I'm gonna be a Supermodel...

This is what happens when I'm bored and trying to figure out* my mom's new digi cam.

I'm gonna be a supermodel... 

And everyone...is gonna dress like me...with their bra straps going everywhere.... 

*"to figure out" = shamelessly playing with a new toy that's not mine

!!!!!!

I'm incredibly excited. I've found a whole new branch of my family! My grandmother's maiden name is really rare and pretty much if we find anyone with that same name, we're related to them. And now I've found a huge number of them who've all been gathering and trying to figure out how they're related. I've been e-mailing my new found second cousin twice removed back and forth all day. Heh.

Yeah, I know, it's kinda lame. But my family is small and constantly getting smaller. So the more family I can find, the better.

P.S. I am completely and totally sure of being Lithuanian now. I even know the town where my ancestors are from and everything!

I'd say The 700 Club, but I don't think they take too kindly to my type trying to join....

Tee hee...last night on Adult Swim they mentioned Naty Light! Hooray! Someone asked what they should drink on their 21st birthday....the answer:

"Naty Light...Sure it's disgusting, but it's cheap enough to fill a kiddie pool with, and that's really all that matters"

Or something like that. But they're so very right. They sell Naty Light at the CVS in Athens (Ohio, not Greece...I don't think they'd allow Naty Light in Greece). That's how cheap it is.

This is my 700th entry. Awesome, no?

Dear World and all the people in it....

I think one of my favorite things in the world is the sudden revelation. When things seem crazy and you can't really understand what's going on and it's making you sad and feel gloomy.

And then suddenly you're sitting there watching, of all things, Newlyweds, and all of a sudden something snaps into place in your head and you understand. You know what's going on and why and that it's not all your fault and that it's not as huge as you think and that it doesn't mean everything's falling apart, but just that things are moving in a way you hadn't seen coming, but that's not necessarily a negative at all. And things stop spinning a bit and you feel a little more like you can just relax and enjoy the world for what it is.

And even though I might not feel this revelation buzz in the morning, for now, it has made my life a bit calmer. And that is very very good thing.

Sometime's you feel like a nut....

So here's what I like about shows like Newlyweds or The Osbournes. Y'know, reality "sitcoms" so to speak. People can be having a completely serious conversation and all of a sudden something really random and stupid happens, which I find highly amusing 'cause that always happens when I'm having a serious conversation with someone (usually Linda or Mari, but it's not unusual for it to happen with others). It's kinda like this:

Sandra: Y'know, it's kinda like...since I met Kevin I really feel like I've lost touch with my inner Sandra...you know? The girl who likes dog grooming and writing letters to soap stars....and ever since last year when my brother decided to become a Buddhist monk, it's like....
(dog walks up and shits on Sandra's purse)
Steve: Yo, did that dog just shit on your purse?! What the fuck, yo? Ahahahahaha

I know there's such a thing as "quality alone time". But fuck, I've had enough of it. I spend all my time alone. I hate it. I'm lonely and bored. My friends are either busy or not around or not in the mood or blah blah blah. I've spent so much time alone lately...I feel awful. Too awful to make this entry witty or interesting or even melodramatic. So I lie on my bed playing mini pool trying to figure out why no one actually wants to see me or hang out with me and that just makes things worse. I can't even watch movies 'cause they're all about people with friends or blah blah blah...it just makes me feel like crap. And writing this isn't helping at all. So bye.

Sappy Girl

So, we all know I have a weird affection for The West Wing. Here is an example of why, 'cause trust me, it ain't the political stuff. Anyway, there was this rerun on tonight that had something to do with a senator who had an autistic grandson and was trying to get more funding for research on autism. This kinda struck me for two reasons, 1. I miss my Grandpa a lot, which pretty much everyone knows, and 2. My cousin has problems with a disability that is somehow linked to autism. So anyway, I was watching and the President said something that made me feel happy and kinda sad at the same time. Here's what it was:

"Let me tell you something. Don't ever, ever underestimate the will of a
grandfather. We're mad men. We don't give a damn. We got here before you and they'll
be here after. We'll make enemies, we'll break laws, we'll break bones but you will
not mess with the grandchildren."

And now I'm done being silly and sappy.

I went to Mt. Fuji today! It was AWESOME!!!!!

Can't think of somethin'....

Isn't it weird how sometimes when you have a specific emotion you can actually feel it in your body. The way I've been feeling lately has been starting right in the bottom center of my ribs. It's a kind of sadness, but it's got this weird warmth to it. I dunno, could just be heartburn. But I don't think so. Anyway, the feeling kind of radiates up my chest and spreads through my shoulders. And sometimes it creeps up the back of my neck and up to the top of my head. It's weird trying to figure out where you can physically feel an emotion. Try it. It's easier to do than you think.


Anyway, I don't like this yucky feeling I've been having lately. It sort of reminds me of how I felt when I was out in Ohio. Lonely, I guess. Unimportant maybe? That sorta sounds right. Blech. I don't really understand this feeling. There just isn't a word for it, I think. I just know I really don't like it and I want to make it go away. It's hard, though. I feel like I need to talk about it with people, but that's not always the easiest thing. 'Cause y'know, I'm crazy, so a lot of the time I might come off as just being spazzy and nuts and not actually making sense and just taking things way too seriously. Plus people have their own stuff going on, which I know nothing about. Also part of the weirdness, I guess. I'm used to people talking to me about stuff and I guess that hasn't really been happening so much lately. Hasn't happened so much in awhile. And with no one talking to me about much and me wanting to talk to people so much, I guess it makes me feel extra whiney and crazy. And then I write stuff like this on my blog. Hmm. So now I'll just watch "Blow Out" on Bravo. 'Cause I'm a Bravo whore. Or loser. Whatever.

::cries::

My foot itches so much I could cry.

"..Happy Birthday, dear Whassisname...."

Say what you will about Bridget Jones' Diary being a silly chick flick, but the fight scene between Colin Firth and Hugh Grant is cinematic GOLD. Two wimpy pretty boys beating the bejesus out of each other....so fantastic!!! I love it!!!

Sweet Girl

So yesterday Philippe came over to get his picture taken for some Nintendo thingy (Go Philippe!) and we ended up sitting on my front steps just hanging out for quite awhile. It was lots of fun. Unfortunetely, I woke up this morning to find myself COVERED in bug bites! Teaches me to sit around outside without bug spray. Yargh. Here is the bite count so far (I'm not sure I've found them all yet, and it's kinda hard to count them):

Right Leg: 12 (!)
Left Leg: 6
Right Arm: 2
Left Arm: 1
Back: 2
Shoulder: 1
Neck: 1
Face (!): 1
Total: 26!!!

Gaaahh...seriously, I'm not even sure I had that many chicken pox (really mild case when I was 9). Insanity!

Lug wrench?

I really hate the new Jaguar commercials. You know, the ones with the guy singing "I'm in looove with my caaaar". That's pretty sad, man. I mean, I know Jaguar's are pretty nice and all. But to be in love with one? Does he mean he "loves" it, like you love your favorite pair of shoes or apple jacks, or that he's "in love" with it, like the love between a man and a woman (or a man and a man, woman and a woman, man and a fish, astronaut and a lug wrench, whichever euphamism you prefer)? Because if he's "in love" with it...well...I just don't get it...I mean, c'mon man, a Jaguar can't please you like a woman (or man or fish or lug wrench, you get my point) could. And if it does, well...I think you're using your gas tank wrong.

Like those cats that freak out at invisible monsters...

Okay, people who are all calm and collected all the time, you seriously bother me. Because I'm totally NOT calm and collected all the time. Now you know why I liked Bridget Jones so much. She's a complete whack job, just like me. Made me feel better about my own lack of coordination. So people who can always be calm and collected and unspazlike...yo...cut it out. 'Cause all you're doing is making me seem even crazier. You little selfish bastards, just cut it out. Seriously.

A picture's worth some significant amount of words...

I think this says it all... 

Pictures rock my world. Can't you just see the boredom in my eyes? Oh hells yeah. Also, you get to see a very tiny bit of my room. Which is veeerry very messy. Must clean. Boo.

Japanese for "Noises like those of dying feasant"

Call me lame, but I totally have the urge to go to a karaoke bar.

It's like mutherfucking Ohio in here...

I. Am. So. Fucking. BORED.

Bored + Me + "Hormonal" = FUCKING PISSED OFF.

Be cool, boy...real cool....

I have absolutely no ability whatesoever to play ANYTHING cool. EVER.

Sunny day, sweepin' the clouds away...

What the ef, man?! (Yes, I did just say ef...I'm in a weird mood today...I said "sup?" at one point...weirdness) Why is my picture not working?! Boooo....

Also, yesterday I got this great nail buffer thingy at Drug Fair that not only makes my nails really shiny and pretty, but is really fun to play with when I'm fidgety. Except I lost it in LESS THAN A DAY! Stupid me. I left it on top of my quilt on my bed, then forgot it was there and moved the quilt around and it's not fallen into the disaster that is the floor in my room. Boo again. Yeah. I really liked that thing. Bah humbug.

Also, I randomly feel like taking a Yoga class. Except I don't know where I'd take it, and it'd be hard with my work schedule. Speaking of work, oh it was so crazy today! Ahh! I came into work today and it looked like someone had decided to get all the charts I need to get ready for the day out and organized for me, so I was like "Awesome, people rock!". Until I realized that they had pulled them out in some weird order and they were all disorganized and in places we couldn't find them and I couldn't tell how many things needed to be done. I know it was someone trying to be nice, probably (I think it might actually have been the woman who I was saying was bitchy and ucky...she's actually been much better lately and kinda nice to me...lets see if it lasts :-) ), but it kinda drove me up a wall 'cause I had to reorganize everything and find everything. Plus there was a ton of other stuff to do, so I was like "Ahh! What's going on?!" and then my boss was also like "Wtf? Why isn't this done already?" and it ended with me sort of wandering in a circle for a minute lost in confusion, followed by me just laughing at everything that continued to get fucked up during the day simply because I was past fed up and just thought it was all very funny.

Despite the random frustration, though, I was in a really great mood today. In the morning I was really tired, then thought of a really happy thought and it sort of woke me up and I kept thinking of stuff that makes me smile and it put me in a great mood. I even fought boredom and lack of being able to listen to music by simply singing a song I liked really quietly while looking for charts. I'm such a nerd. But it worked. Singing is always a pretty good mood stabilizer for me.

Jon is home from Israel! Yay, Jon! Hooray for decent pizza and bagels! Whoo!

Hoochy Mama

Vivica A. Fox can be seriously confusing. She's really a beautiful woman, but it's really weird, 'cause sometimes when she goes on shows to promote movies and stuff she kinda acts and dresses like this really slutty hoochy mama (since when do I say hoochy mama?). And then sometimes it's kinda like she gets sick of that and decides to go out on some show and she's dressed really elegantly and is really well spoken and ladylike. So confusing.

Blah, I haven't talked to anyone all day, it's making me feel all blechy.


Also, Mari, I love you! You're like my little sister who I also make lots of weird sexual innuendos to. I'm sorry we don't get to hang out enough. But I love you and you best to know it.

"The spiders...they want me to tap dance!!"

Mm, I spent all day in bed today. Lazy lazy. But mostly because after going to see Harry Potter I got home, jumped into bed, and instantly couldn't sleep all night because of a narsty stomach ache. My mom stayed up with me for awhile and we watched some really cheesy tv show on public television that's supposed to help people learn English.

Harry Potter! Oh man, it was SO good. Such a huge relief from the first two. This one was more...I dunno how to explain it...like a real movie! Right from the first minute you could tell this movie was different and it was already tons more interesting and amusing from any standpoint you could think of, visually, emotionally, humor-wise, anything. The director of this movie seemed like he actually put some of his own thoughts and ideas into this movie, instead of just letting the books dictate everything. I realized I really hate when movies are exactly like the books they're based on. I know some people get mad when things aren't exactly the same, but I find it really boring when I know every single little thing that's going to happen. And it makes it tons worse for when they leave stuff out because it becomes so much more obvious. I like to see books and the movies that are based on them kind of as two seperate works that can both be appreciated. Anyway, this director did an awesome job, I really give him most of the credit for how awesome it was. Plus the kids really improved in their acting. They really seemed more like actual characters and people, which I think is from doing a lot of character background and acting excercises and that type of thing, as opposed to the way they used to do things. Before they were more like charicatures of the characters from the book, really only acting out the characteristics that really stood out (like Hermione being smart and uptight and Ron being the goofy funny one). Again, I give the director half the credit on this, since it seems like he spent a lot of time trying to get the kids really into their characters. And I really like the new Dumbledore. He's much more like the Dumbledore I always imagined. No offense to Richard Harris (may he rest in peace) but he really didn't seem to get Dumbledore's eccentric-light-hearted-old-manness across at all. This new guy really is into it a lot more. I loved the random little things they added, like using the whomping willow to show the passage of time (I seriously loved that! IM me and let me know if you caught the part where I think they might have been making fun of the first movies...I might have been the only one who caught it, I dunno...) and using music in the scene with the Boggart! That was fantastic! 'Cause you're sitting there kinda expecting this to be a very tense kinda scary scene and then Lupin turns on the record player and it turns into this really upbeat, fun scene simply from the music! Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm done talking about this. Spent way too much time talking about Harry Potter, haha. Except that the kid who plays Harry is kinda turning out to be kinda cute, which believe me, creeps me out to say 'cause he's like...what..14? Ew. So young!

Now I think it's time for sleeping. Or reading. Or not writing in my blog anymore. Night night!

Just let your SOOOUL BOOOWWWL

SOUL BOWLING is THE. SHIT.

So it was like 10:00 and I was on the phone with Linda talking about how bored I am when my cell rings and Miles is on the line going,

"Hey Robin, do you want to go...SOUL BOWLING?!"

Soul Bowling is this awesome think on Rt. 22. Apparently you can pay 15 bucks and bowl as long as you want and get free shoe rental. However, when Miles, Mike, Philippe, Anna and I (Linda came later) arrived we kinda didn't feel like paying 15 bucks a pop. So we were sitting outside waiting for Linda to show and trying to figure out something else to do when this guy who had been at the front desk when we went in originally walked out. He saw us hangin' around on the curb and said to us, "Why'd you guys leave? Price put you off?" and we told him we didn't have enough money. So this truly awesome guy says, "Aw, well come back inside, how about we knock of five bucks each?" How freakin' awesome is that guy?! So we went back in, paid the 10 bucks, and it was off to SOUL BOWL. Apparently if you go before ten you can get in for $10 or if you have a flyer you can get $5 so they just treated us like we had flyers. Really nice guys. :-D

Bowling was great! Although I kinda sucked for most of the night. I got better by the end, though. I'm not even sure how many games we played, it was great! And we were totally bowling next to some guys from the mob at one point. Hahaha. Miles had various lucky charm kind of things and one point got a turkey, which is three strikes in a row, and got so excited he jumped up and smacked the screen, nearly breaking it. Mike got 194! So crazy. Crazy good bowlers.

Anyway, it was really a lot of fun. We got the little flyer card things at the end. We should TOTALLY go again! Whee!

And now. Time for sleeping. Mm. Good Night!

I will EAT. YOUR. FACE!

I don't like it when people in positions of authority call me up and leave cryptic messages like, "Call me back when you get the chance."...okay, so that's not really that cryptic, but it is to me! My boss left that message on my cell phone. Why? Why?! Bosses only leave messages not saying what they're calling about when it's something bad! Not good. Not good not good not good.

I really hope I'm not getting fired or something. I mean, that'd be silly. 'Cause why would she fire me on the phone when I was there this morning and will be there tomorrow? Maybe she wants me to work more hours or something? I'm pretty sure my clothes are okay now...and people seem to like me! I had a pleasant conversation with a very nice doctor about papercuts...So...yeah, over analyzing, anyway.

Going to see Harry Potter tomorrow! Yes! So exciting! Harry Potter's like the only movie I'll spend the extra 2.50 to buy tickets to in advance. When did I become so cheap? Hmm....and don't you dare make a Jew joke. I will attack you. I am cheap, but not so cheap that I won't spend 50 bucks on new bras that I kinda sorta thought would be good to have but didn't REALLY need. And mostly I am becoming cheaper because I really don't like depending on my parents for stuff.

I hate having pimples that you look at in the mirror and you feel like they're eating your face. Boo.

All Out War Biz-natch

My cat is all curled up next to me. Aw. Pets are good. No matter what you do, they will always love you.

I need food, a shower, and bra shopping with Linda. Linda, where are you?!