier this year... it was absolutely tremendously fun.  Maybe I'll call up some of my old B&N cronies, as well.  This could be good.

(break my heart)

Would you have ever guessed? [23 Aug 2006|10:55am]
I paid my very first gas bill yesterday.  Minutes after it arrived, no less.  Could it be that I am becoming (gasp!) responsible?

(2 broken hearts | break my heart)

Today is a very special day... [18 Aug 2006|12:08am]
[ mood | drained ]

Oh yes.  It's that day.

My cat is moving up here today.

I'm very excited.  I miss him like crazy... it's great to be unconditionally loved.  Cause he is absolutely like a dog in that he loooooooves you.  Yes, you.  Me too, but everyone else, also.

God, my life is reduced to waiting for my cat?  What's this?

Today I had the SLIM GA's over for game night.  It was a rousing success, I think.  Most everyone showed up.

Yesterday I had the absolute best taco bell food I have ever had in my life.  It was hot, but the veggies were still fresh and cold, nothing had wilted, nothing was soggy... God, it was amazing.  

Also yesterday, I spent 300 dollars.  Yes, my financial aid arrived.  I only got necessities, I swear!  I needed shower curtain rings, coffee, salt and pepper, a spatula... olive oil... cat litter... Aside from a twenty dollar purchase and two ten dollar purchases, nothing on my reciept is over four dollars.  So you can imagine I bought a lot of things.

Oh, and I found out that the toaster I won when I was working at target is a target toaster.  Meaning... it burns a target on my gd toast.  Gross.

But things are going well.  Soon I'll take some pictures of my place, for those of you who can't make it for a visit.

(break my heart)

[11 Aug 2006|01:21am]

I'll miss...

airplanes... tivo... pancakes on saturday and breakfast out on sundays... my grandpa... being in the know of all the family gossip... Levi and Bitsey, and their friend the siamese farm cat... seeing all the stars... not paying for much... Joni, but she's gone anyway... Niomi... showing up to work at a bookstore at eight am in the rain and being the only one in the building... staying up all night because I had nothing important to do the next day... having access to hundreds of DVDs... always knowing there's someone nearby... my mom.

But hits far outweigh the misses.

I'm moving on.

(1 broken heart | break my heart)

[09 Aug 2006|01:22am]

IFC is playing Amelie, and I just can't turn it off.  I need to feel happy right now.

Not that I haven't lots to be very happy about.  Death Cab for Cutie was brilliant.  My apartment is mine now, and bigger than I remembered.  And so on.

There were things about this weekend that weren't great.  That weren't even remotely near it.  I felt a bit like a stalker.  I felt a bit like a wallflower.  And I let him ignore me all over again.  But it was worth it for what was good.

I'm glad Jennie's Grant isn't a psycho.  I hope I have as much luck.

There's much to do tomorrow.  I should get some sleep.

(break my heart)

hee... [08 Aug 2006|01:10am]
KSU Lady D: Not necessarily.  I for one, think gas prices should go higher.  Not that I want to pay that, just that I think no one, even now, will seriously look at alternative energy until they're forced to pay five bucks a gallon.

funkdoctork: if i ever thought that it would work, i would agree. plain and simple nothing will change seriously untill its too late and we cant make plastic anymore

KSU Lady D: ha ha... then everything will be made out of tin.

funkdoctork: well, without crude, there is no plastic. man, this is depressing...you should check out tesla motors

KSU Lady D: I know how plastic is made.

funkdoctork: i know you do

KSU Lady D: I'm just saying, if we can't make plastic, we'll have to use more tin!  Hooray for tin!

funkdoctork: woo hoo, coke in glass bottles again

KSU Lady D: Yes!

KSU Lady D: Or maybe we'll start making plastics out of soy.

funkdoctork: yeah...is that what they will start making saturns out of?

KSU Lady D: Entire cars made from soy.  That run on wax.

funkdoctork: im thinking steam cars

KSU Lady D: Hey, it worked for the locomotive.

funkdoctork: we will burn broken pieces of our own society to make the steam

(1 broken heart | break my heart)

Happy Friday, everyone. [04 Aug 2006|03:01pm]
[ mood | jubilant ]

Well, it's friday, finally.  This week, in fact, the last two weeks, have really crawled by.  I guess it's because I'm anxious for the move.  And Bleeding Kansas.  Which, by the way, I'm going to.

Yes friends, I will be in Lawrence Saturday and Sunday, attending the Bleeding Kansas Festival.  For free.  Yes, the big 0 dollars.  I have great friends.

Megh, can't wait to see you!!
Jennie, this is gonna rock out.

The rest of you, you'll see me if you're lucky.

(break my heart)

"Everything outside of the designated square is considered an autonomous unit for midmall snacking" [28 Jul 2006|12:11am]
Mallrats is on!

It's... heavily edited. Heavily.  But it's still brilliant in the way only Kevin Smith can be.  I'll still Tivo it and record it to tape, because I'll be without cable for at least a month once I'm in Emporia, and I sold most of my DVD's last year to finance a bout of heavy drinking.  Or, you know, food to live on, whichever version of my life you prefer to think is most entertaining.

Okay, the worst part is, they had to re-record Shannon Doherty's lines almost entirely.  I guess I'd never paid attention to how much she swears in the movie... if you can consider "ass" swearing...

Don't forget your helmet, noogins.

(break my heart)

And I cannot remember what life was like through photographs [24 Jul 2006|01:50am]
[ mood | guilty ]

And sometimes it's a sad song...

But I cannot forget,
Refuse to regret,
So glad I met you.
Take my breath away.
Make everyday
Worth all of the pain that I have
Gone through-

(punctuation mine)

It'll never be the same again, I know.  But a girl has to hope for something when everything else is turning out to be "last resorts" and "no other choice"s.

I miss, well... the friendship.  Most of all.

Most of all.

(break my heart)

[16 Jul 2006|12:32am]
This is Levi.

He belongs to my mom.  She was planning on being lonely after I took Benny away.
Who has, by the way, been moody and pouting and mean ever since the kitten came home.

I really want them to get along before I move Benny to Emporia with me.  They are, after all, brothers now.  And they'll have to at least put up with each other at holidays and the like.  If I can get along with my sister for Holidays, those two can, too.  Anyway, Benny could eat the kitten if he really wanted to, so I don't know why he feels so threatened...

I sent in my apartment deposit.  It's officially mine.  All two bedrooms and HUUUUGE kitchen.  Anyone who needs a place to crash in Emporia... I'll have the space.  I can't wait til I can start unpacking all my old apartment things.  All my art, candles, my papazan... they've all been in storage for quite some time now.  Mom and dad are going to give me the bookshelves from the old house, and our couch (which was only a few years old when we moved in here, I think).  I'll have to fog it for spiders, since it's been in storage for four years now.  I'm really starting to get excited about having my own place again.  Even if it is in Emporia.

(break my heart)

Vacation, trying to get away. [08 Jul 2006|11:53am]
[ mood | relaxed ]

Man, drinking in Kansas City is expensive.  I can't afford it, I'm going to bespending every cent I posess and some I don't on the apartment deposit.

Christine's townhome is A-Maz-ing.  It's directly between westport and the Plaza, and the neighborhood is way charming.

Anyone who's interested, we'll be attending Henry V Shakespeare in the Park tonight.  It's free.... you should come.  Call me.

Had drinks at La Bodega and Booze Fish last night.  Lizzie works at La Bodega; I love the atmosphere, parking under the overpass, dim lighting, etc.  

Oh yeah- if you caught that above, I picked an apartment.  I tell you what, apartments in Emporia are TERRIFYING.  Crack houses, some of them.  The first place I looked at, they wanted three hundred dollars.  The place had holes in the walls!  Yeah it was cheap, but... god help me, I almost cried.  The second place was filthy and had cinder block walls.  I was ready to walk into the most expensive place in town and sign over my soul at that point.  I found a few nicer places, but not many that would allow pets.  I ended up stopping by one of the apartments of the other GA's, and instantly fell in love.  It was huge, and it was nice, and it was two bedrooms for about the price most places wanted for one.  It's a little out of my price range, but I'll make do.  I get a little finaid, after all.


I've got to find out where in leavenworth I'm going for the engagement party.  Mapquest it is,I say.

(2 broken hearts | break my heart)

Sing it if you understand... [05 Jul 2006|12:02am]
[ mood | aggravated ]

"I'd like to speak to your supervisor."

"I'd like to speak to the supervisor here."

"You see, I was driving down Oliver on Saturday night.  I stopped for a train, and had only sped up to about thirty mph by the time I crossed the tracks that your company has been repairing   retracking  working on for the last several months.  I met oncoming traffic after the train, so I stayed directly in my own lane, and hit a drop off, which ruined  damaged blew out both tires on the passenger side of my car, and bent both of the rims, ruining one completely.  I feel that the accident is the result of poor and incomplete construction and no signs warning of the drop off, so here is the bill for two tires, one rim, and a front end alignment I would like to know what the railroad can do to offset the price of the damages they caused my car."
-they're going to laugh me out of the building.

I have pictures documenting the accident and the drop off during daylight, and eyewitnesses in the form of the two young men who not only stopped, but turned around to help me when the passed me and heard the tires go, and a Sheriffs officer who came to see what was going on when he finished rousting a drunk down the road.  So if they do laugh me out of the building, I'll finally get to utter the phrase everyone always wants to say: "You'll be hearing from my attorney."

So far this has cost me one hundred dollars that I had saved toward the deposit on an apartment, with the promise of more to come.  If I do have to sue them, should I sue them for the wasted time and energy I was forced to exert going to three wal marts before finding one that had my tire, going all the way to BFE to a salvage yard to get a new rim, and for the mental anguish of watching my tiny savings disappear, too?  That's worth something, right?

I've had a stress headache for days.

In other news: I got my hair cut Friday, (When I still had a money surplus).  I have a lot of bangs now, but none of the length is gone, just the weight.  And it feels glorious.

My cat is becoming one of those cats that stays out all night, carousing.  Which would be fine by me, except that we live in the country, and there are cyotes and bobcats.  Well, I've never seen bobcats, but I've "heard tell of them in these here parts."  The cyotes I've seen, very close up.  They like to eat cats, you know.  Especially cheeky little yellow ones who are well-fed and cuddly.

Niomi is going to come to Emporia with me on Friday!  To hunt for apartments!  I don't have to do it alone!  She's a great friend.  We don't get to hang out very often anymore, unless we're working together.  I've got two jobs, she's got one and an internship at the WB, so we're two in demand ladies.  But this will be good.  And it's the start of my vacation!

Vacation plans so far: 
Friday day: apartment hunting.  Friday night, "First Fridays" in KC.
Saturday day:  Stacy's engagement party, Leavenworth.  Saturday night: Shakespeare in the Park, Henry V, featuring one Vi Tran.
Sunday: just hanging out with Christine in her new KC digs.  Maybe I'll go window shopping (since I'll have 0 monies).

It's my first paid vacation.  Aren't you proud of me and my adultness?

(break my heart)

Grrr. [27 Jun 2006|02:33pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Help!  How do I find an apartment someplace I don't live?  When I don't even know the street names!

(2 broken hearts | break my heart)

News! [27 Jun 2006|12:28am]
You are now reading the Journal of Emporia State University's newest Graduate Assistant.

Thank you very much.

Except now I have to move there.

(7 broken hearts | break my heart)

... [30 May 2006|11:18pm]
[ mood | hopeful ]

I was accepted to

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A brief, brief update. [25 May 2006|12:42am]
[ mood | blah ]

Well, the worst case scenario seems to be, I move to Emporia in the fall.  And I'm telling you, if that's the worst case?  I'm sitting pretty good.  I can think of a million more awful things that aren't things I have to worry about now.

Saturday I hit a deer.  Scared the shit out of me.  My car is fine, I'm fine, the deer may even be fine, because the trooper saw no sign of it on the road dead.

Saturday night/Sunday I was in Lawrence for Christine's graduation from Law School.  Fred Phelps protested.  I drank a lot, and ate a lot, and really, really enjoyed myself.

Monday was my admissions interview at Emporia, which doubled as an interview for a GA position.  Six positions available (roughly) and six applicants.  I like my chances.  I feel like I made a very favorable impression.

Saw the Da Vinci code.  I didn't care for the alterations they made to the finale and the characterizations.  But oh well, no one's perfect, least of all Ron Howard.

Tomorrow, I get to sleep in.  And that's the best news I have to impart.

(5 broken hearts | break my heart)

Interviewed [18 May 2006|12:46pm]
[ mood | contemplative ]

Rules for the meme:

1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal.
3. You WILL update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

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