27.10.03
I'm happy to report the Touched By An Anvil sponsored party for Chun and Jenny was a total success. Fun times were had by all. Guests included: Chun, Jenny, Burney, Amanda, Dameon (for a bit), Nick, Kevin, Mike, Paul, and Chris (for a bit). Sure, I won't lie. We took some shots and had some drinks. Amanda The Tator represented and got to the point of no feelings. I'll keep the rest edited cause I'm sure my mom reads this. Hey mom! Leave us a comment sometime.
23.10.03
agntkoala: OH do you work friday afternoon?
SuperJen4: Friday night
SuperJen4: i have band practice from 4-5:30
agntkoala: that could work
agntkoala: oh.
agntkoala: damn.
SuperJen4: why?
agntkoala: amanda and i were going to do afternoon fair
SuperJen4: i've ruled out the fair this year
SuperJen4: I have too much going on
agntkoala: fair enough
SuperJen4: lol
agntkoala: oh. oh my god
22.10.03
Post #2 in Sarah's Linking-To-Awesome-Trailers series:
Cold Mountain trailer is up, for your watching enjoyment.
**11/3 Link is teh bettar, Yahoo trailers suck.
Perhaps Nicole Kidman's western NC accent is bad. Perhaps casting an Austrailian and a Brit to play southern people was not the best idea. Perhaps this movie is still better than 99% of the movies released this year. You be the judge.
IM or e-mail Jenny for directions. She's not advertising for stalkers on the blog.
BYOB if you plan to drink anything other than the non-alcoholic drinks I have in my apt. The party is not an open bar!
Also, there is an anti-dress code for this party. The Touched By An Anvil Staff will all most likely be in their pajamas or full out lounge wear. Please do not come to our party prettier than us. We may just have to ask you to leave.
This is Gracie. She's a stray my parents adopted when they found her eating Lucky's cat food. She's very sweet, but skittish and frightened of Lucky, who kitty-growls at her. Mean old bastard. She's not too fond of the dogs either.
So that makes 5 animals living in or around my house, not including the cats who we think are Gracie's parents or the possum that sometimes sleeps under my dad's rolly toolbox.
16.10.03
Yarr. There be a shameless plug ahead, matey.
It's that time of the year again, people: ASU Chemistry Club shirt ordering time. This year's element is calcium, Ca, or you can get arsenic and uranium so it says AsU, how clever. The short-sleeved t-shirt is $15 and is availiable in black with gold print, light blue with red, red with black, and lime green with dark blue. I salute the person who has the balls to order that one. We also have black sweatshirts with gold print for $20, black hoodies with gold print, and light grey hoodies with purple print. Hoodies are $22. They make great gifts, keep well in the fridge, and rarely talk back. To see an example of the shirt front, click here, and for the shirt back, click here. And just remember: If You Don't Have a Chemistry Club Shirt, You Suck at Life. To get one of these great shirts, leave me a comment and we can arrange for you to send me a check.
14.10.03
This post was prompted by my buddy Chris.
Do you have a car? Does your car have a name? Do tell, and tell any another great things about your car.
First car: 1990 Ford Tempo, Dark Red. Known as "The Red Car." I drove this car from the time I got my license up until graduating college. I had a nice cd player put in for my 17th birthday.
Second car: 1998 Ford Escort SE, Green. Known as "Slidey Mc-Totalled." I got this car after freshman year of college and only had it for ten months. I made it to Charlotte twice and Busch Gardens twice in this car. It sure had good gas mileage.
Third car: 1997 Mazda 626 LX, Dark Purple. No name. (Have a good one? Suggest it) I cracked my front license plate on an attempt of pulling up very close to my mom's van in the driveway. Let's say I got close enough to hit the van, bounce off it, and crack the license plate. Also, Mr. Homie lives in the ash tray. Tree air-freshener forest count: 6 and still growing.
Warning: Read with caution. Especially if you're hungry or have just eaten.
Now that I'm feeling a good deal better, and I feel like I've had enough time to properly distance myself from the incident, I'll share with you the unfortunate events following one October 5th evening. Kim, Melody, Kari (heretofore "The Roomies") and I decided to having a gastronomic bonding night and came up with a menu of homemade fried chicken, cole slaw, mashed potatoes w/ gravy, sauteed cabbage, and biscuits. Everything was going according to plan, until I bit into a not-entirely-cooked piece of chicken. I gave up on that piece and instead, finished my side items.
Two hours later, I'm experiencing stuffed-level pain only associated with Dan'l Boone Inn and rarely, Golden Corral. Most surprising to me since I hadn't eaten much at all. Thirty minutes later, my first offering to the porcelain god-- I'm talking serious amounts of upchucking. Haven't thrown up since middle school. The pain is unbelievable. Continuous nausea, chills, fever, sweating ensue. My only reason for living is... nothing, I find. Second incident of vomiting occurs around midnight EST. Seriously consider spending the night on the floor of the bathroom because nauseating smell of grease lingers in bedroom, but too cold. Manage to sleep through the night and wake at 6 a.m. Monday in sweat-soaked sheets and need to vomit again. Third time is the worst-- dry heaves associated with stomach trying to escape body via windpipe. Wonder how bulimics do it daily-- combination of horror and admiration. Manage to drink ginger ale and eat one saltine. Five hours later, up again for class. Nausea has somewhat abated; muscle aches begin to present. I think about the trek from Walker Hall to Greer to Wey. Back to bed. Six hours later, make it out to living room. Two hours later, back to bed before band practice on Tuesday.
All in all, I only missed Monday classes, but oh sweet Jesus. I would not wish food poisoning on anyone. It both sucks and blows the big one. I'm still sore around the edges, but I'm managing solid, boiled foods again. Lessons learned: buy a meat thermometer and "think of all the calories saved." Thanks, Amanda.
7.10.03
Today on the bus one of those "frat boys" sat next to me. He had this sicky-sweet cologne on. My head was spinning by the time I got off the bus.
Due to the popularity of this topic:
Likes/Dislikes Pt. 2
Likes:
6. Guys who will go to a concert with me, no matter who is playing
7. Guys who use AIM (easier to stalk)
8. Guys with blue eyes
9. Guys who wear birks and take care of their footwear in general
10. Musician (preference given to piano, guitar, percussion, or sings)
Dislikes:
6. Guys who chew with their mouth open / talk with a rather large mouthfull
7. Guys who say "maybe" or "might" and mean "no" or "not in a million years"
8. Guys who think they are always right
9. Guys who are trendier than I am
10. Guys who add "izzle" to any word
Soccer players are hot. I had an encounter with Mr. Justin Branch of the NCSU soccer team today. He opened the door to Caldwell for me, and made an ass of himself in doing so. He was a nice Southern Gentleman, but no so eloquent in the door opening. I'd still date him though.
New discussion topic. Five likes and Five dislikes for guys.
Likes
1. Soccer players
2. Guys who make me laugh
3. Ben Folds (Five) fans (added bonus if they know the words to "Brick" or "Rockin' The Suburbs"
4. Guys who are taller than me
5. Guys who are older than me
Dislikes
1. BAD BODY ODOR - I cannot stress this enough. I got stuck on the bus next to a smelly guy and it was all I could do to hold my breath on the ride to campus. Come on guys. There's this thing called soap. They sell it in stores.
2. Guys who wear casual Skechers (ever notice the trend? Burney has)
3. Guys who get drunk all the time
4. Guys with long hair
5. Guys with excessive "Good" Body Odor. Just cause you took a bath in that cologne doesn't mean I need to get a headache from being within 3 feet of you.
5.10.03
Barenaked Ladies is releasing a new album entitled Everything to Everyone on October 21. In honor of the new release, these are my favorite tracks from each cd.
Gordon - Box Set
Maybe You Should Drive - Intermittently
Shoe Box EP - Shoe Box (radio edit)
Born on a Pirate Ship - Shoe Box
Rock Spectacle - Tie - Break Your Heart, If I Had $1000000
Stunt - Alcohol
Maroon - Sell Sell Sell
Disc One: All Their Greatest Hits - Get In Line
Feel free to comment and make your own selections to the cds you own :)
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