The temporary Hastings thread

I knew I should have made the "jaymcdan" joke before John could.

Alex came home from the library last night with a book called Spiderology and now he wants a pet wolf spider. You can imagine my thoughts on that.

Sam - EW! (although alligator is pretty good... tastes like chicken).

L34h had a boa constrictor?! And a ferret?!!!! Wow.

http://www.csulb.edu/~scrass/Arden/Pics/2006/cat.jpg

Also, he offered my advanced bio class extra credit for beheading roadkill of various sorts, cleaning it up and bringing in the skull. I was willing to go pretty far for biology class, but even I had to draw the line there.

So John, who is that little girl? She looks kind of like you. Same expression on her face.

L34h and I were in classes together from preschool up until she moved up to Mpls with her mom, plus they lived out our way, so I knew the family well before taking H's class, too.

Mr. H put up with my increasingly snarky attitude through my senior year, which I appreciated, and I enjoyed his craziness. Like cooking morels for us while we were dissecting our pigs. Also, hiring me to help with ski club accounts. And he put up with my refusal to take a pass to the bathroom with me after I was 18, because I thought it was ridiculous and said so.

I'm simply subjecting you all to the finer birthday images I'm finding for Kali's myspace comments.

T0ny4 was more than okay! That little girl just reminded me of her.

On an unrelated note, Dan...was it mongrel, or mutt?

Dan... I only wish I remember that moment in bio class. Why does John remember it when he wasn't even in our class?! So unfair. Then again, John had his own biology-class related fun.

(I like this one, but I'm not sure you should call K4l1 "yak." She seems cool and all, but that might be pushing it. The image is pretty great, though.)

The really good part: tomorrow I get to start my baking and wrapping frenzy, and get started on the 90-100 Xmas cards I need to get out. YAY!

My cat is sitting across from, and staring at, my nephew.

I humbly as those here to listen to some things as they are put up, and recommend other do so as well if you enjoy it.

Also Dan, if you are reading this, thank you for being too polite to point out that none of the solutions to the proposed problem (on my blog) were correct. (Well, I'm pretty sure. Insomnia and exhaustion are still influencing my ability - or inability - to think. The sad part about it was that I was completely sober when I wrote it; since I had to make the hour drive home I didn't have the Bloody Mary I wanted. Probably a good thing!)

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=68759503&blogID=205338175&MyToken=83687a29-d6c5-438d-ab03-db7eb6b2356e

The one before it, where I relate my humorous mistake about penis anatomy, is more coherent. Which is a sad, sad statement.

Sam, not to worry about myspace. How long can you go?!

I am going to drive to Hastings today to get my hair cut (yeah, yeah, the same person has cut my hair since I was 12). I hope my brain is functioning enough to drive by now. Maybe I should let J. drive...

So yeah. It's on it's way. I shall put up more Waking Up Corky and possibly some Satanists In Love and Warm [Ph]{F}ilters.

I'm off to Hastings for the day... blah.

Oh, plus my Mom gave me a blow dryer for my hair, cuz you know, she needs me to look prettier.

I was just thinking yesterday about how you'd come home and it wouldn't be as cold as it was and how disappointed you'd probably be. ;)

Not too cross about the snow situ because I'd have to shovel for my mom otherwise. Also am sure we will have some while I'm here.

OH HOLY JESUS GOD my mom's alarm just went and it's OFFENSIVE - the Lone Ranger theme. WHY????

Lone Ranger theme alarm? Okay, well, I guess it would wake you up... My Dad's cell phone ring tone is the Mission Impossible theme, if that makes you feel any better.

I am lame and have never stolen anyone's broadband signal!

So, have you started your vintage shopping rampage yet?

APB: woman who goes to downtown Dayton's I mean Macy's to buy all the clearance YSL shoes to put on eBay, I HATE YOU. In fact I imagine you have podgy hands and a bad manicure.

*my mom hated the shoes, which is a GREAT sign in fashion terms, if you know what I mean.

I love that your mom hated your shoes; definitely a good sign. My mother kept complimenting me on Thursday, which I feel might not be a good sign.

Dayton's/Macy's - I swear my mother has gone to the Burnsville Dayton's to tithe every Thursday since forever. I'm concerned that the switch to Macy's is going to kill her.

I fear for the health of the YSL/eBay woman if you find her, too.

Hey, at least your mom isn't sat there trying to tell you that Halliburton is a nice company.

Al3x describes it with an MST3K quote. "GOD! She's Displaying like a mandril!"

Even if I like what I see I then think "Well, now that I've seen it, that leaves one less thing to look forward to later."

But then there are those who just look and drool and stumble forward(there are things that do that for me, namely girls in suits).

I realise most girls(and guys for that matter) don't buy clothes for other people, but that was really just me being reminded that the current trends leave me with alot of eye candy(though it's alot like Bernie Bott's Beans ;-_- ) I don't like feeling like I shouldn't talk to all these strippers around me, with their spray-on clothes.

But I do remember on like my second or third date with a girl about 3 years ago, she wore low-cuts, visible ruffled panties, not sure how long her shirt was(I love bellies...) but my brain turned off.
She walked up to my car(we met in the lot) and eye-level...blood...not...in...brain....

Knew she was a nice girl, though.
She was like, VERY feminist. Like, alot of paglia books in her room. Maybe she was demonstrating her ability to have equal power of a different nature...

Or maybe she got advice from her non-nerd sister.
She was nerdier than me....

Suzy, maybe I will try the Levis. I don't know; the one thing I do know is that NO ONE sees my belly, except my husband. I've seen a lot worse walking around our little college town, but that's an area that I've always hated.