you know what i love?

i mean *absolutely*  love.... about myspace?

that even after you've broken up w/ someone, and some times in a moment of boredom/weakness/curiosity wonder about them... you then somehow decide that you should look at their myspace page...

and then you find comfort... comfort that they are still the same old douche bag and you somehow were smart enough to get away scott free.

THAT, my friend, is what i truly love. ;0)

--just a ramble-- :0)

not a really big deal blog...

just REALLY excited that i ordered my tickets for GA/FLA this year!

yes, yes, i know... last year was... let's be friendly and call it "an adventure."   but i promise, i will behave much better this year ;0)

that's what happens when you get older... you get wiser... and also, hangovers tend to be a bitch.

~its kind of weird to think about it though... being older, that is. i'm supposedly in my "prime of life" ... and i can't shake this feeling of being old. 

i'm not talking about polident and replaceable hips old...

for example... last time i was in athens and was downtown, it was great.  lots of people were out and the frat folks were gone too..  It was nice... but i couldn't shake the feeling that i was older than most of the folks there.  i'm 22 for crying out loud.

this all probably has to do with hanging out downtown at 16.

maybe it's not just about being older... maybe it's about finding something new to experience...

hmm... i'll ponder that for a while.

dear god... if i see one more... just ONE more of those bulletins on myspace that ask you to reply if you're their friend or not, i will fucking shoot myself.

bulletins, as they are, are really just time wasters sent by your friends to annoy the hell out of you/gloriously fill in the boring moments you have to spend at a computer... i.e. personal surveys/quizzes/etc..

i believe at my last check time, i had over 8 bulletins on my "bulletin board" from various different people who want to know if their friends are really their friends by seeing who reposts the bulletin.  they each have a clever little threat at the bottom proclaming "repost this if you are a friend.. if you don't, you get deleted."  ...

with no time frame (hence its foibled workings), it becomes a crude litmus test to whom one's friends "really are."  if i repost this bulletin for you, are you happy now?  do you have the attention you needed? its officially the lamest chain letter ever. 

i may be your friend, but i will never ever reply to them.  maybe you and i will never be friends again because of it.  maybe you'll think less of me for not responding to your friendship query.

shit.  maybe i'll think less of you for asking such a dumbass question.

interesting thing one day.......................

my 14 year old sister has this dog.... its half beagle, half rat terrier, completely annoying. she's high strung and very jumpy. she's pretty obedieant but she's still very very high strung.

anyways... my sister was playing with the dog, almost rough like, but not really. the dog, layla, growled a bit while they were playing.

i said "sweetie, aren't you being a little rough or something?"

she shook it off and said that's how they play together. and i said "well, what if she bites you or something?" i asked.

she said "i love her. I trust her." and i stood astonished.

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as a side note, how does that fit to us and lets face it, most people? even though we say we love someone, we always hold a little back... afraid we're gonna get bitten..

-me

this is a quick thank you to my good friend motley..

she managed to make up one of the best mixes of all time... she made me 3 CDs of awesomeness that are now currently being played over and over in my cd player..

just a few songs to mention just b/c they're so awesome and/or i had almost forgot they're awesomeness

-Salsbury hill -band on the run -can't we still be friends -soul meets body -brokeback mountain theme -hey little lilly -my funny valentine -18 with a bullet -city by the bay -buffalo soldier -wonderful tonight...

there's many more that do seriously rock out...

this was a quick jot to say thanks motley

"archibald" out ;0)

"she walks, she talks, she crawls on her belly like a reptile"

yes, i'll be the first to admit it... the trip to jacksonville did not go to plan.

definitely didn't think i'd be "that girl" ... you know the one... drinks all day... screwdrivers for breakfast... beers for lunch.... vo and sprite for dinner... and shots as far as the eye can see. 

definitely haven't partied like that for a while.... course it did lead to making friends with some locals which i thought was pretty cool... being that the number 1 rule of travel is "don't burn the locals" ... i figured once i had a few drinks and a few locals on my side, it couldn't turn out too bad, eh?

lets just say at one point i even told my sister while were at this club  "i don't think i need to be here anymore".... course i don't remember that part... or any of the other deeds that happened after that.  the only memories i'll really retain are the bruises, the dry cleaning bill, and of course, the 20 years of people retelling this story.... apparently what happens in jacksonville does not  stay in jacksonville.

and my beloved bulldawgs lost the big game.  it was tough going in with joe t. III anyways... and if you thought it sucked on the television or on the highlight reel... it compares nothing to what actually happened there.  i still really don't even want to talk about it but i knew i couldn't "blog" without mentioning it a little bit. 

now that i'm all fired up about it again, i should probably go. 

hope you guys are well.

peace

while sitting at this computing, trying hard not to think about the GA/FLA game... it suddenly occurred to me that this time next week, i'll be getting all of my shit together to get ready for the big trip down to jacksonville.

in light of this, check out this website  Corey Smith  and listen to "Every Dawg"  (its the 3rd player). 

for those in the know, know i got it from jenn brown (hiya!) and its greatly appreciated. :0)

and also, if you're feelin a little nostalgic, check out Larry Munson.com for some vintage audio clips.

Go Dawgs

the weekend was filled.... and a good time was had by all.

my bulldawgs won the game on saturday... the trojans should have lost, but i digress.

and my good pal deniece revived my interest in bowling.  while we both agreed i'd never be "the dude," we decided it was a lot of fun and something we'd have to do more often.  course, that may have done w/ all the boozin it up we did while there... hm, we may never know.  my hometown had 1 bowling alley and it was alcohol-free...my athens folks will back me up on this fact.  i truly didn't realize the fun of a bowl and booze until this past friday... thanks again, d!

so that's it for now.  more when i have more to say, kids.

peace

who is warm butt you ask?  well, right now, its me.  turns out there's not a whole hell of a lot of stuff to do around here when you have too much time between classes... that is except play on the interent.. which i've done for so long today, i'm a little embarrased to admit to.

i've been here long enough to have to sit next to the whole cast of characters that you inevitably meet in a public internet space... the no headphones guy... the girl who has no idea what she's doing ("how do i print?").... and the continually loathed... the smelly guy.  i'm talking it was like jerry curl juice that had been baked in the sun, covered in dirt.  and you know that they all just wanna sit right next to yours truly too. 

but i digress.

for those of you who follow UGA football or just know that i do, the georgia-florida game is comin up real soon!  i'm such a horrible student... we just started classes again and i can't get my mind of the GA/FLA game.... seriously, its constant.  we're gonna be staying at amelia island this year with a bunch of tailgating buddies from way back... and when i say way back, i mean waaay back... some of them have known each other for over 30 years... and they're all still crazier than a shithouse mouse...so when/how everyone comes back safely, might have to remain a mystery for right now.  do you see now why i'm excited???

hooray for debauchery!  :0)

i'm sure this would be the part where i'd add some more stuff... you know, blah blah blah... but uh... not a lot has happened since the last post... so umm.... my bad?

if you're as bored as i am, go to OddTodd.com: Cartoons  and start from the beginning... its all fun stuff.  you can thank deniece for it :0)

peace

just to hit some of the highlights, here's a basic rundown of the past week

*89 honda finally died... twice in one day which is to be commended.  the honda, aka the shitbox, aka the millenium falcon (thanks to my sister... long story) has been donated in the name of good to charity... well, charity and a huge fuckin tax write off. ;0)

*seeing as i have no car and all my friends either have real jobs or they don't have a car either, i had to call a cab the other day for some bank errands.  had to wait outside my apartment's gate for the taxi because i recently canceled my gate service (another long story).  some random dude pulls up and offers me a ride.  i'm like "no, i'm waiting on my taxi" and he then asks me my name... i'm like "its deniece" in honor(?) of my friend deniece.. he then gives me his number and says to call him anytime.  i do my damndest not to roll my eyes too hard.. as he sped away, it finally hit me.  apparently, i had been solicited.  had to take 3 showers to wash off that "unclean" feeling. 

*because the first cab did not show up after i waited an hour (i shit you not), i basically got another ride from another cab company.  it was fine for the most part... but you know what they say, most car accidents occur within 2 miles of the home.  my cab driver had slammed into the back of a lexus with two thugs in it.  they discussed it heatedly for about 5minutes.  i was fine and i started to think "hey, well, i guess it wasn't that serious" ... that was, until i saw the cab driver get back in with his bumper in one hand and his grill in the other. claaaassy.

*and oh yeah, my purse broke. i hate carrying purses but its a fact of life i think at some point.... just acquire too much shit, you know?  and its not enough for a bookbag, too much for a wallet.

*so now that my car's outta order, i've had to take a "leave of absence" from my job at the theater.... to be honest, i'm not really sure if that was/is an option but i had to be like "look, i have no way to get here.  umm... my bad?"

*and also because its outta order, i'm back to the hiking to school thing. which reeally sucks b/c its gonna get cold soon.  at least i have a lot of insulation, right?  ah yuck it up you bastards ;0)

so basically, i could sooooo freak out right now.  but i guess since its over (for now) there's nothing i can really do about it--- except for laugh.  there's nothing i can do to change the past anyways.  what else can you do when shit reaches such ridiculous proportions? obviously learn mistakes and all that good moral blah blah blah... but freaking out and worrying to no end won't get you anywhere (just ask my sister).  and i'm not gonna sit here and preach "things happen for a reason"  but its true.  its also true that "shit happens."  you deal with it and you move on.  you use what you can when you can.  and that's all you can do.  because life is constant motion.  things are happening all the time, everywhere.  to dwell i think would hinder too much on the experience. it bogs you down.  you just deal with it and then you move on.... and hopefully, you'll be able to look back on it someday in a different light.

me?  i just hope i get a few laughs out of it.

;0)

peace

just so you folks are in the know, he does not, infact look like danny tanner.

just so we're clear on that.  (i mean, wouldn't you prefer uncle jesse anyways?)  ;0)

heheh... nice title, huh?  deniece is making fun of my new umm... "special friend" by calling him danny tanner (his real name is eric) ... he's nice and he's got a grownup job... and he's also my neighbor ;0)  i know! i know! shame on me for doing the neighbor but its fun, you know? 

i fucking HATE talking on the phone... one of my all time pet peeves... so if i feel like going to see him, i do. no fuss, no muss. 

he does laugh a little too hard at my jokes some times and he's waaay more the grownup than me (he totally sits down and does all his finances together and stuff) ... so i am a little nervous about introducing him to my peoples (and especially kathy!)  but its fun for now so i'm gonna take the whole "cross that bridge when i come to it" to heart. 

all you can do right?

also! had my first double shift at the movie theatre the other nite... 12pm-11pm.... had 1 40minute break... was quite tough actually... all of that solitary confinement... trying to finish a book... 100 people coming up to you and asking the same damn question.  seriously, why spend $8.75  on a movie you have no idea about?  why not actually check the times to see what time your movie is playing?  simple things you'd think.  hmmph.

but i digress... for now that is ;0)

peace