They call me Wassabi

I've got swollen lymph noids!

2006-02-22T18:45:00.000-08:00

On Monday I had plans to go to the gym after class. I worked all day, went to class and met Jeremy Jay at the gym at 8 PM. I had to change shirts at the gym and I had noticed earlier in the day that my pants seemed to fit a little strange. When i sat i had a little pooch in the front and no room in the trunk. i was slightly concerned....
Well, after wearing these pants all day I realized I had worn the backwards!
I had them on backwards for about 8 hours before I even knew.

Onto more important things...
Angela has requested some new recommendations for music:
Boys Night Out
Alexisonfire
The Bravery
British Sea Power
Colin Hay
Count the Stars
The Decemberists
Early November

2005-12-11T13:25:00.000-08:00

Finals are kicking my butt! I miss hanging out with everyone a lot. We need to plan a lunch soon. I will be here for most of the holidays so we have to hang out. Now on to funnier things.
If only I had a funny story. I have been staring at the screen for about 5 minutes now.
Yesterday I ordered a pizza, well 2 actually. It was only a dollar more to get an extra one so I did. The pizza guy's name is Lloyd. He has been delivering my pizza for over a year now. He is a retired Vietnam vet. He is pleasant and easy to get along with. The only problem is that he will talk for 20 minutes when delivering 1 pizza.
I have seen pictures of his daughter who is my age. I know where she goes to school and which instrument she plays.
I ended up eating almost an entire medium pizza myself. I have no idea how that happened. I think I am in hibernation. I sleep a lot more than normal and eat even more.
I have sworn off boys. Too much trouble. Does anyone know when the next Austin dance is? I want to go.
I went out with this Baylor football player. Man that was a mistake. Everything you have heard about them is true. Ugh.
Thats about it for now. I will come back when I have a good story.

Heman

2005-10-11T10:00:00.000-07:00

So Justin and Keller came by Sunday night. We were all dorks and played on our computers for like an hour. The we decided we would go to Ghetto Denny's at 11pm. Justin said if we went any earlier it just wouldn't seem right. So a couple minutes before 11 we all go outside and I drive separate from them. When I am a couple blocks away Keller calls and says to come back. I get back to my house and Justin's car will not start. It just made this weird clicking noise. Justin thinks it might just be a fuse. Keller is a gimp so he sits in the car. He has been wounded from my puppy jumping all over him. Justin is pulling out each plug and looking it over. Then he pulls out the one for power windows and drops it. It fell down a crack next to the battery where it could not be reached. We tried for a long time. Neither of us had anything to unscrew the battery to get it out. I got a huge kitchen knife and Justin managed to push the plug under the battery. Wonderful. So he decides he doesn't need power windows after all and we switch some of the plugs around to see if it will help. Nothing works. He calls his parents. They suggest pushing it so he can pop the clutch. Since Keller can't exactly push the car he sits on the curb and watches. I can't drive stick so that leaves me to push Justin's car by myself slightly uphill. I push as hard as I can and Justin leans out yelling "faster, go faster". I really was trying. I could feel the burn in my legs. Finally Justin Yells, "Move!" I jump out of the way and he takes off in reverse. Yay! That charade took about half an hour and by that time I was too tired to eat. The End.

Nut Farm

2005-10-09T20:06:00.000-07:00

On Friday afternoon I had to go to the pharmacy to pick up some meds. When I get upstairs in the SLC there is a guy standing kind of near the pharmacy counter but not directly in front of it. I asked if he was waiting and he said he was. Now I try not to be judgmental, but this guy stunk! I mean stunk like he had not bathed for 2 weeks, played with some skunks and then ate a bunch of curry. His fingernails were very long, longer than most girls' and he was about my height. His hair was greasy and long. So I stand behind him for a minute and then I ask if he had rung the bell to get help. He looked confused but said he had. About 5 minutes later the pharmacist comes up to the counter and asks if he needs help. He gives the pharmacist his prescription and she tells him to have a seat because it will be a little bit. So I hand my stuff in and go sit. The greasy guy, Michael, begins to pace and talk to himself a little. A super flamboyant gay guy comes and sits next to me and just starts jabbering right away. He says, "I am smokin', let me tell you. They didn't have one of my medications. I had to go back to the doctor to get a whole new prescription filled out because now I have to take it somewhere else! I am so mad!" So he sits and complains for a few more minutes. While this is happening Michael is pacing and only pauses for a moment each lap to stick his head back in the pharmacy. He peers in for a minute and then keeps pacing. Finally they call his name. The gay guy says he thinks that guy "is a few fries short of a happy meal". Haha. Then they call greasy guy's name and he takes off. Then gay guy is called and he says, "Goodbye! I am off to take my happy-pills!"

Cripples

2005-10-04T21:34:00.000-07:00

Now that Keller is a cripple I don't think we can be friends anymore. Deerhoof is playing in Houston in early November. Yay!!! Robbie just walked out of the office and called me a "glial cell" and then said he was going to "myelinate" me. Haha. That sounds serious. Watch out! He said he wanted to quit smoking (hooray!), but I have seen him smoke some lately. I keep hiding his lighters. I have a stockpile of them in my sock drawer. Haha. He has no idea and he gets all flustered when he can't find one.

I need a workout buddy, anyone interested? I have only been to the gym 1 time all semester. Man I am a bum. However, I did have a push-up contest with Robbie. I lost. We wanted to see who could do the most push-ups with their feet on one of those big balls, and our noses had to touch the ground with each push-up. Man I sucked at first. I got 2 and then fell off the ball. Hey, stop laughing. It's a lot harder than it sounds. But, I will have everyone know I am officially up to 6 as of today. Got tickets? *pow pow*.

All the girls I am in grad school with are really bubbly, which is not a bad thing in small doses, unfortunately they are humonguously peppy. I guess I shouldn't complain. I would probably be worse off if they were all cynical and ignored me.

What is everyone doing/ going to be for halloween?

The Blueberry Incident

2005-08-26T14:27:00.000-07:00

So I went to Vitek's for lunch for the first time ever today. I got the "Gut Pack". It was goooooood. But before that I was sitting in my butterfly chair reading the Animal Farm when all of a sudden my chair flipped backwards. I crashed to the floor, ripping my book, and landing right on my tail bone. Ouch! I was in major pain. I had to lay there a few minutes to catch my breath. When I could walk I went to the freezer and realized I don't have any ice. Wonderful. So I subsituted ice with a bag of frozen blueberries. Seemed like a good idea. I was laying on the floor watching tv and when I got up Robbie started laughing. The bag leaked all over me. I was blue all on my backside! I was all sticky and blue. "Violet, you're turning violet, Violet."
I'm in pain.

New Apartment and Laziness

2005-08-25T13:27:00.000-07:00

So, if you haven't heard, the new apartment is great. I like it a lot. Justin came by the other night and we pulled up a plank in the closet floor. Underneath was the ground, just dirt. Weird, but a very good hiding spot. I even have pictures hanging on the walls now. Everyone is invited to stop by. Looks like I will be putting grad school off until spring because not all of my paperwork was processed on time. I thought...a break from school sounds nice. Man I am bored. I feel like such a rich housewife. All I did Tuesday was sit around and eat ice cream while I watched Gilmore Girls. I need a job! Any suggestions?
The puppy is great. Her retrieving instincts finally hit and she fetches now. Brilliant! The people that live upstairs have a chihuahua, a fluffy little dog and a puppy. The chihuahua, Gucci, is the male and Penelope is the female. They had this puppy together. Penelope hates Bannon (my puppy) and constantly barks at her. So much so that Bannon, who is two times as large as Penelope, runs back inside the apartment. It's pretty funny. I need a black couch, if anyone is getting rid of one let me know.
Well my goal for today is to buy a bathroom rug before having dinner with friends at 7:30. I better start getting ready. Busy busy busy. :P

Rory!!!

2005-07-28T22:39:00.000-07:00

This very instant Rory from Communique (very hot) is texting me online from his phone! Tomorrow I get to go home and pick up my new ipod! Yay! That's all for now.
PS The Island was pretty good.

Remember the Alico!

2005-07-07T18:22:00.000-07:00

It all started last weekend when Robbie was in town. Kat, Robbie, Keller, Justin and I decided to go play "monster" in the corn field by KXXV. It was fun, but I don't think any of us escaped without any minor cuts, rashes or bruises. I was tackled by Keller and I made Justin scream like a girl. It was great.
A week later.... Kat and I want to cause some trouble. We planned on doing something to Justin's car but he wasn't at work. So what's the logical next choice? CLIMBING the ALICO, baby! We parked in the Treff's parking lot and walked across the street, and left our ID's in the car on purpose... just in case.
Kat shimmied up the pipes and brought the fire escape down for me. After a few flights Kat tripped on a wire. TRIP WIRES! Blasted! We managed to avoid the rest of the trip wires on the way up. We took lots of pictures (which will be posted on Justin's blog soon). We went all the way to the very top and looked around. It was great.
Then on the way down, about 2 flights from the bottom, and 408 stairs later, I hit a wire. Argh. Then this voice comes out of nowhere over the loud speaker saying, "Get off the top of the building!"
When we get to the bottom this big, middle aged man in a t-shirt and jeans is waiting for us with a flashlight. The questioning begins. Kat stares at her shoes.
"What were you doing up there?"
"We just wanted to get to the top," I say.
"Did you?"
"Yes, we took pictures," as I pull my camera out of my shorts.
"Did you see any signs?"
"Yes"
"What did they say?"
"No tresspassing, sir."
"What else?"
"I don't know what else."
"Or what? What does the sign say?"
"I don't remember, sir."
"You'll be prosecuted. I am supposed to send you to jail no questions asked."
I am thinking....then why are you waisting my time? Either send me to jail or let me go. We could easily have out run this guy....
I say,"We didn't go up there to hurt anything."
"Do you know when this fire escape was made?"
"No," I reply.
"1913, it's not safe!"
I am thinking.....then why the heck is it here? Isn't it for a safe, ememgency exit?
He says,"Show your friends those pictues and tell them not to come here or they will be sent to jail."
"OK."
As we walked off I was dying to take a picture of him to document the experience, but I was pretty sure that would send him over the edge. Oh good times....

2005-06-19T20:44:00.000-07:00

Justin said I only have 2 posts.....boy was he wrong.
Keller sleeps in a tent in a field.
Maurice is a really annoying kitten. He keeps trying to eat chinchilla treats.
I don't enjoy Biostatistics.
"This Modern Love" by Bloc Party is a great song.
Who needs nail clippers when you have a Chachi?
Talk Like a Pirate Day will be here in September! Everyone should start practicing.
The End!

Schenanigans

2005-05-25T16:25:00.000-07:00

First a note to Justin and Keller for me flaking out on UF last night: Sorry! I was feeling bad and I fell asleep. Kat's phone isn't working correctly so she was counting on me to get the info for the game. Doh! So to sum up...Julie is a bad friend.
Now on to business. I feel like I have been all over Texas the past weekend. Muhamad Ali (the black corolla) broke in Austin last weekend. I drove it and probably just barely made it to my sister's in McKinney. I dropped it off anf Robbie picked me up. I spent a couple days at his place and he dropped me off at the airport Monday night. I arrived in Houston an hour later. I hung out with the guys from high school that night, which is always interesting. Joe received a snapping turtle for graduation from Ryan and is still looking for a good name. Apparently he didn't agree with Mike that "Lawn Furniture" is a suitable turtle name. Oh no! I am missing Gilmore Girls. This will have to do for now.

Preface and Volume II

2005-03-29T20:26:00.000-08:00

I will soon be adding volume 2 of the Mid East Chronicles but I feel a preface is necessary. I am going to try my best to make it as entertaining as possible but my puppy, Bannon, is sick. He has a virus, which maybe be the neurological virus called Parvo. He is extremely ill and has not eaten in 3 days and I am sad. Also, Robbie is now in rehab and I am very worried/concerned. So I apologize if this volume is not quite up to par. Usually the 2nd part of a trilogy is not as good as the first or the last. We'll see how it goes.....

One night I went to dinner with my parents, Ryan (their friend who is about my age), and our Travel agent, Wial. While on base in Kuwait KBR employees are not allowed to consume any alcoholic beverages, which is obviously not a problem for my parents, but it is for Ryan. Ryan is a party boy who is about 24 and absolutely loves girls. All girls! He wears lots of bling, if you know what I mean. My mom said everyone on base calls him "Daddy Pimp", to which I replied, "Are you sure you don't mean Pimp Daddy?" Haha. Anyways, so when Ryan gets off base he likes to party. He showed up for dinner at about 8pm very drunk. It was really funny. My parents were teasing him a little but they didn't mean anything by it. Apparently Ryan is a sensitive drunk. When my dad made a comment about him going to AA, he began to cry. Haha. Then he left the table to walk back the block to our hotel. We were all supposed to leave for Israel together in the morning, so our travel agent, and friend, Wial, ran after him to smooth things over. My dad left soon after to make sure he was ok. Wial and my dad returned soon after and said Ryan had staggered back to the hotel and probably gone to the bar. The rest of dinner was pretty akward because my mom wouldn't drop the subject of my dad upsetting Ryan. Just when the conversation would lighten up she would bring it up again.
So when we got back to the hotel the elevator was really spastic. Some Jordanian guys about my age were in there and the elevator stopped at every single floor, and the buttons weren't lit up. We were all laughing by the time we got the the 6th floor. I waited for a minute and then went to see if Ryan was at the bar because I thought maybe I could cheer him up. I walked in, it was a pretty smoky jazz bar, and looked around for Ryan. I went to the bar and he wasn't there so I ordered a sprite and sat down. I didn't care who I talked to, I just needed human interaction outside of my parents. I love them to death but I was going to go insane if I didn't talk to someone my own age. One of the Jordanian guys form the elevator was a seat over and he began chatting with me. He said he was glad to see I made it off the elevator finally. Haha. His name is Michael and he works for Red Bull in Jordan. Seemed nice enough. This ex navy guy sat on my left and began chatting with us. He was about 40 and had a few kids. He actually said he thought I would be great for his 16 year old son. Haha. When I told him how old I was, I thought he would never get his jaw off the floor. Haha. Once he had a few drinks we got him to do some funny stuff. Elephant noises being one of them. That was funny. Those guys were fun. So the bar began closing up at 2am and my time was still way off because it was only my second night out of the US. It was only like 6pm here. Michael asked if I wanted to go see if the "cinema" was open or something. I thought....If I am going to see the real Jordan, I should see it with a local. I left his business card on my dresser in case I never made it home, that way my parents would know who to track down and kill. Haha. The movies was closed so we went looking for a "discoteque". He said he knew of one near by, "but the quality of people there isn't great". I said I didn't mind. We went to a club by the Raddison called Oxygen. About 4 scantily clad girls were dancing and all the guys were just sitting on the side watching. Michael said, "You would think this was a strip club". I agreed. I was the only American looking one there and I got a few strange looks, but I didn't care. We danced for a couple hours and I made it back home by about 4:30am. We agreed to hang out when I came back to Jordan in a few days.
When I returned to Jordan, my parents stayed in Israel for a few days. I was alone with the travel agent and he was entertaining me until my flight left. We had lunch with a guy from the Habitat office, who was really funny, and we had dinner at an Italian place. I mentioned Michael to him and the club. He said he didn't recognize the name of the club, and for some reason that upset him. He said it was his job to know everything about the city of Amman. We drove around until we saw the club and he said he knew the place because his friend owned it but the name had recently been changed. He also said, "The quality of people there isn't that great." I said, "Yeah, that's what Michael told me, what's that supposed to mean?" He said, "That's where prostitutes go hang out after they 'work'." Ohhhhhh. Hahahahaha. I had no idea. Julie is slow.

Mid East and other such nonsense

2005-03-21T02:01:00.000-08:00

Well I am back in action. This will be Volume 1 of the mid east trilogy, maybe more. First stories first.
So Amsterdam was interesting. I had an 8 hour lay over there on my way into Jordan. I decided to go exploring the city. First I walked around the airport for about an hour and ate some French fries. Then I took the tour of the canals, which was ok. I have seen more impressive canals. And good thing they airport is like a shopping mall bc I was wearing flip flops when I arrived and it sure was about 40 degrees. I was freezing. I had to buy shoes in the airport. So then I thought....Well what's Amsterdam famous for? Cafes! I wanted to see some. So The first one I walked into had a huge picture of Bob Marley on the wall and smelled pretty bad, if you know what I mean. The bartender handed me a menu and all it had on it was the prices of the different options of pot you could order. Craziness! I didn't stick around much longer. I wondered around some more and was invited by some American guys form Florida to get some mushroom tea, but hallucinogenic tea isn't really my cup of tea, you know? On the train back to the airport this guy across the aisle asked if he was headed the right way to get to the airport. Turns out he had a lay over like me and he was going to see family in Syria, and I was invited to come stay with his family. Awkward. So when we arrived at the airport we still had hours before either of us flew out and he had a pass to the business class lounge. Sweet! He said, "Ok, play it off. Act like you are with me." I thought...I'm smooth, I can handle that. Turns out I was wrong. I slammed into a glass door right at the entrance. Hahaha. When everyone looked at me, the guys said, "She has been in Amsterdam all day." They all just laughed ad I got in! Comfy couches, free food and drinks. Yay. He had to go make a phone call and I laid on a couch. I fell asleep and never saw him again. Haha. This concludes Volume 1.

So Long, Farewell.....

2005-03-09T12:43:00.000-08:00

Hey Kids-
So tomorrow I take off for the Middle East. The last three nights in a row, and most mornings as well, my mom has called to remind me that "You must arrive two hours early for international flights! And Intercontinental has a new internantional wing you know nothing about..." I always reply, "Yes, I know mom, you told me yesterday."
A few of my friends are convinced I am never coming back. My friend EJ wanted to have a going away party.
On Monday I went to the mall with Kat. I am typically pretty patient with my friends, but 2 hours to pick out some lotion???? Come on! Not to mention the other hour we spent at Oshman's picking out snow gloves. And then, once she had the lotion of choice, "cherry blossom", she purchased it. At which point I was ready to bolt out of the mall. Then Kat says, "Maybe I don't like this one afterall. Does this smell ike me?" I was thinking...No, it doesn't, but isn't that the point of any lotion or perfume? To mask our natual scent? It was like a bad movie. A really bad, cheesy, movie. Speaking of which, I have heard Shaun of the Dead is really funny. Anyone seen it?
Well that's it. I leave for Houston tonight and fly out tomorrow. I am sure many posts will occur when I return.
Did I mention I saw Communique in Dallas last night with Rob? Ok, so we park and you have to put a dollar in this box. So as I am messing with my ipod and stuff, Rob goes to put the dollar in. Once we get to the doors he is $20 short. Hahahaha. He put a $20 bill in the parking thing and only had a dollar left. The up side of all this is that I did get to talk to the oh so hot Rory (lead singer of Communique). They are playing at a great venue in Houston on the 18th with Against Me. That would be an amazing show to go to, but I can't go.
Alright, Ross out.

Am I cool yet?

2005-03-07T22:25:00.000-08:00

So I finally did it. Here I am....a "blogger". Everyone happy now? For my favorite story of the week go to Justin's blog and read "fifty dolla bill". Brandon is a suckah!
So this guy in my geology class, that sits in the very front and center, fell alseep in class. The professor was sitting on the desk right next to him while giving his lecture. Then the large, and probably already self-conscious, guy begins to snore. I'm not talking a little zzzzz, but a loud one where the whole class heard. I mean there was a head bob and snort involved. Then Dr. Atchley taps the guy on the shoulder and says, "Man, you're snoring." The guy looks mortified and people are snickering. I was definitely laughing all over inside.
So now that I have caved, my friend Kyle is still resisting the urge to blog. He says its like cell phones being a leash blah blah. Hippie!
So there it is...Hope you all enjoyed....

PS. Communique is playing in Dallas tomorrow!