tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36932112011-04-21T19:43:43.349-06:00This is the most unusual story of a most unusual girlThis is my life. It isn't much, but I like it. Little things amuse me, and those things will probably end up on here. What goes on in my head most likely ends up here, both the good and the bad. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comBlogger3721100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1093287600097323902004-08-23T12:58:00.000-06:002004-08-23T13:00:00.103-06:00I suppose I could do some crossposting action:
Bleh, so many things I have to do today. I've got to go to the bank, pay some bills. My mom wants to borrow money from me. She really picked the wrong time to be wanting money. I haven't even paid my speeding tickets yet, and my computer bill is way past due, and I gotta pay the phone bill. Damn. Hopefully tips will be good these past couple days. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1091344584651668322004-08-01T01:15:00.000-06:002004-08-01T01:19:01.073-06:00
I feel like I should update since I haven't in a couple weeks. I've probably been spending way too much time at KJ's and Matt's, but these past two nights I've stayed at home. Being at home makes me realize how much I missed my cat. She's so pretty and cute and she looooves me.
Speaking of cats, I've had to chase Belle all around our house four times in the past two days because she keeps Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1089744800971119562004-07-13T12:50:00.000-06:002004-07-13T12:53:20.970-06:00My latest search referral:
"sex with girl while boyfriend watches"
What? Who are these people? And why do they think that they'll be able to find all the answers to this kind of thing on my blog? People are definitely strange...
It's 12:47. I've been awake for approximately 45 minutes, but all I want to do is go back to bed. Yep. Good night.
Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1089325918674757782004-07-08T16:31:00.000-06:002004-07-08T16:31:58.673-06:00I am so so antsy these days. I just can't seem to stay at home anymore. Since Thursday, I've been out every single night. And when I'm home, I just can't stand it; I want to go out. I think Marie and Dustin are a little mad at me because I haven't been spending much time with them lately. This is true, but every time I've asked Marie to do something with me, she always tells me that she's Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1089191665347253932004-07-07T03:02:00.000-06:002004-07-07T03:14:25.346-06:00It is 3:00 am and my eye hurts. I don't think I'm awake because of my eye, but I am still quite wondering why I am not asleep. I bought Six Feet Under today at Best Buy. I was greeted by the greeter dude, and I walked in to see how much the DVD was, decided that it was cheaper than at Wal-Mart and walked right out. As I was leaving, the greeter man said to me, "That was a fast visit!" And Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-108849865387806802004-06-29T02:44:00.000-06:002004-06-29T02:44:13.876-06:00Whoa. Tonight was so awesome. I don't think it should be legal to have as much fun as we did tonight. I drank some, sang a few songs, and I even danced with total strangers! The first guy who asked me to dance, wanted to slow dance to Tim McGraw's "Don't Take the Girl" (yes it seemed to be country music night because that's what 3/4 of the songs were...how annoying). Things started off alright, Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1087673162090254172004-06-19T13:21:00.000-06:002004-06-19T13:26:02.090-06:00I've been rereading my archives (because I do that sometimes), and I've recalled that there was once a time that I was actually interesting and fun and cuh-razy. And now I've gotten boring, not fun, and not cuh-razy. What happened? I used to have things to say. And now I sit at home watching Monk, and the thing that I look forward to most is finishing the first season of Monk so I can get Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1086934931765528582004-06-11T00:21:00.000-06:002004-06-11T00:22:11.766-06:00Alright, my latest search referral:
"videos related to sexual itching fetishes"
??Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1086505593510711122004-06-06T01:05:00.000-06:002004-06-06T01:06:33.510-06:00I've been neglecting blogger lately. Probably due to the fact that I've been using livejournal as my outlet, so I don't feel like blogger is worthy enough to hear what's on my mind. Or maybe I'm crazy. I'm tired, I do know that. Umm, I'll try to do better at posting here. But no promises. Good night. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1085607165114254062004-05-26T15:31:00.000-06:002004-05-26T15:32:45.113-06:00
Am I cool or uncool? [CLICK]
You are a Square!
You are a total dork. The pocket protecter and thick-lensed glasses give it away. Try watching some popular TV.. Get yourself some fashion sense already! On the plus side, no wait hang on, there is no plus side! Nerdsville, population YOU!
Cool quizzes at Go-Quiz.com
But...but...the other test told me that I was cool! All of a sudden a differentBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1085524471539517702004-05-25T16:33:00.000-06:002004-05-25T16:35:07.336-06:00PARENTAL ADVISORY ZOILEQUE CONTAINSEXPLICIT LYRICSUsername:
From Go-Quiz.com
Haha... This made me laugh. Because of this fact, I am forever awesome.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1085350233691264592004-05-23T16:06:00.000-06:002004-05-23T16:12:20.466-06:00Has anybody been following this Andy Kaufman stuff? I'm sure it must be a hoax, but a tiny part of me still wants to believe. I've been spending hours reading the entries and all of the comments people have left. We have some believers, we have some haters, and we also have some comedians. My favorite comment so far:
George W. Bush is really Andy in disguise. When everyone finds out he was Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1084164957309113632004-05-09T22:40:00.000-06:002004-05-10T20:25:21.533-06:00I am not sure I'm digging blogger's new style. It's all crazy. I don't like it. Maybe I will get used to it, but I hope not. Anyway, I want to see how "scene" I am, so here we are.
1. studded belt - 2 points: 0
2. dyed black hair - 2 points: 0
3. thick rimed glasses - 2 points: 2
4. tight shirts/pants - 2 points each: 4
5. gaudy belt buckle - 2 points each: 0
6. clothing bought from a Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083998919406416172004-05-08T00:48:00.000-06:002004-05-08T00:53:00.733-06:00I hate catching up with people I haven't talked to for a while. Well I don't really hate it. It is rather nice, but I always feel worse about myself when people are happy. A guy I used to date just told me he's getting married. I'm not saying that *I* wanted to marry him, but it just makes me feel like I have some personality defect that just automatically drives people away. And if that's Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083511978322214792004-05-02T09:32:00.000-06:002004-05-02T09:37:12.436-06:00Today was really tiring.
I got out of bed just before breakfast because the smell of cooking bacon woke me up.
I feel a bit strange because we've just moved to Idaho and there's a weird smell in the house.
I'm so hardcore. Me and Buzz went to the mall today, and I stole a whole heap of stuff. I got a Good Charlotte CD, a couple of DVDs and some new boots. Buzz got caught, but he fought his way Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083353073082047302004-04-30T13:24:00.000-06:002004-04-30T13:28:44.873-06:00Must clean! My dad will be here sometime tonight so I really should tidy up, but I can't seem to motivate myself. I think all I need is some terribly cheesy, yet terribly catchy 80's music. Yes, that will do just the trick. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083137987058042172004-04-28T01:39:00.000-06:002004-05-02T01:19:40.250-06:00*edit* Oh yeah, I forgot that I never finished this entry. But yet I posted it anyway, it seems, without even meaning to. To keep you all in suspense for the rest of your lives (and because I'm too tired to fix it), I will leave this entry unfinished. Well until it starts bothering me to the point that I absolutely *must* finish it. And believe me, that might happen.
I should be in bed, but Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083051452922492762004-04-27T01:37:00.000-06:002004-04-27T01:41:39.903-06:00The internet is not working, so I have resorted to writing an entry in my new fancy-schmancy Microsoft Word 2003. I love all of this new stuff. It’s so much fun. I was very excited to learn that I had PowerPoint since I’ve never actually had it in my home. I really want to just make random PowerPoint slideshows, and then present them to people, but I can’t think of anything really cool to Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1083034401516029312004-04-26T20:53:00.000-06:002004-04-26T20:57:28.030-06:00You know what happens when you miss five minutes of the Cosby Show? The guys all get pregnant and give birth to things like sail boats, sports cars and loaves of bread. Isn't that crazy?Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1082791139564899472004-04-24T01:18:00.000-06:002004-04-24T01:23:02.826-06:00So my new computer came in today. It's very cool. If I didn't spend enough time on the computer already, I'll be spending even more time on it now. I'm still waiting for my Sims game to come in. Other than that, I've been trying to reinstall everything that I don't have on this computer, and I am a little bummed that I can't get Kazaa to work. Oh well, I will work on that later.
I heard Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1082357635532302092004-04-19T00:53:00.000-06:002004-04-19T00:57:52.466-06:00My computer has been acting all stupid lately. On Wednesday I talked about getting a new computer, but I didn't want to fork over the money right away. But I'm getting one anyway. I went through Dell so I could make payments on it instead of paying it off all at once. Lots of people my age have car payments, but I have computer payments. That's how hardcore I am. I was going to get a Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081957863733732752004-04-14T09:51:00.000-06:002004-04-16T15:07:26.890-06:00An entry I never finished for some reason or another, but haven't posted because my internet's been screwed up:
So my internet at home is all screwed up. I've tried the usually failsafe method of restarting my computer a bazillion times, and then for about 10 minutes my internet works and then I am no longer able to view any websites. But the crazy thing is, as much trouble as I have with Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081742310473389282004-04-11T21:58:00.000-06:002004-04-11T22:02:17.140-06:00These are too much fun.
PAST
-first grade teacher's name: I think her name was Mrs. Amaker or something
-last word you said: Umm..."Beautiful," I think (when I came home, I greeted my cat with "Hey, Beautiful!")
-last song you sang: Unfinished by BNL
-last thing you laughed at: earlier at Easter dinner when Kasey sat on Kyra's food and didn't notice it for a couple minutes
-last time you criedBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081571002375021032004-04-09T22:23:00.000-06:002004-04-09T22:27:06.903-06:00The Chris Isaak Show is on! And I'm taping it! The first episode that I've seen since the start of this new season! This is the whole reason I wanted to get this fancy-schmancy digital cable with all the channels in the first place! Yes, this is me really excited! Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081547544867794172004-04-09T15:52:00.000-06:002004-04-09T22:09:39.356-06:00This seemed like fun:
1)Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, find line 4. Write down what it says: quarter, she'd tell you it was five dollars," she said. "Every-
2) Stretch your right arm out as far as you can. What do you touch first? My tiki head tissue cover
3) What is the last thing you watched on TV? Some crazy MTV spring break thing
4) WITHOUT LOOKING : 3:48
5) Now look at the Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081536967312080262004-04-09T12:56:00.000-06:002004-04-09T12:59:50.840-06:00Right now I am drinking my last diet pepsi. No more diet pepsi for me until Tuesday. I honestly don't know if I can hold out for that long, but I will try. Diet pepsi don't leave me, for you are my only friend! Yes, diet pepsi and I have a very special bond. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081492575889975992004-04-09T00:36:00.000-06:002004-04-09T00:39:59.030-06:00Oh yeah, I did my taxes today online. I've been putting them off and putting them off, because my mom told me that I would need to go out and get them done by a professional, and I really just don't have that kind of money. So I thought I would see what I could find online. I went to completetax.com, and my taxes were done in 10 minutes. They did all of my math for me, all I had to do was Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081490338721452102004-04-08T23:58:00.000-06:002004-04-09T00:03:07.530-06:00PS-The new Owsley CD that I didn't even know existed until about a month ago is really good. I especially like the song "Dude."
Spoken:) Turn it up
Tell me
You’re the girl who never goes away again
Sell me
On how the fairytale could never end
Help me
Find a happy ever after
***chorus***
You, did something that you said you’d never do
Took my heart and broke it right in two
Why’d ya have to goBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081489791639374342004-04-08T23:49:00.000-06:002004-04-08T23:59:49.420-06:00Just a warning. There are some things that I write in this journal that I debate about whether or not I should post on here because it makes me seem crazy, psycho, nuts, insane...well you get the picture. I think that this is one of those entries. But for whatever reason, I can't seem to bring myself to *not* post it. I'm not sure why that is. I guess because it just needs to come out.
I Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081403586993866482004-04-07T23:53:00.000-06:002004-04-07T23:57:50.186-06:00After 4 days off, I finally had to go back to work. I've said this before, but I think that they really shouldn't give me more than one day off at a time, because the more I stay away from work, the more I realize how much I hate it when I come back. Bleh, I swear since I've been gone, they've created 20 different new rules for us to go by.
For some reason at work, the subject of the cooks Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1081184078545938052004-04-05T10:54:00.000-06:002004-04-05T10:58:42.106-06:00I have a button on my purse that says, "Who me? I just wander from room to room." I'm totally feeling that way today. I went to bed close to 2:00 last night (because I am a slacker and did not finish my paper that was due on Friday), and I didn't get up until about 8:45. This poses as a problem when my first class of the morning is at 9:00. I didn't even really bother to hurry so I could be Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080930073217598002004-04-02T11:21:00.000-07:002004-04-20T23:06:29.060-06:00Hiya. Because I've been so absorbed in the book I'm supposed to read for my paper in criminology lately, I totally forgot that I have a short paper due today for that class. I realized this about an hour ago. Luckily there was no Logic class today, so I am in the computer lab wasting time, putting off writing this paper.
So the book I'm reading for Criminology is, to say the least, Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080525293902044232004-03-28T18:54:00.000-07:002004-03-30T18:38:57.966-07:00I decided to come to the library because I thought it would be quieter and less distracting than at home. But then I pulled up into the parking lot and I saw a white Dodge Neon. I thought to myself, "Hmm, wouldn't it be weird if it had Montana license plates?" And as I pulled up closer, I noticed that it did, in fact have the Montana plates. For some reason now, I am all a-fluster and can't Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080334327082527482004-03-26T13:52:00.000-07:002004-03-26T13:55:33.043-07:00Just enough to pass the time away....
1) Who should play you in a movie about your life? Janeane Garofalo or Lisa Kudrow...depending on my mood on that deciding day.
2) What do you use to wash your hair? Because I am broke, but still have expensive taste, I was thrilled to find out that they now make a generic version of Pantene Pro V. So that is what I currently have in my shower
3) Your Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080202533030415652004-03-25T01:15:00.000-07:002004-03-25T22:57:15.500-07:00Alright, the lyrics to "As Lovers Go" by Dashboard Confessional
She said, "I've gotta be honest.
You're wasting time if your're fishing round here."
And I said, "You must be mistaken,
'Cause I'm not fooling.
This feeling is real."
And she said, "You've gotta be crazy.
What do you take me for, some kind of easy mark?
You got wits, you got looks, you got passion,
But I swear that you've got me Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080201794229145982004-03-25T01:03:00.000-07:002004-03-25T01:20:52.780-07:00Bleh.
Josh annoys me sometimes. He spent 40 minutes in my room talking about nothing and whining about how he wanted to go get nachos. I was hoping that he would go away if I talked as little as possible to him, but he stayed. Sometimes I just need "me" time. I think I need "me" time a little more than others sometimes.
I watched the all-new episode of "The O.C." tonight. I am not as Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080099746960330112004-03-23T20:42:00.000-07:002004-03-23T20:48:36.293-07:00People suck. Every single last one of them. Well most of them anyway. I'm going to sleep now.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1080020873210101932004-03-22T22:47:00.000-07:002004-03-22T22:51:13.670-07:00Hmmm.
Not really much to report. I am not proud of my decision-making skills as of late. When will I ever learn? I will spare you all the boring details. Bottom line: I'm crazy.
I finally wisened up and decided that I should start managing my Columbia House account online instead of constantly forgetting to send back those stupid little cards, and I end up having to pay for CD's I don't Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079709655881899612004-03-19T08:20:00.000-07:002004-03-19T08:24:11.950-07:00Some idiot next door has been obsessively knocking on the door for literally a half-hour now. Give up already, they're not answering!! I'm such a morning person.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079539257997823892004-03-17T09:00:00.000-07:002004-03-17T10:58:34.013-07:00"Ireland called. They want their green back."
You'd think a leprechaun threw up on me or something (yes I am convinced that leprechauns *must* have green vomit because of all the green beer they probably drink). Currently, I am wearing green pants, two green shirts, a green sweater, and a green bandana. I couldn't find my green socks but there is a touch of green on them anyway. I even wore Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079506096355729562004-03-16T23:48:00.000-07:002004-03-16T23:52:17.873-07:00Man, I started buying the cute little 8 oz cans of diet pepsi because I just can't handle the full 12 ounces most days. Today when I was buying soda, I felt like diet vanilla pepsi, which does not come in the cute 8 oz cans. I just cracked open a vanilla pepsi of the 12 oz persuasion, and got an 8 oz can right next to it. Looking at it, the 12 oz can could totally beat up the 8 oz can.
Ben Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079493972553579472004-03-16T20:26:00.000-07:002004-03-16T20:29:25.263-07:00Hi.
I'm through being overly-emotional and dramatic, by the way.
Marie and I are fine, life is fine. I'm going to stick with WHV until the summer, at least and then I will start looking for a job again. I need insurance anyway, and now that Marie's leaving and I just don't care anymore, I finally worked up the nerve to ask Lee to have Tuesday nights off.
I finally got my monster truck Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079412040495682522004-03-15T21:40:00.000-07:002004-03-15T21:43:51.920-07:00It must be Monday. I'm tired, I'm cranky, and the world better watch out for the wrath of Beth. I think that the Monday after spring break is 100 times worse than regular Mondays. Where did that whole week go? I didn't accomplish anything at all. Life goes on, I suppose.
Marie is mad at me. Or rather, she won't talk to me because she thinks I'm mad at her, even though I told her I wasn't.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079389835840545522004-03-15T15:30:00.000-07:002004-03-15T15:41:30.013-07:00So I didn't get the job at Menards.
Maybe after a while when I'm old and still work at WHV, I can work out an arrangement where I can work so many hours to live in the guest room or something. That sounds awesome.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079381621241091072004-03-15T13:13:00.000-07:002004-03-15T13:16:52.403-07:00So Marie called me today and left two voicemails saying that I should call Menards ASAP. So I did, assuming they called me at work (I had work listed as my daytime phone number because I am a retard), and since I am not phone savvy, I stumbled over everything, saying that I was told to call them. They told me they were still making decisions about who to hire, blah blah blah, and they're havingBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079317901793165702004-03-14T19:31:00.000-07:002004-03-14T19:35:17.250-07:00I am so tired.
I keep sitting here trying to think of things to do to occupy my time since it's only 7:30, but all I really want to do is crawl into bed and go to sleep.
*yawn*
This was the greatest entry ever. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079281245921435182004-03-14T09:20:00.000-07:002004-03-14T19:23:14.780-07:00I had a busy weekend. I think I did more on Friday and Saturday than I did the whole spring break. Friday Marie and I hung out with Abdul at Borders. Of course I forgot that on Fridays, they usually have those live performance thingies, so there was no where for us to sit. So we ended up sitting by the CD's in the children's section and talking. It was a lot of fun. Then we went home and Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1079071335375974832004-03-11T23:02:00.000-07:002004-03-11T23:08:34.513-07:00My mom is crazy. She's the most paranoid person ever. And she really has no idea how the internet works. I think it almost scares her. But she's so cute. Example:
Mom (8:42:52 PM): When I am talking to you there's not away that anyone else can see what I'm writing right?
Me (8:43:02 PM): nope
Me (8:43:10 PM): like who?
Mom (8:43:21 PM): What if someone wants to talk to me but I don't want Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078982389787333112004-03-10T22:19:00.000-07:002004-03-10T22:23:41.560-07:00I have just recently been reminded of my high school German class days where we watched a terribly cheesy music video with an even cheesier song. The song was called "Millionär" by Die Prinzen. Just for fun, I thought I would see if they had the song on Kazaa. And you know what? They do. I've been listening to the song on repeat because I am just that awesome. I wish that some of my German Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078895986654423682004-03-09T22:19:00.000-07:002004-03-09T22:22:50.326-07:00Who needs TV when you can hear Marie and Dustin bickering in their room next-door? That's a made-for-TV drama in itself. (I really wish I could find my remote.)
I made shirts for Marie and me that are totally awesome. Marie's says "I'm with Jerry" on the front and "Costanza" on the back. Mine says "I'm with George" on the front and "Seinfeld" on the back. Just the other day we were Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078699261347879842004-03-07T15:41:00.000-07:002004-03-07T15:44:48.826-07:00I found my wallet! Yay! I stopped by the theater today, and they found it! I looked in it, and everything was still in tact. I was delighted to find that I still had my seven dollars and 54 cents, my credit cards, and my Starsky and Hutch ticket stub. Everything else could have been missing and I wouldn't have cared.
The song, "Better" by Jason Mraz has been stuck in my head lately. MostlyBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078644043637679982004-03-07T00:20:00.000-07:002004-03-07T00:23:43.450-07:00I forgot to mention that I'm on a talking strike at work. A couple days ago I had a "coaching" (pretty much a pre-write-up) with the bosses, and they told me that I talk way too much, and my talking has become a distraction to my coworkers. I've been working there for four years, and when I first started if they would have given me this lecture, I would have just taken it all in, told them I Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078640200768133402004-03-06T23:16:00.000-07:002004-03-06T23:19:40.576-07:00I'm tired. But I feel like I should blog.
We went to see Starsky and Hutch last night. It was awesome. Will Ferrell should marry me. At one point in the movie, I said to Karen, "This movie would be better if Will Ferrell was in it." And not long after, Will Ferrell (aka Big Earl) is on the screen sporting a hair net and making Owen Wilson show him his belly button. That's what I call Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078389661292581622004-03-04T01:41:00.000-07:002004-03-04T22:22:09.343-07:00For some reason I found this song lyric to be way too amusing:
"As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs, and sit alone & wonder, how you're making out, but as for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone making out." -- Dashboard Confessional from the song "Screaming Infidelities"
Oh those crazy guys. I'm probably not supposed to find that kind of stuff entertaining, but I do. So Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078343229665767042004-03-03T12:47:00.000-07:002004-03-03T15:35:42.060-07:00Last night I had a dream that in order to cure one of the WHV residents of schizophrenia, I had to pretend to be a giant mouse with two trays taped onto my head for the ears, and a bicycle helmet strapped around my stomach for a belly.
Huh. That's all I have to say.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078298600802943202004-03-03T00:23:00.000-07:002004-03-03T00:26:15.280-07:00In case anyone is unsure of the date, I have five 2004 calendars taking up space on the walls in my room. I really don't notice all of the calendars until it is a new month and I am forced to switch the month on each one. I started with one calendar, but then as we settled into the new year, the calendars got cheaper and cheaper, and I cannot pass up a good bargain.
I didn't get my cool Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078208557555479572004-03-01T23:22:00.000-07:002004-03-01T23:25:30.670-07:00A couple minutes ago, I spit hot tea all over my hand and onto the floor. Not even for an entertaining reason like someone making me laugh so hard that I couldn't hold in my liquids (Liquids? That sounds weird, and somewhat wrong) anymore, but because I was retarded enough to take a huge gulp when it was still piping hot. Since it was burning my mouth, I couldn't be forced to swallow, so I Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078159807024700912004-03-01T09:50:00.000-07:002004-03-01T09:56:57.513-07:00I have just spent the past hour reading some more of my archives. Rereading things that I've written in the past seriously makes me cringe. It's embarrassing what I thought at the time was fit to be in an online journal that anyone can read. If it helps, I feel so much more grown up now. No I don't. Back when I had no friends, blogger was my friends. And blogger is still my friend.
Haha, Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078156985449856552004-03-01T09:03:00.000-07:002004-03-01T09:05:58.046-07:00Snow Day!! I woke up at 7:00 this morning, turned on my radio, and waited for the words I'd been longing to hear since last night: "No Class at School of Mines." After that I was too excited to go back to sleep, but I managed to drift off a little bit. Until Marie came into my room at 8:00 and informed me that WHV pretty much decided for me that I was going to work since I didn't have school.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1078128633733448512004-03-01T01:10:00.000-07:002004-03-01T01:15:19.093-07:00I just figured out how to get into my archives and have them published on the blog (Jim, if I remember correctly, you were having trouble with your archives. I figured out that if you go to the tab that says "Publishing," next to "View Blog," and you click on "Republish entire site," it should put your archives up there. I hope that made sense). I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1077900316725884202004-02-27T09:45:00.000-07:002004-02-27T09:48:05.170-07:00Haha.
I hope that someday we will be able to put away our fears and prejudices and just laugh at people.
-- Jack Handey
Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1077558738373199962004-02-23T10:52:00.000-07:002004-02-23T20:10:11.123-07:00The people at Tech can be so boring sometimes. I'm not sure why, but it annoys me. In my American Lit class, we were supposed to write parodies of certain poems, and I had some great ideas but they were shot down. I wanted to parody the poem, "This is Just to Say" because I knew it would be great and hilarious, but we settled on "In a Station of the Metro" because it was the shortest. I Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1077342034504814742004-02-20T22:40:00.000-07:002004-02-20T22:45:43.873-07:00Today feels like a numbered list entry.
What's going on in Bethland:
1. A few days ago Marie and I bought mini skateboards for $5
2. Then we shopped around for real skateboards and settled upon "build it yourself skateboards" from Wal-Mart for $9.50
3. Apparently bargain shopping is so important to me that I have to name the price of everything that I buy
4. I had the day off today and I did Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1077009985189806692004-02-17T02:26:00.000-07:002004-02-17T02:29:00.030-07:00I haven't blogged in a while, so I think it's about time.
Right now, I feel really content with life. I know that it's the wee hours of the morning so I'm in a woozy tired state that might leave with a false sense of contentment. And I know for a fact that life will not be so great when I wake up for work tomorrow with not even enough sleep and people have to deal with cranky sleep-deprived Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1076571092084047152004-02-12T00:31:00.000-07:002004-02-12T00:34:00.110-07:00So Marie might be leaving to Canada for a while in the summer. According to Josh, she wasn't going to tell me unless the situation came up and when I asked her if she still wanted to see the BNL concert in Sioux City, the situation came up. Her mom is sick with cancer. She's been sick for a while, but now that the cancer has spread to her liver, they're giving her nine months to live.
Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1076267557494891632004-02-08T12:12:00.000-07:002004-02-08T20:11:41.686-07:00I go to Wal-Mart quite frequently, maybe 2 or three times per week. Partly because I have nothing better to do, and partly because they have cheap stuff and they are always open. One of the most recent bargains I found was a set of ten puzzles for $10. It came with five 500 piece puzzles, three 750 piece puzzles, and two 1000 piece puzzles. How could I pass up something like that? So since IBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1076138446824965242004-02-07T00:20:00.000-07:002004-02-07T00:23:08.200-07:00Today was really good. I somehow made it through school unharmed, and I came home excited about the fact that I wouldn't even have to go to work at 4:00. I made plans with my mom to rent movies and watch them at her house. We bought snackies in the Gilmore Girls fashion (meaning lots of snacks, no holding back, except we don't have the ability to hold back the weight like they do), and we wereBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1076052809420158342004-02-06T00:33:00.000-07:002004-02-06T00:35:49.310-07:00In rereading some of my posts from previous months, I feel like I had more things to say back then. Things that were actually relatively interesting. But now I'm just like, "Blah blah blah, I don't know what I'm talking about." Everything in the quotes is to be imagined being said in a Bullwinkle voice, by the way.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075912302706270192004-02-04T09:31:00.000-07:002004-02-04T09:34:00.590-07:00Hello. It's Wednesday already. I would like it to be Friday more than ever, please. Preferably Friday at 1:00. That would be great, thanks.
Yesterday Marie and I went to various stores and spent some money. We had a conversation about how I hate saying hi to people if I see them in a public place, even if I like them. I then had to explain that I would say hi to her if I saw her because Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075792019025162352004-02-03T00:06:00.000-07:002004-02-03T00:09:15.280-07:00Tonight we had an ice cream social in our home and played some Pictionary. But the high point of the evening was when Aspyn was in the bathroom drinking out of the toilet. Instead of trying to stop him, the second Dustin said he was drinking out of the toilet, everyone was like "Whoa! I want to see!" Then we all crowded around the bathroom door to watch him. Perhaps too entertaining for our Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075700313248520892004-02-01T22:38:00.000-07:002004-02-01T22:40:47.686-07:00I wish I had a friend named Smitty. Because with all of the Superbowl madness that has gone on today, I was thinking how cool it would be to be able to say, "Yeah, Smitty came over and we watched the big game." So if your name is Smitty or you want to be nicknamed Smitty, and you want to be my friend, keep in mind that I am currently taking applications.
Yeah, I've told myself a thousand timesBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075536899186014062004-01-31T01:14:00.000-07:002004-01-31T01:19:52.593-07:00Alright, here it is. This is the list of songs that give me hope. For your viewing pleasure, I even took the time to provide some lyrics to the various songs. This really only proves that I have way too much time on my hands. It took me the better part of an hour to find all of the lyrics and put them on here. Yep. If I have time tomorrow, I might just have to burn all of these songs to CD.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075523438254444922004-01-30T21:30:00.000-07:002004-01-30T23:28:01.936-07:00Being the typical Gemini that I am, I am continuously contradicting myself.
I hate Valentine's Day, mostly because I've never had a boyfriend (except for once but it was long-distance and I didn't even get to spend time with him, I could only talk to him on the phone), and since it is a day for all the lovers, I tend to be miserable this time of year. Despite the fact that I hate the holiday,Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075439541401834582004-01-29T22:12:00.000-07:002004-01-30T20:53:47.530-07:00There is nothing cuter than a cat with the hiccups. But at the same time, with every hiccup, I'm always scared her little life. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1075368949527607792004-01-29T02:35:00.000-07:002004-01-29T02:38:59.670-07:00It's 2:30 in the morning and I can't sleep, so I'm listening to Jewel's "You Were Meant For Me" in the dark. God, I'm such a teenage girl.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1074836695862049132004-01-22T22:44:00.000-07:002004-01-22T22:53:16.076-07:00I am so tired of ignorant, closed-minded people. I don't even know why I bother trying to to "pry their minds open" because they'll still be stupid and closed-minded and I'll still end up being pissed off.
Like I've said many times, I am really not very opinionated, but on the things that I do have an opinion on, boy will you hear about it. Instead of talking it over like a civilized person,Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1074709293757540032004-01-21T11:21:00.000-07:002004-01-21T11:23:33.326-07:00Yeah, I haven't done a real post in a while. Mostly because I usually have nothing of interest to write about. For example, the most interesting thing that has happened to me over the past week is that I bought some French toast-flavored pop tarts yesterday and it is the best thing my mouth has ever tasted. And probably some other stuff happened, but I can't remember.
Even now I don't feel Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1074233445789468032004-01-15T23:10:00.000-07:002004-01-15T23:12:38.186-07:00I stole this from some place:
"Put your mp3 player on shuffle. Post the first 30 songs that come up. DON'T eliminate any songs that you're ashamed to like."
1. Island in the Sun -- Weezer
2. Take Control -- Weezer
3. Break Stuff -- Limp Bizkit
4. www.memory -- Alan Jackson
4. Dope Nose -- Weezer
5. Kissable, Huggable, Unbelievable -- Diamond Rio
6. Secret Smile -- Semisonic
7. After an Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073681363180419912004-01-09T13:49:00.000-07:002004-01-09T13:51:06.670-07:00Just a quick summary of my classes so far:
American Lit II: Shouldn't be too painful, provided I do the reading. I was not punished severely for not having my book, and I was out of there in 15 minutes.
Intro to Logic: I'm definitely not sure about this class. I had the same professor in philosophy last semester and aced it, but I have a feeling this class might be different. Also he said Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073666994264789812004-01-09T09:49:00.000-07:002004-01-09T10:50:13.450-07:00For some reason today, I'm feeling really freakin' antsy. I'm not usually like this on the first day of school, or at least I haven't been in a while. However, today I feel all jittery and nervous. I am sure it has something to do with the fact that I'm so not prepared. I have no books at all, I don't even have a new student ID card, I forgot all of my notebooks at home, and I don't even knowBethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073627163218948232004-01-08T22:46:00.000-07:002004-01-08T22:47:45.920-07:00So school starts tomorrow and I really haven't prepared myself at all. It just occurred to me yesterday that I'm going to need some books. It really hasn't fazed me that school has even started. It's like tomorrow's just another day, except I just happen to be going back to school. I don't even know where any of my classes are, because I haven't even taken the time to look. I dropped my 8:00Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073346088601838762004-01-05T16:41:00.000-07:002004-01-05T16:43:07.030-07:00I'm getting tired of all of this "Atkins-Friendly" stuff that they're coming out with in restaurants. But that's just me. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073345982343637942004-01-05T16:39:00.000-07:002004-01-05T16:41:20.793-07:00I've been in my pajamas all day long. It's freezing outside, and I have no intention of going anywhere, so I thought, "Why not?" Sometimes you just have to do that. It soothes my soul. Or some nonsense like that. It's the next-best thing to staying in bed all day, although I've never done that because that would get pretty boring.
Full House is pretty stupid. But yet I can't seem to Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073203887325549252004-01-04T01:11:00.000-07:002004-01-04T01:13:03.983-07:00I found Josh's screenplay! Yay!
In other news, I have almost finished cleaning my room, and I have decorated it with Christmas lights. It gives it a very festive/cozy/dim/tacky look. I love it. I also bought Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer flannel sheets. They were on sale, and I do love anything with Hermey on it, so I bought some. They would be on my bed right now, but my darling Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073176075669321172004-01-03T17:27:00.000-07:002004-01-04T01:05:27.793-07:00I have made a decision (not a very important one, but a decision nonetheless). The best episode of Seinfeld, in my opinion, is "The Voice." Jerry, George, and the like all joke around that Jerry's girlfriend's belly button talks to him at night when she goes to sleep (because her stomach makes noises when she sleeps). So throughout the episode, they all greet each other with a "Hellllooo! La Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073156491278919992004-01-03T12:01:00.000-07:002004-01-03T12:03:07.356-07:00I've got a huge project ahead of me. After sitting around for 3 hours doing nothing but watching Seinfeld, I have decided to tackle the unthinkable. That's right, I'm cleaning my closet. I'll say it's about damn time. Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1073146126422103222004-01-03T09:08:00.000-07:002004-01-03T09:10:22.233-07:00Yeah, I haven't blogged in a few days. The mood just doesn't seem to strike me like it used to. Hope everyone's New Year is starting off well. I haven't decided whether or not this new year will be good for me or not. I suppose only time will tell, but so far my year is off to a wonderful start. As far as New Year's Resolutions go, mine is the same every year, except hopefully this year I Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1072679773451958342003-12-28T23:36:00.000-07:002003-12-28T23:37:41.780-07:00Sometimes I just can't tolerate stupid questions, even if people are just trying to help out. I lost Josh's screenplay for his TV show. I don't know how I lost it or where it went, but I have torn apart my room numerous times looking for that damn thing. I was running out of places to look for it, so I asked if I could look under Marie and Dustin's bed. Dustin asked why it would be in there, Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1072508285075512382003-12-26T23:58:00.000-07:002003-12-26T23:59:30.496-07:00I have been downloading a whole bunch of Queer as Folk episodes and then secretly watching them because I don't have the patience to wait and watch them with Marie and Josh. It's quite scandalous. How sad am I?Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1072168874607736962003-12-23T01:41:00.000-07:002003-12-23T01:42:35.110-07:00Tonight was cuh-razy (my new favorite word)!! Marie and I thought it would be festive to celebrate the first day of winter, so we played a whole bunch of board games. The game, "Loaded Questions" was fun until I made the mistake of answering a question in a rather racy way, and nobody would let it go.
I have gone "Karaoke CD" crazy (I mean cuh-razy) on Ebay. So far I have bid on a George Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1072072359515223742003-12-21T22:52:00.000-07:002003-12-21T22:53:58.373-07:00I haven't really felt like posting much in this thing. I don't really feel much like posting now, but I have things to say, so I will force myself to blog anyway.
As I mentioned before, my dad came to Rapid this weekend. We didn't really do much, but it was still nice to see him. Yesterday, we went to TGIFriday's for lunch, and for once I wasn't with a stupid Air Force guy, and I didn't get Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071805488878071732003-12-18T20:44:00.000-07:002003-12-18T20:46:03.966-07:00My latest search referral: Lesbian bandana colors.
Huh.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071735134638644792003-12-18T01:12:00.000-07:002003-12-18T01:13:28.966-07:00It's 1:00 in the am and I just got finished baking some cookies. Well actually, I'm nowhere near finished, as I have another batch to make tomorrow, and I have to frost them as well. Fun fun. I don't really mind baking. I wonder why I don't do it more often. It's probably my lack of patience and lack of funds that keeps me away.
Tonight we went to another show at Trebleshooter's. We Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071388781948708332003-12-14T00:59:00.000-07:002003-12-14T01:18:38.246-07:00I'm thinking about applying for the weekend receptionist job at WHV. Apparently two of the weekend ladies are quitting, so Mandy told me that I should fill out an application. I doubt I would be making more money, but maybe it would get me some more hours. I think I'd have a pretty good shot at getting the job because Marilyn and Judy, the people doing interviews, seem to like me. And the Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071373224113932072003-12-13T20:40:00.000-07:002003-12-13T20:42:51.950-07:00I think tonight's going to be movie night. Maybe the theme will be "Movies that have Christmas in them, but aren't Christmas movies." That makes perfect sense to me, but it sounds weird. Movies like "Miracle on 34th Street" and "Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer" would be Christmas movies. And movies like "While You Were Sleeping," Serendipity," and "Bridget Jones' Diary" would be "Movies that Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071262402129402082003-12-12T13:53:00.000-07:002003-12-12T13:54:28.610-07:00Why is it I never seem to remember that dancing like an idiot for hours at a time will lead to pain and discomfort in the neck the next day? Ow.
The good news is, I'm all done for the semester! As far as tests and things go, I really could have done better on my Marriage and Family test, but I didn't do too bad. I *think* my Abnormal Psych test went alright. Flashcards seem to work for me.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071209419050843592003-12-11T23:10:00.000-07:002003-12-12T14:26:03.920-07:00I should really study for my two tests I have tomorrow, but I feel like blogging first instead.
Tonight was definitely one of the weirdest nights I've ever experienced. Josh (not the one who lives with us) invited Marie and me to see some bands that were playing at Trebleshooters, and since we love acting like dorks in public, we thought it would be fun. When we arrived there, we knew from Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071126822098645892003-12-11T00:13:00.000-07:002003-12-11T00:14:47.076-07:00Today was my first day off in 9 days. I was supposed to get things done today. I needed to clean my room, run some errands, and study for my two finals that I have on Friday. But instead I half-heartedly started on cleaning my room (meaning I moved a couple things and put in one load of laundry that I never even took out), watched a lot of TV, went to K-Mart, and watched more Queer as Folk Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071112127378655562003-12-10T20:08:00.000-07:002003-12-11T00:03:46.420-07:00I made some changes on the ol' blog. Added some comments and some links. I did it all by myself. So proud. Fragments. Lots of fragments.Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3693211.post-1071043147642501982003-12-10T00:59:00.000-07:002003-12-10T01:00:10.700-07:00I am dressed like a rainbow has thrown up all over me. I am awesome. Allow me to write a brief description of my choice of wardrobe: From the top: Magenta bandana with random colored dots on it. Multi-colored shirt with crazy designs on it. Pink capris with flowers on them. Striped rainbow-colored socks. I have decided to wear this ensemble for my speech tomorrow. Interestingly enough, Bethtastichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15523595220110159773noreply@blogger.com