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So since last I updated, I amended the apartment situation slightly. Instead of the 2bd/1ba, we upgraded to a 2br/2ba, for a whopping $15 more a month.

For 50 cents more a day, I get a bigger room (11x13 instead of 10x11), a walk-in closet, and my own bathroom. Yes, please.

Additionally, I was able to get a move-in date of Thursday, July 31st, instead of Sunday, August 3rd.

So I'm feeling more positive about the whole thing (and it's a good thing, too, as I'll be moving in a week).


Plus, my social life has been thriving as well. On Monday, I went to Jeremiah's for chicken, beer, and Eddie Izzard (along with Josh and Giancarlo). I ended up crashing at his place, because it got late and it's significantly closer to work. The downside was that I still only got 4 hours of sleep.

And then after work yesterday (while already sleep-deprived), I joined up with Javi, Karen, and Josh for some fun at the Magic Kingdom. We had dinner and did a few rides (Monster's Inc. Laugh Floor, Space Mountain, Jungle Cruise, Pirates, Haunted Mansion, Philharmagic), and left at park close (midnight). I only got 4 hours of sleep last night, too.

However, that all meant that today at work kinda sucked. I was tired and so my safaris were subpar. And it rained really hard at the end of the day, and I got soaked and was miserable. It was a really bad way to end the work week, but the upside is that it is now my "weekend."


So now I'm drinking a glass of wine and vegging out in front of the TV. Fantastic. I need a nap. Or to get to bed early. I'm guessing the latter will happen very soon.

Tomorrow, I need to pack (hard core). Then, on Friday I'm going with my aunts to Epcot (I'm getting them in for free with my Main Entrance Pass, and in return I'm getting free food and drinks all day). Then it's back to the grindstone with work on Saturday. Ugh.
So Colleen and I just applied for an apartment and there's about a 90% chance that we'll actually be approved for this one.

While you'd think I'd be relieved to finally get this taken care of, since our current lease is up in exactly 17 days (yeah, we're cutting it close), I'm not so excited.

A) It's more expensive than I can afford (and I've told Colleen that. Since she's getting the master bedroom, we decided it was fair for her to pay more in rent. Also, she's the reason we're stuck within 5 miles of UCF, which is uber expensive).

B) We are required to get renter's insurance (I'm not opposed to this, it's just more money that I don't have).

C) It only has one bathroom. I haven't had to share a bathroom since December 2004 and I have a lot of shit and I shed a lot, and I get really creeped out by other people's hair (and sometimes my own).

D) It does not have a washer and dryer. We'll either have to use the community laundry room (I assume it's coin operated), or buy a washer and dryer. I do laundry every two days because I only have two pairs of costume shorts currently (costuming is out of just about everything for safaris). So when I get home at 9pm on a random Tuesday night, I'm going to have to go to the coin-operated laundry, and I won't be able to just switch the wash into the dryer and leave it overnight and get it in the morning, like I usually do. I'll have to stay up for 45 minutes later. Because clearly I'm getting too much sleep at the moment (please note the sarcasm, I'm ridiculously overtired at this point). The alternative is putting $600 toward a washer and dryer.

E) Our new lease would start on the same day that our current lease ends, and I have to work that day. So I either need to give away the shift, or call in sick (for a full point on my record card--my first), and move everything that I own on one day. The slight upside is that it's a Sunday, so I should be able to get at least my parents to come and help me.

F) It's unfurnished (as all of them have been). However, recall that I only have one day in which to move all my belongings, and I would also need to somehow come up with at least a bed and probably a dresser on said day.


Fuuuuuck.

Who knew that actually finding an apartment would suck more than looking for one?
Two posts in one day when I haven't been on here at all in like...a month? Well aren't you folks lucky?

(Though I suppose technically, it's not the same day as it is just past midnight here, but who needs that distinction?)


Today was odd. I was in an almost introspective, though trying not to be mood. I was quite accomplished. I stopped by Waterford Pointe to pick up my refundable deposit (since we were rejected for that apartment), then I stopped by Waterford East to ask them to stop badgering me with phone calls and to send me back my refundable deposit (since we were also rejected for their apartment). Then I went to the bank to redeposit the aforementioned money from the Pointe.

Annoying as hell, but it's over with.

Then I went down to the Fossil Outlet on I-Drive. I was intending to have them change out the battery in my watch (which died a few days ago). But it cost $18, and my watch is very scratched and starting to get foggy on the inside (and I've already replaced that battery twice). So instead I bought myself a kick-ass new watch for $40 (retail price: $75). Good deal and I love it already.

On the way back to the car I headed toward the Coach Outlet. I knew I shouldn't have. I knew before I walked into that store that I would be leaving with a new Coach bag, and (like Oedipus) I followed my self-fulfilling prophesy to a T. Now, a few weeks ago, I was at the regular Coach store, just to drool, but sadly, nothing popped out or really appealed to me in the least. But the outlet had a bag that I had ogled last season. A hobo bag with pink and magenta Cs and a leather strap. Retail: $280. I paid $150.

Now, I know that I'm broke and that was probably irresponsible, but my justification is that it's a graduation gift to myself. Or from my family. I haven't spent any of the money I received, so I figured I should. Because it would be sad if all my gift money went to bills and food.


So new Fossil watch and new Coach purse and I was feeling a million times better (because I have a bit of a shopping addiction and spending large quantities of money at stores makes me feel better. My DVD collection alone has gotten me out of more ruts than I can count on both hands).


A little later in the day, I also went to Old Navy. I needed to pick up something pink for the Steel Magnolias party (we were required to wear two shades of pink). I got a magenta tank and a pink and white striped short-sleeved sweater and wore them together with my plastic pink bead necklace. It wasn't as clashy as it would seem (and I had a gift card to put toward the outfit).

The dinner and a movie night was good. As predicted, I was the only girl amidst five gay guys (three guys from work and two boyfriends) and it was lovely. We even had jambalyah for dinner, and a red velvet armadillo cake (to go with the theme). There are tentative plans to do something similar for Drop Dead Gorgeous. Fantastic.


At this point, I have shed most of my funk and feel oddly content. Alright.

However, I have work tomorrow at 7:45am, and I need to shave my legs (so that adds about 10 minutes to the morning routine), and so I must be off to bed.
So this post is mainly for Zoe, if she ever actually checks this, as she promised. (The rest of y'all can play along, too.)

Tonight was supposed to be "Game Night" but sort of fell flat. We really only had three people come the entire night (one from Colleen's work, one from my work, and our neighbor), so games weren't really plausible. We did have a good game of Drinking Jenga going...now that's a good way to get fucked up fast.

I couldn't help thinking at the end that it would have been far more fun with people from home. Like my friend from work, Jeremiah, who would have been much more at home with a whole lot of you folks from the Deerfield area, rather than the more college-y types from down here. But we did kick ass at a game of Cranium (clearly, we're both the artistic, intellect-based types).

Tomorrow night, I'll be heading to another co-worker's house for a Steel Magnolias party. I'm fairly certain I'll be the only female there, and frankly, I think I'll like that a little more. I can chill out and relax with a few of the gay guys (including the aforementioned Jeremiah) and have a good night of it all. I might even bring the leftover salsa and apple dip, since it was far too much for 5 people. I'm glad I didn't decide to buy cheese and crackers, too. That would have been way too much.


Well, I think that's it for now. It's late and I'm tired, but I might try to update tomorrow night or Saturday after work to give an update on the rest of my "weekend."


PS - we have no apartment or prospect thereof. It's getting to critical mass time and I'm concerned, but trying not to worry too much about it. I hate apartment hunting, almost as much as I hate my huge student loan bills. This is ridiculous.
My life:

Work. Eat dinner. Watch "Daily Show/Colbert Report." Sleep.

Repeat.


Literally. That's it.

I wake up at 6am (usually), get ready for work by 7am, when I leave to drive down to Disney. I typically start at 8:15am.

10 hours, three to four breaks, and one lunch later, I clock out sometime between 7pm and 8:45pm.

It's a little intense, but it's all good.


In other news, the apartment hunt is still sucking and I'm 60% sure I'll be living on the streets come August 3rd.
It's been a while since I've posted.

Things are decent. This weekend, I was up in Wisconsin/Northern Illinois for my cousin's wedding. The wedding itself was fine enough. The open bar was nice. But seeing the family was amazing. I miss spending time with everyone so much. And I generally get to see my siblings and their families at the very least every 6 months (which is fairly frequent, all things considered).

It was hard to leave, but we do have a tentative plan to have a big family vacation (all 14 of us...or more, depending) at Disney in the summer of 2010. So that's something to look forward to. And it's only two years away...that's been than the three years that it had been since we were all together prior to this weekend.


The job is still going well. Today was a little off, but I still have an amazing job and the pros outweigh the cons. So good.

And, including today, I'm working for 9 days straight (and working about 102 hours over the next 10 days).


In other news, I'm getting semi-obsessed with Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. I'd say the target audience is 8th-11th graders, but I'm enjoying it.
The government took $93 of my hard-earned money this week.

Douches.


I don't necessarily mind the "withholding." That could come back to me at some point.

It's the Social Security. I wouldn't mind giving that up, except that the chances of there being a Social Security from which I stand to benefit 40 years from now is nearly non-existent.


I know, I know. It all goes a little bit against my democratic-socialist ways...but I worked hard for that money (52 hours in 6 consecutive days). And I know that the government isn't using it for the things I'd actually want it to be.


PS - I fucking love overtime. I am all about the overtime. Please, schedule me for more than 8 hours a day and/or a 6th day in the week. (Better yet...all seven days. The 7th day in a week is DOUBLE time. Mmm...)


When all is said and done, it does just feel good to get a steady paycheck. I hope I can keep making this much money per week. Particularly if the gas prices keep rising (which I believe they will).

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In additionally awesome news, I will be leaving a week from Saturday to see my whole family. I can't even tell you how psyched I am!
A few random, short things:
- I am deeply saddened by Sydney Pollack's passing. I really, truly adored that man; he was exceptional.
- It's possible that I love Phil Collins more than is entirely normal.
- Work sucks the energy out of me, but it's so much fun and the people are really great (especially now that I'm socializing more).
- My paycheck on Thursday is going to ROCK. Hard core.
- California overturning the ban on gay marriage rocks even more hard core. Small steps.
- I still love Alanis Morissette. So very much.
- My BFF is engaged to be married. So very weird.
- Policies and Republicanism aside, I think John McCain is a really good guy (and he has some AMAZING people on his staff who are steering him in all the right directions).



Alright...I can't think of anything else and I'm sleepy, so I'm going to watch a little TV before hitting the hay. I have to wake up at 5:10 tomorrow morning, so I can get to work by 7:15am. I work until 8pm...that's a 12-hour shift. Ouch.
Long time, no update.

Not since I got hired, in fact.

Since then, it has been a very busy week. I had two orientations, the first was all about the company and general policies, etc. The second was specific to Animal Kingdom, we learned about the park, the mission statements, etc. and took a tour which included a safari ride...the first of many I have been on in the past 5 days.

Thursday was my first day of actual on-the-job training. Among other things, I got to drive one of those HUGE trucks around the parking lot a couple time. It's gigantic. (To refresh your memory, this is the truck.) We (the other trainee and I) also rode along while our trainer did a lap around the trail and showed us the spots where you have to go slower or faster, or turn sharper, or be careful not to hit a curb. It all sounded very complicated, and I came home feeling overwhelmed and a little terrified.

Friday, my second day of training, started with us taking a truck out to the actual trail (specifically, me driving the truck down the backstage roads and getting it onto the ride path). Then, I got to drive the actual ride path. It was scary, but not terrible. I didn't hit any curbs. Then the other trainee and I switched and she took her turn. She did hit a curb and it threw her off a bit, she was saying that she didn't think she wanted to work the safari anymore. We each got to go around again and I did better at the wide turns, though there are still a few parts that I'm not great at navigating. The second time the other girl went around, we had an animal stop (the white rhinos were on the move) and I think that scared her a little, too. Those animals get within inches of the truck and they are very much wild. I think it's cool, she got nervous.

Later in the day, we went over some of the "land positions" (the stroller parking people, the Fastpass distributors/takers, the people who tell you what row to stand in when waiting for the truck). We even got to work a bit on the departures assist--the people who signal to the truck to stop at the departure point (there are 2 different options), open/close the gates to load passengers onto the truck, close the doors on the truck, get the drivers water (if they need it), and clear the trucks for departure when everyone is seated and the path ahead is clear. It's a LOT to do in a span of about 90 seconds, but I really got the hang of it after a few minutes.

We were warned that tomorrow, the third of five days of training, will be the most intense yet. It doesn't seem possible, because I still have trouble remembering all the things there are to do at any given time. This job is multi-tasking to the max, at every position. But I think tomorrow, we're really going to be concentrating on driving WHILE we spiel (there is a script to learn, with "radio interruptions" that come on automatically when you drive over a sensor, so you have to learn where those are all hidden, and be able to speak the lines before the radio transmission gives its second line). Additionally, we have to learn facts about 34 different animals and be able to find them, identify them, and spiel them, while driving the ridiculously complicated trail, AND making sure that the "show spacing" between trucks is good.


Whoa.


So it's kinda a tough job in the beginning. I can see how it will all become second nature after a while. For now, it's crazy complicated and seems impossible. But it's pretty damn fun. So hopefully tomorrow won't be as terrible as we've been warned it will be. And hopefully I'll spend enough time today memorizing facts about animals and the script.

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In other fun news, I "slept in" this morning until 7:30. I'd complain, but it's an hour and a half later than usual.

So naturally, I decided to be uber productive and get some grocery shopping done. I went to Publix and spent $62.81, which is all the more impressive when you discover that I saved $36.87. That's right...the total would have been $99.68, except that they had some CRAZY good Buy One-Get One sales, including Tombstone pizzas (which cost $5.49 each) and Ritz Bits Peanut Butter sandwiches snack packs (12 little bags that I use as "breakfast" and cost $5.99 each). So I saved 37%...good deals.

And all this (with the exception of perhaps a $12 trip in a couple weeks for bread, milk, etc.) will last me a month. I rock.

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That is all. I'm going to make some lunch, watch some TV, and then devote my afternoon to memorizing spiel. Oy.
First off in the awesome news, I'm watching an episode of "Murder, She Wrote" featuring a very young Neil Patrick Harris. Je s'adore.


Second, today was pretty awesome because I spent it at Epcot in celebration of Cinqo de Mayo. We lunched at Mexico and drank at nearly every other country. Lovely.


Third, both my birthday and my half-birthday are holidays. Like, real ones...not "Sweethearts' Day" or "May Day." Who else can say that? Neither are American holidays, though...damn.

[For the curious, the aforementioned holidays are Guy Fawkes' Day and Cinqo de Mayo. Rock.]


Fourth, I like the idea of being able to watch tv episodes online, but it's been my experience that most of the network websites are crap. Except ABC. ABC.com's full episode videos are the most reliable and easy to use of any major site. Well done, ABC.


That is all.
Exciting news (well, not that exciting)...

I went to Borders earlier to waste time before a movie and they had some bargain bins up front. I rooted around and found a bunch of books that a) sounded interesting, b) are supposed to be good, and/or c) I'd thought about buying previously.

So, for $4 each, I bought (in paperback):
The Ruins of California by Martha Sherrill
Bride Island by Alexandra Enders
The Saffron Kitchen by Yasmin Crowther
The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova

And despite some of those titles, none of them are crappy, women's beach-reads. Though I didn't notice until now that they are all female authors. Interesting.

For $6, I got Charmed Thirds by Megan McCafferty (it was more expensive because it's hardcover). And this one is a frivolous read, but I had the first two a while back and remember enjoying them immensely. So I figured I'd take the chance.

Then, as an impulse buy while in line, I picked up Ella Enchanted (the DVD), on sale for $8. Alright, so it's not a great movie, but Anne Hathaway and Hugh Dancy in a silly fairy tale? Why not?


After, I went to see Priceless, a French comedy with Audrey Tautou and Gad Elmaleh (of The Valet fame). It was cute. Could have been better, it felt a little disjointed...like they weren't quite sure what the focus of the film should be. But it was interesting and fun.
So I've been marathoning "The Office" (seasons two and three yesterday and today). And I do really enjoy the show. It's fantastic, though not my favorite. I like "How I Met Your Mother" better. And "Psych" beats it out, too.

Probably because Michael Scott is my least favorite character. Sometimes he can be funny and most of the time he's not incredibly annoying, but he can be so over the top and awkward. That's hard to watch. I love almost everyone else better. Creed, Kevin, Oscar, Angela, Dwight, Toby, Meredith, and even Ryan the douchebag. And it really goes without saying that Jim and Pam are my favorite(s) (either as a couple or separate). I mean...come on. They alone are worth watching the show.


Though that's not the point of this post. What I meant to say before I got off on my tangent was that they have really interesting people writing and directing episodes of the show.

I watched one last night directed by Joss Whedon. And the one I'm watching now was directed by J.J. Abrams. Whoa and what? A bit of a different genre for those guys, but totally awesome none the less.

And I suppose it makes sense that the writers would come from the creative team behind "The Office," and guys who write themselves into the show as well. B.J. Novak is credited as the show's creator, as well as a producer, has written episodes, and plays Ryan. Paul Lieberstein is a co-executive/consulting producer, episode writer, and Toby.

I don't know if people pay attention to the little white credits that flash across the bottom of the screen, but I do. And I think that's really cool and crazy interesting.

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So...this is REALLY geeky...but...

It's the third of May, 2008.

Which is exactly 200 years to the day from the events portrayed by Francisco Goya in his painting "Third of May, 1808" (which he actually completed in the year 1814).


Oh yeah. Art History is my life.

Oy.

I'm lame. But every time I've checked the date today, it's come into my head.
Mark: Hey, if you were sleeping with Rose, I could understand why you're spending time with her, but you're not. And it's... it's just I thought that uh... you know. I thought it was just gonna be you and me!
Derek: Having sex?
Mark: After! After Addison, after Meredith. I have been patient. I have waited when you partnered up with these chicks, but now they're over. And it's supposed to be just us! You and me; two guys on the prowl, on the hunt.
Derek: You're having trouble getting laid. And you need my help.
Mark: I can get laid.
Derek: Mm-hmm.
Mark: I can get laid whenever I want.
Derek: Uh-huh.
Mark: I do get laid whenever I want.
Derek: Uh-huh.
Mark: That's the point. Women are everywhere. I only have one person I can talk to.
Derek: That's sweet.
Mark: Shut up!
Derek: No, it was really warm and fuzzy; very sweet.
Mark: Shut up.


So after that long intro...I wanted to discuss a bit of "Grey's Anatomy." (Feel free to skip the rest of this entry if you are not a "Grey's" fan.)

I was initially sad when I discovered Kate Walsh would be "returning to Seattle Grace," which I assume means that "Private Practice" has been cancelled. I had been enjoying "Private Practice" more than "Grey's" lately for the simple fact that it was less dramatic and more fun and Tim Daly is ridiculously good looking (especially given his age). Though I am glad that Addison isn't being dropped entirely. I do love her so.

[Edit: I just saw a commercial that "Private Practice" is returning in the fall. So ignore all of that...and yay! Tim Daly and his 52-year-old sexiness will be returning.]

And when I watched an episode of "Grey's" from January (three episodes ago), I was disheartened by the amount of drama and found my favorite parts were Mark Sloan and Erica Hahn (with whom I'm secretly in love).

I'm glad that Derek and Meredith have split up. I was a supporter of theirs for so long, and I have always been a staunch Meredith-lover despite her crazy commitment-phobic-ness (or possibly because of it, because I see a lot of myself in her). However, it got to the point where she was backpedaling and protesting and digging her heals in the sand too much. He had been patient. He waited. She was given the time and if she doesn't feel sure about things yet...it's time to cut loose. I still love Derek (who doesn't love some McDreamy), but Meredith is falling by the wayside.

So I'm concerned. I feel less for the characters than I used to. Their neuroses tend to piss me off more than make me like them, and I'm hoping for some changes in their lives/behaviors. I think a good example is George. After his disastrous marriage to Callie (who I only like now because of her relationship to Hahn), his awkward fling with Izzie, and his failure of the residency exam, I'm really glad he's moved in with Lexie. He can get passed the drama and the really crappy parts of his life/character and try to get back to the good old George we all knew and loved. It's Etch-a-Sketch style, perhaps, just dropping everything and moving on...but I think it's what the show needs.

I do have a good feeling that it will try to return to the humor and lightness that it had when the series began. I liked it because it was mostly a comedy with a little seriousness peppered in. It wasn't all train wrecks and ferry disasters and depressing storyline after depressing storyline. It was witty and interesting, and the characters were fucked up in really good and fascinating ways.

But I'm still concerned. Concerned that the characters will not change. Concerned that the plot will continue down the strictly dramatic route and forget its roots. And if that happens, maybe I'll be able to start watching "The Office" and "30 Rock" on a weekly basis, because "Grey's" will fall from my TiVo's To-Do List.


Just some thoughts.

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For the first time since probably sophomore year of high school (so...7 years?) I left my place of residence without ANY makeup.

No foundation, no powder, and (most shocking of all), no eyeliner.

Whoa.

(To put it in perspective, I don't even take out the trash or walk across the parking lot to get the mail without putting on foundation and eyeliner.)

I'm so Tilda Swinton. ;-)


Additionally, I went out in public without a hoodie over the tank top I'm wearing. Bare arms outside...so not me.


Granted, I was just going to the Wal-Mart Neighborhood Market to return a couple Redbox DVDs and get some dinner via drive-thru.

Which brings me to my next talking point...I love the Redbox. I had a promo code for a free rental, so yesterday I went and rented The Golden Compass (about which I expressed my disappointment earlier) and Cloverfield (which I felt was ridiculously good in many ways...mostly in filmmaker-y creativity).

Both movies cost me a total of $1.07.

Perfect.


And as a final note: I'm having my weekly "why the fuck is everything on at 9pm on a Thursday night?" dilemma. My TiVo is currently recording "CSI" and "Grey's Anatomy."

And I know I should be grateful that it can record two shows at once. Except that I'm missing out on "The Office"/"30 Rock" AND "Don't Forget the Lyrics" featuring Bret Michaels.

Boo.

Apparently, my TiVo needs to be able to record 4 shows at once. Damn you Thursday night TV!!!

The north? It's cold up there!

Keep in mind that I haven't yet read the book (though I have read the first chapter twice)...but I'm watching The Golden Compass and it's not very good.

The story is probably too complicated for a movie, which is why it is ridiculously dense. But I'm sure the same can be said for the Harry Potter films.

The issue I have is mostly with the writing. It is too minimal and thin, and by that I mean that there are parts that could and should be used for exposition, that either aren't and so it feels like something is missing, or they are used poorly and only reveal certain information, and do so in a very clumsy manner. It feels unpolished and not as concise as it could be.

Additionally, the structure of the film is very uneven. Long, uneventful and unfulfilling scenes are followed by very short scenes, densely packed with loads of complicated information. Not only that, but the dense scenes often featured a character who only appears briefly and then leaves you wondering what the hell just happened (the first appearance of Eva Green, for example, in which she comes, gives a shitload of backstory and a little insight into the future, and then leaves and we don't see her for another 45 minutes). It was difficult to follow along and highly inconsistent.


I do like the actors, for the most part. I wish there were a little more Daniel Craig, but that's for purely selfish reasons (damn, that man has the most amazing blue eyes). Eva Green was nice, too, and Sam Elliott might have been my favorite character overall. And while I liked that Freddie Highmore and Ian McKellen provided voices, it would have been awesome if they were actually in the film. Oh, and I feel it necessary to just mention Christopher Lee, and leave it at that.

It was an interesting story and I feel like the book would have been very good. But as a film, it is simply clumsy.

And now I really need the sequel because the whole second half, I was waiting for the big confrontation with Daniel Craig and then nothing. It just ended. Ummm...boo. At least Harry Potter resolves at the end of every book/movie (except possibly Deathly Hallows which is currently listed as having "Part I" and "Part II" on IMDb, with release dates a year apart. Boooooooo).


Alright. I think that was all. Or at least I'm close enough to having finished putting all of my thoughts in the post that I don't feel the need to complete it any further. Just call me "Leonardo."

I love the nightlife, I love to boogie...

I think today was "phone calls from friends" day.

I received calls from Zoe, Caitlin, and Candace. And I called no one. Because I'm clearly a terrible friend.

But it was so cheerful!


Anyway, so I'm back in Orlando after a week of traveling to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan for my cousin Tiffany's wedding (she just turned 22, BTW).

The wedding was pretty good. The night I stayed at my sister Fayanne's house and got to meet my newest niece (who is a total cutie) was the best part of my week. The worst was most certainly spending 50 hours in a car with my parents. Ugh.


In other good news, I got an email today from my art history professor/thesis advisor about a possible internship, so I sent a resume to a woman at the Orlando Museum of Art. Still waiting to hear from her. If I don't by Monday, I'll start applying for other jobs (movie theater, Disney, whatever).


So yes. Family, friends, possible job. Things are feeling good.

Plus, I'm back in my own apartment with my own bed in my own room and my own bathroom. Which always feels good.


Oh, and I watched NPH on Ellen (he watched the Idol too!), and started watching "How I Met Your Mother" before Idol started. I love him. I really need to go see Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay...just for my NPH fix.
So...


I'm done.


Like. Forever.



All of my papers have been turned in. All of my exams have been taken.


And in super cool news, before the exam today, my professor was talking about how he'd finished grading all of the extra credit papers from all of his classes and said that the best papers were from our class (go History of Prints). Then, he singled me out as having the best paper of them all. Wow. Flattering. He also mentioned how I hadn't missed a single class and proceeded to "bow down to me."

A little embarrassing, but I'm not going to lie, I love getting recognition like that.

Then after I took the exam and was handing it in, he asked me to send him a copy of my paper by email so he could use it as an example for the future. Sweet. He also lamented the fact that I'm not going to grad school (as my other art history professor had), but said I should keep in touch.

So, nice.


I am having a bit of trouble with determining when I "graduate." I'm not walking or attending the ceremony, but do I still consider May 3rd to be my "graduation?" Or, since I'm done with all the work I'll ever have to do for my undergraduate degree, have I graduated already? Certainly, it can't be when I receive my diploma in the mail...that could take months.

Eh, fuck it. I'm done, I've graduated.
For the second time recently (and by "recently" I mean the past 3 or 4 days), I've had a dream where I was in prison.


Aside from the obvious interpretation, any idea what that means?


To give a little context: the first time, I was falsely accused and was being somewhat mistreated (I would get punished for doing things wrong when I didn't know what I was doing in the first place). Also, Hannibal Lecter was there, but that was obviously from watching Silence of the Lambs recently (though it was a source of great anxiety in the dream).

Then, last night, I was trying to find a way to escape and discussing the prison's weaknesses with other inmates (though I never got a chance to actually attempt escaping). Oh, and Jason Segal was there...you know...because that's normal (and I saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall on Saturday).

Both were quite odd, and I can honestly say that I didn't like being in prison.
Mmm...Pirates is on USA.

It really goes without saying that it makes me exceedingly happy and pains me greatly to have to turn it off.

But alas, I have work to do. And I've seen it close to 10 times already.

And to be completely honest, I think I like the second one better. Evil Tom Hollander, a scruffy and dirty Commodore Norrington, a three-way battle between the hottest men, a lip-lock between Jack and Elizabeth, and Elizabeth dressed as a boy pirate? Really...it kicks the first one's ass.

Not to mention that it has significantly less plot holes. Because honestly, the Aztec curse makes no sense.

Though the original does have some great lines. So very quotable.


Damn, I love me some Commodore Norrington. And to be honest, Will is a bit of a pussy. I'm not a fan.

White people are nuts.

"The length of a film should be directly related to the endurance of the human bladder." - Alfred Hitchcock

Hilarious and so true.

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In other news, I went shopping today and bought two dresses.

I was definitely not intending to do it, but they were on sale (40% off - I saved $52, plus I had a $25 gift card). I almost immediately regretted the purchases, and I may end up returning one or both. I think I'll see what the roommates think of them.

Additionally, I have two new bras. Exciting, no?

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And some fun news: I mentioned before how I needed an 83 on my Geography exam to get an A for the semester. I got a 98. Which is crazy because I was estimating I got 3 or 4 questions wrong, but apparently I only missed one (there were 50 questions, so each was worth 2 points).

But that means I most certainly have an A for the semester, I most certainly won't be taking the final exam, and I am most certainly done with that class forever!

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John Edwards doing the "Word" (or rather, the "EdWord") on "The Colbert Report" last night was HILARIOUS. I adore him. I was so looking forward to Kerry/Edwards '04. How on Earth did Bush get reelected?

And, though it probably goes without saying: Obama > Hillary. (Much like his cameo on "The Colbert Report" was better than her cameo). I like the lady, but come on now.

PS - Is is bad that I like Obama more because he's an elitist?
A truly fantastic night of buffalo chicken pizza, 101 Dalmatians (which was SO much better than I remembered...I mean, I remembered it being good, but it's REALLY good), Lady and the Tramp, and a round+ of Disney Scene It with Colleen.

Oh yeah. We're hard-core.


BTW - I'm ridiculously good at Disney trivia. Like...too good to be human. The first game of Scene It we played, I had gotten to the end and won the game, while Colleen was still only 6 spaces away from start. Granted, she kept rolling low numbers and getting All Plays, and I consistently rolled 4s and 6s and got an even number of All Plays and other challenges (My Plays, trivia card questions).

But still. It's almost embarrassing to be this good. She's good, too. I'm just freakish.

After that, we just did the Party Play so we could both participate.


Also, we have tentative plans to have a "Disney Day" and watch all sorts of obscure Disney flicks (like A Goofy Movie) as well as some more popular mainstream ones (I'm thinking an early-90s mini-marathon of The Little Mermaid, Aladdin, and The Lion King...and for those perfectionists out there, technically The Little Mermaid is "late 80s").

Oh, lofty goals. ;-)


PS - I think if I get a boy cat, I might name him "Sergeant Tibbs." It's a pretty kick-ass name for a cat.
I take back what I said about Ted Levine not being entirely recognizable as Buffalo Bill from Silence of the Lambs while portraying Capt. Leland Stottlemeyer in "Monk."

It turns out that in the earlier years of the show, when his hair was darker and shorter, and his mustache significantly smaller...he is very much Buffalo Bill.

Eww.

I will still watch the episode, of course, but I never really liked the early seasons anyway. And Natalie is ten times better than Sharona (she was so annoying and kind of mean).

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In other news: I just took my Geography exam, so I'm done with that class FOREVER. Sweet.

And grades will be posted later TONIGHT. Double sweet.

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It's my Mom's birthday today. She turned 60. Whoa.

Additionally, I was the first of her children to call and wish her a "happy birthday" so I think I get a gold star for that.

Also, this weekend, she's coming out to Orlando (most likely with my aunt Judy) so we can go to a Norman Rockwell exhibit at the Orlando Museum of Art. I'd say "I'm taking her to the museum for her birthday" but that would imply that I'll be paying, and I seriously doubt she'll let me pay for myself, let alone for her.

But it should be a good time. We might even be heading to Downtown Disney afterward for some shopping.

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I am TOTALLY craving some Pizza Hut. That greasy, yet crispy pan pizza crust is sounding soooo good.

Methinks I'll be ordering some delivery for dinner.

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Tomorrow, I'm going shopping after class. I am in desperate need of new bras. Good thing I got a $100 Victoria's Secret gift card for Christmas.

I might also look for something new to wear to my cousin's wedding. I'm thinking of sporting the sweater and pants look...it's going to be cold and I really don't like dresses unless they are princess-y and I can't wear a princess-y dress to a wedding that isn't mine. Can't show up the bride and all that. I'll probably wear heels and hose, though, so that's something.

Florida Mall, here I come!

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I think that's all I've got.
My thesis, when all put together, with a title page, images, full footnotes, and a bibliography (all double-spaced), is 50 pages.

Heh. That's one hell of a .pdf file.

The content is only a little over 32 pages.


I'm really nervous to send it. Because after I do...I can't make any changes to it. I definitely don't want to go through and edit it again...but sending is so final.

[Edit: So I sent it. It was terrifying. (Which is silly, because I already have my grade for it, and I doubt my advisor is even going to read it.) So now it's out of my hands. Done.]


Also, does anyone else hate that Microsoft Word won't allow the first sentence of a paragraph to be the last line on a page? (I looked it up, it's called the "widow and orphan option.")

I understand why it's like that...but it just seems to be a waste of space. And looks like you're purposely trying to make a paper look longer. I don't approve.

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Yesterday was a spectacularly brilliant, yet fairly uneventful day.


When I left for class at 8:30am, it was 56 degrees outside. Brrr! And it was lovely (and about the same temperature as back home in Chicago). It made me cheerful.

I handed in my final paper for American Cinema and because we have no final exam...it was our last class meeting ever. So I'm done with that class entirely. Hopefully I'll clinch an A for the semester. Additionally, class let out 20 minutes early, so I had plenty of time to run to the post office and drop off a Netflix, go to Best Buy to pick up Juno (which Colleen and I watched later that night), and even go to Panera during the lunch rush to get a sandwich to go. I knew I was in a cheery mood because the ridiculous lines and even more ridiculous people at the Panera did not make me annoyed, but rather amused.

I ate my lunch with due leisure at home before heading back to campus for Theory and Criticism in Art History. It was a note-intensive day, trying to cram in the last of the material needed for the final exam, while clarifying some of the material that got lost along the way. It was interesting, though, and there were many ideas that struck a cord.

After, I met with my professor to discuss my thesis. I was supposed to turn in a revised copy this week, but she said the draft I gave her two weeks ago was close enough to being finished that I don't need to give her anything else (it was completed, just not fully polished). She's giving me an A for the semester. Sweet. I still plan to revise it, and incorporate her comments, just for my own obsessive perfectionism.

Later, I went to my last lecture of Geography. We have an exam tomorrow (on the last day), and if I'm satisfied with my final grade at that point, I don't have to take the final exam next week. (I don't plan on taking the final exam regardless of my grade...I will be leaving at 2am that morning to drive up to Iron Mountain, Michigan for my cousin's wedding. So a 3pm final doesn't really work for me.)


What's really cool about all that? After tomorrow's Geography exam, I will have completed 3 of my 5 courses this semester...before finals week even starts. Sweet.

So I'll have the weekend to study for my two art history exams, which are Tuesday and Wednesday. And then I'm done. Forever. Whoa. A week from today and my college career is finished. Crazy.


Today, my only plans are to finish polishing my thesis and then study for Geography. I need an 83% on the exam to get an A for the semester. To this point, my scores have been 88, 87, and 94, so if I study hard enough, I might be able to clinch that. But if I end up with a B, I'll deal.

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In other news, I adore Michelle Obama. Not gonna lie. Love her. I think she'd be a kick-ass First Lady. Hillary-Clinton-circa-1993 style.

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