Everything is Funner With a James Bond Theme

So, even though it's 2:30 AM and I'm still awake right now (it's a combination of the TV, the pokemon and the skin reaction I'm having on my face . . . Oh and the loud drunk people in the dorm) I will be getting up before 7 AM tomorrow to be a passenger in Alexis' motocross. When she asked me to be her passenger I was honored. Then, Jenn said it would be a bad idea because I would be a distraction, but I promised I would be silent.

Basically, no one believed me. But Alexis said it would be okay even if I was humming a James Bond theme song like Jenn said I would . . . So I think I will.

In other news, I remembered that Alexis has to be wearing a helmet while she drives. This partially makes me fear for my life, and partially makes me even more excited because it's gonna be hella funny sitting in a car next to someone wearing a helmet.

Lexy out, bitches.

I'm Tired

I would like to take this moment to mention a certain someone that I live with. She mentions that I am constantly talking about her in my blog posts, but in actuality, I am in ALL of hers but one!

Eh, I don't really feel like blogging today. I'm tired. I got up at 7 to go to the gym. Nighty night.

The Dining Hall . . .

. . . Is a place where many a thing happen each day.

For instance, it is where you see people that you don't want to see. It happens to me constantly, all the time, and today it happened twice. Today it happened five feet away from me. But enough about that . . . I'm curing cancer so it doesn't bother me as much, LAUREN.

Today for dinner with Alexis, I sat in the wrong spot. It is where Lauren and I used to sit, but we soon changed because I realized that I don't a view of all the pretty boys when I'm facing the wall.

Also. Alexis and I have a theory about names. People with similar names are similar people. The idea originated from ourselves. We are very, very similar people. Both quite loud and very much fun! And then we started to name people that we knew that could be similar. Alexis knows a Jenn who is also very mothery like our Jenn. Not as sarcastic, she said. Anyways, this is a dynamite theory and people should start talking about it.

In further news, I am as Kayla says, "Not as loud as a fire alarm." The good news is that I'm not as loud as a fire alarm; the bad news is that she felt the need to bring a fire alarm into the conversation as a comparison. Apparently I yelled very loudly in the dining hall today because LAUREN was disinclined to acquiesce my request. Everyone already knows I have trouble controlling the volume of my voice, so I don't know what they were expecting. I mean REALLY.

Fire

Fire has many uses.

It can lights things such as candles, fireplaces, grills, stoves, drugs and other things.

It is also something that sets off alarms. And when you live in a house, it's fine. It makes a really annoying noise for a while and then it stops.

But in college, if you set off the fire alarm, 400 people have to walk outside and stand in the elements until people say it's okay to come back inside. Me and my friends have ALMOST set the fire alarm off twice this year. Once with a burnt crust and once with trick candles. (That one wasn't my fault . . . It was only for my birthday.) But the other day a radiator exploded on the 6th floor and the sprinklers went off and they had to put new carpets. I was cooking at the time and definitely thought I set off the alarms and that 400 people were gonna hate me. Good news was it wasn't.

Today there was a drill. We think it was because we didn't "do a good job" when there was a "real fire" a few days ago.

Personally, I don't mind. There's always a lot of scenery outside. ;)

"F" is for Filter

I would have liked to use this blogspace to talk about something very fun and nice, like the Office, or how excited I am for Glee to come back on TV. However, certain events have caused me to need to blog about filters.

Anyone who knows me knows that my word vomit filter is set to low. Lots of impurities and bad things get through. However, certain things further hinder the word vomit filters ability. (Perhaps not so much as Jenn's filter, but I think it's because her filter works overtime when she's normal that it collapses under pressure in different circumstances.) For example, drinking an entire bottle of wine causes me not only to be loud and unsteady on my feet, but also to say things that should be kept inside my head, and especially things that should not be texted. It also tends to jumble my thoughts and lead to saying things that aren't even true the next morning.

Can I buy a new word vomit filter at the same place I buy water filters?

In other news, Jenn forgot to update her blog yesterday and I didn't. So I win. Bitch.

Sunday Night Dinner With Wine

Today was a great day. Last night we stayed up watching the Office and pizza until 3 o'clock. This morning, Alexis and Lauren burst into our room and yelled, "It's 3 o'clock!" I was like WTF but then they were just kidding. It was only 1 o'clock. So I got up and me and Lauren began to make a Glee power hour. At this moment i would like to shout out to Lauren for spending multiple hours with Garage Band and iTunes, making this power hour possible.

I can't make my thought process focus at the moment. I know . . . I don't remember what I know, I'm not 100% positive what I'm blogging about at the moment.

All I know is that I'm drinking wine out of a spill-proof sippy cup after I spent our cooking and I'm happy.

Yay! Game night!

Team Rocket

This entry marks the point in time when my blog is more than half Jenn. I didn't want it to come to this but today I was informed of a tragedy that needed to be unveiled to the public. (Which right now is Jenn, Lauren and Eric.) Eric informed me today that Jenn is a member of Team Rocket and THAT is why she is constantly trying to undermine my efforts to be a pokemon master. Jenn hasn't denied it, but she keeps talking like Eric just trying to pull one over on me. I know she's just trying to trick me. OBVIOUSLY she is a member of Team Rocket; I don't know how I didn't see it before. (Did I use the semi-colon right, bitch?)

By the way, Eric is:

Amazing
(Cue thesaurus)
Incredible
Marvelous
Prodigious
Unbelievable
Wonderful

Grammar Nazi

Today Jenn was reading my blog. And started criticizing my use of semi-colon. Usually, I know about semi-colons more than other people, but because Jenn has no life and knows all about grammar, she knows more about semi colons that I do. I know how to use a semi colon. You can  use it to connect two sentences that are related to each other instead of a period. So suck on it, Jenn.

"And just a reminder, Jenn is stupid." (From her own mouth to my ears.)

Sunday Dinner

Today, we decided to start a new tradition of Sunday dinner. Basically, it's like it is on the Jersey Shore, except we don't get together to stop hating each other, because we don't hate each other every week. It's a fun chance to attempt to cook in our tiny and crappy kitchen and eat food that doesn't suck like the dining hall.

Also, today, as we were shopping for food, Alexis needed a kitchen tool to draw for her architecture class. So she picked up a wine opener. Obviously, this spurred ideas of a wine night, which turned into a better idea of having wine with Sunday dinner. So now we can't exactly eat Sunday dinner at the table in the kitchen; we'll have to eat it on the floor of our dorm, but at least we have wine!

Power Hour

Today, we are doing a power hour. I've already split alcohol on my computer and we're only five minutes in.

I learned this over break when I stayed at the ski cabin. And once I learned it, it was my favorite game besides Kings. I found a really great mix online, but this weekend Kayla is going to help me make a Glee Power Hour. I don't know how many people will do it with us. I don't care I'll do it alone. I'm not afraid to drink alone - I'm not above it. Well, yes, I suppose I am, drinking alone is boring.

It's nice to be back at school for some things. :)

Jenn is Stupid Again

Today we found out that THEY CHANGED the zodiac signs and I am no longer a fire sagittarius. Which is stupid.

"Astrology is stupid."

"Pluto is not a planet."

"You did well because the game is targeted to little kids."

Jenn is out to ruin my dream world. Lauren is defending me because she too is upset about the change of Zodiac signs and likes Glee karaoke. Also, Glee Karaoke awesome, despite what Alexis and Jenn might think.

Lauren and Kayla agree with me. Also, we're going to play in the snow now.

"You morons just hung vacancy signs on your asses, and my foot's lookin' for a room!"

Right now I'm watching That 70s Show with Jenn. This was, at one time, my favorite show ever and I still love it. When I had surgery on my ankle I was on drugs for the pain for a week afterwards and Kaitlyn wasn't there to entertain me so I made friends with Eric, Kelso, Hyde, Fez, Donna and Jackie and referred to them as people I actually knew for the rest of the year.'

I've probably seen every episode at least twice, and some way more, but it continues to make me laugh more than any other show I've ever watched. I wish I knew people like this in real life, and that's probably why I made friends with them when I was drugged up.

I realized that I have more than 365 thoughts in one year!

So I've decided to write whenever I think of anything interesting, which is very often. And right now there is only one thing I have to write about:

This is my roommate, Jenn. Sometimes referred to as the she-devil. I mean, I guess she's good for some things. I mean, she brought an xbox and an N64 to the room. And she makes my bed for me when I need help because I don't do it as nicely as her. But mostly she just makes me life miserable and makes me feel bad about myself for things like how my butt bounces when I laugh, or how I accidentally say stupid things sometimes.

In this picture her stupid hair is curled perfectly and she's wearing some stupid Gryffindor tie.

Jenn's stupid.

But she did teach me a lot of good TV shows like The Middle, Modern Family, and Community.

But mostly she just exists to make fun of me and my socks.

My Trip Back to Clemson . . .

. . . Was a miserable excursion. I left my house at 10 in the morning and didn't get to school until 1:30 in the afternoon THE NEXT DAY! I got to the airport at a 11 and waited for my 1 o'clock flight that got delayed until 1:45, at which point it was cancelled. Fast-forwarding over 4 hours of calamity and trying to find a flight into Charlotte I got ready to fly to Balitmore, hoping that the flight I booked to Charlotte from there went out. It did, eventually, two hours late. When I finally got to Charlotte the shuttle wouldn't drive because of the bad roads and I had to stay in the hotel overnight and come back for the shuttle the next morning. I finally got to school. All the while, I read my way almost entirely through the seventh Harry Potter book. And that is the abridged version of my trip. I hate airplanes and the south that can't figure out how to clear a road properly.

At this point in time, Jenn is reading me 121 (not just 12, as I originally thought!) things that you should identify with if you are a 90's kid. It's freaking me out and making me want to watch Boy Meets World.

Oh! Also, this is the start to a 365 day picture blog. Me and Jenn and competing to see whose blog is better!