doahleigh - Holy Waste of Teabags!

Obviously the problem is that I’m just an all around fuckup. That’s gotta be it.

I think I definitely need to move to San Diego as soon as I’m done here. Maybe living in California will help me to not be so stupid and lame. Robin–you in? Save your money and let’s just leave in July together. Erica, make room for us. As in kick someone out of that complex in July! How weird is it that of all the cities in the world, you’d be currently living in the one we want to move to?

My brother had his surgery this weekend. It still amazes me how much my family–immediate and distant–can rally around something like this. It’s comforting to know that if I was ever in a horrible situation like that, I’d have lots of support. Yay for family! And friends! Thanks to all my friends for the inquiries on his health. He’s doing okay so far. We’ll see.

Alright, I’m gonna go fuck up some more relationships and other important aspects of my life. Wish me luck!

I got a gift in the mail! A surprise! Now I can listen to my cds via fm radio.

Thanks “Boy Next Door”. You’re the best.

I hung out with Brian last night. I tried to help him move a couch and managed to injure both my wrists. Damn my sensitive wrists. We saw “In Good Company” which should have kept its working title of “Synergy” in my opinion. But it was good nonetheless.

This time I did the okcupid.com/oktest. It’s like a personality/love/relationship test I guess. It told me I was “The Priss” That I am Deliberate (as opposed to Random), Brutal (as opposed to Gentle), seeking Love (as opposed to Sex), and a Dreamer (as opposed to a Master). Pretty accurate so far. But then it showed a picture of a girl getting a facial and manicure. That’s really not me.

It also said this:
Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.

Prisses are the smartest of all female types. (I agree) You’re highly perceptive, and confident in your judgments. (true) You’d take brutal honesty over superficiality any time–your friends always know where they stand with you. (oh how incredibly right on the money) You’re completely unfake. (I like to think so) Don’t tell me that’s not a word. You’re also excellent at redirecting internal negative energy. (sure) These facts indicate people are often intimidated by you. (really? cool) They also fall for you, hard. (sometimes, yeah) You have a distant, composed allure that many find irresistible. (sounds good to me!) If only more of them lived up to your standards. (yeah, if only)

You were probably the last among your friends to have sex. (almost, not quite) And the first to pretend that you’re pregnant. LOL. (um no, I’d never do that) Though you’re inclined to use sex as weapon, at least it’s not as one of mass destruction. (I suppose I do that, yeah, pretty sure I do) You’re choosier than most about your partners. (definitely) A supportive relationship is what you’re really after. (I think so) Whether you know it or not, you need something steady & long-term. And soothing. (In the long run yeah, that’s what I want)

**That was kind of fun, and pretty accurate. Try it! I want to know what the rest of you are. Unless of course you’re not a huge slacker and don’t want to waste your time with lame things like this!

www.okcupid.com/death said I was going to die at 84 of a heart attack. It even showed a drawing of someone with a knife through their chest. As in, this is what your heart attack will feel like when you’re 84. Their consolation was that I would live longer than the average female. Oh, and that I still had 71% of my life yet to live. Great, I’ll get right on that.

As usual I was zoning out on my drive to work this morning (fine, I was half-asleep), but suddenly I realized someone on the radio was talking about a Bridal Extravaganza. After gagging, but before I could change the station, I actually heard this lady say “Little girls are programmed to want to get married.” Wow, thanks for being blunt about it at least.

Also on my way to work, some fucker was riding my ass. He was so close I couldn’t even see his headlights. I couldn’t even see the hood of his car! Only the windshield and the look of pissed-off-ness on his face. So of course I drove really slow, and he followed me all the way to the school. I think he was a student with an 8:00 class. And I made him late. It just gives me such pleasure.

I hit a new record on Tetris. Level 109! Yes, that’s right, 109! My previous record was 65. I was on fire, I just kept going and going, it was glorious. The game isn’t even designed to go that high. After 99, it had to start displaying the levels like -1, -2, etc. My record: -9. I’m so pathetic.

We just had a fire alarm at work. Just as I was settling in to eat my bagel. Being the genius I am, I didn’t bring my lunch with me when we had to evacuate the building. After sitting in the neighboring building for 15 minutes while the fire department determined that someone had overcooked their frozen fettucini alfredo in the microwave, I came back to my office and found a cold unappetizing bagel. So much for lunch. How fitting for the way I feel today.

I hate today.

I think my insomnia is coming back. I used to get it during every Fall semester. Now that I’m out of school, I thought I was cured, but it may be coming to haunt me again. Even though it’s not Fall semester. Everyday I’m so tired and can barely get up in the morning. All I can do is think about sleep all day and how I can’t wait to go to bed that night. Then when it comes time to crawl in bed and sleep, I lay there wide awake, staring at the walls, unable to stop thinking. It’s a vicious cycle really. Anyone have a solution?

My other current annoyance: the cd player, or lack thereof, in my car. This car that I had to buy didn’t have a cd player, which is fine with me. I’m not about to spend the money to install a new one. But the cassette player doesn’t even work! Yes I still have a small collection of old-school tapes in my car for emergencies. Like when I’m driving back to GR and there is no good music on the radio for the majority of the trip. So, my genius idea was to steal my sister’s portable CD player thing and ya know, hook it up to my car stereo and listen to CDs that way! Perfect! Except oh yeah, you need to use that cassette-on-a-string thing to get it to work. And my cassette player is broken. Fuck.

So does anyone know how to maybe fix this without ripping apart my car? It will still play the tapes, but it also plays this obnoxiously loud screeching noise on top of it. I don’t know what the screeching noise is, but it’s too loud to deal with. Is there any way to clean it out or fix it somehow? I tried jamming a pen around in there, but that didn’t help. I tried blowing in it–like you used to have to do with the original Nintendo system–that didn’t work either. Please help! Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

I had the most horrible dream last night. I was a hotel party with a bunch of people from high school. I was fooling around with Aaron Stoertz for awhile, but then someone else came along (don’t recall who) and I left with him. Aaron ended up being left at the hotel alone. The next day we found out that Aaron had been brutally murdered the night before. We went to the scene (which wasn’t the hotel, so he I guess was murdered elsewhere), but there were so many emergencies vehicles–hundreds really–we couldn’t see anything. One of the investigators told us that the murder was so gruesome, he couldn’t tell us any details. Isn’t that horrible! I woke up feeling terrified. I’m so worried now that someone I know is going to get killed. Please everyone, let me know you’re alright…

I got sick. The flu I think. It sucked. But I’m feeling much better today!

Finally talked to Brad again. The long lost love. It was really fun and exciting.

I had to go home this weekend to get my car fixed. I’ve been going home way too much, so I think I’ll try not to for awhile. The drive is getting really old. But Annie’s going to be in town this weekend (even though she JUST went back to Chicago last weekend), so it’s going to suck. A lot.

I’m trying really hard to think of something interesting that has happened to me lately. I got nothing. That’s pathetic. I have an orange sitting on my desk. I’ve been craving oranges for a week now, and I finally have one. But it’s all I have for lunch, so I can’t eat it yet. Instead I just keep staring at it, imagining how wonderful it’s going to taste. Mmmm…oranges. And now I’m done.

My throat hurts now too. Robin, did we make out this weekend?

I would like to issue a public apology for Saturday night. I don’t think my sisters realized the consequences of their decision not to go out at all that night. I was disappointed as well because I was looking forward to hanging out with people I don’t often hang out with. I feel like I got the whole world pissed at me or disappointed in me, and I HATE that! I’m sorry I didn’t just go out anyway, but I only get to see my sisters once or twice a year. Forgive me!

I still want to hang out with Brooke and see Kristen and Lindsey (since it’s been over a year!) and have fun with everyone else I bailed on. Soon, I promise.

It was a very emotionally charged weekend for me. For a lot of reasons related to current events in my life. I cried myself to sleep Saturday night, almost cried when I talked to Robin, cried on my drive home. And if you know me well, you know I don’t cry very often. It promises to be a rough week for me, so I’m not very excited.

There were a few high points of the weekend though:
Good sister bonding time
Dance party in the living room
Getting drunk at Champs in Middleville Friday night
Singing gospel with a group of strangers in Denny’s
Sitting in the hot tub naked with the girls
One giant slumber party with all my sisters and brothers, sister-in-law, niece and nephew, parents
Strawberry, raspberry and peach margaritas at Applebees
Quality time with mom

Yet another benefit to working for a college. They closed the school yesterday cuz of the weather. I got to sleep in until 10, then take a nap in the afternoon. I only left the house once, to go to the bank. Of course it took me 20+ mins to remove the two layers of snow that were divided by a layer of ice from my car to make the 10 minute trip. But oh well.

Yesterday I also fell flat on my face. Literally. I was playing an intense game of Tetris so I didn’t notice that my leg had fallen asleep. When I stood up, I couldn’t feel my leg underneath me and I fell. Crashed really, onto the floor. It actually really hurt so I laid on the ground for awhile in pain, then laid there longer and laughed out loud at myself while I waited for feeling to return to that limb. Falling in general is so funny to me, even when it’s I who is doing the falling.

Andrea and Emily are in town and I’m leaving soon to go home and see them! Sister Night tonight, huge family dinner tomorrow, then a night out on the town with all our friends.

We decided to order pizza today at work (as there are about 6 of us in this entire building this week). Marian asks what I like on my pizza. Really I’m not too picky, there are only a few toppings I puke over, so I just said pepperoni because I figure that’s a pretty common topping and I wanted to be more helpful than to just say “I don’t care.”

A few minutes later they call me and tell me “The consensus down here is ham, mushrooms and pineapple.” Did I mention that the three toppings I puke over are ham, mushrooms and pineapple? What are the chances?

I wasn’t able to send this to some people that should definitely take it. Why take it? Because you just should okay?

http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=050105092228-985976

(Sorry it’s not a link..I can’t figure it out.)