1) Who is the last person you high-fived? Zig-B
2) If you were drafted into a war, would you serve? Considering the draft is for men, this probably wouldn't happen. I say probably because I said I wouldn't ever be in a certain P.E. class because it was for guys, but I was enrolled twice for some reason...
3) Do you sleep with the tv on? I have before, yes.
4) Have you ever drank milk straight out of the carton? If there is only a sip left, I have. But I don't really drink milk. Those cartons from elementary school though, rock on!
5) Have you ever won a spelling bee? Can't spell out loud.
6) Have you ever been stung by a bee? Nope.
7) How fast can you type? 60-65 WPM.
8) Are you afraid of the dark? If I'm outside all alone or it's thundery, then again it doesn't have to be dark for me to be afraid of thunder.
9) What color are your socks? They are all white.
10) Have you ever made out at a drive-in? Never been to a drive-in, and I probably wouldn't if I have because I don't like people watching me kiss. It's weird.
11) When is the last time you chose a bath over a shower? A few years ago because I hurt my foot and couldn't really stand up.
12) Do you knock on wood? I do. Just ask Erin, I've knocked her on the side of her head enough for her to know.
13) Do you floss daily? Nope. Floss disgusts me. So does gingivitis though, so maybe I should make a decision...
14) Do you wanna Fanta? No. Those chicks creep me out.
15) Can you hula hoop? Not well.
16) Are you good at keeping secrets? On occasion, lol.
17) What do you want for Christmas? A dune buggy, to swim with the dolphins, enough gold necklaces to make Dr. T. say, "That's too many."
18) Do you know the Muffin Man? I plead the fifth.
19) Do you talk in your sleep? Apparently I do. I don't ever remember having done so until I moved in with Zig-B...
20) Who wrote the book on love? Too many people who don't know what they are talking about.
21) Have you ever flown a kite? With much assistance from my father.
22) Do you wish on your fallen lashes? Yes, I do. Schmaltzy, I know.
23) Do you whiten your teeth? I always get whitening toothpaste. I don't think it works so well, though.
24) Can you smell what the Rock is cooking? He's always so sweaty. I don't think I want a big sweaty guy cooking my food. I'll probably leave, so I'll be too far away to smell what he's cooking.
25) Have you ever asked for a pony? Yeah, I was joking though.
26) Have you, or would you ever, donate sperm/eggs? Probably not.
27) Can you juggle? Men? Yes. Tennis balls? No.
28) Missing someone now? Unfortunately, yes.
29) Do the chickens have large talons? The ones that aren't dead (you can tell them apart from their obvious lack of movement.)
30) Are you ready to rumble? Let's throw down! (Is that the proper terminology? I really don't know. Let me look it up real quick. Where are my glasses? Oh, fishsticks.)
31) Have you ever been suspended or expelled from school? No, I haven't, except for that one time.
32) Have you ever crawled through a window? Oh heavens yes.
33) Have you ever eaten dog food? Tempted, but curiosity wasn't that strong.
34) Can you handle the truth? The truth about what?
35) Who is your daddy? Stanley David Aycock
Do you..
Color your hair?
Whenever I draw a stick figure representation of myself, I often leave my hair uncolored just so I can always say, "I've never colored my hair."
Twirl your hair?
Every now and then. It's not a habit.
Drink/smoke?
Nope nope.
Like roller coasters?
I've only been on one and I almost fell out, so...no.
Wish you could live somewhere else?
Oh god on a daily basis. Get me the hell out of this dorm.
Own a webcam?
No. Always thought they were creepy.
Know how to drive?
Yeah, I sure hope so. If not, the DMV gave me the license, blame them.
Own a cell phone?
Yeah. I so want a new one.
Ever get off the computer?
Well of course.
Have you ever.. Considered a life of crime?
Yeah. Once. Tried it. Didn't work out so well. Got the tat to prove it. Good ole Mona from Cell 19 is a whiz with that safety pin.
Considered being a hooker?
I never really considered it, I just kinda fell into by accident.
Used someone?
In general? No. For bait? Yes.
Been used?
I don't think so...
Been cheated on?
No.
Kicked someone in the nuts?
Haha, yes! It was an accident though. And it was more of a "knee-ing" if you want to be technical.
Held a gun?
Does a water gun count?
Currently..
Clothing:
Jeans, old VBS t-shirt, watch, and the usual undergarments.
Mood:
Trying to avoid Shakespeare, but otherwise aight.
Taste:
What I taste like? That's what this sounds like to me as well. I've been told my flavor is Peanuts, so I guess I'll say Peanuts.
Scent:
Laundry detergent and skittles.
Hair:
frizzy because of the cold, but otherwise neat.
Thing you ought to be doing:
Reading Much Ado About Nothing instead of doing Much of Nothing
CD in stereo:
Uh...if the DVD player counts, Green Day. Actually, it's sitting on top of it, so nothing.

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A person who laughs at anything (even this entry)

'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com</td>

This is so true...

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[noun]:

A hard-core grave robber

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This one is true as well...

I hate the oven in Miller. It's so fickle.

Another week begins, and I am dutifully doing my homework. Yes, yes, I hear your astonished gasps! My history teacher decided on Thursday that we needed to have the Babe Ruth and the Charles Lindbergh biographies read by Tuesday. Now, to be fair, he had told us before to start reading them, but gave us no deadline to have them finished. I was about eight chapters into the Babe Ruth one when he made this announcement. Unfortunately, the guy who wrote it is a senior writer at Sports Illustrated and has the remarkably annoying trait of writing in, obviously, the journalistic style. It was like he had written a bunch of columns about nearly each (seriously) of Ruth's games (including stats, runs, positions, etc.) and strung them together with amusing anecdotes. Alas, they were not plentiful nor were they amusing enough to hold my attention or redeem this book. Another thing that was altogether inappropriate but did make me laugh, was the page he devoted to discussing Ruth's sexual endeavors and, seriously, the size of his genitals. According to a teammate, he was "pretty normal size." That's great, I always was curious about how big a wang Babe Ruth had. The Lindbergh biography was far more interesting. I never realized that Lindbergh later became an anti-war activist (mainly because he had fought so hard to popularize aviation and he didn't like their destructive uses during the war). Anyway, that is enough of me rambling on about those books. I have nothing else interesting to say. I want my computer back...tear.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

"'Looky here, Bilgewater,' he says, 'I'm nation sorry for you, but you ain't the only person that's had troubles like that.'" - "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn" by Mark Twain. I like this book. Nice use of vernacular, for certain. The one that was closest, however, was a Japanese textbook, but I couldn't read it so I had to go for the next closest.

So, I gather you all missed the excitement earlier today. Someone was cooking something, apparently, in the kitchen microwave. No one standing outside was aware that these microwaves actually worked. There was smoke billowing (not exaggerating) down the hallway, but (surprise, surprise!) the smoke alarm did not go off. Laura (I believe, this is what I overheard) ended up calling the fire department because none of us knew what was going on. UPD came, manually turned on the alarm, and started clearing everyone out of the building. So we all go across the street and wait for the fire department to come. They show up and go inside and spend a while poking around. Then they come out and get some big metal pole thing from the truck and go back inside. Another little while goes by and a police woman comes across the street and asks if anyone was microwaving popcorn. Everyone denies it, then we all agree that the smoke was not coming from anyone's room and that it smelled like burning rubber, not popcorn. So, another little while goes by and the Physical Plant guy shows up and goes inside. We waited for a total of approximately 30-40 minutes through this whole ordeal before the fire department left and let us go back inside. Well, when we got up to the second floor, the Physical Plant guy is out in the hallway asking everyone if they were using the microwave, because it whatever was in it was "burnt up." But, like I said, none of us even knew the blasted thing worked. I'm really confused as to what exactly happened except that is was definitely in the kitchen and was apparently the microwave.

So that was a really long story. Yeah. Anybody find out what happened last night about 3? I talked to Erin and Melissa in the hallway, but I was wondering if anyone had heard anything since then.

I finally bought Dead Poets Society. I love that movie. I also got a big poster of my favorite art piece ever, Picasso's "Don Quixote."

I'm really not good at this type of thing, so I'm going to ask y'all. I am planning on buying a nice dress and wanted to have a fair idea of the color I wanted before I actually went shopping. Any suggestions on what you think I would look good in? I automatically think black, but I end up looking so incredibly pale. I don't know if any of y'all are good at or care about that sort of thing, but if you do have suggestions, I welcome them! Heehee. God I feel like such a chick.

Okay, my Shakespeare class doesn't seem so bad. I was not looking forward to it, but it actually seems quite interesting. I found out my prof, Ivo Kamps, is a Shakespearean scholar and the author of our textbook (well, editor, I suppose) mentions him in the intro. Weird...my other classes seem like they will be fine. My history class seems like it will be really informative. I was kinda hoping I'd learn more about WWII, but since it is US History, we are focusing on the home-front during the war. That is the part I have researched mostly, so at least one of these sections will be kinda review for me. And we have to write a term paper - here's hoping one of the topics is propaganda!!

Stolen from weasel_sama, because this seemed interesting.

The problem with LJ: we all think we are so close, but really we know little about each other. So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Ask away. I'll even make them private. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don’t know about you.

I have finished writing my memoirs. I will give you a brief synopsis here: Nothing has happened yet (but I will keep you posted.).

My sister and bro-in-law moved in with us yesterday, so that is interesting I suppose. The Christmas video totally kicks rocks - many Kudos to Weasel, the master footage manipulator. I won't be back at school until Monday afternoon, because I like free food and my comfy bed. My mom bought me some bright orange sheets. They are kick-ass. My sister's dog will probably be killed sometime tonight, but you didn't see anything (picture me doing the Madagascar penguin hand motions here.). How odd that the next random thought in my mind was that I need to buy a new kitchen knife before I go back to school...my days have been a weird juxtaposition of extreme boredom and having-so-much-fun-I-dunno-what-to-do-with-myself moments. None of my thoughts are connecting here, I know, so I will stop now before you all fall asleep (this is really my master plan - to perfect long-distance hypnotizing - but I'm not going to tell you that).

In the year 2006 I resolve to: Learn how to dismantle land mines. Get your resolution here

This ought to be fun!!
Mark taught me how to shoot bottle rockets. Then he decides to show me how light one and toss it in the air...I didn't realize that is what he was doing, so when it turned and flew straight at him, hit his shoulder and then flew past me and blew up, I was quite shocked. We both kinda collapsed on the sidewalk we were laughing so hard.

Happy New Year to all. I hope 2006 is a wonderful year, because I know we could all use some time off from being fate's plaything.

Mark and I went and saw The Producers a couple of days ago. OMG!! It has been a looong time since I saw a movie that made me laugh so hard I cried. The entire theater was rolling in the aisles we were all laughing so hard. I think it was made funnier because they didn't tone down their "stage gestures." Everything - gestures, facial expressions, & various other physical comedy - was done so over-the-top. Oh I thought I was going to die. Wasn't aware that Will Ferrell and Uma Thurman could sing, but very well done on both of their parts. And there is no way you can't laugh at a lederhosen clad Will dancing the German hop-clop. One last word on that - Mel Brooks is either a genius or insane and quite possibly both.

I have fallen in love with the video for My Chemical Romance's "Ghost of You." Interesting concept and well done. Almost made me a little teary-eyed. Whereas Death Cab for Cutie's video for "Sound of Settling" is too funny. I must find a gingerbread man costume and bum-rush people. LOL.

I never thought I would come to loathe road trips. Ah well. My brother and I both asked my parents if they planned on any crazy-can't-get-out-of-it trips for New Year's. Luckily, they said no. We were both going to protest vehemently about that. No way am I missing out on my first ever New Year's midnight smooch because my parents thought it'd be nice to drag us to some relative's house a hundred miles away (these are my brother's thoughts as well). LOL.

I am now the proud owner of a North Face Terra 30 backpack - hello, mountains! Plus, my parents gave me a gore-tex raincoat, so I won't have to be soaked anymore when I go to class in the rain. My grandparents gave me a five volume set of short stories published in 1905. They smell so good. Mark gave me a pair of slip-on pink Chuck Taylors. They are too cute! I can't get used to looking down and thinking, "Why don't I have shoelaces?" Plus, I got enough Wal-mart gift cards to buy a new printer. Yeah! It won't take an hour to print off a five-page document anymore.

Tomorrow night I will be home (yes, Erin, we're staying another day. I didn't know this until we were halfway there...thanks for the heads-up so I could pack correctly, right?) and I plan on keeping my butt there until I have to go to school again.

Hope everyone's C-mas was excellent! Oh, Baptists can dance, just not IN the church. But from what I've seen, dancing is not the Southern Baptists' forte, so maybe they just shouldn't. LOL.

So KC was interesting. It snowed before we got there. Only a few inches, and it was really powdery so we couldn't make a decent snowball, but ah well. It was neat. That weird sound effect they use in movies when people walk on snow...it really makes that noise. Haha, I was wondering if it really sounded like that.

"Memoirs of a Geisha" was an incredible book, as duckluver wrote earlier. Awesome awesome, I cannot wait to see the movie. And, "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime" was also very good. The narrator of it is supposed to be autistic (I am pretty sure, but just in case he wasn't, here is my disclaimer.), so that was an neat point of view. I'll never look at yellow and brown food the same way again. LOL. Pretty easy read and definitely worth the time, so I highly recommend. Both novels, in fact, are highly recommended.

Mark has informed me that the leads in Memoirs of a Geisha are all Chinese. As long as they are good actresses and play their roles well, it matters not to me. LOL.

Hooray! Guess what came in today...my check from webuytextbooks.com for my books I sent in! Woohoo! I was hoping they would be legit.

Three days to KC. I am simply brimming with excitement.

Just got my grades. My GPA isn't so hot, but it is high enough to keep scholarships and my chin up. All that science is what killed me...but I won't have any of that anymore, so hopefully my grades will reflect it. I thought my family was going to freak when I changed my major, but everyone has just said, "I don't know why you didn't do that in the first place. You've always been good at English." They have all been really supportive. Another cool thing, my parents aren't freaked that my GPA is kinda low. They know it's the sciences and they know that I've done all I can. Still, next semester I expect to be totally awesome. My classes are going to rock. Plus, I have two with Erin (dancing the mooty-hooty) and filming starts! Only, what, five weeks to callbacks? LOL.

We're leaving for Kansas City Saturday morning. This is going to be crazy...my brother-in-law's latest project is making himself a chain mail suit of armor. Why? Because he's insane. This little vacation will be entertaining at the very least.

Art Critique this afternoon, Organic tomorrow morning, Physics Friday morning. Then...home! Woohoo! I am so looking forward to next semester. My classes are going to rock. My brain still can't comprehend that as of about 10 AM on Friday, I will never have to take a Chemistry or Math class again. I have all of the credits I will ever need for sciences and math (I needed 6 for sciences...I have 19. LOL.). I am so excited about having classes where we do literary analysis. I love literary analysis.

Just as a side-note, Libby freakin' rocks! I finally OWN a war movie now (sweet!) and the moose is tooooo cute (so soft...). Plus, candy...need I say more? Thanks again!! Heehee - I hope the party is an absolute blast and the Chronicles of Narnia is the greatest movie this year. Good luck on any finals you have left and have a wonderful break from school...that should cover my parting comments. Check ya.

Jan. So I have to have everything my roommate has.
Mar. Have you ever wondered how to get into a quote book?
Apr. I am so bored.
May. As the National Rifle Association says, it's not guns that kill people, it's boredom that kills people.
Jun. My sister is married now and I offically have a brother-in-law.
Jul. So family reunions stink.
Aug. My sister and bro-in-law just finished moving into their new house.
Sept. I've heard from everyone now!!
Oct. Ah...haven't written in quite some time.
Nov. Everyone in both of my labs (organic & physics) found out that I am now an English Education major...and they feel sorry for me.
Dec. As Finals Week approaches, I am reminded of a song I once heard and it goes a little something like this, "Holy crap! What is this?? Did we learn this? Where have I been all semester?! I'm going to fail like Leonardo DeCaprio making a comeback."

It's fun looking through old entries. I am, however, a pretty boring person.

As Finals Week approaches, I am reminded of a song I once heard and it goes a little something like this, "Holy crap! What is this?? Did we learn this? Where have I been all semester?! I'm going to fail like Leonardo DeCaprio making a comeback."

In other news, I found a website called webuytextbooks.com and sold them my physics book and organic chem lab book. They quoted me a lot, a lot, more than the stores around here. So, I printed the shipping label and sent them off today. We'll find out in a week or so if I totally got ripped off or if I got a great deal. I have the receipt that says how much they owe me for the books, and if they don't send a check, I imagine I could figure out a way to raise some hell.

The Clay Canvas is probably one of my favorite places in town. It really is fun - I definitely suggest that if you are stressed and have about $10, go paint something. I realize I just asked if college kids have any money...but it is safer than binge drinking.

Grrr...okay, when someone writes you an e-mail saying they have class from 5-7 and won't be able to make a dinner that goes from 5:30-6:45, what does that say to you? Do you assume that they'd be able to attend any portion of that dinner? Do you then accuse them of ducking out of the dinner? HELLO! I gave Andrew my class schedule and he simply cannot accept the fact that I have a class during his precious little, get this, mandatory dinner for the STAR program. He sent out a reminder e-mail and I sent him one back to tell him, no no, remind him, that I have class and can't go. He replies with a snotty little, "Can't you attend at least a portion of the dinner? The message about the dinner has been posted for eight weeks." So I wrote him back and told him that yes, I know it has been and I told him when he posted it that I have lab at that time and couldn't come. Jerk-off. They didn't suddenly change the time of the lab this week.

Sorry, had to vent. Now I'm going to go study some organic chemistry and write a physics lab report, you know why? BECAUSE I HAVE PHYSICS LAB TOMORROW NIGHT...idiot.