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Miscellany Well, I haven't been in much of a mood to update lately. Funnily enough, that's because I'm working on a major redesign right now. I can only do one blog-related thing at a time it appears. Apparently I don't multitask well. The Donald would totally fire me (though I'm not a minute hoarding clock watcher.) So, today's entry is a bunch of randomness that I didn't feel like developing into full entries. Reap the fruits of my laziness. :: ::: Firstly, as you may be able to tell, I've just finished watching the finale of The Apprentice. Best. Show. Ever. So good, so tense these last few weeks. I'm a notorious Survivor fiend, but I have now officially channeled my Mark Burnett love in a new direction. I'm totally in love with Carolyn, one of Trump's hench(wo)men. She's my new TV crush, and no, the fact that she's a girl makes no difference whatsoever. I'm an equal opportunity TV-crusher. She rocks ... old school. :: ::: Yesterday I rented Urban Legends from work. Honestly, I know it's a cheesy horror flick but it is probably the one movie that I've ever been seriously (like long term) scared by. For weeks after I saw that film the first time I was nervous about things like putting my feet down out of my car door (Someone's going to slice my tendons! And kill me!) and sleeping with the closet door closed (Someone's in there! To kill me!) and staying alone in my dorm room (My roommate will never even notice! But he'll kill me!) and on and on. Really, it's quite a revelation the number of people who could potentially want to kill me. More than, say, a random bunch of absurdly stupid people getting whacked in a cabin in the woods, there is something insidiously scary about all those stories you've heard since you were young being brought to life on film. It seems so much more like it could happen. Honestly, I don't know if I wasn't to watch the movie again, now that I think about it. If I do I think I'll be at the computer on the Snopes Urban Legend Reference pages the whole time. And I'm not eating PopRocks and Coke. Creeepy. :: ::: I have lost my black sweatshirt and I'm really damn upset. I know I got off the plane in SB with it, I know that it is nowhere in the apartment, therefore it must have been left in the cab. I would like to state for the record (and in a serious fit of pique) that you should never, never use the Checkered Cab Co. For one thing they way overcharged me (They charge a base rate to IV, which the driver didn't tell me until I was in the cab and we had left the airport) and for another the manager has been really rude as I've been trying to get my damn sweatshirt back. He says no one has turned it in. Fine. It's not his fault (except that he should manage his cabbies better.) But he wouldn't even promise to ask the driver about it, or to give me his name. He's been stonewalling me at every turn, where everyone else I called about it (and I did cover all my bases) was extremely helpful. I'm seriously pissed. I know it sounds silly, but the sweatshirt was expensive and it's kind of the principle of the thing. I'm sticking with Yellow Cab from now on. :: ::: This month is honestly just kicking my but. Between work, tours (large ones) and school, I'm feeling stressed and pressed in a way that I haven't in a long time. I have never had too much trouble in school (or at least not since middle school) in managing my time but this quarter I feel like I constantly have something to do, and I'm constantly exhausted and I'm always about two steps behind where I need to be. I just need April to be over so that the tours shrink back down to normal and I can cross that off my list of things to stress about. I'm not even thinking about what the hell I'm going to do this summer. :: ::: Lastly, I'd like to say, watch this space! At some point in the next few days there will be big changes with this blog. The overhaul includes many of my new technological skills, including a scrolly thingy. Oooh ... scrolly. 11:55 p.m. April 15, 2004
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"They have lots of disturbing cross sections of animal reproductive organs"
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