OMG OMG OMG

I FLIRTED WITH THOMAS.

AND HE'S COMING TO THE LIBRARY TO SEE ME.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!

I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!!!!

*Freaks out*

Star In My Own Mind

God, who knew the library could be so creepy and noir-ish and DUPLICITOUS?

That's right, I DID.

And I'm going to die here!!

Or not.

But OMG still bored.

Hmm...

Mysterious man has entered my sacred dwelling... and a jock/frat boy type who smiled nicely at me as I looked up from my keyboard.

Yay for politeness. :)

Now there are too many people in my sanctuary... they're ruining my noir-moment!



Oh wells... I really should stop being a bad girl and get off the computer.

Or at least get off AIM.

I distinctly remember that using the computer was.. how do you say? Oh yeah.. NOT ALLOWED.

Yet we all do it. Funny how that works. :P

Safe For Now...

Hmm. Due to my superior investigative skills, I have discovered that the skulking lady is...

Not a spy. Oh wells. Methinks I carry a bit of the Olivia Joules gene.

But at least while interrogating her (gently! and with great restraint!) I managed to appear helpful and not at all suspicious of her country of origin.

And I filled the copiers with paper.


I am totally made of awesome.

And now, it is time for my "every twenty minutes" mail check!

Oooh, it's a post in the Phi Mu Phun folder! *Reads*

Mmkay, nothing I didn't already know. Scrolling... scrolling... and nothing else.

Poo.

Maybe it's time to investigate Hotmail!

*Investigates*

Hmm... 4 junk e-mails.. and one comment notification for LJ! Double sweet!

*Reads* Heh. I am still made of awesome.

But bored again.

What ever shall I do?

Library Escapades Continued...

Eh. Hilary Clinton, love her or hate her. I kinda love her, for the great strides she has made, but I truly don't know enough about her politics to love her or hate her.

The new VOGUE is pretty freakin' sweet though. Kirsten Dunst as Marie Antoinette on the cover. Say what you want about the validity of the film, but the costumes are astonishing in their opulence and extravagance.

Hmm. Weird older lady skulking around by the magazine racks... may or may not be a sekrit Russian spy sent to immobilize me.

Will do reconnaissance to confirm her identity.

Hmm. No accent that can be distinguished...

She keeps walking in circles around my desk and the magazines and into the front room...

:O

She just raised her eyebrows at me!!

SHE IS A SPY. OH NOES!!!!1!!!

Shhh!! This Is A Library!!!

I'm so bored.

So bored bored bored bored.

We've got three people in the Periodicals section, none of which have needed my help.

Nothing to do.

No homework.

Nada.

Make that four people.

DAMMIT. He left. And he was cute! :)

That is one perk of working in the library... all the sekrit oogling that I get to do. ]:)

But I am seriously so bored. I've read the newest issue of Entertainment Weekly (eee Tim Gunn on my magazine!), read my friends list several times, checked my e-mail over and over and over again...

Hmm. The new TIME has an interesting cover. It beckons me from across the room. Let me check it out....

SASSY!!

I took a shower earlier today and my hair has driven into this massive heap of curls upon my head.

They're currently laying in my eyes.

I kinda feel like a car in a car wash, you know? When the car is going through and those big noodles are soaping the hood and windshield... cept my hair is the noodles and I'm the car.And my hair isn't wet.

But anyway... CURLS. :D

I'm feeling very sassy today.

I don't even know why... I think my copious use of cheesy rock tunes may account for it ("I'm ready for it... COME ON BRING IT!") and the fact that I'm just in a silly happy mood.

Anyway.

You know how when you were little, you would say something impertinent and your mom would go, "Don't be sassy!"?

Well. I feel like saying a whole crapload of impertinent things.

And playing with my curls.

And running up to cute boys and hugging them.

I want affection. XD

Mainly cause I'm sassy. :P

SASSY!

Boys Suck

Next time I go to talk to Tyler, someone needs to smack me.

I keep assuming that everyone has some decency within them, some spark of goodness.

Apparently he was sick on the day God handed that out.


I'm tired of being gullible around him, so I'm going to stop.

And if that means not talking to him anymore, good.

Getting myself out of a bad situation is the only solution I have.


Stupid boys.

Double Down

First, here is that meme that I was tagged for.

When did you start blogging and why?
This blog was started in February '06, completely due to bugging by Kris. Once Kris got the idea into her head that all us Kinkies should have blogs, she could not be contained. :P While I've only had this blog for a few months, I've had my LiveJournal since January of 2003. My LJ has so many entries (601!!) ranging from my high school mistakes to my college adventures.

What don’t you talk about?
I pretty much talk about anything, except certain things that I don't think the online buddies would care about. There are certain things, like rants, that I keep to myself because of backlash I've gotten @ my LJ. But I'm pretty honest and open in my blog.

Are you and your blogging persona the same person?
I am the same person here as I am in real life. Somehow, I really am that clever and witty. I know, what a conundrum! ;)

How do you use blogging to build friendships?
I don't really use this blog to build friendships. The only ones who know about it are the Kinkies and anyone connected to them... but it's still fun to meet new people.

How would you describe your writing style?
I tend to write about real events, my fascination with media, and random stuff that occurs to me. I always try to write with good grammar, punctuation, and a good handle on my spelling.

What can I say... you can't take the English major out of the girl. :)

And now to the other portion of my entry.

I have finally been diagnosed! :)

I've been having some weird health issues lately (I might have mentioned them, I can't remember if I haven't). Basically, some strange hair growth, sweating, hardened skin patches.. your run-of-the-mill X-Fileseque symptoms.

After a long batch of tests, my doctor called me today and let me know that I have polycystic ovarian syndrome (PCOS). Through some medication and a new diet/exercise plan, the weirdness should start to clear up in 4-6 weeks.

Maybe.

Hopefully.

Yeah! :)