I have a place to live in Overland Park. Chrissy helped me pick it out. I like it a lot.

I am quite anti-homework and anti-cleaning, which is unfortunate considering all of the things i have to do that fit into those two categories.

Now I shall play the Sims.

posted by Kristin @ 4:32 PM 0 comments

Welcome to the Kristin's Going to be Late for Stat 250 Again Show! Our special guest today is a test that we're not too sure about.

Last night was awesome. I had a MAJOR flat tire as I parallel parked by Hitt Street Garage in an attempt to make it to Ad Club on time. Not just a puncture - it was a huge gash. It actually looked like one of the little doors in an advent calendar (you know, where you pull out the chocolate) but about 5 times bigger than that. So I called my favorite mechanic, one miss Abby "Cap'n O" Peterson and we attempted to change the tire. Luckily, a man who had just had two martinis and a half pound of salmon found us on his way to choir practice and wanted to work off the alcohol.

Then I went to Sears to get a new tire and made friends in the auto department. Then I got to eat at Arby's. MMMMM I love Arby's. Then I went to Barnes and Noble to find books on car maintenance but instead got distracted by the knitting books. A nice woman and I talked for about half an hour and showed each other our favorite stuff. I got my car and came home and tried to study. I don't have the best feeling about this, but perhaps I will surprise myself.

Did I wash the conditioner out of my hair? I hope so.

posted by Kristin @ 8:29 AM 0 comments

Stress makes me sad and lonely. I'm thinking a lot about people I haven't seen for almost a year, people who truly know what "It's Easter!" means. I watched the new kids get tapped and it was nice but it wasn't the same because Katie wasn't hearing Thomas Jefferson and Natalie wasn't being a spy and Leanne wasn't eating jelly beans and Jessica wasn't carrying around the wedding planning book and Alana wasn't a a double agent and Mary wasn't scowling at me and I wasn't watching a surveillance video in the dark. Having friends that nobody else knows about is hard. You want to explain all about these people and why you love them so much and how they were the brightest part of your week and how now it's very sad when you think that that time is over. I didn't believe it was really over until the new class was unveiled. I just...I'm at a loss.

There are no words for how many emotions are swirling behind my eyes, right where the tears form. It burns and I want to cry and I want to scream and I want to sleep for days. I am so confused about everything and I keep saying the wrong things and I just don't know what's going on. I know it's all because of pasta and senior citizens and ANOVA and salsa but I'm afraid it's going to destroy everything else.

posted by Kristin @ 8:21 PM 0 comments

The sickness is almost gone. Just a little wheezing left over to remind me that I hate exercising anyway and my boyfriend thinks I'm hot and that's all that really matters, right? Right-o.

I am all about the homework tonight. I've done a lot of capstone work but still have a hill of stuff to do. Media plan, schmedia plan.

Ooooh, I'm talking to Chrissy!

posted by Kristin @ 9:24 PM 0 comments

Everything tastes like disgusting thanks to my inhaltor and cough medicine with codine. Blech.

My fever is gone (I hope - I'm running out of thermometer covers) but I still feel like I have emphasema. I hope I can go to class and stuff tomorrow. I've had enough of this.

None of the clocks in our house work, so I'm never really sure what time it is when I'm downstairs.

posted by Kristin @ 11:23 AM 0 comments

I was tested for SARS between 1:30 and 4:00 a.m. Meningitis, too. I don't have either. I do, however, have a horrible case of bronchitis and the worst fever I have ever experienced (I can't even remember the last time I had one). I'm on a bunch of prescriptions and I have a huge bruse on my right arm from an IV for pain medication. I can sit up now, which is good, but I'm bored out of my mind.

But I totally ruined Justin's birthday, so for everyone who was planning to hang out tonight, I'm really sorry. I wanted him to have a great birthday and instead he's going to sit around here while I sweat and drink Sprite.

My body doesn't just hate me - it hates everyone else, too.

posted by Kristin @ 4:23 PM 0 comments

3509 LaMesa has been the headquarters for drama since the end of spring break. Too much like Traumarama, not enough like Bananarama. (Did they have any other song besides "Venus"?)

I am so NOT a fan of J-Lo's new video, which is pretty much a re-enactment of Flashdance. But the scary thing is that her butt doesn't even move. Doesn't even shake a little bit. That is so not normal. It's like she's hiding rocks in there.

I have a global communications test today, but unless he asks us about McDonalds or ...

I just got an internship offer. Not my first choice, but definitely a good one.

I HAVE to study.

posted by Kristin @ 9:03 AM 0 comments

My normal life is back so I can blog again.

MAJOR ANNOUNCEMENT: I will no longer be teaching crocheting.

I just can't, okay? I'm tired of dumb-asses who can't hold the hook right. God, my dog could do it. If you're my friend I will definitely help you out because I love to pass along the gift, but if you're some freaky hippie chick at the Women's Center, I think I'm done. Done done done. I wouldn't mind if so much if I was getting paid, but I'm not and I'm tired of givin' it up for free.

EVEN BETTER NEWS: I freaking finished my slippers and they are AWESOME. If you want some, I'll get 'em to ya. You supply the yarn (has to be wool) and let me know how long your foot is. These things are molded to my feet. So soft. So amazing. Felting is great and fast and I was so excited that I kept turning on my light after I was in bed just so I could look at them while they dried.

You know, everyone has headings and titles in their blogs and I don't want to do that and be like everyone else but I'm feeling the pull. Peer pressure sucks.

Let's say you've been dating a guy for nearly three years and you love him more than toast (which is a lot) and you know that you're going to be wiping down the bathroom sink after he's finished washing his face for the rest of your life. What would you get him for his birthday? (Please keep in mind he won't wear logos, has 400 CDs and hasn't read the last two books you gave him. But he's incredibly sexy and will dance with you.) Shout it out.

posted by Kristin @ 1:48 PM 0 comments

Things that happened this week:
Monday:
1. I can't remember because that was a very long time ago. I think I had pasta for dinner.
2. Oh yeah, and something was really hurting my right eye.

Tuesday:
3. The right eye still hurt so I went to student health instead of stat 250 and walked out with a white eye patch the size of Toledo. Sexy.
4. I went to the last 20 minutes of my stat class and scared the hell out of my teacher, who streaked white chalk across his face in what I can only assume was solidarity.
5. My entire capstone asked "What happened to your eye?" every three seconds because it is physically impossible for all of us to pay attention at once.
6. The official answer, according to Sarah, was "I was on the beach in Cancun and fell asleep and some sand got in my eye."
7. To that I answered, "And now I'm just wating for it to turn into a pearl."
8. I got sent home from the News Bureau because I had no peripheral vision and kept slamming into people and trees.
9. So obviously I couldn't drive. I found Jon to take me home and was ridiculed. Then I watched tv with one eye. Not easy.

Wednesday:
10. Drove to St. Louis for a five hour interview and drove home. Yes, five!
11. Took best friend's boyfriend (and undercover ninja) to the emergency room. Spent two hours with: a girl who cut her toe on a tanning bed, a man wearing a lead pipe on a chain around his neck and a woman projectile vomiting.

Thursday:
12. Went to Burger King with my favorite octogenarian.
13. Had salad at the Olive Garden.
14. Spent a nice time with my boyfriend. Mmm, Boyfriend.

Friday:
15. Woke at 4:30 a.m. Drove to St. Louis at 5:30 a.m. Got on plane. Got off plane in Chicago. Took L. Found Michigan Avenue. Had great interview. Went back to L. Went back to airport. Waited for 3 hours. Got on plane. Storm storm storm still on plane. Left an hour and a half late. Drove home from St. Louis. In house at 8:45 p.m. Asleep by 9:20 p.m.

Saturday:
16. Slept.
17. Had nice time with friends and movie.

Sunday:
18. Waste of time homework.
19. Made salmon and had lovely dinner with roommate.
20. Cleaned the bathroom.

Good times.

posted by Kristin @ 8:35 PM 0 comments