Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Edward P. Jones is reading at SLC tonight. He won the Pulitzer Prize last year. That's why I'm going, I feel like we have a lot in common-He won the Pulitzer Prize and I'm going to win it. I figure we have a lot to talk about. hee hee:) Seriously though, I'm reading his book right now and it's really good.
It's currently 8:21. I have class at 11:30. And yet, I'm trying to convince myself that I dont have enough time to workout.
Have everyone seen Mean Girls yet? I'm highly reccomending (sp?) it, it's completely hilarious.
As you can see I'm trying to kill time so that I actually wont have enough time to work out....

Friday, September 24, 2004

Why do people have to go and make my blood boil?

This is the letter I wrote to Budget. They're trying to screw me over.
Read it.

I was thinking that it would be funny if at the end I wrote
P.S. You're an assclown.
Rob didn't think that sounded very professional, so I left it out.

P.P.S. My sister is going to yell at me for saying assclown.
P.P.P.S. So is my dad. Sorry dad. I'm standing in the corner.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Writing Sample

So I'm taking this Craft of Nonfiction class (which I dont like, if you're curious) and each week we have to write a 300 word essay on something. This week we had to write about relatives.
Read my essay here.
ARE YOU REGISTERED TO VOTE?
If not, you have one week from Saturday to do it!!
Thank you and have a nice day.
(I'm Laura W., and I approve this message)

Monday, September 20, 2004

From the Does This Ever Happen To You? files

So three times yesterday, I'm all cruising along in my car, listening to the radio ("Connecticut's soft contemporary 99.9... soft, but still contemporary") And I'm all loving the song which is soft, but by no means contemporary, and then I pull up to a stop light. And I get all embarrassed, because it's one thing to listen to Can You Feel the Love Tonight by yourself, but quite another when someone is next to you and could potentially look over and say "what the hell are you listening to?" So then I have to roll up my windows, because Im too self conscious to enjoy my song at this point, but not enough that I'm willing to turn the station. So then we get going and i put the windows down (cause its hot) and then I pull up to another light five minutes later and up they go again. Sounds wussy, but if you are willing to listen to Im Forever Yours (Faithfully...) in traffic, you are a braver person than me. I will say however, that I kept them down for Straight Up Now Tell Me.

Friday, September 17, 2004

"So, the other day, I was thinking about how I should like history, but.. I still don't."-my sister

Thursday, September 16, 2004

In recap...

So Michael Moore came and spoke at my school on Monday. It got way too intense, so it took me this long to come up with what I was going to write. On one hand, I think that he is a bit defensive. Because really, if you make movies about controversial subjects, you should be prepared to deal with lots of dissenting opinions. On the other hand, I feel like younger people who admire him think of him as this like, god or something. They think that he has all the answers. Like this kid that raises his hand and asks him "so how are we going to get out of Iraq?" and he's like "I don't know, I didn't think that we should have gone in the first place" and the kid is like "yeah, but now that we're there, how do we get out without it being taken over by warlords and stuff" and he's like "seriously, I don't know" and they got mad at him. Seriously people, he's not your elected official who's job is to come up with policies- he's a filmmaker who just so happens to expose government lie type stuff. I don't think that just because you say "our government is wrong" that you should have to say "and here's how I plan to fix it" Isn't it enough to show that something's wrong? Isn't that kind of like the first step to changing it? Anyways- so I have this thing where I get really really nervous for people. Like, if someone stands up and asks a dumb question, I get nervous for them like it was me that was doing it. There were several points where I almost had to leave because I was so nervous and embarrassed. One of the girls had been arrested for protesting at the RNC and she stood up and asked him if he would pay the legal costs for the 12 people who had been arrested from the school. Um... No. This is what I'm talking about- they're like "oh, Michael Moore, he hates the Republicans, he'll help us fight injustice by paying for our legal fees" Seriously people, he's not your liberal sugar daddy, it's not going to happen.
Things My Apartment Is Currently Hotter Than

*Cement that's so hot you could fry an egg on it
*Cancun, Me-hee-co
*My last apartment
*A hot tin roof that a cat is on
*Hell
*The room that Nelly is in that's so hot he wants to take all his clothes off
*The "Firehouse" sandwich composed of jalapenos, tabasco, and garlic that I, like an idiot, ordered
*James Brown's hottub

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Hey, curious what I don't want to do? READ THIS BIG DUMB BOOK FOR TOMORROW!! I have to read this memoir buy this guy who, pardon me for saying so, didn't really have the most captivating of lives. It supposed to be read by tomorrow, with a 300 word essay to accompany it. I'm on page 5. It's 388 pages long. It's 11 p.m.
Hey, I was in Brooklyn tonight at McSweeneys. Want to know what driving on the major highways around here reminds me of? MarioCart. It's like, "wow, I'm going really fast. Hope I don't crash... certainly are a lot of turns... lots of fast cars..."
Yeah. Gotta go read.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

My new Times Square friends.







Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Seriously, this place has multiple personalities. This morning, I'm on my way to school, I get out to my car at 9:05. There is no parking on my street from 9am to 11am on Tuesdays because it's street cleaner day. So of course, there's already a ticket on my car, because they were probably sitting there waiting at 8:59 so they could nail me cause they're JERKS. And this is no $15 dollar Kalamazoo ticket. $55 freaking dollars for parking on the street for 5 minutes too long! I was so mad. So I get in my car and go to school and I park and then I'm walking into the gym and the parking attendant pulls over to me and he's like "do you have a parking sticker on your car?" and I'm like "yeah". And he's like the nicest guy in the world. He's like "oh, how is the parking here? do you ever have any problems finding a spot? what about at night? is the lot lit well enough? well, if you ever have any problems, you come and tell us and we'll take care of it for you." Um... what? Do you remember the WMU parking nazis? what the heck is this guy doing being nice? OKAY, WHATS UP WITH YOU, YONKERS? ARE YOU MEAN AND SPITEFUL OR ARE YOU NICE AND HELPFUL? WHY DONT YOU MAKE UP YOUR FREAKING MIND?? SERIOUSLY YONKERS, DO YOU WANT TO FIGHT ME? GET YOUR DUKES UP.I started my new job today, and I was making file folders for all the new students. I did like 400 folders and I messed up on like 10 of them, so I just put them in the bottom of the box. So when I was getting ready to leave my boss is kind of looking at the folders. Is ten folders out of 400 a lot to waste? can you fire someone for accidently wasting folders? cause, i thought it would be better to start over than to cross off the mistake and write over it. That looks kind of unprofessional, right? Seriously, for the next two days I'll be convinced that I'm going to get fired for this.

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Hippie State University

So, I go to a hippie school. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but at the same time it's completely hilarious. You know how you would always see all the people in Abercrombie at Western, especially the freshman? No. Skirts. Long flowy skirts. Lots of layered clothes and non-matching clothes. Head scarves galore. Lots of anti-Bush tee shirts.
But this isn't even the half of it. The undergrads have no majors. They're supposed to have a well-rounded education, so there are no majors, you're supposed to touch on a little of everything. Also, no grades. Nope. Just evaluations that the teachers write out for each student (which they can do because there is a max of 15 students to a class and 2 classes to a professor). And lastly, I was helping run registration for undergrads this week (when I say 'helping', i mean 'desperate for money and working') A bunch of them came in late and they're like "I didnt get to register because I got arrested" Yeah, like a huge group of them got arrested for protesting at the Republican National Convention.

Also, I'd like to take this opportunity to suggest that everyone get Netflix. It's awesome. $22 a month, you get as many movies as you want, up to three at a time. So I order them, it takes one day to get here, I watch them, I send them back (which takes one day), and they send me the next three that are in my 'queue'. It's awesome. And postage is paid both ways. Get it. Or else.

Did laundry today. Big fun.


Updates.
Here are some new pictures so my mom can see how the cool curtains she made me look in our apartment.
Also, go back to the "Flea Market Post" for a new picture.

Friday, September 03, 2004

Go Here. Laugh while you are there.

www.hamsterman.com

Thursday, September 02, 2004

Ha.
Read Me



Wednesday, September 01, 2004

joseph.

you think I can just update on a whim? I'm an artist, damnit! I update when I have a stroke of brilliance only. Which is why I havent updated lately.. just kiddin, im just lazy, i'll get on it

In other news, you know how in classes there will always be at least one 'older' student who feels the need to raise their hand ALL the time and blah on for hours? My sister has decided that next time that happens she's going to knaw their arm off and be like "sorry buddy, but you've been using it a bit too much."