p.s. this is the first non-locked entry in a long time.
Edit: ok. so from what i can gather i don't think I know MYSTERY person. which is fine. I don't really care, I just think it's kinda strange that his/her friend list is crazy long and includes alot of people i know, which is also fine. sure whatever. maybe i do know you and if i don't i guess i can't get rid of you watching my journal or my boyfriend's journal, or my friends' old journals- cool whatever. Your writing is mediocure and sorta lame. Also advertising in between entries is just as bad as the ads on frames. go troll craigslist of something.
- Location:apartment 3
- Mood:
annoyed - Music:nothing.
Pick a start book and read it.
Next book I read's title is going to start with the last letter of the the last word in the last book's title. (ie: The jungle book, k)
This exculdes:
- titles starting in "the, an, a" to that extent
- books already read
- short/seried graphic novels
- series.
*i want to see how many i can come up with and a target will motivate me to read more. hurray for plans.
001. The Jungle Book
- Location:a part ment.
- Mood:
hungry
Ali's dislikes of 08 already:
-gwen stefani, never again will i be able to spell banana
-radiohead
-runtz, because they replaced the lime and blueberry with mango and pineapple
-my blood sugar and eating habits
-dawn's awesome advice that : passing out = pregnancy, because that's all i need to freak out about.
-my stupid lack of motivation to meet people and have something better to do on a friday night than watch mighty ducks and cut up my magazines
-mickey's stupid new pay as you go phone plan. so much for long conversations.
-the shitty work schedule of 12 hours a week and then all this randomly spaced out free time.
-why am i not done with college yet?!
-the stomach ache from eating too many runtz or perhaps its a mutant baby thing eating all of my food and stealing my soul?
i am sooo grumpy right now.
- Location:buffalo
- Mood:
bitchy - Music:shin chan
woo!
and tomorrow i'm going to shell out even more of this fuzzy sunshine money to get my alignment fixed.
i'm so excited!!!
- Location:homeish.
- Mood: pissed off
- Music:tv
as opposed to homework which is not as fun.
classes resumed and are alright with the exception of design, but he's just an asshole who probably was teased for being pudgy and wearing shirts that look like wallpaper. One of those teachers that try to be your friend and hip with the kids but is really making fun of you and tells you in his own bastardly way that your opinion doesn't matter when he cleared out fucking said we had to give our opinions. ass.
arg.
not in a long time have i really wanted someone to fall down a flight of stairs. no i don't want him to die, i just want him to be in a body cast up to his head.
and i don't think i'd really feel bad about it. really, justice might just be served.
but as we all well know that's not how the world works. if anything he'll make some smart ass comment to some one in authority who'll just tell him to fuck off and that he has no friends and he'll go home and cry to his cat and ceramic turtle collection.
which is hilarious...but not as fullfilling, unless i get to witness this. which in case would be awesome.
i'd high five karma.
otherwise, i suppose life is peachy. Jessica came out to visit us last weekend, cause it was her birthday and for the short amount of time i saw her, it was fun. we went to the wellington pub on hertel- and i don't think i'll go there again. too many old people. but then again young people annoy me, so i suppose i can't win and went to duffs and gorged ourselves on chicken wings. they were mighty tasty.
Jillian and I are officially moved in completely because we finally have a couch! It took us over five months, but a couch is had. It's my grandparents couch, but a couch non the less and it's a sofa bed couch which is totally better in the event people other than jessica visit- because she likes my air mattress. (granted it's probably more comfortable)
and then dan fisher called me yesturday and i haven't talked to him in about five months, which was cool cause i did miss him and our crazy times together. but alast things are different now :P or whatever the fuck.
shirley temple looks like this girl i work with. it's creepy accurate.
- Location:1160 parkside!
- Mood:
content - Music:bright eyes but not the band
as is, our landlords suck. Recently we had a gas leak in our apartment and concluded our stove was to blame and my roomate called our landlords (who are out of state) and since they rock, they haven't called her back. About three days or so? So we don't have a stove right now, because the gas is shut off and she doesn't want to take any chances with it. Not that i blame her. mac and cheese is great but it's not worth dying over. Then we have this "matinence lady" who really doesn't do anything because she feels it's not her job to do anything unless it's an emergency- everything else has to go through our lacking-responsibilty landlords.
Jillian has already decieded that she is tired of their nonsense and wants to terminate our lease. Can we do that? my dad keeps telling me we're screwed or we're gonna be screwed and my mom is like "don't pay the rent! grr" well the rent is due tomorrow- and i suppose we can use rent as ransom for them to contact us and find out what the hell they're going to do about the stove, if anything.
As much as i detest the idea of looking for another place, i really don't have much of an option. I can either stay and put up with my landlords crap until my lease is up in april and find a way to pay the $625 myself and/or wait around for another room mate to appear or follow suit with her and find another perhaps better apartment.
sadly though, i like my current place :( it's small and quant and close to school and a majority of other neat things. everything else appears not to be.
and i hate more than anything now apartment hunting. i HATE it.
and i don't like where this is going, but i don't seem to have many options as of now.
that and we don't know whether or landlords care or are dead, because they live all the way in fucking washington.
p.s. on the bright side i got a new hamster today :)
- Location:house
- Mood:
cranky
that's probably mostly my fault.
i'm lazy and horrible at making plans to see people even when they offer it- i lack the genius social skills of the prettiest of social butterflies. bah.
but i do ok, i guess. i mean i still have friends, just not as many and not the ones i used to have before.
lately i've been finding myself pondering their whereabouts and the adventures they are on without me.
i hope they are all ok, since there are alot of them that i have lost track of.
no, they're not imaginary..i think?
tonight i rented science of sleep because i wanted my sister to watch it, but she got all mopey because the setting is in france and this both she's been on and off with is french-canadian and we were drinking molson...so, no fun. really, i just wanted to hang out with my sister. but,
that got me thinking and dwelling again.
in other news, apparently there is a gas leak in my apartment. i am not there and besides that there is little i can do about it. it is out of my hands! i hope my landlords (who live in washington) fix this problem immediantly so my room mate doesn't move out and we don't go through a big catastrophy with our lease. her mom doesn't want her there anymore because of it, but if they fix it and get us a new stove everything should be ok? right?
i hope so.
that would be the best situation, if they fixed it and we were aok.
but chances are there still will be a catastrophe with our lease and either we will both move out or she will and i'll have to find another room mate stat!.
it's a shame i know few people in buffalo.
mainly because i really don't want to go through all teh trouble this is going to be in getting out of the lease and packing all my shit up and unpacking it again in another apartment. i like my little apartment and it'll be sad to part ways with it already. :(
- Location:home
- Mood:
nostalgic - Music:death cab for cutie
i feel gross and lazzzzzy.
however,
i did finish harry potter in two days, somewhat of an accomplishment and glimpse into me having nothing to do.
:( and now i'm sad, cause it's over.
and soon i'll have to go back to buffalo, which i'm not exicted about either. bleh.
- Location:my parents' house!
- Mood:
lazy - Music:the ball game.
in reality, it's really not..because i can count on one hand the number of people around my age,who i know, who are tying the knot in the duration of a year.
but then theres,
the amount of kids my age who i don't know- who are getting married
and it's summer
summer screams weddings like spring fancys baby making and winter brings on complainings about the snow.
it just perplexes me like that guy with the expired id today who has his birthdate tattooed on his back. why would u get your birthdate tattooed on your back? granted it's not the same thing, because getting married is pretty straight forward, unlike back tattoo guy- who was very mad at me, but really didn't go into a indepth reasoning for his odd back tattoo.
but anyway,
as i attempted to explain this to mickey last night, (and completely caught him off guard in the mean time- because he was all "buh, marriage?" and i was all "no, it's not like that) and we got side tracked by my uncomfortablness of the whole matter- by his uncomfortablness of me discussing marriage with him outside of marriage as a subject, and inside marriage as a subject involving us..
which by the way isn't going to happen any time soon and i couldn't tell you if it would happen at all.
so now that i have that out of the way and can continue my banter on the perplexitys of kids my age getting married now,
* granted i am happy for willy and for that girl i work with, and becki, even though i don't talk to her anymore
i dunno,
i guess it just comes down to it's foreign ness.
makes me scared, in a sick nausea type of way.
bah.
as if any of this actually made sense.
- Location:hallway
- Mood:
bothered - Music:roseanne marathon day 2
Tonight i signed up and started one of those "body by glamour" ex-or-cise plans they advertise. as of today they have me doing cardio and "stregth" work outs 3 times a week for 30 minutes and counting calouries. All of this being brought on by an extreme depressing bathing suit incident in a dressing room today. One of those dressing rooms where all the walls seem to be mirrors and they show off EVERYTHING. That and i would like to see results soon, seeing as i do eat pretty good and seldom- not that i'm starving myself, it's just i have little moneys to spend on food. so we'll see how this goes.
theres another bit i'd like to banter about but i don't know how to put it in words yet where is doesn't sound like a plea for something i know i don't want now.
no it's not babies.
don't even get me started on why babies would be the worst desire of all.
- Location:apt. 5
- Mood:
gross - Music:roseanne marathon
today i took a walk to target, which isn't as far as it seems. it was nice enough day to walk to target, because it was neither sunny nor rainy at the time, well it drizzled a bit on the way there, right after i turned the corner on my street.
it would have been a nicer, faster bike ride, but i need to buy a new bike seat before i take long bike rides, my current one hurts my butt.
but my sandals gave me blisters, so either way.
anyway, it was a nice walk to pay off some of my target bill- since it's due wednesday and then i ate subway before going home and watching movies.
the end.
p.s
it's beyond muggy and gross in buffalo right now.
p.s.s. forth of july was fun, we watched fireworks from the pedestrain bridge over 190 and then wandered the streets of buffalo- which were full of haze and firework smoke and looked like hell on earth, we decieded. The way the street lamps made the fog orange, and the way you would look down a street and see nothing but shadows dart this way and that, the echo of explosions in the distance and drunken laugher. The smell of sulfur until we reached elmwood, where everything was perfectly normal.
odd.
p.s.s.s
i'm going home soon for a vacation, curtesy of premier being awesome and letting me have a month off! exciting it is, except that i'll have no money and jillian and i still need a couch. hmm. any cheap couch ideas or diy?
- Location:apartment 5
- Mood: lazy
- Music:electric fans moving the heat around
the components of apartment life are coming together slowly. Time warner fucked up me getting cable today, but i'm getting that and internet saturday so i suppose that's ok.
we still need a couch.
but we can't get a couch up there. Our stairs are too narrow. So my couch consists of one of those armed pillows Jillian left there, that is usually propped up against my door while i play video games.
Other than that, I read alot and it's not new books, I'm re-reading all of the Harry Potters before the 7th book comes out in July (?)
and I get particulaly homesick lately, when it's late at night and no one is there but me and my hamster.
the hamster is very boring.
I'd really like a dog, but our stairs would be the death of it and i'm not even sure if we can have a dog, plus it'd have to be a small dog- but our apartment is too small for a dog.
perhaps i'll get a cat someday.
nothing of news. just bored.
- Location:computer lab
- Mood: contemplative
- Music:typing, hums of machines
- i have an apartment! it is small and quant.
- painted my new bedroom a blueish-turquoise, made sort of a mess
- done with college fo now!
- work doesn't give me hours!
- closet, since i don't have one
- dresser
- crafts table which will be gutted and made from another salvation army dresser. hurray.
- wine box bookshelf.
- Location:mickey's house
- Mood: cheerful
- Music:downie brother conversation
3 to go
even though 2 of the said 3 are going to be easy
it's that 1 first thing on wednesday that's going to be a bitch.
mostly because i only have a day and a half left to work on it.
it's in pieces,
some of the pieces aren't finished yet,
and one of the said pieces isn't working out as planned but it's vital to the whole project.
so the moral is, i'm no sculpture kid.
- Location:college!
- Mood:
geeky - Music:cars
For sculpture and possibly design-she wasn't very specific on gallery assignments, I have to go to at least 5 different gallery openings. yay. :P
seeing as i have not done so yet and i went home yesturday (big gallery opening day being friday) for tom's bday, i circled like five different ones, three i actually tried to go to, because i overslept from my nap. I checked out this "adult's only" photography opening in a dellapitated warehouse way downtown, by the river that looked nothing like a gallery but more so like a place you go to die, first. I was thinking it was going to be one of those weird artsy nude photography thingys, more so to see my teachers reaction- but it was not and the turnout of that, i don't know even qualifys as art gallery opening. I suppose what this woman did, because i could not find her to actually talk to her about it, was a conglomoration of photographs taken anywhere between 1970 to present day of various different people doing different things in the sex world. The pics were then blown up on large laminated like boards. She wrote various captions explaining research and asking questions to her gallery patrons where then, we would fill in the blanks with a dry erase marker, solve word puzzles or go through mazes. That interactive art stuff i guess. And they had a bake sale! a bake sale consisting of bake goods in the shape of penises or birds and bees, and chocolate birthcontrol packets. Among other things i wasn't going to take a chance with. It made me sad, it totally would have been so much more fun if i wasn't by myself. note: i love my solitude as much as the next person, but i do like hanging out just as much, hanging out and doing stuff, not watching movies all the time.
But anyway, Next door to that was this weird and hard to understand sculpture opening by this tall akward kid who listens to norwegian death metal, not that that had any influenece whatsoever on any of his pieces. When explained you can see he put alot of thought and decidation into it, but just looking at his stuff made me think, well anyone could take a stair banister and mount it on a piece of metal and call it art, what makes this so special? thought the negative space was interesting and perhaps because it's out of it's normal place. i dunno. I'm not really into sculpture art or fine arts for that matter because it makes my head hurt. I think enough about everything else i don't want to have to examine art pieces. bah to that.
So then my plan was to drive a little further downtown (ala yahoo maps) to find this other gallery, which i couldn't find. But i did find a college that the newspaper has been advertising apartments around-and yea, it's come to my attention they are too far from my campus. Distraught i headed up elmwood to one of the reamining open coffee shops (it's sad, that that particular area, aside from the bars, basically shuts down about 11 pm, especially because everyone has this idea that it's the "place to be") to ask someone if there were any good shows happening tonight and the guy at spot coffee said to check the art voice and he recommended club diablo on washington st., gave me sketchy directions and then my tea. The tea was good. So i checked artvoice while sitting on one of there many couches, since because elmwood shuts down ala 11 pm, spot coffee is one hopping place! and some lady with a bad haircut was being snobby to me. anywho, walls of jericho was playing tonight at the icon-which i couldn't find, so i checked out this club diablo and hung out there for a few hours-i have to work tomorrow. I sat about and drank and sat about and talked to people in the bathroom and then finally a band played and they were great. i was so happy. so drunk old guys started moshing, one of them hit me and it brought back memories of getting punched in the face...aww. After them, i left, even though some weird goth band was coming on, i had to work in the morning :( not really the morning but i'm looking forward to not having to wake up at fucking 7 am. So i scadaddled up to campus, to the sounds of hiphop and loud obnoxious rap blaring across the tower lots. le sigh.
ho hum.
that's about it for the adventures of me.
- Location:college
- Mood: happy
- Music:silence.
sketchy details.
me, dillently searching the classifieds of Buffalo. Lack of time to call people however has stalled the mission. Not much else to report, except my sudden urge to buy furniture and other household items :( for this non existing house of the future. le sigh.
school bums me out and so does the weather. I nap alot.
- Location:college!
- Mood: bored
- Music:bass beats from the room next to me.
Mickey and I have been dating for a year, today, which is crazy.
It appears that there are alot of things lately, that are reminding me of the passage of time.
Last night we had dinner with my parents and i ate alot of lobster that gave me the worst stomach ache ever ached before.
We casino hopped between Seneca and Niagara
Mickey and I looked at a wildlife gallery and talked art, while my dad lost money
and then we had to wait forever to get across the border
and we were going to go to breakfast this morning, before we went our seperate ways, but instead slept
and ate poptarts.
Work sucked balls today
everyone who is an asshole, was in premier today, it seemed
and now i am biting my nails
and avoiding doing homework
and i need to go grocery shopping because there is NOTHING but cheese to eat.
and i love cheese as much as the next person, but u can't drink cheese.
- Location:buffalo
- Mood: pleased
- Music:moral orel
as of recently i finished
( Book # 4 )
in my unlimited-as-of-now-book-quest, because all i have motivation to do is read and make houses out of bristol board. Last night i grew up sketches for another one- one that will span the length of my dorm room and perhaps next semester solve a ceiling decoration solution in where ever it is i end up inhabiting. oooo words. Anywho, back to my lack of motivation, perhaps it makes me a bad friend- especially when i'm home because i really don't do much anymore. i have no urge to go out and be social, granted in the event someone does get me out of my shell, i do end up having an awesome time, but i'm just really really lazy all of a sudden.i don't know why it's also a neccesity to explain that. guilt maybe. i dunno.
Today i learned how to use the lamination machine- which isn't at all complicated, at work. I spent 3 hours of my four hour shift laminating pieces of colored paper and cutting squares out for Paula. Paula is one of the many wine associates, actually i think she holds managment status, but that's not my department (because i'm just their cashier peon) so i dunno. But all of my laminating awesomeness and square cutting out will be circulated about the sales floor so our customers can get further wine-buying-assistance without actually asking for help, but they'll do that anyway because they're all freaking idiots. Laminating things made me think of career changes and how i wouldn't mind office work. I'm pretty famiular with the basic Microsoft office programs and the Adobe programs and I can type good and fast! I'm quality office work material. or not. i dunno. Lately I've been rethinking my college direction and as of last week I was like, "well lets switch to Design and get a BFA in communication Design or Interior" but Interior would take me at least another four years and Design (after portfolio review) would take another 3 years in the least, cause heaven forbid you do anything out of order :P and then i was thinking about reading and how much i like to read, and perhaps getting a teaching degree so i can teach children how to read and make an impression upon the world.
but oh yeah, i don't like kids. or most people for that matter.
so maybe office work is the way to go, since i really do enjoy laminating things and organizing folders.
point being i want school to be over, but i keep changing my damn mind so much chances are i'll be here for another ten god damn years.
- Mood: aggravated
- Music:kids near water
rejectedi dunno about you, but i can't read Francesca lia Block books . Her writing just puzzles me. My friends like her books, so i flipped through a few pages of them at the B & N tonight and various other times (because I'm looking for new things to read that do not include the said catergories from previous posts) and..bah. nope.
They're not bad, they just don't say "read me." Granted I read Echo, but even then it was a struggle just to complete it. I guess I'm not easily hypnotised by her glittery writting and L.A background.
The way I do this is simple, i see a book. The first thing i take in are the cover graphics that if anyone has taken any type of design course will understand because everything has to be eye appealling. Next is the title. Or maybe it's the title first, i'm not sure. Then i read the back. Then i open the book up randomly and read a paragraph, if i want to continue reading the book because said paragraph takes me then i get the book, if not then no.
I've tried going through bookstores and just pointing at some random thing, but it hasn't worked out before. bad choices, see "My Little Blue dress", "Don't count out the dead", and "Hey! Nostradamus" for starters.
SO with the money left of my paycheck that didn't have to go to something important I bought :
+All Souls, a family story from Southie - Michael Patrick MacDonald
+Mystic River - Dennis Lehane
+The Glass Castle - Jeannette Lewis
+Vodka - Boris Starling
nothing beats the bargain shelves. excited.
- Location:college!
- Mood:
awake - Music:cartoons
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