Saturday, January 31, 2009

I made thiz lolz

This my roommates cat, his name is Pants(another story for another day). He is the most wonderful being, evah!

Friday, January 30, 2009


Pride and Prejudice and Zombies

The Classic Regency Romance—Now with Ultra violent Zombie Mayhem!

I'm not sure what to think. I love, love, love Jane Austin and this sounds like a major travesty. I'm fairly positive this book isn't a farce, but at this point I'm not sure. On the other hand...zombies do make everything more interesting, right?

(Found via Book Ninja)


At the risk of outing myself as a serious dork, Avatar the Last Airbender is being made into a live action movie. The show is a cartoon (my mother deprived me of cartoons as a child. To make up for this deficiency I now watch shows meant for 12 year old boys in my spare time). They are going to RUIN it. I just, I don't think it will translate. The kung fu fighting goodness and cheesy characters will just not work unless they are drawn. How is Ang going to make all those sweet air bending moves? Yes, special effects, I know, I know. But it won't be the same.

Will I still go see the movie when it comes out in 2010 when I am a 23 year old women............(That elongated ellipse was for the mini panic attack I just had typing 23)


*I was going to find some really sweet photos of Avatar to post here to woo all three of four of you who read this to **go watch the show immediately, but I'm at work and it would look really odd if someone saw me looking through cartoon photos.

**Pretty good attempt at subliminal messaging, yes?

Thursday, January 29, 2009

New Best Thing EVAH!

The blog Feather (found via The Lil Bee) is probably the best thing to happen to my fashion taste/wardrobe in forever. Everyday Feather whips up an outfit for the weather that day. Partly cloudy, 38 degrees? Is it a crisp, sunny 31? No problem! Feather has you covered, literally, in cute, chic (and, le sigh, expensive) designs. I mean, how cute are these outfits?

Yes, this is where I found the boots I posted about below. I am not cool enough to actually go out and look for something like that on my own. This is what I have Google reader and the internet for.

Searching For:

These boots:

Or something very similar in a size 10. I've been searching the interweb but can only seem to find them in 7s and 8s.

Ready, Set....Stay

I was all set to go to class this morning but then (guys, there is about to be talk of 'girl stuff', you've been warned) my ovaries decided to wake up and start kicking me in the stomach, repeatedly. So I've decided to stay home, lounge in bed and read. I'm currently reading, for those who are interested:

Because I am cool and worldly. (I'm actually reading her autobiography but I couldn't find a picture) And this book:

Because I am going to LONDON! (Except that it's the 2008 ENGLAND version, Google, you have failed me).

However most likely I will either nap, or play the sims, or catch up on NCIS.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

There's alway one

In every class, there's always the one kid who needs to prove that he/she knows more/is better than everyone else. Why, I don't know. But there is always one.

In my Japanese section this person express their superior language skills by responding about half a second faster than the rest of the class. This means that when the teacher asks the whole class to respond there is one voice that is one word ahead. So if the teacher asked the class to say, "What was the weather like this weekend?" The answer, already jumbled because of the foreign language, becomes a mass of mumbo jumbo. For me, this means I can't tell if I'm actually responding correctly because this person also always assumes they are correct and makes sure to let the class know by speaking at a higher volume than everyone else.

So this post is for you Mr. I'm-better-at-Japanese-than-my-peers-and-need-to-show-this-by-being-an-ass, thanks for making a difficult language even harder.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009


On a truly less important/significant note than my previous post I want this shirt because I am really that cool.

I feel...accomplished!

Today I actually took the time to a) find out who my representatives are in the Washington State Legislature and b) write them! In case anyone is still reading, WA is cutting funding to higher education by 13%, which is a lot. We're talking like, millions of dollars to my University alone. As someone invested in the public educations system here I decided to let them know I don't like their 13% cut idea. Which resulted in this:

Dear Mr. Carlyle,

I am writing to express my concern over the suggested 13% budget cut to Washington's higher education facilities. As a junior at the University of Washington this cut will greatly effect me and my peers studies during the rest of our time at the U. I am especially concerned as the amount of money being cut to UW, at 13%, would be more than the College of Arts and Sciences' budget for one year. I want to be sure that I will have the same access to resources (both through student resource programs and professors, assistant professors, and TAs) as I finish my education as I did when I was accepted to the University. Thank you for your time and consideration on this point.



And I requested a response. Time to see if public servants are actually working for you!

Monday, January 26, 2009

What would you do?

What would you do if your son was at home? Crying all alone on the bedroom floor, 'cause he's hungry. And the only way to feed him is to, sleep with a man for a little bit of money. And his daddys gone, somewhere smoking rock now, in and out of lock-down I ain't got a job now. So for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life. Mmmm.

That's actually not the question I want to ask but that is the song that popped into my head when I said the phrase 'what would you do' out loud. That's 'What Would You Do' by City High possibly released in 2001 (Google did not immediately give me the year so I'm not going to search for it) in case anyone was curious.

ANYWAY-What would you do if your roommate (roommate #4) decided to have sex with her boyfriend at 4:30 in the afternoon when you are still home? In the room next to yours with walls that have the sound retention equivalent of those paper sliding doors they have in Japan? I thought there was some sort of unspoken rule about not having sex when your roommates are home but, apparently I was wrong.

If you're me you turn on your loudest music possible (Rage Against The Machine) and point your laptop at her wall. This works well for two reasons 1) It's Rage Against The Machine which is by default loud and 2) Rage has the added bonus of conveying your current feelings about the situation well. This emotion is anger. I felt that this response was appropriately passive aggressive as it allowed me to express my feelings with out having to actually confront anyone, success!

Little Joys

Not waking up first and finding that a roommate has already made coffee = You don't have to!

Friday, January 23, 2009

What do these things have in common?

All of these have at least one thing in common:

It burns! Tight! Amazing! Fuck! Chiseled! Fuck off! Shit! Yes!

Besides all ending in exclamation points they are all things that can be yelled at the annoyingly perky 8 min buns instructor. Coincidentally the 8 min buns is the only video where he asks you questions such as "how do you want your but to look?"and "Can you feel the burn?"

Fuck yes I can feel the burn, thank you very much.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Bone Crossed!

The next book in Patricia Briggs, Mercy Thompson series comes out next month! This series is what I refer to as my 'trash literature'. You don't get any 'literary points' for reading it but the story sucks you in and you can't put down the book for three hours while you put off all you impending homework and power read through it. In other words, if you need to get out of town for a while put can't afford a real vacation I would suggest picking up the first book in this series, Moon Called. If you like werewolves, vampires, magic and urban fantasy you'll love it.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009


Do not attempt 8 Minute Buns before planning on sitting and doing homework for hours, it blows.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Class? On Friday? That's silly...

It is a perfectly valid excuse to tell your professors that the reason you missed class today was because you left your phone in your boyfriend's room and therefore were not woken up by your alarm and slept through class, right? No matter the fact that because you were drinking until the wee hours of the morning you probably wouldn't have gone to class anyway even if your alarm had gone off? I think they'll except that excuse, don't you?

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Safety Fail

Last nights me and two of my roommates (from here forth known as Drunky McGee and Scottie Pippen, which is another story entirely) managed to get locked out of our apartment. This was an unusual occurrence as we never lock our door. Which beside being the safest most bestest way to live in the U district, allows all of us to not have to worry about loosing our keys when we drink. If you take that statement to mean we drink quite often, well, I won't deny your assumption.

Anyway, on to the story.

While we were all in the apartment below ours last night (not drinking), our fourth roommate (I guess she thought we were all asleep...) locked the door on the way to her night shift. This resulted in much wailing by me, Scottie Pippen, and Drunky McGee and much laughing by The Boyfriend and Alan (yes, the same Alan). Luckily for us and all the would be burglars in the U district it is painfully easy to break into our apartment. Roommate number four's window doesn't lock and through a delicate process of swearing and pushing me and Drunky McGee managed to get the window open. McGee then managed to haul herself through the window which, because it is situated above a staircase, was an interesting process. Imagine an adolescent kangaroo attempting to hop through a small-ish rectangle, urged on by enthusiastic waving. Odd, but successful.

This story has a happy ending. Instead of sleeping on couches in a house that all boys live in (beds were offered, we declined) we all got to sleep in our nice warm beds. The moral here is probably that we should all bring our keys with us and lock the door. But as keys are cumbersome things that manage to get lost easily, this change most likely won't take place.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009


This teat(I was going to change this typo when I found it several hours later to tea but teat tray is fun to say and probably says something spectacularly Freudian about me) tray. (image via The Most Awesomest Stuff Ever via Target)

Mission: Get Your Ass Out of Bed

I have set the alarm ring on my cell phone to the Mission Impossible theme. This seemed appropriate as getting my self out of bed in the morning uses the same amount of effort and skill required to track down my superior and nail him for framing me. That is to say, a lot. Also, who doesn't love the Mission Impossible theme?

Monday, January 12, 2009

They're Inching In

According to Stephanie Meyer has three of the four Twilight series books in the top ten bestseller list of 2008. This is disturbing for multiple reasons:

1) While amusing the books are poorly written. Bella Swan? Practically the first entry under character development (also lacking in the books) is not to give your character an obvious name. i.e. bella swan= beautiful swan, pretty sneaky eh?
2) The books are disturbing in the the way they portray females. Bella gives up everything (literally, she dies) for her Edward. The point at which I stopped reading the books (anyone who knows me will tell you I'm a sucker for urban fantasy) was when Bella decided against college because she wouldn't be able to be with Edward.
3) All of the above makes a lot more sense when I found out that Meyer is Mormon. At the risk of offending the people (maybe?) who read this blog, I strongly, strongly disagree with the Mormon church and their ideals. Knowing from what religious background Meyer is writing it is easy to see the parallels between Bella's story and the female ideal in the Mormon church. It also makes it a lot easier to see why Bella's character infuriated me to the point of putting the books down.

Anyway, what all my rambling was meant to say was this: I can't believe that the Twilight series occupies three out of ten slots on the bestsellers list for 2008. I know the publishing world needs all the help it can get right now (and I really do, I work at a bookstore) but I wish it didn't have to come from such a deplorable piece of fiction.

Sunday, January 11, 2009

I killed someone last night.

Almost. Almost killed someone.

There's not exactly an excess of personal space in college. Rooms are small and landlords cram as many people as possible into a single space. However, when one of your guy friends has their door closed and you know their girlfriend is over it's possible that you shouldn't barge into his room. Maybe. My friend Alan had the pleasure of doing just this last night. The episode went something like this:

Alan: shocked expression
Alan: quickly closes door and runs
Me: alternate between telling the boyfriend he needs a lock and that he too is dead if he opens the door before all my clothes are on all the while muttering about Alan's death under my breath.
Boyfriend: "Just stay hear I'll talk to him." Leaves room and comes back to inform me that Alan has left the property.
Me: "as he should have because I'm going to KILL HIM!"
Boyfriend: While walking me back to my apartment (smart man) we see Alan where I promptly and loudly inform the whole University district that he is a DEAD MAN WALKING!

Anyway, Boyfriend talked to Alan (who in his defense was quite trashed) who promptly came to apologize to me. I'd like to plead temporary insanity for the ten minutes I went on a screaming rampage, I think I scared/shocked all my friends with the outburst (albeit warranted). Usually when I'm angry it's more of a calm and collected type, I don't yell or make a scene. When Alan accidentally barged in last night 'Made A Scene' would be a more than appropriate way to describe my response. All in all as I said to the boyfriend last night "Alan is my bitch for the next three to six months." I've mostly forgiven him.

Thursday, January 8, 2009


I am attempting to cut back on my coffee intake. But how does a college student go about drinking less coffee?

I have decided to limit myself to one cup (be it large or small, the key word is one) cup in the morning. This will probably be subject to change, i.e.:I'm having a horrible day, midterms, hungover, that time of the month. Hmmm, hopefully I can make this work. We'll see. As I write I am currently drinking a nonfat decaffeinated latte, maybe I can trick my brain out of it's 5 o'clock headache.