Hey there blog. I hope you're not mad at me. I've been busy lately and havent been able to stop by. But I still consider you to be a really good friend.

OK stop.

While writing that last sentence and this one as well, my computer decides it wants to click the cursor over to somewhere else and I have to re-click the box. And ALSO sometimes it randomly makes me type in all caps and I'm totally not using Caps Lock. So I run a virus scan, and nothing. What is the deal? It's only when I access the internet.

Damn you Ithaca College and your crappy internet. It is rapidly becoming the bane of my existance....that and static.

i have work to do this week, but last week was so lacks that I dont want to do any of it. That and I have outlines for all the things I have to do so technically its already done. Motivation is a hard thing to find now a days

Oh well, at least I'm not Paris Hilton...

I had henna on my hands and arms in India and it stays on your skin for a pretty long time. The henna dyed my finger nails so they look this redish color and it doesnt come out. It has to grow out. The patterns are mostly gone from my arms and are faintly on my hands...but my fingertips are still a bit red. But to many it looks like I'm dirty or addicted to a narcotic substance like crack.

It's fun, I go to India and get stared at and then come back and get stared at.
I think a quick solution to this would be to paint my fingernails.

In other news:

I have recently discovered the WONDER that is Coffee Health Bar Crunch ice cream. My god, Ben and Jerry's what have you done?!

Back.

One of the greatest things I saw in India was when i went into a music store, a brand of them, and saw along with other bad american DVDs...the Jane Fonda work out video. Why India, why?

I started to film it but bc we were in a brand name chain, I was asked to stop. But it was filmed long enough to be on tape. HA HA!

India here I go!

I thought of my own Deep Thought the other day. (The original Deep Thoughts being from Jack Handey on SNL) It goes a little something like this...

I don't think it's ok to curse profusely in front of children, unless they are deaf.

What would we do without scotch tape?

Surely the stock for masking tape would increase, but no one would know anything beyond stickly beige adhesive for everything. Although, masking tape's rival would be duct tape. The almightly all purpose duct tape which would more than likely destroy several paint jobs when removed from the walls. So I guess people would opt for masking.

Thank God, we don't live in that world...

In other news...

I'm SO glad Meg and I kept our promise of going to the Gym at least 3 times a week. Because that has DEF happened and I DEF didnt feel like a fatty McGee today when I ran for about 45 seconds and almost had a heart attack.


NOTE: The above contains sarcasm.

Dear Ithaca Weather,

Calm down. You're going to hurt yourself with all this blowing around with the wind. Go back to the Indian Summer thing you were doing, that suits you MUCH better. Personally, this whole cold and windy thing, make you look fat.

Your friend,
Colleen Evanson

I have gotten some interesting feedback on the "snap" issue addressed in the last post that I'd like to share:


My Dad, Stevey-E says, "old school mentality (or insanity) argues that the proper opposite to snap would have to be, 'boing.' Another elastic sound but slowerand heavier."

Dave Syracuse writes, "mightn't the oppisite of 'snap' be 'pans'? It's snap backwards."

Dave then proceeded to show me the wonder that is this site (copy and paste it), perfect for when you want to procrastinate.
Just click on the horses and enjoy as the minutes fly by.

http://svt.se/hogafflahage/hogafflaHage_site/Kor/hestekor.swf

PS - Aunt Dot if you are reading this. The whole BRT RA Staff appreciates your cookies. They all dearly love you for it and were addicted to eating them claiming they were the best cookies ever. Mad props to you and your cookie making ability!

Ladies and Gentleman, I present to you, a late night conversation

Lactaid Lady: played by Me
EOR1313: played by Mary

EOR1313: damn it Colleen! now i have "your song" in my head
Lactaid Lady: snap
EOR1313: antisnap
EOR1313: [i felt like that needed a comeback, and really, what is a comeback to snap?]
Lactaid Lady: truely a statement to ponder about
EOR1313: i suppose i could have gone with unsnap
EOR1313: but that sort of sounds like i'm stripping
Lactaid Lady: but it does roll off the tongue a bit easier
EOR1313: yes, but it doesn't exactly have the comeback attitude
Lactaid Lady: not the same punch as Anti-snap
EOR1313: instead of "hey, check yourself before you wreck yourself," it's like "hi, let me undress for you"
Lactaid Lady: but that almost sounds political
Lactaid Lady: yes, I am anti-snap
EOR1313: i see your point
Lactaid Lady: so what else could be the arch nemi of snap?
EOR1313: hmm
EOR1313: snap back!
Lactaid Lady: mmmm...no, not so much, that sounds like 80s slang
Lactaid Lady: whats the opposite sound of snap?
EOR1313: i suppose one could always retort with "your mom"
Lactaid Lady: the perfect all purpose come back
Lactaid Lady: if we ever had to advertise phrases, that's what the slogan for it would be
EOR1313: true story

(Curtain)

Ok I got a bunch of stuff to discuss.

First, went to the doctors to finish up shots for India. Meg came with me, thank god otherwise I would have been a complete mess; one from the paperwork and two from the shots. I dislike getting them like many ppl, but I tense up and close my eyes and go "AHHH!" when they hurt. It's quite a sight to behold.

The malaria immunization is in the form of pills and I had two choices. I could take one each day but run the risk of an upset stomach and since my stomach already blows I went for the once a week dose. But ready for these side effects? Weird dreams OR halucinations! SCORE! When the dr said that I was close to saying to Meg, I'll be trippin' out of my mind, as if a hippy would say it. But I figured the DR might think I really did drugs and it would be awkward to explain that I only joke about it. She would never believe me.

Oh and BONUS....the Dr's name was Niziol, but pronounced Nizzle. How amazing is that?

That's all for now.

Last night I had some crazy dreams. Mostly because I had to direct a big project today for a major production class. It's basically a music video and I chose the song, Material Girl by the one and only Madonna. There is all this pre production work, like camera angles and lighting and all that jazz. I got everything done. But I was nervous about it b/c it was more difficult than things we had done before.

So I go to bed all anxious. And I had dreams of missing the class, which is at 8am. Then I'd dream about getting lost is some crazy office at the school and being late to class. Each time I would wake up and think, just think of something else, and as I'd begin to sleep the lines, "Living in a material world, and I am a material girl" would float into my head.

But the dream that takes the cake is the one where I was pregnant. Don't worry, it wasn't mine. I was a surrogate mother. And I had been pregnant for about a month or so. Now I know they say you cant really feel in dreams but my body felt diffferent, weighted down a little. My thoughts were, oh I forgot to tell my mom about this. Then I was worried that people in school would think I got knocked up and stare at me, meanwhile I was just doing something nice for someone.....When will people learn to understand. Best part is that I woke up and had to realize that I wasnt really pregnant.

Silly dream.

There is someone at my school who has the last name of Westerhorstmann. How unfortunate....

While eating our wonderful dining hall breakfast Mary and I looked back on our youth to the music. The times of Wilson Phillips, Milly Vanilly, early Janet Jackson, the New Kids on the Block Craze - which I just wasn't a part of for whatever reason, and Ace of Base. Songs like "100 Percent True Love," and "Boom Boom Boom, Let me hear you say WAY-Oh!"

WAY-OH!

It was then that Mary declared with a sigh, "Oh early ninty's, what a wealth of fabulous music"

I told myself that I would start my work for my Video Project. It's all in my head but it needs to be put on the page and I'm really tempted to just leave it to Sunday, but I'm going to be smart and break it in half to tomorrow doesnt suck.

Ok here I go!

2 Things from the day that make me say, "What?!"

1) It's raining out and whenever that happens the worms come out. They think they will drown so they seek shelter on the pavement where many people can smash them into pieces. But then again....they ARE worms. But still I attempt not to step on them. I dont want to have the guilt of being a worm murderer weighing me down.

2) In the dining hall there was a sign on some of the drink dispensers that said, "Out of Order, Thank You (smiley face)"
Ok. Thank You? Shouldnt that be, Sorry. Why are you thanking me? That phrase doesn't belong there. I'm thinking one of the dining hall employees wrote that, which assures them the right to work there.

Stressful, busy week. What else is new? So in sum here are some highlights:

1) Got a necklace for 50 cents at Wegmans (supermarket upstate) and it says "Diva" on it. Yes I wear it. How could I not?!

2) Saw a pigeon poop. He wasn't flying. Just walking along and did his thing.

3) Got three articles of clothing for FREE! Double score. No I didn't steal them. My boss, Meg, was giving them away.

4) I've been sneezing alot and its bc the right side of my nose is faulty or something. Either that or there is some sneezing device someone put up there. I blow my nose and all that jazz and nothing is there. It's prob an implant.

5) I have sugar cookies from Ms.Marie. Awesome. Big Ups on that. See, I dont like regular ol' Choco Chip Cookies, I likes ma sugar. And it's rare that I find them in many social gathering situation. But these babies are home made. And I can feel like my taste in cookies if fully valued and supported.

The End.

My floor bathroom smells like crap. And yeah you could say, "well it's a bathroom." But no this is too much. So much that the housekeeper and tried to cover it up with Lemon Pine Sol, or something to that effect, but it's not really working. I think it has to do with the leeky middle toilet, perhaps I should do something about that.

Long time back I stubbed my toe going up the stairs, during RA training. Perhaps some of ya'll remember. Well they told me it wouldn't fall off, Mary (other RA - Rowland represent!) said it would and she would know being a Bio major n such. I was determined to keep my toe nail, cuz a toe without a nail is just wrong. So I'd like to think it was my will power which helped it stay on for so long. When I got my shots for India (one month!) the nurse took a look and said I had a 50/50 chance of it falling off.

Listen up Toe Nail: I won't give up on you. You are staying put and that's that. So don't flake out. Thanks, bye
Love Always - Col

PS: I ate a stale bagel today which is unfortunate because it was from Friday and I wish I had the chance to eat it sooner. I'm sorry Mr. Bagel. Next time I promise.

Kick it!

STOP.
COLLABORATE.
AND LISTEN.
Ice is back with a brand new edition.

Oh Vanilla Ice. Such a shame.