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  1. I am still alive.

  2. I went back to skip=500, just to see if there was anything I recognized from last week, but, alas, there was not, and so I am officialy giving up on ever catching up on my FL.

  3. I am done with school for at least one year. My stupid AA is complete, and with a high enough GPA that I will be given priority admission to most any university in the state (except UW, which is gross and overcrowded anyway, so who cares?) because of the WA Direct Transfer Agreement.

  4. I am still at the crazy bookkeeping job. I've applied for other jobs, but so far without success. Luckily, I am getting a raise. Unfortunately, I have to go do audit field work in Tacoma next month. Yuck.

  5. I've come to the point where, if I don't move out soon, someone is going to end up in the hospital. I am almost there. The raise will help a lot.

  6. Christmas was good. Many presents were had (including an awesome new stereo and ten metric tons of fudge). We went to Long Beach, but ended up leaving early, because Grandma's ability to turn everything you talk about into a condemnation of your life, job, hair style, and clothing is uncanny. Here are some excerpts from actual conversations we had:
    In the car, on the way to Cannon Beach...
    MOM: I was so surprised that Gary actually cleaned the kitchen!
    ME: Actually, that was me.
    GRANDMA: Oh, boo-hoo. Isn't your life just so hard. I mean, living at home, and having your parents pay for your car and your school must be very taxing for you!
    ME, KARENA: Um...

    Later, as we're leaving...
    GRANDMA: You need to get a job, Gary.
    GARY: Yeah, I know.
    GRANDMA: You too, Katie.
    ME: I do have a job.
    GRANDMA: No, I mean a real one, where you have to put in some elbow grease! That desk job is too cushy for some 20-year-old. You need to get some experience in the real world!
    ME: Uh, alright?

    Good times.

  7. A couple of weeks ago, I finally caved and started watching both of the Stargates. I'm almost through with the first season of SGA, and about half-way through the first season of SG1. I'm enjoying both for the most part, though I'm not sure if the parts I'm not enjoying are just because of the fist-season weirdness that every show goes through, or because the shows are just that way, but I guess we'll see.

  8. I've also been slowly re-watching Homicide, and, even half-way through the third season, I still haven't determined whether I actually like Felton, or if I just feel sorry for him because of his super-insane wife. I mean, DUDE, that lady is NUTS. Re-watching this has also brought to light just how much the writers of Law & Order: SVU suck, because watching old episodes of Homicide, you could never guess how awful Munch would become on SVU, and he's still the best character on the show! Horrible.
funktagious: (sark is teh sex)
Lazy people + bullet points = TRUE LOVE.

  • For my 20th birthday I... ate a whole lot of Chinese food. Exciting, right? So far, the only difference I've noticed is that the urge to move out is approximately twenty bajillion times stronger than it was a week ago. Also, I've been doing a lot more laundry, because I want to wear the Mystery Science Theater shirt that my sister got me every single day.

  • Rescue Me is soooo good! How come no one told me this? And does anyone else find Denis Leary strangely... hot... in it? Because, um, I might. Just a little. Ew, I know. Pee-colored hair. Gross. Shut up.

  • Veronica Mars was great tonight. Alyson Hannigan continued her streak of playing annoying, late-season Willow on shows that are not Buffy, but she was in it for such a short amount of time (and surrounded by brilliance even then) that the effect was minimal. SVU was mildly disappointing (not enough Alex), but whatever, it was still good (because there was Alex). I did not realize how much I missed her until she came back.

  • Battlestar Galactica continues to rock. The Boomer stuff is starting to grate, but everything else about the show makes up for it. Yay for shows that I can watch for more than one character (*coughaliascough*)!

  • Speaking of certain annoyingly crappy shows, SARK IS BACK TOMORROW NIGHT. Sweet zombie Jesus, it is about damn time. And I need to cut down on the TV watching, like, A LOT...

  • But it's hard, because I am apparently physically incapable of changing the channel when I flip by 8 Mile on VH1. I know, Eminem is a jerk, a sexist, etc., etc. But every time I see him, I am ENTHRALLED.

  • I have been at my job for nearly a year now. Woah. Time flies when you are busy harassing stupid people.

  • Not being in school is TOTALLY AWESOME.

  • I will pay someone one million dollars to come over and knock me unconscious so I can finally go to sleep.

For those of you who made it this far... well, I never said I was exciting and/or not-lame. Sorry!
funktagious: (ryan and chris are the sexy.)
The Summer of Fun is not getting off to a promising start. The weather is supposed to be even crappier than last weekend (and cold--Andy Whappler says it will be "February" like, WTF?) and I still have a ton of homework. It looks like the first SoF activity is going to be a MST3k/Kill Bill/Meloni marathon with Kaity. Plans are in the works for a trip to Victoria for the long weekend, though, so the real fun will begin then.

Speaking of the Meloni... I was watching the SVU episode "Disrobed," and it totally made me want to hug Cassidy forever and ever. Oh my god, he's just such a nice guy, you know? Aw. Also, Olivia is a crazy person for being such a jerk to him.
funktagious: (dude.)
Last night I had a dream that Chris Meloni made me a sandwich.

Yeah, I don't know either. My sister and I were just going to get some sandwiches, as we tend to do, except that for some reason we went to the deli counter at Safeway to have them made instead of Subway or Quizno's or whatever. So, we get up to the deli counter, and Chris Meloni is our deli guy. Karena then decides that I have no idea what should go on a proper sandwich, so she tells him that my sandwich will be salami, cucumber, something called WINTER BEAN SALAD--which, by the way, included NO BEANS, but approximately a gallon of mayo, carrots, broccoli, and RAISINS, my arch-nemesis of foods--and cream cheese on sourdough.

The entire time he was making our sandwiches, all he could talk about was what bad taste Karena had, and how much he loved his job, because, and I quote, "What's not to love about slicing bread all day?"

All I did the entire time we were at the counter was wonder why Stabler had gone from being an NYPD detective to a Safeway deli guy.

And then I woke up, and was sadly disappointed to come to the realization that, not only do I not have Chris Meloni as my deli guy, I don't have a deli guy at all. Sadness!


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