all right, it's been a while. sorry. i didn't even realize how long until i looked at my last post. sunday! wow. i think this may be the longest non-blog break. well, there was that time when i first moved back down, but that doesn't count because i didn't have internet so it was virtually impossible to blog unless i somehow like, telepathically blogged. hmm. i'll look into that.

anyway. it's midterm season. hell week part one is over. developmental psychology midterm monday. bleh. cognitive psychology midterm yesterday. ugh. didn't sleep at all the night before. well, i mean, the midterm was at 8 am so, really, there was no point sleeping. funny thing was, i was fine the whole day. okay, so i fell asleep for like ten minutes in my psychology and law class, but that was like, it. but it definitely felt nice to sleep last night. slept for almost ten hours! mmm....that was a good sleep.

anyway, like i said, hell week part one is over. but hell week part two is coming up. eating disorders midterm and psychology and the law midterm both on tuesday. and my psych and law prof was almost salivating when he was talking about how difficult his exams are. i mean, this guy was getting some sick joy out of telling us how painful his exams are and how there's probably no way in hell that we'll be able to complete them. and then my application for the honors psychology program is due on thursday.

so you're probably thinking, okay two weeks of hell, that sucks, but it's only two weeks, right? i mean, it IS midterm season. that's what i thought too. until i looked at my calendar and realized that after hell week part two is over, i've got hell week part three, four, five, six, and seven. basically, the rest of the quarter sucks. okay okay, so maybe the term "hell week" is a bit of an exaggeration, but i've got something "big" either due or to do for every week, for the rest of the quarter. i'm even going to have to study over thanksgiving break.

got lots to do for the fmla too. so here's an update on our title IX protest thing: the bastard republicans have done it again. not only have they up and changed the location of the hearing, they have also failed to disclose the location to the public. sort of makes it a little difficult for us to hold a protest when we don't even know WHERE the freaking hearing is going to be at. so, yeah, that's about our only problem. it's sort of a big one though.

all right. shower now. bye!

sanaz: you know, i really hate thinking about people having sex because it's just too easy for me to visualize people on top of each other...
cherry: STOP!!! STOP STOP STOP!!! STOOOOOOPPPP!!!!
[silent pause]
melissa: ....and rocking back and forth....
cherry: AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! STOOOOOPPP!!!

funny joke...

girls night out

The other night I was invited out for a night with the girls. I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, "I promise!" Well, the hours passed and the champagne was going down way too easy.

Around 3 a.m., drunk as a skunk, I headed for home. Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hall started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing he'd probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times.

I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution (even when smashed), in order to escape a possible conflict with him.

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, and I told him 12:00. He didn't seem disturbed at all. Whew! Got away with that one! Then he said, "We need a new cuckoo clock."

When I asked him why, he said, "Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said, 'oh no', cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another 3 times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the cat and farted."

hahahahahahahahaaa....

my room is missing something. ecstasy. no, not the drug, the painting. by maxfield parrish. one of my favorite paintings. have been looking on ebay but all the ectasy posters there are either too small or are of poor quality. and the regular poster sites (allwall.com, allposters.com) are way too expensive [$26 for a poster?? hell no.]. =/ so...no ecstasy for now.

studying's going...okay. developmental psychology midterm tomorrow, cognitive psychology midterm thursday, psychology and the law and eating disorders midterm next tuesday. hurrah.

i'm having a bad face day. i wish there was something i could wear to cover it. like, you know how you can wear hats for bad hair days? i wish i could wear something for bad face days. yes, i suppose i could wear a ski mask, but that's just...weird. oh well.

went shopping on friday with helen and melissa and checked out the new store at utc, hollister's. well, it's not that new, it was just new to me. bought a couple of really cute shirts on sale. went home and later that night found out that hollister's was affiliated with abercrombie & fitch. after thinking about it for quite a while (they really are very very cute shirts and they were on sale) and asking ha for advice (didn't tell me what to do, but just told me it was a personal decision i should make), i decided to return the shirts. well, haven't done it just yet, but will do it some time this week when i have time hopefully. see, it's not just the whole chinese shirts fiasco that bothers me, it's the thongs for 10-year-old girls that pisses me off too. girls should NOT be raised like that. it's almost verging on pedophilia; trying to make 10-year-old girls look/feel sexy. that's just disgusting. and don't even get me started on a&f's catalogues. if the models aren't wearing any clothes (like, AT ALL), then what the hell are they trying to advertise?? sex?! yeah, we get enough of that on the interenet with those irritating pop-up ads and junk e-mail. anyway. i'm just annoyed that i sort of got duped. yeah yeah, i know hollister's didn't like, hide the fact that they were affiliated with a&f, but still. oh well. i get my money back which i really shouldn't have spent in the first place.

okay, i should get back to studying now. read all about the labor process last night. makes me really want to adopt. 14 hours of contractions?? no thank you.