But really it is. A friend had come in my room singing Disney songs, which I would normally go along with, but I was reading for my history of Rome class and that book is evil. It just drops all the information unceremoniously on the page, intense man.
When she settled down and started reading on of her text books I grabbed the can of air freshener, planning on spraying her with the harmless apple spiced fragrance. Before pushing the button I stood near her having a silent hysterical laughing fit (meaning my mouth was wide open but no noise - so much easier to scare them with). Unbeknownst to me the can was aimed directly into my mouth. Air freshener does not taste the way it smells, in any way shape or form.
And that is pretty much a great example of my life. Someone does something to annoy me and I retaliate in a way that backfires and makes me look stupid, crazed and majorly screwed in the head.
I'm so glad people don't expect normal when hiring ... What? They do? Well I guess I am just screwed then. Might as well enjoy it.
Monday, January 24, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Only the little things matter
My life has turned into a crazy mass of confusion the last few weeks as I attempted (and failed) to settle everything in for the semester. It seems like I can't keep a thought in my head for more than a few minutes.
When staying up late studying for a quiz I made oatmeal when I remembered I had forgotten to eat earlier in the day. I was so out of it that I forget to eat and found it in the microwave the next morning. It was disgusting. I forget to call people back. The insurance company is being a pain (shocking) so I still can't drive my car anywhere. I spaced writing for the school newspaper and had to turn in an article late. Pretty sure I failed that quiz. It's been a spectacular week.
None of that really bothered me.
What really made me grumpy was realizing I had downed a pot of coffee in less than hour this morning (afternoon). Now I am pissy because I want coffee but I know that more caffeine will keep me up late turning this whole week into a crap fest. I hate my life sometimes.
It's never the big things that screw up a persons day. It's the little things that push them over the edge.
I want coffee.
*pout*
When staying up late studying for a quiz I made oatmeal when I remembered I had forgotten to eat earlier in the day. I was so out of it that I forget to eat and found it in the microwave the next morning. It was disgusting. I forget to call people back. The insurance company is being a pain (shocking) so I still can't drive my car anywhere. I spaced writing for the school newspaper and had to turn in an article late. Pretty sure I failed that quiz. It's been a spectacular week.
None of that really bothered me.
What really made me grumpy was realizing I had downed a pot of coffee in less than hour this morning (afternoon). Now I am pissy because I want coffee but I know that more caffeine will keep me up late turning this whole week into a crap fest. I hate my life sometimes.
It's never the big things that screw up a persons day. It's the little things that push them over the edge.
I want coffee.
*pout*
Sunday, January 9, 2011
yawn ... blink ... crash.
I did not think that the drive could get any more boring. But it did. The slightly rolling hills that fade into the distance and blur together in their brown grayishness are even more boring at night. I left home early so I could get back to school before the storm. Over 24 hours later I am 96 miles away from my destination and sitting in a hotel bed.
Instead of driving all the way (about 670 miles) I decided to crash at a friends house. Which was awesome, we watched "Easy A" (great movie) crashed and got up the next morning to leave. Unfortunately (doesn't this always happen) the snow had caught up to me and I got to spend all day driving in snow ... with semi trucks flying past me.
This trip started off horribly when I found that half the buttons don't work on the face plate of my radio any more ... they worked two weeks ago when I came home and no longer do now. I was not too worried about that because I have a remote for the radio (Yes a remote for my radio in my car ... I know it's lazy) but the remote does not have a button to switch to auxiliary so I can't listen to my MP3 player. Meaning I spent yesterday night and today listening to the radio. The only channels I could get are country, Christian and scary rock.
Today started off with a bang when I tried stopping for a light and ended up on the wrong side of the road in the street adjacent to were I started (or tried to stop). It was terrifying. And the trip only went down hill from there.
Remember those semi trucks I was talking about? Well the lovely state I am driving through does not understand the concept of plowing both lanes and the right lane was slick today (add that with some wind and my poor little car can't really go faster than 40, if that) forcing most cars to drive slow. But not the semi trucks. Nooo they get to go flying down the road really fast. And in the wake of a semi truck comes lots and lots and lots of puffy snow. White out. For about 500 feet. Ish.
While driving through a semi truck white out is disgruntling I did not think it was a big problem. And it wouldn't have been if the stupid semi had not tried to stop on the middle of the freaking highway. Bitch.
Imagine driving on an icy highway with a slight breeze. The world glistens with barely restrained evil. A truck of doom goes flying past and paints the whole world in flurries of white. And them Bam. The truck is swerving in front of you and when you pull off the road to avoid becoming truck kill a tow truck pops out of no where. With great reflexes you manage to avoid getting squashed or hitting the new obstacle, only to have the big white dodge truck behind you not be able to stop in time. It has been a ruff day.
After the fender bender accident the roads got nastier and nastier and I drove like a little chicken shit. For the last hour of the trip I was going less than 20 mph and riding the rumble strips to make sure I was still on the highway. The inside of the car was burning up because I was attempting to keep ice from building up on my windshield (it did not work). Just before stopping for the night it got so bad that I was trying to knock the ice off my windshield whippers with my hand, not an easy task while driving in a blizzard.
My car is now stuck in the parking lot of the hotel and I don't know if I will be able to get it out tomorrow. I did not pack an over night bag and I was so not going to haul in my big suitcase so I repacked a small bag in the parking lot ... getting snow all over everything. When grabbing my coat it slipped out of my hand and fell on the ground, getting covered in snow.
I finally got settled into my hotel room and into pajamas when I realized I had left my cell phone charger in the car. Since my phone was in the process of dying I had to get redressed (putting on wet canvas shoes is gross) and tromp back out through a foot of snow. The second time trying to put on my pajamas I face planted and gave myself some nasty carpet burn.
Over all what started as an annoying but necessary task has ended up as a horrible predicament. At least I have free Wi-fi and coffee.
And tomorrow comes the last 96.
Instead of driving all the way (about 670 miles) I decided to crash at a friends house. Which was awesome, we watched "Easy A" (great movie) crashed and got up the next morning to leave. Unfortunately (doesn't this always happen) the snow had caught up to me and I got to spend all day driving in snow ... with semi trucks flying past me.
This trip started off horribly when I found that half the buttons don't work on the face plate of my radio any more ... they worked two weeks ago when I came home and no longer do now. I was not too worried about that because I have a remote for the radio (Yes a remote for my radio in my car ... I know it's lazy) but the remote does not have a button to switch to auxiliary so I can't listen to my MP3 player. Meaning I spent yesterday night and today listening to the radio. The only channels I could get are country, Christian and scary rock.
Today started off with a bang when I tried stopping for a light and ended up on the wrong side of the road in the street adjacent to were I started (or tried to stop). It was terrifying. And the trip only went down hill from there.
Remember those semi trucks I was talking about? Well the lovely state I am driving through does not understand the concept of plowing both lanes and the right lane was slick today (add that with some wind and my poor little car can't really go faster than 40, if that) forcing most cars to drive slow. But not the semi trucks. Nooo they get to go flying down the road really fast. And in the wake of a semi truck comes lots and lots and lots of puffy snow. White out. For about 500 feet. Ish.
While driving through a semi truck white out is disgruntling I did not think it was a big problem. And it wouldn't have been if the stupid semi had not tried to stop on the middle of the freaking highway. Bitch.
Imagine driving on an icy highway with a slight breeze. The world glistens with barely restrained evil. A truck of doom goes flying past and paints the whole world in flurries of white. And them Bam. The truck is swerving in front of you and when you pull off the road to avoid becoming truck kill a tow truck pops out of no where. With great reflexes you manage to avoid getting squashed or hitting the new obstacle, only to have the big white dodge truck behind you not be able to stop in time. It has been a ruff day.
After the fender bender accident the roads got nastier and nastier and I drove like a little chicken shit. For the last hour of the trip I was going less than 20 mph and riding the rumble strips to make sure I was still on the highway. The inside of the car was burning up because I was attempting to keep ice from building up on my windshield (it did not work). Just before stopping for the night it got so bad that I was trying to knock the ice off my windshield whippers with my hand, not an easy task while driving in a blizzard.
My car is now stuck in the parking lot of the hotel and I don't know if I will be able to get it out tomorrow. I did not pack an over night bag and I was so not going to haul in my big suitcase so I repacked a small bag in the parking lot ... getting snow all over everything. When grabbing my coat it slipped out of my hand and fell on the ground, getting covered in snow.
I finally got settled into my hotel room and into pajamas when I realized I had left my cell phone charger in the car. Since my phone was in the process of dying I had to get redressed (putting on wet canvas shoes is gross) and tromp back out through a foot of snow. The second time trying to put on my pajamas I face planted and gave myself some nasty carpet burn.
Over all what started as an annoying but necessary task has ended up as a horrible predicament. At least I have free Wi-fi and coffee.
And tomorrow comes the last 96.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Girl on fire
I finished reading the Hunger Games series over Christmas break and my over all opinion is "was not impressed." The very first problem I have is that the story is written in preset tense, making it harder to read and slow going. The main character is called Katniss Everdeen and the first book starts with her being drafted into the National Hunger Games.
Spoiler alert, if you have not read the series and plan to do not keep reading.
The Hunger Games are basically a gladiator style game were two children, one boy and one girl, are "randomly" selected from each of the twelve districts and then thrown into an arena to fight to the death. The arenas are anything but normal. The Capitol (the seat of power that controls the twelve districts in slave like fashion) has created pods that a gamekeeper (a person whose job is to make the games more interesting) has control over. The pods have anything from deadly poisons to rabid monkeys. The terrain cannot be trusted because it is under the complete control of the gamekeepers as well. At one point in the first book they set parts of the arena on fire to force the tributes into confrontations.
The Hunger Games end when Katniss saves Peeta (the male tribute from district 12). Instead of killing Peeta like the Capitol wants her too Katniss has poisons berries in her pocket and they both plan to eat them, leaving no Victor, when the head gamekeeper stops the game. That one small action ignites a barely suppressed rebellion against the Capitol, because if one young girl can outsmart the Capitol their is hope that the districts can.
Basically the entire theme of the book is to escape repression and overthrow the government. However in the very last book Katniss kills the next President when she learns the President killed her younger sister. Along with killing Prim (Katniss's younger sister) the President Coin has planned several events that lead to the deaths of innocents, making her worse than the current President who did not hide his own atrocities.
The book ends with the surviving Victors (the people who won the Hunger Games in previous years) decided to hold one last Hunger Game with the children from the Capitol (Capitol residents were exempt from the Hunger Games, since they were only used to keep the districts from rebelling). When everything is said and done they dictatorship is just traded for another one, showing that there will always be a group of people suppressed.
Depressing. Plus it was written in present tense which automatically makes it crap. Crap with a good point, but still crap.
Spoiler alert, if you have not read the series and plan to do not keep reading.
The Hunger Games are basically a gladiator style game were two children, one boy and one girl, are "randomly" selected from each of the twelve districts and then thrown into an arena to fight to the death. The arenas are anything but normal. The Capitol (the seat of power that controls the twelve districts in slave like fashion) has created pods that a gamekeeper (a person whose job is to make the games more interesting) has control over. The pods have anything from deadly poisons to rabid monkeys. The terrain cannot be trusted because it is under the complete control of the gamekeepers as well. At one point in the first book they set parts of the arena on fire to force the tributes into confrontations.
The Hunger Games end when Katniss saves Peeta (the male tribute from district 12). Instead of killing Peeta like the Capitol wants her too Katniss has poisons berries in her pocket and they both plan to eat them, leaving no Victor, when the head gamekeeper stops the game. That one small action ignites a barely suppressed rebellion against the Capitol, because if one young girl can outsmart the Capitol their is hope that the districts can.
Basically the entire theme of the book is to escape repression and overthrow the government. However in the very last book Katniss kills the next President when she learns the President killed her younger sister. Along with killing Prim (Katniss's younger sister) the President Coin has planned several events that lead to the deaths of innocents, making her worse than the current President who did not hide his own atrocities.
The book ends with the surviving Victors (the people who won the Hunger Games in previous years) decided to hold one last Hunger Game with the children from the Capitol (Capitol residents were exempt from the Hunger Games, since they were only used to keep the districts from rebelling). When everything is said and done they dictatorship is just traded for another one, showing that there will always be a group of people suppressed.
Depressing. Plus it was written in present tense which automatically makes it crap. Crap with a good point, but still crap.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Goodbye 2010, I will not miss you.
Recently there have been quite a few posts about things accomplished in the last year. I don't have one. Instead of I have a list of things I was forced to admit this year.
1. Being able to play Minesweeper with a track pad means I need to stop
2. Gas is freakishly expensive
3. I am not forgiving
4. I can't drink black coffee
5. Only drinking coffee for breakfast is bad. Very bad.
6. Positivity is as elusive as a Unicorn
7. Being bitchy makes me feel better ... so much better.
8. No matter how much I try I will never own a blue elephant
9. People are really that stupid
10. I actually really like Miley Cyrus
And that pretty much explains how sucky the last year was. My only resolution for this year is to do what I want, guaranteeing a great year. Sixteen weeks and I will be down with pretentious overzealous religious fucktards, I am so excited!
1. Being able to play Minesweeper with a track pad means I need to stop
2. Gas is freakishly expensive
3. I am not forgiving
4. I can't drink black coffee
5. Only drinking coffee for breakfast is bad. Very bad.
6. Positivity is as elusive as a Unicorn
7. Being bitchy makes me feel better ... so much better.
8. No matter how much I try I will never own a blue elephant
9. People are really that stupid
10. I actually really like Miley Cyrus
And that pretty much explains how sucky the last year was. My only resolution for this year is to do what I want, guaranteeing a great year. Sixteen weeks and I will be down with pretentious overzealous religious fucktards, I am so excited!
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