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Name: Melody Birthday: 10/13/1982 Gender: Female
Interests: crocheting, piano, cello, tennis, buying lip gloss, avoiding apples, sleeeeeeping Expertise: folding clothes, making ramen, cutting mangos, naming colors, sleeeeeping
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8/19/2002
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| so... lots to update since last time... sorry xanga... i actually forgot my password and had to reset it just now... i guess the biggest thing.. i bought a condo!!! closed on 8/28.. the 2nd floor is VERY sparsely furnished right now... 1st floor is okay because the previous owners sold me their stuff.. which all matched very nicely the only thing i did for the first floor.. was buy purple curtains.. which ended up being see through.. so now they're sienna.. very autumny color, don't you think? so.. my bedroom is fine.. it could be an ikea commercial, seriously... then i have a study room, which only has 2 bookcases in it right now.. filled with study material.... (hence, the study room..) then the other room is what i like to call the "internet room".. which is only because that's where the internet cable is.. so all that room has is... a modem and a router... and a fake christmas tree the previous owners didn't take with them... i still can't cook though... send me recipes!! (that means you, marsha!!) what else... my exam is over.. now.. it's just a waiting game until end of december.. not much to say about that except.. yay! i'm done! i have free time!! dan's not making pouty faces anymore!!! and i voted today! the first time non-absentee.. it was really exciting!! and it didn't take too long either!! it was at my old elem school.. and it took 15 minutes altogether.. 5 minutes to vote, and 10 minutes to pick something from the bake sale.. it was for the PTO and it was the least i could do for my school =) and i ran yesterday so it's okay.. oh and i turned 26.. dan was incredibly sweet and threw me a little surprise party now i'm older than he is.. mwahahahahahahaha.... by 2 months... but i could vote 8 years ago and he was still too young.. and in high school! hehehe. so now.. i'm just waiting until 24 comes back. but in the meantime, i've found new shows i like! chuck and bones.. so good. i'm addicted... speaking of tv.. i really liked sheena from top model.. i usually am overly critical of asian females on tv.. because it's always like hmph. if they just wanted some random asian girl who can't act/model/whatever, they could have just asked ME!!! but sheena was awesome.. but now she's gone, and i can only root for analeigh now.. okay. time for wine & cheese......  | | |
| i'm hoping that if i don't go to sleep, then monday won't come, and i won't have to drag my derrière into work.. don't think that has ever worked though... one of these days, i am just going to take a week off from work, and do absolutely nothing.. i think right now, i am slowly burning out.. or at least flickering.. august will be a good time for a week off.. i have 3 weeks of vacation left anyways and i have no idea what to do with them. although.. in today's sermon i heard that only 1 out of every 5 people have absolutely no form of mental illness whatsoever. so maybe i'm just slowly going insane... one day at a time though... if i fall asleep right this minute, i'll get 6 hours and 5 minutes of sleep.. but that won't happen.. i will wake up at 8am.. snooze until 8:30.. 50% probability that i'll reset my alarm for 8:45.. finally get out of bed at 9.. and somehow maneuver through traffic to get to work before 930... if i somehow make it before 9am, my boss will have a heart attack.. and i would never do that to him.. **edit** well what do you know... so it turned out that... i got to work at around 9:40 ish... realized i left my laptop at home... turned around to go get it... by the time i got back downtown... i still optimistically circled the really close parking lots, in hopes that someone had already taken a half day or something... finally admitted defeat and made my way to the farthest lot... then waited for the shuttle to bring me to the office building.. arrival time- 10:15am..  on a positive note, i really like my new raspberry shampoo... | | |
| ARGH.. remember the lindt truffles the guy bought me? well.. i hastily threw them in the backseat of poor vic. hoping never to see them again... and then last night, i discovered chocolate stains on my backpack........ the stupid freakin chocolate melted (in 50 degree weather?!) in my car.. and left milk and white chocolate blobs ON THE SEAT. AHHH!!! my 1-year old baby has been sullied.. deflowered.. besmirched!!!!! waahhhh! this is what i get for being so gosh-darn ridiculously charming (and modest). HMPH. ps. cleaning suggestions would be most appreciated.. | | |
| hmm. so.. i was studying in borders today.. and i had to take a break from the high school kids playing with magic cards at the next table. one thing that annoyed me.. there were 4 of them. 3 guys. 1 asian female.. but they were playing in sets of twos... not like i was paying attention or anything.. i was dutifully doing a practice exam. but the point is... i got annoyed.. with the girl. you see, every 30 seconds.. well i don't know about that.. but at least once a problem.. .she'd go "my turn?" ............ "oh, my turn?".......................... "is it my turn?" i was tempted to make a "YES!!!" sign for the poor guy with whom she was playing so he could hold it up every time she asked. i mean seriously.. you are playing with one other person... if it's not his turn.. chances are, it's your turn. it's really not that complicated. i mean, it's just a binomial distribution with m=1 and q=.5.. and it's not like you lose track of whose turn it is.. you go.. then he goes... and when he's done.. guess what? you go again! i'm definitely angsty melody today.. so during this break. i was looking at some random books .and this random guy walks up and says "hi, i'm jaime.." nono.. not "JAY-mee" but "HI-meh". holds out his hand. and asks what's your name? so.. being angsty melody. i say.. "and why do you want to know?" anyways.. he creeped me out.. and bought me some lindt truffles..?!?!?!?!?!? SOOO not eating those!!! ughh... and i dashed for my books the earliest chance i got... feigned a phone call.. (made a 'help!' call to dan, actually... he wasn't there.. but it's okay because i escaped anyway..) ooooooh and he said he'd buy my coffee next time i went.. which won't be for a while now..... iiiick.... he gave me the bejeebies... you know, borders has some WEIRD people... last april, this guy named mark followed me and katie out to the parking lot and asked if we wanted to see his car.... to which we gave a resounding "NO!" but the point of this whole rant..... during this break... post-high-schoolers and pre-jaime.. i was browsing the shelves.. looking for interesting books.. and for some reason .. i thought about the whole "never judge a book by its cover" saying.. because for me.. i was drawn to books with nice covers.. pink, light blue... or those with nice legible font on the spine... simple, yet not black and white.. i noticed that i needed color.. (but not too much.. à la a hundred years of solitude by gabriel garcia marquez... WAY too much color) or the paperbacks with a nice texture.. you know, not the ones with the glossy covers, but the ones that feel kinda powdery... like eggshells.. and i noticed this at the time.. i remember thinking. hm... melody.. look for pretty books... and then a little voice said.. well what if there's an amazing book out there with a glossy brown cover and ugly font? so i guess.... i mean, i wasn't judging the books by their covers per se.... how can you judge a book if you don't even notice it? but then.. by not noticing.. was i just assuming it wouldn't be good? and thereby.. judging? and if i really wanted to be fair, would i need to pick up every single book and give it a chance before tossing it? but isn't that a little impractical? i honestly don't know where i'm going with this... i guess what i'm saying is that i don't think people intentionally judge books by their covers. and yet they do. | | |
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