The Angry English Nerd Speaketh!

NAKED HAMSTERS!

Blaaaarrrrrgh. I have to find a new Phrase of the Week. That was last week's, but it's catchy, so naked hamsters to all and to all a good...afternoon. NI!

Yeah...I'm tired of seeing hallmate distress at the top of my blog. I love 'em anyway. Plus I've got the Thanksgiving warm fuzzies (also known as a state of being "well-rested"), and I'm hoping that I made the second round of cuts for CL-dom. Pleeeeeeeeeeeease?!

I found a roommate for next year (unless they pick me to be a CL, which would be a HUGE blessing, so pleeeeeeeeeeeease?! please, people? pretty pretty purty pleeeeeeeeeease?!) and her name is fun to say: Amaka. Amaka Amaka Amaka. Unless I'm pronouncing it wrong, in which case, I'm doomed to mispronunciation like all the people who've said "Schraaaaahder." Oh well.

So, I'm going to be in a nervous squirming stupor 'til they post the next round of CL cuts. *squirms* I think I'm responsible enough for it, plus I see food and homework going on behind the front desk all the time. That is all.

WHAT. THE. HECK?!

Okay, I like my neighbors. But "like" is being extremely generous. Out of all the freaking places in the hall to sit and doodle (honest to freaking bob, they're playing with crayons, which would be a wonderful activity IN THE QUIET OF SOMEONE'S FREAKING ROOM), they're doing so OUTSIDE MY FREAKING DOOR. I have a Spanish test tomorrow, and I even nicely asked for them to quiet down. Has it happened? No. Should they move? Yes. There's so many rooms available to go in right now that aren't the freaking hallway that it's ridiculous to be outside the ONE FREAKING PERSON ON THE HALL WHO EVER SEEMS TO STUDY's door. WHAT THE HECK?!

Well, perhaps that's an exaggeration, but why does it seem like I have a disproportionate amount of work to everyone else on this hall? I don't understand it. Isn't anyone actually doing their homework, and doing it well?

I like having the outside part of the room. It's less cold, I have my little hole under the lower part of the ceiling, and mostly all is well.

MOSTLY.

I am beginning to get VERY ANGRY with my neighbors. First of all, there's the white board on the outside of my door. I like the idea that folks leave messages, but when it's always "We Love You, Anna" or a variation of the aforementioned phrase, it gets real old, real fast. (The new version of "Anna is hot!" isn't any more amusing. Really.) It's nice that you all like my roommate, really, and it's nice that you all stop by occasionally, ask "Where's Anna?" and leave, without any sort of "Oh, hi Stef, how's it going? [and/or] We're doing [insert whatever here], wanna come?" No. I can understand being "I-need-to-find-Anna-right-now" when all the folks on the hall have a honors religion/calculus/physics/whatever you people have together test, but when you're just blowing off time, two seconds of being a little more polite won't hurt. But going back to the white board issue: don't mess with my half, and that'll be fine. (Though I do appreciate notes sometimes, really, as long as they're not mean!) However, when I wonder where the heck my roommate is (yeah, I do care, surprise, surprise), "Anna is hot" and "We Love Anna" written ten times on the board doesn't help.

And you people wonder why I never really go out of my way to *make* time for hall activities? I really wish I knew some folks on the hall a little better, and I wish they knew me a little better, but holy fish paste, the cliquey nature of this hallway and the constant cold shoulder I seem to get are too much. Really. Either completely shun me or show a little respect for those of us who moved into the honors dorm to actually STUDY.

And now for some random acts of Monty Python and the Holy Grail:

First, I give you the scene we want to imitate for the Baylor vs. The Evil Okies Game, because we fart in their general direction:

Helllloooooo!
[pause]
Helllloooooo!
Who is this?
It is I, King Arthur, and these are the knights of the round table. Whose castle is this?
This is the castle of my master, Louisa Louamba.
Well go and tell your master that we are on a sacred quest. If he will provide food and shelter for the night, he may join us in our search for the Holy Grail.
I don't think he'll be very keen, you see he's already got one.
He said he's already got one!
Are you sure about this?
Yes, uh, it's very nice. (I told him we've already got one! *snicker, snicker, snort*)
Well, can we come up and have a look?
Of course not! You are English-types!
And what are you then?
I'm French! Why do you think I have this OUTRAGEOUS accent?
What are you doing in England?
Mind your own business!
ARTHUR: If you will not show us the Grail, we shall take your castle by force!
FRENCH GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottom, sons of a silly person. I blow my nose at you, so-called Arthur King, you and all your silly English k-nnnnniggets. Thpppppt! Thppt! Thppt!
GALAHAD: What a strange person.
ARTHUR: Now look here, my good man--
FRENCH GUARD: I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
GALAHAD: Is there someone else up there we could talk to?
FRENCH GUARD: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time-a!
FRENCH GUARD #1: I didn't know we were French?
FRENCH GUARD #2: Of course, why else do you think we are talking in this ridiculous accent?

Of course, this is in no way meant to place Okies equal to King Arthur and his men. They merely should be taunted like wipers of other peoples' bottoms at the next home game.

And now, let's consult the Book of Armaments!

'First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then, shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.'

(Excerpts taken from Angel's LiveJournal because they're cool and they cracked me up.)

I'm bored and my brain hurts. Let's take a survey!

Have you ever . . .
(_) been drunk
(_) vomited because of it
(X) kissed a member of the opposite sex
(X) kissed a member of the same sex (Family, duh, people, who hasn't kissed their grandma?)
(_) crashed a friend's car
(_) been to Japan
(X) ridden in a taxi
(_) been in love
(_) been dumped
(_) gone streaking
(_) shoplifted
(_) been fired
(_) been in a fist fight
(_) snuck out of my parent's house
(_) watched a porno
(_) made out Spiderman style (What the heck is that?)
(_) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex
(_) ever dated someone of the same sex
(X) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back
(_) been involved in an affair
(_) been arrested
(X) gotten a stranger's number (because they gave it to me, but never me asking)
(_) made out with a stranger
(_) stole something from my job
(_) celebrated new years in Times Square
(_) gone on a blind date
(X) lied to a friend
(_) had a crush on a teacher
(_) celebrated mardi-gras in New Orleans
(_) been to Europe
(X) skipped school
(_) slept with a co-worker
(_) cut myself on purpose
(_) accidentally or purposefully shot someone with a BB gun
(_) been married
(_) gotten divorced
(_) had children
(_) seen someone die
(X) broken a bone
(_) recieved stitches
(_) been to Africa
(_) had a crush on one of my Live journal friends
(X) Punched a friend (even though I can't punch hard...I really prefer slapping)
(_) Driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/ball
(X) Been to Canada
(_) Been to Mexico
(X) Been on a plane
(X) Seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show
(_) Thrown up in a bar
(_) Purposely set a part of myself on fire
(X) Eaten Sushi
(_) Been snowboarding
(X) Met someone in person from the internet (All those crazy BICers and facebookers!)
(X) Been moshing at a concert
(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online
(_) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself
(_) been in an abusive relationship
(_) been pregnant or got someone pregnant
(_) lost a child


UNIQUE --

1. Nervous Habits? the all-over coffee shakes, twitching legs, sometimes playing with my hair
2. Are you double jointed? no
3. Can you roll your tongue? yes
4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? yes
5. Can you blow spit bubbles? yes
6. Can you cross your eyes? yes
7. Tattoos? no
8. Piercings? just once in each ear
9. Do you make your bed daily? no

-- CLOTHES --

10. Which shoe goes on first? Whichever one I think of first?
11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone? yes
12. On the average, how much money do you carry? very little
13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7? Earrings and a couple rings--which ones in particular vary with what else I'm wearing, but I feel naked without any on.
14. Favorite piece of clothing? this one pair of jeans that has what looks like an English editing "omit" squiggle on the back pockets (it's quite funny, "omit the butt")

-- FOOD --

15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Neither, I like lasagna. What's the point of pasta without cheese?
16. Have you ever eaten Spam? Ewwwww...yes...GOTHIC SPAM FOREVER! :o)
17. Favorite ice cream flavor? Mint chocolate chip
18. How many cereals in your cabinet? None...it's a dorm room, the cabinets do not exist.
19. What's your favourite beverage? Virgin margaritas, the Irish Stew from Common Grounds, or Dr. Pepper.
20. What's your favorite restaurant? I miss the Crab Pot! Here in Waco, it's probably El Conquistador, even though I never get to go. :'o(
21. Do you cook? Never! (well, I helped chop tomatoes for tacos at Natalie's a while back, though, I suppose that qualifies as "helping with cooking")

-- GROOMING --

22. How often do you brush your teeth? Twice a day (more if I ate something nasty)
23. Hair drying method? If straight: wring out in shower, then towel dry, then blow dry, then straightening if needed. If curly: air dry.
24. Have you ever colored/highlighted your hair? no

-- MANNERS --

25. Do you swear? I try not to...
26. Do you ever spit? Only when brushing my teeth, and that's only in the bathroom sink away from people.

-- WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE --

27. Animal? Bunnies, yaks, chickens, and cows (can't decide, moooooocluckyak.)
28. Food? lasagna with extra cheese (which they don't serve in the cafeterias here, grr!)
29. Month? June!
30. Day? Christmas
31. Cartoon? SpongeBob SquarePants
32. Shoe Brand? Doc Martens, but just the sandals.
33. Subject in school? English
34. Color? red
35. Sport? To watch: football; to play: Tacrosse (whoooooo-hoooooooo, yay Memorial's Unofficial Hall Sport!)
36. TV show? Ohhhhh...TV...that glorious thing that I haven't watched in a while...I like The Late Show.
37. Thing to do in the spring? Sleep!
38. Thing to do in the summer? Sleep, pester the manslave.
39. Thing to do in the fall? Sleep!
40. Thing to do in the winter? Two words: Christmas tree. And our fake tree's bigger and less smelly than your tree, neener.

-- IN AND AROUND --

41. The CD player? In: wideawake's Bigger Than Ourselves Around: Mary Chapin Carpenter's A Place in the World, Clint Black's No Time to Kill, and George Strait's One Step at a Time.
42. Person you talk most on the phone with? Stinky Manslave
43. Ever taken a cab? Yes--a couple times around SMU and once home from Richland Mall--but didn't this survey just ask that?
44. Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors? Yeah, I'm pretty. :o)
45. What color is your bedroom? Institutional dorm room barf-white.
46. Do you use an alarm clock? Two, but four if my roommate wouldn't kill me!
47. Window seat or aisle? Window!

-- LA LA LAND --

48. What's your sleeping position? on my side, with my stuffed varmints
49. Even in hot weather do you use a blanket? Heck yeah! Define "hot:" it's fiftysomething here and I think I'm going to freeze to death, but Stinky Manslave acts like I'm in an oven or something. My hot is like ninetysomething, but that's when folks kill you with the air conditioning.
50. Do you snore? I don't think so.
51. Do you sleepwalk? no
52. Do you talk in your sleep? Sometimes
53. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Heck yeah, Puffalumps rock! Coco Bunny, Fuzzy Bear, and Baylor Bunny! (I miss Fluffers and the others...)
54. How about with the light on? nope
55. Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on? often
56. Last interesting person you met? My rho chis and recruitment group! :o)

-- Huh? --

57. Weirdest place you've ever puked.- If the Food Network ever shows the episode of "All-American Festivals" with the Lufkin, Texas, Hushpuppy Festival, look at the arena. I puked at an arts and crafts fair (?) there when I was fourish because I smelled farm animals.
58. Craziest place you've ever gotten freaky.- Gross. I haven't.
59. Grossest thing you've ever seen. - Theo's face! Just kidding, actually, I have no idea. Some movie?
60. Most disgusting thing you've ever eaten.- BROCCOLI! UGH!
61. What's that smell?- Dorm room, blechh.

Oh, and did anyone else notice the BIN's Top Ten List today?

"Things that could happen at a Baylor football game
10. Lose your voice
9. Tease the Ags
8. Help pull a goalpost down (this was the last time, we promise)
7. Clog the streets in jubilation
6. Chant like you've never chanted before
5. Get a piece of goalpost
4. Watch our team get better and better
3. Honk your horn
2. Big-12 butt gets kicked
1. A game winning 2-point conversion"

Whoo-hoo! Sic 'em!

This is funny.

Whoo-hoo for beating the Aggies! That was by far the best football game I've ever seen. Baylor and A&M kept tying the score until overtime--then Baylor did a 2-point conversion to win it. Ohhhhhh yessssssss. Mwahaha. This site also has some great pictures. We tore down the goal post and a bunch of people took it to President Sloan's house. I caught up with the happy mob in front of Pat Neff Hall and ended up using the prez's bathroom. Yay. I got to sign the goal post, too--there's a chicken on it now!

But aside from that, I need to get off the blogger right now because I have an essay to finish and a Spanish test to study for. Grr, arrgh.