phlegm

true colors

2006-09-06T11:07:00.000-05:00

Since Jerica still has this as the link to me ... I will write a story for those who click haphazardly on my name searching for insight and find nothing but out-dated posts on still occurring confessions.

I met Jonathan mid-November of 2003. Only reason that matters is because I received my current cell phone number a week or two before meeting him. Two years and10 months later ...

Guarantee Home Equity/Bank/Whatever-the-hell-their-name-is still insists on calling searching for a Virgie Freeman or (Phil?) Collins. Neither of these people, to me, exist. Not in my world. Not in my phone! They began calling in 2003, leaving messages that were poorly pre-recorded, causing everyone who heard to laugh ... a lot. The messages are no longer humerous (however, if you ask me to do an impression, I might just humor you), but are much more numerous. They still call 3-5 times daily, often waking me up when I could still be sleeping, and leave messages each time! Now you might think that this is really no big deal and I should just deal with it ... and you're basically right. But when someone I actually care about calls and leaves a message, I first have to deal with deleting their multiple messages prior to listening to the one that matters. Quite the hastle, I must say.

And on their part - if they haven't realized it yet, they should sooner or later figure out

they aren't getting their money.

Not from me at least.

And not from the non-existant Virgie nor Phil.

cheeseburger perfume

2006-04-22T12:50:00.000-05:00

there are too many butts in the yard
purple sunglasses andy fuzzy bouquets
in glroius song from the core of the earth
firing earth-bound day to a myriad-pointed bright
flies fly in space and creatures crawl on earth
it was just then that the gates swung open
and the heavy thoughts were drawn back to a time prior
to sifting ant-arctic-dry-air through agony-wrenched teeth
sharp, white, the balls rest heavily on density
encroached, limiting our movement and enhancing our insticts (instrincts if you may)
they float by like thoughts without a mind
if clouds scatter brilliantly all waves to hues
saturated bowls of deodorized plum sauce
and cheeseburger perfume, cheeseburger perfume, cheeseburger perfume
that smells like delicious cheeseburgers lofting to my nose
pierced forever on the sourhern slope of Mont St. Michelle

from the collaborted creativities of Sam, Jerica, Paul and Myself

pretty.

2006-04-20T10:49:00.000-05:00

i thought it would be fun to have a picture on my profile so everyone can see my beautifulness always ... however, what a pain in the ass! ... so if anyone wants to go through the pains of the task, you got the job.

butterfingers

2006-04-19T10:27:00.000-05:00

Some genius thought it would be good to design a flight of riserless stairs open to four floors below ... Some other genius (this one is me) thought it would be a good idea to check my voicemail (voicemail from Brandon J. Brown, therefore he should feel real bad right about now) while ascending the stairs ... not a bad idea, unless you happen to drop your phone between the treads and watch it fall approximately 60 feet through an unobstructed path until it reaches the concrete basement floor at a speed of about #?! (<-- insert found speed here) ... and shatters into 3 pieces.

LUCKILY for those of you who love to call me - you still can... however, my beautiful color LCD screen now looks like a tie-die spider web (best description i can think of right now), so I will not be calling you unless your number is locked into my amazing memory (that basically includes Brandon and Jerica.)

So take my advice ... hold on to your phone tightly so it doesn't get ripped out of your possession into the infinite abyss!

Man of Steel

2006-03-27T20:17:00.000-06:00

I can be anything
That you want me to be
A punching bag, a piece of string, oh
That reminds you not to think
They found the note down in your car
And it's not your fault it gets this hard
Gets this hard
Hold your head high
Don't look down
I'm by your side
Won't back down
You wanted a hero tonight
Well I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of steel
But your secret's safe with me
I can be anything
That you want me to be
A holy cross, some sympathy
That reminds you not to bleed
They found the note down in your car
You climbed up here to fall apart, fall apart
Hold your head high
Don't look down
I'm by your side
Won't back down
You wanted a hero tonight
Well I'm not made of steel
I'm not made of steel
But your secret's safe with me
Oh, your secret's safe with me
They knock you down
I'll pick you up
They laugh at you
I'll shut them up
But I'm not made of steel
But I'm not made of steel
But I'm not made of steel
But your secret's safe with me
Yeah, your secret's safe with me
Yeah
Hold your head high
Don't look down
I'm by your side
Won't back down
You wanted a hero tonight

Our Lady Peace

veritas

2006-03-24T16:56:00.000-06:00

for those of you who like to know more than the surface, a completely uncensored view inside

"Call Me!"

2006-03-08T21:52:00.000-06:00

PET PEEVE OF ALL TIME

I'm not sure how to write this in an unoffensive manor to the people who do these things, so forget it ...

I can't handle the people who instant message me to tell me to call them... If they want to talk to me, they can call me, right? On occassion it makes sense - today I got a message online from a friend "I was wondering what you were doing tonight, I am free, if you want to get together, give me a call". See, that is fine - it is a specific question about a specific instance and since I had my away message, and she was possibly just checking email and signing off, it makes sense.

Later tonight I was chatting online with a friend who I im'ed simply to say hi - I do that every now and then. After saying I had to go and would talk to him later, he responded with "call me this weekend". This is a kid who always tells me to call him ... but doesn't call me. If he wants me to call him so badly, how come he never picks up the phone and calls first? People!

Another instance of irritance are those who insist on using the phrase "We have to do lunch sometime", or "Let's get together soon", and then never take the initiative. I always respond with "okay, just call me" (a fine response since the opposite party is the one proposing the meeting, therefore they can do the hunting) - but no one ever calls. If you aren't ever going to call, don't suggest it in the first place.

So there's that ...

he

2006-03-05T20:16:00.000-06:00

He says I'm only angry - but does he see it's the pain inside screaming to be let free?
He says he can't help me - he's not what I need.
He says I push him further - he pulls.
He says I'm just like him - so why can't he understand?

He says the pain will subside

the tears will go away

only if I let go of what's trapped inside

the fears will wash away

...

bailar a la musica

2006-03-03T10:21:00.000-06:00

Music which withstands the test of time:

"My Immortal" Evanescence
"Refine Me" Jennifer Knapp

"Inflatable" Bush

Brandon says:
"Numb" Linkin Park
"Not an Addict" K's Choice
"Smile" Civil Sheperd

... to be continued ...

fortune cookie

2006-03-03T10:20:00.000-06:00

"Your energy is at a peak. Channel it into fun activities."

struggle

2006-02-27T13:08:00.000-06:00

I now find myself fighting for something that is not good for me and casting aside anything that has potential.

Plenty

2005-12-12T11:18:00.001-06:00

I looked into your eyes,they told me plentyI already knew. You never felt a thing, so soon forgotten, all that you do, is more than words I tried to tell you the more I tried I failed I would not let myself believe that you might stray and I would stand by you no matter what they'd say. I thought I'd be with you until my dying day.Until my dying day. I used to think my life was often empty a lonely space to fill you hurt me more than I ever could have imagined. You made my world stand still and in that stillness there was a freedom I never felt before. I would not let myself believe that you might stray and I would stand by you no matter what they'd say. I thought I'd be with you until my dying day. Until my dying day.

Sarah McLachlan

why blog?

2005-10-21T22:12:00.000-05:00

New CD: Fiona Apple - Extraordinary Machine - absolutely fabulous! Musically great, poetically greata - I dig. Especially the songs Window and the sick in the head song - check it out, you'll love it if you're anything like me...

My TV has horrible reception, it is making me sad. Tonight Jonathan and I went to dinner - wanted to go to John Hawk's - it's the first night in a while I have been able to get out and go somewhere outside of my 3 mile radius of inhabitation - got there and parked in the Wells Fargo ramp, only to find the wait would be about 45 minutes - I wasn't in the mood to have my stomach eat itself so we left - and had to pay $4 for the 10 mins worth of parking - Lame! Weekend plans consist of homework, cleaning, work, and hopefully some shopping Sunday afternoon.

just me and EJ this weekend ... yippy skippy ... :)

blow

2005-10-15T00:07:00.000-05:00

I hate museums...

"Lysol Girl"

2005-10-12T21:18:00.000-05:00

Written Wednesday, December 10th, 2003 by Alyssa (aka lyss lyss ... hah!)

Theres a girl in two of my lectures who makes me laugh hysterically. She carries around a bottle of spray lysol. Every time she comes to class, she generously sprays the chair desk and arm rests with her damn lysol. Now Im sorry if she is OCD and cant help it and im just ripping on her, but, COME ON!! Wouldn't you think that...OH!! and... she took it into the bathroom with her!! Im betting she sprayed the toilet seat. Oy vey. Now in my opinion, being this cautious about germs would actually be worse for you. If you completely alienate yourself from germs, the one time you come in direct contact with them, youd probably catch the disease. If you are in contact with germs, wouldnt that help you stay immune to diseases?? I dont know, but I sneezed when we left the lecture hall, and she said, "Bless you." And I bet she wanted to spray me with lysol.

Yes... I am proud to say, that was me ...

The Aristocrats

2005-09-06T22:40:00.000-05:00

dot dot dot

volcano

2005-09-01T19:43:00.000-05:00

My roommates finally moved in - all but one - EJ comes tomorrow. It has been a good time so far, thankfully :) Jamie and Julie are going home for the weekend so it'll just be me, Jackie and EJ. We all have a different variation of the same razor (the wonderful Venus), which I find somewhat amusing ...

Also amusing ... that whenever there is some sort of "tragedy" in the world, the United States feels it in gas prices ... 9/11, attacking people, hurricanes ... I am so unplugged I didn't even know there was a hurricane until it was practically over. Good thing I wasn't there or I wouldn't have even seen it coming!

School starts Tuesday - yippee! Looking forward to seeing some people I haven't seen over summer ... not looking forward to seeing those who I don't particularily care for ... yes, I said it.

If you ever meet a boy named creepy Jose, turn and run! Just a tip...

whole lotta nothing

2005-08-22T23:04:00.000-05:00

it's been quite awhile ...

i got into the classes i was hoping for, finally...

went tubing yesturday ... didn't go very fast since Cindy and i are pansies!!! But I am sore none-the-less. Also got to go for a ride on Tim's bike (crotch-rocket ... not schwinn!) Also get to go for a ride tomorrow, I think. Will dress warm, last night got a bit chilly. Also will wear tennies.

Lots of work - I'm getting sick of it. Costomers are irritating. Co-workers are slow... ahh!

Boy issues ... boys boys boys.

At my sister's... off to hang out with her and erin!

IN!

2005-07-11T09:56:00.000-05:00

Received my acceptance letter to Level II - Woohoo, I'm in!!! (If you have no idea what I am talking about, simply congratulate me and all will be well.) Now all I need is Junior status and I'll be on my way to redesigning the world as we know it ...

Sad for those who didn't make it :( Not sure what to say ... I can't make them feel better ...

Work is interesting. Good tips I suppose :) I think some of the girls don't like me, but maybe that will change...

Peace out, home slice!

not a pawn

2005-07-03T23:48:00.000-05:00

as defined by Dictionary.com: A person or an entity used to further the purposes of another. Also, A chess piece of lowest value.

Ouch! That bites.

Realized over the course of this past year that helping others tends to hinder yourself - therefore I have been more and more selective of those I help. In studio it tended to be the case that helping someone with something would put you in a worse position than they started in, so it was often a good decision to just be too busy to help in those situations. I also have found that the more you help someone (as well as the more you are willing to forgive someone) the more of a doormat you become.

I WILL NOT BE A DOORMAT.
(okay ... all caps may seem a bit dramatic ... )

asfd

Wanted to see Howie Day at Summerfest tonite - plans fell through. Met some friends by the lake to see the fireworks, instead. Played leap-frog. It was a good time. Then came home to my piano. I was reminded last night why I don't play the piano for other people - they will only make you feel sucky. It's okay though - because I really enjoy being insecure with my "talent".

"Things suck, but then you learn from the suckiness" - Alex Roob.

Came home from the weekend to blinking clocks and fruit flies...

a little friend i call "karma"

2005-06-26T21:18:00.000-05:00

I have now sailed past cloud 9 straight to cloud 10 ... if that's possible. Oddly enough, things are great. I've found an amazing friendship in a girl named Sam, who couldn't be more compatible with me if I asked... I've found truth in Alex... I've found "love" (call it what you may, don't look too deep) in a boy named Matt who makes me feel like I'm all that matters... I've found happiness in myself... I've found comfort in Jonathan...

Some say it's Karma... I say it's the universe keeping itself balanced...
"After the rain comes sun, after the sun comes rain again" ('Underwater Love' - Smoke City)
with Good comes Good, with Good comes Bad, with Bad comes Good, with Bad comes Bad

you can poop if you want to, but leave your friends behind, cuz your friends don't poop and if they don't poop then they're no friends of mine

Start at the City Market tomorrow (wish me luck) ...

don't ever lose sight of that which matters most in life ...

Addicted to Snood

2005-06-22T14:11:00.000-05:00

My computer is dying of a viral infection. It will hopefully be wiped of this disease and successfully cured with minor damage soon.

It's amazing to me how crazy easy the phone companies have made it to contact each other ... yet we don't. It's also crazy to me how easy Hallmark has made it to say sorry ... but we don't.

Matt is jealous of my exciting life ... have yet to figure that one out. Interview at City Market tomorrow (wish me luck!). My stretch of unemployment shall be conquered. Jamie comes tonight to spend a few days here in Milwaukee. Looking to go camping this weekend - hope it works out - doubt it though.

I don't sleep well with the windows open.

recommended for your viewing pleasure: Cinderella Man, Crash

recommended for listening: Butterfly Boucher (she rocks my world!), Frou Frou, Elliott, Coldplay X & Y

recommended reading: help me out here ... anything out there worth reading?

fire the stable manager

2005-06-16T00:33:00.000-05:00

Alex is hiding something from me...

Today the back of the bus said "Sin Condon? No lo hare!" (Spanish for "no glove, no love"). Sam and I returned from our getaway - good stuff, might I say. Alex's computer is beeping at me. Blog's are strange. Maybe sometime I will have something worth saying and let you listen...