moviesforsale

I am selling some of my movies; all in great condition.

Call it a moral makeover?

Posted on Craig's List:


http://austin.craigslist.org/emd/107928910.html

catchuppost

I haven't posted anything here in a few days- mostly because I knew the playdoh post would take FOREVER. Which it kinda did... like 25 minutes. In any case, I need somewhat of a catch-up post.

First, I got these crazy bites in Dallas while visiting my family; here are 2 of the 983749283747.



Some people say they are spider bites... I don't really know. All I know is that I scratched the bloody crap out of them over and over and over again.

Tuesday was the Playdoh Party. Duh. Wednesday night, Brian cooked a bunch of ladies dinner. I was fortunate enough to be one of those ladies. Dude, I cannot believe the cooking this guy pulled off- breaded chicken stuffed with prosciutto and cheese, pasta, and these radical cannolis. It's the Italian in him, I think. (This whole dinner was mildly embarrassing considering the pathetic excuse for a meal I made for him the night before...) Here is my ode to my first time having a cannoli:



Yeah, those are supposed to be chocolate chips.

The weekend was good. Friday was: getting toenails done with Lisa (I have this weird thing for my toes- they have to always look good and I absolutely love it when anyone notices that they have changed or if they look nice... I am bizarre...) and The Work and the Glory: American Zion and Red Robin with William, Lisa and Orson. That was followed by some time with old high school pals- Stephen (and his friend Brian), Drew (and his woman), Adam and some other random people. This guy Seth I knew from a long time ago was there. He used to wear these REALLY REALLY REALLY tight black jeans and these big punk rock combat boots. Friday night he was wearing baggy slacks and skate shoes. Drew says it was for a girl. Hmm.

Saturday I had to work at the Hut. Basically Katie, Cole and I just lounged outside and would take turns helping customers. I came home, took a nap, and woke up to go see Brian Douglas Phillips, a.k.a. the aforementioned friend of Stephen, play a set at Borders on South Lamar. I was pleasantly surprised. He covered Johnny Cash!

And today was Church. Which was lovely as always. I came home to an invitation to dinner at Lisa and Orson's apartment- Teriyaki Honey Chicken, Mango-Peach Chicken, white rice, brown-sugar-glazed carrots and cream puffs for dessert. We finished off the evening with a phenomenal game of Clue.

playdohparty

WHO: Colleen, Katie, Martin, Adam, Eric, Matt, Shane, Michael, Cole, Ian, Lisa, Orson, Mellie, Brian, Daniel

WHAT: Playdoh Party

WHEN: Last Tuesday night

WHERE: Colleen and Katie's place

WHY: Because we're radical and I am leaving Austin in 7 months and I want to hang out with people as much as possible


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These first few pictures are from the preparation the night before our shindig. These crazy lava ones are what oil, water, and food coloring look like.




Katie hearts flour, water, cream of tartar, salt, and food coloring.


So does Colleen.


These are the wads of finished product in our cupboard. Wads. I like that word. I also like Hamburger Helper and rice.


Peeps.


More peeps.


Even more peeps. (And speaking of Peeps, some stale ones [the marshmallow kind] were also present at the affair.)


Shane makes a skull.


Lisa makes an island. Notice the crab.


A few of our creations (I like the Kool-aid Man and the Humpty Dumpty. Well, I guess I like all of them). Not pictured: a crazy alien by Eric, a robin's nest by Adam, a cute snowman, flower and multi-racial dolphin by Mellie, and a bold statement; "Mike Rocks" by Michael.


Brian enjoys feasting upon dead babies.


It just now occurs to me that I failed to invite a lot of radical people, and for this, I sincerely apologize. (Well, depending on who you are... I may have simply not wanted you there. Haha, just kidding.)

There a bunch more pictures, but I have already met my Flickr quota for the month, so you will have to wait until Novemeber to see the rest.

melandckel

Mellie took a picture of the polaroid that Jolene took of us for the KVRX deejay board.

foragirl

Silky smooth.
Lips as sweet as candy.
Tight blue jeans.
Skin that shows in patches.

Strong inside but you don't know it; Good little girls they never show it.

"When you open up your mouth to speak, Could you be a little weak?"

Do you know what it feels like for a girl?

Hair that twirls on fingertips so gently.
Hands that rest on jutting hips; repenting.

Hurt that's not supposed to show, And tears that fall when no one knows.

"When you're trying hard to be your best, Could you be a little less?"

myspacedeletes

OK, so I just took the time to go through my MySpace friends and delete all the fools I didn't actually know/talk to, etc. and all the bands that I had never heard.

I went from 405 friends to 181.

Dang!

(If I accidentally deleted you, just add me back and accept my apologies.)

fiestatexas

The girls kidnapped me today and took me to Six Flags: Fiesta Texas. It was fun. Much better than being sick at home or being sick at work.

Here we are, all eating Dipping Dots: The Ice Cream of the Future. We asked this old guy to take our picture and he was trying to take the picture with the lens facing him. Yanneth had to tell him to turn the camera around. Nice.


We were sitting in some place and these yarn "spider webs" kept attacking me. Finally, I just succumbed to their wry ways and let them strangle me.


Its always hard for us girls to withstand temptation. (Check out Flickr to see what was in this creepy box...)


This machine made you fight for your jawbreaker.


And this is what the jawbreaker does to you.


Special thanks to Mellie for the pictures and to all my girls- Fiona, Mellie and Yanneth- for forcing me to get off my buns and enjoy a day at the park.

For the rest of the pictures, you can go to: Flickr (Tagged Fiesta Texas)

frenchnight

So, as planned, us girls had "French Night." We had quiche, brie, wine (fake wine for me!), watched "Love Me If You Dare"... dressed as Frenchies, the works. Here are a few pictures from the evening:

The French table decor...


Us ladies dining- it really was by candlelight, but camera flashes just can't do it any justice...


Mellie and Yanneth got stuff to make crepes- it definitely was a beautiful thing. Whipped cream, fruit, crepes (they originally were tostadas, but we figured out how to make them into good French burritos [less heat])...


Mellie took this artsy photo... we found it very French classic.


And finally- me and the Mels... looking like we're in love.


It was a beautiful evening. If you want to peruse the rest of the photos, you can: Flickr (Tagged French Night)

achtungbaby

Guess who is on the front page of Achtung Baby!

Look closely.



I'm famous! (Even though those pictures change weekly...)

frenchnight

Sometimes you just have to laugh at the arguments that couples have. I mean, really- does it honestly matter who is right? Chances are, both of you are wrong.

My friend Colby interviewed Assacre for this radio class that we have together. I love Assacre's theory on metal-- it's just funny. I am so that way- I love metal mostly because its funny. It TOTALLY is funny! And completely silly- there's nothing like throwing the metal horns and rocking out like it's 1989 at an Iron Maiden show. And going to a death metal show and seeing all the kids with the crazy long hair and black Deicide shirts? You GOTTA love it.

I think it's French night this Friday with the girls: Quiche, wine (sparkling grape juice for me!), French accents and clothes (j'taime black and white), and two French flicks: Amelie and Love Me if You Dare. Extremely exciting. For the record, my French accent sounds like a mix of a British Charm School teacher and an Italian mob boss.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that I finally put some pictures in my Flickr photo stream... look to your left for some link action. (Under the "About the Girl" section, yo.)

missionmadness

I am not mad.

I am petrified to tell you the truth.

When I was at work yesterday, I discovered that I am only going to be living in Austin for a mere 7 months and 20 days more. This really freaked me out.

I had already been thinking a lot about "What happens with these people when I never see them again?"

There are only a few that I actually care about (not in the "We're not friends now" sense, more like the "I know that it wouldn't be crazy if I saw you in the grocery store 10 years from now- we'd just say hi" sense.). I was almost completely consumed with thoughts of this, because, as I'm sure us older kids realize, time goes by SO fast, and 7 months is pretty much NO TIME AT ALL.

I am graduating from UT the third weekend of May; the fourth weekend I am going to New York City with my sister; after that- I am going to stay with my parents in El Paso for a few weeks and then I am off to serve a mission for my Church (most likely the first week of July). I will be doing missionary work for 18 months (a year and a half); I'll come back to normal life, get a job (with some sort of audio production twist), hopefully find someone who loves me for who I really am, and have lots (4?) of little boys that look like miniature versions of us. Oh, and an awesome dog. Some sort of terrier. (Yorkshire? Westie? Jack Russell? Bull? Scottie?)

Well, that's my plan anyway. I realize that life doesn't always go as planned (freaking crap, if life always went as planned- I would have been married to Thomas right now, crazy!)... But at least that's the blueprint for now.

It seems so simple, yet I'm completely terrified. I really wanted to talk about everything with someone last night- and poor Katie always has to hear my crap so I didn't want to burden her with it all. It seems however, that she is one of the few people that I really can be myself around. That aren't family anyway. There are like 5 or so in Austin, a few that I had in El Paso that are now all over the country... That's about it. Everyone else-- I just feel vulnerable and like I am required to be entertaining.

colorquiz

So, everyone on livejournal was taking this quiz. I realize quizzes are usually pretty retarded, and I vowed to never post them on ol' Infamous Dance, but this one really shocked me. Pretty much every thing it said was completely spot on. Read along.

Your Existing Situation
Active, outgoing, and restless. Feels frustrated by the slowness with which events develop along the desired lines. This leads to irritability, changeability, and lack of persistence when pursuing a given objective.

Your Stress Sources
The existing situation is disagreeable. Has an unsatisfied need to ally herself with others whose standards are as high as her own, and to stand out from the rank and file. Her control of her sensual instincts restricts her ability to give herself, but the resulting isolation leads to the urge to surrender and allow herself to merge with another. This disturbs her. as such instincts are regarded as weaknesses to be overcome; she feels that only by continued self-restraint can she hope to maintain her attitude of individual superiority. Wants to be loved or admired for herself alone; needs attention, recognition, and the esteem of others.

Your Restrained Characteristics
Egocentric and therefore quick to take offense, leaving her rather isolated in her attachments.
Feels that things stand in her way, that circumstances are forcing her to compromise and forgo some pleasures for the time being.

Your Desired Objective
Seeks the determination and elasticity of will necessary to establish herself and to make herself independent despite the difficulties of her situation. Wants to overcome opposition and achieve recognition.

Your Actual Problem
Needs to be valued and respected as an exceptional individual, in order to increase her self-esteem and her feeling of personal worth. Resists mediocrity and sets herself high standards.

Your Actual Problem #2
Afraid that she may be prevented from achieving the things she wants and therefore demands that others should recognize her right to them.

Wow. You can actually get to know me pretty well from these little paragraphs.

Taken at: http://www.colorquiz.com