Victim of Reality

2008-03-03T11:17:00.000-08:00

Saturday night I'm cashiering and this little boy, probably, I dunno, 8-10 years old, comes through my line, with 2 of his siblings and (I'm assuming) step-mom (he was referring to her as Nicole). The little boy was talking about how with his new crayons he was going to draw a picture that showed how much he loved daddy and Nicole and Bailey and his other siblings, and I was like "awww that's sweet! How nice of you." "Yeah, but Bailey died a while ago. She had been with us since she was a baby and she was 11 years old." His stepmom said something about it was his adopted sister, and I'm sitting here like holy crap what am I supposed to say?! I just said "wow, I'm really sorry!" "oh, it's okay. Even though she's not with us any more I know she'll always be in my heart and smiling down at me from the sky above." It was SAD. And his stepmom said "He's REALLY sensitive."

So the next morning I'm relaying this story to another cashier, someone who goes to school with Ashley, and she said "Well I'd be sensitive if my sister just died too! Even if she was adopted!"

D'oh.

No school today because Sharon's grandbaby is being born! Woo for sleeping in.

2008-02-28T23:37:00.000-08:00

oh that's the other thing I was going to post and forgot about -

the last few times I've gone down main I noticed a new salon and I thought it looked interesting, but it was closed every time I went by. I saw it was open today and I stopped in and talked to the owner/receptionist and the hairstylist there, and they were both VERY nice and told me they loved my hair - I believe her name was Melanie and she said she'd have an opening for part time receptionist around May, so I'm definitely going to apply for that. I also asked about jobs once I got out of school and her exact words were "Oh, no, your hair wouldn't be a problem! Tattoos, piercings, hair. The crazier the better!"

SWEET FREAKIN' ACTION!

2008-02-28T20:49:00.000-08:00

the bigger update that the Alicia requested:

I like cosmetology school so far. The instructor is awesome and very nice, the assistant instructor kind of gets on my nerves, a lot of the people are pretty nice - they seemed snotty to us (us being the people who started this month) at first but I think it was just because we were all new. My hours for this month have pretty much sucked though, we've had a day off almost every week because of weather, one of the girls who started with us was gone after the first day for 2-3 days, so we waited on her, and then Salena was sick, and then Brittany was sick all last week. We've had bad luck. But regardless, I should be out on the floor cutting hair by the end of the second week in March. Kinda scary, huh?

I'm getting kind of frustrated with Target because they give me the hours, but between Friday and Sunday...so I don't really get a whole lot of time off in between school and work. I applied for a job for a barista position I found in the newspaper, which turned out to be for the Jive-In Java that's opening literally five minutes from my home. Starts at what I'm already making plus tips, and Sundays are off. I think I actually talked to the guy who'll be the manager of it when I went through the drive through last week, and he said I'd be hirable if I had less colors in my hair or they aren't as bright, and I just changed it last night to a dark purple in back and a reddish-wine-plum sorta color in front. HOPEFULLY that'll fly, 'cause I don't want to change my hair.

It was SO cute last night though, this girl came through with her mom - she's been through before, there was one time when her and her mom/brother came through when we had just closed, they were looking for a DVD as a reward for the girl(she had done really well on her reading for the day or something, I think) and I ended up calling someone to help them find it. The girl is probably between seven and nine and her little brother is three I'd guess? Their mom is really nice, they've all come through a time or two since then and I've said hi. Last night they came through in the line on my right, I was ringing up a customer and said hi to her, and she goes "I REMEMBER YOU!" and jumped out of the cart to give me a hug. I about died of cute overdose. Since it was so slow I talked to them for a while, her name is Mazi and her brother is Indiana. She's going to get her hair cut for Locks of Love and her mom said she'd try and come in once I got on the floor.

Things are going great with Matt(I do wish he had a day job instead of a night job though), Jake's habits still annoy me.

I'm really excited because Alex is getting married in November!! and Alicia and I are both the maids of honor. :) I'm also going to be a bridesmaid at Tammy's wedding in July, but I don't know what's going to happen with that because the dress is a little expensive for me right now.

There's a hair show at the end of the month and I'm excited! I'm going to save up some of my tax return and get a Chi (apparently they'll have ones with skulls on them there. WANT.) and some other stuff. I'm going to sign up to be a hair model, I dunno if they'll pick me though. I'm growing my hair out 'til then and if I don't end up doing that then I'm going to get it cut differently somehow. I need to change it, hah.

Enter the ICHC online Poker Cats Contest!

2008-02-27T23:12:00.000-08:00

It was warm outside earlier. and now it's cold.

es no bueno.

2008-02-01T21:57:00.000-08:00

Matt was supposed to get his van today...he was going to do financing from a local bank (the place he's getting it from is up by Branson West). They knew he was from out of town and said it was fine. So we drive the two hours up there and then spend literally 30 minutes looking for the bank because the guy from the car place gave us bad directions. We get in there, she tells us processing the stuff will take about 30 minutes so we should go get something to eat or something and she'll call Matt's phone when it's ready. About fifteen minutes later we get a phone call saying that she knows they said that they could work with him, but they can't because he's out of their jurisdiction. He DIDN'T get the van today, who knows when he will finally (I am so sick of those curvy roads, they make my head hurt), and we drove 2 hours there and back for nothing. GRR.

the only small plus side, on the way back we stopped at this little mom and pop pizza place and it was REALLY good. They were also super-nice to us, it improved all of our moods (Coni came with us too).

my throat hurts, I've got some kinda cough/virus and it's unpleasant. It's really annoying that it's started getting worse today (it's been on/off for the last two days or so, I thought I was almost done with it), because I don't have another day off until next Tuesday. Monday is going to be a lot of fun, school 9-3 and then work 3:30-7:45. Exciting stuff.

I'm in general just really tired and worn out all together, even though all I did was get my check and deposit it, go grocery shopping (and drop $20 on school supplies/uniform stuff *grumbles*), and then sit in a car for 4-5 hours. And be cranky, hah. I think I'm just going to go to bed soon.

2008-01-31T19:56:00.000-08:00

soooo let's start off with December fifteenth, when I had to get out of my apartment and since the weather was supposed to be all OH NOES and shizzle, we did it in a HUGE rush. As in, most of my stuff is still in garbage bags in my grandma's storage place, haha. Which I still need to get, but anyways.

I was going back and forth between staying with Matt and sleeping at my parents, and finding a job, and it just kind of sucked. We found a house we wanted (we being me/Chris/Coni/Josh) that was great, we were supposed to sign the papers on Friday, and the chick called us on Monday and said that she rented it out to somebody else. great. and then it didn't look like anything was going anywhere with moving in with my friends (love 'em to death, but they're not very good with money OR planning sometimes, to say the least), so I was kind of waffling about what to do, very confused, I really didn't want to move back in with my family - even though I know I would have been welcome to, I wouldn't have had a room or a whole lotta privacy and it would have sucked.

So after a lot of talking I just ended up moving in with Matt (and Jake), since I had been staying here like a week and a half or two weeks at that point and there hadn't been any issues.

There are a few things that REALLY bug me (Jake is a ridiculous slob sometimes, the apartment is prone to cockroaches) but I wouldn't change it for the world.

New Year's was uneventful and since then it's kinda been a lot of the same. I work at Target now, which is not so bad - the people are pretty nice and the work is easy. I've only had a few annoying customers, and eh, you get that at any job. I'm hoping that I pass the 90 day review or whatever and get to stay on because I *need* this job and they let me have my multicolored hair and it might be dorky but that makes me sooooo happy!

although, I really did want to laugh at "hey, so do ya have any balloons with ya? HA HA" "ummm no" "say how do you work this fancy card reader thingamajig?"

I MIGHT LOOK LIKE A CLOWN BUT YOU'RE A FREAKIN' IDIOT, ASSHOLE!

haha.

I start cosmetology school next week and I am SUPER excited. I know there's at least one girl there who I don't like at all, (the girl who liked to be an ass to me for no reason and also brought her STD test results to class bragging about how she was clean, mmm, classy!) but it seems like they're more open to "alternative" type styles - saw a girl with blue streaks, girl with pink chunks, apparently there's a girl with a head full of neon pink hair yay - so I won't stick out like a sore thumb. MSU Fashion Department, anyone?

Applying for food stamps is a pain in the ass. The actual process isn't so bad, but I need employment/income verification since I've only been at Target for a month and some, not two months yet. The caseworker tells me I can just have my manager write/sign/date a statement saying "Michelle works approximately 20 hrs/week at $7.00" etc. etc. I tell my manager (or, one of 'em anyways) this and he says it all has to come from home office, and gives me a number. Which goes to an annoying automated machine of course. Which redirects me to another number (apparently they outsource their verification jazz to some other company) and THAT number redirects me to a website, which won't recognize my PIN, so I have to call ANOTHER number. I finally get a real freakin' person on the phone and I'm like "well, I would really prefer to just do this myself online, but it won't recognize my PIN. So if you could reset it for me..." "Oh, no, we can't access any of your information. You have to call the food stamp office, give them our website or number, your employer code, and your SSN, and then THEY can use that information to verify it."

ARGHHHH.

It makes me want to go back and try a different manager or something. Also, it makes me wonder if the company gets some kind of tax hike or something for however many employees are on food stamps, 'cause this is effin ridiculous. And now I sound like my slightly paranoid/cynical father, BUT STILL.

we didn't have internet until today, and I've spent all day playing on it (before, it was either going to McD's for wifi, parking in a hotel parking lot, or sitting in one certain spot and not moving the laptop literally an inch or it would lose the crappy in and out wifi, mooched from our neighbors) so now my wrist hurts. I think I like parentheses too much, and I'm done writing now!

oh yeah, my hair is neon orange in the back now, with a few random chunks of pinky-red in between, and then purple in the front with a chunk of lime-green in the bangs. it works much better than it sounds like it would and I LOVE IT. I should have pictures in a few weeks when I have the cash for another digital camera (me and Matt are talking about splitting the cost of one).

2008-01-21T22:33:00.001-08:00

yeah so it turns out that the internet won't get turned on until the thirty first. so after that you can start expecting semi-regular updates!

2008-01-15T21:36:00.000-08:00

*insert image of zombie fist bursting through graveyard soil, which I could not find no google images. alas.*

yes, I am still alive, and at some point within the next week or so regular updates will resume. (gasp, shock, horror)

Michelle = does not has internet at the moment so is only getting to use it when she's parked at someplace with wifi or is stealing the neighbor's wifi hahaha. hence the longer than usual stop in posting. swear, uber-long post coming up within the next week, like I said.

2007-11-05T10:35:00.000-08:00

results of dr's visit = Michelle is hypoglycemic and needs to eat better

boy = massive asshole (whole story on this later, if I feel like it. it involves being ignored and apparently him messing around with his 'ex' girlfriend behind my back for a good two weeks or so now)

friends = greatly appreciated

groceries = now had (kind of. I only spent like $20 on them yesterday, but now I have some food. it was pretty sad, Sunday morning I ended up eating canned green beans for breakfast)

Michelle = tired and hoping next weekend will be better

2007-10-29T21:06:00.000-07:00

so...

since Thursday, I have applied at nine places (seven of those were today)

Sephora, Starbucks, Panera, some sampling business, some merchandising place, Best Buy, Kaldi's (local coffeehouse), Best Western, and another hotel that I forgot the name of.

I reeeeeally want the job at Sephora. that would be amazing and good experience to have and I bet it pays decent.

And I think a front desk job at a hotel would be convenient, since that's a 24 hour deal. Probably wouldn't be too hard to work around my college hours anyways, and I normally stay up pretty late so. Maybe I could manage to do all three...if I got the Sephora job and hotel job, I'd actually probably quit HT. It wouldn't be worth the hassle I think, and a few of the people there have been really rude to me.

Buuuuut Sephora and Starbucks both did the 'we're going to review applications and then call those people who match our criteria' line when I called back on my apps, so there's a decent chance I'll never hear from either of them. (Maybe Sephora. since I have a good sales/retail background.)

The last week and a half or so I have been having AWFUL mood swings. We're talking, I've burst into tears 3-4 times, I'll get either raging pissed off or extremely frustrated, and an hour or two later I'm FINE. And wondering what I was so upset about. It is supremely annoying, and then I get frustrated and upset because I am not in control of my emotions in the slightest, and that just makes things worse. I have a doctor's appointment on Wednesday and sadly enough, I'm almost happy about it (although if they can't figure out what it is it'll probably make me frustrated again). It can't be PMS, that feels different. I dunno. Hopefully something will get resolved.

yeah that's really all I got :P

2007-10-22T13:40:00.000-07:00

let's see how much Michelle can type in the seven minutes until she heads to religion class....

it is MISERABLE outside. I had an appointment for a tour at a local cosmetology school at 12:30 and almost walked outside without a jacket. cold and rainy and windy and eww.

the cosmetology school is really nice. I like their facilities and the lady I talked to was really nice.

I'm dating a guy, Jeff, it was a week yesterday, and we met a week before that...I really like him a lot. And he's nice, funny, pays for things, gets along with my friends...not to mention good looking (or as my lovely mother says "cute in a scroungy kind of way"...I wouldn't have used those words but whatever :P ).

Speaking of my lovely mother, somehow she got the idea his name was Jess. made for a funny incident Saturday haha.

I'm glad my IDS class is over. Now I don't have to be at class 'til 2 any given day.

There's lots of stupid drama going on at Hot Topic, and I'm trying desperately to find a second job. I'm going to go apply later today or tomorrow at the Starbucks that's right down the road from me. I didn't mind barista-ing, so long as my manager isn't a crazy ass that schedules me when I can't work.

I did apply at TeleTech, the place Jeff works, but after a 30 minute computer test and a 15 minute interview, I thought to mention my college schedule and the guy goes "oh...no, we can't work around that for training. Apply again at winter break and you'll probably have a job."

damn.

the same guy also told me that I talk like I'm from New York because I talk so fast. hahaha.

My hair is black and red now...pictures of it (and hopefully Jeff too) sometime this week.

I'm kind of in an awkward situation with some of my friends because I told them I would probably be moving back in December to Joplin and move in with them. I saw the house this weekend, and it IS a nice house - but it'd be five people in what is technically a 3 bedroom house in December, and then Josh is supposed to move in in May. I don't think I could handle that. Not to mention Chad and Chris are already at each others' throat.

Aside from the whole Michelle-needs-her-space, I think it would be too much of a pain to move again within six months. And I'm starting to actually make some friends here, and I'm probably jumping the gun but I hope Jeff's still around then and that would make spontaneous hanging out a little impossible. And the cosmetology schools here are nicer. but now I don't know how to break it to them that I don't want to move in with them.

Ok, apparently that's how much I can type in seven minutes. Off to religion class!

2007-09-28T01:00:00.000-07:00

I have no motivation to post because I don't think anyone reads this, but if I posted more, they'd read it...nasty vicious cycle. heh.

Woo hoo! I got an A- on my sewing and art tests, a B+ on my psych test, and I dunno how I did on my religion test yet, but I think I did well. I'll find out tomorrow.

gaaah my fashion industries class continues to make me want to rip my hair out. the teacher is obnoxious and so is her assistant (a senior student). The assistant was giving a presentation on Tuesday and is talking about the different kinds of trade publications - she proceeds to talk about consumer trade publications, like Vogue and Elle.

"And if you don't read these magazines cover to cover every time they come out, you are in the WRONG major. These should be your BIBLE!"

two slides later, she misspelled "you're".

hey lady...maybe you should stop reading Vogue so much and start reading the dictionary. because it's kind of pathetic when a COLLEGE SENIOR is making the same mistake I see sixteen year olds (who should also know better) on myspace making. GIVE ME A BREAK.

Then at the end of class she starts going on about how if we're making a bad grade in the class, we're pathetic and "should just drop out of college now, because this is the easiest class you'll EVER take".

Nice.

Umm. I had more but I forgot, I should probably go to bed, haha. This is all you guys get for now!

2007-09-11T21:03:00.000-07:00

GAHHHHHH.

classes today were rather rant inducing.

I had to get up WAY early for markup at HT - had to be there by eight, which put me at getting up at 6:45, which for crying out loud is earlier than I've been up in MONTHS. I couldn't sleep, so I didn't get to sleep 'til 2:30 or so, which is only about an hour or so later than I normally go to bed, but usually I'm waking up at like...ten or eleven, not six, haha.

I go to Psych class, and sat at the other side of the room because I wanted to sit by Carly, my friend from that class, but she got there late so I ended up talking to some random girl named Sarah, she was really nice. There were these people behind us who talked THE WHOLE FREAKIN' CLASS. I was tired and cranky and fighting to listen to the professor and not fall asleep anyways, and these idiots behind me are whispering about "so then I said and then she said and then he was like and I was like, aw hell no". I lean over to Sarah "...do the people behind you always talk this much?" "yeah. sometimes they're worse. it's pretty obnoxious." once class gets over, I'm like "holy crap. I wanted to turn around and say 'hey you know what guys, that's real cool and all, but I came to class for a reason and it was NOT to listen to you talk!' "...Sarah thought I should have hahaha.

Anyways. So I'm wanting to skip my fashion industry class and just go take a nap, but I don't. Even though I hate that class because almost all of the girls are bitches (also clones, seriously there are like...two haircuts throughout the entire class, and maybe four girls out of a hundred who don't have one of the two?), and it's completely stupid, the annoying teacher just ends up talking about 'how things are in the industry'. But I ignore my shoulder devil and go to class anyways.

Most of the class was a representative from the Buckle talking about how we should work there.

WTF MATE.

'cause I totally love the fact that I am PAYING to be advertised to. but that is not the end of my rant...at the beginning before he really got into it, he's like "I bet there's a lot of girls who work at retail here. Raise your hand if you work retail." Probably 10-15 girls in the class raise their hands, me included. He points at some random girl at the other side of the room, asks her who she works for, and kind of keeps pointing in general areas and has people shout out where they work. He gets to my side of the room, everyone shouts out where they work at, including me, he acknowledges the other girls but ignores me. Ok. I can deal, whatevs.

Then in the middle of the presentation, he's all "And a great thing in working at management in the Buckle is that we have a very boutique-like atmosphere, and the way management is set up, it's really very much like owning your own boutique. The difference though, is that our prices are better than boutiques because since we're a large company, we can get things for 10-15% cheaper than small businesses, so people will shop with us more."

Yeah okay. Your stunning people skills blew me over before, now you're talking about how you take customers from small businesses because you have the advantage since you're a large company. That TOTALLY makes me feel better about this whole, being advertised to in class thing.

I don't know. It just got on my nerves. I guess something like the Buckle would appeal to a lot of the girls, but shit, can't we at least do something that has some form of creativity instead of a big chain that just spits out the latest trends? I'd much rather listen to an actual boutique owner instead of that.

Then after he finishes, we had a presentation from a FACS teacher after that, about teaching and blah. And again, I'm probably just tired and cranky, but at some point she starts talking about how FACS is about the family unit and how people would be better off if problems were fixed beforehand...? thinking back, I'm not sure at all how she got on this topic, I was drifting in and out, but she was talking about how family units are dysfunctional more in modern times and rawr rawr rawr. and like I said, reading too much into it I'm sure, but talk like that makes me uncomfortable because it's usually the same people who're saying that unless it's the average suburban family with 2.5 kids, a white picket fence, and a stay at home soccer mom then it's an unhealthy dysfunctional family. And if I ever decide to have kids, it'll probably be NOTHING like that, not to mention that's usually the line of thinking that leads to homophobia.

I dunno. I'm cranky and frustrated and I honestly thought the whole pushing...what's the word I'm looking for? less strong and with less baggage than propaganda, but essentially that, would be done with high school. I hate hate hate it. Especially my fashion classes - I know what I want to do, but the thought of putting up with this CRAP makes me wonder if it's really necessary. urgh.

but anyways. Last Thursday I dyed Carly's hair. It turned out amazing if I do say so myself.

black on the underlayer and neon red on top. haha, I need to start charging. :P

2007-09-07T01:41:00.000-07:00

good girls write diaries, bad girls don't have time.

haha.

I dunno what to write though.

I really need a second job. I redyed my hair with mostly the same color scheme, but a different shade of green (because the other green did NOT want to stay in my hair).

it's astounding how well that picture turned out. go figure.

last Wednesday was AWFUL. I had some kind of 24 hour (or maybe 12 hour) stomach flu...around four o'clock, I randomly started feeling nauseous. I tried to suck it up and go to work at six anyways, but I kept dry heaving so after like fifteen minutes at work I ended up going home. Literally got home, ran in the door to the bathroom, and started hurling. I puked like...six times? between 6:30 and 10 or so. I was pretty freaked out and felt like crap. Ended up sleeping 'til three the next day. (because THAT, my friends, is how I solve problems)

I don't really like college.
blah.
and I've kind of been thinking, you know, everyone keeps asking me where I got my hair done at...I just did a girl's (Carly, I met her in my Intro to Religion class, really nice girl) hair tonight actually, it turned out AMAZING, if I do say so myself. I dunno. I think working with hair and getting paid for it would be pretty freakin' awesome.

dunno what I'm doing tomorrow or this weekend...I only work one four hour shift this week(re: Mishee needs a second job), and it's on Saturday, I'm probably heading back to Joplin to hang with my friends for Saturday night and going to say hi to my family on Sunday.

Uhhh yeah. See. That's really all I can think of.

2007-08-21T20:52:00.000-07:00

before I forget, new hair:

the part where it's light pink in the photos is now a magenta/hot pink type color. my favorite reaction so far? when I stopped at the BIGALA table (on Sunday at the fair/expo thing) to say hi to a friend and the guy behind the table goes "I just LOVE your hair. All the colors are so bright. And the orange eyeshadow sets it off PERFECTLY....and I totally realize that is the gayest thing I've said all day."

haha.

aside from that, after two days of college and experiencing all my classes....

it's not as bad as I thought it would be, but not as good as everyone else made it out to be. at least, so far.

I didn't meet anyone yesterday and I was just kind of blah on the whole thing. IDS is going to be a boring class that I just need to get out of the way, but at least the dude teaching it is nice. Intro to Religion is going to be interesting, and the CTM class will be all right. the teacher is this very sweet old lady. and some of the girls are nice, some seem a little standoffish/snobby.

today was much better. I went and got a parking permit, and then headed to Intro to Psych. Somehow, I totally missed the building, so I stood off to the side of the sidewalk, digging in my bag (which btw, messenger bag? BAD IDEA. ow, my poor poor shoulder) trying to find a map, and I hear someone go "hey, you should go to the punk show on Friday!" I turn around and there's a dude with a Reel Big Fish shirt handing me a mini-flyer, I glanced at it after I took it and was like "yeah, I already am, but uh, can you tell me where Hall is at?" so he gave me directions and I thanked him and ran off that way. Psych is a pretty big class, but I think it should be interesting. So long as the prof doesn't already hate me, my phone went off in class (Jessica, even though I just got off the phone with her like an hour before that because I HAD TO GO TO CLASS...sigh). And when I went to talk to her right after class (somehow, I ended up with the eighth edition of the textbook, instead of the seventh, go figure) the first thing she said was "Nice hair...and you are?". Hopefully that wasn't in a sarcastic way. heh.

After Psych was another Fashion class, except this one isn't a lab, it's an industry/etc. type class. looks interesting, and there's a nice girl in there named Heather I started talking to. she might be switching out of it though since she switched to an anthropology major over the summer. I hope not because I don't exactly fit in in my fashion classes, hahaha.

theeeen that class got out early, so I went and got some pizza because I was STARVING. Then I went to 2-d Design. It looks...bleh, not exactly fascinating but not too bad. the teacher seems nice.

although, I'm kind of annoyed, because between that class and my fashion sewing class, I'll probably have to spend $100 on supplies. And I just got done doing the "yay no more education-money spending for me! I'm relatively financially stable now!"

HAHAHA NO.

Anyways, I get out of Art and walk outside, and run into the guy from earlier, except he has a friend with him. We stopped and talked for a while, and this chick walked by with a Flogging Molly shirt on, so they're like "hey! you should come to this! and bring your friends!" "well, I might come, but I don't have any friends." me: "well now we're your friends!" Megan (for that was the girl's name): "yay! I keep trying to be friendly to people, I'm like, 'hi my name is Megan, what's your major?' and they aren't being very friendly back...it makes me sad" me: "yeah, well, at least you can DO that to people, if I did that to people they'd run the other direction!"

haha. and then Alicia walks up and is like "Hey! I know her!". small world, eh?

yesterday was mostly uneventful, lots of working at HT, and then today was also boring. oh well what can ya do? I feel kinda crappy and I'm not sure why, but my throat is killing me! blah. no classes 'til Monday though :D

2007-08-14T17:31:00.000-07:00

haha.

2007-08-09T00:22:00.000-07:00

remember that meme a while ago, where I said one day I'd have a mohawk?

more later...I probably won't even have internet access (that isn't slower than molasses until Saturday, starting tomorrow morning. I have a busy but fun few days ahead of me. :) and I'm sure you'll all hear about it on Sunday!

2007-08-05T15:22:00.000-07:00

so no wonder Alicia's parents don't like me. I crawl out of bed rather late, knowing that Alicia had come back, and stagger by the bathroom to say hi. I thought it was just Alicia, imagine my shock when I see Amy "Holy shit! there's two of 'em!........andddd your mom". all in my bathroom.

whoops. >_<

so we went to the zoo last week, and the sun faded my hair to CRAP. I redyed it and this is the result:

I now have literally at least one shade of every color of the rainbow on my head. :D

I got that blue (the one on the majority of my head) by mixing some dye up that was roughly half fishbowl, a quarter SPLAT dye, and a quarter Blue Haired Freak. It's doing great so far - a nice bright blue, not the dark turquoise I was going for, but it works! It's not fading yet either.

I spent Thursday night up in Joplin. It was fun. I never thought I'd be counting down the days for classes to start - but I have nothingggggg to do!

I had two funny things happen at work last night though - one, I was greeting people, and I asked a group of maybe 2-3 girls how they were doing, I guess they didn't look at me until they replied, because the girl was kind of like "oh, I'm fine, how are...OH MY GOD I LOVE YOUR HAIR!!". I don't think I've ever had anyone yell quite like that.

the other thing was sooooooo cute I just about died. I could hear this baby crying and the sound of that drives me insane, so I thought I'd wander over there to see what was making him cry...he was, I think his mom said, fifteen months old, and as soon as I stuck my head around the corner to see why he was crying, he IMMEDIATELY stopped crying and started smiling at me and giggling. so I stood there and talked to him for a bit, just 'cause he was sooooo adorable. he did the same thing about twenty minutes later when he was crying at the register. his mom was like "I'm just gonna leave him by you next time I come in here!". haha.

and someone said I look like Rainbow Brite, I keep getting that and it makes me happy every time!!

there's a skating party from like, 8:00 to 9:30 I think for HT employees...I'm dorky excited. it's almost like having friends. hahaha.

but yeah, I think I'm done here. I'm going to go eat lunch and then attempt to make our apartment smell nice and be at least semi-clean.

2007-08-01T00:42:00.000-07:00

pictures from Saturday:

(this is my new hair. I swear it doesn't look as washed out in person as it does in this picture. I'll have more pictures up tomorrow or later but I'm just too tired right now)

oh hell. I'm waiting for a CD to rip so I might as well post some more pictures of my hair:

I really like it...except that the turquoise is already fading. WTF? I don't know. I certainly don't have the money for more hair dye. so I'll probably keep redying it turquoise 'til I run out of that...and then maybe do purple purple where the turquoise is, instead of the fuchsia it was before. because I have almost an entire bottle of pimpin purple left...and while I LOVE the neon of atomic pink and napalm orange by my face...I don't have the money to buy a whole bottle of atomic pink, and I think the darker colors look better on me. I think there's something with my hair and SFX dyes that makes it lighter on my hair than on others...because it seems like nothing takes on my hair as dark as it is on everyone elses. even atomic pink, which was like, a BLINDING dark pink on Coni (more pictures later, as I said) is a bright much lighter pink on my chunks. But even though it's lighter...it stays in there FOREVER...when I bleached my hair out, the only color that was left was an iridescent purpley-blue on the ends. which was the blue haired freak from over a month ago, that was hiding under the dark blue dye. waiting. watching. haha. but yeah. irritating!

as I said...much more, including rants and rambles, to come later, when I'm not quite so lazy about the typing, but now, bed!

2007-07-26T17:46:00.000-07:00

so. now that I can watch movie trailers online...

I Know Who Killed Me looks pretty decent. Stardust looks AMAZING, as does the Golden Compass. (I have to wait 'til DECEMBER! argh!!) Especially since, at least from the teaser, they aren't doing any of this "we've got to cut religion out of the story to keep it non-controversial" crap.

2007-07-24T15:20:00.000-07:00

haha, I'm going through my stuff and I keep finding old OLD journals and notes and everything else. Man, I'm such a pack rat. I had to laugh because I found this journal entry in my 2nd grade journal(complete with spelling and grammatical errors!):

Feb. 6th 1997

If I could change the world, I would....

give homes to the homless people. There would be no viruses or diseases. The poor people would be rich and would have food. Rocks would be candy and grass would be icing. Light posts would be candy canes and pencils would be chcolate cake with icing. Dirt would be sugar and sand would be candy hearts. Chalk would be mint and paper would be chcolate Taste Tatoins.

...ah, I was such a cute little idealist. WTF is a Taste Tatoin?

2007-07-23T13:22:00.000-07:00

So I wake up (after a marathon of Harry Potter - more on that later) and I'm like "Hmm. Pancakes sound good. I'm making PANCAKES!" and I even asked Alicia (who is still in bed, the layabout) if she wanted any. La la la, make pancake mix, grease the pan, and the first two fall apart HORRIBLY. (I don't know why)

Screw this. I'm making POPTARTS!

But yeah. Friday was really up and down. I went in for a second interview at Hot Topic and later found out I got the job, wooooooo-hooooo! And after the interview I was hanging out around the mall some with Steven, this guy I met at orientation. I hope he doesn't get any ideas...he's nice enough, but I always have issues with being able to tell if people are just being friendly or if they're interested, and I'm not interested. In some really, really weird way (dunno if it's because they both look kind of alike - long dark hair, tall skinny guys, or something about his mannerisms) he reminds me of Spencer (that'd be my ex-boyfriend, for those of us just tuning in. my whiny, bipolar ex-boyfriend that I can be friends with but why god did I date him). And...yeah. weiiiiiiird. I also got in a fender-bender, which sucked so hard. It was later that night...I'd stopped at a stop-light, and looked over my left shoulder to see who was in that lane, and I don't know if my foot slipped off the brakes or what, but I rolled forward about 3 ft and tapped the van in front of me. We both pull off in a parking lot, and the ladies (who were really very nice considering), were like "Oh, we're so sorry, we wouldn't call this in, but this is the school van so we have to file an accident report."

CRAP.

Their van had like...seriously...one small scratch on it. Blah. We (being me, Jess, and Kelton) ended up walking around downtown for an hour or two, and it was awesome. It's nice living someplace with a real downtown now. I was kind of trying to get the other two to shut up, they sounded like tourists or something - "WOW! LOOK AT ALL THESE PEOPLE!" over and over again. I think it's funny, seeing as how Jessica was the one that was supposedly moving to San Diego a while ago...riiiiight...

Saturday kind of sucked too, except for eating lunch with Heath at Olive Garden. I was later than I intended to be to the show that night, and I didn't end up staying long enough for it to be worth the five dollars, plus a few people showed up that I really don't like. So I was like 'screw this, I'm just going home'. I did get to see my siblingly and familial types though. It's weird, I miss our dogs more than I thought I would. I picked up the seventh HP book at Target, since Amazon.com are all lying scumbags. Delivered on the day of release, my ass. I better get my money back.

Yesterday was much, much better. I woke up and went to my first day of work, which was more training than anything else and didn't involve actually getting to help customers at all. Oh well. I think it'll be a fun enough job, my next day is Wednesday, then Saturday - which sucks, because I'm scheduled 4-8 and I was supposed to help Mr. T out with the book signing. I'll be in Joplin Saturday anyways, because Coni and I are having a hair dying party (oh yeah, Steven too, he's doing neon green streaks, Coni's redoing hot pink, and I'm doing Fishbowl by SFX - so it'll be a lighter brighter turquoise blue instead of the darker blue I have now), so I'm going to pick her up Friday afternoon and then she'll spend the night, and then I'll take her home the next morning, and probably get to be at the signing for about an hour.

Which, speaking of the signing, YOU SHOULD ALL GO. I mean, how amazing would it be to meet me in the flesh. Oh yeah, and there's this book thing that you can buy also.

haha.

Anyways, after work, I came home around one and started reading Deathly Hallows. Read until about five when Heath showed up with a futon and a desk (now my sewing machine table!) that he oh-so-nicely gave me. We got it all carried up, and then we went to the mall (he wanted to buy an iPhone), I ended up getting two pairs of clearance shoes with my discount, and then we drove around some...ate at Nonna's, which is sooooo gooooood, as I've mentioned before. Went back to the apartment and he helped me get the futon and sewing machine table all set up, I made quite a bit of progress on the bits of my room that had, until then, remained stubbornly in boxes. Turns out, even with the hangers I ganked from home, and then ten pack I bought, I still need more. And I should probably get a little shelf-organizer thing for my sewing machine desk. And a stool for it. But most of that is probably going to have to wait a while. Except for the hangers, because I need my clothes hung up.

Heath left around 10:30, after some you-tubing (I LOVE OUR WIFI, even if it crapped out a few times) and some help with the hanging of posters and etc. as well. I read HP straight until about 2:30 when I finished it and then I went to bed (and had really, really weird dreams). I was...I dunno. it's weird that it's all over. I've been reading Harry Potter since I was like, 11-12. But I'm satisfied with the ending.

and then a few hours ago I woke up and here we are! good story I know.

And Alicia's still in bed. I should get a little squirt-water bottle for occasions like this.

Oh wait, she just rose and shone. Never mind. But I might get a squirt-bottle anyways. Just in case.

2007-07-18T00:41:00.000-07:00

so I'm doing the meme now, that I was tagged for like...a little over two weeks ago by Mr. T and then again by Lydia. whoops. let's see, eight random things about me...

1. when I was two, I had about a month-long period where I did a TON of dumb things. my mom says that if this period would have came about before she was already pregnant with Ashley, I probably wouldn't have any siblings haha. two of these things were shoving raisins up my nose and dropping a porcelain duck on my foot (which I had to go to the hospital for and still have the scar today). there were others, my parents and I were just talking about this the other day, but I forgot.
2. I would love to be in a band someday and do vocals (or bass, if I ever get around to learning to play it). Mr. T's comment about the Brainwashed Disciples made me think that that's actually a good band name, haha.
3. I haven't showered or put on real clothes yet. yaaaaay sleeping in.
4. Aliens freak me out hardcore.
5. So do mannequins. Jesse joked once about putting a mannequin in my bed while I was sleeping, or in the back of my car so that I'd look up while driving and see it. I think if he actually went through with either of these things there's a good chance I'd pee my pants.
6. I think I have a thing for vigilante movies. Serenity, Fight Club, V for Vendetta, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...
7. Someday, I WILL have a mohawk.
8. I sleep with seven stuffed animals of various size, shape, and color, including a giant carebear.

I tag Casey! since he's the only blogger that reads this that hasn't already done it.

2007-07-17T07:16:00.000-07:00

yayyyy I remembered my blogger password without having to have an email sent. sweet action.

I have a window in my room. this is something that has never happened before. and HOLY CRAP I did not know the sun was THAT bright at eight in the morning. ouch. I couldn't sleep last night so I didn't get to sleep until around 2:30 and then I woke up because of the aforementioned brightness...then my mom called and woke me up for good. sigh.

Last night I had painted our shower curtain (pictures later, it was plain pink, now it's pink splattered with black fabric paint, looks freakin' sweet)...I tried to go to sleep around one but since I just couldn't manage it, I get up and wander to the kitchen where Alicia is still washing dishes. I sit down on the kitchen floor without saying anything and start picking at the fabric paint that got on it earlier...she turns around and goes "you know, it's a good thing we're living with each other and not anyone else, because anyone else would probably turn either of us in right now." haha...

I have an interview at Hot Topic today, heck yes! I'm excited. I hope I get the job. if not, there's at least one other place in the mall that I'm going to apply at.

I had the absolute CUTEST thing happen the other day(last...Thursday) though. I seriously almost died. I was in the food court talking to some friends, with Coni (she has hot pink hair), and this lady walks up to us with her little girl like...hiding behind her. She goes "Can I talk to you girls for a second?" and we're like "uh...okay" thinking she's going to chew us out or something...she pulls us aside and goes "My daughter is EXTREMELY shy, she wanted me to tell you that she loves you ladies' hair. But she thinks anyone with hair as cool as yours' must be a rock star, so she wanted me to get your autograph for her."

IT WAS ADORABLE. So we signed a little notebook for the little girl and we were talking to the lady, she said that she was really big on being your own person and that her daughter had seen pictures of her when she was younger with funky-colored hair, she thought the 'star' thing was because she used to work for a drama company and there was a guy with bright blue liberty spikes, and that was how her daughter got the idea. So freakin' cute. (and what a cool mom! seriously!)

hmmm yeah. back to trying to find a comb so I can shower, and sticky-taking up posters. it's kind of funny, actually...something I never realized until today is that out of all my decor (hah, by which I mean posters and the like), I only paid for 2 of them and those are both movie posters. seven or eight of them are my artwork, one or two is Seaira's artwork, one of them I found by the dumpster one night after work (it's perfectly clean, it was a halloween promo poster from like gamestop or something), two came with cds, and the rest are ripped or cut out of magazines or newspapers (or calvin and hobbes comics that I printed off and cut out). interesting...

2007-07-11T13:10:00.000-07:00

yes, I know, shocking! a post!

I'm not sure why it's been so long, I know at least part of it is because a while ago our modem stopped working for a week and I was using my laptop, which didn't have my password on it for blogger (since I am a dork, and mostly depend on my computer knowing the passwords to my accounts to get in to them).

Last Thursday and Friday was SOAR, my orientation for MSU...it was alright. I was expecting the worst after hearing Alicia's stories, and maybe it was just because she was with the socially-retarded honors students (haha, just kidding!) or something, but I met quite a few people. I got the myspace of a few. My schedule...I'm not sure if I'm going to mess with it or not. On Monday, I'm in class from like, one to eight, Tuesday and Thursday, 2-8 or thereabouts, and Wednesday from like...1-4 or something. I have Fridays off (which is definitely something I want to keep). My schedule doesn't leave a whole lotta room open for a job, but it (my schedule, that is) would kind of suck anyways because I have to take a class from 4-8 for my major on Monday, and Tuesday and Thursday had the only Art 100 class left...so at least they're all lumped together instead of spread out throughout the day. I might see if I can scooch the Wednesday classes up some to make them earlier and have more of the afternoon free for work. I got a tip from someone about a coffee-house that wouldn't have a problem with blue hair (oh yes, more on the hair later), and another shop or two I can apply at. I'll probably call Heath later for more ideas, even if I'm getting reaaaaally sick of filling out applications...

I had a damn good weekend. Alex made an impromptu trip up here, getting here Thursday night and going home Monday morning. It was a lot of fun - Friday, they(being Alicia, Levi, and Alex) met me in Springfield after my orientation got over, and we ran around. Also got pizza that really, really sucked. It was probably just the style of pizza (St. Louis style?) but seriously...it was like cheese on crackers. ew. very thin brittle crust and hardly any sauce or cheese. Anyways...after the pizza, Alicia and Levi headed home, and me and Alex dawdled around a bit, went into this shop with hand-made incense and candles (and a very fluffy, very cute dog) and I got some stuff to smellify our apartment when we finally move in (on Sunday...ouch! *needs to start packing in a serious, serious fashion...as the madre keeps telling me). Speaking of which, I'm kind of pissed because our corner apartment that we were supposed to have was given to someone else. Even though we'd put a deposit on it. Why? probably because our move date was down a FULL TWO WEEKS later than we told her it would be (August 1st instead of July 15th). I don't know if our apartment lady (uhm...real estate agent?) is just a doofus or what, maybe it was just an honest mistake.

Anyways...Saturday we went to the creek with Jesse and Jerome, and it was a lot of fun. I didn't even get sunburned! (which is pretty amazing if I say so myself) and the drunken canoe-goers were HILARIOUS. Except that I kept being referred to as the 'girl with purple hair' by...floater-by, when it is very clearly blue. Sunday we just kind of hung out and I had my going away party at Journey's, which turned out to just be me, Amy, Stacy, and Heath watching Goonies and eating cake and popcorn. We stayed up late at the hotel watching movies (John Tucker Must Die and The Departed). JTMD was alright, funny but kind of dumb. although I wasn't really expecting intelligent comedy or anything. The Departed....oh my. SO LONG. It finally got over at almost three, and I was disappointed with the ending. Like, it was an okay movie, but I wouldn't have stayed up if I'd known everyone

(spoiler)

DIEEEEEED. Sheesh. And then Monday I had to get home early.

More on the hair: I dyed it...it was supposed to be streaked, it turned out to be most of the front half of my head. First it was a fuchsia color, then it faded to a hot pink...and then after my last day at Journey's I went to go do it blue, and tried to bleach it out...the pink didn't wanna bleach! It was still hot pink afterwards (although a lighter hot pink - it reminded me of pink lemonade with the bleach-blonde). I redyed it and I don't know if I just had bad luck with the dye (that I left on for THREE HOURS) or what, but it was a really REALLY light blue...it looked like cotton candy. Totally not what I wanted. I saw someone at the Cinna show who had dark blue hair and I asked her what she used (which turned out to be just this stuff called Splat from Walgreens) and used that...and voila, blue hair! (with purple on the side-bits) I think I'm going to finish using the bottle of dye to touch it up, and then redo it with a combination of Blue Mayhem (a bright neon blue, instead of a darker blue) and Fishbowl (a really bright turquoise). Of course, this assumes I'd have the money for that. *sigh* I'm getting it trimmed later today, finally. it's getting too long to spike up without looking like einstein.

Last night we went to go see HP at midnight...it was pretty cool. I wasn't actually that impressed with the movie itself - they left a LOT of stuff out, the visit with Neville's parents in the hospital(which would have made me cry like a baby), the interview with Rita and the Quibbler, and the double-way mirror with Sirius (I'm pretty sure they might have screwed themselves over on that one, because I think JKR either said or heavily implied that the mirror will be of some level of importance in book seven), quidditch - but it was a fun experience. I went with Coni, her boyfriend, Zach, and Zach's brother (who is OBNOXIOUS. I don't see how they can be related, because Zach is a nice guy and his brother is just like, an obnoxious twit). Spent roughly two hours in the movie theatre just SITTING. haha, and I saw Mr. Withers there!! I'm surprised he recognized me, honestly. I wish he had a blog or something to keep in touch with him with, he was one of my favorite teachers.

After the movie we went to Denny's, which was all good fun (and believe it or not, we saw a good three people we know, at 3:30 in the morning at Denny's...and we met this incredibly incredibly drunk dude who was a laugh riot). And then I came home, set my alarm to wake me up at noon...fell asleep and had weird restless dreams. I woke up and went to grab my cell phone to see what time it was, but it wasn't where I left it...I'm like "oh noooo, it's like one, and I'm going to be so late for my haircut! ack!"...yeah...it wasn't even 11 yet. whoops.

2007-06-10T22:15:00.000-07:00

So, I have decided that a. this is the Purse From Hell, it used to live in hell, until I gave it form, and now it just haunts me, and b. once I finish the Purse From Hell, I think I will have a sewing day or two for ME, before I start working on etsy things. I NEED a sewing day for me! I have let's see...still have the X-Ray Spex shirt, a pink shirt I'm going to remake/stencil, some hot pink jeans to peg, the pirates of the blood drive shirt from a while ago, probably another shirt from a while ago, a zebra print skirt to make (that will be COOL - all I need is for the grommet tape and etc. that I ordered to come in the mail), and now, a dress(out of an XXL men's t-shirt I got on sale today). See, I got these aweeeesome boots:

and they also came with the holy grail of samples:

of which my dad totally missed the point on - I was talking to him about how much free stuff the seller(it was a store) included, and he looks at it, and goes "man, what a weirdo".

Ok dad. Point is here, you are here. NOT THE SAME PLACE.

anyways, I looooove them, but they don't look very good with jeans. Much better with skirts. and I don't own very many skirts I wear willingly. My solution? Obviously, Michelle needs more cool skirts and dresses. Which means Michelle is going to be making some! Which goes back to the aforementioned sewing day.

Also, I still need to actually clean everything, and get all that crap to goodwill.

I ordered the hair dye on Friday! I'm doing my bangs, the side bits, and some random streaks/chunks on top. I might do some color in the back, but I haven't decided yet. It's going to be a mix of this color and this color. I LOVE the color that Virgin Rose is, before it fades to a hot pink (not that, y'know, I have any issues with hot pink either), so I'm going to do about a 3:1 ratio of that and Pimpin' Purple, in hopes of keeping it magenta a little longer. Either way, it should last ages, and hopefully will look kickass. *excited* I'll post pictures...and hopefully, very soon after the sewing day and the hair color, I will have a photo shoot with Aliciakins. yay!

2007-06-06T23:45:00.000-07:00

my little brother is amazing. haha. earlier, we went to the post office and then to Hardee's to use the wifi, the entire way there, we're talking and stuff. He's listening to my music and starts randomly pumping his fists, except he's holding up peace signs, and then he stops and goes, "oh, I guess I shouldn't do that, I should do THIS" *he makes the rock symbol thing with his hands and starts pumping them again* "since you listen to punk rock and not hippie rock." Then later he randomly tells me he really wants liberty spikes and asks if I can do them for him, he said he wanted to do them on the first day of school next year. And he starts asking me where ska came from. Then he was talking about how he was going to cut up a band hoodie so that he could wear it year-round instead of just in winter. He randomly starts talking about how Jack Black makes him laugh, somewhere in there.

ahahaha!

I'm proud of myself. So far, I'm actually sticking to my goals. I'm ALMOST done with the purse, I listed the things on the destash blog and sold all but one of them already, hopefully, I will finish the purse tomorrow and then do my X-Ray Spex shirt, after that, comes the jacket and clothes for my etsy store. I'm doing...not so much a rehaul, but I think from now on, I'm probably going to be making things *I* like instead of just random ideas. Maybe that will make it easier to stay motivated. I'm even ripping up some jeans right now for a rag rug(that's not the whole idea, just part of it) to list. My dad's face was priceless, he walks in as I'm cutting the top from the bottom (separating the legs of the jeans from the rest of the jeans), and is giving me this look like...I dunno...like I'm peeing in the holy grail or something. I'm like "they're my jeans!" "yeah but they aren't jeans any more" "that's because I'm cutting them, silly".

2007-06-03T23:28:00.000-07:00

ohh yeah, I have a blog don't I? haha.

Uhmm...events to blog about. I got in a car wreck last Wednesday, it sucked hardcore and my neck is still a little stiff because of it. We need a new car now. Maybe my mom and I should never ride together in a car again....

I *just* finished ripping all of my CDs on to my computer...you know...the ones I bought like 3 months ago. heh, and now I have some 3 or so comps from Hastings that I haven't ripped yet. AND at some point I need to start putting all of this on to my laptop. Maybe then I can burn a mix cd without putting fifty in our cd-drive, since something about the drivers are all messed up.

This guy came in yesterday Journey's that was HILARIOUS. He walked in the store and immediately starts singing at the top of his lungs. Very, very loudly. And his friend was obviously embarrassed by this - "yeah, he's a singer". Singing guy (by the name of Mathew) was telling Amy how his 'indie-alternative' band has signed to a record label. He was also flirting with me hardcore. It was pretty funny, I laughed.

I went by Shake's today to get my check and ask when I worked this week - there's like three managers there, and one of them had told me that I worked 5-10 yesterday. But I wasn't on the schedule for this week at all. So, Mary tells me that I can call Amy tomorrow and get that sorted out, and asked when I was moving again - I told her that the last week I should be on the schedule would probably be the last week in June or the first week in July. After this I leave, go run some other errands, and then go to the mall to talk to Amy about something, and I get a phone call. It's Mary, and she's like "well, if you don't have a problem with it, we're just not going to put you back on the schedule since you're leaving so soon and it's hardly worth the trouble."

haha, I got let go! Oh well. Now I have real incentive to start working on my etsy shop. At the very least, I have one plain jacket that just needs stencilled on, one jacket that needs dyed and then stencilled on, and some destashing of yarn to do. That should all be relatively painless to list. And then dig through all of my thrifted clothes I have laying around and start working on those too. And at some point, I need to bag up a ton of stuff and send it off to goodwill. AND properly clean my room, since it'll probably be a pain to move everything if it's all messy. blah. So, my to-do list for this week:

~~-list destash yarn, whether on etsy or the destash blog, whatever~~
-list jacket
-finish x-ray spex shirt, for me
-finish rainbow messenger bag that is taking FOR FREAKING EVER, special order
-get extra crap to goodwill.

Maybe if I have a list that'll make it easier to get it all done. baby steps...

2007-05-26T14:00:00.000-07:00

POTC 3 was AWESOME! Even if me and Lydia were the only ones that dressed up because Jesse, James, and Jerome wussed out on us. Jerks. haha, but we had a lot of fun and then we went to go eat CiCi's.

I went to work...work was uneventful...rawr rawr rawr...and then after work I was headed out to go hang out with Jesse and company again. The original plan was that we were going to all meet at Jesse's house and just hang out, videogames and stuff, and everyone spend the night. Jesse's mom said though that if I spent the night, everyone had to stay up all night (which I don't really understand, personally, but hey whatever), so the modified plan was for me to stay until one or so and then just head home. Well, I call them, and they're at a graveyard somewhere, want me to meet them there. So I head that way (it was out in the middle of NOWHERE - Peachtree something off Schifferdecker road), and I get there, and they had got Jerome's truck stuck. I guess there was a road in the cemetery and it lead to a break in the fence, which looked like it went back to the main road - nope! just a ditch. They try various things to get Jerome's truck out, and all the meanwhile we're having cars driving past - most of them slow down like they're going to help and then just speed back up. A cop shows up, or more accurately someone from the CJ Fire Department, and of course, right after that we have 3 people stop and ask if we need help. hah. So the dude proceeds to tell us how they were trespassing on private property, and they're going to get charged with property damage, and he has to call in state and county officials, blah blah blah. The county guy shows up, and all they(county + CJFD dude) do is just sit there and basically tell us that they can't do anything until state gets there. The state guy gets there, looks at the whole thing, listens to Jesse's story, starts laughing, says "Ok, let's get this out of here, I don't want to be here all night." Zach shows up in his truck, gets stuck trying to get Jerome unstuck, and then they finally call a tow dude, and then Jerome's dad (ouch, his parents are a wee bit crazy), and they both show up around the same time. Takes the tow dude like 10 minutes to get Jerome's truck out, and then they're all waiting on Zach's dad, and at this point I decide to just head home (at very close to midnight) because Jerome's parents hate me anyways.

arrgh. Longer story of the "I hate people" comment yesterday:

I said I'd hang out with Jessica and some of her friends, because it'd probably be the last time I'd see Jake for a long long time, if ever. So we're at her house and people start showing up, and I swear to god, every single person said something rude to me. First it was that I looked like a watermelon (pink and green shoes, green and pink shirt, and jeans), then it was that when I'm not wearing too much color, I'm wearing all black ("No I don't, I never wear all black, I don't even own a pair of black shoes" "yes you do!") and I look like a goth emo kid. Then it was vegetarian jokes, then it was jokes about my birthday party, and just on and on and on. Like, I can handle a few jokes, but when it's six people laughing at my expense at once, and nobody's making snide jokes about anyone else...yeah. The icing on the cake was when I went to leave and I gave Joe a hug, Jake goes "What? You're leaving?" "Uh, yeah, I just SAID that." "Well, sorry, I don't pay attention to anything the veggie says unless Jessica gets my attention first!" uh huh...

and the same person is complaining about how her boyfriend is messed up because he doesn't want to spend every day with her. They've been dating two months!! ok, I'd be annoyed if I went over to my boyfriend's house and he played World of Warcraft for five hours straight, but for crying out loud, he's working a crappy factory job for like, eight hours a day, so if he doesn't want to party or whatever, then you know? She's suffocating him.

I feel kind of bad because I had made up my mind that I was going to be all angry next time she called, but it's really hard to be angry at someone who's crying over their boyfriend. Bah!

2007-05-24T22:26:00.000-07:00

ARGH, I am so sick of people around here. I can't wait to move.

Annoyance/anger aside, POTC 3 is tomorrow - and I am EXCITED YAY. Outfit all ready to go and everything - just need to grab some stuff to change into, since I didn't want to wear high-heeled boots all night at work. I was just going to change into some black converse, but I figured that would probably just make me look like some kind of freaky hippy. hence, the full change of clothes.

I think as far as the job stuff goes, as much as I hate Shake's, I'm going to stay there and only work a few days a week. hopefully not with the crazy bitch girl. and try and focus on my etsy store too. Anddd, starting at the very end of May, I am going to try VERY hard to not spend money on ANYTHING that isn't essential. (so basically, all I'll spend money on is gas haha) For the entire month of June (and probably until I move). I dunno how well I'll rise to the challenge, but I'm going to try dangit!

2007-05-23T14:36:00.000-07:00

So with some of my graduation money (mostly, the refund from the camera), I kind of went on a book buying spree. Sort of. Maybe.

The Starving Artist's Way, Fruits and Fresh Fruits (the mentioned way before Japanese street fashion books - they JUST got here and I literally squealed a little bit), Crochet Couture, a book about Egyptian Mythology, a book by Diane Sylvan, and Sniffin Glue (a book on punk that also has the collected reprinted zine issues by the same name).

My goal now is to spend as little money as possible until I move, since I'm quitting Shake's (hopefully today), and might not get another job - I think I might just try focusing on my etsy store and flea-marketing/garage-saling for random stuff to resale on eBay. See how that goes.

Anyways I'm almost late for a Pac Sun interview so yeah

2007-05-22T22:55:00.000-07:00

Joss Whedon is awesome. we need more people like him.

and I've been reading the story of Gwen Arujo and Teena Brandon...soooo depressing. blah.

2007-05-21T10:46:00.000-07:00

Oh yeah, I can't believe I forgot to post this earlier:

#1 - this page is HILARIOUS. I love the radioactive ooze one.

#2 - Jerry Falwell died sometime last week, I think it was. (so busy with graduation I forget the exact day). And, I'm not sad. I'm not going to say I'm dancing circles or anything, but...come on:

If you're not a born-again Christian, you're a failure as a human being.

And, I know that I'll hear from them for this. But, throwing God out successfully with the help of the federal court system, throwing God out of the public square, out of the schools. The abortionists have got to bear some burden for this because God will not be mocked. And when we destroy 40 million little innocent babies, we make God mad. I really believe that the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and the lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way -- all of them who have tried to secularize America -- I point the finger in their face and say, "You helped this happen."
(about 9/11)

AIDS is not just God's punishment for homosexuals; it is God's punishment for the society that tolerates homosexuals.

The idea that religion and politics don't mix was invented by the Devil to keep Christians from running their own country.

Christians, like slaves and soldiers, ask no questions.

It appears that America's anti-Biblical feminist movement is at last dying, thank God, and is possibly being replaced by a Christ-centered men's movement which may become the foundation for a desperately needed national spiritual awakening.

The Bible is the inerrant ... word of the living God. It is absolutely infallible,without error in all matters pertaining to faith and practice, as well as in areas such as geography, science, history, etc.

The ACLU is to Christians what the American Nazi party is to Jews.

someone who would probably just as soon have me burned at the stake as have me be stuck in the kitchen with no rights at all...nope, sorry. I can't mourn for him. And honestly, I think it's kind of scary that anyone would. (let alone the president)

yup...fun day at Springfield planned...if I get up off my butt and go shower and stuff now. haha. so I'm out.

(if the fonts are all screwy, whoops. copying and pasting does that)

2007-05-20T20:19:00.000-07:00

yeeeaah...

I set up an interview at Pac Sun for Wednesday at three.

Everyone at Shake's was way rude to me today. and another new girl was getting the same treatment I was (especially from the girl who was WAY rude to me and kept treating me like an idiot, both days). And they expect you to be on call almost any day you're off but don't pay you for it, expect you to keep your plans free.

Sorry...no thanks!

Cross your fingers that I get the job at PS so I can quit there!

2007-05-20T08:32:00.000-07:00

ARGH.

I got hired at Shake's. and maybe I'm just a wuss but I'm kind of dreading going back later today. Urgh. Especially since I'm going to the movies afterwards with Alicia, and I'm probably going to have to run home in between to shower or something, or else be stick all over and have major hat-hair.

What makes it worse is that I just set up an interview at Pac Sun. And, of course, I don't know if I'll get the job or not...but...a job at Pac Sun sounds a helluva lot better than food service. But I don't want to quit after only working two shifts. But but but...

blah.

so Alicia's long and rambly post got me thinking long and rambly (damn you Alicia). It's interesting how far I've come or how much I've changed since high school started. I used to be SO insecure. And since about sixth grade, there was always at least one friend in my group that wasn't really a friend. Actually, that started with LeAnn in third grade...then it was Stacia in middle school until we had that falling out, then it was LeAnn and Thia in freshman year, until we had THAT falling out, and I was so upset because I had all these classes with them and I had to ignore them and their constant snide remarks. And I had thought they were my best friends, hah. I remember Thia getting up in my face in science class and not one of my friends stuck up for me. I remember when they got over it randomly at the beginning of sophomore year and I was torn between being really really angry at them and wanting their approval again. For some unknown reason. Alex moving didn't help with me being upset during freshman year, either. Alicia was there and was really my only friend through a lot of it. At the beginning of sophomore year I started being friends with Jessica, we used to be SUCH good friends. I started being better friends with LeAnn again too...I dunno if I'll ever trust her again after all that crap she pulled, but she's grown up a lot now. Stacia too.

I remember, though this is going back and forth now, in like...seventh or eighth grade, when I realized that things I always took for granted (like, for example, equal rights for everyone, regardless of race/sex/orientation/religion etc.) were NOT something everyone believed in. I remember hearing the phrase "gay rights" and honest-to-goodness thinking it was some kind of joke because why would gay people have any less rights than the rest of us? And I ended up arguing with everyone for the rest of my career at Diamond, haha.

And sophomore and junior year are just kind of blurs. Spencer and his whiny depressiveness after we broke up, a lot of painful not-knowing-where-I-am-ness...somewhere in this I discovered the Clash, and a lot of the other music I listen to now. It sounds so so SO corny, but I can't even describe how much of an influence punk and ska music has been to me. It makes up a lot of who I am now. To know that at some point somewhere else someone had thought exactly what I was thinking and put it to music, music that anyone could play or sing along to no matter who they were or how much musical knowledge they had, music that spoke to me and said "HEY! Listen up!" and smacked me across the face with the loud anger of it all, music that was my anger at injustice, my passion (two things I feel are big important parts of me), put into form; that music gave me hope and direction and the knowledge that I wasn't the only one that felt that way, and I will never, ever forget it. Music is so important to me.

And it was in the middle of junior year that I started making/stencilling my own clothes...another thing that's so important to me for reasons I can't even put into words. I know a lot of people don't view it the same way as I do, but to me, clothes are an extension of who I am, they're the part of me that I can easily show the world, they're things that I spend hours making, art that everyone can take part in and enjoy without having to pay to see a gallery.

Summer b/t junior and senior year...ahh...a lot of restlessness, and another blow to my self-esteem at the very end of it. The next two months were just like, hit after hit to my self esteem, due to the fact that I seem to attract either commitment-phobes or people who are gay and just don't know it yet, heh. I got so annoyed I was just like, screw it. And somewhere in here, came the realization that Jessica and I weren't the friends we used to be, because she'd started changing, or maybe she hadn't and I did, but either way, it's come to the point now where I'm biting my tongue more than I'm not, and I don't think that's a healthy sign in any relationship...especially when she never bites her tongue to keep from saying rude things to me, or if she does she tells me about it later.

I think that, though a lot of me hasn't changed, I know that there are times and places to argue now, and I'm a LOT more confident than I used to be. I used to always be looking to my friends for approval and now I can honestly say if someone tells me they don't like me or what I listen to or what I'm wearing, I can shrug and say "yeah, your opinion doesn't matter to me.". Does that make me a bitch? Maybe in a society where any sign of confidence is immediately hailed as arrogance and conceit, I get comments any time body image comes up because I'm like "you know, I don't really have a problem with my body. I love the way I look and I'm happy with myself." Yeah sure, there are things that aren't perfect about me, but that's because I'm human and not some glossed-over-photoshopped picture. And I love my imperfections right up there with my perfections, wouldn't change 'em for the world.

anyways...

project graduation was fun, minus a few parts. the place we were at (Celebration Station in Tulsa) had this kind of creepy carnival-esque vibe...it probably wouldn't have been so bad in daylight, but when it was dark outside and there's this big stuffed animals hanging from the ceiling randomly, all these arcade games going off constantly in the relative silence, and these HUGE reallyfreakingcreepy animatronic stuffed animals singing...yeah, it was really easy to imagine the whole thing turning into a slasher where we got locked inside and the stuffed animals came to life and killed us all one by one after we illogically split up.

the go-kart track was LOADS of fun though. I probably spent the most time on it. I had Alicia as my passenger one round and probably scared the living crap out of her haha.

I'm so glad, though. Like...there's maybe 3-4 people that I'll really miss from Diamond. I'm sure there's more, that Ryan's yoda antics will make me miss him a bit from time to time...but really truly miss? yeah, 3-4 people. And I'm moving and I am SO excited about it!

New hair as of Wednesday night:

I love it. And I was surprised, because I was waiting on hearing lots of snide comments at school on Thursday...maybe they were just being nice since it was my last day, but I got nothing except for nice comments. Even from people who don't normally have a lot of nice things to say to me.

AND I CAN TOTALLY PUT IT IN A MOHAWK. hahaha! I did for project graduation.

The only thing is that I wish I would have had time to paint my senior tile for art. I was going to put a picture of the confederate flag and "you lost, get over it" around it. But I was too busy finishing my comic book panel sketch from Fray to rile up the hicks one last time. Oh well, my comic book panel sketch is worth it.

I was a bit irritated - went to the mall with Casey and Alicia on Thursday to try on this pair of mary-jane docs I'd been debating on buying. I finally decided I wanted them yesterday and went to buy them with some graduation money...yeaaaah, they got transferred out on Friday. So now I have to drive to Springfield to get them >_<

hrmm I think I'm out...off to work before too long, at the custard place *sigh*

2007-05-13T20:26:00.000-07:00

sooo...last week (as in, the week that ended a week ago) was a very very bad week, for various reasons, including Heath totally blowing me off when we were supposed to hang out. for no apparent reason, that was over a week ago and I still haven't heard from him. Reeeally pissed me off. Of course, the fact that I was pissed off probably had something to do with the fact that the day before (we were supposed to go out on Friday), this chick from work wouldn't stop texting me during school, trying to get me to cover for her. I was like, "I have plans, did you ask everyone else?" "Yes and nobody can do it, I'm out of town and I won't be back in town until after I'm supposed to be at work."

Uhuh. We only work two freakin' days a week, you dipshit, how hard is it to ACTUALLY WORK ON THOSE DAYS? It's not like we don't know our schedule three weeks ahead of time!

So I call Heath and we rescheduled for Saturday instead of Friday. And she comes in Saturday while I'm at work, and doesn't even say thank-you to me ("Oh, hi Taunie!" "Hi." *she walks to the other end of the room and stands by Amy, completely ignoring me*). Then she quit, and said something to Amy that really pissed her off, which I didn't find out until yesterday. Apparently she was trying to tell Amy that Jake(another coworker) and I were lying about how she tried to get us to cover for her? or something? and Amy told her that she knew that wasn't true, so Taunie tried to pull "Oh, well I do SO MUCH around here". "Yeah, you are a good worker, and that means you get good hours, but it doesn't mean that you get to do whatever you want." And then she quit. Good freakin' riddance, she always talked down to me anyways.

Speaking of which, today I started at Shake's (yay for a second job...blech) and while it was FREAKING CRAZY BUSY, it wasn't too hard. There was this one girl who treated me like I have less braincells than a brick or something, and it was REALLY starting to piss me off, but by the time I was about to blow up on her, I only had 30 minutes or so left. Then the manager asked me to go to Wal-Mart to get some more bananas (seven bunches, I got some funny looks haha) and said when I got back from that I could go ahead and clock out. I had taken my Shake's shirt off in the car because I was wearing two tank tops under it and it is just too hot outside for that. I get back, put up the bananas, and I start making the concrete I paid for earlier, for my mom, and the aforementioned chick walks over to me and goes "Uh, you need to put your apron and hat back on. You're going to get in TROUBLE." "Actually, she said after I brought the bananas in, I could clock out, I'm just making this concrete for my mom that I paid for earlier." Which shut her up really fast. Ugh. I hope I don't have to work with her too often.

only two months, only two months, only two months...

siiiigh

and in their handbook, it says natural colored makeup only. although I dunno how strictly they enforce it, since I was wearing bright shimmery orange eyeshadow today and nobody said anything, but still, that could suck hardcore...I don't even know how many natural colors of makeup I OWN, hahaha.

speaking of 'only'...

ONLY THREE AND A HALF DAYS OF SCHOOL sweet action!

2007-05-03T20:22:00.000-07:00

ok. so this makes me a massive, massive dork and I don't even care. that chick I bought the kryolan makeup off of, on eBay - aka this lady - we got to talking while I was asking her about the stuff getting here in the freakish shipping delay, and mentioned I was making my prom dress. she said she thought that was cool and to send her pics (which will be posted at the end of this post) when I was done. I did that yesterday and she emailed back saying "You made that?!??!! AHHHHH!! I'm so impressed, AND you are really cute!! Good job, little lady!! I wish I had skills like that in high school. Hope you had fun at prom! My prom date was a redhead too, heehee"

it made my day. I'm not big on...I dunno...when people say they have idols...role models are ok, 'idols' weird me out. But yeah, she's definitely on my role model list - independent company and all. And super nice to boot. I'M NOT A CREEPY STALKER I SWEAR.

I just about peed my pants the other day when I went in to say hi to Amy while I was at the mall. I heard the first few chords of a song that sounded veeeery familiar and I look at the tv - it's 'Multiply and Divide' off the Soviettes LP III, that I've been listening to like crazy. I was like "I LOVE THIS SONG! WE HAVE THE SOVIETTES ON OUR DVD!!! so cool!!"

Although we have Hilary Duff and Avril on this cd too. So I guess you can't have some awesomeness without some my-ears-are-bleeding-ness.

I'm almost done editing the pictures for the massive eBay-a-thon. Unfortunately, I have massive nausea and I'm working on a headache. so I don't know if I'll actually get done with the massive-list-a-thon (I like that phrase better).

So I picked up one of Ashley's bunny rabbits to play with it...an older one that was apparently NOT socialized...and it scratched the ever-loving shit out of me. I look like an emo kid. scratches on the inside of one wrist, scratches all down the inside of the other arm and the outside of that wrist...it even got my tattoo! (which is already suffering from two bug bites, dammit). just a little skritch on my tattoo though, nothing big.

BUST sent a reader-call-out-email thing about a fashion spread they're doing, asking people to send in pictures of their clothes. I'm totally going to do that. I need to make a few shirts first though...

my job search is going ok. I've applied at Pac Sun, Lowe's, Shake's(technically haven't yet, will be turning in the app tomorrow), and someplace else I think I'm forgetting (probably not a good sign). Oh yeah, Target. Their interview took for-freakin-ever and they sent me a postcard(wtf?!) to tell me I didn't get the job. I have an interview at Jo-Ann's on Monday. It's hard, because I'll only be able to work 20-25 hours a week for the, y'know, two weeks until I get out of school...but after that, I want to be working 40 hours a week. I wish I could get some kind of 9-5 job. Maybe telemarketing. Or maybe I can weasel a bit and see if Heath's grandparents need any more help, haha.

oh yeah, pictures: (this is not the full run, because I'm lazy, and don't have all of them on photobucket also)

walking in:

picture of the back at home:

I was sooo proud and got a lot of compliments on it throughout the night.

2007-05-02T21:27:00.000-07:00

We went to the Humane Society to file a lost dog form for Callie with them. It was sad...there were all these kittens and cats (I looked around the cat room while I was waiting on mom) and the SECOND I walked into the room they all started mewing for attention. I would just stick a few fingers in the cage and they'd go crazy. There was a beautiful calico kitten, and a full-grown Siamese (that was a stray, go figure), and this big ol tiger-looking stray too. All of them just wanted someone to love on them. I wanted to take them all home. It depresses me to know that really all I can do is go back and get one, just ONE when I move out. :( And that by then, a lot of those beautiful animals, dogs too, are going to be dead because nobody cares. And all they want is affection.

2007-05-01T22:13:00.000-07:00

oh...I dunno how I forgot...one of our dogs has gone, Callie, we had her for almost 11 years I think, and I miss her, and I wish our pets would stop disappearing for no reason. it's not like she could have even got hit by a car, she doesn't GO anywhere, just wanders around the front yard and comes back inside. maybe she got bit by a snake. I dunno. I wish our neighbors had her and would give her back.

2007-05-01T22:01:00.000-07:00

I'm annoyed. I had just started taking pictures of all those blasted things I'm going to sell on eBay and my camera died. BAH. And there weren't any more charged batteries, so I'll just have to continue tomorrow. le sigh.

I had fun at prom and looked totally hot. Pictures later, I have them and have them uploaded but I'm just too lazy right now haha.

Oh yes, I've now hit my second post on my new blog, D.I.Y. or DIE. I'm sure it's probably not most of you peoples' cup o'tea, but I think I should have fun with it anyways. If nothing else, at least there will be ONE site on the internet with crochet patterns I'll wear!

Debate of the month (or week, at least) is whether I want to get an apartment further from the college, and cheaper, and drive, or one closer, and walk, and save on gas money. Bearing in mind that I'll probably be driving any day it's cold. I think I might just go for one within a 5 minute drive...I dunno. I need to get up there sometime this month and look at them.

2007-04-25T21:06:00.000-07:00

so I'm in the middle of what will probably be a massively long PIA undertaking, hereby referred to as

Michelle is going through everything she owns and getting rid of a lot of it in prep for moving out and also because she's really, REALLY broke.

(I'm putting it up on eBay, and then whatever doesn't sell goes to Goodwill)

So far I've got one pair of shoes, watercolor and gouache paints, a pair of (never worn, thankyouverymuch) socks, a huge stack of books and magazines, and an mp3 player. I think all that's left is to go through the rest of my shoes and my clothes (and my massive trunk of various skirts and magazines and who knows what else). oh yeah, and some yarn.

I think I might just be being overly neurotic, but the main thought hovering over my head this week so far (along with 'man, I need to make a clutch to match my prom dress') is 'what if I move out and FAIL MISERABLY?!'. So I've been reading like, every article I can find on living cheap and making mental notes. I need to save a lot before I move out. I need to be prepared to walk a lot to save gas money, haha. I'm planning on making everything that I can, that I'll need for my new apartment. so far, I have dishcloths and blankets on the list - I'm used to sleeping with a LOT of them, and my current quilt is falling apart, and the other one I'll probably leave at home since it was hand-stitched (bejeezus, the patience that must've been required!) by my great-grandma on my mom's side and I'm afraid I'll like, destroy it somehow. Plus I somehow feel that I should have new bedding. I dunno. Anyways, so far I'm thinking a starghan in all these multicolored wool yarns I have, if I have enough (I'll do inventory and take a guess later). It's Moda Dea...err...Cache? I picked up a TON of it on clearance, and like how it looks worked up, but don't really have any ideas for clothing or anything. So I'll just do a big multicolored starghan. And then, I'm going to do a lighter blanket too - haven't decided if that'll be sewn or crocheted. There's the Color Bay afghan I've been thinking of for a while in the Happy Hooker, but the pattern is given in LB Wool-Ease (which I'm not a fan of) and I dunno if I could be arsed converting to colors in cotton. Sure would be pretty cheap to make, though. So maybe I'll make that afghan and then do another one AND my starghan haha! (the other afghan would be a Clash one. somehow, this strikes me as the COOLEST thing ever even though I'm probably waaay too lazy to come up with a graph for it). Yes, I'm a dork.

I think all of this stress is because of that stupid economics assignment of coming up with a budget. Or maybe it's transferred from prom or something, or other issues. haha.

I have so many t-shirt recons I want to do...sigh...after the ebay/goodwill project! I think Sunday will be the Day of Mass Listing.

I <3 postsecret:

2007-04-23T20:57:00.000-07:00

so Mr. Withers said one of the few things in his teaching career that has annoyed me today...usually I get along really well with him, but today we're talking about stuff that makes you an adult...people mention things like voting, getting a car, getting a job, etc. and I jokingly call out "getting tattoos!" and he's like "uh, yeah, that's up there with getting trashed every weekend".

WTF?! yes, because everyone who has a tattoo is obviously just trying to rebel and got some permanent art on their body FOR THAT REASON ONLY, and we're all immature people who go out and get trashed every weekend too. I was like "Uh, excuse me, I have a tattoo, whatcha trying to say here Mr. Withers?" and he...I dunno...got sidetracked or something. Didn't address it anyways, but that got under my skin hardcore.

Oh, and I thought this was interesting - something I found in this month's BUST magazine (I really think I might subscribe to it and Venus...I'm not much big on the music in either, but they both have great other sections, and Venus has a great DIY kinda feeling to it). For the long story, click here. Basically, this chick who'd been in the air force (was a sergeant) for 13 years was severely punished for posing in Playboy. Which is pretty dumb anyways, why are people supposed to be ashamed of their bodies? Is posing naked such an issue of 'integrity'? Get over it people. Something like this would only happen in America. Makes me wonder if any male armed-forces members have posed naked and what their punishment for it was. Anyways, the REALLY interesting thing about it is that, as BUST points out..."a 2006 AP investigation showed that more than 80 military recruiters were disciplined that year for sexual misconduct (including rape, assault, and groping) towards potential enlistees. . .many were reprimanded, docked pay, or had their rank reduced as a result, few were relived of their duties."

Right. So sexual assault is better than nekkie pictures. F-that. Interestingly enough, the top results on google are just links to the pictures instead of anything about that incident.

You know why shit like that happens? 'cause it's men who run it. I mean, maybe that's...a bad thing to say, I guess, but I'm firmly convinced that that's why rape doesn't get a stronger sentence. Because the men who are in office are assholes who don't give a rip. *shrugs*

And now my dad's trying to tell me that the magazine is 'skanky'. wtfever.

I mean, you know, it's just...dumb. People say there's no need for feminism but stuff like that happens (actually, I think this essay is pretty interesting - I'm not done with it yet so maybe I'll change my mind though) which kind of proves there is. And it would be nice for girls to have some GIRL role models. Nothing wrong with having male ones (Thoreau, Joe Strummer, Fat Mike are some of mine), but it's hard to find girls to look up to. What have little girls today got, Paris Hilton? yeah, let's get trashed, insult people based on their income, giggle a lot, and then talk about how we're an important role model for young heiresses everywhere. blah.

Not that I don't have my women role models - Vivienne Westwood, Exene Cervenka, Penelope Houston...et al. Maybe I just have a harder time because I tend to look towards 'alternative' people anyways, and for all the supposed acceptingness of alt subcultures, they have their sexisms too. I just wish there was more focus on women in history too.

I think I had other stuff I was going to write about and I just got annoyed. So I forgot. Haha.

2007-04-21T22:05:00.001-07:00

I am angry.

So the flyers for the show tonight all said 7:30. I get there at 7:45 and there's no sign of anyone even setting up. Me and Jess are like, yeah, okay, whatever, we hang around...nobody even goes on stage until 8:30. No biggie, right?

They play for 30 minutes, they weren't particularly impressive. I mean...technically they sounded good, but they didn't really have a great live vibe. And then they get off the stage around nine or a little bit after. The next band didn't get on the stage until after right after ten freaking thirty! What the hell is that?! it doesn't take an hour and a half to set up the stage!!! So I ended up leaving before they were even done, because I was tired and had to be home around 11:30. I didn't even get to see the two paids I paid freakin' money to see, and I sat there for 3 1/2 hours to see two thirty minute sets of crappy bands. Not to mention the cigarette smoke was bad enough that my throat's going to be sore for days. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR

The good news is that I put my eyeshadow on at 8:30 this morning and it still looked fine until I washed it out 15 minutes ago. That's 15 hours! a record!

Anyways. The book signing went pretty well; it wasn't as big as the Small Town News one, but we figured that that was because STN was about actual events and DM wasn't. It was good fun anyways, hanging around and talking to people, except for this one guy at the end who was pretty rude. Started asking Mr. Turner if he walked with Jesus and yada yada...and I just...I mean, I know most people like that have the best intentions, but for crying out loud, you wouldn't walk up to someone and go "Hey, so what sexual orientation are you? Really, and how many partners have you had? Any STDs?"...so why would you ask them about something just as personal. Especially someone you DON'T KNOW. Sheesh. Mr. T handled it better than I would have anyways.

I think I'm a magazine addict...the list of magazines I buy on a semi-regular basis is now:
Razorcake
AMP (still subscribed, but I definitely won't be renewing my subscription, they've gone way downhill)
Crochet!
Crochet Today
Knit.1
Venus
Bust
Nylon

Sheesh. and yes, this is relevant - I bought the newest issues of Venus and Bust today. I think I might subscribe to at least one of them once I have the money...Bust is a good all-around thing, most of the time, and I *love* Venus even though I'm not big on their music picks...they have a decent DIY section. I need to subscribe to Nylon sometime too...but I think their yearly subscription is only $10 (which is a damn good buy considering as how it's like $4 in stores, it comes out either every month or every other month). And Razorcake. Haha. So yeah, everyone, if you want to buy me birthday presents...right there, baby.

I also bought Walden. Something I've been meaning to do for a while. Plus I'm sure I'll feel all totally philosophical and deep carrying it around, haha.

And I REALLY want this book called Fresh Fruits that's basically like 200ish pages of photographs of Japanese street fashion...I flipped through it and it would be GREAT for inspiration. It was like $30 at Hastings but it's only $20 at Amazon.com...or maybe I can find a copy at half.com or ebay. *makes note to check*

I'm starting a new blog, first post should be today or tomorrow. It's a crafty-type blog...but more just how to make the stuff I do (not exactly patterns, as I don't write it down stitch by stitch or anything, but more like...instructions, tips/tricks, etc.) than my crafty exploits. Like I was telling Alicia and Mr. T, I think part of the reason I massively failed at Unwise and Untimely is because my...politics and craftiness and just life are all mixed together, and if I try and separate them I don't have enough to write about any of them. 'Cause they're like spaghetti. Or alfredo. All with the twisty tangliness.

Which is part of the problem I'm having with Wardrobe Refashion, when I go to do my weekly blog post, I just...can't come up with anything. Partly because I picked a REALLY bad time to do this - SO BUSY - and don't have as much time for crafting, and partly because of the aforementioned reason.

But yeah. Tired. So bed. Night!

2007-04-20T19:26:00.000-07:00

my prom dress just tried to kill me.

So I'm working on the top, I found a tutorial on craftster that helped a LOT. since my method was getting me nowhere and I ran out of fabric last night from multiple attempts. I went to Wal-Mart and turns out they've removed their fabric section, so I had to get red satin from Hobby Lobby which didn't match the old satin, so I had to start from scratch. I also found some hot pink cotton yarn on sale which made me happy :)

Anyways, back to the attempted murder.

This new method of making the top involves cutting out two shapes that fit the shape of your body. I did so, blah blah blah, added the corset lacing in the back, and go to try it on. Now, I have a rather hour-glass-ish shape. So I get the top over my head, and I guess I didn't leave the corset lacing loose enough, because it gets STUCK. Very, very firmly stuck right above my boobs. I'm left with my arms up in the air, home alone, no shirt on, can't get it up or down, and just about panicked. If I wasn't double jointed I'd probably still be stuck that way haha, I just managed to reach the lacing in the back and loosen it up some so that I could get it properly on.

So far so good, I just need to add a trim around the neckline, add the halter strap, and then actually sew the top and bottom together. After that, a simple tulle underskirt and I AM DONE YAY.

2007-04-18T20:26:00.000-07:00

so my friend (the same friend that gives me crap all the time about crochet being 'old lady like' and etc.) today randomly picks up my Crochet! magazine (without asking, another pet peeve of mine) and starts flipping through it, commenting constantly on how 'skanky' the models look. I'm like, dude, wtf, it's certainly not any worse than anything you'd see in Seventeen - OH GODS A NAVEL RING!! - and then she finds a picture of this hideous, hideous trench-coat length jacket made out of varying motifs in bright clashing colors all stitched together with black. (note: this is coming from someone who normally likes the effect of day-glo colors with black. but it was just too much, it was REALLY ugly) And is like "Hey, I like that. Will you make something like that for me?"

Yes, of course! Because after you insulted every CUTE pattern in my magazine(and have spent the last six months telling me I'm such an old lady), I would love to spend hours of my time working for less than minimum wage to make an awful concoction that looks like hippy barf. No, really! *eyeroll*

I'm done with the skirt of my prom dress and about half of the top. I have the underbust pieces cut out(and one set sewn together - I'm doubling the fabric up since it's a little sheer), but I still have to do the top part of the halter, the neck of the halter, and the lace trimming/grommet tape. Not bad for only working off and on since like 4:30 or 5. Yeah, I rock. haha.

I am...probably eventually going to blog something about the V Tech stuff...but I don't even know what to say. It's just so...tragic and depressing. :(

I can't wait to get out of school. I'm rediscovering why I used to read so much - when you read, people generally don't bother you. There's always that one person or two that's like "Oh, even though they are VERY OBVIOUSLY engrossed in their reading, I will pester them with petty questions...botherbotherbother" but for the most part people get the hint.

2007-04-16T20:27:00.000-07:00

so yeah.

I almost totaled my car yesterday.

Because of a cow.

(how podunk do I feel saying that? let me count the ways...)

So, my Dearest Baby Brother (aka Logan) stayed home due to not-feeling-well-ness (also, I think he hates school as much as I do...I feel sorry for him, because he actually knows what's ahead since he's heard me talking about it. but anyways). Which is probably just as well, as I'm driving...driving...driving...

(for those not in the know, my drive to school consists mostly of one very narrow 2-lane road with no shoulders)

And going down a hill. I glance down at the gas gauge for no more than like, five seconds, I look up at the road, and

OMGWTFBBQ

THERE IS A COW.

Standing. In my lane. Looking at me. Chewing.

The next thirty seconds consisted of a stream of four-letter words (or, more accurately, one four letter word repeated very fast) being screamed at the top of my lungs as I hit the brakes as hard as I can. This causes the printer paper that's been sitting in my backseat (the result of a staff meeting where Heath found extras and I said 'hey, you can never have too much paper, I'll take 'em') to burst out of the packages and go flying all the hell over the place. I come to a screeching halt, I kid you not, no more than two freaking inches from this accursed animal - which is still chewing - as it stands still and LOOKS AT ME. Like. "Hey. What's up."

And then, it slowly turns around and walks back across the road. As I get going again, I see a Suburban that was going the other way herding it off the road.

And I'm like, dude. I just had a near-cow-experience.

2007-04-15T17:24:00.000-07:00

YAY! I finally got my Kryolan eyeshadow and grommet tape in. I can start on my prom dress as soon as I figure out how I want to do the skirt. Also I got a date (this guy I work with, Jake). FINALLY. I had a few days of panic. Travis couldn't go because he had to work.

The eyeshadow is GREAT, although I thought the blue was going to be a different shade than it was. Oh well, I found some Stargazer eyeshadow in the exact blue I wanted on eBay and filed it away for when I have the money.

Speaking of, I NEED a second job! Especially for summer, so I can save up enough to move out. However, the only things that pay decent for someone my age are like...waitressing and telemarketing. Yuck! I might just have to settle for working a ton of hours...sigh.

My to-do list for this week:
-start on my prom dress (the last thing I need to pick up is some black lace trimming)
-recon at least one t-shirt...I have two waiting
-start on one of my two crochet tanks
-fill out the exemption for living off campus thingiewhopper

And you know what my reward will be? this weekend there's going to be an awesome show and I'm going to that. Saturday should just be good in general...since, as it turns out, AQT districts are NOT this weekend (they were yesterday, we got like...fourth or something), I can go to Mr. Turner's book signing. He sent me some stuff to work on posters for them...I'm not sure what to do though, 'cause I can't think of anywhere good to hang 'em. The only place I can think of would be Hastings, they have a bulletin board. I keep nagging like everyone I know to go though haha, that has to count for something right?

Oh yeah, I made it through the rest of my new cds. I love them all. I need to rip them off on the computer and burn a newer version of the mix CD that's always in my car, so that I have tracks off of these new ones on it.

2007-04-12T15:57:00.000-07:00

Man, it's been a while. Oops. Haha.

Oh yeah, I joined the Wardrobe Refashion blog. the link is over on the side. Although I haven't got a chance to do much yet - the yarn I ordered was NOT the color I thought it was (ah, the bane of online shopping) so I haven't started on that tanktop, and my grommet tape hasn't come in yet (which is highly perplexing, as the chick shipped it on the 28th). I've been so busy, or it feels like, with senior stuff that I haven't made anything for my etsy shop lately either.

My weekends are taken up too! Districts this Saturday, book signing with Mr. T next Saturday, and prom the Saturday after that. And I really need a date for prom. I think I'm cursed.

and people are so, SO weird.

very short update, but it'll have to do for now - gotta get to work.

2007-04-01T13:27:00.000-07:00

ahhh...what a great weekend. the best in a looooong time!

starting off with Friday...a half day...which is definitely a good thing. Mrs. Culp brought her ferret to class and it was FREAKING ADORABLE. see how cute?

yeah. I swear their spines are like...made of jello or something. I didn't expect it to be so freakin' flexible! sheesh!

Anyways, right after fourth hour, Alex shows up. BUT the secretary wouldn't let her talk to us. 'cause you know, it's bad or something. whatever.

oh yeah, and I thought it was funny...I still needed a prom date, so I called over Travis(younger guy friend) during lunch.

"Hey Travvy, has anyone asked you to prom yet?"
"Yeah..."
"Crap, I need someone who will wear a black and red tux to go with me and I can't think of anyone!"
"Oh, I turned them down. But I'll go with you if you want."

because I am just that cool. (and um, 'cause I have cool friends and all)

so we talked for a while after we got out of school and then I headed home, got the mail and packed some clothes, and we met up at the hotel room. we all messed around on the insanely fast wifi internet (at least, it was insanely fast to I of the very slow dialup internet). 'cause we're all dorks like that. Lydia showed up and we went to the movie theatres...the original plan was to see Meet the Robinsons, but we saw TMNT instead, since I was the only one who had already seen it. And it was just as cool the second time around haha. I swear I'm going to buy it the DAY it comes out on dvd.

We went and ate at Bob Evans, and then went back to the hotel room...then went and dropped off some stuff for Matthew. Then to Local Chaos for Cinna's CD release show, which was great! We missed the Rats, which I was disappointed about...really wanted to hear them...but The High and Lonesome is great, and Cinna was as great as usual. We left a little early though because the cigarette smoke was freakin' killing us (my throat is still kinda sore). Said hi to a few other friends, and then we went back to the hotel room for some more hanging out. I forgot how relaxing just being around friends without doing anything can be. We finally fell asleep at like, three, and I woke up around nine...since my cell phone was dead, I went home to charge it and shower/change (which involved driving in pouring rain without windshield wipers, NOT fun in case anyone was wondering). After a while the rain just went away, and everything was all gorgeous and shiny and green (y'know, the way it looks after it rains and the sun comes out). We went up to Springfield...we drove around for a while, mildly lost, and then found Good Girl Art. We parked by it, went in and looked around a bit, and then walked up to Stick It In Your Ear. Before we got there though, we walked into this indoor flea market that had a TON of classic rock vinyl (Alicia got a good haul, none of it was really my thing...I saw a Sid and Nancy soundtrack single, but it was like $6 and I was like...naaaah) and some interesting vintage clothes...then we ate at Nonna's, which was SO good and pretty cheap for a non-franchise restaurant. Then we actually went to Stick It In Your Ear, where I got How to Clean Everything by Propagandhi. After that, we headed homewards...and apparently I was more tired than I realized:

haha. how cute right? I didn't even realize I fell asleep, I was trying not to 'cause I wanted to keep Alex company. And then the next thing I knew I was opening my eyes going 'huh, what, where are we?'. I stopped by home, where I found out my CDs came in (good on you Interpunk! fast shipping!):

(this is my CD haul of the weekend)

I'm still working through them, obviously. So far I've listened to the Soviettes LP III (kickass, they've been added to my list of bands I want to see live this summer), The Briefs Sex Objects (also great, they were already on the list), and about half of the Slapstick s/t. (also...great...surprise surprise). I'm taking a break and listening to some of the music I downloaded at Alex's hotel room (a lot of Adolescents, Gogol Bordello, the Runaways, the Cramps, some HorrorPops and Towers of London...and Black Betty since I'd had it stuck in my head from TMNT) right now, because after a while all of the music starts to blur together and I end up not getting a great impression of the CD. I'm happier with this order so far than the one from Best Buy (which was Pure Mania by the Vibrators, Damned Damned Damned by the Damned, and Germ-Free Adolescents by X-Ray Spex). I loved the XRS cd, but the other two didn't leave much of an impression. Maybe they'll take a listen or two to sink in. I hope so.

ANYWAYS...back to the rest of my weekend...we chilled at the hotel room, went and said hi to my peeps at the mall (which was mostly Chris, Jesse, and Heath), brushed by the Bridge to show it to Alex...but it was overrun with 12 year olds so we went back to the hotel room and ordered pizza. (oh yeah, somewhere in here, Levi and his friend Chris met up with us...err...at the mall, that was it), more hanging out, and then I went home. And realized on my driveway that I'd left my &*%$ing pillows at Alex's hotel room...good thing Logan wasn't home so I could use his!

The only bad part of the weekend was that I woke up this morning to a voicemail from Alex saying she'd already left. But it was totally understandable, one of her friends is in the hospital. At least we didn't have to do the teary goodbye, I know I would have bawled like a baby haha.

So now I'm sitting here feeling the most content I have in a while, listening to some great music (I think I'm going to have to buy the Towers of London CD), and contemplating that I don't really want to go to school tomorrow. At least by then my eyeshadow and grommet tape should be in (I have some really great shirt ideas waiting to be made).

Heath is leaving Journey's, and that makes me really really sad. I'm not as upset as I was at first...he's promised that we'll still talk and hang out and stuff. Heath and Amy really are more than just managers to me...I love 'em to death (and always end up asking them for advice too). so it means a lot to me that we'll still hang out. There's not very many people I'm going to miss when I move to Springfield, and those two are definitely on the list. (which, btw, I really can't wait to move haha).

Here's some random pictures from this weekend, for your entertainment:

the only picture of me making a dorky face I've ever seen and liked haha. These are all off Alex's camera...I'm sure Alicia's got a lot more I might end up posting later.

And I was afraid there might be some awkwardness with Alex coming back since we hadn't seen her in so long. But nope, it was (to use an extreme cliche) JUST like old times. Better, even. I'm gonna miss her 'til she comes back up here.

oh yeah, and I need to call Cory about getting a touch-up on my tattoo. *makes note*

there's my weekend...in a really, really big nutshell. a mutant walnut nutshell.

2007-03-29T21:05:00.000-07:00

Haha, I'm reading an interview with this band called Thee Pirates and they crack me up. It's too bad I can't find any of their actual CDs (I'm guessing they didn't put one out).

Interviewer: How about you. What’s your main goal in the band Thee Pirates?

Scabby: Rock and roll until I’m 84.

John: 84? You’re supposed to say rock and roll forever, dude.

Scabby: I’ll be dead before I’m 84.

John: Still, rock and roll until you’re dead.

...

Scabby: My personal goal is to play music forever, be in a band until I die and to drink coffee.

Billy: And drink coffee?

Scabby: And get tattoos. And that’s it.

haha.

2007-03-29T17:28:00.000-07:00

so with my last paycheck + tax refund, I got:

-makeup brush set
-Urban Decay potion primer (this stuff that you put on before you put your eyeshadow on, and it keeps it on ALL FREAKING DAY, it's AMAZING :D *makes me happy*)
-uumm...I'm thinking four Kryolan eyeshadow colors (neon pink, neon blue, neon green, and ORANGE), plus four different kinds of grommet tape (two yards each of black cotton, red cotton, and turquoise cotton, and then one yard of black lace, going to see which of the blacks looks best with my dress design for prom)
-Sex Objects by the Briefs
-LP III by the Soviettes
-M.I.A. by the Germs
-Slapstick s/t cd
-Los Angeles by X (all the cds were through Interpunk, shipped yesterday and I can't wait to get them all!)
-the s/t Avengers CD through Penelope Houston's site
-ten balls of yarn
-Neverwhere, Mirrormask, Good Omens, and the eighth Young Wizards book

I think I might be addicted to online shopping. maybe. haha. but I'm so looking forward to getting all of it...so far all I've got is the brush set and the Urban stuff. But the Slapstick CD was backordered, which is why it didn't ship until yesterday, and I just ordered six of the ten balls of yarn, the Avengers CD, and all the books/Mirrormask DVD. The makeup should definitely be here by tomorrow (I'm excited woo hoo!). I can't wait to get the CDs either...I got a pretty good mix of older and newer stuff, I think. In between that and the books I should be entertained for a while.

The sweater held up well at work on Sunday. I re-blocked it because it got a little saggy at the end of the day, and did an extra row around the neckline to make it a little tighter...I need to write up a pattern as best I can from the notes to post on craftster. I've had kind of a crappy week, but at least it's looking up...the blood drive on Monday sucked! (but I got a t-shirt...still all bruised however) Tuesday and yesterday both sucked hardcore. My windshield wipers broke on the way to school (while it happened to be pouring down rain), so I got soaked trying to fix them, and then had to drive like 40 miles an hour to get to school so that I didn't hit anything or go off the road. There's some work-related stuff too...I don't think it's as bad as I thought it was going to be at least. Hopefully. Either way, Amy purposefully scheduled me off next week on Wednesday...so that I don't have to deal with the extreme douchebag of a regional manager we have.

haha. I actually just said the phrase 'I gotta finish this blog post and then I can go' to my dad. I <3 my geekiness.

Oh man, I still need to order than YAAAAAAARN shirt! >_< *writes note, maybe I can do it next paycheck if I don't have enough money now*

I saw Casey and Kassie! that was neat.

Alex is gonna be here tomorrow! WOOOO! and Mrs. Culp is bringing her ferret to class! fun to be had for all! :D killer weekend planned. or not planned, but it'll be killer anyways.

2007-03-23T22:13:00.000-07:00

TMNT was AMAZING. just plain freakin' sweet. no other words.

And I finished the sweater. I am SO proud. it turned out pretty well. pictures (I'll do more details later, the flu of doom is kicking my butt...had a fever off and on all day Wednesday and I had to call in to work and actually not come in when I couldn't find anyone to cover my shift for the first time since I've been working at Journey's...anyways, still all achey and sick)

(at least my bra straps match the shirt right? haha)

2007-03-18T23:58:00.000-07:00

so I'm sitting here because the Shining creeped me out and I'm not really tired anyways...against all logic. but yeah, picture of the WIP: (that's work in progress)

^this is the front (or back, one side, whatever) of the sweater (and yes, the neckline is meant to be asymmetrical)

^and this is the sleeve (or part of it) for the off-shoulder side

I made it so that the sleeve(s) will only go down to about elbow length. I want the ends of the sleeves to be verrrrry slightly belled and I figured rather than trying to figure out a slope for the whole sleeve design, I'll just crochet the sleeves on starting at the elbow and bell it as I go along.

I made my etsy goals for the weekend(see little thing in blogger sidebar - who's proud of me?! :D). Barring the legwarmers, which I frogged because I was getting frustrated, so I'm working on a different method now. I even listed a bunch of shoes and some purses on my brand-spankin' new ebay profile. (that I've already used to buy some Urban...aw crap. Urban something makeup brand Primer Potion and a set of makeup brushes, but Paypal is being SO SLOW in the payment so I probably won't get them 'til like next week...) I can't wait for my Best Buy order to get here either. That's the only bad thing about ordering online...you spend money, but it doesn't feel like you do since you don't get anything in your hands.

Anyways, hopefully I'll have enough by the end of this week (between eBay, listing some stuff for my mom, and my tax return - WHICH BETTER GET HERE THIS WEEK or some federal heads are going to roll, I tells ya) that I can get a new pair of Vans I've been lusting over for ages from Journey's, some Kryolan makeup off of eBay (also definitely lustworthy...yummy neon colors!), and make an order off Interpunk.com for some 4-5 cds and an on-sale t-shirt to boot. That would make for a very, very happy Michelle indeed.

Urban Decay. that's the brand.

I got warm fuzzies because the new girl, who, FYI, I haven't actually worked with yet, just met in passing a few times, was like "oh hey I have something to ask you about!". She wanted me to see if I could turn a shawl into a purse (I told her I'd have to see the purse design) and fix up a shirt for her. And I mean, I was going to do it, but I was a little miffed because I thought it was rather presumptuous seeing as how we had only talked in passing, to assume that I'd do her favors. (and I get so many people who are all "hey yeah, so can you make me a hat like the one you made one of your close friends as a CHRISTMAS PRESENT and spend like $6-10 in materials and then two or three hours of your time, for free? please?" and I'm like, WTF are you smoking, that it rubbed a bit) anyways, she goes "yeah, if you could do that, I would appreciate it SO MUCH, and then just let me know what I owe you, 'kay?"

aww.

and then I forgot and left it in the back room.

damn.

behold the angry gay cupcake! (which reminds me, I need to start working on Heath's b-day present...stencilled t-shirt, must be done by the 26th)

neat, I already sold that book I put up for sale on etsy. although it was a way way reduced price and I'm probably going to make all of $3 off of it. since it won't fit in the $#@%ing padded envelope we have. oh well, more feedback at least.

and Jordan still owes me $10! *makes note*

2007-03-16T20:27:00.000-07:00

rainbow bag - FINISHED
purple flower crocheted and on the cloche - done

I'm so proud. And I am almost, ALMOST, done with the front half of my sweater. pictures tomorrow.

I stopped by the DAV today and got some awesome stuff...this blue and black leopard print top that actually fits me (yeah, no resewing, amazing right?), a black and red snakeskin skirt that I'm going to add ruching in the sides and put on etsy (or maybe keep for myself, but probably put on etsy), a hot pink plain shirt (I think I'm going to redo and put on etsy, also cut off the sleeves and use them to make armwarmers with next item), and these hot pink and yellow leopard print pants. Part of which will be a skirt and part of which will be the aforementioned armwarmers. and then I'm sure part will be left over, but I don't know what to use it for. aaaand I have a b/w gingham skirt from my last trip there that I finally got some reconning inspiration on. woo-hoo.

something like 3/8s of a set of funky purple legwarmers done crocheting too. need to finish that, my sweater, and my hot pink corset thingie. preferably before the end of this weekend.

project graduation is stupid and the lady who runs it is such an insufferable snob. I'm supposed to show up to volunteer for this thing tomorrow, and I'm supposed to be at work at five. Screw that, I'm not volunteering and wasting my free time before work. It's not like I didn't already volunteer at the fireworks place and sell fireworks. And I'm bringing food and $20, I'm just turning around and leaving after that.

need to sign up for the next round of wardrobe refashion...

I've been feeling ucky all day. My blood sugar keeps doing funky things (I almost passed out at the mall), and I haven't been sleeping well all week which doesn't really help. And no matter how much I eat I'm STILL HUNGRY!

2007-03-15T23:46:00.000-07:00

la di da. I need to finish my two shirts(or, more correctly, a shirt and a sweater) so I can do more pictures with Alicia. (The ones we did yesterday turned out pretty freakin' awesome, by the way. can't wait to get them on CD so I can get some prints) My ideas with the two handspun yarns didn't really work out. Still clueless as to what to do with them. I did come up with a neat idea involving hot pink nylon thread. You'll see...

my etsy sales have been nonexistent, except for the one hat. I need to get the purse and cloche I have here up (which I haven't mostly because it involves stitching up the purse, and crocheting a flower for the cloche). Maybe mark down some of the more wintery stuff? spring stuff is hard...there's not a lot you can do that's one-size-fits all. I have a few thrifty things to remake. blah blah blah...*makes a list*

oh yeah, and people are way stupid. but you guys already knew that, right?

2007-03-09T22:28:00.000-08:00

hmm. I got my handspun yarn from Etsy today. Happy happy joy joy! Just in time for spring break. (and on that note:

HALLELUJAH! etc. etc.)

Pictures:

(note the pink nail polish, half of the pink + orange nail polish that Lydia oh-so-kindly noticed and complimented me on today)

I realized that the colors would probably show better in untwisted hank form. One (the one in a ball) is a rougher wool/nylon blend, 87 yds, and has a freakin' rainbow array of all these neon colors - thick'n'thin, going from a little over worsted to very very thin, I was wondering if it'd break when I was winding it). The only thing that ticked me off a bit is that it still had a tiny tiny bit of vegetable matter left in it. The other one is a wool/mohair blend (100 yards) and is soooooo soft! They make me want to learn to spin faster. I found a neat drop-spindle kit on etsy for a reasonable price, with some roving (from animal friendly indie farms) included.

The issue is that I don't know what to do with either of them. Unless they're worked waaay loose, the yardage isn't really enough to do anything significant...I already have a scarf, and I'm not so big on hats most of the time. Wrist/leg warmers? maybe *shrugs* The neon thick'n'thin screams eighties to me...too bad I couldn't really see them combined, waaay too many colors at once. I'm thinking some kind of super-see-through corset tank with the neon, and...I don't know what yet with the other yarn. Plus I've got all of this(very soft acrylic/mohair blend):

waiting to be made into a sweater. (again, sheer, either long-sleeved or 3/4ths sleeved, off the shoulder)

Maybe I'll use the leftovers from all of them and do a mixed sweater, a la this. (and at some point, I'm definitely making my own version of the 'only anarchists are pretty' shirt. haha. I'd like to meet her someday) the teal in the handspun matches the teal in the acrylic/mohair blend almost perfectly...so maybe I can use those two together. ooh, an idea on that. hmm. neat.

aaand...now, either bed or more sitting here and thinking. but I am SO glad spring break is here. and Alex is coming at the end of this month! yay!!

2007-03-08T22:09:00.000-08:00

lala...thinking too much.

I feel better than I have been. It sounds so very stupid, but I've always believed that I would be so much happier...or maybe not happier, that's probably part of the point, but that I would rather be annoyed/angry and be doing or saying what's right; still having my opinions, than apathetic. And until really recently, it felt like no matter what I did I was slipping into apathy, into all of these habits that I hate so much in other people...where I would have, six months or a year ago, said "dude, you're being an idiot, and this is why your opinion makes no sense" I was just biting my tongue and thinking why bother. But then I wasn't, and hey, if I'm still being sarcastic to ignorant people, then life goes on.

I finished Invisible Monsters. and it's...I dunno, kind of the same as Fight Club. I like them, yeah. The way he writes though, it's a little...nihilistic? pretentious? kind of both. Especially since he's absolutely obsessed with the idea of self-destruction as a means of...not self-improvement, wrong word I guess. Reaching nirvana? They both have a philosophy like Buddhism on steroids.

"There isn't any real you in you," she says. "Even your physical body, all your cells will be replaced within eight years."
Skin, bones, blood, and organs transplant from person to person. Even what's inside you already, the colonies of microbes and bugs that eat your food for you, without them you'd die. Nothing of you is all-the-way yours. All of you is inherited.

And there are some parts of Fight Club that I agree with wholeheartedly, and some that I'm like "c'mon, gimme a break." He does have at least one definite good point in IM though:

...beauty is power the way money is power the way a loaded gun is power.

blah, blah, blah

And I just don't know what to do about next year. Because I don't know if living off campus would be too much all at once, but at the same time, I think if I had to deal with...living with some random stranger in a room twice the size of mine, with all these restrictions on where and when I can go, where and when people can come see me, no overnight leaving or visitors, no candles or incense or anything that could POSSIBLY be construed as a weapon, and I'm just...I don't know how many pointless rules I can take, after this 12 year stint of them. I'd probably just end up breaking them on accident or not, and get kicked out, big ol waste of money there. Plus, the way it's set up, I can't just be in for the fall semester and then switch out when I have enough credits, it's an all or nothing deal. Kind of stupid IMO. Also, pricy. It'd be cheaper to live off campus. Only issue there is that I'd have to be making that money at a job, it couldn't be covered by scholarships. On the other hand, if I'm *not* staying in the dorms, probably 100% of my tuition will be covered by scholarships, with some spill-over. So now the big deal is roommmate (only one person that comes to mind, and I don't want to be like "hey Alicia so you're moving in with me right", esp. when she hasn't made up her mind already, be all peer-pressurey, haha) or studio apartment. Studio apartment could be good, except I'd get lonely probably, and I don't think it'd be fair to a pet to get one, since I'd be gone quite a bit. Unless it was something relatively small, like a ferret, or self-sufficient, like a cat.

oh well, I'll think about it in the morning. Oh yeah, and note to self: check out the Byrd scholarship again, and see about getting forms for Bright Flight.

2007-03-06T21:37:00.000-08:00

ganked...but funny

Musical Numbers From Fight Club! The Musical.

By Michael Schulman and Allysha Powanda

"Bob Had Bitch Tits"

"Marla's Lament"

"His Name Was Tyler Durden, Durden"

"You Can't Talk About Fight Club ... but You Can Sing About Fight Club!"

"Our Soapy Paradise"

"(Haven't Been ****ed Like That Since) Grade School"

"The Project Mayhem Tango"

"Bob Had Bitch Tits" (reprise)

"Just the One of Us"

2007-03-04T00:01:00.000-08:00

blah...bad night, bad mood. (warning ya right here: bitchy post ahead) or I guess it wasn't so bad. I don't know. I just get sick of it, all of it, no matter what I don't fit in at all anywhere, everyone else has their cliques and their couples and no matter what I do I can't even hang out with them without feeling like the freak, the third/fifth/umpteenth odd wheel, I don't hardly get along with anyone my age but nobody older is like "whoo, yeah, let's hang out with the kid who's still in high school" (and looking around, I really can't blame them), so here I am, always on the outside, always without anyone, anyone who understands me or gets what I'm saying or can actually accept the fact that hey, every once in a while I want to dress edgy, and not call me a &^$#ing hooker, or give me shit about my clothes, or ANYTHING, I don't even mean boyfriend, just a FRIEND, I'm just sick of all of this...I don't think anyone means to but I always feel like I'm the toilet paper stuck on someone's shoe, as soon as they notice I'm around they try and shake me off, I'm the disposa-friend, hang out with me when *you* want to but if *I* want to do anything, no way jose, and the people that you think listen or care, but no, they just want things from you, which is obvious when they stop talking to you when you make it clear that they aren't getting it, and you thought they were your friend, but nope. I'm just sick of all these people who up and stop talking to me, rubbing salt into that one big wound when you'd think they'd know better, and wondering if I just give off some "hey, treat me like crap, no really, I'll grin and bear it!" vibe or something. I'm sick of everyone's immaturity, I try not to be oversensitive but sometimes people just say these things and I can't take it any way and I get annoyed, yeah sorry, it's not funny when you state the obvious about my eyeshadow or clothes or body features (especially for the fiftieth time in a FREAKING HOUR), and everyone jokes about these and other things and doesn't realize that on the occasions where it doesn't annoy me, it hurts. But maybe I'm just misinterpreting everyone, or being oversensitive. I guess I don't take being blown off very well, even if it was a long time ago...I don't know. And if I'm not being blown off by one person, it's somebody else, in a new and creative way. I'm sick of all of this. And it seems like there's no point in even hoping for anything to change, because it never does. I'm like the kid who's always screwed at musical chairs, haha.

In between work and AQT, my weekend's pretty much blown. as was last weekend. fun shit. I should have just stayed home tonight, because I probably would have gone to bed in a much better mood. brighter note: sold something at my etsy store, the rainbow hat.

Day out, day in
and begin again

olly olly oxen free

2007-02-23T20:57:00.000-08:00

eesh, I tried to start this post Thursday morning and I've been working on it off and on since then. Too busy!

(warning - long, long rambly photo-heavy post ahead)

So I read the other day about a contest thing, where you donate yarn to Interim House - they're teaching the women there to knit and crochet as sort of a stress relieving...thing...boy I'm eloquent - and not only do you get the warm fuzzies, but you get put in the running for a Jordiana Page bag full of knitting/crochet stuff. Here's the yarn I sent:

(excepting the Lion Brand Boucle, because my mom saw it and asked for a hat made from it, and I can't deny the woman that raised me, right?)

How many containers did it take? Not one, not two, but...

(or...two boxes and an envelope, I couldn't fit the tunisian crochet hook into either of the boxes and I'd already written about it in my note, so I was not about to be thwarted!)

Of course, I get there, and the lady tells me I can mail it all in a flat rate box for some eight bucks. Which is like, five bucks cheaper than it would've been seperately. so I did that instead.

I also went on a cleaning the kitchen spree night before last. I doubt my mom thinks it's clean of crafts, but now all of my yarn is shoved into 5 containers of varying sizes, except for 7-8 black and blue skeins of merino wool, for a knit sweater and crocheted hat and scarf, all stripy. Not that I'd wear them all at once or anything, I just really really like stripes. And blue and black. hah.

Tomorrow's going to freakin' kill me...have to be up at the school at six for a meet, (that's when I normally wake UP!) getting home around sixish, and then heading straight to work to close afterwards. Ouch. \

Oh yeah...I finished my fantabulous purse :D Check it out:

View of the holders under the flap, where I can stick knitting needles or tunisian crochet hooks (as demonstrated):

Stencilling along the flap:

yes, those are skulls with cross-crochet hooks and knitting needles. instead of bones. I know I'm a dork but I don't care. the stencil bled a bit, which really disappointed me - I think I waited too long after ironing the freezer paper on it, and I don't think it stuck so well to the canvas in the first place.

Not one, but TWO pockets on the inside:

And on the other side, a big pocket, with more slots for pens/crochet hooks/knitting needles (as demonstrated, again :P):

Couldn't possibly be any more places to shove my stuff, right? Wrong!

Pocket in the back, great for magazines or papers.

Here it is full of all my crap:

And here it is in actual use:

So proud!! It's working great so far. like I said, I can fit eeeeverything in there.

bleh, I need to list some more stuff on etsy. Most of this week, I've just been feeling kind of...I don't know. uninspired. I just want all of this to be over with. I'm sick of the stupid ritual of school taking up my time, of being tired all the time no matter what, and of being nice to people when I don't want to. I figure, most of these people I'm not going to see after I go to college, so why leave on bad terms? And I find myself wondering if it's a bad thing, that there are some 'friends' where my attitude is "have to be nice to them, don't want to leave on bad terms, in a few months I can just let things fade". One in particular just isn't who she used to be. And I think she's just going to end up throwing her life away and it depresses me. Actually, she's mostly the one that I just don't want to end things on bad terms for the sake of comfort. I don't know, it's all confusing. At least I'm a little less twitchy about making all-new friends after talking to Casey, who has many words of wisdom (sometimes :P).

The new girl at work is awesome. I was a little worried since a lot of times girls my age (or...girls in general) annoy me, but she's sooo nice and a total spaz, just like me. We got these new vans in that are pink and black striped with neon green accents. they are amazing.

It's supposed to get cold again. That is not, not, not, NOT cool.

2007-02-18T22:28:00.000-08:00

The aforementioned and long awaited photos of the massive rainbow scarf:

(note how I oh-so-cleverly seamed the sun and cloud motifs on there WITHOUT ANY STICHES SHOWING! *is proud*)

And though this isn't the exact hat, it's the same pattern:

I forgot to mention earlier that Ashley won tickets for the AFI/Sick of it All/The Dear and Departed show in Springfield. (or at least, I think I did, and at this point I'm far too lazy to check) Which was pretty freakin' cool - better than I expected. AFI is one of those bands that I like sometimes, but I have to be in the right mood for it. They put on a great live show though, and the other two bands were good too. (gotta admit, I liked Sick of it All better than The D&D) And their guitarist? (SOIA, that is) a *total* spaz. Holy crap, the guy was jumping around and pogoing and running back and forth across the stage for the entire 30 minutes or so that they played. I don't think he stood still once.

Plus, Davey Havok? Say it with me now: mmmmm...

I'm annoyed with this purse that I made...impressed with all the shiny colors of the rainbow scarf, I decided to make a rainbow messenger bag. Which took FOR-FREAKIN-EVER, I might add (those straps? so boring)...and when I seamed it up...due to a minor error, one side of it is an inch higher than the other. And even if it was just for me and not for my etsy shop, I wouldn't be able to leave it that way. Sooo I'm letting it sit and not looking at it for a while so it won't annoy me, and I'm probably going to have a go at re-assembling it tomorrow.

things to do ~~tomorrow~~ this week:
-fill out application for MSU
-reassemble purse
-get started/finish on my grandma's hat
-finish wristwarmer set for etsy (and get buttons for neckwarmer)
-finish cupcake
-finish listing for scarf
-list hat, reassembled purse, cupcake, neckwarmer, and wristwarmers
-round purse
-skull purse
-file taxes (rebate = good)
-make myself the freakin' purse and laptop bag that've been in planning stages for FOREVER (sewing may be a lot more instant gratification than crochet, but you can't do it while watching Buffy)
-order Denise set and mohair yarn

whew. when I put it like that, it seems really depressing. also, go figure that as I'm actually getting started(ish) on my two sweater projects, it's finally warming up. Supposed to hit 70 sometime this week. I'm not sure if I believe it, but if it does happen, I can deal with having some knit/crocheted garments that aren't wearable until next winter. (although I think the mohair will probably breathe enough for me to get at least some wear out of it...) also on the to-do list at some point is try out some of those patterns from the 70s that I got from my grandma (were originally my great-grandma's), because there's some neat clothing patterns that I could probably adapt. The whole thing is that I hate working from patterns, but I can't normally figure out how something is done and how well it works until I've...done the pattern. d'oh. It's interesting how (flipping through those patterns just now) that people want to say crochet was so tacky in the 70s, but they figured out something that people want to ignore today...that you can't use worsted-weight yarn for really wearable garments (stuff that isn't a poncho/hat/scarf, though I dunno how wearable some of those ponchos were...haha). I think that's a good reason everyone thinks of crochet as so chunky.

I think I might destash by putting some yarn/random stuff up on etsy. mainly my knitting looms...now that I can needle-knit, I don't really need them any more. And I wasn't too fond of the chunky results anyways, except for something like a hat (which...I never got, I'll admit, haha). or I might just give them to my sister, she seemed to like them. At the very least, I'll probably be getting rid of some of them. Or maybe use them to make some fun-fur scarfs first...I got some for Christmas, and that stuff is HARD to crochet with (can't see the stitches).

not looking forward to going back to school tomorrow, I spent my whole weekend feeling like crap. at least I don't have to work again 'til Thursday (and Friday, and Saturday)

Anyways...wow...long rambly post...ok, night now!

2007-02-17T23:18:00.000-08:00

So I go to Michael's on Thursday, and I'm looking at the magazines (can't find knit.1). This girl who works there glances at me and goes "man, you're here all the time aren't you?" (which made me laugh) I go back and see the sale yarn, and grab a skein each of black and blue merino wool to make a stripey scarf and hat with. Friday, I go to Springfield to check out Simply Fibers, which is pretty cool - and the lady who works there is totally friendly, unlike the lady at the Needle Niche (what a freakin' snob). After I left there, I went to the Thread Peddler, or what used to be that store, as apparently it got closed down. Pointless detour. Randomly wander around Springfield for a while, go in a big circle, and find their Hobby Lobby completely by accident. Buy some clearance yarn and chocolate. I went home, and decided to go straight to Joplin to just get some more of the merino for the aforementioned sweater...the same girl is working. I walk up to the register with five more balls of wool...she looks at me and says "you're an addict, you have a problem".

That cracks me up.

I managed to find knit.1 at Hastings today, and at the same time stumbled across this 'zine called Razorcake, which was only $4 and looks fan-freaking-tastic. 'a non-profit magazine to cover independent and underground music'. Maybe it'll be a decent replacement for AMP, which has swiftly gone downhill in my opinion. I mean, the columns are still ok, but they went from covering NOFX and the like, to My Chemical Romance...who seem like nice guys, but c'mon, not my thing.

I still need to order the Denise set - the store in Springfield apparently doesn't carry them, will just order them in. Phooey. and the mohair yarn to crochet my sweater with.

Speaking of which, this annoys me. Not so much the actual post as the comments. Like people never knit anything ugly, oh no. It's always crocheted. Esp. the post about how crochet is only either tasteless or classy. Gag me, what a bunch of snobs. (not that anyone besides me is really going to care at all, but y'know)

I feel like CRAP. Again! It's not fair. I am so totally and unbelievably ready for summer, or spring at least.

2007-02-11T21:42:00.000-08:00

this song makes me laugh (it's on this month's Journey's cd...very fitting for Valentine's Day):

14 people in the club
Ima robot with no love?
Backstage she came rolling up
She said, "Do anything and I love ya."

Well, there must be a mistake
Girl, you're way too hot
You could make a million dollars with the face you got
Don't you know my last number was a flop?
She said, "Do anything and I love ya."

Well, I don't do love letters
I'm no good with flowers
If I forget your birthday
Will you still love me?

Well, what are the odds of
One true love?
You say "high"
But I have my doubts

What are the odds of
Me letting you down?
Please don't cry; it's just your love
It creeps me out

Now she can't stop from loving me
Making me food, touching me
I told her, "I ain't got money on me."
She said, "Do anything and I love ya."

Yeah, I know your mom makes fun of me
And you caught your best friend under me
I guess this means you're done with me
She said, "Do anything and I love ya."

Well, I go out all hours
You get strange phone calls
I'm so A.D.D. with you
But you still love me

Well, what are the odds of
One true love?
You say "High"
But I have my doubts

What are the odds of
Me letting you down?
Please don't cry, it's just your love
It creeps me out

You're creeping me out

She don't screw my friends
And she cleans up my house
All of this love girl is creeping me out

haha. I told Jessi, who came in to see me today, that for Valentine's day I was going to go buy myself chocolate and then come home and watch Fight Club and crochet. She thinks I'm weird. I think it makes perfect sense.

I feel really bad for my manager. His mom recently passed away, and obviously...ow. I never know what to say in situations like that, what's ok to say and what sounds stupid, and I just...I see how broken he is about it, and I realize that if I was in the same situation I would probably be worse off. It makes me realize that he's closer to my age than I normally think of him as (I'll admit, I look up to him and ask him advice on a lot of stuff, I consider him a really close friend even if he is my manager), and that he probably thought he had another good 10-20 years with his mom, if he thought about it at all. Who thinks about that? It's sad, and it makes me want to hug everyone I care about.

2007-02-08T21:12:00.000-08:00

Ok. So. I read this, and that lead me to this, and I'm not gonna lie, I bawled like a baby. Which means that at least half my tax return (oh crap I was going to file that today and I forgot >_< SuperCrafty store in all likelihood. You should buy some too. Even if you don't knit. 'Cause it goes to that adorable baby's momma. And hey, there's embroidery and stuff too. Also if you're at a total lack of what to buy...you all know SOMEONE who could use it...*cough* ;)

Besides which, there's some nice stuff at relatively low prices (the megamart shopper in me cringes, the fiber-geek is all "ooh" and "ahh"), considering.

In the very good news, the scarf and hat set is finished. And it looks damn good, if I do say so myself. Pictures should be coming soon. Although I have to say, that if anyone ever asks me to make a 6"x6' scarf again...I'll charge more. It doesn't bother me so much this time because I know the girl, and because it wasn't her fault that I TOTALLY underestimated the amount of time it would take (I'm thinking it added up to something like 10-12 hours total). Hah, I'm such a whiner. This is why I rarely tackle big projects. Although that should be changing soon because I'm planning on doing my first crochet sweater soon. And knit, soon to follow. Aren't you all excited for me and stuff?

But right now I'm taking a teensy(as in, 2 day) break from crocheting that will probably extend until tomorrow because most of the scarf was done on Tuesday when I stayed home sick - message kiddies: something like 8 hours of crocheting in one stint? BAD IDEA. My wrist was killing me until recently. And it's still a little touchy. Yup, I'm a dork. A dorky dorky hooker.

And the other half of my tax return is going to get spent at Simply Fibers in Springfield. If I can *ever* get there. Was planning to go on Saturday, and the weather is supposed to be icky in the extreme. So I might try for tomorrow. Maybe. I dunno.

2007-02-03T20:53:00.000-08:00

I'm feeling marginally better. So, like I got ran over with an SUV instead of a truck. although I'm not sure there'd be any arguable difference.

This comic cracks me up. It's like me, except with yarn/needles/hooks/fabric instead of glue and glitter.

I dunno if anyone noticed, but I've added quite a few links to the sidebar. A ton of crafty/knit/crochet links, and some local bloggers that I kept meaning to add but forgot.

If I feel up to it, there's a good chance I'll go thrift-storing tomorrow. I hope I do.

I didn't mention before; as far as commissioned stuff has been going, I'm doing okay. A girl I talk to regularly from a forum I go to wants a cloudy day cloche with a matching scarf, so I'm doing that, Dave wanted a plain black hat for someone with a big head, if I'm allowed to disclose that :P , and Daniel T from school wants a royal purple hat (go figure). Nobody's bought anything for my store yet, but hopefully I'll be able to finish up the commissions tomorrow and then spend next week in art working on some new stuff for my shop.

so now, I'm going to finish this row on the scarf, and then go to bed. maybe with a brownie in between here and there. btw, pizza =/= good flu food.

2007-02-03T13:44:00.000-08:00

I feel like a truck ran me overrrrr. Ow. I started feeling ucky last night, and when I woke up this morning, I stayed in bed for some 2 hours because I just didn't want to move. This sucks, because it means no excursion to Springfield, no Denise set, no Pan's Labyrinth. *sigh* The only thing it DOES mean is lots of sitting or laying down. And probably crocheting too. I still need to make a laptop bag and a new purse...but that requires all that walking. Maybe tomorrow.

2007-01-31T17:21:00.000-08:00

less than an inch of snow today my ass...we've already got 2-3 inches and the roads are NASTY. I'm betting that means that '1-2 inches' tonight means another 3-4. It's like a code.

working on a hat...my etsy is officially up and running - http://mishee.etsy.com. and has been for a few days, but I was going to wait until I had some more stuff up to say anything. Oh well, looks like I'll probably have the rest of tonight and all day tomorrow to work on it haha. Also looks like I might not get to go to Springfield on Saturday after all. :( (was going to go check out their LYS - that's local yarn store for the non-craft-geeks - and maybe see Pan's Labyrinth if it's still playing) I hope so though. I really want a set of Denise knitting needles so I can start tackling some projects. I'm sorry, but it's just a PIA to run out and buy a new set for everything.

Speaking of projects, I finished my devil hat:

Which got a pretty good reception. And I love it. I have one plain hat that needs an applique, one hat that I'm finishing up right now, and I STILL need to finish my shrug (just add the patches, after I make them). The tunisian corset, which I started and got a row and a half into and frogged, needs restarted. I've got some other great ideas that I can't wait to get started on. Yeah, I'm a geek, so sue me. Although the one project I'm NOT looking forward to is sorting all of this stuff again! ack. it grows, I swear.

2007-01-29T22:46:00.000-08:00

ahahaha...funnier than it should be...I'm tired

Religions of the World

Taoism: Shit happens.
Hinduism: This shit happened before.
Buddhism: When shit happens is it really shit?
Islam: If shit happens, it is the will of Allah.
Zen Buddhism: What is the sound of shit happening?
Catholicism: If shit happens, you deserve it.
Protestantism: Let shit happen to someone else.
Presbyterian: This shit was bound to happen.
Lutheran: If shit happens, don't talk about it.
Fundamentalism: If shit happens, you will go to hell, unless you are born again. (Amen!)
Televangelism: Send more shit.
Judaism: Why does this shit always happen to us?
Calvinism: Shit happens because you don't work.
Seventh Day Adventist: No shit shall happen on Saturday.
Mormonism: God sent us this shit.
Wiccan: An it harm none, let shit happen.
Jehovah's Witnesses: *knock knock* Shit happens.
Hare Krishna: Shit happens rama rama ding dong
Atheism: I can't believe this shit!
Agnostic: Shit might have happened; then again, maybe not.
Rastafarianism: Let's smoke this shit!

2007-01-23T17:26:00.000-08:00

ok, two questions for my readers - I'll love ya forever if you can help me out:

#1. is there any way to switch favorites (from Firefox) from one computer to another?
#2. is there any kind of online search engine or some such where you can search a word and find common proverbs or phrases or whatnot that involve that word?

2007-01-23T12:36:00.000-08:00

Clearance aisles are really bad for me. How, you ask?

That's how. Ouch. But look...that fabric (the neon colored leopard print and zebra print stuff, which probably everyone except me will find godawful ugly) was $1.50 a yard! and those quilter block thingies were like $3.50. No, I don't quilt. But I bet I can make some great appliques out of them. And the yarn was cheap too. And look - that blue yarn (which you can't really see) matches the blue houndstooth. And then all that cotton yarn was on sale at Hobby Lobby and I NEEDED those colors for a hat in progress. I also got some bamboo knitting needles with a coupon for my sister, because she has taken up knitting. Kind of. And those shoes were $12! $12!!! I can blame the shoes on Lydia at least, because she made the mistake of showing me the clearance aisle in shoes. Yeah, it's her fault.

My shrug is almost done. I need to make the hood, and I need to seam up the sleeves. and then make the patches for the shoulders...I decided it was too plain, so I'm going to embroider swallows (old sailor-jerry style) in black on the pink stuff that I got on clearance, and sew those on it. that should do it. and one of the neon-animal prints is going to be a laptop bag, for my new squishy. (yes, that is what I decided to name it) I was going to crochet one out of this wool that I have and felt it, and then embroider a lotus on it. then I realized it would take like 6 balls of yarn, and I only have two (one already crocheted up). But I still like the idea. Just have nothing to make with it.

Working on editing pictures of hats for my shop. I still need to set up a paypal account so that I can actually start listing items. Plus I have some new ideas. Not enough time in the day....considering that I still to need vacuum the house, among other things, before I leave, and I wanted to go someplace with wifi to download some more things.

I'm still enjoying the lack of school. Even if it might mean that I'll have to graduate later, which I'm trying not to think about.

2007-01-22T13:44:00.000-08:00

so I'm looking at the pictures for the first His Dark Materials move...I am excited. As excited as I am about the TMNT movie, and if you know me, that's saying something :P

makes me want to go read those books again. but I should probably be taking pictures for my etsy store since I got a head-mannequin yesterday ($3 at Sally's, woot woot).

I reaaaally don't want to go back to school tomorrow.

2007-01-20T00:02:00.000-08:00

whoooooooooooooooooooooooo our internet is back! well, electricity, and with it the internet. I'm just hoping it doesn't go off again tomorrow.

boring boring BORING week. no school all week, obviously. but it's not a whole lot of fun when you're stuck in one room of a house. and the light was so bad that I couldn't crochet unless it was light outside too.

I think I have a good chance at getting the job at JoAnn's (and if I don't, Michael's might be hiring at the end of the month). I hope so, because I'm working one day a week at Journey's, which is obviously not cutting it, higher minimum wage or no.

(crafty rant that nobody's going to care about starts here)

I really do NOT get this whole bias with knitting and crochet. I mean, I can't even purl yet(which is a whole 'nother rant, because I tried that at least three times this week and all I ended up with was a garter stitch swatch, definitely NOT stockinette - even using three sets of instructions and a freakin' video, am I just dense or what?), and I already own more knitting books than crochet books just because there's so many MORE of them (4 vs. 3, but still). Why? BECAUSE THERE'S SO MANY MORE OF THEM! And with cuter patterns too. This makes no sense to me. Knitters get more magazines, more books, more cute patterns, and more funky type patterns too. I mean, there are punk-y knitting patterns for clothes and accessories and stuff. Things I'd wear. The vast majority of crocheted patterns I've seen are either afghans or things that, don't get me wrong, have merit and good design, but I wouldn't touch with a ten-foot pole. It all looks just like the stuff at Aero or American Eagle or whatnot, and if you know me, you know that's NOT what I wear. I mean, sure, knitting is better at making fabric that stretches and...uh...unstretches? expands and contracts would be a better choice of words, maybe. anyways, does whatever, easily. But I don't think it necessarily has better drape or is all that much thinner than crochet, and I like the look of crocheted stuff more. More texture.

I guess it's kind of a moot point anyways with the patterns, because I don't usually do well with patterns (they give me headaches), but I've seen very little to even get inspiration from. Except for knitted stuff, and that's silly, because even though neither of them is better than the other, they're different things and trying to make one look like the other is just retarded and a waste of time. Highlight the good things, don't try and make it look like anything else. Yuck.

I had most of this conversation with Dave earlier and we decided that it all comes down to the fact that the word 'knit' rhymes with way more things and is much easier to pun with. 'Crochet', however is not. haha. all he came up with was 'the croshiznit', which made me laugh. and I will find a use for it eventually.

And now, back to the hooded shrug and tunisian faux corset... (see, I guess I'm not doing so badly)

2007-01-16T14:29:00.000-08:00

this sucks - we're on day 3 (or 4, maybe) of no power, no phone, no water. (no heat, except for our fireplace - so when we're at home, we have everyone plus our pets inside one room, the rest of the house is probably 35 degrees) right now we're at my mom's work, charging everything, getting warm, and checking our email. I think I saw on the Joplin Globe that there's 100,000 without power. ouch. plus, I feel like a steaming pile of poo. Everything hurts. I'm just hoping school's cancelled for tomorrow too, and that our power gets back up soon. I reaaaally don't want to shower at the Y three days in a row. Or for that matter, have to get up an hour early to go shower at my grandma's house before school.

2007-01-12T15:59:00.000-08:00

Inventory so far: 2 1/2 hats and a headwrap. of course, considering the fact that I'll probably be stuck at home all weekend(yay for ice storms), I'll have plenty of time.

dammit, I need a second job.

I really really hate school. And this town. Oohh but I forgot, I can't mention that, that's libel. *eyeroll*

but I have sugar, so it's okay for the moment.

"Chocolate solves all problems."
"I think I'm gonna barf."
"Except that one."

name the source! DO IT MAN!

yeah I dunno I've been in a really weird mood for most of this week.

2007-01-07T20:57:00.000-08:00

the trip to Springfield went well. Got new shoes, met cool new people, etc. etc. Saw The Prestige today and talk about a mindf--- movie. It's worse than Donnie Darko and Fight Club combined. Afterwards me and Stacia went to Subway and then to the mall. This conversation proceeded at Subway:

Stacia: So the other day I was cooking...yeah, I've got all into cooking now. I bake. I'm a baker.
Michelle: Did I tell you I can knit now?! I'm a knitter AND a crocheter!
Stacia: Oooh, cool!
*short pause*
Michelle: This is probably the dorkiest conversation we've ever had.
Stacia: Possibly the dorkiest ever recorded by mankind.

ahhh I love my friends, they make my heart happy :)

2007-01-05T22:42:00.000-08:00

I can now knit! very basically, but I can. So since I completed that goal so quickly I'm adding another one...get a crocheted item accepted to Crochet Me online magazine.

excursion to Springfield tomorrow, should be fun. going to talk to the people at Good Girl Art Gallery about selling on commission. So I'm desperately trying to finish up making my outfit, haha.

2007-01-03T20:20:00.000-08:00

Oh yeah. I almost forgot. New Year's resolutions (Heath says you're only supposed to have one, I don't care...call them goals then)...

1. Yoga 3x a week
2. Start the craft store and maybe selling on consignment (been rethinking that a bit...it'd shoot the prices up a lot for me to be able to make a profit, so I don't know)
3. Learn to knit
4. Integrate all aspects of my life together into one functioning whole instead of a bunch of shattered pieces
5. Not get walked all over

Yeah, about the consignment - dunno if I could sell anything. Let's say it takes 2 hours to make a hat, and the stuff for the hat cost $5. I'm not going to pay myself minimum wage, so let's say $8/hr. $21-23 is what I' d normally set as a price. however, everywhere I look the consignment is 40/60 (60% going to me). For me to get the same amount of profit, the price at whatever boutique would be $35. Pretty steep. Not that anyone really cares about all this stuff in the end, but y'know, I like to babble.

2007-01-03T19:07:00.000-08:00

Just got home from running around...gotta love the comments some of Alicia's coworkers make. And then when I left and paid (I'd got a roll and a drink) her manager, who I had previously thought hated me with a fiery fiery passion, gave me a discount. Weird stuff.

I stopped by Hobby Lobby to get some yarn to make hats for Jessica and Shane - Jess wants a hat with cat ears like I did for Megan for Christmas, except in black and blue (I did Megan's in black and gold for school colors). Shane wants a beanie with gold fun fur type edging. Which I undercharged him for, silly Mormon better appreciate it. Anyways, I also picked up a pair of bamboo knitting needles on clearance (going back tomorrow, because I get paid and there's more) with the flexi-end things. The long ones are just too awkward for my hands and way too hard to hold after being used to a crochet hook. I have decided that, come hell or high water, I am GOING to learn how to knit. Not because I don't like crocheting (I have a feeling I might end up preferring it in the end, using more yarn or no), but just because it bothers me that I don't know how. So, I also traded in some books at Eccentrix and got the first Stitch-N-Bitch book. Again. Probably my own damn copy that I sold them a while ago when I gave up. It'd be great if I had high speed internet so I could download the videos at knittinghelp.com, but unfortunately, I can't. Can't do it on the school's computers either(was going to put it on my 1 GB flash drive). And when I went to the library every single computer was totally used up and looked like it'd be that way for a while. Ideas anyone? I'll probably just have to wait until I get my laptop (belated Christmas present, or early graduation present, however you want to look at it, from my parents) and go someplace with wifi.

After that I went to Alicia's place of work. As read above.

I have a feeling I'm going to really really hate the group of people in my Economics class. There's these two sophomore girls who get on my nerves SO EFFING BAD that after the first ten minutes of class I was thinking "duct tape...need some duct tape...".

It cracked me up because I brought in my crocheting to school today - figure I can work on it in art, and that way get credit for the stuff I make and start working on inventory to sell (so far, have a headwrap thing and a hat. yeah I'm doing great.). I did some during first hour too, and had one of the ladies stop and tell me that she thought it was great I was doing it because not a lot of young ladies know how. And another younger one say she wish she knew how, so I offered to bring in a hook and some yarn (got some cheap acrylic lying around) and teach her. Made my heart all fuzzy. Nicer than the "old lady" comments I get in art class sometime. until, of course, someone sees that I actually make nifty stuff, like the cat hat, and they all decide they want one...but y'know, for wal-mart prices. Shane was astonished that I asked $11 dollars for the beanie until I pointed out to him that it'll take me almost two hours to make it, if I go fast, so that gives me less than minimum wage and doesn't even factor in cost of materials. That shut him up pretty quick.

And so now, I'm done with the post that the majority of my readers will probably find extremely boring.

2006-12-26T23:23:00.000-08:00

Lindor truffles are like CRACK.

I feel like crap and have for days.

Today at work sucked. I have Thursday off. Looking forward to it.

I got a sewing machine for Christmas, among many other good things.

I'm having scrambled eggs on toast at night.

People frustrate me.

I finished Alicia's present but it didn't turn out how I wanted. :(

I watched Fight Club, it roxored my soxors. don't care what you say Alicia :P besides which....Brad Pitt, who I normally don't find that attractive, is FREAKING HOT in that movie. mmm. yeah anyways...

/end

2006-12-25T13:20:00.000-08:00

Haji was a punk
Just like any other boy
And he never had no trouble
'Til he started up his oi band
Safe in the garage
Or singing in the tub
Till Haji went too far
And he plugged in at the pub
'Twas a cold Christmas Eve
When Trevor and the skins
Popped in for a pint
And to nick a back of crisps
Trevor liked the music
But not the unity
He unwound Haji's turban
And he knocked him to his knees
If God came down on Christmas day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and oi to the skins
But oi to the world and everybody wins!"
Haji was a bloody mess
He ran out through the crowd
He said "We'll meet again,
We are bloody, not unbowed"
Trevor called his bluff
And told him where to meet
Christmas day on the roof
Down at 20 Oxford street
If God came down on Christmas day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and oi to the skins
But oi to the world and everybody wins!"
On the roof with the nunchucks
Trevor broke a lot of bones
But Haji had a sword like that guy in Indiana Jones
Police sirens wailing,
A bloody dying man
Haji was alone
And abandoned by his band
Trevor was there fading
And still so full of hate
When the skins left him there
And went down the fire escape (Oi! Oi!)
But then Haji saw the north star shining more then ever
So he made a tourniqet from his turban saving Trevor
Then repelled down the roof
With the rest of the turban
And went back to the pub
Where they bought each other bourbon
If God came down on Christmas day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and oi to the skins
But oi to the world and everybody wins!"
If god came down on Christmas day
I know exactly what he'd say
He'd say "Oi to the punks and oi to the skins
But oi to the world and everybody wins!"

2006-12-22T11:44:00.000-08:00

The man that used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad. they found
A way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care. the television's
Put a thought inside your
Head like a Barry Manilow
jingle I'd like to teach the
world to sing in perfect
Harmony a symphonic blank
stare. It doesn't make you
care.
Not designed to make you
care.
They're betting you won't
care.

They'll place a wager on your
greed. A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when a million others tried

-

Lost the battle lost the war lost the things
Worth fighting for lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain
The going gets tough the tough get debt
Don't pay attention pay the rent your next of kin
Pay for your sins a little faith should keep us safe

Save us

The human existence is failing,
Resistance essential. The future
Written off. The odds are
Astronomically against us only
Moron and genius would fight a
Losing battle against the super
Ego when giving in is so damn
Comforting.

And so we go on with our lives we
Know the truth but prefer lies
Lies are simple simple is bliss. Why
Go against tradition when we can
admit defeat. Live in decline. Be the
Victim of our own design
With status quo built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their
neck Fellow members of club
We've got ours, I'd
Like to introduce
You to our host
He's got his and I've
Got mine. Meet
The decline

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition in the class war

We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soylent green

2006-12-19T19:11:00.000-08:00

yet another thing added to the Ever Growing List of Things to Get Done on Break (that seems to mostly involve cleaning and organizing...):

clean my car! everyone trashed it the other night and now the backseat (which, as we all know, is the most important part...hahaha just kidding) is covered in Jones soda bottles and other various assortments. ack.

Wednesday...that is, tomorrow...I work 2-8. Need to stop by Pac Sun, Romancing the Stone, and Eccentrix (maybe Vintage Stock?); get applications. Fill them out and probably return them on Thursday after work (I get off at five) while I'm doing my last minute shopping. Y'know what's great about that last minute shopping? I'm just buying stuff to make the gifts haha. One of these years I WILL get everyone's gifts to them before Christmas. Because it hasn't happened so far and it only MIGHT this year; if I meet up with people later in the day on Christmas to give them stuff.

I need to buy an adjustable mannequin of I ever plan on making anything for anyone else. Since it's kind of annoying to have people in your house to try things on. And a head-mannequin or two regardless. I have no idea where to buy those at though (I know at least that I can get an adjustable mannequin at the Jo-Ann's website, or maybe in the store, but I'm on the mailing list so I get like 40% off website stuff). And no idea where I'd keep them since mannequins kind of freak me out. (it's a quirk, ok?) Maybe I should check the Salvation Army. I haven't been to there or the DAV in a while. That's one of the other things I should do this break, have a thrift-store day...

However, there is the issue that I have no place to PUT any of this. My craft corner already is threatening to swallow the kitchen whole (something my mom is not entirely happy about, to say the least...*cough*). I just don't have anywhere to PUT all of it. Cleaning that up should probably be on my projects-for-break list too. Eep.

This is the most pathetic example of someone trying to use sex to sell something I've seen in a LONG time.

so, the reoganized list for break:
-do something for myself, completely and selfishly
-make something for myself and nobody else
-finish up my Christmas gifts and get them to most everyone before the end of break
-clean up my room
-go through photos and put them in my (NEW, that Lydia thoughtfully got me :) ) scrapbook
-~~be happy for five minutes at least~~
-clean up/reorganize my documents on the computer, along with bookmarks
-clean/wash car
-attempt to clean up crafty/sewy area
-work on/go through with my idea(s) for selling the crafty things
-have a thrift store day

2006-12-19T14:43:00.000-08:00

Star Wars Horoscope for Libra

You are on a lifelong pursuit of justice and determined to succeed.
You convey the art of persuasion through force.
You always display your supreme intelligence.
You have a great talent in obtaining balance between yourself and your surroundings.

Star wars character you are most like: Obi Wan Kenobie

What Is Your Star Wars Horoscope?

Okay, open suggestion time. (man, I've been blogging waaaaay too much over the past few days)
As most of you know, I'm the crafty type of person, I make things and stuff. But, since lately (in between making all these Christmas presents like crazy and stuff) I've been getting pretty fast at crocheting and I'm working on a few other areas (Tunisian crochet and loom knitting, neither of which will probably mean anything to the vast majority of you) or soon shall be, the thought occurs to me that it would be nifty if I could sell some of these winter-wares somewhere. The prices would probably be relatively cheap, obviously depending on what the item was, how simple/complicated to make, and how much/what kind of material it used, but probably going between $5-15 for hats, similar prices for scarves, and a moderate price-range for other stuff (wrist/arm warmers, hobo mitts, leg warmers, hats with various designs, chokers, whatever else I can think of). About the same or maybe a little lower than most retail prices (again, depending on what).

Problem: Where do I sell it? I'm planning on setting up an etsy shop soon, but I have a few ideas for stuff that might sell better locally. And that would probably result in a faster profit. But no idea where to sell it that the target market (15-25 on most stuff, as a random guess) would frequent. That wouldn't require a huge payment or anything funky. Ideas, anyone? The only thing I've come up with so far is maybe seeing if Eccentrix does commission selling...

2006-12-18T22:40:00.000-08:00

another thing to add to my to-do list: clean up my documents, seeing as how I might soon be switching them all over to another computer...and 'cause it's just a mess, hah.

why can't I sleep?!?!

2006-12-18T18:31:00.000-08:00

my goals for break:

-do something for myself, completely and selfishly
-make something for myself and nobody else
-finish up my Christmas gifts and get them to most everyone before the end of break
-clean up my room
-go through photos and put them in my (NEW, that Lydia thoughtfully got me :) ) scrapbook
-be happy for five minutes at least...

2006-12-17T22:15:00.000-08:00

elaboration on earlier:

Relatively boring week. I'm getting annoyed because, my bad, I'm sorry, but I didn't realize that my hair was so short to get all the comments it has been at school. I mean, FFS, do people have nothing better to say?! One girl in my weights class, who I used to consider a pretty good friend, has CONSTANTLY been saying "yeah well at least I don't look like a boy, Michelle!"

And I'm really sorry but it leaves me wanting to say "Yeah well at least I don't look like I got kicked in the face by a horse" or something equally mean, just because there's only so much grin-and-bear it I can do. There's a really fine line between not being walked all over and being a bitch, and the way I tend to do things is that it builds up and them some really tiny thing sets me off screaming and everybody gives me the "what the hell did you just freak out for" look. I'm just tired of it.

I mentioned to Jessica what the girl keeps saying. Her response "Well, people just don't get that sometimes you want to get a weird haircut and sometimes it turns out bad."

gee. Thanks. I mean, normally I'd not mention her name, but I'm just getting sick of her shit in general and she doesn't read this blog, so hey why not? I spend 2-3 hours making a shirt that I wore last weekend to work with a plaid skirt, fishnets, and non-heeled boots from Journey's..."What are you wearing? You look like a hooker!" I'm getting sick of the "oh I'm such a rebel, I'm so different" bull when all she does is desperately try to fit into the stoner-rebel mold instead of the brainless-prep mold. I'm getting sick of the acting incredibly different around different people thing. I'm getting really sick of not ever hearing anything good about my hair or clothes or whatever. And of hearing "oh well I was just giving you my OPINION that's what good friends DO" on the rare occassions I do say something about it; no, giving your opinion in a rude way WHEN IT WAS NOT ASKED FOR is not something friends do, I don't randomly go "those boots look HIDEOUS" because if the person wearing them likes them, then why do I have to bring them down?

Amy asked me at work;

"You know what I wonder, Michelle? I wonder why you let people treat you so poorly."

And I don't have a good answer but I don't have a solution either. Is it worth saying anything to deal with the repercussions and the awkward moments and everything? I'm just trying to stick it out 'til the end of this year, and I'm not entirely sure why I'm looking forward to that because I don't have anyone to room with or anything, Alicia's moving and she's the only person I honestly feel like I can trust, I have a few other so-so friends but everyone's too caught up in their own stuff to care. I wish I didn't have to have that Weights class. I wish, I know it's supposed to be the working for things that makes them worth having, or whatever, but I wish I could just go to sleep, and wake up, and have everything how I want it. 'Cause as is, I'm so tired of fighting with it and wasting my time all of this completely boring useless mundane BULLSHIT, that I just want to go to sleep for a long time anyways.

Also wondering why I'm taking the time and effort to hand-make almost everyone's gifts when most likely they'd probably prefer some mass-merchandised POS anyways.

2006-12-17T12:56:00.000-08:00

I'm just sick of everything...I'm sick of everybody trying to get me to be something I'm not, sick of the brain-killing monotony of school, sick of my so-called friends treating me like I'm something disposable, sick of everybody acting like I'm some kind of idiot child (which is ironic, considering). And I still have half of everyone's Christmas presents to buy or make.

2006-12-12T16:48:00.000-08:00

I was fine 30 minutes ago, and now I feel awful. Headachey and nauseous. And like an idiot, but that's from something earlier in the day.

2006-12-11T22:05:00.000-08:00

sooo...I was doing okay until I started overthinking things. As usual.

I have enough hours to squeak by on CCE. Which means I can do it again next semester, which means that as SOON as holidays are over I'm going to start looking for a second job, even though that's a really bad time (maybe a new job altogether, because...)

We had a staff meeting Sunday. I was not very happy after leaving it. Maybe I'm oversensitive, I don't know, but I persistently feel like I'm being treated like crap there because I've been working there the longest by far out of the associates (I've been there since the end of July, closest one is Jordan at mid-October) but all of the privileges or whatnot are going to the other ones. Three 'select employees' were informed that they were good enough workers or whatever to do returns and exchanges (normally only a manager/comanager thing)...yeah, I wasn't one of them. Jordan, guy who's been there about a month, and a girl who has been there about 2 weeks or less were. I know it's not that big of a deal but it royally pisses me off, along with the fact that I felt like I was getting yelled at for a bunch of things I didn't do. It's like they forget I'm an associate or something. I'm fuming because of all of the above and manager says "So, as a participant, did I do a good job or was I too aggressive?" Uhhh...you're asking the person who got screwed over? Say what now?

And...the new girl. I don't know what it is, I don't know if it's that a lot of girls annoy me anyways, or that she acts like she's older or superior to me somehow (she's some 2 months younger than me), or if it's that the comanager used to make this big ruckus about how associates aren't supposed to fraternize with upper management and yet her and this girl go out ALL THE TIME and did before she was hired, still do, or that she flirts obnoxiously with all of the guys, or what (the fact that she has a supremely annoying voice really doesn't help), but after some 4 hours of being around her Sunday I was left wanting to yell and hit things. Already annoyed, but sheesh. Not to mention, there's only so many times I can hear "H, why won't you turn gay for me?" or "H is the love of my life, he just hasn't realized that I'm the love of his yet" before I want to be like "OKAY IT'S NOT CUTE ANY MORE, WASN'T TO BEGIN WITH, SHUT UP". People don't usually get under my skin quite this bad without doing something extremely asinine first, but yeeeeesh.

School is the usual, as I said to Alicia, grr, argh, makes me want to pull my hair. Boring, waste of my time. What else is new.

2006-12-10T17:27:00.000-08:00

So I cut my hair. REALLY cut it haha. I have some pictures, but they're from like...the day after I cut it, and I've been styling it a bit messier/curlier. Here they are anyways:

haha and I can totally put it into a mohawk. (which I might try later today) YES! Got mixed feedback on it....I really like it. But if I get one more person going "WHY DID YOU CUT YOUR HAIR?!" then I think I might smack them. Because I wanted to, duh.

I like that Postsecret. Which reminds me that I need to watch Fight Club still.

Pretty uneventful weekend overall, but it was made yesterday for (probably totally silly, but I can get my hopes up if I want to) reasons that you people aren't going to know (unless I tell you specifically).

There's an art show at the Foundry next Friday...gonna be submitting some of my stuff (only two; pencil/oil pastel one of a hawk from last year and acrylic of Yggdrasil) although I doubt it'll be good enough to get in. But I can try anyways, and I'll probably end up going. Should be fun.

Mandatory staff meeting tonight from 7-9. Had to work yesterday from 10-9, that SUCKED. I was originally only scheduled for 2-10, but I was also covering for Andy (10-4), because I'm just too nice. Since it got way slow later on, and there were two other closers, Heath sent me home since I'd been there the longest. It was pretty crazy yesterday - worse than the day after Thanksgiving, or at least the time that I was there on Black Friday. And then it slowed down all of a sudden. Saw Mr. Withers and his wife, among others.

and now, I'm out!

2006-12-01T16:37:00.000-08:00

so this weather is CRAZY. Apparently the storm hit everywhere, they were saying on the news that if you get in a wreck, so long as nobody's hurt don't call the police. Ouch, not very comforting....I guess it hit as far down as Texas and as far up as Illinois. Yeah, our trip got cancelled. Hopefully I'm still going shopping tomorrow. Because I will go freaking crazy stuck in this house all weekend. Some 400,000 people in St. Louis are without electricity. Now that is some crazy shit.

and, I have no work...nothing...for the whooooole weekend. already clocked in too many hours on my DS, read Fray (which is awesome in the extreme /end geekiness), watched waaay too much tv plus Serenity...hence the want to go shopping.

Getting my hair cut sometime soon...since I have nothing to do I might call Shannon and see if we can reschedule for Sunday instead of Tuesday.

2006-11-27T19:26:00.000-08:00

so yeah, this whole thing with Joe Muggs is getting ridiculous. I was told WHEN I WAS HIRED that I wouldn't be closing on school nights. They don't close 'til 11, last time I closed on a school night there was two of us and I didn't get home until after midnight. When I have to be up at 6:30 in the morning. Well, so far I've closed on 3 school nights. Sundays I don't mind so much, but the other two SUCKED. Saturday I mentioned to Jeremy (the cafe manager) that I would work this Wednesday, which I was scheduled for, but after that I didn't want to work any more school nights. He said okay. I look at the schedule yesterday and I'm scheduled to close on a Tuesday and a Thursday the second week in December. Okay. Leave a note in the book saying I can't work those days.

Today around 5:15 the phone rings. Pick it up, "hello?" "Yes, is Michelle there?" "This is her..." "This is so-and-so from Books A Million, and you were scheduled to come in at five today." "Uh, what?" "Jeremy said that he told you." "Um, no, he didn't, we even talked about scheduling on Saturday because I keep getting scheduled to work school nights even though when I was hired I was told that I wouldn't be." "Well, it looks like you were scheduled to work Tuesday and Thursday, and that got scratched out and moved to today and Wednesday." "Nobody told me about this..." "Well, can you come in and close or not?" "Um, no, I don't think so, I'm not trying to be a pain but I'm not supposed to be closing school nights and I closed last night"

And she got a bit huffy and said bye. Seriously, do they not get the fact that I live damn near 30 minutes away from there and that I have to get up at six thirty in the morning for school? It's not like I haven't explained it. I mean, the classes I'm taking don't require a whole lot of attention, (woohoo, stuck in that freakin' school for A PE CREDIT) but if I don't get enough sleep I'm tired and cranky all day, and I'm coming down with a cold which is probably due at least in part to lack of sleep.

So yeah, if they don't decide that I'm not a good worker or whatever, then I'm turning in my notice on Wednesday. Aside from all of the scheduling crap, I just really hate food service work. So maybe next time I'll go with another retail job. I can handle that. But this is just driving me insane.

2006-11-23T15:29:00.000-08:00

so we go to my grandparent's house on my dad's side to celebrate Thanksgiving. everything was okay, I actually had enough food to fill me up when you counted the dessert, my biggest annoyance was that my grandma had to make a big deal about my tattoo which of course got a lot of comments. that and the fact that I realized one of my favorite pairs of pants has a huge hole on the butt and was showing a good two inches square of my panties. me and my mom decided to escape for a while and go get a paper so we could look at the black Friday ads. We take 71 to the Conoco. slow down. turn signal on. sun roof open. I hear my mom say "oh my god" and then everything gets all JARRED way too fast and I hear screeching metal my head is being jerked all over the place and slammed back and I don't know what happened.

scream three times at the top of my lungs before I realize I'm not hurt outside of a freaking pounding headache and then I start yelling "what the hell who the hell hit us what the hell is going on" before I take a few deep breaths. my mom pulls over. I look, there's a van smashed all to hell on both sides and cars behind us too. we make sure we're okay, my mom says call your dad, he doesn't pick up his cell phone, I call my grandma's house while she's calling my aunt's cell phone and when someone - I still don't know who - picks up all I can say is "put dad on the phone put dad on the phone there was a car wreck, we're okay, we're on 71, somebody's hurt" and then when he says bye I hang up without saying bye. and then we get out of the car, there's glass and bits and stuff all over the road, there's a person climbing out of a white car behind us we walk up and there's a man - probably 40 - lying on the ground. he has blood all over his face. somebody had already called 911. I wasn't fast enough.

one time I read something that said you know it's real blood because it looks fake. it was so bright and he kept saying "every fucking Thanksgiving, last year it was my fucking van, this year it's my fucking Taurus" "dad, don't talk like that, are you okay?" "I can't feel my left side, I can't feel it, I don't know" his daughter had blood all over her hands. There was a baby. The baby was okay. I've never seen so much blood in my life.

This lady in a purple dress walks up to us and says "are you the one driving this car? you passed us like a dirty shirt, I hope you're happy, now my child and grandchildren are hurt, I hope you're happy" "ma'am, I didn't pass anyone" "oh, WELL" I don't know what to say, I just stare and keep my mouth shut because if I open it, words that are not very nice and include expletives are going to come out and she's just upset because her son is lying on the road bleeding

I hold in the tears until Ashley and Logan show up with my dad to make sure we're okay and then I can't any more, cry for a few minutes and then I'm okay. I get a Coke to take some Aleve with and as soon as I take the pills realize I have to go to the bathroom, walk across the road into the gas station and get the key. I realize I still have a huge hole in the seat of my pants and can't help but be embarassed, that and the fact that I can't stop sniffling like a baby. have to walk past this row of people I don't know they all stare. I get into the bathroom, after I wash my hands I lean on the sink for a second and think, I'll call Jessica, no, I'll call Alicia, no, I can't call anyone because I'm crying again and if I call them and I'm crying I won't be able to get any words out and I'll just upset them. Leave the bathroom, sniffling more, get stared at again. get a paper, walk back across the road. we sit. and sit. and all I can think is

oh my god look at the Cadillac it's totalled that guy is in an ambulance what if he's not okay what happened whose fault is it if we had taken the Escort, if we hadn't been wearing our seatbelts, oh god we'd be in the ambulance too, we're okay, we're okay, my head hurts, my back and neck, but I'm not bleeding all over the place, we're so luck, we're okay, thank you, we're okay

I look at my clock, holy hell, it's 3:30, last time I looked it was one. We talk to four different officials. No, we don't need to go to the hospital.

As near as they figured out, there were three cars on our side of the road in close succession. We slowed down to turn. The van behind us slowed down to turn. The truck behind the van didn't slow down, rear-ended the shit out of the van, which swerved a bit to try and avoid us but got us hardcore anyways. When they swerved, they either hit or almost hit an oncoming truck on the other side of the road. Which swerved back into our lane and hit the white car with the man. The people in truck #1 were trying to push it off on the Mexicans in the van behind us, probably because their English wasn't great. But it wasn't their fault, they were slowing down.

And now, I'm so tired.

2006-11-21T20:33:00.000-08:00

hah...

2006-11-21T19:48:00.000-08:00

so I have a day off for like the first time in almost two weeks, I think. I thought I had one yesterday and it turns out the schedule at Journey's got changed. So I went in from 2-6:30ish and then was back from 9-10:30 for the staff meeting (and helping Andy with stockroom work some).

conclusion: work...sucks.

umm...let's see. Saw Casey and Kassie yesterday. and two of my cousins.

House was DEPRESSING tonight.

the Minneapolis trip (the one perk of DECA) is next weekend...that should be cool. I'm looking forward to having a freaking HUGE Journey's to use my discount on. muahahaha! Which is why
I'm going to try not to spend a whole lot of money on black Friday. I want to trade in my DS for a DS Lite and get a few new games. maybe some cheap DVDs. but that's it! really it is!

it should be nice because I get my first paycheck at JM on Thursday (or Friday, I think it's Thurs. at midnight since I have direct deposit) and my paycheck for Journey's on Wednesday at midnight. so I'll actually have spending money.

I don't really LIKE Joe Muggs, there are parts of it that are good, but for the most part I just kind of feel ehhh towards it. I'm getting to where I can at least talk to the people I work with which is good. I dunno, I just don't think the food industry and I work together well. But I really need the money, so unless/until I get another job secured then I'm just going to be stuck there. What with wanting to move out at the end of the year and all. I think I'll stick around for holiday stuff definitely, and maybe a month or so after that to see if it calms down a whole lot and if that significantly affects stuff. If not, I'll start the whole fun job searching process again. (and next time, end up with someplace that DOESN'T close at midnight...)

I find it kind of ironic, because the whole working retail thing makes me just want the holidays over ASAP. I like Thanksgiving. Kind of. In principle. I like the giving thanks part of it. I don't like the mass genocide and fibs. Or all the turkey. Never was a big fan of turkey. And the whole giving thanks thing is made incredibly ironic by the mass consumerism the day afterwards. "hey...we're super-thankful for what we have, but let's GO BUY MORE!" just doesn't make a whole ton of sense.

And don't get me started on Christmas. All this crap about the war on Christmas, oh no we can't shove propaganda down childrens' throats, there's so little religion associated with the season any more (or, truly associated, not just "hey it's Hannukah/baby Jesus/Yule/whatever, now let's get some PRESENTS") that it's not even funny.

Yeah so I have no idea where I'm going with this and half of that probably didn't make any sense. Oh well. I posted, you can't complain now.

2006-11-20T21:00:00.000-08:00

the best thing about winter nights:

how the stars look.

2006-11-12T18:59:00.000-08:00

I keep meaning to blog and forgetting. I actually tried to post one earlier and it failed. So it's blogger's fault, not mine.

Pretty uneventful week, other than being super super busy. I worked Friday at Joe Muggs 7-11:30, and then again 12-3:30 Saturday. Then I went into Journey's from 4-10:30. I made the mistake of wearing new shoes, and now I have semi-blisters on my heels. It was so cold leaving Journey's, and my feet were so sore, that I almost cried walking allllllll the way across the parking lot to my car. The holidays are going to be crazy and I am NOT looking forward to it. I'm just looking forward to January when everything settles down again, and hopefully then it won't be too crazy working two jobs. I'm going to be busting my ass at Journey's because we were told that if the seasonals do better than we do, there's a chance we'll be the seasonal ones. and I would really like to keep that job.

And I'm rethinking the Joe Muggs job already - it's not so much the extra time or anything, and it's easy as hell work, but it's just that they close so late and I was sooooo exhausted all day yesterday.

Saw a cute boy with potential yesterday, though. That's always a big plus.

Going in to get my tattoo touched up this week. Crazy week. So far:

Tomorrow - work Journey's
Tuesday - AQT meet
Wednesday, Thursday - work Journey's, but I get off earlier (thankfully) so I'll have some time to myself
Friday - nothing yet, but I haven't got my schedule from Joe Muggs yet so I probably close there
Saturday - Journey's. An earlier shift so there's a good chance I close at JM that night too. *shudders*

it'll all be worth it when I get my paychecks the day before Black Friday. And I can shop. yes it will, I'll just keep telling myself that...

2006-11-03T17:05:00.000-08:00

You Are An ENFP

The Inspirer

You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.
You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.
Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.
You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!

You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.

What's Your Personality Type?

I've been thinking too much lately...it makes me depressed. not cool. and I have had a pretty bad week.

I got the job at Joe Muggs though, start Sunday.

but things are looking up, I hope. I'm going to hang out with Jess and a few other friends tonight and hopefully that'll be fun.

2006-10-29T08:53:00.000-08:00

I got my tattoo colored yesterday...and...EESH I'm sore!

yeah that's the update for the day. Joe Muggs called me back and I've got an interview set up for Tuesday. This daylight savings time stuff is throwing me off.

2006-10-28T07:30:00.000-07:00

you know you're not awake when....

you tried to microwave your bowl of Lucky Charms (complete with spoon) as opposed to the glass of milk for hot cocoa.

at least I caught it when I turned around and saw the milk. the Lucky Charms are unharmed.