November 2010
41 posts
Demon Coconuts (not really)
I just got a handmade coconut Italian soda from the cafe in the library.
*I love coconut, but this tastes like diluted, carbonated tanning oil. Eick.
brb… Gotta go perfect my demonic body language.
I can’t even think that without laughing and feeling a little awkward. Oh the life of a dancer…
wait, I squeezed the orange wedge into the drink…it tastes better now.
My 112 year old Polish Russian professor just said “snarky” and “mumbo jumbo” in the same sentence.
Day made.
EDIT:
He just said “nincompoop”.
Love this man.
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Discussions in the pod.
Me: You know, I think Dopey’s rather androgynous.
Sarah: Well, I think it’s a dude because he kisses her (Snow White) on the cheek…and we’re talking talking pre-homosexuality acceptance time that this was made.
*We have weird discussions in the pod.
Me: We always get a real christmas tree.
Sarah: What?! You’re liberals! You’re not supposed to kill trees...
Home Sweet Dorm
I could very well be the only one here.
The fam shipped me back a day early…cool guise…cool.
Back early = no time to make cake balls for my Rollins lovelies. Poo.
Back early = lots more time to write the papers I should have written while I was at home. Poo…well kind of.
EEEK…I can’t even comfortably sit on my bed. Damn you two days of...
Thanksgiving With The Burrs: Identifying the sexes...
So my mother is secretly (I mean obnoxiously) obsessed with cutesy salt and pepper shakers. Not only does she have your average seasonal ones as well as the just plain average ones, she has multiples for each season, multiples for each holiday, and then just lots of random sets that happen to be cute but don’t really fall into any specific category.
For example…Fall. My mother has...
I am thankful for my obnoxious mother?
Mom: Lauren, do you think you could refrain from wearing the lesbian watch today?
Me: God, Mom, on a scale of 1 to Butch, this watch is like a -4. Like, come on.
Mom: You are ridiculous.
My mother apparently missed the memo that big watches are cool for ladies too and not everything needs to be bedazzled.
Hahahahahahaha….
A capella version of “Raise of Your Glass”…did that really just happen? Is this real life? Why didn’t anyone record that? I LOVE my awkwardly dorky musically inclined friends :) …who I’ve missed so much I can’t even explain.
Fer real guise...?
My whole family is giving me the cold shoulder because they think I was flirting with my little sister’s boyfriend.
Fer real? Fer real? You guise are soooooo funnay. I was just trying to be engaging and polite. He has a bumper sticker that reads “Boobies” in a really obnoxious font on his white pick up truck. You know what, we’re probably kindred spirits.
My grandma over...
There’s a wonderful old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before the statue of a great saint, begging, “Dear saint—please, please, please…give me the grace to win the lottery.” This lament goes on for months. Finally the exasperated statue comes to life, looks down at the begging man and says in weary disgust, “My son—please, please, please – buy a ticket.”
Hyperbole and a Half: This is Why I'll Never Be an... →
All of her work makes me giggle like a small child.
I live in a dorm...story of my life.
irrationalraging:
WHEN THE TOILET SEAT IS MYSTERIOUSLY WET.
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How my best friend and I start 75% of our phone...
Me: Hey you.
Her: Hey!
Me: What are you up to?
Her: Not much. Just listening to Tegan and Sara and studying for my women’s studies final.
Me: Cool cool. Watching The L Word too?
Her: Neh, but I’m about to click the button on my bookmarks bar for the “Lesbians and Cats” tumblr.
Me: Hum…borderline soft-core porn and animals… I suppose I can respect that.
...
No Makeup Monday
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In case I haven't tumbled enough today...
my roommate and I are currently obnoxiously lip-syncing to our own music which we are listening to though our headphones.
I’m listening to my music slash lip-syncing while wrapping up a project on the Neanderthal Genome.
She’s listening to music slash lip-syncing while laughing at me.
We really do love each other. It’s just a very special kind of love.
EDIT: Impromptu KE$HA...
My roommate just played me her new favorite song.
Vivi: Doesn’t it just make you want to dance?
Me: Maybe if I had a significant amount of alcohol in me.
Vivi: I’m going to wake you up with it every morning!
Me: I mean this with much love… I will kill you.
Vivi: It’s really good…you just have to not listen to the lyrics.
Me: That’s dumb.
Starbuckz Sundayz
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
So many dance classes for Thanksgiving break!
Heartfelt contemporary with Mel and hip hop with Larry!
I gotta find my kicks! …and my swag…where the hell did I leave that?
Pumpkin frozen yogurt and wandering aimlessly.
I love when my dad visits even if it can only be for an hour and a half.
Going to Rollins Pro: Dad is only a car trip away.
eeeeeeeeeeeee…
my “power nap” just turned into a “mini-coma”
and now it’s dark…which is so inviting for sleep right now
I gave a tour of my college campus to kindergarteners today. They were a treat!
*I’m currently rolling my eyes, gagging a tad, twitching, and giggling a little.
I also gave my first formal presentation today. Let me...
No farmers market action this morning as I chose instead to rekindle the love between my pillow and I. I did, however, get some sun and dance…and watch Mean Girls at one of my professor’s houses. That was an interesting experience.
*By interesting I mean totally awk! She had never seen it before. I feel like there should almost be as big of a deal made for Mean Girls Virgins as there...
The morning will bring...
farmer’s market meandering
the opportunity to sit in the sunshine
dancing
Oh why hello things and activities that I love, it’s nice to find you again. Let’s rekindle our love.
Songs to lie on your bed and stare at the ceiling... →
Well, I’m not lying on my bed or staring at the ceiling but I’m am sitting in the library attempting to do work. “Casimir Pulaski Day” by Sufjan Stevens is in this list…hello moment of awkward tears in the library. Good thing I’m on the first floor where no one can see me…
No makeup Monday?
I think so.
It fits right on in with
missed my first class monday
never finished writing my paper that was due for my first class monday
just might OD on cold medicine monday
have a meeting with my academic advisor and totally forgot to print out major maps monday
Woooooo!
I should have just asked to go home this weekend…even though it’s freezing.
There’s just something about the consistency of home, of sitting on the beach that keeps me sane.
The constant, repetitive sound of the waves hitting the shore with almost a musicality all of their own.
The sand never changes…it’s always there and always ends up in strange places.
The...
I think I bonded more with my cold-eeze and homework today than with my family.
Wooo parents weekend…
Why do we refer to this place as a pod? You say pod, I think warm and circular, not cold and square. Perhaps I’m over thinking this.
I saw this girl today at the Mellow Mushroom who looked just like my best friend who definitely does not live in this area…of the country. I...
First of all…jaykay on the weather being cold enough to need to wear close toed shoes…and maybe even the sweaters. I’m in a thermal, jeans, and peep-toe ballet flats and now I am purposefully sitting in the shade so that I won’t overheat. I really love my roommate, but I need to refrain from listening to her opinions of the weather…because she’s from Venezuela.
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I can’t quite explain just how overjoyed I am right now that it’s chilly enough outside today that I’ll need to wear a sweater…like need. Oh! This more than likely means that I’ll also be needing to wear shoes that cover my toes! I can hardly contain myself
Highlight of the week much…
Our hearts are still sore and our minds more than worn out, but the sun is rising and it’s going to be a beautiful day.
