a blog rejuvenation rennovation!

in case you hadn't noticed, "hey, who stole my pants?" has just gotten some work done in the looks department.

now, it's a little particular about making sure its color scheme matches and has appropriate font sizes, so please send nothing but love and admiration its way until it's more comfortable in its new template. this is a very sensitive time and it just needs a short while to adjust.

[but seriously, how's it looking? leave us some pantless praise! :-) ]

if only we were so creative

http://www.flickr.com/photos/slackferno/181998085/

something to think about...

it's already june...what?

so, remember back in an earlier post when i was talking about how i kinda wanted summer to go a bit faster just because i was so excited for next semester, but that it could still take its time as i was in no real hurry? yeah, well, apparently summer missed that last part and it is has to decided to just fly right on by as usual! terrible! SLOW DOWN!

at the end of this week i'll have already been home a month. that's insane! i still can't even believe last weekend was memorial day. before we know it classes will be back in session and it'll be labor day we're celebrating instead. yuck!

the best part is, i've been doing entirely nothing with my life besides hanging out with my awesome friends and putting a dent in that movie list of mine. which is generally how i like it and have no complaints as far as those two things are concerned, but i must say i am looking forward to the frickin' movie theater getting its act together and finally putting me on the schedule. i did start the applications on may 15, just one week after i was home, so it's clearly not my fault the process takes 12 years. suffice to say, i'm growing bored out of my mind, which i didn't think was possible, with sitting around watching tv all day (when i'm not puppy sitting that is, which has been the only semi-productive thing i do during some days).

speaking of my awesome friends earlier, thursday was an especially amazing example of this as i hung out with one of my oldest and dearest, miss lizzie - who is one of the loves of my life and my always dependable eating partner in crime. after both of us unintentionally, though probably subconsciously, had hardly anything to eat all day, when it came time for dinner at the fabulous trat, we each had bread, a salad, penne vodka, and a slice of pizza. all of which we topped off later that evening with a piece of ice cream cake. i couldn't be prouder of us. (oh, yeah, we finished everything. i know, i know... where do we put it? :-P )

the ice cream cake for lizzie's birthday which was monday was enjoyed while playing mall madness (which loses some of its luster when you realize how incredibly true the prices of some things are and that once you've been using your own credit card and buying these things, it's not as fun as it was when it was just a game and the money was fake - we were both a little depressed after that) and life (where i awesomely made it through as a travel agent with a $90,000 a year salary before lizzie, the pro-athelete, took it from me), because old school board games are the sh*t and you're never too old to play. i won mall madness (the irony not lost on me of how much in reality i really hate malls) and she won life, so it worked out nicely. all in all, we had the time of our life.

i look forward to more summer nights of eating and playing games. that is, after all, what summer is all about, isn't it? as long as summer takes its lovely time and passes by as fast as an old lady fresh outta the nursing home with a bad hip and a walker!

is it funny that the kamikaze bugs in my apartment are japanese beetles?

My apartment has been invaded. I don't know what it is, but I'm kind of freaking out a little bit. It started earlier this week. Thankfully, so far we haven't seen in waterbugs, which is normally the kind of bug we see, this being the beach and all. Those things are awful, because they're gigantic and they're so fast it's hard to squish them (when we have boys around to do so, or Alicia since she's the house mommy) and sometimes they fly, which is absolutely panic-inducing.

That said, the bugs that have been getting in are pretty awful. As far as I can tell, they're coming in through the sliding glass door that we leave open while we're hanging out downstairs at night. Since it's about 300 degrees inside and a little cooler outside. Well, the first night we noticed them--they're Japanese beetles, by the way, which is weird on its own--we had everyone over, hanging out and watching a movie (this crazy intense movie called Death Sentence with Kevin Bacon, go watch it if you like gang hit movies--I cried about eleven times in the first few minutes, but it was good for that kind of movie) and I was all curled up in the recliner with a blanket. Well, after most everyone had left, being thoroughly traumatized by the movie, I was just kind of shuffling around the living room with the blanket still wrapped around me when I looked down near where I was holding it and one of those nasty things was attached! At that point I kind of did one of those cat-leaps and slung the blanket across the room and slung myself to the other side.

Well, the next night we had a bunch of people over again for the roommates' going away party, and the front and back door were wide open. We were playing Mario Kart Wii (woo!) and apparently the bugs had gotten in again because they started kamikaze-ing us, dive-bombing our heads and we'd knock them away. After all the Mario Kart, we all piled on the couches to watch (the greatest movie ever) Independence Day, and my leg started itching. Now, keep in mind that I was wearing jeans, and they weren't skin tight, but they certainly weren't baggy. When I went to scratch the spot, there was something small and crunchy-ish between my pants and my leg. And I sort of knew then. It took everything in my not to tear off my pants right there, but I ran upstairs and wiggled out of them, and lo and behold! Japanese beetle in my pants! I still have no idea at all how it got there.

They got in last night too, swooping all around by the ceiling, nasty little kamikaze bugs. But we had another bug come out last night, besides the beetles. I was sitting on the couch, and all of a sudden Scott (my friend/roommate's boyfriend) comes flying over the back of it, man-roars, then absolutely destroys this massive spider that was on the wall beside my head about to bite me and kill me. Totally saved my life! I mean, he smashed that thing with is bare hands.

Actually, that's not exactly the way it happened. Really, there was a giant spider, and really, it almost killed me. But what happened was Scott said, "Sara. Behind you. On the wall. To your right." And again, I sort of knew. So I slowly turned around, saw the thing, and flew off the couch yelling SCOTTKILLIT SCOTTKILLIT SCOTTKILLIT! And he did, and it was terrifying.

And as of now, I've been finding dead Japanese beetles all over the living room and kitchen. And I'm pretty grossed out. But they weren't kidding about being kamikaze beetles.


All right, one last thing. Thanks to Scott for this link. It's an ad some women put in the paper. Yay for accidental sexual innuendos.


cheers.

currently, my computer and i are fighting

Three things.

First: this is why I love the South. Also, I totally understand, because I have Vista and sometimes my computer and I argue. Although dude shot his, can't say my computer do anything more than throw each other around sometimes.

Second: best to Monica, who's flying to Germany tomorrow. And to Alicia, who's going ahead of us to Colombia tonight. Fly safely, both of you!

Third: it is freaking hot. Like, hot hot. As in, we're poor and don't run our air conditioner so we've got the door open and the fan going and it's about 107 degrees outside and it's still May but I took a shower and got out and then was sweating and it's just horrible and miserable and our apartment complex STILL has not opened the pool and really, I'd like to ask them to hang out in my house one day (or night - my sunburn finally started to peel because apparently I started sweating last night) so maybe they'll open it because it is a furnace and I am going to die.

in accordance with my last post

i had a dream last night i was being chased by a serial killer with a mangled hand and a lame eye. lovely.

issues? maybe. excellent material for any future scripts i might want to write involving various ways of injuring/killing someone? definitely.

old russian men are lovely, whatever you might say

Do you guys remember that week I had to go without Sundrop? Well, it wasn't so bad actually. The first morning after the first day I didn't have any, I had a headache and was just generally tired - that and I somewhat frequently thought about how much I really just wanted some. But no crazy withdrawals, nothing like that. Actually, at one point during the trip - or so I'm told - I started sleep talking. I said, "I don't see it." Pause. Then, "Oooh, now I see it." So, while I have no recollection of this, clearly I must have been dreaming about Sundrop.

Something you should know about this soda: it's not really distributed much outside eastern North Carolina. In fact, if you're not from here, you probably have no idea what drink I'm talking about and exactly how amazing it is. I can usually get it in the middle part of the state, but any farther away than that, I'm pretty much out of luck.

Well, on the way to Virginia, just before the border, we stopped to get gas. And of course since it was a gas station and I was already slightly panicky at the thought of not having Sundrop for a week, I decided I was going to at least try and see if they had some. One last bottle before we actually got to camp. I looked through the giant fridge things and didn't see any, but I refused to give up, and so I went up to the register, and this is what happened.

"Excuse me," I said. "You guys don't happen to have any Sundrop, do you?"

"No," the guy said. He had a Russian accent, which surprised me and was wonderful since I love Russians. "But I can make you some."

I think I was kind of smiling at him and his accent. "Oh yeah?"

"I'll take the sun and put it in a cup. Just for you."

When I walked out, it was without any Sundrop, but there was something else sunny inside me.