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YES

2009-01-21T10:52:00.013-05:00

OMFG I GOT A JOB AT APPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sickies?

2008-12-07T13:24:00.004-05:00

Ever since the other night when I threw up in the bathroom (not meant for my gender) at Old Town and hit myself in the glasses with the door in my haste...ever since then I just haven't been feeling very good. There's still a faint pink/brown mark on my brow where my glasses met with my face and a too-many-days-long headache that won't leave me alone no matter how long I sleep or how many pain pills I take. And it doesn't matter what, how much or how little I eat, my stomach is still in knots. My brains have been feeling better for the past, hm, week or so, which has been a welcome change compared to pretty much this entire year. Now, if my brains still hurt, it would be easier to explain the headache and tummy pains...maybe some other internal organ of mine is having issues. Bastard. I wonder if Mom's dinner tonight can fix me.

On an unrelated note: I hate Sundays. They are a reminder that my life's in limbo. What did you do this week? Not much of anything. Got plans for the week to come? Not really. Granted, I did do some things this week, fun things that weren't entirely productive. But eff you Sunday for reminding me that I don't have a master plan.

I wish I could be in RCC's photography program. Maybe then I wouldn't loathe Sundays so much and my insides would leave me alone. But damn if their program doesn't include night classes. What miracle job could I do at night that would pay me enough to live in my sweet condo-style apartment and go to school in Asheboro? Sigh.

Sorry if that wasn't interesting to you, Internet. I don't really care, but accept this music video made from a whole bunch of stills as my apology. It's pretty neat.

Tone It Down or STFU

2008-12-04T23:22:00.005-05:00

Alright so I'm sitting here in my living room watching Jon Stewart do his thing when I hear some sudden scream-sobbing coming from my one neighbor next door. Mind you, we share one wall...one surprisingly non-noise-canceling wall. I immediately mute the TV because, of course, I want to be nosy from the comfort of my couch. I deduce that the scream-sobbing is being directed at her boyfriend (whom I assume is an out-of-towner since she's gone nearly every weekend except the one's when she's not and there's a strange car in our parking lot and a dude voice can be heard through the wall...I swear to god I'm not creepy I'm just too observant) on the phone, since I can tell she's moving around and I hear no responses. I don't know what the conversation is about but her voice ranges from the scream-sob to calm to outright yelling.

I've witnessed my fair share of female rage while talking to a "loved" one (note that I said witnessed) and I am so fucking thankful that I can contain my shit during an argument. Ohh now she's gone to soft and tender. I bet she thinks that's going to make him forget all the scream-sobbing and yelling.

Newsflash: it won't.

So hey, everyone, maybe learn how to talk to each other in a civilized manner with inside voices so your neighbors won't feel compelled to blog about it. Ugh, I can't believe I just said blog about it. WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?!

Why Can't I Be Five Again?

2008-12-03T12:26:00.006-05:00

I went to Costco yesterday with Mom and discovered this wonderful specimen of toy tech:

Its name is "Kota the Triceratops" and I am so jealous that I'm too big to own one with pride. According to the website, it doesn't actually walk (which is bullshits), but it makes noises and moves its head and tail and eats these "special leaves" (which sound like something else altogether) and is generally pretty awesome if you are a child with an affinity for dinos...like ME.

Ugh. As soon as someone comes out with an actual walking dinosaur that is big enough for me to ride, you better believe I'm gonna be all over that. Even if I have to apply for a loan.

Wilkommen, Bienvenue, Welcome!

2008-12-01T14:14:00.003-05:00

So, I've decided to delete myself from the social networking sites of our day and start a blog. Tis time for new beginnings in the life of Nerdybug. ::fireworks::

This will be a place for me to rant about stuff that you Internet readers may or may not care about. Mainly it'll be therapy for me as I need to get back into some sort of writing groove. I haven't felt like myself in a long time so maybe this will help.

Anyway, that's all for this post. Check back for new ones, kiddies.

-Nerdybug