i just made an unfortunate discovery: seconds after you flush my toilet it spits water out of the bowl onto the floor. i keep getting wet ankles.

and it's terrible.

but other than that, san jose is cool.

next time i post, it'll be from san jose. today we move furniture!

we had a nice 21st birthday for ben. we went out to hudsons for dinner and the traditional four dollar texas sized margaritas. :o)

then, we went to the hot springs with friends. very fun, and no unpleasant pressure to drink and drink and drink till you're sick. that's no good.

moving really sucks

i found out a few days ago why my allergy medications have never really done much good.

i don't really have allergies!

had 'em real bad as a kid, and they seemed to flare up again in high school. i've been trying to get them under control for a while, so i went in for an allergy test friday. they stuck me 62 times in the back, and then 9 shots in the arm. turns out my only significant allergies are red clover, mesquite trees, and egg. this does not explain my constant problem with stuffy and runny nose, so my allergist says i have vasomotor rhinitis.

its some sort of problem with the nervous system structure of my nose. it constantly sends signals telling my body to close off my nasal passages and make more mucous. yay!! there is a nasal spray that might help, or i might eventually need to have surgery. evidently this runs in my family. two of my aunts have it, and one has had the surgery. i'm suprised that no one ever mentioned this to me before! :oP

my apartment is looking very bare, and it is sad. i did improve the look of the place by cutting a little house out of construction paper and taping it over the ziploc bag that catches the termite droppings that come out of the tiny hole in our wall. the house is white with purple trim, and bears the title, "home of the happy termite poops."

i think its classy.

one of my dirty little secrets is that i like drinking from sippy cups still. i have two here at college, and they make me very happy. they are handy for when i am late and running to my car. i can't spill!

but then i worry that someone is going to realize that there is a sippy cup in the drink holder of a childless 21 year old.

ha. i've been eagerly awwaiting monday for weeks, cause i'd find out if i passed the cset. i totally forgot about it until just now.
passed all three sections

oh, and i got a digital camera for graduation.

i'm not as good at staying up late as i used to be.

carolyn, jackie and i went to blue tonight to celebrate our gratuatedness.

its kinda a loungy bar restaurant place. they had a piano man playing, and there was not too much light, and two of my fellow student teachers work there. hmm

Sarah:
0.5 mi from in n out
2.1 mi from papa murphy's take and bake
8.9 mi from trader joes
1.2 mi from da mall

i got my blood test results back today

i have happy blood sugar and iron and all that.

total cholesterol is 181. (sarah is "desireable")
LDL- 117 (the bad cholesterol; i'm "near optimal")
HDL- 49 (the good cholesterol; i'm "acceptable")

my ratio thingy is 3.7
5.1 is high, 3.1 is ideal.

this is all good to know. since i'm thin, i kinda eat whatever i want... and of course being skinny with bad cholesterol isn't a good thing at all. so be cool like me and get your cholesterol tested, o college students. (and other people.) it was like..... 11 dollars?? got it done at the health center.

you know why my mom is cool?

like 6 years ago we were at in-n-out and my mom cut our double-double in half with a folded straw.

that's why.

carolyn ran out of juice and milk, so she's drinking alCHOhol instead

you know what? i do not support people's rights to smoke while i am trying to eat.
the other day, i was eating at fosters, in those tables outside. a guy who looked about 19 was about to light up a ciggarette, and i asked him not to. i said that i can't eat when someone is smoking. he sat there for a minute, and then walked off to smoke. at ben's banquet, someone started smoking and it really pissed me off. but then they stopped.

ben has his feet on my kitchen table.

if only i wasn't such a procrastinater....

soooo i now have my cable, phone, gas, and electricity all set to start in my new apartment on june 18.

my phone number is pretty good, and my phone is orange. sooo very orange. it's like... construction sign orange. i got it at the flea market from this guy who used to give me good deals on things and flirt with me.

so, i'm realizing that my apartment will be filled with freakishly bright colors.

photos of brightly colored gerbera daisies
orange phone
orange trash can
orange dish towels
pink, orange, and yellow quilt
(hot pink sheets if they come in queen)
yellow cutting board
yellow, green, turquoise and periwinkle mid-century modern dishware
two yellow clocks
magenta, yellow, green, and blue plaid tablecloth
brightly colored bathroom towels
dresser and desk with blue star knobs

it all goes with my wardrobe, actually.
red pants
2 pairs of red shoes
hot pink sweater set
2 hot pink shirts
2 coral shirts
orange sweatshirt
5+ yellow t-shirts
yellow sweater set
yellow shoes
green wool coat
every color of sock. (even black and white striped with a scary face wearing a beret... which, um. yeah. thanks, mom.)

it's kinda funny... they moved scott peterson's trial to another county so that they could find impartial jurors. i don't think it worked.

exhibit 1: the juror who married a man convicted of murdering a stranger while he was in prison for the offense.

exhibit 2: the alternate juror whose future son-in-law bought the shack (sports bar in san luis obispo) from scott peterson.

um. hello??

juror bios