In theory, breakfast sandwiches that you keep in your freezer to heat up whenever you'd like is a fantastic idea. In reality, the frozen breakfast sandwich is an evil little meal that defies all laws and is somehow molten lava temperature on the outside and frozen in the middle (like the two that I had while up north this weekend). At times, they come out hard as a rock (like the one I'm attempting to eat now). I'm buying English muffins/croissants and eggs from now on.
Monday, August 02, 2010
Microwaveable Breakfast Sandwiches
In theory, breakfast sandwiches that you keep in your freezer to heat up whenever you'd like is a fantastic idea. In reality, the frozen breakfast sandwich is an evil little meal that defies all laws and is somehow molten lava temperature on the outside and frozen in the middle (like the two that I had while up north this weekend). At times, they come out hard as a rock (like the one I'm attempting to eat now). I'm buying English muffins/croissants and eggs from now on.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Procrastination
So I have two posts for this blog written out completely in my head, but since I've spent my time recently watching bad reality television instead of completing two craft projects that need to turn into baby shower presents by Saturday, I just cannot spend the time to type them out. I'm sorry. Bad blogger. I promise I'll post on Sunday. Oh, wait, season finale of Survivor and Miss USA pageant are on Sunday. Monday? I always tell my students that the key to a good blog is regular updates.... I fail. Anyways, here's a pic of my least favorite Survivor ever and if he wins on Sunday I'll jump off the roof.
Monday, May 03, 2010
I'm back?
I'll try not to repeat myself too much as I'm sure that most people who are going to read Things Hated are also going to read Things Loved (although based on the past, Things Hated is much better) and I posted earlier over there about my tentative return to blogging. While I hope that some of my friends/stalkers will actually read the blogs, my return is based on the idea that blogging will bring about some sort of cathartic relief that I need from the cloud of anxiety that looms over me. Take, for example, what just happened.
I'm sitting on my couch watching The September Issue (I'm 23 minutes in and know you'll be reading about it on Things Loved soon) and I hear my screen door open. A quick glance out the window (no familiar car out front) and the lack of keys jangling tells me it's not a surprise visit from Andy or Brad returning home early from work. My heart starts beating faster. I hold my breath. I hear a knock at the door. My heart is in my throat and I feel like throwing up. I think about ignoring it, but it's fairly obvious by the lights and the tv that someone is home. I get up. My legs feel like jello. I walk to the door and see a young man holding a clipboard. I consider that stabbing myself in the chest is an alternative to opening the door. I open the door. He launches into a campaign about saving the great lakes and eventually pauses enough for me to tell him that I have no money. He's very nice about it, I manage to wish him luck, and he leaves. I collapse back onto the couch, shaking and short of breath. That was about 5 minutes ago and I'm still slightly shaking. I've not eaten much today and know that this terrifying event will prevent me from doing so for the rest of the night. I logically know how ridiculous this is, but that's anxiety disorder for you. Unfortunately the only thing that I've found that helps my situation is (somewhat) illegal and expensive.
So that's kinda why I'm blogging again. I'm hoping it helps to write it down. This is a picture of Gypsy, Brad's cat. I don't currently HATE her, but Chonga does. You can't see it in my crappy cell phone picture but she's got a nasty scratch on her nose to prove it. I do my best to be nice to her but sometimes it's hard. She's kinda a bitch.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Quitting Time
It has been a long time since I've updated the blogs... and I don't think that I will anytime in the near future. Blame MySpace, I get my internet activity needs there now. I've thought about just shutting down the blogs, but I think I'm gonna leave them up for archive purposes (feel free to browse through if you like) and also, if I ever decide to blog again, I'd like to keep the addresses that I have.
So, farewell world, if you're a friend, check out the MySpace blog. Peace.
So, farewell world, if you're a friend, check out the MySpace blog. Peace.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
That 70's Show
While I've never been a huge fan of That 70's show, it's always been one of those things that I'll randomly catch when I feel the need to be a couch potato and nothing else is on. Sometimes it's pretty funny. Since I always see it on UPN or something, I hadn't seen a new episode in a long time until the other day.
Can you say Jumped the Shark like a thousand times over? Eric and Kelso are very oddly no longer even on the show (yeah, apparently Ashton Kutcher has made the big time but what, tell me, is Topher Grace doing that beats his debut sitcom?), even though all the kids still hang out at Eric's house. Steven is married, and there is some weird new guy chilling with the gang.
I say end it already. It's painful to watch.
Can you say Jumped the Shark like a thousand times over? Eric and Kelso are very oddly no longer even on the show (yeah, apparently Ashton Kutcher has made the big time but what, tell me, is Topher Grace doing that beats his debut sitcom?), even though all the kids still hang out at Eric's house. Steven is married, and there is some weird new guy chilling with the gang.
I say end it already. It's painful to watch.
Thursday, January 19, 2006
Lions Hire New Head Coach
In a desperate move today, the Detroit Lions (aka Millen's Morons) hired Rod Marinelli as their head coach (do we see a pattern here? Is Matt Millen so concieted that he needs to hire coaches that have 'M' last names like him? Morningwheg.. Mariucci... and now Marinelli). Let's take a look at his vital stats:
* Assistant head coach/defensive line coach for Tampa Bay, where he has worked since 1996.
* Reputation as an outstanding line coach and teacher.
* Has never been a head coach at any level.
* Also has never been a coordinator, although Tony Dungy in Indianapolis and Lovie Smith at Chicago have tried to hire him for the job but the Buccaneers have blocked it.
* 56 years old, born in Rosemead, Calif.
* Played offensive and defensive tackle at Utah in 1968 before a one-year stint in Vietnam.
* NAIA All-America at offensive tackle in 1972 for California Lutheran.
* Coached 20 years at western colleges — Utah State, California, Arizona State and Southern Cal — before moving to the NFL.
WOW... So (not) impressed. Now, a few strategies he mentioned at today's press conference:
* “Football is a show-me game. I’m tired of talking. You start putting on pads and do the work. Let our film talk for us.”
* On quarterback Joey Harrington: : "I'd like to sit down and visit with him."
* “I want to be physical, that’s my style. I want to run the ball with power, defend with power.”
* "I belive in morale. It may be the No. 1 issue in this league."
* "I believe in the development of skill."
* "You have to be hard, but you have to be smart."
* "I want a team that will be in great physical condition."
* "I want a team that will play one snap at the time. And I know how to teach that."
Yeah, as if I couldn't have pulled similar gems right out of my ass, too. Things are really looking up for us this season. Oh, and I'm not bitter, in case you were wondering.
[Source: Detroit Free Press]
* Assistant head coach/defensive line coach for Tampa Bay, where he has worked since 1996.
* Reputation as an outstanding line coach and teacher.
* Has never been a head coach at any level.
* Also has never been a coordinator, although Tony Dungy in Indianapolis and Lovie Smith at Chicago have tried to hire him for the job but the Buccaneers have blocked it.
* 56 years old, born in Rosemead, Calif.
* Played offensive and defensive tackle at Utah in 1968 before a one-year stint in Vietnam.
* NAIA All-America at offensive tackle in 1972 for California Lutheran.
* Coached 20 years at western colleges — Utah State, California, Arizona State and Southern Cal — before moving to the NFL.
WOW... So (not) impressed. Now, a few strategies he mentioned at today's press conference:
* “Football is a show-me game. I’m tired of talking. You start putting on pads and do the work. Let our film talk for us.”
* On quarterback Joey Harrington: : "I'd like to sit down and visit with him."
* “I want to be physical, that’s my style. I want to run the ball with power, defend with power.”
* "I belive in morale. It may be the No. 1 issue in this league."
* "I believe in the development of skill."
* "You have to be hard, but you have to be smart."
* "I want a team that will be in great physical condition."
* "I want a team that will play one snap at the time. And I know how to teach that."
Yeah, as if I couldn't have pulled similar gems right out of my ass, too. Things are really looking up for us this season. Oh, and I'm not bitter, in case you were wondering.
[Source: Detroit Free Press]
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Happy Birthday! Or not...
I've never experienced this before but I discovered tonight that it's very annoying to be invited to someone's birthday celebration... and then that someone does not show up TO THIER OWN BIRTHDAY! How rude!
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Back to School
Vacation is over. It had to happen eventually. But I'm not ready!!! I had such a wonderful time on break (I literally caught up with EVERYONE I know). Why can't things be that way all the time? Slumber parties, holidays, bar nights, novel reading, reality television viewing... it was all so amazing. In the immortal words of William Shatner, "If we never had a problem, that's what life would be like."
I know I'm whining here, but I already have about a bazillion pages of scholarly journals to read and I JUST DON'T WANT TO DO IT! Oh well, back to the ol' grind.
I know I'm whining here, but I already have about a bazillion pages of scholarly journals to read and I JUST DON'T WANT TO DO IT! Oh well, back to the ol' grind.
Monday, January 02, 2006
Two A.M.
2am has been bugging me since I got back from Chicago... they have bars there that are open until 4 or 5. That seems to me now to be much more reasonable.
I went bowling tonight and could have stayed out many more hours... probably a combination of being conditioned to Illinois hours and the endorphines running through my viens cause of the tattoo I got tonight. That's right, a sweet clover on the top of my foot. More on that later when I have a pic to show.
Michigan, get with it. Bars open till 4am is the sweetest thing ever.
I went bowling tonight and could have stayed out many more hours... probably a combination of being conditioned to Illinois hours and the endorphines running through my viens cause of the tattoo I got tonight. That's right, a sweet clover on the top of my foot. More on that later when I have a pic to show.
Michigan, get with it. Bars open till 4am is the sweetest thing ever.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
The Times, They are Confusing
I must apologize for the lack of posts recently. I know I suck. But people, I've been going through some shit here. I've got like ten thousand thoughts in this little brain of mine and they are all running in to each other, smashing into a million pieces, and picking up as a whole totally new thought. Listen... I'm gonna get through it, it's really not that big of a deal. But it certainly is difficult to concentrate on something like, "what am I going to post on my blog today," when my feeble, vacation-ridden mind can't even decide, "should I work today or just sit on the couch and watch Eddie Izzard?"
I know, the answer to that last one is obvious, but I really do need money- I'm going to Chicago for New Years. And I want to pick up at least one more shift at GP before their Christmas party so it won't be wierd when I attend. Which I intend to.
I could go on here... laden you with every unmade decision that's floating around up there... but I won't, just know I'm doing my best to make things work out and I will attempt to blog like... once a week? Is that good for you?
I know, the answer to that last one is obvious, but I really do need money- I'm going to Chicago for New Years. And I want to pick up at least one more shift at GP before their Christmas party so it won't be wierd when I attend. Which I intend to.
I could go on here... laden you with every unmade decision that's floating around up there... but I won't, just know I'm doing my best to make things work out and I will attempt to blog like... once a week? Is that good for you?
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Snow Sucks
I hate snow, it is the worst, and I promise to be overly depressed and not blogging much until it's gone. Deal.
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Taking a Break
In case you haven't noticed, I'm taking a little break from blogging to concentrate on upcoming finals... take care, I'll be back soon.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Insomnia
I haven't slept a minute in the last 48 hours. And certainly not for lack of trying. Relaxation techniques, reading, 2 1/2 shots of NyQuil; nothing has worked. I've had bouts of insomnia before, but never this bad. At this point, I can't think straight, which is fabulous considering I have a class presentation in 20 minutes.
When I was younger, I loved Stephen King's book, Insomnia, and from what I can remember (it has been a long time since I've read it) eventually the guy ends up seeing all sorts of crazy auras and stuff and really, now, something cool like that is all I'm hoping for (it can't be long before it happens, I'm feeling all shaky and wierd right now). Well, that, and maybe a few hours of shut eye but I'm doubtful on that one.
To be honest, I don't even know what's going on, or if any of this makes sense, or anything. I'm just hoping to make it through the day. Five o'clock can not possibly come soon enough.
When I was younger, I loved Stephen King's book, Insomnia, and from what I can remember (it has been a long time since I've read it) eventually the guy ends up seeing all sorts of crazy auras and stuff and really, now, something cool like that is all I'm hoping for (it can't be long before it happens, I'm feeling all shaky and wierd right now). Well, that, and maybe a few hours of shut eye but I'm doubtful on that one.
To be honest, I don't even know what's going on, or if any of this makes sense, or anything. I'm just hoping to make it through the day. Five o'clock can not possibly come soon enough.
Monday, November 28, 2005
Farewell, Mooch
You shall be missed. While the Lions continue to lose. Over and over and over again.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
Fourteen Year Old Twin
I was at a party last night and when I walked in the door, this girl immediately started giving me these weird looks. Not one to be concerned about that kind of thing, I blew it off until she finally told me what she was thinking, that I look just like Ginny Weasley. Who?? I had no idea... she told me it was some chick from Harry Potter, and I think ya'll know how I feel about dear Harry, so yeah, absolutely no idea what she was talking about.
Anyway, I forgot about it, cause it seems like in this world, everyone walks around telling everyone else that they look like so and so the actor or this girl who I went to high school with... and it is very rarely the case that the two actually look similar. But then this girl showed me this pic of Ginny she had on her iPod photo, and I was shocked. She freaking does look like me. Especially with the way I've recently been wearing my hair. Too freaking wierd.
I showed my mother today at Thanksgiving, and I think she about had a heart attack when I pulled the pic up on the internet. And actually, just looking at it while I'm typing this is creeping me out. Oh yeah, and she's fourteen years old. Sweet. At 24, just what I want is a fourteen year old twin.
Anyway, I forgot about it, cause it seems like in this world, everyone walks around telling everyone else that they look like so and so the actor or this girl who I went to high school with... and it is very rarely the case that the two actually look similar. But then this girl showed me this pic of Ginny she had on her iPod photo, and I was shocked. She freaking does look like me. Especially with the way I've recently been wearing my hair. Too freaking wierd.
I showed my mother today at Thanksgiving, and I think she about had a heart attack when I pulled the pic up on the internet. And actually, just looking at it while I'm typing this is creeping me out. Oh yeah, and she's fourteen years old. Sweet. At 24, just what I want is a fourteen year old twin.
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
6 AM Should Be Illegal
My alarm went off at 6:00 am this morning... man that was a painful sound. Even more agonizing was when I hit the snooze and it seemed like 30 seconds later that terrible beeping started again.
8:00 am classes make me want to hit someone in the face.
8:00 am classes make me want to hit someone in the face.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Counting it Down
So, I use an incredibly simple counter system on the blogs... not even sure why I have them because they certainly aren't all intricate like the ones you see where you can tell how people found the blog, and they don't account for multiple log-ins on a given day. I check the blogs maybe twice a day to see if anyone has commented, so for sure they count my visits, which is weird, and god knows I may have a stalker that checks the blogs like 50 times daily.
But this is what really confuses me. Things Loved is way ahead in hits over Things Hated. I've been told by many people that Things Hated is way better (yes, I write more emotionally when I'm pissed off), and Hated debuted a good 5 months before Loved. Where do I have Loved listed that Hated isn't? Do people stumble upon it and then decide that it sucks so bad that they aren't going to hit the little link up top to check out Hated? I just can't figure it out.
Stupid counters, they drive me crazy.
But this is what really confuses me. Things Loved is way ahead in hits over Things Hated. I've been told by many people that Things Hated is way better (yes, I write more emotionally when I'm pissed off), and Hated debuted a good 5 months before Loved. Where do I have Loved listed that Hated isn't? Do people stumble upon it and then decide that it sucks so bad that they aren't going to hit the little link up top to check out Hated? I just can't figure it out.
Stupid counters, they drive me crazy.
Friday, November 18, 2005
Procrastination Station
This paper is weighing on my mind. The document is open, the sources are to my left, and I've even got the first third of it done. But something in me isn't letting me type another word at the moment.
I've purchased a "new" phone on eBay, done some Christmas shopping on Amazon, chatted with friends, formatted part of the appendix for the paper, and now I'm thinking I should catch up on Pink is the New Blog... oh yeah, and I'm blogging.
Eventually, I must run out of ways to procrastinate, yes? Lets hope so, it would be terribly unfortunate if this paper didn't get done tonight. Where does this issue come from? What is this thing in me that doesn't let me do what I need to do, when I need to do it? Nevermind that I have two days before it's due, I have IMPORTANT THINGS to do, like hang out with Fred Phelps and watch the Lions. Come on, KTC, buckle down. Write the damn paper!
I've purchased a "new" phone on eBay, done some Christmas shopping on Amazon, chatted with friends, formatted part of the appendix for the paper, and now I'm thinking I should catch up on Pink is the New Blog... oh yeah, and I'm blogging.
Eventually, I must run out of ways to procrastinate, yes? Lets hope so, it would be terribly unfortunate if this paper didn't get done tonight. Where does this issue come from? What is this thing in me that doesn't let me do what I need to do, when I need to do it? Nevermind that I have two days before it's due, I have IMPORTANT THINGS to do, like hang out with Fred Phelps and watch the Lions. Come on, KTC, buckle down. Write the damn paper!
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Evil Jimmy John
Jimmy John, yes, "the" Jimmy John, as in Subs So Fast You'll Freak and all that, likes to kill things. Big, rare things that he has to travel halfway round the world to find. This disgusting image was taken right after he killed this once beautiful, perfectly harmless elephant who certainly did nothing wrong except for mind its own business in its African home. My, Jimmy looks pleased, doesn't he? What a jerk. Don't eat at Jimmy Johns. Just don't do it.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
I Abhor Tuesdays
Everyone has their "worst day," that day of the week that you dread waking up on. Tuesday is mine, and here it is upon us.
There is nothing redeemable about a day that begins with waking up at 6am and involves school from 8am until 5pm (and I do happen to think that in a university conspiracy, they put all the most boring classes on Tuesday). As a bonus, today I have an exam. Should be a good one... I tell you, I'd give almost anything to climb back into bed right now.
There is nothing redeemable about a day that begins with waking up at 6am and involves school from 8am until 5pm (and I do happen to think that in a university conspiracy, they put all the most boring classes on Tuesday). As a bonus, today I have an exam. Should be a good one... I tell you, I'd give almost anything to climb back into bed right now.
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