what is it with me attracting older (like WAY older) guys? this middle aged guy just emailed me asking me out to coffee...

...*sigh*...

Hooray for Lindsey and her fixing powers!

I'd post something interesting, but there's nothing to say...

I moved into my new apartment? That's sorta interesting.
And I went to Disneyland on Friday! Aaaaaand... I'm going to Santa Barbara next weekend.
Alright, that's definitely it.

I'm good at making myself cry.

I already told this story to people I know, but it's such a funny/creepy story that I have to record it. Alright, so I got hit on by an old man... like using a walker and wearing a straw hat old. Here's what happened:

Set-up: I went to Buffalo Exchange in Hillcrest to get new sunglasses and that place and Claire's at UTC are the only places that didn't carry only HUGE bug eye sunglasses (What's up with this trend, by the way? I have a small head! This doesn't work for me!) I was walking back to my car and waiting to cross the street. this old man walks up and I thought he was going to pass by, so I make way for him to be polite. Instead, he stops and begins to talk to me.

Him: You hungry?

At this point, I thought he thought I was homeless or something, and I didn't want him to give me money or food or something like that, so...

Me: Not really.
Him: You wanna go eat somewhere with me?
Me (getting weirded out at this point): Uh, no thanks, I actually have to be somewhere right now.
Him: I think you're really lovely. Those dimples just do it for me.
Me: (Awkwardly laughs and says nothing)
Him: So how old are you?
Me: Um... 19... (I was seriously considering lying and saying 16 so he'd think I was too young legally and leave me alone)
Him: Perfect!

The little white man flashed on the crosswalk light letting me cross, and I crossed the street.

Anyways, I've decided that I attract only REALLY weird guys and REALLY weird old men. Really now, what's up with this world?

But then again, if I eat peaches, maybe everything'll be peachy. And spiked watermelon? Then i'll be drunk. I don't have to resign myself to cynicism! Hell yes. But I still like oranges.

I think I should start eating oranges again.

My high school cynicism gradually vanished in my first year of college when I realized that I had friends and boys could like me, so I stopped eating oranges, the fruit of my former cynicism. I instead became a hardcore apple eater for a couple years, until just recently when i've relied more on grapes. Somewhere between the time I stopped eating apples and today, I realized that my high school cynicism has returned. I listened to "Wish I May" in honor of the occasion, and ate my first orange just now. Sweet, frangrant, and orange, but neverthelss bitter.

orange you glad?

i want to know what you think about death. what's your concept of it? do you even think about it ever? i'm serious, comment on this please.

Three hankerchicks... things are starting to seem like the old days to me. Dunno why. I sent the fourth a message on facebook. Maybe we can all meet for a reunion sometime. It seems like it's about time. Pixie Sticks anyone???

Me and my friend Marijana have a plan. We are going to have our own show on the Food Network in which we travel a round the world on a student's budget and show them the great deals on meals that exist. This way, we get paid to travel AND eat...

Oh yeah, and I decided that I'm going to type proper for now... we'll see how I feel about it next time I post.

I don't recognize my life. Do you know that feeling? Today I lived half in my car, half alone in my friend's grungy apartment, and half in my other friend's house that i've never been in before. I started an internship, spending four hours of my day in a small room downtown staring at a computer. Tomorrow i'm going to come home late from work to an apartment I will call home...i'll have some bare furniture there and that's about it. No computer. Well anyway.

haha, that last post has so many typos, even for me. i apologize for that, it's amazing what kind of a trance-like state i (and i assume everyone else) gets in when finals come around. and when i snap out of it, it's really hard to get back in it for that one last final. i was trying REALLY hard, but me and the two friends i was studying with (i was watching too much of the food network when i tried to study on my own) were so burnt out that instead we ended up pondering quite random things such as:

why is it that in those kool-aid commercials, they count blue as a flavor?

why do some farts smell and why do others not (i totally owned this one, by the way)

if you orgasm by accident lying on a vibrating chair while getting a massage, does that count as masturbation?

what if it was on purpose?

what if it was a vibrating man?

i really don't know waht i've done wiht my life for the past three days. really, i think i've been studying straight from like 11 am to 2am with 15 minute aim ortv breaks and meal breaks. having two finals in one day is not a good thing... i thought i vowed to never do it again after the last time this happened... oh well...

time to review past midterms! (i'm trying to fake enthusiasm to motivate myself to do it).

P.S. all the rest of you suck for being done with school

I've moved into the 21st century and joined the herds of others who have mp3 players. It's not an iPod, it's a Creative Zen Touch and it's pretty much the coolest thing ever. Instead of going out this week, i'm going to be stuck to my computer uploading all my favorite albums. Yes.

I want to plan a beach day... for Tuesday because it's supposed to be nice then. I really wish Lindsey was staying in San Diego longer! But anyhow, I saw we round up everyone who's in San Diego and beach it up. Maybe in La Jolla! We can bring a picnic basket full of food and eat and read and go swimming and get tan, or at least try. So let me know what you think and who should be invited and such. YES, BEACH! (ooo, maybe we should bring sandwiches from Board and Brew)

You people need to come home. I am BORED.

You know it's time to be done with school already when you think it's hilarious that the squiggly green line in Microsoft Word says "Too many nouns (no suggestions)." Tell me that isn't hilarious. How could I possibly say "hostile work environment sexual harassment" in any other way? And anyway, isn't at least one of those "nouns" an adjective? I'm no grammar nerd (oh wait I am, hence my "senior copy reader" title in the Nexus staff box), but i'm pretty sure those aren't all nouns. This essay is taking a damn long time to finish. BE DONE. BE DONE.

I haven't posted in awhile. Remind me that I don't have to stress as much about finals as I always think I should: they'll be over soon. I've been using a lot of colons lately. This summer shall be interesting...

wow, my third post in a row... i must really not want to study. i went to see tilly and the wall and of montreal last night, and it was like when we went to that first ataris concert, without the sweat and moshing. like it was energetic, and fun, and uplifting, and put me in a really good mood. i stopped by a friend's party afterwards, and one of my friends thought i was drunk... and i wasn't! the concert was that good! one of the better shows i've been to in a LONG while.

juli, lindsey... out dear andrew's got cancer (acute lymphatic peukemia to be exact).

haha, so i realized i haven't posted in a while, so here we go, sorry if it's not all too interesting.

i've kinda been amazed at how small a world it is. it seems as if anyone new i meet seems to somehow be related to someone i already know. a guy that lived on my floor last year is now my friend's radio co-host and is roommate's with this guy i hooked up with last year. a couple of debbie's friends work at the same lab that i work in over the summer. my new apartmentmates are friends with people i've known in the past and are just beginning to get in better touch with. all within the past several weeks.

oh, note for juli: i dunno if you've heard andrew from something corporate's new project, jack's mannequin, i have a few songs on my comp if you want a listen... it sounds like soco but with a more personal vibe. also, i guess he's now in the hospital :(. i told lindsey about this last night on aim, so she might've told you already.