Estoy Aqui

Hola, all. I AM HERE! WEEEEE! Our house is cool. The trip was fine. The roads were AWFUL, and it is 15 degrees here. I wore flip-flops the entire day. Annnnd...I'm spent. Perhaps a more in-depth blog tomorrow. Go read Kyle's blog for some quality laughs. Click his "Online Sketchbook" to the right. Lata, trolls.

Sesame Chicken

Well. This is it. Spending another night at Misty's, going into work with her tonight (yee), and then leaving tomorrow morning. The kids cried all the way home in the car. It was sad. I don't think anything could be more depressing than kids sobbing their heads off.

YAY for finally having all our stuff packed, though. Good times. I'm not looking forward to unpacking it, though. EH. Hopefully that will prove to be a much easier task. HOORAH.

Roll out!

Agh! It's moving time, people. We'll be on our way in a day. WOW. The mover people came today, and one of the dudes STOLE my brother's new portable cd player he just bought the night before. CLASSY. We did indeed get it back. More on this story later. Anywho---I won't be able to write again for a while. The computer is packed up, and I am at my sister's for the evening. YAY for having no beds, no? WEEE!

Plastic Potato Flakes.

I am now on a regular sleeping schedule, and I feel like an eldery woman. WHAT? It's 8:30?? Better get to bed...

KYLE! What of Herron? Let me know.

OK. Andrea is absolutely dead.

Flaming Pie

Got some great digital shots from this evening's events. HUGE-A packing day is tomorrow. EVERYTHING minus the huge furniture has to be packed or put in our suitcases. The movers are coming on Monday, and we have our cleaning day all day Tuesday. THEN we are leaving on Wednesday forever. Keen.

I caught the end of Will and Grace by accident the other night, and I was rather disgusted. TV has absolutely gone down the toilet. ER has become about as interesting as the goings-on of Evansville, Indiana. I haven't watched it in about 3 years. WHY IS FRIENDS STILL ON THE AIR?! For the love of G-D, that show needs to be put out of it's misery. Maybe because there are defective twenty-somethings and high schoolers still watching it.

Bloomin' Onion!

Hoorah for family gatherings, no? So we're at Misty and Mike's now. Good times. Can I just say YAY for gigantic trampolines? Anywho--back to family gatherings.

Chocolate thunder from down under! WA WA WA!

Keep in a safe place

We have to put our dog to sleep today. It has rained the entire duration of this morning and afternoon. My room is empty now. Listened to Handel and Dashboard. Kyle has felt and experienced the bad vibes of today, as well. I feel like something, somewhere, is changing. For good? For bad? I have not a clue. Surprise.

So I am sitting here looking like a troll with my huge curlers. Nice. I feel like a rat trying to move through a maze with all these boxes around. OK. Curler removal time.

Et toi?

Interesting night. Okay, I lie. Robb got kicked off of Survivor tonight. As much as he was a troll, I will miss his crazy antics. Shii Ann is next if someone doesn't cause a ruckus in Sook Jai. I am officially a loser.

Keeping night hours, of course. All my drawers are cleaned out, and that means they are glitter-free. That crap gets EVERYWHERE. HA! Reminds me of the time I dumped glitter in Nate's bed this summer. FORGET the "rubber band bed," go for the glitter. Glitter is so much more difficult to clean, and guys usually don't like to change their sheets that often. So there you go. You get 'em with the glitter, then call them dirty after they come into work week after week covered in glitter. BOO YAH!

Tovah was doing better today...I hope that continues.

Agh! Dad is flying in! I still can't believe it...it will be a great time. This moving thing is going by so fast. I love it.

So I suppose I should go to bed now? I do have to wake up in a few hours to take apart my bed and dresser. Good times. I need a futon.

Faygo?

What a night. We thought Tovah's number was up at 3 am. She woke mom and Eli up throwing up blood, and her pupils were the size of dimes.

I had a strange dream when I did go to sleep, which was around 7 the morning. I dreamt that I went to this college with all these North people. We also went from class to class in a subway-type system. Very similar to the trains in the Denver airport. Oh, how familiar the Denver International Airport has become to me. I have no doubtedly spent more time in that airport in two years than I have in 8 years here in Evansville, at the high-class regional airport. I must say, I do enjoy the airports a great deal. However, I do believe that they should have a music store in addition to the book and souvenir store. This would be great. Yes, yes, they have some random Navajo cd at the Western store, but I'm talking CHARTS, people. That would be pleasant.

I must say that my favorite airport, when it comes to stores within, is the LAX. No question. Of course, it is like Fort Knox going through all the security and body cavity checks, but it is well worth the shopping.

DAD IS COMING TOMORROW! AGHHH! I am so happy about this. AND the goodwill people are going to take my large-and-in-charge dresser and bed tomorrow morning! Thank G-d. That just needs to GO.

OKAY. Duties call.

Henry

I have never known anyone named Henry in my natural life that was in my age group. I'd like to see that change.

Moving in a matter of DAYS. I enjoy that.

Packing and more packing to do. It seems unreal that we're moving. Completely unreal.

Very pleasant day outside today, too bad I can't enjoy it. But then again, how would I enjoy it? Take a walk? Throw the frisbee? Maybe. Let's make a plan.

One more thing

The Doors = awesome. No question.

Fields of Gold

Eli and I stayed up all night putting a movie together for mom. I am really pleased as to how it turned out. Most excellent.

We're about to go to breakfast, here. This whole breakfast thing is relatively new to me, as well as being awake during the morning hours. What is this?

More packing to do today, but I doubt I will be awake after breakfast. This no-sleep crazy awake period is just that. A period. A short-lived period of time. Soon it will come crashing down like a ton of bricks, and I will proceed to pass out for 6 hours. I'm looking forward to it. Happy bithday, mom.

Packin'

Today we do some MAJOR packing. Dad is coming in 4 days. WAAHOO! I'm bored.

Shift + 1

Awwww....Kyle just left. Tear. We indeed had a great time this weekend. Hoorah for the nursing home, no? I had to "play" guitar because dad wasn't there. My "playing" was pretty sad, but oh well. The nursing home crowd in definitely the crowd to have if you can't play that well. They are mighty forgiving.

The RING was sold OUT last night, so Kyle and I had to settle for some weird movie. It made me sick and depressed. YAY!

Mom cut my wrist with her toe nail. WHAT is that??

I think I need to eat something. I had a cup of orange juice this morning, but my stomach is screaming for some kind of protein.

Eli went out for the day...going to hit the garden of olives and the mall. Ahhh...teen "love."

Kyle's new car = awesome.

Went to Walmart last night, and it just wasn't as fun as it used to be. I am getting old.

KYLE IS COMING!

Wooo! Kyle is a mere half hour a way right about now! I am so glad he is coming to visit this weekend, and share shabbat. We will ROCK this nursing home tomorrow!

Cinema

Kyle and I made movies last night, and it was great fun. I slept so much better last night with the heater blanket, it did indeed remind me of the "times." Wow. Its Friday.

Quote of the Day

"To be fair, we all snore pretty loudly. Except for me. When I snore it sounds like koi nuzzling lamb fur. It is dulcet and sweet, like a tender throated thrush greeting the spring dawn."

-Moby


Oh, how I love Moby. Wow. I have never had so many dreams as I did last night. Well...dreams that I remember. I had another Tsunami dream. No kidding. Melissa and Wes were in it. I don't know what these wave dreams mean. Perhaps I shall do some research online about this. Ahem.


I took a shower this morning, and I noticed that a lot of of my hair came out when I was washing it. This scares me. I hope it is a result of my hair being in a ponytail for 2 days. EH. There's still some left.


I went to sleep last night around 1am, and I woke up promptly and 3am, only to go back to sleep. This sleep thing is weird. Kylie Minogue was on Last Call last night. I don't understand her. Apparently she has been famous in Australia for a long, long time. So...now she is here. And she brought all her weird, robot-like, modern dancers dressed in plastic with her. WHAT is this?

I realized that over 90 percent of the songs I have downloaded are completely depressing. I believe the only "normal" and somewhat "happy" songs are Runaround Sue and the Rockapella folgers commercial. Am I troubled?

Walrus

Watching 60 Minutes, and I am sick of hearing about "priests" molesting kids. Gee, I wonder why people leave the church? Ahem.

Enjoying more of the Doors and Dashboard this evening. I saw an old episode of "Last Call" last night, and Chris Carraba was on. I don't know if he was nervous (unlikely) or just tense, because his voice sounded very stressed. Maybe that is just how he performs live. EH. I don't really care. Chris does indeed rule.

Dogs are great, aren't they? I just fed Hallie and she came upstairs to say hi. Like, "Hey, Dre! What up? Thanks for the grub, dude!" I don't know.

My jungle love! YEA! O-wee-o-wee-O! I think I want to know ya, know ya!

My favorite Beatle album of the week would be the Magical Mystery Tour. No doubt. I am the Walrus feeds the soul.

I'm also listening to Live's, "Overcome." Great stuff.

I don't think Kyle is going to wake up tonight. I believe I need to take mass quantities of sleeping pills tonight so I can get on a regular sleeping schedule once again. This is tough. Packing needs to be done tomorrow. EVERYTHING MUST GO! I would just as soon throw all my crap away than pack it. Start anew, right? Who needs a dresser?

I miss my lava lamp. I am just cool like that. I remember waiting so long after ordering it online. It finally came last winter when I was at the Y, and I was so excited about it. Little things tend to excite you while you're in the Rockies. Back here in real life, things are just things. They don't really have meaning in this environment. Then again, things were cooler in Estes for some reason.

I know what I just typed didn't make sense at all, and I really don't care.

Applesauce is my ambrosia.

Eli just painfully reminded me that Brandon Boyd is a mere 15 minutes away right now. *cue the wailing*

Acoustic Nausea

Grandad's situation seems to be getting worse. Mom is upset. The light burned out in the bathroom, and Eli and I don't really care. We'll probably change it when we have another showing or open house before we leave to Colorado. That will be a good day. Not the day we change the lightbulb, but the day we leave. I won't even look back.

Now, don't hang on
Nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Noodle rhymes with Woodle

We had some sort of noodle thing for dinner tonight. I must remember to put the remainder in some type of bowl to save until no ones eats it, and then we throw it away when it smells. Hoorah.

My friend Shawn reminded me of COOL RUNNINGS. Remember that movie? KISS THE EGG, MON! Somehow having Jamaican friends now makes me feel closer to the movie....HA!

QUOTE OF THE DAY

"Who is this? Grand Ams SUCK!"

Dinky Bossetti

I woke up at 6pm today. I felt dead. I went to bed at 7 this morning. I woke up and I thought it was Wednesday.

I am enjoying Ben Kweller.

Mom came back from the store bearing Corn Pops, and I was cracking up. I forgot to add that to the list this morning. Well, there's another fav. Pop tarts were also purchased, along with apple sauce in bulk. My mother knows us all too well.

Poor Kyle is going to die because he has not slept for 20 hours. He has too much crap to do. :(

Even though I am Jewish, I really enjoy the song, "O Holy Night." I have NO idea why. I think my favorite version would be the Vienna Boys Choir one. Something about the song is pristine, crystal-like, cold, lonely, but hopeful. I don't know what I am talking about.

WHERE ARE YOU? Applejacks!

I have been searching up and down for an interesting blog to read, and I have failed in my attempt. I do have Kyle and the dude from Nebraska on my blog list, but I need MORE, people....MORE! SOOOO....if you happen to stop by, email me if you think your blog has what it takes! PLEASE?!?

Kyle reminded me of an old apple jacks commercial. The cereal, right? All these soccer teens are eating apple jacks around the kitchen table, and the dad comes out and asks, "Why do you eat apple jacks when they don't TASTE like apples?" Remember? And the kids would just reply, "Because, Mr. Stevens! We just DO!

According to the commercials, it was appropriate and normal for a large group of kids to be eating bowls of apple jacks at any time during the day. But the eating in a large group was key. And especially if they had some type of uniform. It is customary to eat apple jacks as a team after the practice of any team sport.

So what happened to the apple jacks campaign? Are they just too famous now to be in commercials? As a matter of fact, I rarely see commercials for cereal anymore. The only one I have seen lately is the special k one. What a joke!

Here are a few of my all-time favorite cereals:

Honeycomb, Fruity Pebbles, Coco-Puffs, Kix, Trix, Fruit Loops (not as fruity as Trix), Cinnamon Toast Crunch, FRENCH TOAST CRUNCH (Yay for the YMCA summer!), Alpha-Bits, Chex (I prefer RICE CHEX), Golden something (you know, that one with the frog guy with the hat?? Help me out here), Captain Crunch, and Crunchberries.

There. I sadly have never experienced the Cookie Crunch. Now THERE'S a cereal campaign if there ever was one.

Eli: Okay, see ya when we move out there..no pun intended.


Dad: Um, Eli...that wasn't a pun.


Eli: Makes ya think, doesn't it?

Melville

I had some notes from Moby Dick on the computer desk, and mom thought that they were my own scribblings. Yes mother, images of Nantucket, perdition, and guys named Ishmael haunt my thoughts. What troubled and restless youth!

This upsets me.

Diplomacy is the art of saying 'Nice doggie!'... until you can
find a rock.


Listening to the White Album today. This album never ceases to impress me everytime I listen to it. Not much going on right now, or today for that matter. Some lady with my name called from a moving and storage company, so I talked to her for a while. I hope Kyle is not dead right now. The man never sleeps.


"Spinnin' " on the Mp3 lately:

Coldplay-Clocks

Beethoven-1st and 9th Symphonies

Jefferson Airplane-White Rabbit

Madonna-Die Another Day

Moby-When its Cold I'd like to Die, God Moving over the Face of the Waters

Beatles-Entire White Album

Puccini-The Thieving Magpie

Rolling Stones-Satisfaction

Rockapella-Folger's Coffee Commercial! Yes, I am a dork. Just listen to it, you'll feel better.

Back to my vegetarian spaghetti.

IM abuse?

Kyle definitely has a knack for IM abuse. He has more screen names than anyone I know. I believe he should receive some kind of reward for signing up for the most names involving the words latex and sweaty. Hoo-rah!

Watching the NOGGIN channel never ceases to amuse me. Middle school situations, British accents, and braces. What more could you ask for?

Kyle

Kyle had a pretty raunchy night last night, and quite frankly, I am jealous. 7 couples came through our house today. Mom made a comment this afternoon that was priceless:

"I wish a couple of Mexican families would get together and buy our house! If they got together, they could qualify!"

Yet again, Zamar rocks my world.

Driving through town this afternoon, my black hate for this town seethed through my veins, and it tightened around my stomach. I thought I was seriously going to puke my guts up. But then again, I just had CiCi's pizza.

So the house is clean, Eli is at his girfriends, and mom and I are just sitting in the house. She wants to go in town for a movie or something, but my bones hurt. I think they long to be away from this cancerous tumor of a city. I can't wait to get to Denver, where topics of conversation don't revolve around NASCAR, pork recipes, high school sports, and fried food culture.

Clockwork Orange

I cannot believe I saw this movie only last night. Its a shame, it is, right brother? I really enjoyed the film. Truly a masterpiece.

When I went to get the morning paper, I found the weather to be gloriously COLD! YAY! The cold is comforting. Too bad I couldn't stay in bed and enjoy the cold a little bit longer. Not today, friend. We have an open house, and the cleaning should begin once again when mom finishes breakfast. I do believe I'll start with the vacuuming.

This house leans too heavily on me, like an emotionally dependent friend. It is too much. You can only give enough of yourself before you go mad. I relish in the thought that dad is coming to our rescue in just a mere 2 weeks. 2 weeks until I reach my utopia, and then life can indeed begin anew. Once and for all I will be able to wash the cancerous stink of this city off of my body.

Morning news finds us with more acts of selfishness. Indonesia suffered a bombing, and Australia is getting involved. Apparently a large group of Australians were touring Indonesia at the time, and many of them perished in the blast(s). A terrible, terrible thing. However, it is just strange to see and hear Australian voices on CNN. Our Aussie friends usually prefer to stay out of the spotlight as much as possible, and I don't blame them. Who would want to be involved in this mess we have, nowadays? Sigh.

I didn't read much last night, due to my captivating film experience. I finished up my Bett Williams novel, and I am currently chugging through another. I hope to keep up this process in order to maybe curb the restlessness in my soul.

Zombies and John Denver

Today has been extremely odd. Perhaps it is because I slept half of the day. EH. Yay for Shabbat.

I watched a CMT (ha) movie about John Denver. They had some actor dude that looked like Dana Carvey playing John. WHAT IS THE DEAL? He also had this little boy/squirrel/gay look to him, too. John Denver was a ROCK, and I don't think he was 4 feet tall. Maybe that is just me. John Denver was the man.

HAAAA! I am downloading Rick Astley's "TOGETHER FOREVER" right now. OLD SKOOL, majorly. Don't you know the song? THIS guy was actually very small in stature, but had a huge voice. I love it. "Don't you know I would move heaven and earth to be together forever with you?" BWA!

SNL tonight! They better do a Boston teen's skit. Ahh...and Faith Hill is the musical guest. Have you seen pictures of her from her new album? She is trying to look like BRITNEY! It is so sad. The chick is like 35, right? Guess what? You're not 20 anymore, troll! Lose the I-wanna-be-britney look. It makes me sick.

Open house tomorrow! YOINK. This means some major cleaning is going to be done tonight. I can't wait. Where should I hide all my dirty clothes THIS time?

"I like it. Fake food is a conspiracy. It's encoded with information on little microchips. You eat it and information is released into your brain that says, 'Go to the mall, 'You're ugly, 'Get a nose job.' "

-Bett Williams

Getting Grounded

It is amazing to speak with an expert when you are looking for answers. When I am unsure about something, I tend to be floating in the air, and I am pulled in every direction in the pursuit of truth. Not knowing where to stand on an issue can be quite unnerving. This is where one must look for an experienced and well-versed individual for help. And that is JUST what I did this evening.

My stance on what the U.S. should do about an impending war on Iraq has been anything but certain these days. It has been looming over my head like a rain cloud, and tonight I finally got rid of it. THANK G-D! Anywho--when encountering situations as thus, it is imperative to find someone with a clear understanding of circumstances on both ends. On top of a clear perspicacity, this person must have EXPERIENCE with the matter.

Hoorah. I think I reached my goal of being completely and utterlly nebulous. Break out the dancing boys.

Strange Dreams

I keep having these dreams. In this one, I went to college with Moby, and a bunch of Y people were there. Too weird to really describe. EH. Details always fade as I gradually become alert from my state of slumber.

Discovered a few more Mayer songs last night...or this morning? EH. Too very much enjoyable, let me tell you. I find that he really likes the word bypass a great deal.

Well, now we're going to go have lunch in town. My stomach is growling already, because I bypassed (heh) breakfast.

I really wish that I could see the video that some of us B.A.D.S. made at the beginning of this summer....must contact Sarah about this ASAP. Ah well. GO time.

11

I worked with my new mixing software tonight, and I think my brain exploded.

Survivor was mediocre, to say the most. Ghandia got voted off...I hope I see her sometime in Starbucks at Denver. I would tell her that Ted was a troll for what he did, and then have her put my hair into dreadlocks. Rock on, Ghandia.

I watched one of the segments from the history channel about the history of sex tonight. I was more than entertained. VERY detailed documentary about the topic of sex in the twentieth century. WHERE in the hell did AIDS come from???

So both houses of congress have given Bush the authority to use force against Iraq. That is, OF COURSE, if "he feels" that our diplomatic efforts have failed. What crap. Has it been to long since life has been taken? Perhaps some think so.

There is way too much cancer. Are we being SPRAYED with it? And why, pray tell, are 6 year-olds going through puberty already? This is sick! So tell me, are the hormones sprinkled on top of each happy meal hamburger?

Mah mah MUSIC!

"Die Another Day" is a spectacular techno Madonna song for the new bond film. Very bodacious and groove-thumpin'! WOO!

THOUGHT: If you played every Dashboard Confessional song, one after another, it would be a true epic of pain.

Mom made her awesome chili tonight--YESSSSSSS. Not only does it fill the belly, it FILLS the SOUL! Chili and Survivor go hand in hand to make a great Thursday night.

I am one class act.

I love that today has been rainy and overcast. It makes everything you do feel somewhat mysterious and cooler. At least for me, anyway. Going to get coffee...a black leather jacket, the sky is filled with dark clouds, puddles. AH YEA!

I get* what I own, don't let* the feelings that I choose*, 'cause everybody else do

New Madonna Video

So Madonna is singing the new James Bond movie theme, "Die Another Day." The video has just been released to MTV.com. Must check this out.

AGH! I HAD THE WEIRDEST DREAM!

I had this dream that I was playing a role in some theatre production...and Ana Gasteyer was in it. My brother was around, as well, and his girlfriend was this little short brat that I knew from high school. THEN Paul Taraska was in it! WHAAAAAT? I don't understand. That didn't make a lot of sense there.

WOW. I slept like a rock. Eli downloaded some mixing software, and I can't wait to use it. HOORAH for techno! Muahahaha. Better start working on some tunes...

No sleep. No sleep. I like t-shirts.

MUSIC

These are some tunes spinnin' on the good ol' MP3 these days:

BECK-Already Dead

CHEVELLE-The Red

COLDPLAY-Trouble

DANIEL BEDINGFIELD-Gotta Get Thru This (yes, I am a troll)

DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL-Any song from the album "Places You have Come to Fear the Most"

MOBY-Porcelain

PRESIDENTS OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA-Lump

EELS-Electric Shock Blues

OUR LADY PEACE-Thief

THE CURE-Boys Don't Cry

THE VINES-Outtathaway

TOM PETTY-The Last DJ

Annnnnnnnnd.....scene.

HOT OR NOT TURNS TWO!

My favorite old obsession, the HOT OR NOT, is celebrating its second birthday. Show the Hot or Not dudes some love, and visit the site for old times sake. Besides, seeing pictures of the "transgendered" claiming to be straight women is so sad, it makes me smile.

My jungle love! O-E-O-E-O!

Sometimes you just need to sit back and enjoy the music of the TIME! Yessss! Whoa. 3:36 in the morn, and someone just called. I picked up the phone, but the person on the end of the line hung up. Cheeky monkeys. At least they could've talked to me! I bet they were bored, too.

OKAY! I've got the best name! Jonas Dylan. I LOVE it. It just GOES together, does it not? EH. I know Jonas is usually a boys name, but this will change things. Mark my words, everyone will be naming their daughters Jonas in the years to come. Or not.

DAD is coming so soon! I CANNOT WAIT! He is finding a rental house for us this week. FUN times. We have to get EVERYTHING packed, STAT. OOOO!

I cannot wait for my books to arrive. Hey, if anyone reading this has 15 bucks that they don't want, head over to amazon.com! GET me a book! HA! I am kidding. Or am I? You can search for my wish list under ANDREA, in Indiana. My details usually include the word "TROLLS." Woo.

Survivor is on today! And a new CSI! That's what I'm talking about. I have never been much of a TV person until I had no life---which brings us startingly to the present.Yoink.

Hey, the night holds the key.

To what?

I don't know. Its early.

my name is jonas

I think I am going to change my name to Jonas. Not change my name legally, but I will start enforcing such an edict upon my family members and friends to start calling me Jonas. I don't even know why--this name just hit me out of nowhere. Its a simple moniker, and I think that is what I like to much about it. I really enjoy it. There.

I am working on a new site that I didn't get to tell Kyle about before he went to sleep. HOORAH. It is somewhat of a news/opinion/artsy site that I am putting together. So my new project is to definitely attack the HTML like there is no tomorrow! I am currently working on the layout...because that is the most important part, am I right? I'm right.

Oh...feel free to help yourself to some hot water!

headache

My head feels like an oven about to explode. I suppose it has been all the reading that I have been doing online tonight. TOO much stress on my vertebrate organs of vision. YEEHAW.

I ordered three books from amazon tonight. I am pretty jazzed to get those--I am dying for some literary sustenance!

I love the poetry of NICOLE BLACKMAN! Check her out, I am so serious. WEEEE! I need some corn flakes.

OUTTATHAWAY!

Tuesday, right? Listening to the VINES. Oh, how I love Craig. I slept on the couch last night. It was fun. It made me feel homeless. Ah, what I do for excitement nowadays.

THE LIGHT IS HERE! Dad is coming to GET US in two weeks! NO MORE EVANSVILLE! The time has indeed come! YAY.

I need to work on my French.

That there's someone out there who feels just like me...there is.

Strange day. I put a crazy Dick Tracy-like dress on hold at a consignment shop today. WHERE WOULD I WEAR THIS? I have no idea, but I want it.

Europe

I just got an email from a friend who lives in Belgium. You know, they really LIVE IT UP in Europe. I need to go there. Ah well.

Today = Sunday. Sunday = most boring day of the week. STRAWBERRY SUNSHINE AND ORANGE CITRUS RAYS, COME DOWN AND RESCUE ME FROM THESE GREY AND WOEFUL DAYS. Thanks. I just wrote a song for a Bath and Body Works commercial. IF thay had commercials. Do they? I don't think so. I am tired.

Saturday Night

And...scene. The premiere of SNL was indeed high quality. I think what makes me enjoy it so much is the obvious fact that the CAST is having such a good time. You can see it! Ahhh...I love the Boston teens.

Torah study was good...hoorah for Genesis once again. So many questions, and so few answers, it seems.

And....I'm spent for the day.

Invisible Fence = NOT ENOUGH

Is it a crime to take a walk around the neighborhood? All I wanted to do was take a nice, quiet, relaxing morning walk. According to the annoying brown beagle on Browning Road, it is too much to ask. Although he was held back from attacking me, the dog decided to follow me for the entire length of his front yard...which is about 50 yards. No kidding.

You know those friendly "walking people" that wave back at you when you drive past them? I'm not one of them, so stop waving. Thanks.

Two New Cast Members added to SNL Ensemble

Along with the premiere of SNL tonight (YAY!), comes with it two new faces. Fred Armisen and Will Forte have joined the cast to replace Will Ferrel and Ana Gasteyer. WHO are these people? We'll find out tonight. Click on their names to see their pictures, and just some info on their career. Between the two, I like Fred the most. He has that nerdy appeal. We'll see what they can do tonight! WOO!

Man claims, "I wouldn't mind having some chocolate pudding."

Wow. A man was found off the coast of South Carolina, where he had been stranded at SEA for two months. TWO MONTHS! Agh! And I thought staying in Evansville for two months was unpleasant. Read the story here.

Good Things

It may seem that I enjoy wallowing in all things lugubrious and doleful, but I can see the light farely often. These things I categorize as "GOOD THINGS." Not to be taken lightly, of course.

1. Lists

2. Olive leaf tea

3. Kyle getting a Buick

4. Chris Carraba

5. Going to sleep at dawn

6. The Nautilus Sleep System!

7. Iced coffee with whipped cream

8. Going to sleep with music

9. Parents who care

10. Someone that REALLY knows you

11. Truckers

12. Ben Stiller

13. Moby

14. Making fun of Robb from Survivor

15. Andes Mints!

Questions

Lately I have had an ungodly amount of free time on my hands. And as much as "free time" sounds like a good thing, it really hasn't been a good thing. Surprise. However, as much as it has been a pain in the arse, it has revealed something to me. Free time = dangerous. You know why? Because when you're bored, all you do is THINK. When you can't sleep at night, you stare into the darkness and THINK. About EVERYTHING. About everything that has ever happened to you. About everything that you have done wrong in your life. About your vices. About some of the good stuff you have done. The CRAZY stuff that you have done. A part of you wishes that you could have done more crazy stuff with your life so far. You ask yourself, "How do I measure up?" Am I wasting my life? What is next?

Questions and questions fill your mind, and they don't leave. Even when you try to answer them for yourself. You can't lie to yourself. At night when you can't sleep, it is just YOU. You're just left with the facts. Scary.

I have so many questions about spirituality. I am worried. Oftentimes I feel uncertain of what EXACTLY I believe. But "believe" is such a vague word to use. I think it is more about what I TRUST? I don't know. I am searching for something tangible to really hold onto, but I am having a difficult time.

Evansville Tops List of 2001 in "Most Unhealthy Place to Live"

I told you I wasn't kidding when I said that Evansville SUCKS!

Yep. Yep. According to a 2001 Self Magazine study, Evansville Indiana was on the top list of the most unhealthy places to live. Isn't this sick?? And people think this is such a great place to live. Um...think again, soccer moms.

Today is Friday? Does that mean anything special to me? Not particularly. It just means tonight is Shabbat, and the troll will be coming over this weekend. EH. Mom is yelling, so I better leave. Maybe this HOUSE is a pretty unhealthy place to live. YAY.

Biscuit and Honey

Today is Thursday already? Does it matter, really? EH. This week has gone by so fast...NO ME CREO! It is really hot and humid outside, and I just don't understand this. WHY? It is OCTOBER, for crying out loud. OCTOBER. This place never ceases to amaze me.

Eli is playing his drums right now. Funny how his hobby has rendered everyone's hearing ineffective. But that MIGHT not be so...perhaps we are just used to his demented pounding and pounding...

Survivor is on tonight, and this makes me happy. Kyle and I will have plenty of material to probe and study. Good times.

AGH! Eli is going to try to make Pad Thai tomorrow night! Ooooo...you gotta love it. The stuff of dreams, let me tell ya.

Dirty Pillows

What kind of dreams are these?

For the past week, I have been having some extraordinarily odd dreams. Vivid dreams, including tsumani-like waves, midget witches trying to kill me, buses flipping over on me, and dirty pillows! What is with the DIRTY PILLOWS? It's like I can't find any clean pillow cases in this hotel. All of them are entirely sheathed in black dirt and grease. Scary.

Torah study went well this evening. We had it at our house this week, which was nice for a change.

Do you ever just want to go to Hacienda in the middle of the night?

You want a VW bug?

Read THIS before you even THINK about getting one.

Children?

This is one of the most horrifying things I have ever heard of. 12 children beat a man to death in Wisconsin. You can read the story here.

Curlers

Right now I have a crown of curlers haphazardly placed on my head. I don't know why I never really learned how to put them on in some sort of organized and clean way. EH. I suppose it is just because of my long hair--WHY even BOTHER to put curlers in it??? Don't even try. However, now that I have my shorter hair, it has become a weekly task. People once asked me how LONG it took my to "do" my hair when it was long. It shocked them to hear that it really didn't take that much time. NOW, with the short hair, I HAVE to style it or stay at home. Styling = eats time. Yay for layering. BWA!

So now Kyle's computer is singing "Stand By Me" by itself for no reason. Hmm...possession? Verily.

Torah study today. I believe we are in the 5th chapter of Genesis now. However, I find it odd that since we finished the whole Torah for our regular Torah portion, that we are now going to start back in Genesis. Soooo....woo for studying Genesis on Shabbat, as well as in a separate Torah study. Hmmm....I just can't get enough of it.

I think mother wants to get new silverware today. I presume that this is a necessary thing.

Lately I don’t feel normal. I sleep too much; I don’t get enough sleep. The world seems so surreal when you don’t “know” time. Or does it?

Early Morning Musings

So here I am at 4:32 am thinking about this summer. It was a very RANDOM time, verily. One of my favorite memories would include a quote. A quote from a certain night when we wanted to watch Zoolander...but the DVD player wasn't available until 3:30 am. So what did we do? We put in the VHS Goonies, and layed down. We'll just get the DVD player after Goonies is over! Rrrrright. We fell asleep immediately. Yet before we fell into a deep slumber, I shouted encouragingly into the night:

"WE CAN SLEEP WHEN WE'RE DEAD!

My cry was met with hearty agreement all around. We all fell asleep 10 minutes after that. Maybe I should have taken into consideration that I had pulled an all-nighter the night before. I did indeed manage to watch 2 World Cup games and Gladiator. All of this fun with minimal head-nodding! What more do you need?

OH, I...I JUST DIED IN YOUR ARMS TONIGHT!

I am so sorry...I just can't help it. Can I just say YAY for the Cutting Crew? I am cracking. I should've walked away! Hoorah for the 80s, no? Listening to this song is awakening something in my soul....maybe it is the chilling keyboard that moves me.

In addition to this tasty song, I also downloaded "Owner of a Lonely Heart." That song RULES! Remember? Maybe not...

Wow. I completely avoided making any post on my birthday. For what reason, I don't even know. Maybe because I considered it as a day of mourning. BAH! SO activities included catching a movie with the fam, and then going out for dinner. Very exciting, considering the fact that I had not left the house in about 3 days.

All three of us are getting REALLY desperate about the house sale. I think we have even considered taken up smoking. That was mom's idea, and it really cracked me up. "Yes! Three hard packs of Marlboro Reds, thanks!"