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So the new burger king commercial that's all these guys singing about how eating burgers make them manly? The catch phrase is "I will eat this meat"

...does anyone else think that's hysterical?
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The semester is winding down. I've applied to the CIA, but I better get going on other job apps since I'm going to be out in the cold real world all too soon.

I have a two week break in the second half of May. Love me? Let's hang.

Also I love my new icon. I made it!
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Someone I knew all through my years at camp died of a herion overdose. I cannot quite communicate what that means to me. We were not close and I hadn't seen him in years.

But still.

It's a damn shame.

That's all I have to say about that.
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...I can't belive this. It's just far too funny not to share.

I was talking to my parents and casually mentioned that I'd talked to Matt recently.

They told me I should join J-date and that I could charge it to their credit card.

I honestly can't think of a funny ending for that. It stands so well on it's own.
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I finished knitting a blanket today that I started in December. I feel both productive and silly. It's blue and black striped and warm. My life is a rollar coaster of excitement.
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Something Rolled me. I can't...explain it. Just..Rolled.

I think it's gone now.
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What. the fuck...YOKO ONO has nothing the fuck to do with the fucking Olypmics! ...and why then does Peter Gabriel appear? I cannot...I just...Italy...

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WHY LORD?!
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Today I made the tactical error of watching Harry Met Sally instead of taking a nap or doing homework.

Why is it so damned hard? When we have them, they drive us nuts, when we don't it's like somethings...off. Out of step. I actually considered going out with a complete and under psycho because at least I'd be going out. Shoot Me.

And yes, this is my obligatory single whine which I am singularly not entitled to have as yes, I actually was seeing someone, albeit breifly at some point in the last twelve months.

But still. I just...yeah. Y'all know what I mean.
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Turn, turn, turn. Every season and what not.
Happy holidays to one and all. I miss and love everyone.


If I needed more proof that I've changed a lot this year, I have a week alone in my house and I'm not enjoying it. I mean, last year I would have jumped at the chance for a whole unspoiled seven days. Now I'm already a bit lonely and thinking foolish thoughts, wishing that decisions didn't always have to be made... and yeah. Whine much?

In any case. I start this year the way I ended the last. But at least I'm not the same.
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Bugs Bunny is one of the heros of our childhoods. Around for nearly seventy years, he's outwitted, outsmarted and crossdressed his way through many a situation. After watching one of the cartoons I haven't seen in some time, I realize that we love him not because of his brains or his way of winning, but because he is a hero that is also a villan. They say modern cartoons are violent, but there is a bloodless malice to the old merry melodies that is hard to miss. Bugs is the worst propagator of this violence and sometimes attacks innocnets like a mouse on his piano in the toon I just watched.

...yeah. I'm at work right now. We opened an hour earlier for Christmas and there is quite literally no one here. Still I better speed this up since I am on company time. Finals are only a few hours from done and then blessed quiet for a few days. Hello my lovelies out there in tv land! I miss and love you all.

Next week is back to rockland, so call me if you want to hang!
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jenny is talking
time passes so so slowly
please kill me right now

cry a tear for me
info tech draining my soul
I am a zombie

time has ceased to move
even the clock is yawning
there is no god here

There is no help found
It was made by those who are
dead. And Jenny keeps it.
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I finally have an animal! for years, no one could tell me what animal I was like in those kinda pseudo-philosophical conversations groups have.
Liz got it.

She says I am a luck dragon like that one from The Neverending Story. Because I am like a dog, but don't actually exist and am more cool. And sing when I talk. It's awesome. I'm kinda tired.

So there.
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All right, since I tend to post on this thing only when fairly signifigant things happen or I've fic to share, it's about that time again.

I moved into my room yesterday and am officially embarking on my journey to be a librarian on Tuesday. There's an orienation tommorrow, but I get the feeling that's going to be crap.

If everything goes as planned ( which we all know is near impossible) this time next year I will have new letters after my name. And hopefully some kind of employment.
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Today I had an early morning meeting at work 8-10, then started working at 10:30 ending at 7:20. On Sunday. The buisest day of the week. With only one other person in the department.

My parents are away. I had to walk the dogs when I got back.

I walked them, starting to unwide.

A bird then proceeded to crap on my arm.

While a sign of good luck in my culture it was kind of the shit icing on my crappy day sundae.
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So I just realized this moment why I love my new crap job more then my old crap jobs. It was so obvious all along. I mean, duh, the money and being in air conditioning and all, but here's the key:

I'm the only girl working in tech department. I am surronded by techie guys. It's my perfect enviorment. I just dig that male vibe and it's so much better then being at a camp surronded by prissy annoying girls.
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Today I had a new bed delivered and bascially changed around my whole room. Which makes me insanely happy.

This is not the moment I wish to share with you.

The moment came before when after moving everything out of my room I said to my mother:

"I am going to go shower before the delivary men come."

She said completly seriously and I swear this to be so:

"Oh good, you'll want to look nice for the men."

She then turned away and went to wash dishes.

My mother has lost her mind. More so then before.
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As you all know, I don't write in my livejournal that much, but the past two days have been such an pure example of my stupidity that I felt they could not go unheeded. There are two clear examples of this:

1. I wrote the first six pages of a paper over spring break. It was due this week and needed to be 10-15. When I went to print out the first six to give a presentation on it for this past monday, I discovered that in a fit of organzation I had managed to delete them.

Please, hold your applause until the end.

2. I sent in my application to grad school, just squeking in past the March 1st due date and been worrying about it ever since. When I finally called today to ask them what the fuck was going on, it turns out...wait for it....the applications are actually due on MAY 1, not MARCH.

Thank you, thank you. I return you to you previously scheduled activities.
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It’s snowing out right now. Hard. I turned on the porch light for the dogs and stood on the deck for a long minute, my head tilted all the way back. It looked like the stars were falling from the sky, a rain of galactic debris raining gently from above. And it’s wasn’t hot, but cold and moist like deep space.
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I sometimes wonder why I bother to post in this thing at all really. I mean, I talk to everyone on my flist fairly regularly and those of you who would care about my fic would read it at my website or just beta if for me. A quandry indeed.
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::limp:: no more election...::whimper whimper::

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