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  • happy talk like a pirate day, me hearties.

  • i doubt anybody even bothers to check if i wrote anything, anymore... but i'm still here. :)

    i don't REALLY have an excuse for not updating, outside of busy-ness combined with laziness.

    life is amusing, as usual, and things are going well at the new
    apartment... of course there are little dramas that sprout hither and
    thither but that's life and i am happy here.

    mumo refuses to let me be alone on the computer, constantly knocking
    things over and generally being in the way... like asleep, on the
    keyboard.  right now he is sprawled out next to the mouse,
    completely comatose.

    school started on tuesday, so that's always fun.  i'm only taking
    2 classes, so i wont get bogged down of overwhelmed with work,
    hopefully.  if i can't handle 2 freakin classes i might as well
    drop out.  which, increasingly, people keep advising me to do
    (including my academic advisor, lol.)

    and now mumo is twitching... chasing evil squirrels in his dreams.

    no response to nose rubbing.... nor paw poking... though i suspect that
    was an eyelid opening drowsily to glare at me for a moment.

    i am typing with a british accent, if you dont mind 'tall.  i
    haven't the slightest notion as to why.  but i have surely been
    doing it from the beginning!  i daresay it may have been the
    "hither and thither" from before.  it got me going.

    so i'm working part time as well as school-ing (?) part time [mumo lays
    on the mouse and opens system preferences, then languidly extends a paw
    across the numeric pad]  so this will be the first time i've had
    an actualy JOB whilst in school.  but one must pay the rent when
    one lives in such a fine apartment.  yes, one does.

    video on demand rocks.

    TIS ALL, DEARS!

  • I LOVE MY JOB!!!!


    and i've never really been able to ever say that.  so i just wanted to say it. :D

  • i got a new job, so eat it. :D

    it's at a bead store in madison, and since i make jewelry from time to
    time i think it'll work for me.  plus the girls who work there
    (and yes, it's all women.) are really nice and i am optimistic about
    how i will feel about the whole situation.  i am so glad i might
    finally have a job where i like what i'm doing and like the people i'm
    doing it alongside.  AND the money is decent, a dollar better than
    i made in hell (aka Garden Center). 

    i'm at jack's this week taking care of his apartment, including, but
    not limited to, muromoto (the cat, who is now sprawled out before me,
    with his front arms draped across the number pad of the keyboard. 
    he does this a lot, and often makes windows appear and disappear
    randomly).  since i don't have to work tomorrow i'm gonna go home
    tonight so i can do laundry tomorrow and pick up my 15% off card from
    waldenbooks so i can go get my new harry potter book. 

    now my major decision that troubles me is this: do i finish
    reading  Anne Rice's The Body Thief (book 4 of the vampire
    chronicles) that i just started reading a few days ago, OR do i start
    the new harry potter so i can beat half the other people in the world
    who are reading it right now?  i have already had one major
    surprise ruined for me (and i'm not cruel enough to ruin it for you
    fuckers, so consider yourselves luckier than usual) and i don't want
    other people to be like "OMG AND THEN THIS HAPPENS" because then i
    would be forced to smash skulls.  and i read Rowling's writing
    really fast for some reason, so i could probably beat people who
    started reading it a week ago.  i read the last 4 of them (yes, i
    didnt read #1 or #2 since i saw the movies, and that ruins books for
    me) in like 3 weeks.  and i'm not a fast reader, persay.  decisions, decisions.

    t-minus 8 days til move-in.  maybe i should start packing
    tonight? :)   it's probably a good thing i just watched an episode
    of clean sweep, i will be less tempted to be the packrat version of
    myself.

    as for now, fluffy bunnies, and banana flavored candy.  or, fuck off and die, whichever you prefer.

  • So.  Things that have happened to me since my last post. 


    Well right now I am up here avoiding my relatives, including, but not limited to, my self-centered bitch of an Aunt.


    OH AND DONT FORGET.  I quit my job on the 12th, which was only 10 days before I was supposed to be done.  It's a story I don't much feel like telling again, aside from saying my boss was a huge whorebitchcuntbag and I was not going to tolerate even 2 more hours of her shit... let alone 10 days.  I've been getting endless shit from everyone from family, to friends, and even people who don't even have a right to form an opinion about the entire matter.  I have been spending every day I can applying for jobs, driving around the area I will be moving to.  I've applied to at least 6 places so far... and I have applications to turn in for 4 more.  So anyone who wants to say something to me about not having another job before I quit, feel free to suck my hairy balls.  That's right.  My hairy balls.  Bitches.


    Went to Chicago for the weekend, hung out with Jack's cousin Joel... and didn't get to do anything we wanted to do... like see Body Worlds at the Museum of Science and Industry, which I have been wanting to see since it started in like, January.  Jack promised that he would take me the last weekend in August.   Anyways we went to Strange Cargo which is a really fun shop in Wrigleyville, where Joel lives, and got some inside-joke shirts made (Jack, 9.  heh heh.)  and Jack also got me a really cool cigarette case.  One more reason to not quit smoking again, right?


    But we did get to go to IKEA.  Jack and I have spent rediculous amounts of money that we don't have on new stuff for the apartment.  It's going to be great, though.  You just wait and see.  Anybody who is available to, and wants to go to my housewarming party, which was supposed to be on the 29th--the day we start moving in-- but may be scheduled sometime in August instead, you just let me know and I will send you an invite.  Which I am going to go make right now.

  • i deleted the entry from june 16th because it was doing annoying things to my page with it's gay html.  yes. gay.  as in, homosexual.  the html had a sexual preference.  however it is no more, for i have deleted it.


    i am so weird.


    anyways i decided that well, it's been a long time since i wrote in here and if i don't do it pretty soon i will lose the very few readers i have managed to accumulate.  which is like.  2.  and if you stopped reading, then i would become severely depressed.  ;P  SODONTSTOPREADINGOKPLEASETHANKSANDALSOYOUSHOULDTELLALL
    OFYOURFRIENDSHOWAWESOMEIAMANDSENDTHEMTHELINKTOMYBLOGOKTHANKSBYE.


    so i have been putting it off for a long time, this whole post-PSG-post (gee i am funny) because,well, i feel obligated to write about PSG.  but the fact of the matter is there is way too much to write about and 80% of you won't even know what the fuck i am talking about anyways, and the people who do are going to be like blah-de-blah, yeah, that's great, and possibly "i know, i was there!"  so there's really no point in the matter.  all i will say is that i made some new friends and strengthened my relationships with the ones i made last year or years before from circle.  and nothing beats an outdoor community shower with 12 people covered in body paint under one shower head.  in the pitch-black dark.  "WHO'S TOUCHING MY LEG?"


    i'm moving in with jack.  those of you who even know jack and the situation (the whole us only being together for 2 months thing) and are thinking "MER DON'T DO IT IT'S TOO EARLY" you can go right ahead and kiss my ass, because Jack is the best boyfriend i have ever had.  ever.  and the apartment is fan-freaking-tastic.  and everything is going to be FINE.  OK!?  FINE!  lol.


    hi jack. <3


    that's it for now.  if you don't give me eprops, you will suffer a plague of a thousand locusts.  and if you are not a member, if you don't sign up and give me eprops you will suffer a plague of 500 locusts, but all of them will be inside of your sheets when you sleep at night.  unless you leave something in the chatterbox.  then it's a plague of 5 kittens. 


    in your sock drawer.

  • ok so i keep coming to my xanga and going "i should probably write something"  but honestly, i don't have anything really interesting to write about. 


    laurel, jack, and i are all going up to menomonie (3.5 hour trip) for tiff's birthday this afternoon.  i can't wait to meet her new kitty, simon rex.  (yeah, i know.)  he's siamese and burmese, and that's sexy. 


    it's fucking hot outside.  i guess the nice part of summer is over.... already.... it lasted for like... 3 days.  did i mention i hate extreme tempteratures?  if it stayed between 50-75 year 'round, i would be one happy camper.  in fact, i might actually go camping, and be happy about the temperature!  and this is a rare occasion.


    while i'm complaining:  mumo (jack's cat) ate my bracelets.  (those rubbery "livestrong" ripoff bracelets, one for breast cancer and a black one that says "i did not vote 4 bush.")  now jack and i are less yinyang.  i suspect that muromoto is plotting to drive us apart, because he is a drama queen.  and then he will tackle the whole world-domination thing.


    also.  i am sick.


    k. bye.

  • so i guess i should probably write something about my vacation in here.  while i was in key west, i started a journal type thing, but knowing myself oh so well as i obviously do (?) i knew that if i just started writing actualy SENTENCES i would go off on tangents and never talk about everything.  so i made a list of "Key West Key Words"  oh gee, i am so fucking clever. 


    here it is.  i might elaborate on some.


    KEY WEST KEY WORDS by Meredith The-Oh-So-Witty


    STARRING:
    Meredith the Palest girl in all of Florida -- as herself
    Laurel the "HOTT" -- as herself
    Luke the Annoying -- played by Luke the not-so-annoying-to-Meredith-because-she-is-immature
    and Becky the Cranky -- played by Becky, who is usually bright and happy and not making Meredith feel like she said something wrong.



    • Sugarloaf Key KOA -- where we camped.  think parkinglot with a few trees, a bar, air conditioned bathrooms, a pool, hot tub, and private beach.  would have been excellent were it not for the:

    • Chiggers (?) -- turns out these little fuckers are NOT chiggers but "no-see-ums" and let me tell you, it's lots of fun having a colony of them in your tent, being eaten alive every night while the population grows exponentially until you can no longer sleep inside the tent, which is OK since the tent gets to be about 120 degrees F at around 8am, which is not so fun.  i itch, a lot.  a lot lot.  a lot lot lot lot.  and to satiate those of you who are thinking "duh just use bug spray" apparently they do not care about regular bug spray you have to put a special herb in it--i think it's called pennywise, but i forget.  and jack, i would like to insert here:  ...that's fucking gay and shit.  and you have to scan that cartoon so i can post it here.

    • "Conch" = "Cunt" -- we couldn't decide on the pronunciation (is it "conk" or "conch"?) so we thought this would be the best medium.  some places were referred to as "Cunty Joes" "Cunt Republic Liquors" and there were "Cunt shells" on several corners.  they do look like cunts, actually.

    • "Beach" = "Bitch" Luke's polack accent.

    • Ernest Hemingway's House with just Luke since the girls wanted to go to the bitch.

    • "99 problems but a bitch aint one" theme song of the trip.  speaking of bitches.

    • Drunken Cranium -- i hate sculptorades.

    • Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville - no vegetarian options on the menu, so i got to order 3 side dishes.  WOOT.  but those were some damn good margaritas.

    • Star Wars Episode 3 Premiere at 12:01AM woot.  *wookie call*

    • The best key lime pie in the Keys -- Blonde Giraffe.  successfully keeping 2 pies frozen in the car on the 27 hour ride home.

    • Beautiful houses.

    • Ghost Tour & Storytelling after with the guide.  00ooo00o0o00ooo... god i hate robert the doll.  i can't walk from my car to my house without being freaked out... and it was the SECOND time i heard the story.  FACK.

    • Not getting any good pics on the ghost tour.  BLAH.  someone buy me a digital. kthx.

    • "Hobbles" the three legged cat (see pics)

    • "Bean" the wandering boca-eating terrier. (pics)

    • All of the other towns in the keys look like shanty-towns. run down pieces of shit.

    • Sloppy Joe's bar -- camera malfunction and random Army boy Chris who bought us all a drink not knowing that we were going to star wars in like 15 minutes.  lol.

    • My Bikini top being too small, i had to take the "pushup" inserts out or else my nipples were peeking.  time to lose weight.  YA, HEY.

    • Vitamin B-12 mood upper and bug repellant -- maybe not so much.

    • My toe cracks hurting from wearing flipflops every damn day.

    • Needing more summer clothing.

    • Legs and belly that refuse to turn any shade other than stark white.  oh well.

    • The smell of ocean and sewage...or "rotten ass sea" like what you crap out after 4 days of eating nothing but hard-boiled eggs.  And fish.

    • "CH__CH WHATS MISSING? U R!" sign on a church between our campground and Key West.  i thought it was witty.

    • Southernmost point Drive-by.

    • Bahia Honda State Park Sandspur beach -- peaceful moment where i felt that all of the elements were in perfect alignment--until i started getting pelted with sand and ending up completely covered in a layer of it like i was a piece of sandpaper.  i think this might be a sign... something about the element earth.  hmm...

    • Awesome above-ground cemetery... bought a $4 walking-tour map and didn't ever go in.  but I plan on going back someday and doing everything i want to do.

    • Everything is way too expensive in Key West.  Tourist trap.

    • Key Deer -- jokes about hitting them with the car and going to prison for it (they're endangered) and also jokes with jack about them having tusks... since none of us have ever seen one.

    • Strange weather blimpy things floating high above our camprgound.

    • Souvenir shopping -- tiki fuckers for jack, funny zodiac magnets, "I'm Rick James bitch! ... and i'm dead"  shirt.  "Please tell your BOOBS to stop staring at my EYES!" shirt.  laurel's search for key west butt print shorts.

    • Running out of money before the last day.

    • Drive through liquor stores.

    • Drag bars.

    • Le Creperie.  $8 crepes, but yum.

    • Capt. Bob's Seafood Key West Salad with way too much Feta.

    • Drive into Key West from Campground - 20minutes!!!

    • Pizza at KOA bar.

    • Hard Rock Cafe - good Hurricanes (rivaling New Orleans, even) and our vegan waiter was a big fan of Wisconsin.. or "Wisc-O" as he called it.  lol.

    • SNORKELING!   I saw 2 eels, a barracuda, and a shitload of teensy weensy jellyfish.  and i even managed to subdue my agoraphobia to a point where i could actually enjoy being in the ocean.  had i been alone out there, i probably would have drowned myself.

    • Sunburnt and wiped out at the Hogs Breath, after snorkeling day.

    • Last but certainly not least, all of the hour+ long phone conversations with jack, and getting made fun of for it relentlessly, but knowing that those fuckers were just jealous.  muah.

    so there you have it.  maybe a little vague to some, but if you ever want me to tell you a story let me know.  i'm not going to write a novel in here about my week long vacation. that's overkill.  if something piques your interest and you want to hear more, just post a comment.  or a chatterbox, if you're too lame to start a FREE xanga. :P


    so as of now i am itchy, a little stinky, experiencing a little after-school summer jitters (you know the "i feel like i should be doing something" thing.) but definitely happier since i have found myself a man who treats me how i feel i ought to be treated (with the exception of being greek, "swarthy" (hi jack), fanning me with a large palm frond, and feeding me grapes all day).  i was writing to one of my friends on myspace.com about how i was totally against relationships and i would get pissed off when girls were like, needing a "man" to be happy.  i was all "why can't you just be happy by being yourself, it's not hard."  but it turns out that i was a big fucking hypocrite and jaded and blinded by my huge emotional scar named David, utterly depressed and antisocial, but then bam, jack.  i forgot what it felt like to be happy, i forgot that i could be a social butterly like i was when i was younger.  and all it took was a jack.  ladies.  you all need a jack.  get the phonebook and find your local jack-mart.  it pisses me off in my own right that it DID take a person of the male gender to kick my emotions back into normality, because i feel like i should be a stronger person than that and there is so much in my life that should make me happy, but you know what, i'm not complaining.  the only regret i have today is that i did not give jack the chance he deserved long ago.  it probably would have saved us both a good deal of unhappiness.  i'm done being sappy and lame now.  i just had to share that. 


    mmm... jam.

  • i'm back!


    and i have pictures!  http://photos.yahoo.com/infection_fire_raven


    i itch a lot.

  • so it's been a while... huh.


    i'm leaving for key west tomorrow... looking foward to seeing it again :)   not looking forward to the 20+ hour drive, though.  yep, we are driving straight through.


    i got new clothes.  YIPPY SKIPPY.


    i think this summer is going to turn out to be pretty interesting.  without summer classes, i'm going to be able to be a social butterfly.  i've already begun the process of becoming that... and becoming a happier person in general because well, i'm a libra and if i don't surround myself with tons of people that i enjoy i get rather depressed and a little wacky.  some of you have witnessed that firsthand, and i apologize.  i started dating this guy, jack, 24, K-8 computer teacher/basketball and tennis coach, and i think he'll be a good influence because he gets me.  it also helps that he is not a complete loser like my most recent ex. (i.e. has own apartment, drivers license, car, and steady salary-paying job, and doesnt drink or do drugs in excess.)  of course i won't allow myself to be monogamus so i am trying to keep things light and airy as of now... but since we met for the first time in person on tuesday we've gone out every night excluding tonight.  on our first date, i told him that he was the perfect mix of chivalrous and raunchy.  but that's enough about jack.. you people either don't care or just don't wanna know.  one more thing.  i love his cat.  his name is mumomoto (my kitty's name is katsumoto.  you see the similarity.)