bad at blogging

i guess it’s pretty obvious that i’ve gotten bad at blogging again because so much has happened and it hasn’t even occurred to me to mention it. ugh. happy july 4th, by the way. the only thing i know about this holiday is that it is unceasingly good to me. and i have really good feelings about today. i’m dressed all cute, i plan on borrowing a cute belt from mandy when she gets home, we’re going to katie and chuck’s loft and i didn’t even forget to bring a sweater for when it gets cool tonight cos it’s all raining. heroic? of course.

all you really need to know about the wedding is: i was drinking, i’m competitive, i caught the bouquet.

in other news this week, i’ve decided to take a job with the elections office again. it’ll keep me really busy which is good because i’ve felt pretty worthless and i can’t so much complain about 8.50 an hour. i don’t know how this will effect my current living situation, though. home is so far away from work these days. and with all the unpredictable overtime, it should be pretty crazy anyway trying to get home before work. i’ll prolly just try to hang out with brandon a whole lot. and maybe spend some time cleaning the apartment. just doing what i can there.

each one, endless

earlier attempts at poetry
left me breathless
and aching for a love
which i could ceaselessly write about:
you were never that boy to me
just a shell to fill
with pretty words
and i loved the way you
held me, in those
little sheets of paper
because it meant
everything to you
as i nervously fretted
about my crumbling talent

so i figured it out:
every lie you told
started
with the opening
of your mouth
so,
when it comes to jesus,
et cetera,
the tears fall
at the grieving
over forgotten faiths

and the first star i see
may not be
a star.

just being honest, i'll tell ya

this has been a pretty busy week/weekend. i went to kcmo from last friday until early-early tuesday. it was a really good time. i had lunch with hesch on the plaza at buca di beppo. yummy. i really love their eggplant parmesan. if only i could learn to slice eggplant so thin and bread it so deliciously. awesome.

i called roger after that and went to his place so we could go to target where we picked up awkward gift combinations for the wedding couple of the weekend. joe’s mom had suggested an american flag and it just so happened that they had one on the list so we bought one of those and then a garden hose which was also on their registry. sweet stuff.

we went to steak and shake where we discovered the magnificence of the new bits n pieces milk shake. the advertising for the BNP milk shake is ridiculous. First, in its new regular menu spot it says that the milk shake includes Bits (and Pieces) of favorite candies. WTF. Then they brag on the roger’s placemat that they hand-dip them by hand. My placemat, however, confesses that they hand-dip them but actually they use a scoop. Roger and I pondered throwing a fit because we could tell it was scooped and not actually done with hands in the ice cream. Because you actually can taste the difference. They also have a bunch of random things on the placemats meant to advertise the milkshakes but all of it is completely bizarre. The ad guy was probably being fired during this and just went all out with terribleness so that someday he can get hired at a mcddonalds to design the graphics that become those big sheets they stick on the windows. what a clever career move. speaking of people who probably need to consider career moves, our waitress hated us. HATED US. MORE THAN ANYTHING, I BET. She had to pick up our table and she was really bitter about it. We both got the vibe that she wanted to knife us as we were ordering. I was pretty relieved that it wasn’t just me. Because I was convinced she wanted to kill me but if she hated us both equally it was probably roger’s fault or she was just in a bad mood. scary. i couldn’t figure out how i was ordering not to her liking. I mean all I wanted was a milkshake and a coke. freakwoman.

We also visited the kemper which was fun cos we got to see art by that Wyeth guy and it was all studies of this dancer and he was crazy and just followed him around and drew and drew and drew. it was semi-erotic. and then we found a picture of the dancer guy painted as a clown because wyeth was a toy collector and got this toy of a clown on a moon and the clown moved his head when you put a quarter in so obviously wyeth thought “Man i really like to draw this dancer.” and drew him as the clown. Creepy. There was also art there called Honky Spaceship which was this way pimped ride playing ice-t music. i wrote COP KILLA all big in the comment book at Roger’s suggestion. Then I bought some post cards of babies to hang up as Joe, Brandon and I. Prolly on or near the grandparents wall.

Roger and I assumed Joe would be showing up soon so we went back to roger’s house. it was about 6:30 or so and the rehearsal/dinner started at 4:30 so why would it take much longer? we hung out there and i met all the losey’s and then we decided to go ahead and leave for food. we went to westport and i had the most delicious papa keno’s pizza that joe finally called druing the order of (at around 9). i had pesto and extra cheese and garlic pizza. yum yum yum.

when we met joe we did basically nothing. We just drove to THE CITY by which i meant north kansas city with the top down. hawt!

the wedding was really pretty and i caught the bouquet at the reception because i was sorta drunk and really competitive. so i was walking around my boyfriend’s family with the bouquet getting all kinds of questions about the date and stuff. brandon has told me that the bouquet is always right as he caught it once when he was young just to fuck things up at whatever wedding he was at. haha.

the family reunion was also really sweet. it was nice cos i got to actually spend some time with joe and stuff. we had a good talk with his uncle chuck about things catholic and otherwise. i really like chuck a whole lot. just as far as people go. not only in joe’s family which rocks.

i’m listening to emo and being all bummed. this is all the blogging i’m willing to do right now. i’ll get to the ryla reunion fest later.

all the news that's fit to print

I just finished doing some yoga, which was fun. I think it makes my time watching Law & Order feel more productive when I exercise during it. and hey, I’m finally getting some use out of that yoga mat I bought in the spring and that 28-days of yoga exercises book I bought years ago.. Though I have used the book before to randomly contort myself, but doing it in some organized exercise can only be good for me. Plus, if I feel better during it then what could the harm be?

I got a job yesterday! Whee. Apparently the Leadership Institute is going to expand it’s student employment positions to three and I’m going to do one, I hope. I’m so excited about it. I was really feeling worthless about employment, especially yesterday cos Emily got a callback from Michael’s and I didn’t. But oh well. Now I get a job that will work better with my schedule and everything. Yayayayay.

Tomorrow, I’m going to Kansas City to spend the weekend with Joe for his sisters wedding. I haven’t gotten to spend any considerable amounts of time with him since the Road to Revolution. That makes this especially important. I can’t wait.

the cloud prayer

all of you who believe in something, say a prayer of thanksgiving because my masonic foundation scholarship came in today when i was in desperate need of money. i got all upset and worried about finances yesterday… actually, the worried has been pretty constant lately but the breakdown was mostly new to yesterday… and i talked to my parents about it a lot and was just really worried because i felt terrible that i’m unable to pay them back. so i went to mass and that calmed me down and i prayed that my financial problems would work themselves out easily and quickly and today when i got home from applying for my job at michael’s there were two checks in the mail for the full scholarship and loan amount for first semester. awesome. strange that it’s the masons which really came through for me this time, but oh well. i’ll take what i can.

also, i am completely in love with google calendar. i think everyone knows this about me because i talked about it a whole lot when it first came out, but now, it’s syncable to google.com/ig (that is, my personalized home) how awesome is that!? i love it. and its through an official module, not like the one i had been using. i’m so impressed with it. and it’s cool because i enjoy it so much that i actually take the time to schedule things and stay up on my calendar unlike every other solution i’ve attempted using.

i get to see joe this weekend. whee.

i ask

where was todays horoscope last night?,
i wonder.

theories of reminisce

I went with my brother just now to the bank so that he could open some accounts up and deposit his first major paycheck, technically it’s his second paycheck but it’s the first one that’s for an actual full work week. it was fun to do. we got him a checking and savings account and the woman that helped us was the same person who helped me set up my first accounts. i’ve always thought she was really nice. it made me sorta sad, first because of the sheer memory of being sixteen and having my first account. and how cool it was to have to “go to the bank” because i had an account there. and it also makes me miss stephanie and all of our fun doing nothing in the summer. i really wish that i’d be more responsible about money. it’s so difficult to admit but being poor right now only shows that i am not as good with cash as i’d hoped. i think the problem is i really never learned to budget, and even when i’d try i would fiddle around with the budget. i need to start actually making a budget and then adhering to it. i got iBank which is banking software for mac and it has a built-in budgetter so hopefully i’ll budget and then keep track of where my money is going to. usually if i at least keep track of it i spend more wisely because i really see how much money i’m spending on worthless crap a month. oi. finances. i just sorta hate it. i’m exciting about investing some money this fall when i have it so that i’m hopefully not in this situation later in life (ie. this time next year.) the joys of adulthood are limited, i find.

surprises by mail

I think waking up by alarm early was a good idea today. For one, I have to be awake way-so-effin-early tomorrow. And so I’m glad that I can at least get myself ready for that by jumping in 1 hour earlier than normal then 4 hours earlier than normal breaks. It should be more seamless, especially cos I’m going out tonight with or without stitches to wear (oh no! i don’t have my favorite shirt that I really want to wear!).

I’ve noticed that I’m getting more shallow. I think it’s just boredom in the summer, but still. I painted my fingernails this pink color that i used to wear a lot and it just seems to dark. “not fun at all” is what i think whenever I look down. ablah. why am i this kind of person now? who knows. well. i guess it’s just that i like to have pretty painted nails. Still.

I’ve gotten really into the Institute kids. Partially because of RYLA and history affairs, but still. I just think they’re my favorite group to organize around and with. Speaking of organizing, I really need to get the websites for FIGHT, Phi Alpha Theta, and the history department up.. Hopefully I can meet with Bearman sometime next week to discuss all of it. I had a really decent working drawing. I don’t know why I threw it away. Oh well.

I’d also sorta like a new layout for this site. But I think I usually kind of want that. I’ll get it figured out.

Oooh! Today I looked at the mail and found a dvd that i’d requested from Catholic Relief Services about the Mexican-US border and immigration issues. It’s written by a bunch of people who went down there and interviewed a whole lot of people there and then this group of writers wrote a dramatization about it, I guess. I’m hoping to screen it sometime soon and then hopefully we can watch it on campus. How fun.

the end of the pie

i finished the pie. it was delicious until the taste of it made me want to puke. that’s awesome.

restate yr assumptions:
1. water sounds delicious after eating an entire pie
2. saving 2/3 of the pie for devouring in about 15 minutes was bad strategy
3. only a glutton would eat a slice of pie à la mode.

Slice one

The pie eat begins. State your assumptions:
1. Gluttony is defined by value, unfairly. These slices will not have ice cream, yet because I eat six of them I will be considered a glutton.
2. I don’t really want to eat this entire pie.
3. Why did I wait until 4:45 to start eating an entire pie?