oh texas

so thursday i'm off to texas and i'm not really sure how i feel about that. my choir is doing a small tour in texas and louisiana. the piece we are performing was written after hurricane katrina and i guess we are going to sing for some of the refugees (do you think they like being called refugees? that kind of weirds me out) my predictions include missing at least one flight and getting stuck in a small texas town where someone will have to win a karaoke competition at the local watering hole to pay for the bus to get fixed (if only i lived in a movie). gots to go or i'll be late for class and that's just not cool.

i'm so sweet, slugworth stole me

sometimes when i listen to pinkerton, i fall in love with rivers cuomo.

ah! halloween is next weekend already and there are many preparations to be made. here in madison, halloween is a huge deal, huge. thousands of students from around wisconsin/the midwest come to our campus and get schwasted. this year the police have come up with the brilliant idea to fence in state street, the pedestrian area, where most students go on halloween weekend. their plan makes absolutely no sense because only chump out of towners will purchase such tickets created by "the man" and as i see it: fences + drunk people = imminent death. give me five dollars, so you can get squished and trapped in a fenced-in area. yeah, that sounds like tons o fun. it's a crazy time, hopefully i'll get some nice pics and post em.

i want everyone in the world to see this clip from the colbert report... it's my favorite, i love a man who can harmonize or even attempts to. fast forward to 5 minutes, it will be worth your while. :) dance with me

friday night

friday night i went to the badger men's hockey game. when angie asked me on saturday who won, i couldn't remember. that's how drunk i was. i knew we were tied and went into overtime, but the final score was one of those bits of information lost. we then went out to the bars and there really isn't a way to some up the night, but to give you a little idea i think this glimpse might help. at the bar i met a friend of a friend and she asked me to tell her a story. so i did and this is my friend nicole's summary of my story...

"And I want to climb up a ladder and there's a "huh hahhh huh" and I want to climb up the ladder. And your friends go left, but you go right. And you can hear your friends getting decapitated. You keep running through the corn and you hit corn with your face. And then you come to a well, and you fall in and break your hip. And this man with hot scruff comes to rescue you. Then he's a medicine man and he heals you. You go back to the well to get water with a bucket, and you throw your bucket down and an orange and purple gremlin comes out.

WHAT IS THE END OF THE STORY YOU WHORE! You cant just end it like that."

my story telling skills basically speak for themselves, lol. please note that no story is complete without arm/body gestures, so you'll have to imagine that.

the grocery store

i just spent way too long in a grocery store that was too large to exist. how can there be so many kinds of sauces? wtf, i would rather have one kind so my brain doesn't explode trying to think about which frickin salad dressing to get. by the end i had forgotten where we parked, but luckily my sister drove so that wasn't my responsibility. grocery stores are becoming as creepy as malls. boo. but you can't be that mad at a place that clearly labels where the brats are, just another reason why i love wisconsin.

i want to see the departed soo bad. damn it.

dang doogie howser is fine

dude neil patrick harris is lookin fine, why does he have to be so gay? never in a million years would i have predicted this transformation from the slightly endearing sometimes irritating kid doctor to the extremely hot gay man. no wonder dr. will from big brother idolizes him.

why is it that whenever i have to present or speak in front of a class i have a freak out. i'm normally the person irrational enough to say what they think, but there i am standing in front of not even 20 people and i suddenly become that fumbling, insecure girl who you wish would just stop talking. maybe it was just the super hot polish kid distracting me from the task at hand or maybe it was the subject, i mean who really wants to talk about the perpetrators of the Holocaust. regardless of what it was i hope i get over it because that was basically the worst feeling ever. the idea that someone could assume what i'm like by that terrible incident makes me feel sick.

football at night is my favorite

tonight on the way to casa bianca's, our favorite late night pizza parlor, we officially christened my badger football. it took way too long for that football to be used properly, but i'm glad it occured in the way of drunken debauchery.

snow and some of my other favorite things

it snowed on october 12. i love wisconsin. last week on snl the musical guest was corinne bailey rae and... i love her. i'm not sure if it's just the mood i'm in, but her music is very relaxing. i also watched friends with money, it's a a kind of recent jennifer aniston movie. i didn't expect much, so i was pleased. i'm not sure if i would suggest it to anyone, but i like it when characters don't know what they're doing in life because that's how i feel. i love movies. last night i went to the badger hockey game and out to the bars, well just one bar. mark tauscher was at the bar and if you don't know, he's a green bay packer and i love him by default. i also love beer, so it was a good night. :)

there's no one in the place cept you and me

so it's 3:22. i didn't go the bars although i wish i had, but fell asleep reading and was awoken by my roommate and the hooligans that roll with her. they're not actually hooligans and i don't mind waking up, but now i can't fall asleep again, boo. and being on the fringe of a drunk conversation isn't as thrilling as it sounds. so now i must read to trick my mind into slumber.

it's raining, you dirty dog

sometimes the fact that i am a college student with no vehicle that must walk everywhere is sweet. it's nice to be outside and i like walking on campus and getting some good quality people watching time in the process. some of these kids, i mean what are you wearing. but please keep doing it just to entertain me. and then there are times like these, when rain is pouring down and there's no way an umbrella will even protect your jeans from getting completely drenched after walking for 15 minutes. it blows... so hard.

angie is such an enabler. she keeps making me watch these tv shows, hoping i'll get addicted. not that i don't love tv, but i really don't think i have time to watch all these shows. i do have class and as a undergrad at uw-madison, i'm essentially required to drink as much as possible at any time.

something quirky and entertaining is coming to madison this weekend. a while back my sister told me about Leslie and the Lys, a band fronted by this chubby white girl who wears gold spandex pants and bedazzled sweaters. She apparently raps and is just this extreme character. sounds crazy/entertaining to me and she is coming to madison at the high noon saloon on saturday night. i might just have to attend.

and limbeck is playing at the terrace on friday, but i'm totally bummed out because we have a drinking jenga party planned for that evening. note: if anyone hasn't heard of drinking jenga, please play it, it's extremely fun