No Reply - Cowboy Bebop

Well! It has certainly been a long and exciting few days since I typed last. First starting with Hulk, as I said with Irish Spyder, then Cottage St. Pub when I got my own 21 bracelet. AFTER the bouncer had clearly inspected my VERTICAL, and under-aged ID. But I got it anyway.

Friday consisted of work til close, being chauffeured by Zesty Girl and entourage, twice. Was taken to her house down by the lake where we immediately set off to be thoroughly and completely hammered. We were very successful and a good night was had by all. Saturday night was pretty much a repeat with a few different people, including Irish Spyder.

Last night contained much playing of xbox, dinner destroying (Biker Chick and I demolished the remnants of Bookworm's family dinner) and then snagging Irish Spyder once again to go on a Wallie-World and Bookshelf espionage mission.

woot. lol

The White Album - Lewis Black

Work: Contest, who can scare me? Oops, sorry D Man, that's not even startling. WAAAAH!

Frisbee: Amazing, long lost friends again!

Rock Show at the local pub with Irish Spyder (YES again) and watching drunk people. Favorite past time. AND! The bouncer looked at my ID and gave me a 21-over bracelet. AHAHAHAHAHA. And denied Irish Spyder. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Wow I'm tired. Beach Day tomorrow! WOOOH!!!!
Peace out.

White Houses - Vanessa Carlton

Alright! New boy -- not like that ya skanks! This will be dubbed Irish Spyder. Irish Spyder and I just went to go see the new Hulk movie and I will tell you, SO MUCH FUN! Getting drunk off of Jack and Coke / Orloff and Red Bull was amazing to go with the Marvel production.

And Edward Norton should kind of be my husband. Or Tony Stark, whichever, I'm not picky. Really. The whole super hero thing? Kind of a perk, no lie.

And work? Who does work at Spyder anyway? I mean, we just kind of sit and the back and watch either South Park or The Office. What a great job. And the people? I mean, come on Irish Spyder is obviously a good example and that makes it so much better while also earning money. I heart my job. :)

Too bad, Soccer Slut, you could have been in on the fun, but no, you have to be an old pansy and get your good night's rest. Too bad, so sad. Haha. Wow what a mood I'm in. Tonight was so much fun! What a great way to end / start the day! 9 am work day here I come!

Peace out skankers! :)

Schizophrenic Psycho - Puddle of Mudd

Oh Soccer Slut, why do I like you so much? Because you will play futbol in the rain with thunder and lightning darkening the sky until our feet bleed. Well my feet, your's were fine. How I love these soccer seshes with him, Italian Danish and Zesty Girl. they help the summer go by and make it a little more interesting. Especially when we start to suck and can't help but laugh at ourselves.

And might I add how much I love summer thunderstorms, but having them every other day these past two weeks, totally cramping my style! I'm in need of some sun, my friends, I feel pale as anything and I only get sun on the days I'm working! Which is NOT okay, at all. No. So stop please, I want a few beach days so I can turn to my normal natural russet please. kthnx.

Peace out, work tomorrow again, joooooy :)

Bat Country - Avenged Sevenfold

Haha I must have just looked like a complete Vampire Wanna-be FREAK at B&N just now. I went up to the counter with at least three new books, ALL having to do with vampires and the clerk gave me the weirdest look. Excuse me, Mr. Scrutiny, but these just all seem to be more exciting than what you obviously read. Don't judge me.

Also, totally had the house to myself last night and guess what I did? Jammed. All night. At like deafening levels of volume too. It was amazing, I will tell you!

Thanks Disturbed Boy for getting me to listen to Indestructible. It's love, really.

Sonata for 2 Pianos in D major, K.448(375a) - 1st Movement

What an eventful day! Well, I was certainly successful with the whole shopping thing! New shoes AND a bathing suit! Boy, am I excited to show them off!!! Can you tell I'm in a better mood than last night?

Shopping was the start to the day while it then gelled into seeing Zesty Girl at her own workplace to hang out and do some errands before Metallica Fan's birthday dinner with a bunch of our common cohorts.

OH! Excuse me! I totally forgot our whole rendezvous with Soccer Slut and company, including Italian Danish. Wow, how do you really make my day perfect? Include those two and I'll be good for a couple! Actually, that's a lie, because then I get greedy and want some more. So sad we don't hang out more often. But we did get to play three on three futbol which was thoroughly amazing and a tool sesh. On me. And Zesty Girl. But give us a break! We were playing with fully-equipped Varsity boys.

Not that it should be an excuse, but it definitely tilted the game to have an unfair advantage. But, I am not one to play soccer very competitively, I play for the love of the game. But, if I'm winning, that's a totally different story!

THEN, after a quick rush home with Zesty Girl, and another play date for basketball on sunday, we cleaned up and then raced over to the Chinese restaurant as to not be late. Turns out, we were the first ones to arrive. The others soon came and we all went in and stuffed our faces with the scrumptious delicacies of Chinese Buffet. Thoroughly filled, we went back to Metallica Fan's abode to watch a little Disney action while playing that fruit to that fruit. Needless to say, I won. I mean, come on, I'm funny. It's what I do.

I realize the title of this blog is 'The Cellphone Chronicles'. I guess I should add some cellphone action, right?

Amusing Text Message of the Day:
Me: How goes it? (His bday was the other day)
Golf Gofer: You're gorgeous, that's how it goes.

Oh my, dazzle me with your superfluous flattery!
BZZT!!!! Haha, however amusing, that's more on the wow, gag me please. :)

Anyway, it's getting past my bed time and I need to be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for work, very, abnormally early. So signing off! And good night!

Courante - Hagi feat. Furukawa Nobuo

CELTICS PRIDE!!! Would I have liked celebrating with you, Radioshack?

Oh, the mundane trivialities of a poor college student during the summer. Don't get me wrong, I totally love my job, lots of fun and my managers are super sweet, but necesito mas dinero!! I am in need of bigger and better things and this is just not working out for me!

Like numero uno, bathing suit! I've grown out of mine that I have had for two whole years and I am in need of an update! So I went today armed and dangerous with my mother's credit card and 50$ limit. So what do I do? I tore through every store that sold a bathing suit. And what do I find?? NOTHING. Which is clearly and thoroughly upsetting. I am going to have to go to another mall just to go to everyone's favorite underwear store and try and find a nice one there.

Wow, I really have no energy to write at all and I have so many stories! I'll try and see how much I can spit out before I fall asleep.

So I started reading the book that everyone is talking about lately! Of course I picked this book up and was very determined to not fall completely head over heels for the vampire that has everyone just completely dazzled. But two chapters in and I was hooked! I couldn't even help it! I was so annoyed and agitated by the character that of course it was going to create the attraction that most readers are feeling. It's juts not fair that boys like that really don't exist. Or do they?

CALLING ALL ROMANTIC AND TOTALLY GORGEOUS VAMPIRES!

Please find me, and make my existence more interesting/romantic. I feel a need a little in my life, right? Pssht, like that will work. Haha, I crack myself up some times. How could I get along with a vampire? They seem so dreary and reserved, I'm sure I wouldn't have the attention span for any of that nonsense to begin with. Sigh. What a pity.

Once again the summer has drawled on into the structural monotony that is the area that I live in. Things come and go and everything never ceases to change (except for the pissed off round-abouts). The construction is heavy all around the area, but they can do whatever they like to modernize our dear town, but it will always be the most boring place here.

So this weekend for plans? Totally busted. There was supposed to be ne crazy birthday bash for two goodies and now they have crashed and burned sadly. But have been moved to the next weekend! Totally lucky! So this weekend? Clubbing and major debauchery shall ensue!!! But don't I always say that? I wish Soccer Boy and I could go see that green monster movie. Totally should. He should call. I would call. Well! What a predicament. Not really. This is really frustrating. I need a make-out sesh in the very near future. Or a cuddle. Wow I sound more shallow and needy than usual. Must be the serious lack of attention from Distrubed Boy.

He gets his own paragraph, because this is long. But this lack of attention is bittersweet. Sure I like it when he greets me and hugs me and likes to cuddle when we watched movies with Bookworm and Biker Chick but lately it has been hands off and total full-scale mean on this girl lately. I'm not sure what I did, or if I did anything at all. But maybe it's because he's growing up? He DOES have a girlfriend, which makes me sound like a home-wrecker, great. Sad day, Disturbed Boy. You really irritate me.

Tomorrow is a day off for me, so shall it be a day of total veg or will I get something useful done? I'm leaning towards finishing my book and picking up another. Lately I haven't had the attention span to sit down and read a book for more than 5 minutes, so I'm going to take full advantage of this little spell. And also buy the next two books in this wonderfully juicy series! Which reminds me...

Sightings:
Talk about old friends! While driving to the gym today I saw Four Eyes with her chubby hubby riding bikes. How cute. I need to call her some time. Some time. Hm.

Signing off for now. Oh, falling in love was never so easy...

Talkin' 2 Myself - Ayumi Hamasaki

So, after all this shenanigans, what makes my day? Oso Polar's teensy little wee wee in his (fb) profile. I think I just died a little of the inside and killed off some more of my brain cells laughing so hard. Of course I told my OBW buds, because they will find it just as funny, if not more.

Right, have I even said ANYTHING about OBW? Alright then, let's label it Wilderness Hell. But don't take the name too literally. It isn't that bad looking back on it. Doesn't suck AS bad I guess. I really have to cut Wilderness some slack! Anyway, I went on a Tour de Midwest of America last Fall semester to take a "break" from U. Believe me, I needed it.

It consisted of 181 days in the field. No showers (I got to take a total of four the entire trip, including ONE bucket bath. ((GLORIOUS!))), minimal contact from the outside world, NO CELLPHONES. I know, it sounds absolutely heinous right? Once again, I'm not giving Wilderness ANY slack whatsoever. 14 people, two groups of 7. Mine totally rocked the house.

Minnesota (Boundary Waters - Lake Superior) was for an entire month during our first excursion (canoing and portaging). For anyone who doesn't know what portaging is: Carrying a canoe, by yourself. Fun right? Exactly my thoughts.

After we were thoroughly waterlogged in Minnesota, we were all shoved in a 16 person van and shipped off to Texas. I think they lied to us though, because it was throughly not comfortable for two girls and 12 other fully grown boys. Lies, I tell you! But it was sweet, totally jamming the whole way down with the music we were definitely lacking over the past month. Texas. Big. Hot. Dry. Mmm, home sweet home! This part of the course consisted of hiking across Big Bend National Park. Fuuuun. Best tan of my LIFE! And dehydration totally does the skin nicely.

Viva a la Mexico! That's right, we jumped the border after a few weeks in Big Bend and hiked through Copper Canyon with the help of our dear Spanish-tongued natives, the Tarajumarin. Spelling? Not even going to try. NEXT!

Sun. Ocean. Fish. Reefs. Kayaking in the Sea of Cortez! Oh so amazing.

Now Oso Polar was one of the instructors we had, and he was from the tip top most north western state of the union. Brrr. Amuses me greatly, for Wilderness was anything but sexual. That's a lie. Matter of fact there was MUCH hooking up for our group.

I guess I'm reminiscing because I just received my six month letter that I wrote to myself while in Mexico. Fun stuff. Brought back some good memories. I miss my Shano! We are thinking of a rendezvous of OBW cohorts to meet at some place on the far east. Should be fun?

We had the most awesome of thunderstorms today. Amazing. I was over Biker Chick's abode with Bookworm and Disturbed Boy and while we were watching this real fucked* up movie called [Vagina Jaws]. Not really, but I'm renaming it that because that would have been a whole lot more informative. Then we killed some zombies, the usual trouble-making. Getting head shots while drinking the Dew. Good times.

I feel like I've rambled, so I'm going to sign off for now. We'll see what tomorrow brings!

What the Hell?

I thoroughly do not understand the logic of a boy with a girl friend. Of course Disturbed Boy has the cutest girl ever, even I think so and I just met her. But to tease me with his own cocky mother fucking talk. Now that is just unfair and very cruel. It is thoroughly upsetting to me that one could think of me as a now and then, every once in a while, just while I'm not with my own girl friend, girl.
It seems to me that it is only getting to me because of how over-tired I am, still from the lack of sleep while on vaca with the boys. I understand that over-tiredness makes me a little more cranky than usual. But I can't do this whole heart on my sleeve thing, it's going to shatter me.

Signing off, too tired to ven think about more insults or complaints.

Starting Out

Well this is the trial run of my new blog. Don't I feel so cool? Try not, but we'll go with it anyway:
It's finally summer after a very long spring semester at school, let's call it U. U during the spring is unbelievable with all the gardens and grounds that just seem to pop up right when we thought the snow would never leave. But it did and it created a whole new atmosphere: students playing frisbee and tightrope out in the Mall, spring fashion, the keggers (outside! wow, really?) and of course the finals.
Welcome, my new snazzy sunglass wear, how I love and missed you dearly during the grueling months of winter. That's right. The sun has finally come out and it was amazing during the month of April and even into May. I swear, we had better weather up at U than we did, let's call it the Fork. Then all of us, so-called students, herded ourselves back here to the Fork and said Tri-Town area to have a little fun in the sun with of course, the major necessities.
The best, Zesty Girl and I have been hanging out constantly, of course when I'm not hanging out with the completely psychotic duo, Biker Chick and Bookworm, and occasionally Army Boy who is back home for the long duration of 30 days. What a vaca. The same problems have already arisen and have been brought to my attention, within the time-span of my unpacking. Job, job, job, money, money, money! And what else? Oh how a summer wouldn't be without the delectable temptation of boys. You might call me shallow, or just a plain whore (as said frequently by Biker and Bookie), but I have a problem, it's called loneliness and the whole sleeping alone thing, not my favorite, so I use what I've got to prevent this slight complication. With this whole selection, there has to be certain categories to maximize the boy potential, no matter the location.

U: Radioshack, Golfer Gofer, Board Rider, Track Star, and who can forget Number 9.
Fork: Disturbed Boy, Engineer, Soccer Slut, and what the heck, we'll include Army Boy.

Of course these are not all conquests, it is just a simple classification of who to go to and who knows what I want from them when I do so. Some, obviously, are not that quick on the uptake. Being home for almost a month, and only two make-outs. That's why I love summer. I thought I declared this a boy-free summer when I was wishing Burton Babe a Happy Birthday? Well, it still is, it's just going to be boy-filled yet with no regrets. Like the whole no caring thing? I thought it was a good idea, considering the track record from this past spring semester?

Board Rider: No Relationship (bzzt, excuse me, fb relationship status = NOT single)
Shaggy: Be Mine but my Ex (who's dumped me 7 times) wants me back.
Track Star: You You You, eh, peace out!

Rough semester. The one time when it feels great to be in an actual relationship long than 7 minutes, and every boy has the Not-Enough-Different-Tail Syndrome. Stupid boys. But I digress, the whole caring thing, or lack-there-of seems to be the new route for me and I can see a successful care-free summer ahead. But I digress again, that is enough of boys, they should only be able to take up so many lines in a blog, I really don't think they are that important. They only are the sole purpose to reproduction. Duh. I can't see why no one else has figured this out yet. Kidding.

Summer Log:
Three Days of Sun,Fun, and Boy?
Went down to see the most famous rock on the Upper East Side with Soccer Slut, his best with gf in tow (sad for me) but was this an action-less restful vaca away from the vaca? I think not. If the nights were not hot enough, Soccer Slut made it even hotter and I never knew sweat could be so hot. Pardon my lack of terminology. Three days of relaxation and two nights of amazingness. Swimming, tanning, rope swing, windsurfing boards, bathing suit dress code 24/7. Too bad it went by so fast and now work beckons me.

Random Sighting of the Day:
Some of King's old buddies, Woodland Crew, came to visit and will be staying here for the duration of their son's knee replacement surgery. Ow? Just thinking of that makes my knees hurt. Note to self: Ask for LOADS of meds.

Signing off for now. Curtain close. And good night. :)