thursday special

If you came here looking for substance well, you’re in luck. But don’t get used to it. If you know me at all you know I am not an angry person. Like many things, I just can’t stick with it. I often forget why I was mad or I just wake up the next morning and it’s gone. No complaints, I suppose it’s the healthier way to be and all. And lord knows I don’t need another contributor to the grey hair.
There are however certain things that make me consistently angry. One of which is prescription drugs and their pushers. Currently i'm happy to say that I am free of any daily regimen except for some chewable multi-vitamins. This was not always the case. We won’t go into detail of course because not only do you not care, but who needs to know. Let’s just say I have found myself on a rainbow of different things. I am now convinced this had more to do with sales reps than my actual need to be medicated.
And now there is this business about Prozac making people want to kill themselves and how the makers of Prozac knew. Atrocious. It would be one thing if only people who really needed it were on it. Instead people with lazy doctors or those naive enough to “ask your doctor about Prozac today” are gobbling that shit up.
I say naive because as we all know people are not in general bright enough to realize that those slick ads are more like car commercials and are not (NOT!) PSAs. Just because they got Peggy Fleming to skate around for vioxx doesn’t mean it won’t kill you.

When I was a kid I had the Peggy Fleming hair cut….for like five year 

www.secondhandsongs.com

in the past 24 hours i have heard two of the worst covers of all time. its not just the execution of course, it doenst help that the two songs are both in my top 25 songs of all time list.
judge for your self
scroll down to the track listings for each page
cinnamon girl

and this one is listed under "what a difference a day made" for some reason
high and dry 

I have little doggie foot prints on the back of my black sweatshirt

Oh sure you are thinking how cute this is. Perhaps not when you consider that the footprints are not of dirt but rather, im pretty sure, poo. I just got done cleaning up a whole mess of it. Now my hands smell like pine sol. And due to the wonders of the human brain I now associate the smell of pine sol with dog poo. I will not be eating with my hands any time soon.
In other news school starts soon and I am terrified. Not the-girl-from-the-ring-is-waiting-behind-my-shower-curtain terrified. No, no, that was last night. Today it’s that oh-good-god-people-really-are-going-to-start-expecting-something-of-me terrified. The realization that my five and a half year trip through undergrad actually has an end but not a destination is enough to keep me in bed all day. Luckily we got new flannel sheets for Christmas and we are really enjoying them.
This past weekend was nicely punctuated with good movies. First closer which im glad I talked my parents out of seeing as a family. And Manchurian candidate which was highly entertaining and would have been even with out the mother/son make out session.

new & improved

It was pointed out to me that maybe by bad spelling isnt as charming as I thought it was. Or more importantly that people may not be taking me seriously. This was never really a goal. I don’t take myself seriously I cant imagine why anyone would. Anywho there will now be an effort to spell check and old entries have been corrected
In other news I paid two hundred sixty dollars for some tv cables last night. Or were they some other sort of cables…I have no clue but colin said I needed them. They were for the new tv I bought but don’t quite have in my possession right now. Hence the large sum for cables.
I locked my keys in my car this morning. Along with my cell phone. When the lock guy came he said “hey I remember you”
Awesome

extraordinary machine

again i woke up late. what the hell i ask you.... what.. the.. hell
it is also raining again. i hope both of these trends end after today.
so with some help i am attempting to give some order to things and "plan my life"
the problem is i kinda know what i want to do. one of the obstacles to going about getting what i want is this weird ingrained belief that real people, people like me, dont get to do what they want. people like hillary duff get to do what they want.
so im going to set out about a paradigm shift. i have good karma im semi-moral i should be able to get paid for doing something that comes natural to me.
so the restructuring begins....tomorrow...
im going home now to take a nap

rabbit rabbit

well the new year is off to a smashing start....that was meant to be sarcastic but i guess i shouldnt be so down.
i woke up two hours late this morning. and yet i was only ten minutes late to work. that does not add up at all. lucky for me amity was at work on time and no harm was done. i am morally opposed to being late though. i hate it.
in other news i get to go buy a new TV. and this will hopefully coincide with other apartment renovations. ive been there for months but its still in need of some spiffing up.
in even other news, life is tricky. oh sure this isnt quite news...im just getting frequent and persistent reminders of this. if the definition of maturity is the ability to delay satisfaction, then i would like to append to that the ability to hold your tongue.
so perhaps i gauge my maturity by my new fondness of coffee without sugar and my abstinence from saying what i would love to say but know has no benefit to anyone other than myself.