I switched to tumblr.

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firsty firsty thirsty?

1. Who was your FIRST prom date?
Jesse Scribner…but I’d like to say Gabe Hedger.

2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?
every once in a while…he’s a good guy.

3. What was your 1st alcoholic drink?
I think a drink of a beer one time when i was little…but champagne on new years

4. What was your FIRST job?
babysitting if that counts…but lifeguarding and teaching swim lessons at Sullivan Civic Center
5. What was your FIRST car?
the Ford Taurus…the “cliTaurus”…yes, my friends and i called it that. classy.

6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?
chase…..weird.

7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?
my mom cuz she was calling me to wake me up…and failed.

8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?
Miss Zimmerman. She was so sweet but she cried a lot. Which is weird.

9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?
My mom’s friend took us on a little plane ride over decatur when i was like 7. It was pretty cool.

10. Who was your FIRST best friend & do you still talk?
Probably Jessica Brandenburg…and no, never.

11. Where was your FIRST sleepover?
My babysitter and basically second mom, Laura, had a slumber party for me for my birthday when I was 6. I remember we watched scary movies and I ate a giant pixie stick. I also learned that Dennis Rodman was changing his name to “orgasm” and I didn’t know what that was.  weird things to remember…

12. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?
the girl at starbucks when I was ordering coffee.

13. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?
my sister, Tammy. I was the flower girl. I had a purple dress that I loved..and I wore it constantly when I played dress up.

14. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?
Jumped out of bed so I wouldn’t be late for work.

15. What was the FIRST concert you ever went to?
Neil Diamond when I was in my momma’s belly.

16. FIRST tattoo?
not…yettt……or ever….still thinking on that one..

17. First piercing?
ears, age 8. Then i was trying on fancy earrings before I went to the beach one day so I took them out and they closed up. poo.

18. First foreign country you’ve been to?
Canada. Lame.

19. FIRST movie you remember seeing in the theater?
Alladin

20. When was your FIRST detention?

oh wow…got a lot of those. Um…i think Mr. Brunner’s class for talking or something.

21. What was the first state you lived in?
come on feel the illinois…girls rock your boys…

22. Who was your FIRST roommate?
Laura Mizes, freshman year. Or Nicole V in journalism camp. yeah, i went to journalism camp. what up.

23. If you had one wish. What would it be?
self-actualization…my sister said that when she filled this out. I’m sticking with it.

24. What is something you would learn if you had the chance?
piano. to drive a stick shift. and italian.

 

happy valentime’s day…

to all the lovas out there…and the lova’s lovas….and the lovas’ lova’s lovas…

Sooo many reasons to love Jorma Taccone. And Gnarls Barkley.

This weekend is so interesting already. I waited on nothing but couples tonight. I know it wasn’t valentine’s day…this was the string of people that didn’t want to actually go out on the big day…but the night before. And they were cheap cheap cheap. I guess valentine’s day is really a day for assholes. That never take their girlfriends out for just any reason–so they feel obligated to take her out at this time. But don’t worry, they won’t sweat it too much. They’re just stiff the server to save some extra cash. I’m not bitter or anything…

I think my favorite table was around 8. Two 17 years olds that split a $15 pasta, drank water, and ate 3 baskets of bread. The girl was tall and still akward. Kinda pale. And wearing a black dress which made her look even paler. And her shoes were that cheap shiny plasticy heel. She had no product in her hair and it was split down the middle, straight, and about to her shoulders-all one length. Adorable. You could tell she had personality, but she didn’t really feel comfortable.

The boy was kinda cute in a 17 kinda way. He had a little vest on and some cliche black framed glasses and a lip piercing. He was all decked out in his little outfit. I could hear him saying “I don’t take myself too seriously…but it took me 2 hours to get ready”. He had way too much product in his hair, however. He should have given some of it to his girlfriend. zing. I thought it was really weird that he didn’t know what to order for like…10 minutes. I think he was nervous. It was cute. And they held hands. barf.

Some tips for guys on Valentines’ Day:

-Order for your date. It’s cute and gentlemanly. Or at least let her order first.

-Don’t drink water excessively. Its noticeable.

-Don’t text underneath the table. Its also noticeable. And ungodly rude. It reminds me of when adolescent angry teens come in with their parents and spend the entire time texting.

-Don’t put your phone on the table. It’s rude. More than likely you will get a call or text and of course you will answer it and that is also rude.

-Don’t check out the servers. Even when you are standing at the bar waiting for a table, you’re not safe. We will catch you. And give you the stink eye. Not to mention the fact that it is tacky to check out a server…while you’re on a date with your girlfriend/girl-friend/wife/ho/main slut or whatever.

-Don’t stiff the waitress. Or tip poorly. It makes you look really cheap. 20%. Come on, meow.

-Don’t pay so much attention to your date that it makes the server feel awkward to even bring you your food. I understand that this is your little time out together, and you want to make the best of it…but eye fucking her from across the table is just….awwwkkkwwward.

-Don’t get your date drunk. She’ll probably do something stupid. Which will, in turn, make you look stupid. And creepy. Wine gets girls drunk. Fast. Unless they’re fat.

-Don’t talk about how great the food and service is if you are only going to leave a 10% tip. Your compliments don’t pay my bills, sweet pea.

I love my job.

 

things i thought about today…

So I’ve been thinking a little bit about a lot of everything…and its about time I kinda vented. Wrong word. Myeh…hmm…err…wrote some stuff down. There. Simple as that. Not venting. Just thinking to myself outloud. Without opinion/input of others…because that just adds to the  equation that is my thoughts.

• I’m cold  a lot. Both in a literal and metaphorical sense. My house is freezing. I’m always wearing dumb robes and sweaters and sweatpants and blankets and i never want to get out of bed. My mom thinks I’m too irresponsible for a space heater…and she’s right. I leave my CHI on all the time. Thats not good.
• Sometimes I don’t listen to really really good music just because I was listened to an opposite, yet, equally good album at the exact same time. But then like a month later when I get sick of that band I can just listen to the one I forgot about. Its awesome. I rediscovered “in a safe place” by the album leaf and “peel slowly and see” by the velvet underground this week. treasures.
• i’m a fuckin nerd. but i like to laugh at myself so its kinda convenient.
• I’ve changed so much in the past couple years but when I’m by myself I catch myself thinking the same things I’ve always thought about certain ideas, issues, etc. Sometimes rewarding, sometimes wtf.
• I spend too much time on the internet.
• My days and nights are horribly mixed up. Serious note.
• I should spend more time by myself. But like…with phone, facebook, myspace, twitter, stumbleUpon, wwtdd.com, and TLC or VH1 or Bravo all off. If that’s possible.
• The other day when I was walking to class I dind’t know what to do with my hands. I felt awkward.
• Tonight I waved goodbye to one of my tables. They felt awkward.
• I have some really badass friends and I think I forget that sometimes.
• I really want to go to Lawrence to see E and J for E’s 2nd birthday.

• I miss Angie and Lauren. The two sisters I know the least who have the strongest influence on who I am today. Or at least I think.

I ordered Pickleman’s tonight. It was soooo good. The delivery guy (the pickle-man?) was so cold and I felt really sorry for him. I was so tired from work tonight. I seriously don’t know why I’m up. I think it is just because I know I can sleep late tomorrow and it will be jussst fiiiine because it is Saturday. I miss Saturday cartoons. Like, Looney Toons. Not Tiny Toons. Gahd how do you spell looney tunes? luney toons? They used to spell it right before the show. I was right the first time.

Okay…thats enough for tonight. I”m distracted.

 

work wrk wk.

So…I blogged a little tiny bit about working at the lake. I’d really like to follow up on that because I had so much to say about it. Today, Tommy, the copy room guy at my job at the j-school asked me how my summer was and I honestly didn’t know how to explain it all. Just chaos.

I really liked explaining people though. It was fun and what I do on a daily basis. I think I”ll start that agian. I’m sure the people I wait on at Sophia’s aren’t as…eccentric…but they might be a bit interesting. In a completely differen’t way.

As for my job at the j-school, it kinda just gives me time to blog. I’m actually at work right now. The guy next to me is in a deep conversation…but he’s not speaking english so its not weird that he’s talking so loud. Am i still technically eavesdropping?? Hmmm…now i feel creepy. I just got a new boss. She’s great. Her name is Cheryl and she replaced Anita, one of the sweetest ladies of all time. She was like my mom down here. I was really worried that Cheryl wouldn’t be as cool, but she’s pretty neat. She likes to talk about herself a lot, which is good. I like to talk about myself a lot, so it’s nice to meet someone that forces me to shut up and listen for once. Even if it is about completely random things that don’t matter. I just like talking to people who aren’t doing the same thing I’m doing right now. It reminds me that there is life outside of college and drinking and “networking” and internships and grades and coffee and blahh blahh blah.

 

i’m wide awake, it’s morning..

I just read my recent blog posts. I really wish I would have blogged while I was at the lake the entire time. It would have helped me maintain my sanity. Oh well…I guess everyone gets to go a little crazy now and then. I can’t believe its October now. My, how time flies.

 

weird….

Ohhh wow..I’m so amazed that I have been so busy and haven’t been able to blog. I’m actually not that surprised. But I am kinda upset, because so much craziness has happened lately and it would have been interesting to write about. Now I don’t know where to start. But hey, I’m at Panera right now. yeah, that’s right. Still no internet at my house. Very lame. I feel pretty disconnected from everything. This little world down here is so insane. I miss Columbia sometimes. Especially the music scene. I hate how everything down here is either top 40, really bad classic rock, or country. I hear that stuff so much while I’m at work already.

As for work, it has been fine. I haven’t really made the money I’ve expected to make so far. The weather has been bad and gas prices are killing me. But everyone is in the same boat. So what do we do? Go out every night and spend what money we have made to drink our worries away. It has been a good time. This weekend I finally made a little moolah. Good feeling.

 

i can hear myself blink

its late and my eyes are tired but i really wanna make this thing a habit. I just looked at my computer clock and had to remind myself that it wasn’t ten minutes fast like all my other clocks. i’m a “set-my-clocks-fast” type of person. That has to say something about me, right? I have no idea. I think it’s just a cushion for my procrastination….a chance to say “oh..i’ve got ten minutes”.

I wish i could set my cell phone clock fast. That’d be money. I rely too much on that thing. But so does everyone else. I bet if you could set cell phone clocks fast, a lot of people would. That should be a new feature.

i had to work tonight. it was mizzou’s football coach’s birthday today. there was a big surprise party in the back room. pretty wine & cheese. and I was the lovely hostess who had the splendid opportunity of walking him from the door to the room. my fifteen minutes of fame. It was so cute…later on in the evening this group of like 15 old people came in for a reservation. When they got there, coach pinkel was by the bar, so it turned into this big meet & greet. I bet that’s exactly what he wanted for his birthday.

my birthday is saturday. I’ll be twenty. don’t really get to celebrate. I’m going to the lake to work. It’s “harbor hop”…some big summer kickoff event…so hopefully i’ll make some KM (kash money). I’m sad that i’ll be working on my birthday..but maybe i can slip that into convo and get sympathy tips? haha…ohh, wow. But its whatever. I had to work christmas, and my birthday is basically equivalent to christmas…so I might as well work that too. my momma’s coming down to the lake for the week, though…so that should be nice. I miss her.