Friday, October 31, 2008

and...

it's halloween. im tampering with the idea of being this-

man yelp.

chim chim (via craigslist) set me up on a blind date last night.
turns out the kids kinda cool.

he likes music.
he's in a band.
his bands name sucks.
i made him give me said bands cd.
its not awful.
we share the same interests.
we share the same documentary dreams.
he likes rollercoasters.
he hates carnie rides.
his mom's a teacher, my mom's a teacher.
his dad's a lawyer, my dad was a lawyer.
he's on team ghost child.
he has a cute southern accent.
he laughs at everything.
he takes notes.
he's riding critical mass tonight dressed up as burt reynolds.
he travels.
he lives with his band.

lets get married?

Friday, October 17, 2008

i just puked.

nicolette keeps talking about kotex pads.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

this is the shit i deal with.

just got this little diddy...


Hi Maggie!

I just happened to see your FB because Jacob and I are 'friends'- Student Communications is trying to get a hold of you- they need a pic of you for some project you did with them? Do you mind shooting them an email?

Hope you are well!

Best, Jennifer (Manifest!)


good lord, will it ever end?

Monday, October 13, 2008

cab driver story #1213443

i came-to on saturday night and was beating the shit out of jacob who was passed out and snoring in the back of a cab. the cab driver pulled over and started screaming, threatening to turn me in for domestic abuse. i was laughing uncontrollably...the cab driver didn't think it was too funny.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

and ps...

on a sad note- my ladies adventure camp lunch box was submerged in soy sauce today and now smells like a chinese prostitute. i thought about throwing her in the washing machine but i think this may be the end...

RIP little lady, you've been good to me.

hot dammmn gurl!

beck tonight with mgmt.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

spooky.

my fear of phones is currently being put to the test as i've spent the entire day calling pbs programmers. uuummmm, i can't even order a pizza. i knew i was headed down a horrible path when i called the front desk at KENW and asked for "ronnie." she paused and said, "ronnie is dead." i awkwardly hung up.

i've made 45 calls so far. out of those 45 i've talked to 3 people and left 42 voicemails. at first i thought i was in my own personal hell until i found out that station relation people make ridiculous amounts of money. sure i may be violently shaking each time i pick-up the receiver but compared to most jobs it's fairly simple. i think i'm going to give it a shot.