procrastination means i might not be able to get into the house where my furniture is stored

hoist with one's own petard : victimized or hurt by one's own scheme

i'm finally done with my philosophy paper! this means summer classes are at an end. i am eternally relieved.

ChicanaSpike: its fun beautiful country, but there is porn everywhere and it really bothers me
Gidget1300: porn?
Gidget1300: ...weird
Gidget1300: like the creek?
ChicanaSpike: oh much worse
Gidget1300: what sound do llamas make
ChicanaSpike: hwalktwoiiiiiiiii-----when they spit. otherwise, they are quiet

amazing that 8 years after changing our last name, my family still gets flak about it. see.... my gramma wrote my dad's nametag as David Dyke... everyone else in the family, she wrote Drake. who knows why. i guess after my brother and i left, someone got in a big argument about us changing our name. yeesh. stupid people...

my two favorite old people at my grandparents 50th wedding anniversiary party:

1. the elderly man who randomly walked up to my table and decided to use my not quite empty coke can as an ashtray
2. my grandparents' neighbor, who sat accross from me in the livingroom, with white hair and a turquoise outfit, winking at me

i hate writing papers!

i hate writing papers!

i hate writing papers!

my two fortune cookie fortunes:
"You are a charmer"
"Children will play an important role in your life"

i had to come home for my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary this weekend... and there was this crazy man driving who cut me off twice (maliciously) and was tailgating me. he had a bit of road rage, methinks. but he had dealer plates, and i am going to be calling the dealership in santa barbara to mention what happened. that is probably not the image they want to be giving off. and what the man did was dangerous, it could have caused me to have an accident. but hey! i got the having an accident part taken care of 5 hours later, in irvine! i was heading to a family picture with my uncle, brother, and two cousins in the car.... heavy traffic... and some guy rear ended me. the impact was quite hard, and it really scared me. my bumper is falling off and there is damage to another body panel... i was shaking so much that my uncle took care of everything, getting the guy's insurance and stuff. (go uncle bob!) we actually still got to the pictures early, believe it or not... so i dont know whats going to happen. my car isnt driveable, so i either have to borrow one of my family's cars for a week and they are stuck, or else i may stay here till monday afternoon and get a rental car. we'll see how it goes. :o( hopefully everyone is going to be physically ok. i've had a headache (stress?) and my cousin jenny hit her head on the side of my car. poop.

one thing that i forgot to say was that the funny older waiter at the restaurant was calling me Francheska and telling me i should eat more because i'm skinny. he was hilarious... and it rocked because i always like to pretend that i'm named Francheska. what a quinky-dink.

bad: i ruined dinner.
good: we went to a yummy italian restaurant.

bad: ben's pants got stuck and he couldnt get his wallet out of his pocket.
good: it was damn funny.

bad: a huge cricket jumped onto my head last night as i was trying to fall asleep
good: crickets are supposedly good luck in china. (do i believe this?)

bad: i got a parking ticket this morning at school
good: it was voided because i own a permit, but it seems to have dissapeared.... must search for that dern thing.

bad: some water pipe broke in the apartment i'm supposed to move into in a week and a half
good: we get new carpet downstairs!

i just got so incredibly bored in philosophy that i walked out and wandered down the hall to a computer lab. hello, people! the lab is completely empty, and it was supposed to be closed at 4 but its not... how very strange. what i really want to do is take a nap. on the linoleum floor, right outside of my classroom door. ahhhh

at ben's house this afternoon, everyone was chasing deer away from the garden.

babies!

today i went to my best bud stephanie's baby shower. she's having twins, due october 31st. i was the official hand steph the presents lady, and also the help unwrap them lady. (stephanie, if she has a choice, will never rip the wrapping paper at all) her mom estimated that all the stuff for the babies (what they are buying, plus gifts) will run in the thousands. yikes! two cribs, two high chairs, two car seats, stroller, playpen, clothes, diapers... evidently the girls will go through about 10 diapers a day each for a while. that means that the giant box of 228 diapers someone gave them will last about 11 days.

all this baby stuff gives me a mixed reaction. half of me thinks about epistostomies and money and responsibility, and the other is just that pre-programed girl thing of wanting a cute little baby of my very own. eek! no babies for sarah, not yet. all the teeny baby clothes and diapers are awfully adorable, but baby poop is not.

it took me five hours to drive home! aaaaaah! but i'm here now, and yay. i had strange, disturbing dreams last night. in the first one, my webpage (i think) attracted some wierd stalker-dude, who like kidnapped me kinda. but when i got the police, they didnt care, because he didnt do anything to me. and everyone thought i should be nice to the stalker guy, and he'd always hang out with me and it was wierd. cause i had ben, but this stalker guy... ew. anyways. it was strange, and the police were stupid. i had another dream in which they decided to put 8 people in my dorm room instead of two. i came home one day, and there were 8 beds, bunked. and i was pissed because 1) i didnt want a bunk bed and 2) i couldnt find my computer. it was a crazy-wierd college, and i went outside the dorms down to some big party, and... i forgot the rest. but i was mad, yes sirree. there was another dream too... my aunt......... i dont know, but she was being really un aunt-linda-like and evil, and it was scary. and thats all i can tell you

concerts!

so heres some concerts happening soon of bands i like... if you are interested in coming along, email me. :o)

danielson famile

*Sept 10:
San Diego, CA - Casbah
-Danielson and the Nine-fruit Tree, Soul-junk, Deerhoof

*Sept 12:
Los Angeles, CA - Spaceland
Danielson and the Nine-fruit Tree, Deerhoof, Soul-junk, Ham Radio Club

*Sept 14:
Santa Barbara, CA - Foodbank
Danielson and the Nine- Fruit Tree, Soul-Junk

*Sept. 15:
Berkeley, CA -
Danielson and the Nine-fruit Tree, Deerhoof, Soul-junk, Half-handed Cloud
2236 Parker St. (sort of between Shattuck and Telegraph, near
UC, beneath the SDA church
Berkeley, CA. $5. All ages. more info: 510.527.2563.

Blindside

*Wed, August 28
Hollywood, CA
Doors: 6:30PM
BLINDSIDE: 7:30PM
Project 86: 8:45PM
House of Blues (Los Angeles)
8430 Sunset Blvd.
W. Hollywood, CA 90069
Phone: 213-848-2519
Tix: $12.00 General Admission
All ages

The Starlight Mints

*10/13 Los Angeles, CA @ Spaceland with The Actual Tigers

*10/14 Anaheim, CA @ Chain Reaction with The Actual Tigers

*10/20 San Francisco @ Great American Music Hall

what are you supposed to write in a blog? web log..... online journal... if you use these things as a diary, shouldn't it be completely anonymous? i mean, if you are writing every single intimate detail of your life, online, and your friends can see it.............. i dont know. it seems like a very bad thing to me. like something that can hurt and make huge messes. my blog is the stuff that i tell everyone. and sometimes, its my thoughts, that i'd want to just kinda put out there. but when doing something like this, it must be assumed that everyone will see. my parents, my ex, my best friend, perhaps my dog. (sheild his innocent eyes!) some truths should be kept to yourself.

big dog shirts are just wrong.

so it only took 45 minutes to walk home, and it was kinda nice. we stopped at linnaea's and i drank a mexicano as we walked. (very yummy, you should try one. its kinda like a mocha, with spices in it. cinnamon and who knows what else) being without a car isn't too bad. i even got in-n-out with ben, devon, and nicole. :o)

i just wrote a long, pensive entry into my blog, when one of these stupid computers at my work decided to oblitherate all record of my toil. so, you can just pretend that you read about all my wonderings whether or not i'm killing myself with too much work and school.

in other news, i took the bus to work today, which is pretty exciting... but i cant take it home because it stops running at 6 and work ends at 7. (well... we're going to skip out half an hour early today... so 6:30) i made attempts at getting a ride from a friend, but no one seems to be home. and... yeah. its a bit over 2 miles from work to my apartment, so it shall be quite a walk. maybe we'll stop at linnaea's or barnes and noble while we're going through downtown. that might make it a bit more fun.

i got my car towed today... on purpose. it started doing funky maple syrup smell things, and then funky neon green liquid puddle things! life is exciting, isnt it. so i'm carless until at least monday... more if its something serious like a blown head gasket. (that sounds scary, doesnt it?)

"spring is coming, and the ticks are hungry!!" --another great public service announcement from our djs at kcpr

drink milk, not blood

last night, i had a milk party! i decided that, since there was four gallons of milk in the fridge, it needed to be drank. so we invited people over, and had milk and cookies. and watched interview with a vampire. but i still have plenty, so come over for some wholesome milkness! (and no "i'm lactose intolerant" excuses like i heard from one guy)

tonight, i saw something that made me very happy. i was over at some guy friends' apartment, and they were making spagetti. as they had lost their colander, the three guys decided to use a bath towel to drain their pasta. two of them held the towel, and the other one poured the pot of water and spagetti into it. something about the splashing boiling water, yelps, and Downy-fresh spagetti made me laugh.

well, i must admit it. i missed english class today. first class i've missed this quarter! i'm just so tired all the time, and we hardly ever do anything important in english. so i slept. and dreamed. lots of dreams, actually. :o) one of them was especially nice, even though it was interupted by my alarm going off. doesnt that always happen? usually, i can make my dream start again, but i was too fully awakened to do it this time.

i wonder, where is the point in your consiousness when you go from awake to asleep? when i am laying in bed, awake (or so i think) have i been not noticing it as i slipped into sleep and then woke up again, still thinking i have been awake the whole time? earlier this week, i took a nap... i was aware of what was going on in the real world, of a hand on my back, yet i was dreaming. i was in a darkened room, with a video screen playing high on the left side of the room. the camera was slipping past objects in some sort of office. it kinda looked like a music video or something. past a light orange chair on purplish blue carpet, a leafy green houseplant, up and down a door with a silver nameplate on it... very artistic. it was a strange dream, but nice.