| living la vida hungry and coffee free |
[18 Mar 2007|01:57pm] |
Ok kids, I’m actually utilizing this damn thing again in order to keep a “journal” of the week I live on four dollars a day. This is a project for my Building Cultures of Peace class, and it is supposed to mimic what it owould be like to live on food stamps. I’m putting in this disclaimer just so ya’ll know whats up and don’t start reading again with any hope that this will be more then me whining about how much I miss real food. Also to let you know why im doing this, and also as a catch all “don’t judge me”. I am doing this for a higher purpose. On the plus side however, even if I starve dating this blog means that if I do find the will to write in it everyday I will, for this week only, actually know what day it is.
3/18
Day before project begins: grocery day
Total spent: $12.38
Mood: optimistic
Worries: no fruit all week, being a total super bitch because I will have no coffee and no fresh food.
Today I went shopping to prepare myself for the upcoming week. Gave myself $20, even though technically this weeks budget is $28. I wanted to give myself some moving room at the end of the week. It’s a very New England day, fresh coat of snow, chilly breeze but sunshine. I’m thinking about the conversation I have just had with my mother, which covered anorexia and sidewalks. I had noticed that one of the few sidewalks in Simsbury never gets shoveled out in a complete line, suggesting that its cleanliness falls to those who own the property behind said patch of sidewalk. And I’m right. Then the topic changes to anorexia, though interestingly this has nothing to do with the project I’m about to undertake but rather the now quite deathly skinny Kate Bosworth. Backstory: Ive started watching episodes of Young Americans on youtube, mostly because
a) Katherine moening (l word) plays a girl posing as a boy, and
b) as of the episode I just watched Ian Summerhalder seems to have a thing for him.
I can’t figure out for the life of me why this show never lasts. And watching it has had two very significant effects of me:
a) I want everyone I know to watch it too, as most of the people I know can appreciate a gender bending WB gem of their recent past, and
b) I have had the david Bowie song Young Americans stuck in my head ad nausium.
So we discuss anorexia. I should mention this will never be a disease I suffer from as I love food. This is evident in my less then 6 pack abs. but I digress. As I mediate on sidewalks, anorexia and whether or not Kate and Ian can work it out, I also start to plan a weeks worth of food. This is hard for me in general, as I am very much a Sagittarius and tend to fly by the seat of my pants in all aspects of life.
The results though are interesting. As I step to the check out I have a little basket filled with a surprising amount. One carton of eggs (not cage free like I nornamally get and this is a moral dilemma for me), one box of fed. alfredo (again moral dilemma, I love to cook so ready made food makes me feel dirty), two cans of soup, 1 bottle of cranberry ginger ale which was at first a bottle of cherry coke zero, but I thought better of it and went cheaper, one bag of frozen veggies and one box of brown rice (stir fry).
Not to bad all things considered. Protein and some vitamins are covered as well as carbohydrates, though the questionable chunks of chicken in my chicken noodle soup are most likely going to be all I see as far as meat all week. I feel good at this point. As I watch a very large blond bag boy, throw my groceries in a cart like they said bad things about his mother, I am optimistic. I already miss fruit, but tomorrow I will go buy some bagels, which I eat ever morning, and things will seem sunnier.
My only concerns at the moment are that since this project coincides with lent, and giving up coffee has made me a little bitchy, that perhaps this experiment compounded with it will make me totally insane and in need of professional care. Though its more then a little gross to think that the delicious starbucks of which I have been dreaming, on average (since those corporate thieves feel the need to charge me more for soy…not my fault I don’t drink milk and you want to punish me by charging more) a single almond cappuccino costs more then my daily food budget this week. Though on the plus side it eliminates any temptation to order one this week as not only would it be religiously unsound, but also it would most likely make me feel like an ass.
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[26 Jan 2007|02:28pm] |
copying CHrissy:
He's
1. He's a whore but I love him and I want to invite him to a fiesta of a special type.
2. He gave me news that hurts me and confuses me and makes me sad in a way that also makes me mad at myself
3. I must call him....ewwwwww
4. He's one classy lady and I love our loveless union
5. He's a peach that has been in the sun to long
6. Cute
She's:
1. I copyed you!!!! nice boobies!!! we're going to see Hal!
2. Your soo sweet and yet I hate being in the same room with you despite my best efforts
3. I can't wait to see you
4. I can't wait for our adventure
5. Charlatan!!!
6. I can't beleive I saw you today!! Random much
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[24 Jan 2007|07:58am] |
damn it not the charlatan
so yeah the wifes house almost burned down last night (this morning) apparently. gasp.
yes thats the official gasp. ever read a LJ twice....now i can say i have. this is my official posting of "poor baby" till i see her later. gasp
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[04 Jan 2007|03:02pm] |
Ok quickie:
Painting lounge next week, all are invited
I’m going to miss my girls next week tears
I;ve been watching Americas Top Model for so long this week that I’m actually excited when its on and bits of my brain are starting to leak out of my skull.
I like bananas
Boys suck
Peace
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| i get no kick from 2007 |
[01 Jan 2007|01:13pm] |
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Ok here’s what’s up:
Grades: still awesome…..need to eventually register for another class. I want to take a honors class on peace which is pretty awesome (who’s with me???) and I still need a phil. Class but no news if the aforementioned class with fulfill this requirement. Otherwise I’d need to cut one of my classes which I don’t want to do
Books read: haven’t made too much progress on either. There’s been too much manifestation of a writer’s lifestyle in my life to date to allow for reading of the work potentially rendered from such activity. The woes of EM’s
Happy thoughts had: wow
Offers for New Years accepted: must 86 this question. Two in grand total. Jenna wanted to kill me last night, so I promised that at her next party I would stay all night and serve her pancakes in bed, and that I would serve them naked. (long story)
Times I missed someone: none really
New clothing worn: new shirt which reeks of smoke
Times excited about something silly: being the champion of “does this bother you”, the greatest game I will never integrate into the Uha crowd for fear of awkward moments abound not to mention unsavory rumors
Observations: I have some of the best friends in the world
Good times: um last night, and the craziness. Being pumped with SoCo, meeting awesome people, beer pong, finding a new and better reason to protest the whole Iraq situation, popping out the bubbly and doing New Years up right
Great Oldies: I love Velvet Goldmines soundtrack as well as my new Kasabian CD which is awsomtastic
Stories worth sharing: hahaha are they worth sharing, yes, but alas I don’t ingest alcohol, cause trouble take incriminating photo’s, smooch lesbians, do deplorable things to nice boys and tell so there
Reasons to be happy your alive: it’s a new year to make mistakes
Reasons to wish you were dead: none. All that soco champagne, and beer and I have nothing that even closely resembles a hangover
Any extra thoughts: war is bad
Sign off message: everyone have a great 2007. you all made my 2006 something special
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Ok here’s what’s up:
Grades: still awesome
Books read: still working on Nabokov and its great
Happy thoughts had: countless
Offers for New Years accepted: two
Times I missed someone: a few seconds after I got home last night though it technically was this morning
New clothing worn: wore new sweater and new jeans
Times excited about something silly: not naming names
Observations: if POD wrote her own version of I Claudius it would be IPOD
Good times: last night, bar, S-bucks, Jenna’s, the 10 or so awesome people I met last night
Great Oldies: Pete Yorn and Regina Spektor who are both MINE
Stories worth sharing: I would share last night, which wass really fun, but then I’d take an hour and I’d be that girl so I won’t just know:
1. I have more proof that seeing people you know is awkward after you’ve been drinking especially if you have “history”
2. I finally met the infonus “future husband” new friend Rob and now we’ve decided that like Bragelina we are now ROlex
Reasons to be happy your alive: Its almost time for a new year
Reasons to wish you were dead: we’re taking down the X-mas decorations today and it makes me sad
Any extra thoughts: fuzzy navels are awesome except that they taste like OJ and not booze which has its dangers
Sign off message: God bless us all……..except a few of you ass bags
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[29 Dec 2006|03:43pm] |
Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
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[29 Dec 2006|09:53am] |
Ok here’s what’s up:
Grades: three A’s (and one was Adolescent lit hurray) two A-‘s and one B in italain which isn’t a grade so much as a miracle
Books read: two just finished Oryx and Crake. Amazing!! Started uncharacterisicaly slow and I wasn’t that happy until I got about two thirds of the way through it. It felt like Atwood came into my living room, took the book from my hands and slapped me hard in the face with it. It was awesome
Happy thoughts had: countless
Offers for New Years accepted: three
Times I missed someone: my school friends: a few: sadness abound
New clothing worn: every day since the big day x-mas
Times excited about something silly: wearing cute dress on NY: four
Observations: really is true that you can’t judge a book by its cover unless it’s a book
Good times: 15
Great Oldies: infinite, I just put them all on my iPOD
Stories worth sharing: none at the moment
Reasons to be happy your alive: hehehe
Reasons to wish you were dead: same as above
Any extra thoughts: nope
Sign off message:
Peace kids. If I don’t see you till next year go easy on the champagne unless it is from the Champagne region of France cause then its genuine and your hangover will feel better because you know you were drinking the real deal. Peace
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[27 Dec 2006|05:51pm] |
year end wrap up part II
I met Margaret Atwood bitches
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[26 Dec 2006|10:21am] |
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Ok here is Alexandra’s year end wrap up part one:
Ok its getting close to that time when our lives are cluttered with lists, countdowns, synopsis’s of this past year. So that I can say it once and lay it to rest (as well as have a little fun reminiscing) I’m trying to sum up this year. Here goes:
’06 what a year. The first point of interest of course is that I turned 21 at the tail end. And for 25 glorious days I have (will) partied like a rock star, if by rock star you mean one with glasses who never bothers to get their hair cut and sings about love rather then goes out drinking. But its been fun none the less.
I took some of the best and some of the worst classes this year. In the spring it was Stull and American lit directly after Barstows, and it was some good times, as well as awkward moments when ever prof in the English department was in the my class judging the potential professors. I got accepted into the English honor society, presented at the colloquium twice, met some cool kids, dumped some uncool kids, discovered the joys of Whitmans Leaves of Grass, wondered if they were in fact blades. Then came the summer, and oh the joys it brought: a tan, good people to reconnect with, was briefly VP of the lounge, decorated it, went to some good parties, let my hair grow out, got my AUCT out of the way, got interrupted mid argument and I fumed like the embers of a fire, hit a few walls with a few people, had my title taken away, but was ok with it cause it only enforced our rights to democracy.
The fall came, and I took my coats out of the closet. Was elected again, unopposed, made posters anyway, rocked out with my cock out, metaphorically, learned phase 10 which devoured my soul from the inside, got the warm fuzzies then I got a shot to cure it. Went to some more good parties, met some more cool people, dumped some more uncool people. Still didn’t cut hair, got gossiped about (oh how unprecedented) smiled a lot more, got in some awkward situations, wondered if one of my friends would be better suited in a new position, started to get the desire/idea for a new tattoo, loved some people, hated some people, discovered some new places, both within me as well as in the world. had a good thanksgiving, had a good Christmas, had a good Easter, everyone’s birthday was fun (especially Laurens, even though she wasn’t feeling well but its all good cause it was her sweet 16 (still haven’t done pictures))
Year rings of time well spent and missed opportunities.
10 best CD’s I acquired this year:
1. Black Rebel Motorcycle Club Howl
2. Meds Placebo
3. Death Cab (I don’t rember which ones happened this year, but needless to say they were all good)
4. The Killers Sams Town
5. Muse Blackholes and revelations
6. Keane Under the Iron Sea
7. Beck Guero
8. Beck THe Information
9. THe Bravery (whatever that CD was called)
10. ST to Happy Endings yeah that’s right
a year in funny sayings and inside jokes:
I gave you my music!, Charlatan and its counterpart “Lauren did you invent air?” “yes” “charlatan!!”, awww aw awwwww, what! What?! Slaps chest, I mean…..I mean im sitting here on the group W bench, don’t judge me, the first step to getting help is admitting you have a problem, this is the last letter I will ever send you, AWKWARD!!, do we need to get a tarp, oh snap! Alextrordinary, dantastic, CHRISPLOSION, what radio station plays Sean Paul and then the BEE GEES, um the best station ever, fucka you, Pip the Porn star (oh golly that’s a golly good penis you have there), fuckin hippies, and my favorite:
Alex you have such big feet
Yeah that’s because I have a huge penis
And finally a year in vague illusions:
Aww I love cute messages, funny signs of the tagged and magic marker variety, I love the best peps in my life and I love the color green for so many reasons
Peace
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[24 Dec 2006|10:54am] |
Hey kids…….this is the last post I will ever make (that ones for you Kate)
Can we just chat about a few things:
1. how annoying the following holiday related things are getting.
a. I know it is warm for Christmas and that’s a bummer but in case you didn’t notice I am not blind and NOTICED!!
b. Yes it is global warming you damn republican bastards
c. Stop telling me about the presents you still have to get and the burden it is on you cause its also not what Christmas is about
d. Yes call me a freak but I like shopping in the crowds for presents and I like giving them, and I live for that expression on peoples faces when they see what I got them and if you think otherwise you may have lost sight of the purpose for all this nonsense and shouldn’t be giving them at all
e. The same goes for baking, cooking, wrapping, writing cards
Does anyone else think that some people should have to register before they celebrate the holidays?
Wait
: D
2. on the weird shit front:
can we talk about how weird it is to run into people once you’ve started drinking. I’m sitting here……I mean….I mean I’m sittin here in the Reno drinking a few, when what to my wonder eyes should appear but a miniature herd an 8 tiny reminders of my high school days….someone get me a drink. I just think its unfair to see people you haven’t seen in a while, when they are sober and youve been drinking. I had only had two as well and I still feel prone to stupid statements. There should be a law
3. on the how much do I love my friends front:
ok cute messages, cute massages, awkward hand molestations, getting tickets to awesome shows, birthday shots, uno, and for that matter P10, Drunken Killers sing along, follow the bouncing ping pong ball, being 21 and having all your friends be as excited as you are, sad phone calls involving missed games of ping pong, gossip about people you can’t even really remember, random messages about mixing milk with my cocoa puffs, other cute messages (blushes)…..all of these things I am very thankful for this year. I might have the best friends ever.
4. and on the birth of Christ front:
EVERYONE HAVE A GREAT CHRISTMAS!!!!
In celebration I’ve made a cross word:
Find the three things and you get a candy cane (and a snog under the mistletoe to be collected at midnight on new years)
S N I K D M E J K S I F S M D J B BU I G W E D
I M D O I N G T O S E E H A L B I T C H E S W
M G L A F M A U F S M E R R Y X M A S M S D
G D M A I H G S I V J M F C I M J C E J N C F D
O A L E X I S T H E B E S T E V E R V J A N G
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[20 Dec 2006|08:59am] |
ok so far kids
two A-'s
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[17 Dec 2006|06:09pm] |
Ok this is me harping a bit……
But I am in the midst of a conversation with Jonathan on “types” and we started talking about race (or ethnicity) in relation and I’ve noticed its interesting how people seem to have a certain criteria in significant others that they can’t bring themselves to deviate from. Don’t ask me why this is interesting to me but he says he tends towards (though by no means excludes those that are not) the same ethnicity. However his type is subject to change. And a few days ago Juan told all of us that he only likes to date light skinned women (those his reasoning wasn’t one I could argue against even though I’m kind of wanted to). And most of my friends seem to say they tend to be interested in members of the same ethnicity. A staggering number of white friends say they are not attracted to black ones, though for no discrimination reasons. Its just interests me, this quality in others we find attractive. So indulge me a bit. Tell me your thoughts. Or tell me if you think this is more suitable to myspace.
I think personally it bothers me because race is never a factor in the me thinking your kinda cute process, however deviation from the however broad Alex-boy model is.
Me so confused and yet so ready to talk about it. Don’t get discouraged if this comes up a lot when we speak in the next few days. I’m a women obsessed but it will soon be replaced by some other topic so no worries
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[16 Dec 2006|10:25am] |
gasp. I'm out for a week and LJ looks different. oh poop. oh well i have news
are you ready
I'm finished. hurray!!!!!!!!!! ok i do have a workcited page to do and i have to rewrite a paper, but i am at this moment more or less done. doing a dance. a sad one. happy im alone.
today is house cleaning day and thank god cuase i live in a bombed out crackhouse.
peace love and happiness
everyones favorite hippie
ps now that schools over there is a check list
1. get peps to my place to use my new wine glasses
2. read as much non required reading as my mind can handle
3. get a job
4. drink away everything i learned this semester cause it was whack (as is the fact that it was so bad it made someone who doesn't like getting drunk want to be drunk all the damn time)
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[12 Dec 2006|11:36pm] |
jenna just called me to say she was at Uha and about to play beer pong
and i can't go
because i have to do
do
work
sobs
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[10 Dec 2006|09:01am] |
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OMG my iPod is taking forever to load...ps I GOT AN IPOD BITCHES!!!
and pod was right, her card was pretty sweet. i almost wish she had put more people in it but she got the core party at chrissy's house crew so it was pretty awsome.
couldn't go to dinner last night becuase im sick so we stayed in and had a lot of fun taking pictures drinking wine and champs, being silly, opening presents!!!
(fyi: also got a sweet martini glass(now i have to have a wine and martini party at mia casa), really nice blue braclet, THumb drive, Becks new CD, and the love of my fam, which is the best gift of all behind the iPOD)
ps. if anyone was wondering if your throut is so sore you can barely talk, don't drink a bottle of wine and a bottle of champs cause i woke up at 12 last night and my throut felt like it was on fire. but now im feeling a bit better
peace kids
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I’m sick….be sad
I’m tired….fell sympathy
I have to do a lot of work…feel empathy
I have friends that love me….pat yourself on the back
I’m 21….do a dance
I love the color green….say ‘me too but only because it is the color of your eyes’
I am a banana……your spoon is too big
I’m cute…….agree
Peace……reply ‘fuckin hippies”
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[03 Dec 2006|03:17pm] |
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Hey all
Quickie
I’m back at my casa. No one missed me. tears of self loathing
Decorated for the mass of Christ today. It was sweet!!!! No its back to work/cleaning room because it’s a one women crack den
I’m cuter then you
I’ve got my phone back which means I have to gasp, talk to people
Won’t have a car for my first Monday without tutoring. Poop.
Diner wed
Tisane’s thrus
Free Friday
Dinner with fam Saturday plus presents
Yeah my b-day’s wed and I better get all of my work done tomorrow and Tuesday casue I feel like it just won’t go down otherwise.
Oh yes and one more thing
I TURN 21 ON WED BITCHES!!!!!!
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[26 Nov 2006|12:43pm] |
O update.
How I love thee
Here goes:
Went to NY yesterday to shop and it was SWEET!! Got something for the POD (hehehehe) and the wife. I was mad that said thing was a loner because otherwise the husband was getting one too.
Feet were soo tired I could barely walk.
But it was fun so that’s all that matters
Now I have to spend the whole day working on school shit. Later (maybe 12 or 1) I have to go to the library to work on an Aristotle paper. Hurray!! I have like 70 things due on Tuesday (more specifically a presentation on a scholarly article, a quiz in Italian, a paper in phil) then on thurs (two drafts of major year end papers) but Monday outside of tutoring is pretty stress free. Nothing major due. We’re reading book I read last semesters and only have to skim really. Hmmm
And I have a whole house to myself. Hurray!! I can be stressed alone without additional heat from my parents who are apparently having a hard time dealing with my stress???
So yeah yesterday (and this is the second time I’ve done stupid shit this week) I’m so tired I can’t walk and the whole drive home I’m having hardcore fantasy about my pasily sheets and how comfortable they will be when ring I get a call from Lauren who’s like “want to hang out I’m leaving tomorrow” and I was like I’m too tired for life so….ok. and I met another Alex (and as always it was a guy) and got to hang a bit with Jenna but it was more a strange trip back in time to high school when hanging at the bucks was the sit and it was a little scary for me.
But that is all
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Happy thanksgiving
Go my friends and eat!! Eat eat eat!!!
It’s time to be thankful for our fabulous lives so take that stuffing of happiness and stuff it up your ass, and don’t forget to stick in some butter to make your skin crispy
Peace
and with all sincerity I hope everyone has a great holiday
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