May 6, 2011

Well, today was a semi-busy day. Finally picked up a better material for the bridesmaid dress I am making. I also picked up the cutest fabric EVER!! There was a 50% sale at Fabricland... so I had to. Now I just have to find something to do with it. :P
I also, after ripping a ribbon out of a wedding dress for a friend, came home and finally finished the cutest night cap--supposed to have been made for last halloween, but never finished.

It's cute too :D

Basically, it was a circle that I cut out of a piece of fabric, probably about two feet across. Then, I took an elastic, pulled the elastic taut, and sewed it in on my machine. I used pins to hold the elastic down until I got to it, unpinned it, and then stretched out the material and elastic and fed it through.

After that, I added a cute lace-y ribbon to the outside by hand tacking, mostly because I'm lazy and it's only a costume after all.

If you are interested in repeating this, I would advise NOT waiting until the end to do the ribbon-y lace, because it was a pain to keep the wrinkles from showing up in the lace, and also it would have been infinitely easier to do on the machine.

Also, I got all of the final marks from my year of school--I did significantly better than last year (considering I almost flunked out last year, that's saying only a little), and I got two 75s and an 87. An 87! In University, in a full year course, in a linguistic anthropology course! There are exclamations, because that's a really high mark, considering how 75 ish I did. I also got a 78 or something like that. Still, that's an awesome set of marks. :D I'm happy about those. I start some more courses on the 9th--BIOL 1020 apparently. Yay!
So, now I think I'll paint or colour something, I'm feeling quite crafty and I like to finish things. Then I'll go to bed, as I have to work in the morning.

May 5, 2011

Do you ever have those days where you're just so tired?
That's me today. It didn't help that I was up early for a counseling appointment and didn't fall asleep till two last night...
It also doesn't help that I took at least 28, 000 steps (or so my step counter says). I walked home from my school (counseling appointment) and wandered through the zoo in my city.
So now, I'm pooped and I really do NOT want to clean anything... so I won't. I have most of the day tomorrow. Instead I'm going to cuddle up on my couch with a glass or two of water (maybe the whole jug) and a few wedding magazines. I've decided to plan it WAAAAAAAY early... 'cause that's what I'm like.

May (MAY!!?!) 3, 2011

You know those dreams that you really know that you shouldn't be having that you have anyway, and then you feel guilty about them later?

I do. I get them sometimes. And then I feel really guilty about my dreaming conscious. It's weird. I don't know why. I just do. Probably because I know that if it exists in my subconscious, it's a thought I've had, however fleeting, and that thought decided to represent itself in my dream worlds.

Sometimes they're good dreams, though, and while not reality they're still fun to dream up :D

Other than that, I have a nice, busy week off between classes planned. My mom came up this weekend. I've got planning to do for a friend's bachelorette bash, which I'm excited about, because she told me to invite my other closest friend. I'm glad they get along because they along with my cousin are going to be my own Maids of Honour... Yes. I am having 3 maids of honour. I love them all equally and do not want one to have more responsibilities than another. I'll make up other titles to bestow on my sisters.

Speaking of my own wedding for once with someone other than my fiance, he surprised me by saying that he may be interested in holding a ceremony. That's something that I never really wanted. I don't want to be married by someone while standing up at the front of a crowd. I don't like that.

But I think having friends and family together is worth whatever we have to do, as long as it's cheap. I don't want to pay ten thousand dollars for a wedding; that seems kind of weird and like a waste of money. That was precisely why I said a barbeque on a beach.

I like the idea of that. I'm really interested in that. And afterwards, I can go camping with those who want to. The end.

Maybe...

But it doesn't matter until June 11, 2011, when Becka is having her wedding. I tried to keep my own ideas to myself until then...

Not that it matters. I'm not even sure of a date yet. It'll be a while coming, probably 2013. Anyway, that's what I'm thinking about currently.

Silly unrealistic dreams that exist somewhere from some point in time in my subconscious, and my own wedding(not sure I should even call it a wedding. What about a joining? A collective? A merger? lol).

A merger it is. Hahahahahaa...

ETA: I mis-typed the date. It's the third, not the fifth.

April 29, 2011

Finally. School year is over. The last essay was handed in today. I am done it:

"Your assignment has been received, this email is evidence of that."

So, now I have a week before summer school starts. And, not, I'm only marginally *cough* behind where I'm supposed to be--but it's not because I failed out this year. I just couldn't make up my mind as to what major I wanted, and now I have re-settled on biology and anth double major... But I have to catch up in bio, as I'm in fourth year and am STARTING first year bio. Awesome.

Anyway, I am going to do summer school, but only two half-credit courses, so I'll hopefully still have a summer, when I'm not working to pay for school and school...
Maybe soon I'll get my car back!

Today I threw a quick skirt together that I made up. I started with this as a basis:
http://www.lisaclarke.net/2008/04/14/i-like-my-skirts-fast-and-cheap-a-tutorial/

--You basically use a bedsheet. No Hemming. But it was too long and I decided to use the fold to just throw a quick seam into in order to create a pocket for the thread-- so I cut it shorter, and added a remnant strip-also with a hem-to get a nice, wiggly bottom.
Why, you ask?
Well, tomorrow is a bridal shower for a friend, and she's dressing up... whether she likes it or no.

Anyway, I think one day I'll make another one of these "fast and cheap, no-hem' skirts, only for myself and not in a pink, pajama-y fabric. (It's very silky). It took me maybe a half hour-1hour to make; that was including picking which pink fabric to use, cutting the extra off and then ruffling the bottom all up like that. Which I do by hand because that's just how I roll.
I also may browse the rest of that blog's stuff... It seems pretty cool.

Have yourself a good evening. I've been up since four am and it's now 11:22(p.m.). I think I'll be heading to bed now, as I have to get up early and make popcorn balls and cupcakes for the shower. And a pickle tray! I love pickles.

April 18/11

Today was a long day. It was an early day. It will likely be a late night.

So I ungraciously stumbled out of bed, purposely neglected a shower (did not so purposely neglect the deodorant--luckily I keep extra in my backpack just for these types of situations). I learned that when I do not follow a precise set of organized tasks, I forget simple ones like brushing my teeth (which I hastily did at two after seven as I was leaving my house).

I was on time for work. I worked all day.

I am looking forward to not having to be up as early tomorrow. Rising before dawn could be disastrous to my relationship with my fiance who works until midnight or two in the morning every day, because we work very different kinds of jobs.

I have found today and yesterday that I'm really, really, easily redirected to a different task. These are all things that I have started (plus an essay, wherein I have no idea what I'm arguing yet):

I cooked and left a HUGE pile of dishes--from two days in a row. There's even food on the counter. Euw.

I started doing the massive loads of laundry that has to be done before the fiance literally runs out of underwear (but you know that he won't touch the laundry even if that does happen. Apparently going commando is in these days).

I decided that I would start doing invitations for a bachelorette party that I'm hosting for a friend... This bristol board is as far as I've gotten... but I have a plan, so that's okay.

That pile of fabric on the table and on the floor are projects I've been meaning to get to from anywhere between about a year to a week ago. Yep. I still haven't done them all. And so here I sit.

Anyway, I'm going to wander on over to my stash of thread (currently sitting within my coat pocket--Fabricland has a HUGE 40% off sale on... I might go back tomorrow for some cute fabric that I LOVED if I can find something to use it for. It has little birdies. Red little birdies. :D

... Not that I don't have two tubs of fabric that I don't need... but we won't get into that. One day it will be used. Seriously, I have ideas.

Anywhoo, love ya!!

April 12/11

Sooo, my only exam is today. In like, an hour and a half... ish.
So, I've decided to quit studying... because it's too soon to the exam to remember it anyway.
Read this, though:

"Work Out at the Trent AC All Summer for Only $75
Apr 12, 2011 3:24 pm by Communications
Special summer membership rates give you full access to all indoor and outdoor facilities and programs
Staying in Peterborough for the summer? Get a membership at the Trent Athletics Centre and continue working out at the city’s best fitness and recreation facility all summer long.
Special summer membership rates are now in effect. A four-month term membership is only $75 for students. This rate applies to all students who are 18+ years of age. Got a friend coming home for the summer and want to work out together? This special rate applies to them too!
Our special summer term memberships are in effect from May to August or June to September, 2011.
Your membership will also get you special rates on our exciting new summer programs, including canoeing, Nordic pole walking, and more!"

Fun, right? In case you haven't been keeping up with Trent, they "upgraded" (moved all their old equipment in to a new room, and built a climbing wall and an 'indoor canoe') for 4 million dollars, which the students paid an extra levy into for four years.
Let me explain why this is interesting to me: I've already paid for it, the most recent graduates have already paid for it, and now, to use it: We have to pay for it. Interesting.
Very interesting. You know, if I wanted to pay to go to a gym, I'd a)pick a good one, and b)pick one that isn't at my school that I just paid to have built.

Way to go, Trent. No wonder so many people drop out, get knocked up, or commit suicide. Because out of all of the employees there, I've met two, maybe three helpful ones. Even the lunchladies hate their jobs. Seriously. Not a good environment.

April 8, 2011

(ahaha, I typed 2001 on accident originally. Can you imagine? Remember 2001? Me neither... Let's see. I was...12? I guess ten years REALLY brings big changes. Heh.)

Well, short blog today; not feelin' too hot. Actually, that's the problem. I'm running a slight fever and have all the symptoms of a good little virus. Nasty things.
Oh well. I didn't have to work so I sat around all day. Did not finish my dishes as I had proposed to do. I'll do them shortly...

You know, some days you just really need to take it slow and recover...

And then make yourself some soup... which I'm doing.

April 7, 11

updates:

Well, I finished Pokemon White today. It was a pretty cool game, and the main quest ends but leaves you with a secondary quest. That's always nice, considering how boring Platinum got once I beat the League.

Anyway, several essays that were due are no longer, so that's good too. I shall continue on with the remainder, however, shortly. blogging: still=less important. Sorry.

:o Double Post! At least!

I'm not working today, I'm around the house, and I'm avoiding homework... loads of essays, so I'll clean and blog intermittently instead... but this is how badly I needed to clean dishes--my hands are uber wrinkled from them taking soooo long to do:

Yes, my palm all the way to my wrists is wrinkled... I wonder if our hands and feet wrinkle whereas my arms don't while I'm swimming for a long time (or doing elbow-deep dishes?) because they don't have hair follicles? I'm not sure... why do we wrinkle?

*goes and looks it up*

I'd love to, but I'm having massive issues with my internet--all day!

Oops! Google Chrome could not find healthcorner.walgreens.com

Try reloading: healthcorner.­walgreens.­com/­display/­128.­htm

Additional suggestions:

• Access a cached copy of healthcorner.­walgreens.­com/­display/­128.­htm
• Go to walgreens.­com
• Search on Google:

  
  

  Apparently that's where it should be... so go! Find the information! You'll know before I do. :D

  
  

April 3, 2011

Hi!

So yesterday there was a Jack and Jill for the wedding I'm a Maid of Honour in. I and a bridesmaid put the majority of it together planning-wise, and we delegated during the whole thing. It wasn't too bad. The biggest hitch: We did pie in the face, a game where you pay to see either the bride or the groom pied. We forgot garbage bags to cover the area before the pie-ing began.

Yep. We took three from the bartenders and used that to cover the ground... and then the bride moved so the pie ended up all over the floor anyway. That's okay though, we got it cleaned fairly quickly and the rest moved smoothly. I also didn't realize that it was ten o'clock at night and none of the raffles had been drawn until the groom was like, dude, we gotta get those prizes drawn. Still, I think it worked out well. We did a huge, here's a whack of prizes that we're drawing for... aaaaaannnnddd...go. BAM!

It seemed that people had fun though.

Now, to clean and essay my way through the last bit of my third year of university. Don't worry, though. I still have at least two more. :D

March 30/11

Loads of homework. I'll make this short:

I sometimes wonder, did a teacher somewhere say to his commtech kids: "Hey guys. Make a music video. Use this here voice modulator so that you sound like that Kesha chick. If she can "sing" with it, so can you" ?

I mean, with songs like "Friday" (Rebecca Black), and "My Jeans" (Jenna Rose), I wonder: Do these kids just have too much money? I really do mean kids. Maybe that's why I don't like listening to them? They're like fourteen?

Like Beiber. The stuff they're singing about is so pointlessly moot: Friday, Friday, Gettin' down on Friday is a lyric in, you guessed it, Friday. How about :

Yesterday was Thursday

Today it is Friday

We so excited

We so excited

We gonna have a ball today

Tomorrow is Saturday

And Sunday comes afterwards

I don't want this weekend to end

If that was poetry that someone tried to sell, you'd laugh your ass off. Beyond that, the beat sucks, and the video consists of her standing at a bus stop and then deciding about whether or not to take the car with her friends or the bus...

Wait? When was that EVER a decision you had to make. Stinky, smelly bus full of stupid kids from all of the grades that your middle school offers OR a car ride in a convertible with only six, at most, of your friends wherein you aren't being pelted with cheese sandwiches.

Easy. Not even a decision.

Just sayin'.

Seriously though, these kids need to stop. Did they forget what happened to all the other Britneys and Christinas who started their career as kids? Well, Christina started off okay, and ended okay, but went through a rocky middle underbelly.

I don't know. Not something I'd be interested in letting my child pursue. Especially when said child can't sing. They have no talent.

Although I suppose that never stopped Kesha.

March 26/11

:O

I know! It's been 10 days!

I'm sorry. With things, I've been busy. Between school--finals?!?--and deciding on doing summer school this year as well as continuing to work as many hours as physically possible at work, plus with the wedding I'm in coming up rather quickly, I've been super busy.

Plus, my great aunt died. Poor lady, she was a wonderful woman. If heaven exists, and any of my family was going to get in to heaven, it would be her that got in. She was a really nice person, and she always shared me half of her food, even if I didn't want it.

Seriously, though. Auntie Eleanor was one of those people who made you want to be good. I still often wish I could be as soft spoken as her; she had that quiet, wise thing down PAT. It's just not something I was ever (will ever be) good at.

Still, she was sick for a long time, and she is probably in much less discomfort now. I hope so. In heaven, as she believed. We'll miss her.

I also learned that I suck at funerals. I mean, I'm sad that she died because she was a really good person, and we need more and not less of those around especially when a lot of people love them and they all keep dying off. But I can't help but believe that funerals are silly, in that you sit there and look at the dead's body for two days. TWO DAYS. You're forcing yourself to sit through seeing the dead person's BODY--not even them.

If souls exist--keep in mind I'm agnostic (I don't necessarily believe in any current religion, but I believe that something (s) may have omnipotent powers)--If souls exist in a living person, and if that living person dies, the soul goes to another place ( I haven't understood where the body's electricity goes when one dies). If that's the case, then the body means nothing. Which is why I never understood why the Bible's God doesn't like us marking up a body with tattoos. It's just a container. It would be like painting a vase.

Anyway, the body means nothing. Then we set the body up in a coffin all bedecked with jewelry and pretty clothing and look at the body for two days.

I think I understand the whole "gathering for family's sake" and "respecting the dead" part; I spoke to a religious lady that I work with and she said it's also for closure. That's the only reason I can see for setting up the dead body: for absolute, final knowledge that Auntie Eleanor was dead. That's why, I think, some people cry only when they see the body in the casket and only again when it's buried/burned/closed and covered.

I don't think I want to have a funeral. I already decided that my whole body was being donated for spare parts for people. It's only a body; a container. I'm not Egyptian. But I don't think I'd like people to funeral around my dead self or something representative of me (Pictures, urn, soup, I don't care, no iconic or representative imagery for me).

I want them to take whatever money is left over from me and use it to throw a wicked freakin' party. With ice cream. And balloons. And a theme park. Or something equally as cool. Buy a stupid bouncy castle and jump in it for a day or so. Adults and all.

Long post; but I wanted to get that out there.

I'm a bit sad about losing Auntie Eleanor and it sort of makes me want to cry, but somewhere in my head I also think that feeling sorry that she's not alive is selfish-she was sick, for her to stay alive would have been very hard for her.

I think that's why I have a hard time understanding people at funerals.

March 16/11

You know, I am engaged. I know. Totally off topic, right?

Well, I'm also a maid of honour, and apparently, that's all I can think about right now. Except thinking of how much effort is going into this wedding, how many people have the ability for input, and how stupidly traditional/non-traditional it is kind of angers me.

So, I think that my own wedding will be crappy(by Western values), after being in a wedding that ruined my interest in making my own wedding.

Nice, right? I really just want to sign a paper and move in with my fiance (who will be my husband at that point).

Then, I'm confused once again about WHY we would get married in the first place? I'm not into a big, ceremonial, traditional wedding. He's not either. He, like me, is considering finding a Wookie to marry us because it's the most ridiculous thing we can think of to make fun of the wedding industry.

I think that the only reason we're considering getting married is that it's a) a social construct and b)monetarily sound. When we continue on with school or taxes, being married to someone equally poor is a good way to be when it comes time to claim things.

Personally, my c) is that if I ever get knocked up (which I eventually intend to do) I don't want my child to have to explain why mommy and daddy aren't married. For all intents, society is still society, and crossing the border with different last names sucks from what I understand, especially if your kid does not look like you--in my family, this is pervasive.

Both my parents have blue eyes--Mine are a green iris with brown surrounding the pupil. Both of my parents have brown hair--two sisters and a brother have red. My closest brother and I look closest to my mom and dad.

We certainly did NOT follow the punnett square ratios that we were supposed to genetically, though.

Anyway, my whole point is I needed to get this out there: I hate the traditional wedding ideals. So does my fiance. Neither of us want to have a ceremony. I wanted to just sign a paper and then go camping with extended family but I think that my mother's going to have an issue with this.

Funniest thing: I won't be getting married 'till at least 2013. I have to finish school first, and get a job, and save some money up.

And I'm already worrying.

March 14/11

3.14

Pi Day!

Do you ever have those days where you just can't seem to make yourself do what you should be doing, even though you know it's really, really important??

I'm having one of those days. I have watched two movies I never really intended to watch until the summer, made myself sweet potato fries, and STILL haven't done one complete reading for my class tomorrow. I've been up since, oh, five this morning. I had a few bad dreams, then was up and ready to go work a full shift at seven, then got off of work at 4:30, looked at everything I could have looked at in my work after work, then wandered home made fries and watched the Sorcerer's Apprentice. You know. The one with Nicholas (Sp? I've seen it spelled Nicolas, too. Note: imdb says Nicolas) Cage in it...

I never could get enough of his adventure movies. I'm a fan of adventure, and he acts in such awesome adventure movies.

It's funny, I've always been a fan of odd guys. I never really liked anyone who was "standard" for my age's society. I like Richard Gere and the majority of the parts he plays. I even like Sean Connery. How about Brendan Fraser? (Mostly in the Mummy, but I also watch and enjoy him in Bedazzled and Blast from the Past--every time TBS (Peachtree, now, I suppose? Shows how long it's been since I had cable...) shows it).

I wonder... they probably all follow the same path. I mean, rarely do they play characters who are jerks (that I care to watch). They're suave, mature, and ... trustworthy?

I suppose that's why everybody likes them. On the other hand, I like Vin Diesel. I know, weird, right! Dangerous, serious and ... dangerous?

Yeah.

Anyway:

Back to ye Olde Grinde. I'll probably end up doing something silly instead. Twister, anyone??

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March 13, 11

Cinnamon Toast Crunch: So good, they lick each other.

March 11/11

So, in the last week or so, I've done an experiment.

I have left the dishes to be done, and not done them from the last time that I did them (wherein I had done them the previous three times, in a row, regardless of whether or not I had cooked which initially had been the agreement I had with the bf about cleaning the dishes. He who cooks the meal does not have to clean after. Seems simple, right?)

So, I've not done them. It's been since last Sunday, when I had people over, so I cleaned them again (even though I wasn't supposed to based on the aforementioned agreement).
My counselor says that sometimes it might be because I have not straight out asked for them to be done. So, each day I have specifically requested that the dishes be done, except for last night, because we now have no plates to eat off of; we have eight dinner plates altogether and not one to eat off of now because of how long its been since the dishes were last done.

Note: I cooked on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday so far this week.

Here is what happened to the kitchen:

And the front room: (which I tend to lump in with the dishes since we eat there and the dishes end up there constantly, even when I ask that they be brought out before the dishes are done daily):

So now what? I'm going to just do the dishes; it's the easiest way to go and I'm sick of not having them done. I hate having them build up like this. I just don't think it's fair that I am always the one who has to do the dishes, regardless of whether I cook or not. It's not very equitable.

The funniest part is that if I start them right now, he will say: "What are you doing? They were mine to do. Do you want me to do them?" But I have to actually start them, at which point my answer is, "No, because I'm already wasting my time doing them, I might as well continue. You do them next time".

It happens constantly.

So how do I beat this? I live in an apartment, so I can't get a dishwasher. I hate food sitting in the sink. It's such a health hazard, AND it makes the house smell. Plus, I like my kitchen being easy to work in. I live in an apartment; I can't just shut the door of the kitchen. I don't like nagging because then he just gets fed up and slams things around while doing them to make a big show of how inconvenienced he is by having to do the dishes.

What do I do? I'm confused and frustrated. This is, however, getting to be one of those issues that I really do not know how to deal with.

March 10/11

Haha. March 10/11. If I don't get a chance due to being busy, I want to let you know that March 14 is Pi day. No, not Pie, Pi. Like, 3.14159...etc.

(And yes, I actually know that many digits of Pi. I believe that the next number in the sequence is a 2, but I'm not terribly sure.)

Pi is a wonderfully complex number that really lends itself to the chaos theory. In case you don't want to read the link I attached to the word Pi earlier, basically, it's a number that is used in math and it is something like the division of the area of the square by the circle... I don't know. Math was never my strong suit. I use pi as a chaos theory explanation, nothing more, since I don't find the area of a circle often anymore. I'm in Anthropology, why should I? Chaotically, pi does not repeat two digits in a row and as far as we've ever discovered, it is infinite. There is no ending to this never-repeating number.

Anyway, people wonder why I am so vitamin D deficient. Here's your answer:

Yep. We had another snow storm yesterday. Awesome. And that picture was taken at 8:30 ish. AM.

March 6, 2011

Well, I've got loads of ideas and crafts to do...
But Pokemon white came out. So that's what I've been up to today. Even though I had the entire day off.

I've had it pre-ordered for ages!

Okay, so once in a while I waste my life doing nothing important.
I did clean the kitchen and the bathroom though!! That's a win, right?
And this week the massive pile of laundry was finished (Only to pile up to another load that needs to be done...)

Hahaha fun fact-- I am 22. Just in case you didin't know that. Furthermore, four of the games that you can identify the names of in that picture, are mine. That's only a fraction of the games my (fiance? lover? Future Husband? Boyfriend?) owns, as well. Games are cheap when used... and I have a load of friends who game. Muahahaha.

March 1, 2011

First of all, a HUMONGOUS thank you to 'Vin' on the help forums for answering a question that I didn't even have to pose since it was already answered(Posed by jathre, here: http://www.google.com/support/forum/p/blogger/thread?tid=72fe5a2c00e398b0&hl=en). Blogger's help forum may well be the first that I didn't get frustrated trying to get help with a question. Thank you for making my life ten times easier. Now, did you want to come run the help desks at my school? You'd probably talk half of the first year dropouts into staying, seriously.

Yay! Such a simple solution, and so much of a difference. I only want to edit the html when there's an issue, jeeze. This could have been so much more click and go. I don't like editing html. It's so much work for so little everything. I probably should have just clicked around for a bit, I might have figured it out. Now that I know, it's much easier. Also I learned how to strike words out like this.

I didn't realize it would be so easy; I thought that strikethrough's tag (which is an s in the pointy parentheses) would mean more. I guess it makes sense. (Apparently the blog machine that puts it all together doesn't work like it does in my head. I wanted to do this whole, long thing with html both in the post and in effect, but it keeps screwing up and tells me that they're all errors. Oh well.)

Anyway, I've been busy, and not writing, I know. Here's what I've been up to.

And I took a sick day at work after snapping at undeserving customers on all of Sunday.

Well, maybe they did deserve it. "Antique" in my books, as cool as "antique" is when it's all "rustic", is still "garbage" in VV's eyes, guys. I don't know how to explain it without saying that we don't take it because it's broken/old/dusty/rotting/rusty/etc...

I think it's cool. You think it's cool. VV either a)sees an excuse to sell it for 3x the worth of it or b) chucks it in the trash. (likely b).

When I say we can't take it, it's because we will throw it away without considering it, and that's a lot of really cool stuff that could end up being loved by a friend or family member or junk shopper or trash diver that we will just ship directly to trash after writing me up for taking it.

Baah! I just can't tell people that at the door for fear of my managers hearing me, because we're supposed to sell VV as a good place that 'donates' all of their stuff to other countries and gives money to charity.

Anyway:

Yes. Those are my attempts at dehydrating potatoes for potato chips. I'm that cool. I'm actually currently on a health food kick, but am failing ridiculously since I can't seem to stop eating while doing homework. And not good eating, either. Yesterday I nom-nommed on like, eight little hard candies in twenty minutes. Then the canister was empty. Considering one is like, three hundred calories, I think I lost in that battle. Big time. I'll let you know, anyway, whether dehydrating potato chips actually works :P

It's my problem with doing homework. I can't seem to be able to keep my attention on it long enough. I should be doing it now. But I will say that my kobo makes it ridiculously easier to do readings on. It doesn't hurt my brain to read the computer screen pdfs anymore. Wooh!!

So, off I go to write more about linguistic anthropology. It's okay, I've already done the readings once. Now I just have to write about them.

Happy first week of March!

Lolz, eta: I had to fix the strikethrough after blogger "fixed" my errors: It edited the html for the page and EVERYTHING (profile, buttons, etc..) was in strikethrough after it started in the post. Lolz. It was kinda hilarious...

FebRuary 25, 2011

I have a confession to make. I haven't been all that good with my money. I bought a lot of stuff, paid down some bills, and didn't take into account that I needed rent money until... well, until I hit enough to pay rent. And that's it.
I think that's something I need to work on as soon as I am done school; I need to start learning to SAVE money... though I have bought everything I wanted at all lately. I can't possibly want for more, can I?
Anyway, other than that, I am making cupcakes.





... I feel like I ate more batter than I used in the cupcakes... tasty though :D