Interesting...
So today, Joe & I visited the Pub after class, and while waiting for Joe's food, we overheard a conversation that went more or less like this:
Pub Guest: I'll have a hamburger.
Cashier: Okay...what would you like on this?
Pub Guest: Um...a hamburger patty, on a bun...
Cashier: I mean, like lettuce, tomatoes, pickles...
Pub Guest: Oh...lettuce and tomatoes.


GAHHHHHHHH! The world is stupid! What would you like on that? A hamburger patty. Okay, thanks Captain Obvious, we were going to leave that off. Dipshit.

In other news, I suddenly am very nervous about some things that are going to happen in the near future...but then again this could be my way out!
- posted by L. @ 10:33 AM

 
Senior Sem - gaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!
Okay, so this whole senior thing is really starting to sink in, and I'm really not liking it so much. I've already had two meetings about senior sem for history, I'm supposed to have my recital personnel secured (or close to being secured) by next WEDNESDAY (which is funny since I still don't have a date set in stone yet), and I've got to know all my notes and technical shit for my November recital by fall break. And that whole buying an oboe thing too...might get to go to Madison to look at oboes too (but I'm still trying to pan out South Bend vs. Minneapolis as well), but that's after fall break.
Speaking of fall break, might get to go to the Riverside (or some other theatre in Milw) to see Shakespeare's 12th Night! Huzzah!!! That would be exciting!!!
So today, as I was perusing the web in my infinite boredom between class and class, I stumbled across a link, which just reinforces just how much I love my city!!!
http://www.milwaukeecollegelife.com
What's not to love??? In skimming through the website, it did occur to me that the last time I was at the Domes, it was probably a third grade field trip. (We probably would have gone in fourth grade, but we were busy with field trips to farms, snicker, snicker - see December archives if you have no clue what I'm talking about). I probably should go to the Domes sometime, they're fun!!
Speaking of fun, and weird, and extremely random (it relates to field trips), I went on a field trip to the Milwaukee Public Museum with my Latin American history class last summer, the day after writing my book report on one of the worst books I've ever read, and consequently finished/wrote the book report the night before, finishing at around 4:30AM...then was falling down tired at 9am the next morning while we were browsing through the museum. At one point, we were standing in front of an enormous statue of a head like the ones found on Easter Island, and my professor was telling us how some people theorized that these giant head statues were actually space ships, and for some reason I found that extremely funny. I have no idea what prompted this memory, but I almost fell off the stairs laughing because spaceships in the form of giant head statues is a pretty preposterous idea!! Anyway...
So the point of this is that I heart my city!!! Not that I've spent any long amounts of time there since winter break, but hey, details details. Where do you think I'm going after graduation?? I mean, provided I don't go to grad school or move back to Ohio or something?? :)
- posted by L. @ 4:39 PM

 
SHS is burning down, burning down, burning down...(again)
So!
A funny thing happened yesterday. To save myself the time from typing all this out again, I should probably just refer you to the archives (see March 3, 2004). Ehh...well, hrm.
For those of you too lazy to refer to the archives, my alma mater was on fire. Again. For the second time in six months! And this time, classes were cancelled due to the smoke! Why didn't this stuff happen when I was in high school?????? We never even had classes cancelled with like, 10 feet of snow on the ground (okay, so that never happened, we didn't have that much snow on the ground, but hey, we never got snow days).
In case you're interested, here's the link for the article about SHS burning down:
http://www.jsonline.com/news/metro/sep04/260843.asp?source=tmj4
Yay.
However, while reading said article, I felt a strange pang of nostalgia/OLDNESS...
The fire occured in the auditorium building (I think it's referred to as the drama building, but that's bullshit, it's more than just drama in that building, it's the music building too! - for all of you Riponites, think of it as the Rodman of SHS, and I spent quite a lot of my high school career in said building).
So one part of the article mentions how the SHS fall play/musical is Little Shop of Horrors...and automatically I thought "That's weird that they're doing Little Shop again, they just did it...oh shit, they did it my freshman year of high school - so that would be what, eight years ago?"
Sigh!!!!!!!!
I'm getting SO OLD!!!
Oh well.
Nothing exciting like that happened when I was in high school, unless you count the time that the football team actually won their first game in eight years (wait, that was 1996...and I was in eighth grade. Damn).
- posted by L. @ 10:33 PM

 
Minneapolis or South Bend - part 2
Okay...so the votes are Minneapolis: 1, South Bend: 1....
Though I'm not sure exactly who says I should go to South Bend...refer to comments, Big Poppa is who??
When I figure out the distances, I figured from Milwaukee, though Ripon would be closer, hmph, maybe I should go home for once...according to my calculations I spent approximately 9 days at home this summer...hmmm...but then Milwaukee is further from Minneapolis, and closer to South Bend (haven't done a mapquest on mileage though, matt!)...good thing fall break is about a month away! Can't it be closer??? Agh!
Grad schools: Well, singular in Mpls...that would be the University of Minnesota.
Other grad schools in mind are UW-Madison (don't have to worry about seeing my twerpy little sister there probably! even though she goes there now), UW-Milwaukee (but i'd probably have to see her here, since she'll probably be going here instead), and Bowling Green State (in Ohio).

Okay, so speaking of oboes, and music...here's a few dates to keep in mind!

November 30 or December 7 - 11:15AM, in Demmer Recital Hall...my quasi-recital!! Yay! The current program is all piano music and includes Sonata, Op.26, no. 2, movement 1, by Beethoven (a little Schroeder influence there..hehe, just kidding, started working on that piece before I started working at Snoopy!); Mazurka something-or-other by Chopin (there's like, 56 mazurkas, so I can't remember the number, deal with it); Scottish Legend by Amy Beach; and Rumanian Folk Dances by Bartok. Woohoo!

April 9 - 4:00PM, in Demmer Recital Hall...my actual senior recital on oboe!! Current program is the following:
Concerto Op. 9, no 2 in d minor by T. Albinoni (and in lieu of an orchestra, I'm going to be having harpsichord & cello!)
Oboe Quartet K.370, mvmt III - by W.A. Mozart (not four oboes! oboe, violin, viola & cello)
Two Fantasy Pieces by Carl Nielsen for oboe & piano
Sonata for Oboe and Piano by Francis Poulenc (Buddy - poulet is a chicken, Poulenc is a composer!)
Six Metamorphoses after Ovid for solo oboe by Benjamin Britten (I reeaaaaaalllllllllllyyyyyy do NOT want to do this piece, but there's not much out there for solo oboe): I. Pan, III. Niobe, VI. Arethustra

aaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnddddddddd my favorite:
Fanfare for the Common Mandrel - for two oboes, English horn, and two bassoons! WOOHOO! Double reeds! It doesn't get much better than that! Now to find an 2nd oboist and an English horn player...any takers?? :)
- posted by L. @ 10:32 PM

 
Minneapolis or South Bend??
The time has come (the Walrus said), to talk of many things...
Many things meaning FALL BREAK! Woohoo! Like graduation, fall break is alas, too far away. However, I probably should start planning now.
My fall break quest is to buy (or at least look at!) an oboe. Yes, I already have one. No, I don't really want to get a new one. But I do kinda need a new one...since I've had the same one since freshman year of high school (yes, high school, back in the stone ages when we had dinosaurs instead of cars and walked to school 10 miles uphill both ways in six feet of snow...yeah, I've been feeling just that old lately!) and quite frankly, there's only so much you can do with an instrument. True, I like the whole I know what to do with the damn thing and I know how it responds and whatnot, but ooh! A new (or new used) oboe! It would be much fun! It really hasn't been my idea so much to get the new oboe, but rather pressure from my teacher. I'm going to stray shortly for one second to just express how I really feel about that: a new oboe is not going to improve what I feel are questionable teaching skills. Okay, enough on that.
So my next dilemma is on where to go look at oboes. Being that double reed specialists are in short supply, there are two big places in the Midwest. One is in South Bend, Indiana. And the other is in Minneapolis.
Now...let's think about this for one brief moment. Where as South Ben is about three hours closer than Minneapolis, plus I'd probably get to see Megan and could probably convince some other CP people that going to South Bend would be a fun trip, not to mention kinda close (I mean in the grand scheme of distance between Wisconsin and Ohio). But c'mon. South Bend? Nothing against South Bend, but it doesn't seem to be the highlight of excitement. But we'll see. Then again...I am tentatively considering some grad schools in Ohio as well, and Indiana is on the way to Ohio....hmm.
Minneapolis on the other hand...
As if going to buy a new oboe would be my only thing to do in MN! I have been tentatively looking at grad school there since, like, I bought my current oboe (that would be in 1997, when I was little freshman) and consequently toured the college (like I remember anything about it, but ehh, details, details). And if I went to Minneapolis, I could see people! Like Erin and Toni and Matt and maybe Tim at Hamline (when was the last time I saw him? 2000?? At the Badger game?? Yikes) and maybe Lizzie could visit from Winona (since there certainly was a lacking this summer being in Ohio)...ooh it'd be fun! If only you weren't in Oshkosh, Adam P - wait, Oshkosh is close to Ripon, never mind :) And I think it might be easier to convince my parents that I could not only look at a new oboe, but check out grad schools too! Well, a grad school anyway. Woohoo! Hmmmm...
So the polls are open now, Minneapolis or South Bend??


- posted by L. @ 9:05 PM

 
Cedar Point Stories part - um, 4, I think...How to Dress for Success
Just because I really like to pick on my first roommate (still referred to as Creepy McRoommate), this is how to dress successfully, according to her.
Please wear all of the below together for best results.

Short-sleeved brown velvet turtleneck:
Forgive me if I'm clueless, but I didn't know they made short-sleeved turtlenecks, especially velvet ones. And who wears velvet in the summer time. I guess it must be something that people who DON'T BATHE ANYWAY wear. Short-sleeved velvet turtleneck, that's the first article of clothes.

Brown shoes:
Okay, so not so terrible bad, except for the fact that they're lace-up with heels. I couldn't help but think of the Victorian ages and the American girl series. Agh.

Black socks:
Is there explanation for this? Black socks should be banned, except in the use with suits, pantsuits for females, etc. They should never be worn with shorts. Or brown shoes. Or both of the above.

The last articles of clothing can be switched...an either/or situation.

Tapered blue jeans with elastic waistband:
Enough said. We're 20, not 50.

OR

Neon green cotton elastic waist shorts:
I didn't know that such a horrible article of clothing even existed. I shudder at the thought that someone would actually wear these - in PUBLIC. They should be shot! But yes, my roommate did own a pair of shorts like these, and wore them frequently, with the above combination of clothes.

And people wondered why I didn't want to be seen in public with her.

So there you have it, how to dress for success!
- posted by L. @ 6:09 PM

 
And now for something completely different!
So the other day I got fed up with my stupid little cell phone and decided that this was the most obvious time to buy a new one...however not really needing a new phone, I couldn't justify actually buying one, so I set my sights at checking the AT&T sight daily for a sweet deal.
Aha!
One day this deal presented itself, and I found a $160 phone at my fingertips for free! Not wanting to pass this up, since it was the phone I really wanted anyway, but could not justify buying (see above price!), I jumped at the chance to upgrade. In my defense, however, for some that think there is no reason I needed a new phone (yeah, you're probably right, I didn't really), I did want to upgrade my anytime minutes, and why just get more anytime minutes when you can get a kickass phone as a bonus??
Anyway.
So after ordering said phone, ordering said plan, getting said phone in the mail everything was running smoothly. And then the problems began!
So I open up the phone, plug it in, and head off to class to start learning the ins and outs of the phone later. When I get back, I'm admiring its beauty (it's so little and cute and pretty and has colors and ooooooh!), and beginning to start learning basic things (how do I pick my ring tone? damn this thing's loud - how do I turn the volume down? etc). Later that evening after work, I follow the instructions for how to activate said phone. I call the number that they tell me to, and the person on the other end says I've called the wrong number, she can't find my account on the network, and I should call back the next day to this other number, because my phone should be activated anyway. Whatever.
So the next days comes and I once again call AT&T and after being transferred to three different departments (which makes no sense, since to activate my phone, I was instructed to call one number...whatever) and spending about 15 minutes on hold, I finally was able to switch over from phone A (Nokia) to phone B (Samsung). Finally! My phone is now activated and new and yay! It works. They told me to wait for approximately an hour and I should be able to use my phone with no problems. Hooray!
So however long passes (I think I went out to lunch or to class during this time), and my phone is now switched over from phone A to phone B...with just one little problem: It's now ROAMING. Well, thinking there may be something wrong with the service, I wait until the next day so I can use someone else's phone for calling AT&T (since lord knows I don't want to get charged like a million dollars for the 20 minutes or so I'm going to need to spend on the phone waiting for them to figure out what's wrong with my phone now), but in the meantime peruse the AT&T website to see if my account will provide any insight as to why my phone is so messed up. Upon perusal of the website, I notice the culprit: Instead of billing me for the 450 Anytime/Unlimited Nights & Weekends/Unlimited Mobile-to-Mobile NATIONAL plan (hey, everyone, get AT&T so I can talk to you), they have signed me up for the 600 Anytime/Unlimited Nights & Weekends/Unlimited Mobile-to-Mobile LOCAL plan, which, it looks like to me, does not really work in Ripon.
So back to the customer care line I go, and they solve my problem (after switching again, to three different departments and waiting for 15 minutes on hold)...all is well, I'm off to lunch, and it's still ROAMING.
ARGUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
So instead of haggling over customer care on the phone, I'm starting to think it's my phone that's doing it. For what I can see, there is no difference in the 350 Anytime minute and 450 Anytime minute (well, except for price, but whatever) plans, since they're both national plans (ooh, but the 350 anytime minutes plan doesn't have unlimited mobile-to-mobile - like that's going to do me any good since i'm in friggin' ROAMING). So my next step is I'm going to go to the damn AT&T store in either Oshkosh or Appleton with both phone A and phone B in hand and ask them why the hell my phone is in roaming 24/7 now.
In the meantime, the moral of the story is if you wanna talk to me on the phone, call my room!


So, changing the subject, today in my Immigration & Ethnic History class, we were talking about immigrants today, and how we feel that in some aspects people still tended to hold on to the old traditions, the old language, etc...
I was going to tell them about my weird neighbor who is from Italy, but I figured that nobody else would believe that such a person actually exists. :)
- posted by L. @ 6:10 PM

 
Dear everything, I quit.
I don't get it. I've been home for a month...well not even...it's not even a matter of wanting to go back to Ohio anymore. It's a matter of not wanting to feel trapped into whatever it is that I'm in. I don't know what to do, I don't know where to go...I want to run away from my problems again but this time I don't want to come back. I know I lament the same things pretty much every day and am probably losing readership fast, but I can't help it. I don't understand what is happening to me right now. I feel completely out of the loop. It's not like everyone here kept in touch with each other every day of the whole summer, but I feel like it's been months and months since I've even talked to any of them, and it makes me sad.
Elizabeth - I wish you were here!!! You and every other CP person!!! Well, except some.
Speaking of CP people, I was supposed to see Donna & Chrystina tonight but they got stuck in rush hour traffic in Chicago (stupid Chicago), and when they finally reached Ripon-ish area, it was about midnight, and they still had 4.5 hours to go...so that made me sad too, but it's not their fault, I completely understand. 4:30AM is early enough to end your drive...and they said they'd be going through again in November, so I should be able to catch them then. At least I hope so...
I mean, as long as they don't come through on Nov. 13 - because that's Austin's recital, and consequently pretty much the ONLY day I'm busy for the entire month of November...just one more thing to make me sad/pissed off/not to mention feeling VERY inconsequential.
So off to bed, and hoping maybe the morning will bring a deletion of these feelings...yeah, probably not.

- posted by L. @ 1:07 AM

 
Under the Tuscan Sun....
Okay, so about...hmmm...five months ago, some well-meaning friends decided that it would be empowering to watch Under the Tuscan Sun. Unfortunately their timing was a bit off.
For those of you that aren't familiar with the movie, it's a story of a recently-divorced writer who, on a trip to Italy, impulsively buys a villa in Tuscany. The movie talks about moving on with life and taking chances...a very good thing to use for inspiration - however three days after being dumped is not the time to watch movies about moving on with life. Anyway...
So five months later, I've finally taken the steps to watching Under the Tuscan Sun, and where I love just about any movie with Diane Lane (one of my favorite actresses!) just like I like about any movie with Gene Wilder (same thing), the whole movie does bring back a lot of very sad memories.
I know that the end of a year and a half relationship is nothing quite like a divorce, but really, hearing that the other person doesn't feel the same, or that they cheated on you, or that it's over...good lord. You might as well just die right there. Life is good and then all the sudden...
I didn't have the luxury of going to Italy, unfortunately, the furthest I got was Ohio. But it's the same thing - sort-of, only there were no impulsive buys of villas, the closest thing I got to a big purchase was a blanket. And a few stuffed animals.
I went to Ohio confused and sad and broken-hearted. I didn't know what I was going to Ohio for, and I didn't know what would happen there, or who I would meet, or whether I would get my mind off of a number of different people. I expected to have things be exactly the same when I got back as when I left, but surprisingly enough, it's not. I guess I shouldn't have been so naive as to think that leaving for three months would leave everyone else exactly the same as I left them, things happen, people go away, people lead their lives.
It's hard adjusting to being back here.
I've been home in Wisconsin for just under a month, and every day I wish it was a few months earlier. I miss everyone from this summer so much!! I learned a lot this summer, and where as it makes it easier for me to understand a lot of things about here (the bubble from hell), I still am having a hard time adjusting to being back here. I feel different than I did three months ago, and it's been hard to get back into the swing of things. Every Monday I think that things will change with the coming week, but it hasn't yet. Maybe it won't. Maybe I'm just waiting for graduation, already, and I can't wait to get out of here.
Sigh...
Either way, to my summer friends (and my graduated friends!): I miss you tres beaucoup!!!
- posted by L. @ 2:45 AM

 
Aha! It's not my room! It smells like...
POO!
It smells like poo outside!
I spend all last week cringing at the delightful *cough, cough* pungent odor of my room every time I opened the door, and began to wonder if maybe there was something that died and is possibly decomposing somewhere under my bed (anyone who has seen my room knows that this is possible) or somewhere else in my room at least.
However, it's not my room (ha! i knew it!)...but outside Johnson smells vaguely like ... well I'm not sure ... but it stinks! Hooray, it's not my room, it's Ripon! Go figure...:)
Anyway, back from the weekend, kind of a relief, I'd say...*sigh*...it's going to be one of those weeks again. What was I thinking?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Incidentally, I learned something new today...well maybe a few days or weeks ago, but everything here blends together anyway...so we'll pretend it did happen today (it still smells like poo in here, but that's nothing new, see above).
When I moved into my 2nd room this summer, I started having problems with my CD player/radio/alarm clock going off at the most random times of the day. I chalked it up to the rumor that Gold dorms are haunted (really, doesn't surprise me), because I'd never had problems with said CD player/radio/alarm clock going off randomly ever before, and once going back to school, problem seemed solved. Until...
Until I bought my DVD player that is. I think there's some crossing signals there, because now I can hit 'play' on my DVD remote and my CD player will start playing. It's kind of annoying, but at least my room wasn't haunted! (My CD player/radio/alarm clock had never inhabited in a room with a DVD player before) There were some well overtime working spiders there, since huge cobwebs would appear randomly over my bed in the morning that definitely weren't there at night!!!
That and spiders falling randomly on my pillow...oh wait, that was in my first room. :) As if my roommate wasn't creepy enough....
- posted by L. @ 2:16 PM

 
Dear work, thank you for ruining this beautiful day....
A select few may remember this summer when I half-jokingly declared that I was never going to be a nice person again for the rest of my life. Well, I meant it. What's the point in being nice when you just get walked all over?? I'm going to spend the rest of my life being a royal bitch, because I don't think I'll come out any less than I already have.
Today, for example, started out as a good day, and has progressively morphed into a terrible one (again).
I walk into work (which I might add, my hour today is voluntary, because I've already got too many hours that I don't want anymore but because Thursday is a busy day, and there is nobody else able to work on Thursdays because they decided not to hire on anyone else even though in my personal opinion they should have, since we now have Thursday afternoons more or less empty and it definitely shouldn't be since we have things that need to get done on Thursdays) this afternoon, and I really don't want to be there because I hate going to work now (it used to be the highlights of my week and now I hate it). So I'm there just in time to do something that I REALLLLLLLLLLY hate (and always have, this has nothing to do with my recent detesting of my job). This task is something that takes about two, maybe three hours, and involves going downtown and taking a long time...well guess what?? I have less than an hour until my next class (which I also hate, but can't justify skipping because I know I'll want to skip later, even though I should probably skip now rather than later since now at least it's somewhat easy, but that's besides the point)!! Less than an hour to do something that takes two to three hours! So that means that I'm going to have to use post-class time to do stupid work that I hate because nobody else is assigned to work on Thursday afternoons because they didn't want to hire anyone else even though CLEARLY we need someone else. I'm just going to skip work on Thursdays now for the rest of the semester, who cares? I don't want to get stuck with shit jobs that I detest (I was permanent poster bitch during sophomore year, and I hated it, but I did it without complaining, now it's time to let someone else do it! I have things to do for god's sake!). I volunteered to work on Thursdays, even though I didn't want to so that someone would be there because someone is definitely needed, but now, fuck that. I'm taking myself off the schedule on Thursday afternoons for this precise reason. After class is over, instead of having three hours to maybe get ahead on homework and whatnot so I don't have to do it this weekend, I now have to walk around downtown by myself, asking all the stupid businesses downtown if I can hang up this stupid poster for the stupid concert that I'm not even going to (it's tomorrow night), and wasting three hours (I don't even care that I'm getting paid, because I'm pissed off enough that I have to do it, even though I don't have time) that I was going to use to get ahead of my stuff for once (it's not like I have a take-home essay due on Tuesday that I don't want to do, or a Chem test next Thursday that I want to get a head start on studying for...not like that's important.).
Which leads me to my next rant: Why should I have to hang up posters for a concert that's tomorrow night when it's not even our department's fault that they weren't printed on time in the first place? The damn concert is tomorrow night, the department in charge should have gotten on the ball for once and gotten the posters out in a timely manner (ie, NOT THE DAY BEFORE), and if they fucked up in that department, then it should be THEIR responsibility to hang up the posters, NOT OURS.
Going back to my first rant, it used to be somewhat fun being poster bitch, even though I hated the job, because at least I had someone to go with me, and we usually "accidentally" made Culver's our last stop, so that the end of the job would be having ice cream. Now, said person is gone and graduated, and not here...wait, just kidding. He's actually here today, visiting me. Haha, just kidding. He's visiting me, yes, that's true, but is he spending time with me? No, of course not. Why should he? My room is just a place for him to crash when he's not out with his friends, probably getting drunk again over the noon hour when they go out to lunch (lunch, ironically, one of the few hours of the day I have free), and then well, if it hadn't been for work, I would have had 4-7 free too, but not like that matters, he's out with his friends again...like he hasn't seen them all day while I was in class. I guess my consolation prize is that I get to see him this weekend, like tonight, when we go to appleton, and he falls asleep at like 11, and tomorrow when he's at work...
Maybe I should go to that damn concert after all...
Sorry if I'm a bit crabby today, but I don't appreciate having people visit me and not spend time with me!!!
- posted by L. @ 1:51 PM

 
Bricks!
Woohoo! I found my brick! Not that it was lost. Okay, misplaced is a better phrase. It was misplaced. I'm not sure how I managed to misplace a brick, but hey, this is ME we're talking about. Yay bricks! Who else can say that they have a gift-wrapped brick sitting on their window sill? It makes me giggle every time I see it :)
Speaking of bricks...
Another fun work conversation with my manager:

Jason: So, sometimes you just want to throw heavy objects at people, namely guests...
Me: Like bricks?
Jason: Yes, like bricks.
Me: I've got a brick.
Jason: See, there we go, Lauren's prepared, Lauren's got a - WHY DO YOU HAVE A BRICK???
Me: Long story.
Jason: I don't want to know.


And follow-up to the Wisconsin That 70s Show reference, courtesy of Paul:

Paul: and by the way, I personally think that That 70's Show depicts Wisconsin as the lamest state ever, where all everyone has to do is get high and go drink milkshakes or whatever...so basically what these people mean to ask is whether such "cool" people as Ashton Kutcher and Topher Grace really exist in Wisconsin...in either case, they should be bitch-slapped. :-P


- posted by L. @ 1:30 AM

 
Happy Birthday!
As my darling big sister so reminded me this morning, it is her 23rd birthday! Hooray! And in honor of my big sister, here is my birthday tribute song to Gina:

*ahem, ahem*
Happy birthday to you
You live in a zoo
You smell like a monkey
And you look like one too!

Just kidding!

But that's my typical birthday song to people :)
Love to Gina!
- posted by L. @ 9:11 PM

 
If I hear this question one more time...
Well I haven't heard it since getting back, but honest to god...

Question: So, you're from Wisconsin?
Me: Yes.
Question: So, is Wisconsin as cool as it is in That 70s Show??
Me: Um, yeah, that was in the 70s. It's a little bit different now.
Question (disappointed): Oh. Well that's not as cool.


And, the top three things Wisconsin is known for (according to my manager):
3. Brett Favre (not football, not the Packers, just Brett Favre)
2. Cheese.
1. Frostbite!!
(insert hysterical laughing right here)

Yeah, that's kinda how my summer went :)
- posted by L. @ 9:30 PM

 
Yup, I'm burning some more bridges right... about... NOW...
So...I have decided I am just not quite ready (or willing!) to be back in the bubble. It's funny because I would much rather be in pseudo-reality than back in the bubble, despite the fact that I was looking forward to leaving the pseudo-reality and coming back to the bubble...why I'm not quite sure! I guess it was the temporary lapse of thinking (okay, thinking for a long time!) that when I got back to the bubble, everything would be just like it was last year...
SURPRISE!
It's not!!! I miss everyone SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much! It's lonely having my own room and not having anyone to visit me! I keep expecting that Teresa will walk in any minute while I'm still asleep because I didn't go to bed until 4-something because I was up too late talking on the phone in the lounge, then sitting there writing in my journal and/or talking to Trina...or heading upstairs to see Kelly, Sarah Jo or Anna...
Sigh...........
And then 3:00 rolls around every day, I think I should be going to work or something, to see what crazy antics we can come up with that day! I miss everyone SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much!!!!!!!
Well, of course there are a few people I don't like, but you know, that happens. I didn't especially keep in touch with those people!! Heehee...O:-) (I'm sure CP people, especially Snoopy people know who I'm talking about...)
Yes, I prefer the working world to the school world, especially school world in the bubble!!!

- posted by L. @ 11:04 AM