Oh What to Wear or What not to Wear, that is the question...

Shopping. Something I love to do but yet, a daunting task for me. I watch What Not to Wear and I wonder if I belong on that show. I am now in my *GULP* mid-twenties, but am I dressing like a mid 20something? I have several issues with buying clothes. Here are a few: I am not skinny. This limits the number of stores in which I can shop at. Interestingly enough, Cincinnati actually has a lot nicer plus size clothes than either Pittsburgh or Columbus. Taking #1 into consideration, if I measure myself, and follow a standard sizing chart, my waist, hip, and bust measurements are 3 completely different sizes, that are not right next to each other mind you. How am I supposed to shop for pants when my waist and hips are 3 sizes different? This makes catalog/online shopping absolutely useless for me. Fat people clothes are not cute. If I shop in the misses section I look like an old lady, and if I’m lucky enough to find a junior plus section, I look to young. The women’s section? Forget that, I swim in that stuff. The skinny stores are too small and the fat people stores are too big. I try to shop at Lane Bryant and everything just looks ridiculous. I do not have a 40DDD bust. I tend to pick out dressier clothing when shopping. Ordinarily this would not be a problem, except that I don’t GO anywhere to wear dressier clothing. I wear scrubs or jeans/t-shirts to work (I work with poop sometimes people), and every where else I might venture is casual. I am cheap. Well…no I don’t have much money….oh well but I’m still cheap. I can’t spend 40 on a tank top even if I have 40 to spend on a tank top. This makes shopping at the mall difficult. Am I sacrificing quality for quantity? I bet I’d be a challenge for the What Not to Wear people. I don’t think I want to go on that show though, it wouldn’t even be them making fun of me, I don’t think 5000 is enough to replace your ENTIRE wardrobe like everything I own. Although I feel like I wear the same 3 outfits all the time, so maybe it would be. I hope I don’t completely lose it and be one of those people who still wears close from the decade that they graduated high school in. Ugh.

Wow, what another short-long week. It seems to be going fast but the days drag on and seem like they last around 10 years. I've been having stomach issues this week so it's not been very fun. I wish I could get a tummy transplant. A new smaller one that works good and can eat all the pizza rolls it wants without hurting. I got some bead and wire making supplies for my birthday from Shawn, so I've been keeping busy making lovely jewelry. I am thinking of eventually setting up an online store for it, but right now I'm just practicing. It's fun. I think I am going to become addicted to beads though. I must...have...new...beads...worse than crack I tell you. Did you hear about those people in Missouri who were celebrating the 100th anniversary of their Elks lodge building and it collapsed on them. Perhaps they should've celebrated 50 and then built a new building. That's scary shit though, some of the OSU buidlings seem like they could come crashing down at any minute. I'll just have to wait till fall to find out if any are going to give way. I decided to take the summer off and dropped my one class I was taking. I am SO not motivated to go to school, I hope this is a passing phase, and that I haven't hit that point where I'm ready to settle with my MLT and not go any further. If I am, I guess that's just the brakes. I'm boring these days, I know, nothing much exciting is happening around. I think sometimes that's a good thing.

Recap.

6-21-06: 6something am: Annoying squeak of ironing board. Fall back asleep. 6-21-06: 8 something am: Annoying bill collector call for people who used to posses our phone number or who are giving out one number off of theirs and it happens to be ours. Fall back asleep. 6-21-06: 9:30am: Another annoying bill collector call. See above. These people must owe money to every company in American and some in India. I finally decide to give up trying to sleep until at least 10 on the day of me. 6-21-06: 9:35am: Darkness. I peer through the mini blinds of my condo because I am too lazy to pick out curtains and death must be near because it looks as if the world is going to end. I hope this is not a forecast of my 25th year of life. 6-21-06: sometime in between 10-11 am: Lightening is striking outside my front door so close that it shakes the entire place. The cat awakes from her nap and looks up at me like: Quit that, I'm trying to nap, are you blind? 6-21-06 11:30 am: I decide to eat cheese fries with bacon bits for lunch because the freezer is too full and I can because it's my birthday. 6-21-06: 1:00pm: Days of Our Lives: Steve and Kayla are back and keep roaming around St Luke's church but never bumping into one another. Steve has amnesia and Kayla thinks he's dead. I love soap operas. Someone is always back from the dead with amnesia. It's great entertainment. 6-21-06: 2:00pm: Nap time. I decide to take a nap because it's gloomy and I can cause it's my birthday. 6-21-06: 4:00pm: Shawn gets home early from work. I get my gift and we decide to go to Senor Antonio's for dinner. Margarita and the world's largest chicken quesadilla. Dude at another table at Senor's pronounced it quesa-dillll a. What a tool. 6-21-06: Later in evening: DQ ice cream cake. YAY! The best stuff on earth. There's the rundown of yesterday. Aren't you glad i didn't blog? I'm saving the partying for 4th of July weekend. I'm going to commemorate a year of sobriety (I have not been drunk since last July, yes I am pathetic) by getting so wasted. Bring on the rumplemintz baby.

Yay, the day before.

I'm off tomorrow in honor of my birth a quarter century ago, and I plan on watching the food network, soap operas, and of course, blogging. Until tomorrow!

Ack, I'm it!

1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.
A. When the price of a compact disc is higher.
2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. What can you touch?
A. The First magazine from June 5, 2006: DROP 9 lbs this week!!! (if you eat only rice and fruit, yeah right)
3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?
A. Mash: The episode where hawkeye sends to chicago for Adam's ribs and forgets to order coleslaw.
4. Without looking, guess what time it is.
A. 7:25pm
5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?
A. 7:33 pm
6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?
A. Shawn's music playing, um offspring at the moment.
7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?
A. I stepped outside this morning to go to work.
8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?
A. My cd's and the cat, she was on top of the book
9. What are you wearing?
A. A tee shirt and blue mesh exercise shorts, but i'm not exercising.
10. Did you dream last night?
A. Yes, but I don't remember them..
11. When did you last laugh?
A. Yesterday.
12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?
A. Two bulletin boards. One has my kitten calendar, my 93 A history test, spare keys to my car, a free condom's bumper sticker, a ribbon from cinci state that Johanna gave us, the OSU calendar, and my pennsylvania license plate. The other one has stamps and coupons on it.
13. Seen anything weird lately?
A. Shawn is on his computer? lol
14. What do you think of this quiz?
A. More interesting than most.
15. What is the last film or video you saw?
A. I watched almost all of Pirates of the Caribbean.
16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?
A. First I’d pay off all of my debt and Shawn's. Then I'd buy us a house, a wedding, and a nice honeymoon, and some new cars, give my mom some, and invest the rest.
17. Tell me something about you that I don’t know.
A. PETA would hate me.
18. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?
A. I would help those all over in need.
19. Do you like to dance?
A. Only when I'm alone.
20. Comment to George Bush:
A. I once had a boyfriend that almost broke up with me because I voted for you, then he dumped me so I voted for you again in spite, and look what you did. Share some of that oil money with us, and um...don't speak in public anymore...ever.
21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?
Corrine Rose after my grandmothers
22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?
Scott Lawrence, maybe?
23. Would you ever consider living abroad?
A. Yes.
24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gate?
A. What are your 3 questions? My high school history teacher always used to say that you got three questions when you got to heaven. You could ask anything you want, but it could only be 3 questions.
25. 4 people who must also do this quiz on THEIR blog.
A. Um, well Jen already did it, and although I read a lot of blogs daily, I'm sure that no one will get my tag, so if you see this and you think it's cool, you hereby get a TAG! from me.

The Count.

Today is the day before, dumb-dumb math begins. Yes, that's right, the day before my brain fully develops I will be embarking on a journey into the nether regions of math. Math for a 9th grader. When it comes to math, I am not the smartest book on the shelf, I'm not quite to the level of pamphlet though either. At any rate, I haven't taken a math course in approx. 5 years, well and finished with a passing grade. It was at this point, that I was faced with taking the Ohio State math placement test. No problem! Perhaps, I should have brushed up on the algebra before clicking submit on the online test form. I placed as an R. R for RETARD. I am in the next to the lowest math course that they offer, and I bought the book for this wonderous class on Saturday. Upon leafing through it's material, I discovered that I will be learning about: the real number line, adding and subtracting fractions, and exponents. The book doesn't even mention variables until the LAST CHAPTER. Lord have mercy on my mathless soul. Oh gee, I hope I can pass THIS class. I might need to call in The Count for some assistance. One last chance, uh uh uh, two last chances, uh uh uh.

Oh, What a Week.

Mid June in 2006...I hate when there are topics that I can't blog about. I probably could, but with the semi-sensitive nature of my current profession, it bars all speak of the exact issues on my mind. I wish I could share with you all of the ridiculous natures of my current issues. Sheesh, it's going to be interesting folks, very interesting. Do they make chill pills? Oh wait that's called Xanax, isn't it...I think I need me some of those for the up coming months. I guess lots of alcohol will have to suffice. I didn't end up drinking a lot of beer on Wednesday. I had one Bud Light pounder, but I did have an M&M glacier from Ritter's custard, and that did almost the same trick. YAY for Ritters! This weekend is going to be hot hot hot, like go swimming in random people's pools and hope they didn't pee in them, hot. I hope we can survive without an enormous electric bill. Yikes.

Sorry for the lack of updates, I was getting frustrated with blogger, and so I left it be for a week or so to see if it was only me who was bogging down their servers. heh. It must be, because I'm back and they're in action, so here we go. Steelers. Here we go, oh, uh whoops, wait, Ben is in the hospital. I'm glad that he's ok, but for cripes sake, be more careful Ben. Motorcycle drivers in general have to be more careful, because well, motorcycles have less wheels. And um, cars are bigger. It's not very difficult science. We (as in the world, and especially the world close to Pittsburgh) will be hearing about this no matter what, if Ben plays, if he doesn't, if he gets a hangnail infection, etc. On that note I'll turn to a different subject... This day. This day SUCKS. Like seriously people, it really freakin sucks. My last week of being 24 and it's gotta be SUCKY. I am going to drink tonight in the hopes that tomorrow will not suck quite as bad. I'm talking beer, and well as much as i can drink in 3 hours of watching Shawn bowl. A LOT OF BEER. They'll probably run out as soon as i get to the window, because that would be just my luck today. Hopefully I'll have more witty things to say tomorrow, after the beer, because after the suck of today, I can barely think at all.

Fun with Sloganizer, again.

Do you know Economics? (The Final I have tonight) The Queen of Finals. Funky Work. Play Joann, Start Living.

Don't eat this blog!

Aside note: I have not been neglecting the blog. I have now had 3 blogs on 3 seperate occassions eaten by blogger. As soon as I get some spare change, I am going to look into getting my own domain. Even if no one reads it. What's more important to you, a career where you are doing what you love, or a career where you are going to make decent money? I know that money isn't everything and you have to love what you do to force yourself to go to work everyday and put in your 8+ hours for the next 30 years, but at what cost? I am suffering from this huge dilemma. I am a scientist. Specifically, I love learning/knowing about how the body works, about disease processes, and all of that like. I expecially like the subjects of microbiology and immunology. However, even if I plan on getting my doctorate in one of these fields, I will not make very much money. The problem there in lies with me being lazy and somewhat greedy. I haven't done school the right way. I started and stopped and messed up so much that I now have been in school for 7 years and I've only got an associates degree, and basically less than half of the requirements I need for a b.s. in microbiology. It will take me at least another 3 years to get my degree because of the university's policy for staff who are students. I just can not justify going anywhere past that for the same amount of money that I make right now. I just can't. However, this leaves me lost, what am I supposed to do with my life? Should I obtain a degree in something that I'm less crazy about just to make more money? Or should I suffer through all of this school, all the while being on a strict budget, just to be on a strict budget with a big framed piece of paper on the wall? I just don't know.

If Blogger.com would get their shit together and let the damn pages load, I'd post a blog.

Go To Hell.

6/6/06 is tomorrow and some people think it's a sign of the apocalypse. It must be, because the people in Hell are celebrating. Hell, Michagan that is. I think these people are so cool. They are having a big costume party complete with Blood Devil (Bloody Mary's) drinks and a big huge gate into Hell that looks all firey and devilish. They are even selling 1 sq in deeds, so you can own your very own portion of Hell. I wish tomorrow wasn't going to be so Hellish for me, or I'd go to Hell and celebrate 6/6/06 with all the Hellians, watch "The Omen" and listen to some Slayer. How awesome. It is fitting that Hell is in Michigan. I'd still rather go to Hell than Cleveland though.

Ridiculous.

Indonesia! Hello. Get with the freakin program. You may not care if the entire world dies of the bird flu but everyone else does! All but one of the family members who have caught the bird flu in Indonesia have died, and the dude who is still alive? Yeah, he is refusing to take medicine, and his caretaker is refusing to wear a mask. He is contained in a hut with an open door where chickens and cats lurk outside. He doesn't think he got sick from a bird. The village thinks that evil spirits made the family sick. HELLO! WHO, I know it's hard to deal with local/state governments who aren't organized, but please, help these people to understand. Good grief.