Monday, December 19, 2005

Coke is a miracle worker!!!
Battery acid leaked all over my mag lite, and it stopped working--I tried everything, even scraping at it for hours with a toothbrush. But Aaron suggested Coke a couple of weeks ago and tonight I finally got around to it, and it worked! Whee.
I have watched so many crappy movies this past week: (from most suck to least suck)
Mr. & Mrs. Smith
Robot Stories
Amityville Horror (the original...that's not to say the latest one wasn't just as bad.)
BUT I plan on seeing quite a number of (perhaps) good movies the coming week, when Aaron comes. Including King Kong (avec les dinosaurs!! yipee), Brokeback Mountain, and Fun with Dick and Jane.

Aaron is coming in a week. yipee yipee yipee.
I CAN'T WAIT!

Wanted: skateboard. laptop. I am an expensive girl.

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

I'm ok with my social ineptitude--as long as you're ok with it, then we're all ok.

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

I am so going to see this movie:
http://progressive.stream.aol.com//aol/us/moviefone/movies/2005/
marieantoinette_023756/marieantoinette_trlr_01_fhywet_dl.mov

Pretty lame day today...finished the script, though, so that's good.

I have now gotten not only an "ouch" on one of my papers back from my thesis prof., but also a "yuck"--I wonder whether that translates to a C, an F, or just a plain, "You're retarded."
I think I'd rather the last, it's at least worth a laugh.

After picking that paper up, I angrily appropriated a donut from a box sitting open on a table outside the prof.'s office, which I knew perfectly well was _not_ meant for me.

Thursday, December 8, 2005

Whee, life is so wierd...and good.
So. Yesterday, I woke up, went in to work for the last time till January, and I got to edit the table of contents of a textbook that we're publishing, with real editing symbols and everything.
Then I went to class, and listened to some presentations, fully expecting to have to spend the rest of the day in Spanish lab and class. So I got out of class, and looked around in my backpack for a wallet, a student id, anything of worthy exchange value so that I could get some lunch. But I didn't have any. I decided to walk to my car and go home to pick up my wallet, which I deduced was in my jacket pocket from the last time I went out with Elissa and I had a fried chicken craving...
But then I looked at my cell, and saw that Rachel had called. I called her back, and, miracle of miracles, she told me school was cancelled for bad weather!!
This is more amazing than usual, because I had a screenplay due today which I was less than done with. much less than done with.
Anyways, the rest of the day was spent at Austin Java, with Elissa and Rachel, which had awesome winter atmosphere. I had peppermint cocoa, which comes with a little christmas peppermint stick stuck in it, and we sat at a corner table and studied and talked all afternoon till 8:00 pm. Seriously, inside that coffeeshop, I felt like I was back in the 1800s England, with winter snow outside, and any minute, Ebenezer Scrooge would walk in and say, "Merry Christmas to one and all!"
The fact that I was working on my screenplay which takes place in (sort of)that time period probably helped too.
Anyways, then we went outside, I screamed like a little girl when I almost slipped off an icy curb I tried to balance on, and we used the heater and credit cards to de-ice the car windows as much as possible.
The wierd thing is, I remember as a little kid watching my dad do this a lot during the winters, but lately, like in the past few years, I don't think it's ever happened. talk about global warming.
So we dropped Rachel off, and the drove slowly home down Congress, which was all lit up with Christmas lights.
And then this morning, I found out class is cancelled today as well, and I have an extension on the screenplay which is still...less than done.
Anyways...on to Houston. I have to go.

Tuesday, December 6, 2005

I got pulled over by the cops today. Why?
"'Cause I'm young and I'm black and my hat's real low."
Oh who am I kidding. it was an illegal left turn. Please don't tell my mom and dad.