Current Mood:  ha

In great Winther family tradition I've come home and stolen all the new things that my family has gotten since I was last home.
So far I've acquired Where In the World Is Carmen Sandiego and Oregon Trail II, as well as a Sparty keychain from Danny. By far the best thing though, is a shirt that Danny got from this site. He has (and by that, I mean I now have) the Hippo shirt. I want the Oregon Trail one.

My neighbors are doing one of the following things:
1. Having a big fight
2. Having a fun party
3. Proclaiming their everlasting love for one another to the world

I can't tell which because they're speaking Spanish, but whatever they're doing, they're doing it with some serious conviction.

I saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory tonight. I seriously loved it. Johnny Depp did the wierdest Willy Wonka, it was great.

And now for bed because I have a whole day jam-packed with Bursar's Office fun just waiting for me in the morning. I'll be up all night in giddy anticipation.

90% of the girls on MTV wear way too much makeup, and it makes them look like transvestites.

Current Mood:  immersed in the stench that just won't end

Smelly Dogs, Smelly Dogs, What Are They Feeding You?

You know, considering that I have never liked dogs, I think I've been pretty good about the whole dogwalking/dogsitting thing. I've reached the end of my rope. Listen, these dogs SMELL. Seriously, how is it possible that anything can smell this bad? I'm not talking about I catch a wiff of dog breath every once in a while, I mean the whole house smells. Abnormally so. I'm constantly walking around the house thinking that one of them has had an accident. And one of them just got sprayed by a skunk and you can still smell it on her.
The situation is not helped by the fact that they seem to be stalking me. It doesn't matter what I do, if i get up they get up and follow me into the next room. I'M GETTING CLAUSTROPHOBIC.
I have to go now. And it has nothing to do with the season premiere of Laguna Beach.

Current Mood:  just woke up from a nap
Currently Playing:  'Too Hot' Coolio

I've been swallowed by the television...

For like the last seven months or so I've totally not been into anything on TV except for Desperate Housewives, so when that ended in the beginning of May we've barely turned on the TV. Entire weeks have passed where the TV hasn't been turned on.
That seems to be over.
TLC got some sweet shows while I was on TV vacation. There's one called Moving Up that I really like, but my favorite is Property Ladder. It's about 'flippers', who buy real estate, renovate it inexpensively and sell it to make a profit. My sister would be an AWESOME flipper, as she is the queen of home improvement.
Also looking forward to Hogan Knows Best, and I'm not proud of that....

I Heart Wet Dogs
I get to old lady's house today, and it's raining quite heavily here, so I'm expecting her to say "Laura, you don't have to walk her in the rain."
No. No, that's not what she said.
Anyone else walked around for a halfhour in a downpour lately?
The dog was none too pleased either and kept shaking itself off right next to me, so not only was I sopping wet, I was sopping wet in dog-water.
Do you know what the lady said to me when I got back to the house? She starts laughing and says "WELL! You must be soaking wet!"
are we being serious here?
Then I went home and changed before going back to work, but I haven't done laundry in a while so I end up wearing light blue athletic pants with a light green hoodie. I look colorblind.
On the upside, I'm having pizza for dinner.
Buuuutt.. that doesn't quite make it right.

Current Mood: I hate going to work
Currently Playing: Cruel Summer

Today is a Detroit Zoo Day. When I was in fifth grade we went on this field trip to the Detroit Zoo and my dad chaperoned, and you know how excited you were on the morning of a field trip when you were getting ready to go to school, but you knew you were going somewhere exciting and you got there and they put you in a group with your friends? PLUS, your parent was the chaperone. Well that particular day happened to be warm and kind of muggyish with lots of chirping birds, and we left in the morning when it wasn't very light out, so anytime it's like that outside it reminds me of Detroit Zoo Day.
On another Detroit Zoo fieldtrip I was in Megan Bennett's group and I got sick and puked in a trash can. Buuuutt.. I don't remember that as fondly.
I think the the Mini/Mini Plan has officially failed. My mom is miniature, only five feet tall, so we call her Mini. We knew she was getting a new car soon, because Danny's getting her car, so we were thinking, wouldn't it be great if Mini got a Mini Cooper?
She nixed it big time and she thinks she wants a Corolla instead.
Let's compare-
Min's hair blowing back in this cute, stylish Mini Convertible...

OR! Mini's... Antenna blowing back in this.. Corolla...

Let's have a vote. Should Min go for the Mini Cooper, her namesake? Or for the Bore-olla? I mean, Corolla? As a third option, I'd like to suggest this Tacoma for Min to rule the road in


And, what the hell, as a fourth option, how about this?


Oh yeah, Min, tearin up the Dunes...
My mom's never going to speak to me again.
Vote for your favorite in the comments, I feel confident it will have a profound impact on her decision.

This is a test. This is only a test.

Current Mood:  Cheerios with Bananas happy
Currently Playing:  Galileo, Indigo Girls

I love McSweeneys.
What To Do When Aliens Invade

Letters I've Been Meaning to Send

Dear Pharmecutical Companies-
Just read this on CNN. Okay, so I'm not a scientist, I know. So I got a D in Chemistry in High School. Still, I feel like I can confidently say, your product isn't exactly working, you know? Time to go back to the lab..
Love, Laura

Dear Desk I Bought for $5 from Kalamazoo College-
cc: ugly mishapen mattress
piece of crap futon frame held together with tape

I'm sorry to break the news to you but you've all been diagnosed with Terminal Crappiness and have exactly 12 months to live. Please understand, you are only still with us because we are not currently in a position to replace you. But this will be your final home. You've been put on notice, you will never see Michigan again. Enjoy your time here, it is limited. Maybe I'll put you all in the backseat of Rhonda Honda and you guys can do the Thelma and Louise thing.
Thanks and all, but we'll be seeing you.
Laura

So, we're at the track last night at 10, and I'm stretching and we're getting ready to go when this lady comes up to us all exasperated and says "Did you SEE that?!?!" Let me first tell you that the entire time we've been there, this woman has been standing on the side of the track flailing her arms around in some type of bizarre stretch/exercise thingy. Anyways, we're like "what?" and she's like "this homeless man! he was digging through the garbage! he was getting cans out! he was crazed (that is verbatim, she said 'he was crazed')!', he kept running into everything! I was scared!" Okay, I saw this guy, and he was not crazed, he was just collecting cans. But, exactly how do you say that to her? So I'm like "oh yeah?" and she says "I've never seen anything like it!" Rob, unlike me, does not feel the need to be nice to crazies. He says, very sarcastically, "You've never seen someone going through the trash?". So I hit him. This lady then goes on to tell me about how, in a town 20 minutes away, they take hardened criminals from the jails and allow them to come into town on a bus and walk around. She tells me they let rapists and murders out to shop. Eh he. Right lady. Anyways, Rob proceeds to put his headphones on and completely ignore the lady, while I am stuck there for a good 10 minutes while she tells me all about how there are criminals roaming the streets. How do these people find me?

The new apartment is awesome jawsome (copyright 2005, Dan Winther). The internet and cable were hooked up today and there will be pictures, but not right now because there are still boxes everywhere and it'll just look like a giant mess. I have a bedroom. An actual room that I can go into and shut the door, besides the bathroom.
This is real progress, people.