mono on mifflin

so as most of you know, this weekend hosted the mifflin street block party! it was my very first, and i really didn't know what to expect. my roommates were so excited for it but i really didn't know why; to me it just sounded like a bunch of drunk people standing in the street. well, i was wrong. they aren't allowed on the street so they stand in the yards! it was really fun though, probably one of the best times i've had since i moved here. i got to see a lot of random people from high school that came to madison just for this party! it was really fun! i didn't like a lot of these people when we were in high school, but now everyone that i run into seems really nice. unfortunatly for me, i've been sick since spring break and i finally went to the doctor last week to see what was going on- turns out i have mono. the doctor told me NO DRINKING for at least a month. but c'mon now, number one, it's mifflin. number two, i've been drinking ever since i got mono and i've made it this far, i don't think it will kill me to have one more fun weekend. i know, i don't always make good choices. but hey, it's monday, i'm still alive and i'm going to class! that's because i'm a trooper and i'm hardcore. but my goal for this week is to only make good choices, which means no drinking, studying and getting lots-o-rest. good luck on your finals everyone!

time is(n't) on my side.

so you may remember reading that i broke up with my boyfriend a while back. i really didn't plan on meeting anyone new and i was planning on just being single for a while and maybe dating a little. well very shortly after we broke up, i met a guy and we hung out a few times and had a lot of fun together. we've been dating since and we see each other every day. i really like him and my feelings are just getting stronger the better i get to know him. i don't want to move too fast and i'm a little worried that it's not healthy for me to get out of such a long, serious relationship and jump right back into a new one. i'm not sure what to do. i really like him and i can see this going somewhere, and i don't think i should just back out of it because the timing is right. if there's anything i learned this semester, it's that things don't go according to our plans and you have to roll with the punches. if you have any comments i'd love some feedback or advice.
on another note, the old boyfriend called me yesterday. he wanted to know if he could come over and use my cell phone because his wallet and phone were stolen on thursday and he needed to call and cancel his credit cards and stuff.... that sucks big time. i feel bad for him. but i'm still glad we broke up.

for nikki

so my blog is in response to nikki's. my life is lame right now so i'll use my blog to respond to your situation. that's totally understandable that you are what some may call a 'relationship-phobe.' i think that we are influence a lot by our experiences growing up, and while you had friend's parents to fill in where yours were lacking, you were definitely exposed to an unhealthy relationship. no one wants to end up in a bad relationship or get divorced, so naturally we all try to stear away from something when it gives us an uncomfortable feeling. i'm glad that you realize that we can't change people; a lot of us (myself included) stay with people and think that they can change the things we don't like about the other person. i was with willie for over 3 years and i always told myself that the things that bugged me about our relationship would change. well, that's not fair to either person. you can't change people and you shouldn't anyway. why should i change for anyone or vice-versa? so i get the part about ending it when you realize there are things you don't like about the other person. on the other hand, that's how we grow. if i wasn't around someone who did things that bugged me or that i wasn't sure about i would be pretty sheltered. the thing that i really didn't like about willie was all the time i wasted waiting for him. he was always late. well, i hated that, but it really made me stop and smell the flowers now and again, because i am anally on time for everything. well i guess that's not a good example since we broke up, but i guess i'm trying to say that you have to give people a chance even if there's stuff you don't like about them; it can be good for both of you and you may realize that the things you do like about them outway the things you don't like about them. another thing to keep in mind: we all have a certain taste in guys/girls. we are generally attracted to the same types of people. well, isn't that kind of funny since those relationships didn't work out in the past? it can't hurt to be open people that you didn't expect to be attracted to. you never know i guess.

i'm going to start you on fire.

i have been having the greatest weekends lately. i really didn't think anything could top the city bus episode from 2 weeks ago, but i've got a close second. it started friday: another bus episode. this part wasn't really fun, but pretty entertaining. so i'm on my way home on the bus and i'm sitting by some unique individuals on the back of the bus. this lady is kind of fighting with some random guy and they are just talking crazy at each other. then the lady decided to talk crazy at me and told me that "her people could beat me up." i just sat there and pretended not to hear her. then she told me that she was going to "set my ass on fire." what kind of a threat is that? who starts someone on fire? anyway, that was my most interesting experience on friday. on saturday my roommate and i went grocery shopping. we went to metcalfe's connected to the hilldale mall. that was a very classy establishment, let me tell you. they had a ginormous dessert showcase; i got a giant chocolate rod thinger. delicious. so that put us in a good mood, and then we met a lady who was giving out wine samples. she was so fun! we sat and talked with her for half an hour and drank free wine! who would have guessed that i'd leave the grocery store with a buzz. anyway, we went home and i took an ideal nap..... you know, one of those perfect saturday afternoon naps where you have the whole day to waste laying in bed. after that, we made dinner. we made twice baked potatoes, asparagus and steak with gorgonzola cheese and sauteed mushrooms. it was soooo good!! i have to say, i had way more fun just hanging out around the house, unshowered and wearing sweatpants than i did going out the night before! i think we all need one of those chill-out, low maintenence days to get our ducks back in a row.

would you rather?

alright. have you ever played the 'would you rather' game? love it. i'm going to write a bunch of 'would you rather' questions and you readers can leave you answers in the comments. ready? go.

would you rather eat sauerkraut everyday for the rest of your life or receive a wet willy every day for the rest of your life?

would you rather have your sexual organs light up whenever you are aroused or have them make giggling children sounds?

would you rather have to fight to the death Andre the Giant or 25 angry little clowns?

would you rather be machine-gunned to death by lite-brite pegs or assassinated by cabbage patch dolls?

would you rather be mechanically induced to scream at the top of your lungs for an hour, or have your eyes glued shut for a day?

would you rather suck on a live cow teat for five minutes, or be imprisoned?

would you rather be 4'1'' or 7'9''?

would you rather have 3 eyes or webbed feet?

would you rather always have to say everything on your mind or never say anything again?

would you rather have sand in your shorts or water in your ear?

would you rather get free chocolate for one year or free potatoes forever?

would you rather be a deep sea diver or an astronaut?

would you rather always forget your name when asked or never remember anyone else's?

I'M ALLERGIC TO ORANGES! GET OFF!

So my roommate and I decide to go to the serf Saturday morning because I've never been there and I think that people who work out are cool and I want to be like them. So we are walking to the capital to catch the bus and the odd things begin to happen. First, we see 2 ducks that seem like statues. I know, ducks aren't weird, but it's weird when you start to chase them and they don't even move. We then see a little weiner dog wearing a red shirt. Again not weird, I just really like weiner dogs. We finally get to the bus stop which has the benches and a little roof on it. There is a guy standing right outside of the shelter waiting for the bus too. The roommate and I are talking, enjoying the capital view when an egg falls off of the roof and almost hits the man standing outside... that incident is weird. Get ready for part two... much more interesting than part one.
Part two: Roommate and I get on the bus and sit down. I don't know if you've ever ridden the bus on a Saturday or if this is the usual Saturday crowd but wow.... some real odd ones were on today. Right after we sit down, the bus driver turns around and yells "HEY!! WHO'S EATING ON THE BUS?!! everyone just kind of looks around, pretty confused. He goes on to yell "I SMELL ORANGES! WHO HAS AN ORANGE?" this old lady speaks up and says " uh, I have and orange but I put it in my bag..." then scary Mr. busdriver yells at her some more: "UH, I'M ALLERGIC TO ORANGES! GET OFF THE BUS AND THROW IT AWAY. DO YOU WANT ME TO GO INTO ANAPHYLACTIC SHOCK WHILE I'M DRIVING? IT'S BEEN THE LAW FOR FOUR YEARS... NO EATING ON THE BUS."
so naturally, I'm a little bamboozled by this over-reaction but I don't want to see the busdriver freak out again so I keep my composure... even though it was hillarious. So we start to travel toward state street and two sketchy guys get on the bus. One of them has a few patches of really long hair on his head and he's carrying a bike tire. the other guy seems a little out of sorts and pretty questionable. the second guy sits down right next to lady, which was not necessary because there were plenty of open seats, but whatever, not a big deal. after about a minute, the second bus episode happened.
the bus is calm, people are chatting and acting relatively normal when the lady sitting next to creeper number two lashes out at the creeper next to her; "Get off of me! You are always flirting with me and poking me and touching me! You are dirty and I want you to stay away from me!" Now everyone on the bus has got to be thinking 'what is wrong with that crazy lady?' the creeper next to her just shakes his head like he doesn't know what to say when the creeper with the bike tire pipes out and starts screaming at the crazy lady.
this was honestly the most confusing and entertaining bus rides I have experienced! at this point, the people are yelling at each other and the bus driver who is allergic to oranges is getting pissed off. i figured that was my cue to exit the bus, even though it was not my stop.
i realize that this blog was probably confusing and not as funny to you as it was to me, but wow. there are some really peculiar people around here. the end.

that's right, I'm a grown-up.

I turned 21 last week. I have to say, I was pretty pissed off when I realized that this year was a leap year because that meant one more day before I turned 21... (I know, one day doesn't really make that much of a difference). Time made up for that crappy postponement of my birthday by allowing spring break to be the week right after my b-day. I didn't go anywhere tropical or exciting, but the bar seemed pretty ideal after a frustrating and confusing part one to the semester. So I can finally go to the bar or order a drink with my dinner, and I'm pretty excited about this. The first place I went (other than the Nitty) was the Crave for a pre-party night martini. I really expected to get carded because I think I look pretty young for my age. Or at least, I used to. Late Bloomer; what can ya do? BUT NO!!! they didn't even card me. In fact most of the places I've gone to so far haven't carded me! I really don't get it. When I had the fake, everyone and their cousin wanted to see my ID. but BAM. now I'm 21 and I must look like someone's mom. I guess I just can't have my birthday cake and eat it too. I can either look youthful and get carded or look old(er) and live with the consequences. I guess I can't really complain yet. I'm still in my prime, right? maybe in 10-15 years I can actually start complaining about this.