this is what I think about that

"The way you look should be a sin, you a sensation"
-Ye

I cannot explain how much I'm looking forward to Kanye's new album. He's an asshole. But c'mon these beats are sick

guilty

The fact that I am so busy that my 90 year old grandmother thinks I don't think about her anymore makes me want to sob.

halloween pt 1

"Are you a real bunny, or a playboy bunny?" I got this question all night.

sometimes

Sometimes I wonder why I can't do 10 things at once, why I feel like life is beating me by a few thousand points, and why there are constant dark circles under my eyes. Then I remember that I am merely human. So, world, please keep this in mind the next time you think about taking another shit on me.

freakout

I just had a major freak out because my power cord would no longer fit its port on my computer. I held it up to the light, and it looked like maybe I'd smushed it somehow(I just might have dinged it a few times this week...). I have a LOT to do on my computer tonight and this weekend and began to think of the unbearable thought of being without it and all the money and time it'd take to fix it. I called my mom and started explaining the problem when I realized the port wasn't smushed, there was a staple that had gotten attracted to the magnet inside it. Problem Solved in like 2 seconds. Sigh. This is really not new to me, because every day I flip out thinking I lost my keys, wallet, or sunglasses, only to find them in my purse a few seconds later.

judge me

Because I'm judging myself. I just applied to be a jello shot server at southbound. I really don't know if this is on the same level as Cotton Eyed Joe's shooter girl, but they did ask for a picture with my resume. I decided against slutty and went for a plain headshot. I have a feeling that "Proficient in InDesign, Illustrator,Photoshop,and Microsoft Word" aren't really going to matter, unless to over qualify me.I can feel Leah throwing me disapproving looks, all the way from Ohio.

ugh.

I have the most bullshit major on the entire planet.

wisdom

I wish I had wiser words to say.

:[

I got mad at Micah yesterday and told him I put a hex on him(obviously I really didn't). Tonight he got a terrible headache/fever and was throwing up. I can't help but feel a bit guilty :[

beast

I just killed a queen ant with my bare hands. Actually, I just picked it up and threw it off the bed. It most likely died in the process. I feel empowered just a little, but this probably just indicates a rise in my laziness, as I really didn't want to run to get a kleenex.
I should probably wash my hands.

bahahaha

Yesterday I went to four different printers trying to print the reading material for my next class. All of them were bitches and none of them would print. The studio ate a whole 12 cents, and being in the mood I was, I laid the botched copies it had given me on the desk and wrote in red marker "Paige, pberry1, needs 12 cents credited back to her account. Thanks!" Yes, I knew the ridiculousness of what I had written and knew that nothing would be done about it. I more or less forgot about it.

Today I got an email that read:"A Credit of $0.12 has been added to your account on the VolPrint System."

Now I feel like a real ass. But not really, because this is hilarious.

healthy

So in light of some added poundage since freshman year, I'm making an effort to make small dietary changes and work my way to bigger ones. This morning I had the most disgusting fruit and yogurt parfait ever. It really made me wish I'd splurged for that bagel. Oh wait... I usually do. Every day. Fuck you Einstein's Bagels. I effing love/hate you.


A shout out to Leah for making me piss my pants with laughter this morning over an old video of our vacation the summer after senior year :]

ugh

I feel like I'm in some final destination shit. Bad things keep happening, but I seem to narrowly escape serious injury. For example, yesterday I started my car while pumping gas, and today I fell down a slope and nearly killed my ankle. But here I am, living and breathing. And here is my non-sequitur: I wish to be anywhere but here.

stupid

Yesterday while in BFE with Micah, We passed a wedding in the middle of a field, in the middle of nowhere. There were mostly pick-up trucks and a few good 'ol boys and for whatever reason this struck me as hilarious. Which is why I shouted(I thought I was speaking relatively softly, but Micah informed me otherwise)"THIS IS HILARIOUS" and proceeded to take a few photographs. Micah promptly scolded me into believing I ruined their wedding day and everyone heard me. I am still thinking about it. How do I always end up being the asshole?

big stuff

Wednesday night was Sound Off and we couldn't have asked for a better show. Johnny Astro and The Big Bang melted faces and took names. They won first place and get to move on to the finals. I think I might have cried tears of joy, just a little. This is such a big deal for them! I took thousands of pictures and managed to get SOME really good ones. It was pretty hard because of the lighting situation. I saw Lauren there, Sara came, and we both got wristbands for beer which is pretty baller. Everyone was in such high spirits after the show. It was the best time I've had in a while. Yesterday we came to Petersburg, which was much-needed relaxation. I laid in the hammock literally all day and slept or cuddled the kitty cat, after taking some gorgeous pictures of the countryside. Tonight we are headed to the boro where I'll get to see my lovely friend Laura and make use of the new 21 year old's driver's license ;]

unbelievable

I made a poster for design 400 and used sugar lettering I had to go to two different stores to find as the type. I glued them on carefully and left it on the kitchen table to dry. it was lovely.


UNTIL MY ROOMMATE'S DOG FUCKING ATE THE LETTERS RIGHT OFF THE POSTER


HE'S GOING TO HAVE TO FILE A RESTRAINING ORDER

awkward moment with GD prof pt 2

I rolled out of bed and into design class this morning, and once there began to guilt everyone that hadn't made it to my 21st birthday party. Jacob asked me how it was and I was like "I was hurling into the sink while Micah rubbed my back and talked conversationally to everyone else in the kitchen." My design teacher walked in at "hurling." I guess it didn't shock her since the last conversation she overheard I announced I would be having a kegger and occasionally pee with the door open when Micah's around. Sigh. I can't win.


BUT Epic birthday party. I found out Micah's calling is crepe paper decorations and my desire to be a heavyweight drinker will never be realized. downside: sketchy people sleeping on my couch and having to kick them out in the morning. Also I felt like a butted heads with an eighteen wheeler the next day. No regrets!