Fear

Have you ever had a dream that just kind of shakes you to your core. Like a type of nightmare that's so real you can wake up and then fall right back into the dream. I haven't had too many of these scares, but they're always somewhat similar.

I've surmised that one of my greatest fears is someone breaking into my house. When I still lived with my parents I used to dream of people breaking into the house and not knowing what to do. Eventually I started keeping my cell phone in my room at night and the nightmares stopped. However last night for no apparent reason I had a relapse and it was far worse than in the past.

Before I went to bed I took the garbage out, and usually I don't lock my apartment door because I only have to take it to the back parking lot. In my dream I did the same thing. However this time there were police in back and a few of my neighbors. I overheard them saying that some girls were killed. I knew I had left the door open and I ran back to my apartment fearing for my roommate (who is out of the country in real life) and when I got into the apartment there was blood on the walls, and she was dead in the bathtub.

Funny thing is that it wasn't my actual roommate, it was Jen from Big Brother 8 (which if you watch the show isn't a tragedy), but I was convinced she was my roommate and I didn't realize until I had woken up who she was. There was a message written on the dry erase board that's on my door; it said: 'Sorry I missed you -Cole' I was in a panic. Like when you can't breath and your chest feels tight. It was quite frightening. I'm not sure why, but after everything was cleaned up by the police I didn't go home, and they hadn't caught the guy yet.

I woke up briefly and fell right back into the dream. It seemed that some time had gone by and I was watching TV in my living room and I got a text message from Cole, something about killing me, and how he knew what I was watching. That's when I woke up for real, and got up for the day. But I couldn't shake the feeling, and I was afraid to open the door to go to the bathroom. It's a terrible feeling to think that you're not safe in your house, and to know that you're alone. My roommate isn't here, so nobody would be around to help me.

I know this is kind of a dark entry, but I felt like I couldn't get it out of my head until I wrote it somewhere. I wish there were more locks in my house.

So Whatever

Well, it's been a while, but I'm not going to give a disclaimer. I'm here now, and I'm bored at work, and that's that. Some of you may know that I have recently become obsessed with the TV show Supernatural. OMG, hotness. Anyways, they had some promos with the song Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas, and it's been in my head all week. Not that's it's not an awesome song, but it just won't leave. I'm listening to it on a loop streaming from some random web page. Oh Supernatural. I'm also somewhat embarrassed to admit that I made Jensen Ackles (Dean) my desktop background. The picture you're seeing to your right would be the photo in question. A hot guy with a hot car, what more could a girl ask for. If you've never heard Carry On Wayward Son, I'll hook you up with its awesomeness; it's streaming through the player below. Kick it.

Classic Rock

I did a lot this weekend, but I also didn't do much. On Friday my brother was in town from his college, so we hung out, went shopping and watched Boondock Saints, Team America: World Police, and Ace Ventura: Pet Detective. On Saturday I was a little less productive. I woke up around 2pm, which sounds bad, but is standard for me on the weekend. I had to run an errand to Target which turned out to be more of a hassle than I though it would be. But then I got to watch my dad play in his band: Johnny Alibi & the Excuse. My dad is the drummer, and they're a cover band, but they play some rockin' songs. Kim, Laura, and Nikki came with me. We had a great time, even though we had to leave a little early so Kim could go out to the campus bars because it was St. Patty's day. I'm not Irish, but I wore green anyways. (Mostly because I knew Kim would get mad at me if I didn't) But it's not a problem, because of my new hair color, green is definetly my color right now.

After we got back from the show around midnight, I started working on the Reality Check Podcast, and I was up until almost 5 making sure it got out. I feel bad because we really need to get RC out fast, but I haven't been as responsible as I should be. However, I am happy to report that as of noon on Monday we have almost 150 downloads, and like I said, it was posted about a day and a half ago. AMAZING! Yesterday I organized my closet, and went to my parent's house for dinner. I miss my doggy all the time!

I was super bummed this morning because I got my exam back from my Journalism course, and for some reason I skipped a 20 point essay question. As a result I got a big fat F. My TA was like, 'Don't feel bad, there are two more tests, and some papers. Please don't drop the course.' I can't anyways. I wish school was more important to me.

I'm blogging from the Memorial Union right now because I am scheduled to sit at a table to direct people upstairs for yearbook photos. However, when I got here, there were no other staffers to be found and there is candy, and a very old yearbook from 1922 sitting out. I don't appreciate people not respecting our older books. In some ways yearbook has been really organzied this year, but in other ways, it's more chaotic than ever. I feel like nobody is friends on staff, and I don't like the division between the business side of things and the editorial. I constantly get the feeling that the men on the business side think they are better/smarter than the people on the editorial side. We have a deadline today, and I'm 32 pages short. I'm pretty sure it's my fault. Somedays I'm really happy that I've taken a smaller role next year, but other days I wonder if the book will crash and burn. I don't want it to, but I don't know what will happen.

Well, I can certainly tell that I haven't blogged in a while because this post is so long. Maybe that will be motivation for me to update more often. I still feel like I've been doing a pretty good job, especially considering that this is one of four blogs that I update on a somewhat regular basis. Have a good day all.

-Angie

The Art of Walking in Snow

I've been skirting around writing something about snow etiquette. If you listen to my podcast, or have ever been in a city where there has been a significant amount of snowfall, then you know, there is a specific manner in which you must walk down the sidewalk. If nobody follows these guidelines, then chaos will ensue. Okay, a bit much, but I'll get upset at the very least. Here's the set up. (Note, these rules can be applied to puddles after rain storms)

Usually, when it snows, even a little, there is often only a small path that is shovelled on the sidewalks, making it impossible for two people to pass at the same time, or to walk side by side.

*Rule #1: You cannot walk next to somebody, especially when there is another person trying to pass going the opposite way. (We want to avoid another Zax incident here)

I hope everyone in the US knows that we live in the US, and thus drive on the right side of the road, which usually results in people walking on the right side of the sidewalk.

*Rule #2: Even if you are not originally from the US, you must walk on the right side of the sidewalk.

Although women have made a lot of strides in recent years, gender is still an issue, regardless of how much some women say they don't want chivalry, it should just be a rule of thumb that:

*Rule #3: If there becomes an issue of one person walking through the small path first, women always get to go first.

So, what if gender is not an issue, you just have a small path, two girls, and only one can pass at a time? Then the shoes become the issue. Yes, it's winter. Yes, people should be wearing some sort of winter boot. But the reality is that a lot of people don't.

*Rule #4: The person wearing the least winter-like shoes is allowed to pass before the person wearing the more winter-like shoes. (This is always trumped by gender)

I know these rules don't cover all situations, but they should help. And hopefully it will help you and others avoid having to walk in the snow, mud, or even water. So please, be kind and considerate when walking along a snowy sidewalk.

-Angie

Do you have VD?

So today in the discussion for my advertising class, we began to talk about the underground movement called 'Anti-Valentine's Day.' Which is really counter-productive because now that it has become mainstream, people who protest Valentines day for being a holiday created by a corporation for the sole purpose of consumption are now consuming to protest consuming. Make sense? I didn't think so. We were encouraged to look online for anti-VD cards, and I found this overly-amusing Web site with cards that are even more hilarious than the image you see at the right from Meish.org. Take a look, and e-mail one to a friend if you're trying to avoid caring about VD, and end up caring anyways.

Kim, Laura, and I plan on watching horror movies on Wednesday after recording the podcasts, and watching American Idol of course. Speaking of podcasts, I should mention that the primary reason I"ve been MIA for the past two weeks is that I've been working on the Web site for our new podcast called, Reality Check: American Idol Style. Please check it out, and subscribe if you like American Idol. We're all super excited. Well, I'm super excited. Kim and Laura are just along for the ride as usual. I'll try to post more often.

-Angie

One Hour of Sleep

So, talk about your 'worst day evers.' At least it ended decently. This was one for the books. Well, if you read my last post you'll know I was up late (or early depending on how you look at it). I ended up falling asleep sometime between 6:30-7am, I don't remember. At about 8:05 am, my cell phone rang, and it was my work. I was scheduled to open last minute, and although I did receive a general e-mail announcing there were schedule changes, for some reason I thought it was a different schedule, or that it didn't apply to me. So, in that respect, this whole day was technically my own fault. Which somehow makes it worse I think; regardless, it still sucked. I quickly brushed my teeth, and threw some deodorant on, along with some scrubby looking clothes and walked to work in a record 12 minutes (takes me 20 minutes on a usual day) So now I have 1 strike against me already this semester. I know I've said before that I wanted to quit, but I really do mean it this time. I called my mom after my 45 minutes, and I didn't have class for another 3 hours, and she said I couldn't turn in my 2 weeks notice right away, but the thing is, I can't wait too long because they'll have to fill my shifts in with somebody else. It's not that I hate my job, but I'm getting so tired of it, and it's been almost 2 years. Plus, everyone always goes out almost every weekend, and I'm so sick of being guilt-tripped after I miss another drunken fest at somebodies house. I'm just over it. I was walking on thin ice last semester when I missed two stupid staff meetings. It turned out fine, but I just keep getting busier. Although the loss of my bi-weekly pay check will suck, what would suck more is if I would get fired. So I plan on putting on my best, and shiniest smile, and turning in my two week notice next week sometime and pretending that my "busy" class schedule is to blame; which is technically irrelevant.

During the 3 hour break I had, I trudged back home to shower. (Yes, trudged, we just had snow, and the sidewalks by my apartment are barely shoveled. Rarely does a shower feel as refreshing as this one did. So then back to school I went to attend a lecture for a class I may not be able to enroll in, and low and behold, my friend Justin is in the class. Honestly the class was originally meant to be a back-up class, in case I couldn't get into any others, but now I'll probably take it, as Justin and I have a history of having a rockin' time in Comm. Arts classes. It was nice to have a bright spot in the day.

Currently I am waiting for the one class I'm actually enrolled in, and planning on taking, to begin. The one problem with this class is that it is Intro to Political Science; a.k.a. one of the most common freshman classes at UW-Madison. As stated in my last post, I need this class to graduate next year. But wow, I was probably such a fool when I was a freshman here. However, I somehow managed to convince Kim to take this with me because she needs a poli sci course too. I imagine there will be a lot of snarky notes being written back and forth during class and I'm looking forward to it.

I am also looking forward to Heroes coming back tonight. Check out my Confessions of a TV Addict blog for my analysis. I'm crossing my fingers for more than an hour of sleep tonight.

Insomnia?

So this is the fifth night in a row that I haven't been able to get to sleep. Last night I was up until 6am. I know it's not technically insomnia because when I do get to bed I sleep for a while. I slept until 4pm today.

I know that part of it is because my sleep schedule has been off so much because I'm on break, but I do think that part of it, is that I've been stressed about going back to school. Yesterday I found the lonelygirl15 'tubeshow' series on Youtube, and I really like it. Although I've been scouring the web for the actress' appearance on the Tonight Show with Jay Leno, but because CBS requested all their shows be removed from YouTube it's not on there anymore. Watching it makes me wish that I knew how to edit movies. However, video blogs are even more cliche than writing a text blog.

Did any of you see Colbert vs. O'Reilly last week? My Stephen killed the competition, it was amazing. On what Laura calls a 'You Tube spiral' I also found Jon Stewart on Crossfire, and wow, I have to give that guy props. I've been watching the Daily Show for the last week or two (on my Tivo that is), and although Stewart is often yelling at the TV, I really like him. I even went out and bought his book. (America: The Book). I think it would be a good read for my intro to Poli Sci course I have to take to graduate. But at least Kim is in it with me, and she knows way more about politics than I do. A few weeks ago Steve had to explain how the primaries work to me. And, they pretty much suck. Why can't the US change up the states that begin the primaries, as they basically can decide who will be in the runnings.

Kim and Laura had a party at their house last night. I wasn't planning on going, because I was being passive-aggressively angry at Kim, but I went anyways. I didn't drink anything, and I was glad. I don't mind being the sober person at the party, because honestly I was over drinking before I turned 21, even though I had only drank a little before then. And I was over bars and parties before I knew what they were. I would be happy any day with a mixed drink after dinner while watching one of my favorite TV shows. There was a boy at the party that I kind of liked. He's not super attractive, but he seemed nice. However, 10 minutes after I decided that I would ask Kim and Laura to help me persue him, I saw him flirting up a few other girls that, let's just say I couldn't really compare to. So Kim and Laura if you're reading this, I think he's out of my league, and after the incident that lasted all last semester, I'll call that he won't be that in to me right now, and save myself the time, and patheticness of being 'that girl.' I know her all too well.

On a side note, I know we said it on the podcast, but congrats to Geoff on his engagement, you and Erica are seriously the cutest. I thought your post about how nervious you were was so sweet. I guess us girls don't ever think about they guy in the whole proposal thing. Best wises, anyways.

So it's almost quarter to five, and I've been watching QVC for the past 45 minutes. I laid in the dark for an hour before I made the decision to turn the TV on, and drink a cup of orange juice. I know I'll get to sleep, but it'll only be a couple of hours before I have to wake up for school. Man I wish I knew what classes I was taking. But that's a post for another day, or early morning rather.

You touch my tra la la

I just couldn't wait to post this song when I found out what it was called. This is the "Ding Dong Song" by Gunter. It was featured in the most recent episode of Beauty & the Geek. I love it!



Update: After I found this song, I was taking a peek around YouTube and found this little gem: