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Thursday, December 18, 2003

You are Mark! You are naturally shy, but always
follow your heart. Make sure this Christmas you
tell that special someone that you view them as

Which Love Actually Character Are You?
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Wednesday, December 17, 2003

I keep intending to sit down and document all the goings-on of the past week and this is the first I've gotten to it (of course, it has nothing to do with the fact that I desperately need to be studying for my calc final and am instead procrastinating at all costs). so here goes.
monday and tuesday:
nothing very exciting happened. some classes were attended, some were not, I was sick for a little while. we'll skip the details.
last day of classes. this is a day of great excitement at any school, but the craziness is elevated by the fact that I attend UVM. I love love love UVM. on the last day of classes every semester, there is an event known as The Naked Bike Ride at midnight. this is exactly what you think it is - a large group of naked kids ride their bikes through campus... and everyone, of course, comes outside to watch. most everyone is drunk or high in a serious way, and the fact that we had a huge snowstorm the previous weekend made conditions exactly right for a huge, all-encompassing snowball fight. I walked over to athletic campus with allen, brett and rach (myself being the only sober one as I was still sick) and served as chaperone, rescuing rachel from being thrown "like a snowball" by some sketchy guy from her philosophy class and keeping brett from getting arrested.
honestly, i don't remember what went on thursday night. cat's meow sang for a holiday party at the radisson.
the evening began at 6 or so, when I met some of the other cat's meow girls at austin. from there we went to the hit paws' apartment and pregamed until the top cats concert. the concert was ok, the boys were their usual brand of goofy cuteness, and the guest group made me feel pretty good about our group. by the end of the show everyone had pretty much sobered up... so of course we proceeded to AEPi to finish up the night, where I spent several hours having the nerdiest possible conversations with Nick and Matt Girard (Nick is a former Top Cat who did some arrangements for us, and Matt is his brother who frequently does sound).
cat's meow sang at a holiday party for families of deployed soldiers at camp johnson. we sucked a lot. but we did the gig for free so i don't feel too bad about it. saturday night, rachel and i went to the ben & jerry's christmas party at the sheraton. it was... eh. even less fun than when i went two years ago. however, the infamous cyrus was there with his girlfriend, and i went over and had a little chat with him. i left when the girlfriend came back to the table, but i think i succeeded in making him sufficiently uncomfortable, and at least THAT is all out of my system. so then we came back and were silly around the dorm, and lee came up and we hung out... et cetera.
oh who cares.
monday, tuesday, and today have all been consumed with exams nonsense... which i am now going to go to bed in preparation for. home in two days (thank the lord).

Sunday, December 07, 2003

i could make you happy
if you weren't already

today is a day where every song i listen to has a great quote fitting my emotion of the moment. i think it would be ridiculous to list all of them here, but there's one.
"megan, PLEASE tell me you've seen my left glove... it's AN-GOR-A!!!"
-nikki, about 10pm last night

i have never been quite so entertained as sitting next to nikki during the hit paws concert.
(thought i might start this post off with something cheerful because it's going to be a very angry, ranting post)
ok, first of all: i hate snow. SO SO VERY MUCH. it isn't the mere existance of snow that makes me angry, but the fact that it ruins everything i ever want to do. we sang at the design-TASC competition yesterday afternoon, and then met at 3:30 with the intention of setting off on our exciting trip to middlebury... however, the FUCKING SNOW prevented us from going to our awesome fun concert with SIM... I seriously cried. I had been looking forward to this concert for months, and I so needed a night of fun and singing with fun boys and girls I love. Emily and I have still not ever had a chance to be drunk and crazy together.
anyway, the hit paws' fall concert was last night as well, and the bobolinks were supposed to be their guest group... however, they also had to cancel due to the SNOW. therefore, both SIM and hit paws were left without openers and both cat's meow and bobolinks were stuck at our respective schools. I think you see where I'm going with this one.
so yeah. we went and opened for hit paws, which was still fun, and they were really really good. plus i sat next to nikki who got drunk and then was her usual terribly un-PC self (which is really really funny) throughout the evening. then i walked back to redstone in the three feet of snow and ordered domino's and played asshole and kings and got stupidly drunk with rachie and the other kids on the floor. rachel touched my boobs. that's all i have to say about that.
and this afternoon i sang the messiah with choir in the recital hall... and we sucked. a lot. maybe no one noticed.
but I seriously feel so much better after all this venting. we ordered pizza. i'm downloading carmina burana. I am a complete and utter nerd. I need to finish reading "all men are mortal" really soon. I'll leave you with an excerpt of my favorite drunken IM conversation last night:

limelightlover7: si
limelightlover7: i bet you're funyn when your'e drunk
HOBBLETTS: ;im a fuckky her than you you p;ir,k

Tuesday, December 02, 2003

smile. please. something. think about the last time you got a REALLY good hug. or someone called you just to say hi. or how nice it was to get a card from someone in the group. or th last itme you laughed so hard it hurt. one of these has GOT to put a smile on your face which will lead to energy and happy and YAY!!!!!

--excerpted from an email by nikki to the rest of cat's meow.

rehearsal tonight was a little rocky. i'm trying really hard to take the above words to heart... but yeah. today was a super crummy day. worse than yesterday, if you can believe it. but rach and i are listening to disney music and eating applebee's smashed garlic potatoes.
notice: chivalry is officially dead. i was literally knocked over by a boy on the shuttle today as he dove for the seat i was attempting to sit in. it was extremely disconcerting.
there are cute boys working at the starbucks downtown. i think i'll become a coffee drinker. or a barista.
on what kind of day would one be followed from bus stop to bus stop by a boy with a mohawk, listening to him talk about his 15 year old sister and her three abortions?
today. that is what kind of day.
today was not a good day.
a lot of other things happened too, but that is the one event that i believe is a truly accurate summation of just how crummy my day was.

a little john mayer will fill in the rest for you.

and I don't know where you went when you left me but
says here in the water you must be gone by now
I can tell somehow
one hand on the trigger of a telephone
wondering when the call comes
where you say it's alright
you got your heart right

maybe I'll sleep inside my coat
wait on the porch 'til you come back home
oh, right
I can't find a flight

we share the sadness
split Screen sadness

two wrongs make it all right

all you need is love is a lie cause
we had love but we still said goobye
now we're tired, battered fighters

and it stings when it's nobody's fault
cause there's nothing to blame at the drop of your name
it's only the air you took and the breath you left

maybe I'll sleep inside my coat and
wait on the porch 'til you come back home
oh, right
I can't find a flight
so I'll check the weather wherever you are
cause I wanna know if you can see the stars tonight
it might be my only right

we share the sadness
split screen sadness

I called
I just
need to feel you on the line
don't hang up this time
and I know it was me who called it over but
I still wish you'd fought me 'til your dying day
don't let me get away

cause I can't wait to figure out what's wrong with me
so I can say this is the way that I used to be
there's no substitute for time
or for the sadness
split screen sadness
we share the sadness
-"split screen sadness"

Sunday, November 30, 2003

seriously, how cute are my friends?

Saturday, November 29, 2003

love actually.
go see it. right now.
this movie actually changed my opinion of hugh grant. i LIKE him now.
but that's kind of a secret, because for several years i have made a point of declaring my belief that he is a sniveling weenie who is only famous because he has an accent.
but oh oh, i love him now. and colin firth. and liam neeson. well, the second two i loved all along, but now i have added a third to the list.
anyway. i will admit that i was skeptical. and i am picky about movies... but: SO GOOD. i absolutely reccommend it to everyone and anyone.
i am getting sick. i went on a date and a half with em and tommy to bove's tonight. i got the new cosmopolitan. i have a really good plan for christmas presents. i'm going back to school tomorrow, where there are people i love dearly and who i have missed. and another person who falls into the aforementioned category is coming back in less than two weeks. "sweet baby james" is on the radio. the concert with SIM is on saturday. i'm going to kick the italian habit if it kills me. which it might.
also, i have temporary tattoos.
it is now time for annie's mac and cheese accompanied by an SNL repeat.

Tuesday, November 25, 2003

it snowed last night.
that's right. it was almost sixty degrees yesterday, and then it snowed last night.
I am proud to be a resident of this crazy state.
everyone is outside hugging and leaving and I miss my roommate. I am lonely.
meh. maybe I should go take a shower and face the rest of the world.

Monday, November 24, 2003

i'm alive
on the stereo
jackson browne is just merging into traffic
from the on-ramp
weaving his beat-up pickup in between
luxury sedans and other people
who aren't brokenhearted.
and this California drive is going to do him some good--
teach him to look at things alone
and confide in his guitar.
this trip
it going to do us some good,
me and jackson.
we're past those dead dreams
because the highway is as long as we want
and look--
the ocean.