Life on the Wash

Fear

2007-07-09T11:21:00.000-05:00

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

2007-06-20T12:36:00.002-05:00

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

2007-03-19T13:18:00.000-05:00

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

2007-03-05T14:41:00.000-06:00

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?

2007-02-12T15:00:00.000-06:00

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

2007-01-22T18:17:00.000-06:00

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?

2007-01-22T04:27:00.000-06:00

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

2007-01-17T21:32:00.000-06:00

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:

Drinkin' Daze

2007-01-16T16:50:00.000-06:00

So I suppose the main reason that I haven't been posting on this blog, as I've promised is because I've kind of been in a drunken stupor. And, if you know me at all you know that I don't really like to drink, and I certainly don't like going to bars. However, I threw caution to the wind and decided to go out not only once, but twice with my roommates. Both nights I drank a fishbowl (full of alcohol) from Wando's at UW-Madison.

In other news, I've been watching as much TV as possible, which you can read about on my other blog: Confessions of a TV Addict. And I've been staying up way too late, and sleeping in as much as possible. When I start the semester next week, it's going to be somewhat rough. (Especially since I don't know all the classes I am taking.) Tonight I'm going to see singing comedian Pat McCurdy at the Annex, and I don't plan on drinking, but I'll let you all know how fun it was.

Outlet Mall Madness

2007-01-06T22:08:00.000-06:00

So, as I stated yesterday, I went to the outlet mall in Wisconsin Dells with my Mom, and it was pretty fun, besides the fact that it was outside, and kinda cold. My Mom got some stellar shoes, and we made out like bandits at Old Navy with some great clearance pants for my brothers, and this groovy belted crop trench coat. After we finished shopping, we went to the Moosejaw brewing company where I scored this cute little shot glass, and these amazing antlers. I even got a pair for my Mom. She wore them for like a half second, but it was still awesome.

When I got home I decided to have a Tivo party with myself. I watched the series premieres of Knights of Prosperity, and Dirt. They were both alright. Then I proceeded to alternate between watching reruns of Psych and Mythbusters. I still am so in love with the actor who plays Sean on Psych. And Dulé Hill (who plays Gus) is pretty hot too. USA Network made this hilarious fake website for their agency, which I could totally picture Sean making. In my mind I feel that Gus doesn't know it exists, because if he did, he would totally remake it, and it would be all flashy and professional. Mmm, just looking at this photo makes me want to unbutton Sean's shirt. I plan on sleeping in tomorrow, and then working on the website with Laura. Laters.

-Angie

Update: So like the second after I posted this I navigated on over to PerezHilton.com, and he had this video on his site, which led me to find the one below it as well.

Nice Ass

2007-01-05T21:43:00.000-06:00

Well, a couple days later and I'm back. It's some sort of a success, my resolution that is. To answer Geoff's question, I feel that writing a blog is selling out because everyone has one. A blog these days is such a cliche, and I don't like being a cliche, but I've decided to put my feelings aside regarding blogs in general simply because, if something helps me write out how I'm feeling or express who I am at this moment, then screw the bandwagon. Because fuck, I'm on it now. And regarding Laura's second comment, I would like to see this photo-graphic evidence of me dancing. And I should say that I don't like dancing in public, but shit, if I had a web cam, there would be a dance party in my room every day.

So, I hope you're not wondering who the hot, half naked man is on the right side of my post, because it's Daniel Craig, the new James Bond. I finally got to see Casino Royale today with my friend Steve, and it had it's ups and downs, but overall it was pretty damn great. I have to say that before seeing the film I had the utmost confidence in Daniel Craig being able to act the part of James Bond, but I was concerned with him 'being' the part. I didn't really think that he fit the part look wise, I certainly wasn't all that attracted to him, and afterall, my opinion is the only one that matters right? However, after watching the film, my god, this man is heavenly. Now, it could be the accent. After all, a photo doesn't literally speak, but his rock hard abs, and fine ass may have a bit to do with it. Oh, and I can't forget his coy smile. I found myself spending an insane amount of time during the movie just staring at his lips. And really the only thing more sexy than his mouth was his car, a 1964 Aston Martin DB5, which was featured in Goldfinger, starring Sean Connery, which just happens to be my favorite James Bond.

After the movie I dropped some cupcakes and cookies off at Kim & Laura's which I had made the night before because I was getting together with some of my friends from high school. It was actually quite nice, we get together every six months or so, just to catch up. And although we have all changed a lot, I really appreciate that I'm able to keep in contact with each of them. here's a photo, from left to right it's: me, Kelsey, David, Collin, Kali and then Steve, who I went to the movie with.

Tomorrow I'm going to an outlet mall in Wisconsin Dells with my mother, I'm sure we'll have fun. And I'll leave you with a lovely graphic of what I'll be dreaming of tonight. Sweet dreams.

-Angie

Resolutions

2007-01-03T03:38:00.000-06:00

Now normally I'm not one for New year's resolutions, but I have decided I'd like to keep up on my blogs during 2007. I still feel like selling out by writing a blog, although I haven't sunk low enough to have created a MySpace account. Anyways, writing a blog is overrated, but in high school I kept a journal that I wrote by hand, and I really appreciate being able to reflect on how I have changed since then. Although blogs are published for the whole world to see, I know I'll be happy that I've kept on posting this time next year.

In other news I got a new pair of shoes today, the black winter boots should be coming by the end of the week. I love the leopard print, I have to figure out some shirts to wear them with, and although they were a little tight when I first got them, I've been wearing them all night around the house, and they've loosened up quite nicely. And they're flats, so I have a limited number of pants that I can wear them with, but they'll be comfortable.

I've been trying red lipstick recently. What do you think? It might be a little too much, and I don't know where I could go that I would feel comfortable with the color. Maybe I'm just a light pink lipstick girl. I fancy myself as somewhat demure, and pink certainly is my color. Oh well, sometimes it's nice for a change. I've also been experimenting with my eyes, I don't know if I've quite mastered the smokey eye yet, but I'm getting there. I've been watching a lot of What Not To Wear because there were a lot of episodes on my Tivo, so it always inspires me to tear my closet apart in order to mix and match new outfit ideas, and make a mess of all my make up to try something they showed on TV. But hey, WNTW is how I got my angle brush for my eye liner, and it has revolutionized my eye make up.

Well, that's all I can think of for now. Hopefully I'll be back later.

-Angie

Geez. . .

2006-07-31T11:14:00.000-05:00

I hope not a lot of people read this besides Laura and Chappy. I suppose I just need to vent. Laura, you are already familiar with the situation.

Recently on some message boards someone wrote that they liked my Big Brother podcast, and of course someone responded that they couldn't stand me and Scott because our recaps were too long, and we always took the majority opinion on all issues.

I responded with what I thought was sincerity, and I really did try to come across as pleasant, and I said thank you for the criticism, that we were working on the recap length, and we would love to have his input if it was different from our opinions.

He proceeded to e-mail me and said that if I was trying to start a flame war, or get more listeners with this controversy he basically didn't want any part of it. I was kind of flabberghasted. I really did just want his opinion. I want to represent what everyone thinks on the podcast, not just what Scott and I feel, because nobody would listen if we just spouted off our opinions and proclaimed that they were the only and right opinions.

This incident just reminds me of how careful I need to be on message boards, and through e-mail because no matter how nice you try to be, your tone does not translate through the internet, which is rather unfortunate.

I feel like his opinions would have been a great asset to the podcast, and I'm disappointed, because situations such as this can change my cheery demenor and put a damper on my podcast operations.

But I'll move on, and just remember to watch my step, as I advise you to as well. Anything can be taken out of context.

-Angie

It was the end of my world. . .

2006-07-06T14:23:00.000-05:00

At least, as I knew it.
So yesterday, I was down in the dumps all day, and I was just pissed. I had gotten an e-mail early morning about the journalism camp I help with, and discovered that I had been assigned to the one instructor I didn't want to help with. Are you guys ready, because this is a really long story.

So when I was in high school, I went to this journalism for 4 years, I do yearbook. And when I say do, I mean live and breath and sweat yearbook. Okay, well, this instructor, was my instructor as a student, and she's very pushy, and opinionated, but she's also very talented, and even if it means you crying (which she often made her students do) she would push you to do your best work.

This instructor also has a son, who is my age, and happens to go to my school. So when I was re-starting the yearbook at Madison, he came to me after we had finished most of the book and asked if he could help with layouts and design. I had to turn him down because there was no design left to do, and he also asked if he could be paid. I wasn't even getting paid, and I was kind of insulted that he wouldn't do yearbook just for fun. But I will say that he has more talent than I will ever have with design especially. I actually don't know him well enough to know what his leadership skills are like.

So the next time I saw the instructor, she kind of accosted me, in her nice sort of way that you think underneath she may really want to stab you in the neck with a ball-point pen. I felt very uncomfortable, and upset because I had such a good relationship with her before. And then in her fashion she transitioned into how it didn't matter that I 'wouldn't let' her son be on yearbook (which is funny since I gave him a key to the yearbook office), because he applied to work for one of the student newspapers, and how once they realized how much experience he had, they 'snapped him up right away.' Okay, whatever. Who got into the journalism school on their first try. . . oh, right that's me.

That is my history with this instructor in a very large nutshell. And now I am supposed to deal with her for 4 days. I was going to cry. Her aside, I was also disappointed because when I was in her session in high school I was up until all hours of the night working on assignments for her, and her assistants were up even later. This is my third year helping, and my 7th year attending, and I've made friends, and I know that if I helped her with her session that I would have NO free time whatsoever. None. And no fun really.

I also think that I forgot to mention two points. The first being that I requested a different instructor completely, and was denied. And the second is that last year they placed me with an inept douche, because I 'took initiative' and they knew I would 'keep him on track' and he wasn't even a yearbook instructor, but rather newspaper for which I have little experience. So I felt, reasonably screwed, for the second year in a row.

But I am happy to report that everything is cleared up and the person in charge switched me to a different section even before I asked to be. Thank you karma, I love you. I am happy again. But for a day, my life was over.

I'm out.

Correspondence with Laura

2006-07-03T12:08:00.000-05:00

From: LAURA
i was just reading your big brother blog. i know you're writing scott's entries, but when you do you might want to refrain from typing anywho. lol, i don't know if he actual says that, but it's a give away. i suppose other people don't know that's your catch word right now, but they will soon enough. dork.
laters, laura

From: ANGIE
Did you know 'dork' actually means a male whale genetalia. My mom told me that, funny that she was the one. 'Anywho' j/k. I got Scott his own login and password, and I only wrote his first entry. But I do appreciate your sentiment, and I don't know how I've generated such an affinity for the word that is anywho. Did you also know that although it is absolutely disgusting outside the humidity according to channel 27 is only at 62%. I don't believe it, and I wish they had the 'feels like' temperature. Ya know, it's a good thing that Leah did bring the air conditioner yesterday because Kim would have been in our room all today because it would have been 'hot as balls' in the rest of the house. I still feel like she might complain. The temperature between our room and the living room isn't obviously the same, it was still a bit humid this morning, but nowhere near as bad as it would have been with out the a/c unit. And now the stupid cat can be in the living room and not be dieing when he refuses to come into our room because he's a stupid cat and doesn't realize that our room is cooler and he won't die if he lays on my bed, but he will die and lose most of his fur if he stays outside. I hope I've thouroughly amused you. I think I'll post this on my blog. Did you know I have a blog? It's a little embarassing I suppose, but here's the link: http://lifeonthewash.blogspot.com since I know you're probably really bored at work if you're e-mailing me about me forging blog entries for my brother and my over usage of the word anywho. And I love you, and I'm so glad that we have the kind of relationship that we can e-mail eachother about nothing really. I'll see you at home tonight. Thank goodness for the air conditioner, and the stupid cat that I can't live without. I'll see you later.
Love, Angie

At work

2006-06-22T13:24:00.000-05:00

So I said I would update more often, I'm going to try to update this blog as much as my big brother blog, so at least three times a week, maybe more depending on how emotional I am. So I just finished up writing my picks for Big Brother 7: AllStars. I also recorded both Pop Culture Shock and the ALLSTAR podcast last night. Whew. And now I'm working from 9-4 eww. This is summer. I'm not supposed to be working this often, but I am. Tonight I'm going to the Michael Buble concert with my mom. Don't laugh, it's not loserish because he's gorgeous, and she's paying. Now I just gotta get on the pcspodcast.com site and update the show notes, which I have been deliquent on for longer than I'd like to admit.

So I've decided that unless I am taking a housing listing, I cannot have the housing browser up on my work computer or I will inevitably get a housing call, of which I am not a fan. See through the campus information and visitor center at UW-Madison where I work, we have a housing listing service where people can put in an ad for their houses to rent, and most people fill out the forms online, but the crazy people are the ones that actually call us. So besides crazy housing people I also have to deal with helicopter moms at our frosh orientation program who are appauled to find out that they are not able to pick out the classes their student will be taking in the fall. Have they ever heard of a thing called college? I guess not.

Whoa, so this turned into a rant, and that was not my intention, but what will be will be. Laters y'all.

Long time, no write

2006-06-19T16:46:00.000-05:00

So yeah, it's been a while, not that anyone really reads my blog, but I'm hoping to update a lot more this summer since I'll be keeping up my blog for the ALLSTAR Podcast my brother and I are doing for Big Brother 7. Watching Northern Exposure with Laura, and working on the website, I screwed some stuff up in GoLive, but I haven't made all the templates, so it's not the end of the world, it'll just take me an extra hour or so to get everything online. What do you think of the logo I made? Let me know. I'll write later.

Too late to be writing this

2006-03-23T00:07:00.000-06:00

Watched lots of TV tonight when I should have been working on yearbook. Just an update on the shows I watched tonight:

Ghost Hunters, reminded me of how much I love this show, especially since Kim bought me the first season on DVD because she couldn't find Most Haunted. (Which was just fine since I decided Ghost Hunters is better), but the investigations weren't as interesting as some I've seen before.
American Idol, can I just say Barry Manilow (sp, whatev) GROSS! And I'm glad Kevin is gone, but Bucky or Ace should have left instead.
Unan1mous, stupider than I thought, but I'll prolly keep watching.
South Park, so sad without the real Chef (Isaac Hayes). Hopefully it has all be a publicity stunt, because tonights episode was bittersweet. The ending funeral scene made me so sad as it seemed to be a direct message to Hayes about his Scientology religion.
Lost, HOLY CRAP. I was on the edge of my seat for the last few minutes. Is Sun really telling the truth, what the f*** is up with Henry Gale, and the map drama is crazy. The previews for the next episode were even more criptic. I'm dying. Especially since my Lost podcast won't come out until Saturday or Sunday. Gah!

Made a to do list, hopefully I'll get it done tomorrow, yearbook will be stressful, and I'm pissed because it's supposed to snow so that means no heels tomorrow. Damn. Oh well, whatta ya gonna do? -out.

Sleepy Daze

2006-02-21T20:19:00.000-06:00

Currently nodding off during American Idol. Not because it's boring, but rather because I was up until 6am this morning to finish a 15 minute presentation I had to give today for my Comm. Arts class. The presentation went okay, but I have a lot of school work, and especially yearbook to work on. I am, however, mostly concerned with my new podcast. I has issues with the RSS feed, but I was able to fix it this afternoon. I'd be delighted if we can get half the subscribers we had for the second podcast, but I'm not holding my breath. I'd like to ping all the podcast directories I signed up for, but the problem is time. At least Bubba gave me the pleasure of his company on the couch. Work tomorrow will be boring, but I'm going to bed early in 15 minutes as soon as AI is over so at least I'll get a good night's rest. Later all.