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i think "home slice" deserves a comeback. agree? disagree?
i miss it.
in other news....
the dark knight tomorrow (not really willing to brace the crowds tonight, although i might change my mind once i get home and decide that friday night is really boring and i drank last night, and blockbuster has like, 2 movies i want to see, and the trip down the street in after-work traffic just to pick up said movies doesn't feel worth it)...
trying to keep my boyfriend from binge drinking since his unemployment money still hasn't shown up, and i can't afford for him to shove as much booze down his throat as he'd normally enjoy. also, he starts school on september 5th, and instead of "living it up" until school starts, i think now would be a good time to practice normal, human drinking habits. and study, too, cause he sucks hard at algebra (i schooled him on those consecutive integer word problems last night, sick burn!).
i want to dye my hair. real bad. and for once, i don't want it bleached out or black. i want it a honey-dirty blonde. closer to my natural color, but a little lighter. it's an experiment. it will happen soon. it has to. i need to do that rebellious girl thing that we do when life is sucking our souls out and we need a change. don't judge me.
i discovered the greatest homemade sandwich, or rediscovered, rather: wheat kaiser roll (found these at the store that aren't too bready) toasted in the oven with pepper jack or muenster, turkey, red onion, lettuce, honey mustard. this is basically the sandwich i get at subway (with pepper jack obv., cos they aren't fancy enough for muenster) all the time. yum yum yum. and healthy, too!
bought salmon yesterday, and some spicy asian marinade (still iffy on it. i probably should just use my teriyaki and sriracha instead)..got some zucchini and rice. delicious dinner. also bought stuff for turkey burgers. i love turkey. i could eat turkey every day. and chicken. and steak. i love meat, okay? leave your pervert comments after the beep.
it's friday, bitches!
okay, so you have to click the link and go view the pics...i believe it's the 6th or 7th picture.
is it just me, or does that srsly look like the chainsaw wielding ganados from RE4? (that's resident evil 4 for all you peeps not down with the uber dork abbreviations)
when i played RE4, there were parts that scared the bejeesus out of me (even on 3rd or 4th plays, i've beaten that game so many times), like when you're fighting the infected, and then you hear something behind you..you do the quick 180 and BAM! crazy infected zombie in your face! where the fuck did it come from? they move so slow, how did it sneak up on me?!?!?! ahhh!!!!
anyway, moments like that, the crazy parasite dogs, and of course, the scariest of all scaries in RE4: the chainsaw wielding ganados, complete with psycho stitched up burlap sacks on their heads and aprons. when i heard that chainsaw sound humming in the distance, i would immediately grow terrified and take a minute hiding wherever i was, trying to work up the courage to confront the motherfuckers in question.
so, i'm reading the E3 coverage on joystiq (sorry .tiff! i've been reading your site a bit too!), and i'm looking at the pics...and i see this dude, from the back, and he has a fucking chainsaw. on the one hand, i'm like, "fuck yes! those dudes are awesome!", on the other hand i'm thinking "oh shit, i'm gonna pee myself."
now if they bring back the regenerators, i'll be excited and terrified at the same time. they were probably just as scary, if not worse, than the chainsaw dudes:
you had to have a heat seeking weapon in order to see the parasites in them to shoot them. otherwise, you couldn't destroy these fuckers. you could shoot them and they'd just bend backwards all fucked up like, and bend back up all fucked up like, and still come after your ass. they sounded like a dog with a breathing problem, or some old pervert with bad lungs trying to masturbate (i know, bad visual, but srsly, they sound like this). there's one part in the game where you go in this room, and there's one on a gurney, and it's all dead looking and not moving. you go into another room through this room (i'm pretty sure), and then when you go back to the first room, the fucker is not on the gurney anymore! then you hear it: the breathing! zomg! yeah, pretty fucking freaky.
umm, i soooo cannot wait for this fucking album to come out in september. lovelovelove amanda palmer and the dresden dolls.
in fact, i've noticed that some of my most favorite music involves a weird chick singing and playing piano. i think it's because secretly i always wanted to learn to play the piano and sing weird little songs.
good shit, man.
i have a theory: if mars was once habitable and covered with water and such (similar to earth), and they say this period of peaceful time and life was long lasting, some-billion years ago - then MAYBE earth is destined for the same fate. global warming, anyone?
maybe our peaceful and abundant time is nearing an end in the next thousand or million years. or even 100 years. *cue twilight zone music* MAYBE, just maybe, all of the other planets once had life, and water, and varying climates. and one by one, starting with pluto and neptune (fuck you science, pluto will always be a planet to me), and moving all the way up to mars, they all dried up and became these planets with extreme, uninhabitable conditions. maybe mercury and venus are in the beginning stages, and one day they'll be like earth. hmm.
or not. i'm really not that knowledgeable in the ways of space and stephen hawking and all that jazz. still, it could be a pretty good idea for a movie or something. and oh! wouldn't it be soooo awesome if they found dinosaur fossils on mars???? weeeeird.
discuss.
favre is officially in school! he starts september 8th. he goes three days a week, 6-10:40 PM. it's cool because they schedule the labs WITH your classes, so you don't have to schedule them yourself or go on days you normally wouldn't be in school. it's very convenient. he wasn't eligible for grants of any kind. he was eligible for the federal loan, which you re-apply for every quarter, but he didn't like the idea of 8% interest. jeron offered to pay the interest if he just paid back the loans, but he didn't feel right about that, either. don't really blame him, but it is nice to know that jeron is always there for him.
instead, he opted for the school loan. no interest ever, and it covers books, tuition, and equipment. the only catch is that he has to start paying it back IMMEDIATELY after he graduates. boo.
i'm really excited. there's also a possibility that once he gets out, he can go work with jeron. jeron got his job within a month of graduating. he started at $50K a year, and now makes over $100K. two things: favre HAS to make damn good grades (he needs to do this anyway, if he wants a good job). jeron made like, 2 B's the entire time he was in school. i told him i'll make flash cards and help him study, and he can always call jeron for help. second thing: if he goes to work with jeron's company, we'd have to move to lafayette, louisiana. kind of sucky. i think he can get a really good job either way.
watched a couple of movies this past weekend:
i wish more "teen" movies were like this. it was funny as hell, and really touching in its own way. recommended, highly. especially for bad ass robery downey jr., and amazing acting from anton yelchin (LOVED him in alpha dog, made me cry like a bitch). also, kat dennings (the teenage daughter in 40 year old virgin, the one that sounded like a tea kettle) is super hot. there i go, being a lesbian again. and of course, hope davis is such a kick ass actress, real subtle.
the killer force? vines! with crazy red flowers that can mimic noises! it's insane! this movie actually makes me scared of plants, no lie.
okay, spoiler over. i really liked that there was no rhyme or reason for why these things were happening. i love that. it's a classic horror element that i think gets ignored these days. everyone wants grandiose explanations for why everything is the way it is, and sometimes that works for a movie. other times, you end up with a horribly cheesy (not in a good way) story or explanation that kills the vibe, if there was one at all.
the make-up effects were sooo amazing. i was grossed the fuck out, and when you can gross me the fuck out with make-up, you get my undying love and devotion. sure, they had to use CGI for the other stuff, but when it came to the blood and gore, it was all make-up. every.last.bit.
so sure, the movie is a little hokey on the plot side of things, but once you start watching and get involved with the story, it's worth it.
recommended, twice over.
favre had a meeting last friday with an admissions officer, and has a second meeting with her tonight (which i may or may not go to..i went to the first one). he's considering electronic engineering and communications.
it seems nice. three nights a week, 6pm to 10:40pm. labs are in your classes, so you don't have to schedule them separate. the money he'd make when he gets out would pay for the loans in no time. his best friend, jeron, went to ITT for a similar associate's degree. he now makes 70K a year, starting. he does work for off shore oil drilling.
i'm not saying favre would get the same job...who knows if he'd even get a good paying job.
here's my concern:
have any of you, or anyone you know, gone to ITT for the same degree or similar? what was your experience? i ask because i found this forum online that was bashing the hell out of ITT. some people were saying that it's just like any school, but with a more hands-on focus, and you get out of it what you put into it. others were saying they couldn't get work (although they made no mention of whether they went on to get their certifications, which are crucial to landing a job in the IT field, from what i've heard), and now they're stuck with massive loans and ungodly interest. i want favre to go to school. he's finally thinking like an adult when it comes to this. before, he wanted to go for video game design (yeah, good luck with that these days)...and now he's thinking about what he's good at, and things he would like to learn that would be useful in the modern economic climate.
are there jobs in electronic engineering and communications? i don't even know.
i'm really stressing on this right now. i'm terrified that he'll go to school, get ripped off, won't get the proper education and experience, and he'll be stuck without a job and with some useless degree to boot.
opinions? experiences? anything?
i've come to realize over time that initially directing my anger at planned parenthood was not the right thing to do. there are many factors and evils involved in making this place unbearable to visit - i.e. the government, for one.
the cost of my visits went up last year from 60 bucks to almost 100. i understand that if costs rise for them, costs rise for me. i'm not on medicaid or welfare, so i'm getting the shaft, even if i am considered "lower class". i refuse to take part in government funded programs. i don't want to be dependent upon these programs, and i feel that i am young and able bodied, and i can survive without them. sure, life might be a LITTLE easier, but i don't think i should be taking the food and help away from other people who need it more than i do. i know, how noble of me. *patting myself on the back for using the brain my parents' chromosomes gave me*.
i know that if the government cuts funding (esp. here in good ol' texas, aka bush country, where we think that breeding is just the best darn tootin' thing since sliced bread, and abortion is an abomination because a fetus at 2 weeks is a "baby" and it has fingernails and a soul!. wtfever.), then i get the shaft.
what baffles me, before i even get into why i'm mad this time around, is that congress has given the most money it has EVER given to title x - the federal program that keeps this machine going - 16.8 million for the fiscal year of 2008. so how am i getting fucked in this equation again? oh yeah, the economy sucks, so boo for me.
what could be pissing me off this year? i called the planned parenthood by my house. i noticed that they can now give birth control without the whole messy pelvic exam. score!
but there is a downside: they no longer give prescriptions.
i'll pause and let you read that carefully.
what do they do now? well, i can go in for a "hope exam" which is the consultation without the pelvic exam, and it's 61 dollars. the pills are 32 dollars. i HAVE to buy pills at the time of my appointment, or else i don't get an appointment. when i need more pills, i have to drive to the planned parenthood and buy them there. i cannot put in for a refill at my pharmacy and simply pick them up at my convenience. i have to go down to planned parenthood during their business hours (monday-friday - 8:30 AM to 3:30 or 4 PM, saturdays from 8-ish AM to 1 PM), and pick up and pay for my pills there. apparently they are now acting as mini-pharmacies. i'm assuming there is a line that i have to wait in, as well. since it is a public clinic.
i'm a bit pissed off. i liked planned parenthood, even with the rising costs, because they didn't treat it like a public clinic (unless you went to a really ghetto one with free pregnancy tests...those are scary). i never felt like i was any different from anyone with insurance. just that i had to pay more (BTW, seriously, why is it that people with money get insurance pay less, but people with shit for money end up paying more because we can't get insurance? this country is fucking bullshit, man)...
i find this extremely inconvenient. way to make sure no one gets knocked up and everyone gets birth control! let's make it more inconvenient! i work, full time. i'm not taking my lunch break or taking off early just to drive down to the clinic in time to wait in line before they close so i can pay the same price for my pills as i was when i conveniently picked them up at a pharmacy. furthermore, if it's so easy to get pills that i can just drive over to the clinic and pay for them, why the fuck do i even need an appointment? even further than that, why the fuck am i paying 61 dollars for a "consultation"??? i know my pills work great, i'm not switching brands or methods, i'm not getting an exam (obviously, because i'm just going into a consultation), and i have no concerns or questions about anything going on with my shit. i'm just peachy. but apparently, the ONLY way to get pills from them is to go to this consultation and buy pills at the time of the appointment. then i can come in once a month and pay for my pills at full price. this is inconvenient. this is not helpful. this is bullshit.
61 bucks for them to tell me that i'm okay and yes, they'll let me buy pills? wtf? what the fuck is this 61 bucks for???
can someone please explain this shit to me in a way that makes sense because both clinics i called today couldn't really tell me WHY this shit was happening. i'd also expect my clinic to be more well informed than this. the clinic in dallas could tell me WHY my cost went up, or they would get someone on the phone that could tell me. they also didn't put me on hold for 20 fucking minutes every time i called. and they didn't put me on hold 5 times during the course of the otherwise 4 minute call, much less would they put me on hold that many times without being NICE about it at the very least.
god, i'm so mad. so fucking mad. i just keep telling myself: in a month and a half i'll have free health care from work and i can be like the people with money and go to the nice clinic and pay less for my prescriptions.
grrrrrr.
(sorry, couldn't resist)
stole this shizz from kelly. fo sho.
* The perfect outfit: jeans + t-shirt + flip flops. -flip flops in winter, +big furry viking boots. and big sunglasses. always big sunglasses.
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The perfect meal: steak with baked potato and salad. or with steamed veggies (<3 zucchini or asparagus) and tiramisu for dessert. OR ton's mongolian grill with their curiously amazing ice cream. i think it's soylent green, it has to be, it's just that good.
* The perfect hangover cure: xxx vitamin water and lots of asprin. stay up for 2 or 3 hours, then take a nap for half an hour. the nap is what does it. or just eat a whataburger cheeseburger meal with sprite before bed. keep the sprite next to your bed so when you wake up in the middle of the night and you're super thirsty, it's right there. they have the best soda, but it has to be sprite if you're drunk. you'll feel super awesome and won't wake up with a hangover. it's magic.
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The perfect road trip: i like driving from houston to DFW and vice versa. i just don't like making too many of those trips too close together. then it starts to get annoying. i haven't done much travelling, so i don't have many choices here.
* The perfect facial feature: jew nose. sorry, i like the crooked noses. and i like freckles. not like red head freckles though.
* The perfect drink: w.l. weller bourbon, straight up. green tea. dr. pepper.
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The perfect song: "a letter to elise" - the cure. "a warm place" - nine inch nails.
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The perfect sign of affection: that's a hard question to answer. for me, hugs and kisses and just doing considerate things for one another. i know, hallmark, puke.
* The perfect afternoon: cold. gray. sitting inside with a glass of bourbon, watching a movie with favre. take a nap.
* The perfect vacation: i want to go to tokyo, versailles, london, and toronto.
* The perfect invention: The Kitchen Aid mixer. - OMG i so agree with kelly. also, anything used to kill mosquitoes gets my vote.
* The perfect type of wedding: i want to get married in a catholic church (they are soooo pretty, for serious). i want my dad to cook steak and lobster. i want a crazy awesome looking cake, and i don't want too many people there (i say that, but really it's just that i know not a whole lot of people would show up anyway)...
* The perfect album: i have so many! "galore" - the cure (it has all my favorites), "and all that could have been" - nine inch nails, "figure 8" - elliott smith....
* The perfect accent: french.
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The perfect date: dinner and a movie. a couple of drinks. giddy feelings.
* The perfect weather: mid 40's, 50's. gray. not rain clouds or anything, just gray. with that winter smell. a slight breeze, not real windy. i like standing outside and smoking in that weather.
* The perfect party: booze and booze and booze and all of my friends. video games and people fucking with the music on the computer. OR watching really cheesy horror flicks, drinking, and making fun of them all night.
* The perfect sport: i'm not a big sports person. i like basketball, and i only like baseball if i'm there watching it in person.
* The perfect thing to say: srsly.
* The perfect day of the week: i'd say sunday, but because i have work the next day, it kind of sucks the fun out. saturday's good cos it's still got all the laziness of sunday, but with all the fun of not having to work the next day so you can get totally plowed.
i seem to have a lot of crap going on with my body.
i fell and hurt my knee and ankle. pretty bad bruises, nothing real serious. thank god.
my wisdom teeth are weird. used to be that once a month, one of them would start to hurt. they never pushed through. this went on for a year. only one a time would mess with me, like they were taking turns wreaking havoc on my mouth. however, two of them have broken through my gums, partially. i apologize if any of you are grossed out by mouth stuff. so yeah, not pleasant. one in particular is raising hell, rubbing against my cheek (since it is coming in at the spot where your gum meets your cheek in the back) and causing a lot of pain. i can't open my mouth too big to talk, and chewing is an adventure.
then there was the whole hitting myself in the eye with the phone.
and then last night, after drinking my bottle of cheap ass (and not very strong) boone's farm - which gets me a little buzzed, but nothing special - i ate dinner, then i felt sick, and i threw up. lately when i eat, within a couple of hours, my stomach is growling, or i just don't feel full sometimes. and when i say growling, i mean my stomach feels empty. and today i went to smoke a couple of cigarettes before eating lunch. i started feeling really light headed and nauseous, not to mention hungry as hell, even though i had a pop tart for breakfast and ate the other a couple of hours later for snack.
wtf, body? srsly? what the hell? can't be knocked up. i'm on the pill. i took two pregnancy tests a few weeks ago when my shark week was a few days late. negative, on both counts. i know for a fact (from past paranoia after getting knocked up a few years back) that birth control doesn't interfere with pregnancy test results. so i can't be pregnant. but i have no other reasonable explanation for my body being all wonky, except for maybe stress. and i should also note that before i threw up last night, i coughed a few times, and there was a little bit of blood in it.
am i being a hypochondriac? i don't know. probably. but here i go this afternoon to take another pregnancy test and one more in the morning, just to be safe. i just like to eliminate certain possibilities.
