Thursday, September 30, 2004

Rest in Pieces

My favorite pair of flip-flops finally gave apart this evening at the beginning of the science section of my required junior test (which is probably about a big an omen as you can get, seeing as I haven't had a science class in four years).
Hannah Math

To add to the list (and subtract at the same time):

6. The random chalk illustration of The Cheat (of Homestar Runner fame) outside Violette Hall for no apparent reason.

-3pts. How you feel the morning after eating an entire bag of Tootsie Rolls (a combination of hunger for real food and an immediate reaction of "if I eat something else, I totally will see it all again")

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Serving Size: 6 pieces

I just finished off an entire (yes, entire) bag of Tootsie Rolls...though I suppose technically five of them were replaced with others from another bag...anyway, I'm completely full of sugar, trying to work on my costuming history project, and I think I'll either crash completely or throw up within an hour or so.

Either way, I've sung along with lots of songs, threw candy at Ben's open door until he shut it, laughed hysterically for about three minutes straight, helped invent a new super hero (and arm him for battle, such as you can with an umbrella), disturbed a quarter of the computer lab, and left my foul mood of this morning completely in the empty tootsie roll wrapper-covered dust.

We'll see how I feel in the morning, huh?
At least I'll never finish my project for a conventional reason

The Beu Sisters' "Catch Me if You Can" is apparently my new favorite song, as I cannot stop replaying it to dance around at my computer, at the complete detriment to my typing skills.

But it's so confounded infectious!
questions, questions

So, do I go ahead and brush my teeth this morning like a good little girl, or do I stick with the chocolate flavor in my mouth and save that for all the coming moments during my first legal test when I could think "Wow, I really have no idea what I'm talking about...but, mmmmmmmmm chocolate!"

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

(Not that he was on the list, either)

I'm sorry, but of all the people I thought I might run into while working my box office volunteer shift today, Jarrett Anderson (here on a school visit with his mother)--trying to find the SUB, of all places--was not, well, even on the list.

Hey, I'm not complaining. I'd rather talk to him then, I don't know, Chris Bunk or someone like that.

Sunday, September 26, 2004

What a dolly!

I might be currently sitting in the computer lab, but I'm totally about five seconds away from seeing how my '50s style, newly designed-by-Krista hair looks with the '50s style, newly rented-from-the-'Ville red dress sitting in my closet and itching to be worn to the decade dinner thing tonight.

Additional happy thought: I might be going with Elvis!

Saturday, September 25, 2004

In an effort to provide something more than a sentence long

Five Trivial Things that Make Me Happy (in no order):

1. warm bricks under bare feet

2. from 3:40-3:55 in Dvorak's New World Symphony (M1), the most glorious fifteen seconds of runs in classical music

3. glow-in-the-dark sheep on the ceiling

4. alliteration - anytime, anywhere

5. quotes I write on post-it notes, lose, and find months later
College Nutrition

Saturday means chocolate for breakfast!

Friday, September 24, 2004

A fun party game for all ages!

Late last night (or early this morning, if you prefer), I threw out my entire musical organization system with the thought of replacing the entire thing RIGHT THEN.

I think if we played the "pick your closest mental disorder" game, everyone would win on my round.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Getting to Know You

Random Facts Attack!

* Freshman year, my Brit Lit professor would randomly sing lines from "Hard-Hearted Hannah" when I walked into the room at the beginning of class.

* I haven't gone on one Wal-Mart spree this entire year (so far).

* I do not completely suck at Text Twist. (Somewhat, yes. Completely, no.)

* My first costume shop casaulty came from unplugging my machine and getting a needle from under the table stuck in my pinky.

* It cost all of $20 to repair my baby flute, and that included a new head joint cork.

* Grilled cheese sandwiches don't effectively fit into T-Mugs.

Monday, September 20, 2004

How long has this been going on?

When did we get "Garden State" in Kirksville? Who knew I could've used that to take up my weekend?!?
Frigid as the ice-blue background colors

I'm sitting in the computer lab in a chair that obviously someone was just in, because it was already warm when I sat down, and the only way to make the Ryle computer lab warm would be to set fire to the paper recycle bin in the corner and gather around like street urchins.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

"...And I'll keep yelling 'til I get it!"

Quotable highlights from yesterday's marching band Top Ten List:

#7: At least we're not losing 77-7 [the previous week's score]... yet.

#6: At least the band's not losing ... yet.

#4: [to the tune of another cheer] No marching at half-time! Go, band, go!

Final score? 62-0 (Them, of course. You have to ask?) They were up by 48 by halftime and the band spent the entire second half chanting "triple digits! triple digits!" You can't say we're not motivational; it just depends on which team you ask.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Roundtrip from KC: $313

If I actually had my passport right now, do you know how unbelievably tempting it would be to just pick up and fly to Europe for a few days?

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Maybe my time of day will be the nighttime

When not even having your room "invaded" by friends from down the hall with wooden swords improves your mood, there's no hope left for the evening.
M'mm M'mm Good!

I [heart] lumpy soup.
Hello, Wednesday

I actually looked before crossing the street for once, thus preventing my would've happened death by car, only to celebrate by falling on the Ryle stairs. It's going to be one of those mornings.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Though I could always just blog away

The one really wonderful thing about working on papers/projects in the downstairs computer lab is--I guess--that I can't distract myself as well since I don't have all my time-wasting games bookmarked and would rather type than search aimlessly for them.
(Though a massive lack of script study-ness)

The victorious returns of the 315 Quote Board *and* 11 o'clock Easy Mac! It must've been all that first season "Gilmore Girls"

Monday, September 13, 2004

The Good, the Bad, the Ugly [Marching]

The Weekend in Bullets:

* The sporatic water breaks, the insipid tubas, the ever-present sun, and the massive dried out-ness + sunburn that follows: thank you, all day marching rehearsal.

* Bad idea: wearing socks with holes in them to marching practice. Good idea: buying the band-aid pack with the large sizes.

* I am apparently the queen of marching flute shirt ideas.

* the "Almost Famous" craving

* finally making progress on my leadership project proposal

* Greek tragedy combined with lots of Hexic

* sewing practice on the massive storage tubs

* the best personal apple pies a girl could eat!

* homemade fried chicken that I only had to walk a few blocks to nab

* (Have I mentioned the Christmas bells yet? Oy, the bells, bells, bells...)

* Piggy pox and two hours of the "That's Him!" game during the History Channel's movie on the War of 1812.
picky eater

I'm hungry, but I'm not going to eat a Pop-Tart unless I have something better than that new upside-down 7up stuff to drown it in.

Friday, September 10, 2004

On the plus side, I have popsicles close at hand

In a probably futile effort to make my back (and shoulders and arms) like me again after yesterday carrying around the "suitcase" (as the sewing machine is now called) to multiple classes while dragging a flute and books in my backpack, I have popsicles on my upper shoulders.

Wrapped in a towel.

And clothespinned to my shirt so I don't have to hold them there.

(I should probably take it all off before Melissa wakes up to go to class, but I may say screw it and post the pictures later.)
Busy Already

I haven't gotten to my decorating state yet, and I fear I never will now.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Been a Long, Long Day

The Christmas lights are on, Melissa's passed-out asleep, I spent two hours waiting for Oedipus to finally die off this evening, my bag of popcorn has been completely consumed, and there's Trace Adkins playing on the computer.

I think it's bedtime.
The fool!

Everyone else seems to know about it around here, even before I tell them, so I'll break it to the www: I'm officially the stage manager for my friend, Adam (of spring 2004 one-act fame)'s lab show, if the committee decides his is the grooviest choice of all.
Is it sad that this makes my morning?

To quote: "They are accessible, humorous and occasionally blow each other up," said Roland Jackson, of the British Association for the Advancement of Science (BA).

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Must. Check. Messages. MORE!

I negate the previous post. It's totally in a fantabulous, "waiting all day for this" manner as I finally checked my phone today and was asked to help with a friend's lab show (if it gets picked). Maybe that's why I'm having issues with Dana's show and straightening out an ASM spot?

Either way, it's about twenty to eleven, and my hair still looks fab.
(Mom, don't wig out--that's my job!)

...or maybe it's in a "but at least my hair looks cute" way, as I somehow ended up with a broken flute (You know how all the keys lie flat? One of the thumb ones was at a basically 90 degree angle there for awhile) and a lot of flipping out during band practice.
happy anticipation

Something great must be waiting to happen to me today, because my hair's doing that fabulous flip-out-on-its-own thing it does when it senses something important's about to go down.
I mean, *really.*

Two Random Compliments I *Never* Would've Guessed Would Apply to Me:

* Yesterday in Costuming after I asked about my hem stitch size and found out that, though they were increadibly too small, this was apparently also a good thing for other things. To quote: "Hannah, I'd take you as my finisher in a second." (from Christi, the costuming aid)

* After the fiasco that was Computer Applications today and talking Beth through all the steps that the grad student T.A. was neglecting to show all us: "You're my computer guardian angel."
Memo to Self:

I need to stop kidding myself and actually declare my intentions to go to bed, instead of believing that--despite past evidence--I'll actually stay awake long enough to find a decent stopping place in my required reading and not fall asleep with a book on my side and glasses on the floor.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Only related because I saw him this weekend: Caleb, Grandma wants Christmas lists by October

Apparently, my impromptu (though I'm sure my Mom wouldn't describe it as thus) trip home over the long weekend truly was as some people didn't even realize I was leaving until they read the dry erase board note. I almost missed out on cheesecake because of this.

I did, however, get to hang out at home, a feat I'd imagined wouldn't happen until Thanksgiving or so. Shopping with my Mom is just as fun as ever, comparing notes with my brother just as pop reference-y, and my Dad still has amazing enthusiasm for my class projects.

The cat is--naturally--still the cat.

I ended the holiday with a $10 Vanna sequin dress, fortune cookies, the start of a new 4-Year Plan (did anyone else know I could actually graduate in four years, majors, minor, and all?), doubles of so many photos, more food than I was actually planning on squirrelling away from home, and a half-hour ride with a rusty loom.

Not bad for a girl who figured she was going to read "The Oresteian Trilogy" all weekend, huh?

Friday, September 03, 2004

Or, I can just beat myself

New high score--beating the previous--789. It's amazing what I can accomplish after midnight when I've consumed too much caffeine.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

After the chilling affect of business class:

So, maybe that Ice Queen thing wasn't the greatest idea I've ever had, especially since it didn't last past leaving my legal environment of business (oh, yeah, bleck) class and had to talk to actual people again.
wrong side of the bed syndrome

I've decided to make "Ice Queen" my personality of the day and see if that improves my life any.