Links so that I can close some tabs...

If you have not done this yet, please go now:

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523

Also, if you have seen Brokeback Mountain, oh hell, it doesn't matter, just go see this video, it's frakkin hilarious.

Lastly, just an amusing quiz (or two):

The Movie Of Your Life Is An Indie Flick

You do things your own way - and it's made for colorful times. Your life hasn't turned out how anyone expected, thank goodness! Your best movie matches: Clerks, Garden State, Napoleon Dynamite

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

You Are a Coy Flirt!

You're not so much a flirt as the type of girl who draws flirts in While you look like you're just relaxing, secretly you've got your game on A little look here, a little wink there... you give men the encouragement they crave And in return, they flirt up a storm with you - while you just sit and smile

What Kind of Flirt Are You?

Stupid frakking....

My car is dead. A little background, it's been acting sporadically (oh look at me using a Clueless vocabulary word!) weird over the past few months...actually the past year really. It would just randomly act like it was stalling, when it could not possibly have been stalling...either my speed had been constant or I was stopped with the clutch fully depressed...

Stage set, early morning Friday.

Wake up with alarm. Hit snooze. Hear loud cat purring on next pillow. Turn over, get kitty kissed. Snuggle into covers.

Hit snooze. A couple times.

Realize that have to get up to go get donuty thank you treats for first period, get to school, photocopy exam and quizzes.

Get ready, go to car. Car doesn't start - engine turns but no dice. Try 3 times - finally get it working. Yay. Do not have to call Daddy.

Go to Dunkin Donuts. Stopped car. Go inside. Get dozen donuts, 4 pack muffins, box o'joe filled with Hot chocolate. Raise eyebrow at snippy clerk who says next time call ahead for big box of hot chocolate. Notice there is no posted sign rquesting such thing. Mentally roll eyes, go out to car. Start car. No problem. Stop at a red light, just prior to the highway.

Watch in horror as entire instrument panel lights up like frakking holiday display. No big deal, turn car off, turn car on again.

No dice.

Try again. Same results.

Put car in neutral. Turn off radio. Try again.

Nothing.

Put hazards on, think about what to do. Keep turning key.

Light turns green.

A$$ behind me can't figure out that hazards on means there might be a problem, honks instead of pulling to the right hand lane. Lower window and wave said a$$ to the other side. Think furiously trying not to freak out.

Keep trying, begin to accept that car will not start and am going to have to call dad. See car next to me trying to get my attention. Lower passenger window, explain that am calling father thank you nice man who looks kinda creepy smoking a cigarette so early.

Pick up phone, and call Daddy. Time check, 6:25 am, oh god I'm going to be late.

Have conversation with Dad, where I slowly freak out as he asks me questions that I can't answer. Dad threatens to hang up phone if I don't stop yelling. Yell that I am not yelling, calm down and try again to explain. Dad says he is coming to get me.

Call Lindsay, ask her to cover first period class. Look despairingly at the 12 donuts + 4 muffins and big box o' hot chocolate.

Call principal's secretary explaining what's going on, explain will be there before 2nd period, will call if it looks iffy.

Call roommate, wake her up on her day off, apologize, ask if needed she can drive me to school. Sleepily agrees.

Feel like crap for waking up roommate, knowing she will not be able to sleep again.

Wait for dad. Explain to the 2 people who ask, that yes I am ok, and I have called someone. No, I don't need a phone, thank you though.

Mom calls saying dad is on the way. Dad calls saying he is on the way.

Wait. Try to avoid looking at the clock.

Remind self it could be worse - could be colder, could be a BEST taping day, could not have set plans, might not have Lindsay, might not have roommate with day off.

Wait for dad.

See dad's car. As dad pulls into a nearby parking lot, watch cop car come around at the same time.

Despair.

Numbly go through motions - turn car while cop and dad push it towards parking lot. Give license and registration to cop. Get it back. Try to jump start car. Realize it is not a battery problem. Go through many other motions, call towing company, looking at clock realize am going to be very late.

Eventually mom comes to wait with car until tow shows up. Call roommate to come pick me up. Call other co-worker asking to photocopy quiz for 2nd period.

Roommate shows up.

Realize roommate is the most amazing person on frakking planet.

Get on highway call secretary to let her know am on my way. Roommate and I get to school, drag stuff upstairs, get in 10 min before 1st period ends.

Make it through rest of the day.

Mom calls about car at 8:50pm. Dealership knows not what's wrong. Realize this is very very bad thing.

But, at least it was Stargate Friday. So that made it less sucky.

So my Friday was saved...because of Stargate. And K. coming to get me at school and going to see Lauren and the baby.

Now, go to this website and tell me what you REALLY think of me:

http://kevan.org/johari?name=Anathema523

Oh What A Night

It is not late December. For that matter it is not even '63. But sweet surrender, what a night!

Okay, done now.

The roomie and I decided that we needed to go dancing, so we recruited Ken to go with us. Having made the decision, we wandered off to the mall to go shopping, where I walked away with a wicked awesome new shirt, and some body lotion from Victoria's Secret. It's called Romantic Wish, the irony of which is definately not lost on me. At some point here we called Joe, who was unable to come out dancing, but ended up meeting us at said mall, while I was getting make-up from the MAC counter. Because it turns out, that while I do not often wear make-up, when I do getting the expenisive stuff actually makes a hell of a difference. As in it look fantastic.

Then it was off to target for make up brushes and what turned out to be work out shorts. Joe came and hung out for a while...and we called Ehren and conned him into coming out to the club with us. Amusingly enough, Joe was the one that pushed him over the edge into convincing him - which was beyond hilarious and revealed a very cool (and not entirely unexpected) side to Joe's personality. But that is a story for another time. Shortly thereafter, appropriately attired (ok, I'll admit it, I looked fabulous) we hit the town.

It. Was. Amazing.

The roomie, who has taken to telling people I'm no fun when I'm sober...okay what she means is that I'm more relaxed and my actual personality comes out more when drinking but still, realized that it's not a function of B.A.C. It's a function of comfort - I am insanely comfortable around Ehren, so I don't at all need to drink to relax and be myself. For whatever reason, he helps me feel relaxed enough that I can get my groove on even though I'm surrounded by tons of people. K. was thrilled to see me so chill and I got to dance to my heart's content. I'd been craving that since I chaperoned the dance at school last weekend - and was feeling very much that I wanted to dance. But I had to be a good chaperone and besides really who wants to see their teacher getting jiggy wit it?

Ok one kid did, the one who asked me to dance, but that's another longish story. Suffice it to say I pointed out that while, yes age is just a number, in this case it was a fairly important one as long as my number was above 20...and his wasn't.

Oh in other news, 14 year old asked me to be his valentine. I just looked at him, and the rest of the class turned to him and said "yo, that was mad creepy." I'm so happy when they police themselves. Really now.

Either way, the E-dawg needed to jet early, seeing as he has church and all, but K and ken and I hung out til close to 2am and then headed back here.

And now I'm super sleepy but just a little too wound up to actually sleep.

Still, mass amounts of fun were had by all, and we should do this again sometime. With more people. Right.

Me sleep now :)