So today at work, I am just minding my own business, filling up coffees and shit, and all of a sudden, this woman starts seriously choking on her food. Like, choking so hard she CANNOT EVEN EXPEL AIR, she was making ZERO noise. She started turning purple and she stood up (I assume to try to bend over to get it out) but she looked like she was about to pass out, and so I fucking jumped in like a crazy woman, threw my arms around her, and started heimliching!! Now, this was not a small woman. And while I am trying to heimlich her, trying not to panic, for like, FORTY-FIVE SECONDS, the only thought going through my mind is, "Oh my god this woman is going to DIE IN MY ARMS and I AM NOT DOING THIS RIGHT!!!" I mean, I only took the CPR class where I learned the heimlich maneuver once, when I was still working at Washington Oakes, and while I was prepared to save the old people there, I had no idea that this far along the road life was going to throw a surpise pop quiz at me! So anyway, I finally popped that shit out, and she was fine (except for a terrible case of raspy throat) but jesus christ almighty. SCARIEST THING EVER. I had this huge adrenaline rush and now I'm just exhausted, it was ridiculous.And the best part? Manager Teri looks at me like a fucking freakshow when I came back up to the counter, probably white as a ghost, and cook Terry just made fun of me. I am the queen of being underappreciated. Gahh.Quite enough excitement for one day.

So I've been watching videos from Beyonc's "The Beyonc Experience" and let me just say, next time this flyy bitch comes to town, I am getting TICKETS. Mmmmmm, mmmmm, good. Also, I want to be her bassist. Not like, play bass for her, but I want to be the girl who plays bass for her. FANTASTIC. ALL OF THIS IS JUST FANTASTIC.

My new life goal is to move to Finland. I thought about it very seriously when I was fourteen and my mom and Onnie brought back all that delicious bread and cheese, and those amazing shampoos and conditioners that made my hair smell like real honeysuckle straight off the vine, and that simple yet so genius toilet paper roll holder that is still hanging in the bathroom to this day. And now, again, the more I learn about Finland vs. everywhere else in the world, Finland is clearly winning. My asthmatic lungs will enjoy the cleanest air in the world, and as a future teacher, I can contribute to their educational system, which is the finest in the world. And I can eat their delicious round flat bread, which is definitely the finest in the world.I also really want to move to Finland so I can learn Finnish. The concept of learning a new language with an entirely different sentence structure would surely break me of my least favorite bad habit: saying things as I'm thinking them, instead of thinking about them first and then saying them. Not only am I "the girl that talks way too much all the time and says every thought that pops into her head whether it makes sense yet or not," this habit also results in my often garbled sentences and all the ridiculous things I say, like, "Bike go sun yay woo!" Although this is an extreme case, surely you understand what I mean. ...Or can you?Either way, I should probably get ready for work at some point pretty soon here.

Trader Joe's has provided me with the most delicious study breakfast ever:Strawberries, cracked wheat sourdough bread, and Dixie Peach juice! I pretty much cannot convey how amazing this tasted. "An orgy of delectable in my mouth" is probably the closest approximation I can manage.Mmmm, I'm in a really good mood. I miss posting to livejournal! I need to make a new layout, I noticed my posting sort of dropped off with this new one. I've been really bad about replying to my friends page, too :(School is occupying every minute of my time lately and definitely this weekend, except for tonight when we (Joe, Elias, Skye and I) are going to the Capitol Hill Block Party to see Girl Talk and Vampire Weekend! I'm so fucking stoked I could hurl. I plan to dance my ass off, I'll have you know. I really hope I don't hurt my neck like I did at MSI, but I will just curtail my dancing slightly so as to prevent injury. That was no fun, I didn't even realized I was giving myself whiplash.And that should tell you something about how far away you should stand from me at music shows!ETA: I have to document this before I forget, because soon it will be lost to the annals of my memory forever, but a while ago, Chayse and Elias and Tertia were over, and we decided to watch the third Matrix with Ratatat (because I've always talked about how much Ratatat reminds me of those bitchin' huge battle robots that protect the city) and I know none of you will believe me, but THAT SHIT SYNCED UP PERFECTLY. WAY BETTER than any sync up like Dark Side of the Moon/Wizard of Oz. Like, this shit was freakish, to the point where we were (I was) all screaming and shouting any time something amazing happened, which it did CONSTANTLY. We were at the beginning of the battle scene when everyone's jumping into the robots and we started on "Lex", but I'm sure it will be impossible to ever recreate, I just wanted to share it because I HOPE I NEVER FORGET. It was just too fucking amazing.

School is moving quickly. I am plowing through homework and have only just opened the New York Times database when I realize I am running late to get ready for work.This is going to be an interesting summer.

...I pretty much feel like I definitely should not be allowed on ohnotheydidnt when I've been smoking because I really feel compelled to reply to every comment that I strongly agree or disagree with. Or that makes me laugh. Or that is even completely off-topic and just amusing! I just don't know, I should probably go do something else but...Okay, fine, I'll just go do something else.P.S. CHELAN ON FRIDAY!!!

Haha, Joe just told me he found a Prada logo off a handbag today in the garage that he works at and I told him he should put a sign up in the booth because chicks love their handbags and whichever girl lost it was going to be really upset, like "THIS PURSE IS WORTHLESS NOW". Although I'm secretly hoping the girl already threw the purse out and HAHAHAHA if that is the case. That sounds kind of crazy but I'm stoned so it's a'ight.Drinking a Beck's and going to play Snood. My life definitely needs some direction.

Goat, Chayse, and Elias are over, and Skye is on her way over, too! I'm very excited. Today I fixed my white DC tank top and my grey dress from Ross as well as my favorite undershirt (which used to be a slip and had subsequently been ripping from the scissor lines -- no more!) and I loaded 120 film into my Diana +! Surely tonight shall be a worthy adventure.Time to go to the beach!music: Grandaddy - A.M. 180

Yesterday I cleaned the living room and kitchen table (omg the junk maaaaiiil) while Joe was at work and then when he got home, we rearranged the living room. It's looking pretty fly if I do say so myself. Not an enormous change, but it certainly stimulates conversation/smoking circles between the two couches! And I really like having my computer on the other side of the room, I was getting some freakishly bad glare off the window where it was before.Fascinating, I know! Someone has set up an estate sale sign across the street. I am pleased, this means that once I shower and get dressed I will have something to do. I am contemplating going running before I do that, but that does not usually go well. I get all dressed and excited and then realize I will probably get an awful side stitch and hurt one of my ankles and then I end up just sitting down right back in front of the computer. Maybe I will have an aerobic dance party? That sounds like a much better idea, actually. Can't really pull the blinds down when I go running.I guess I'll start with some cereal. Happy Friday.

Penny LaneThorGordon is hard to catch in pictures!

Aww shit, yet another Friday and Joe is working from six in the morning until six at night! On the good side, I got an email from Best Buy today that says "How did you enjoy your product delivery?" in the subject so I assume/hope that it will be arriving today! I am postponing going running in the sun for that very reason, actually. Which is silly because the sun rarely lasts and the camera might not even get here today.Like it would be the first day in history that I sat inside all day? Noooo.

As with all Will Ferrel movies, it took me a really long time to work up the energy to want to see Blades of Glory, and now that we are about to watch it, I am very excited. Am I the only person that this happens to? It took me a couple of months of staring at it on the shelves of Blockbuster before I decided I was ready to laugh at yet another Will Ferrel movie about sports. However, I am not complaining, just saying that he has a lot of sports movies. But they always pick the funniest little kids with curly blonde hair to play him. It makes me laugh a whole lot.Ten minutes later...This movie is so worth watching, I can already tell. Will Ferrel is pretty much one of my favorites, kthnx.

My cats are insane. I woke up this morning at maybe seven, and Gordon was ratting the closet door. It was open about an inch, so I shut it and put a laundry basket in front of it to keep him from opening it again and got back in bed, to fall into a bad dream where Joe and I were fighting about something trivial. I don't remember much but I do remember that right before I woke up I was in a closet crying and I was tremendously sad because no one was even bothering to look for me (I think it was a party somewhere?) and that is when I woke up and heard a little meow. It was definitely Penny Lane so I called out to her but she didn't jump on the bed, so I called for her again. That is when I heard an enormous thump and Penny wrenched open the closet door and came shooting out. I felt terrible! I didn't even put the two together until just now but I realize I must have heard her mewling in the closet in my sleep.My 120 film came in the mail yesterday! I just have to finish this roll of 35mm in my Diana and I will be ready to go with my super sweet new camera with super sweet proper new film!For some reason that reminds me that I need to price getting my hair dyed at salons, so I am going to do that really quick before I have to get ready for another long boring day at La Totem.

Went shopping at Value Village today for the first time in a while, and I actually found some really crazy great stuff, including SUPER huge flare jeans, a crazy crochet dress, some lace t-shirts (entirely lace!), and some various soft old t-shirts and scarves. Very satisfying! And afterwards I let the cute little girl outside talk me into buying a box of Girl Scout cookies. Samoas, no less. All in all, a very successful shopping trip! Now I'm going to go drink Sex on the Brains with Joe, Elias, and Goat."Go to YouTube.""Okay, what am I looking for?""Buttered floor."

I've been getting really excited about the arrival of spring, because spring always brings wonderful pictures, and I have been practicing getting into the mindset by scanning lots of Spectra and 600 pictures at Joe's parents. (Or at least, I will be pretty soon, and then I'll post them tonight) Anyway I also did buy a Diana +, but I did not buy the White Stripes version, because I had a lot better things to do with my money. (Like buying a paid account, colored Lomo filters for the Holga I don't even have yet (but plan to soon), and gin and tonics/rum and cokes last night with Joe and Goat!)I had this awful dream last night that pictures were coming out of my Polaroid camera at like four or five per shutter click, and I was freaking out and trying to shove them back into the camera to keep them from getting exposed -- hahahaha at that, when I woke up IRL. Frustrating though, and I have the sinking feeling it is alluding to wasting good chunks of my time on meaningless activities like marvelling at the freakshow that is Yahoo!chat and Solitaire/Snood. Get'cho shit too-getha gurrrrl.

I plan to pretty much live in these sandals all summer. (They were only $11.99, though, so I sort of doubt they'll even last through spring.) Other things I spent my $50 gift card on included a lot of Avon makeup and brushes. How very nice. I will try my very best to write a thank-you card to Uncle Brion and Aunt Chris.I am going to purchase the White Stripes 'Meg' Diana + camera after Joe remembered he has a Holga of his own somewhere hidden away at his parents house. I will be sad to do without the fisheye and soft peppermint/red filters, but I am really really excited either way. I remember reading about these in some chick magazine a while ago and getting really excited, and then I stumbled across them today. Tomorrow I am going to the bank to put $194 on my card and then I will own it. I am emitting a dreamy sigh as I type.Retail therapy is the best kind! I do love getting new things.P.S. I went back and made most of the entries before this friends-only because they were from when I was like seventeen and angsting over a stupid ex-boyfriend. Just FYI, I plan to separate public/friends-only much more thoroughly in the future, and I will probably be posting a lot more pictures and interesting things now that I have cameras and the internet. If you're still not on my friends list, add me and you can read all the amazing teenage wank.

Jesus Christ, it's been how long now? 35 weeks says my friendly livejournal indicator, a sad sad thing considering I used to be all but addicted to this thing. I was worried that my typing skills might have dropped off, but luckily, that particular talent seems to be of the bicycle-riding variety.Internet friends, how I miss you so! Marianna, I have another new address, and of course my phone died and now I again am without yours. Jillian, I think you sent me a myspace message, and if it was you and you find this, it's been ages but I really miss you too, bitch-sister. I never had more fun on the phone with a stranger, and you know Harry Potter just isn't the same anymore. Kati, I'm lost without you and your smile and all the sweet things you have to say! Dan, I can't even begin to measure how long it's been, but just know I still think about you (and Amelia, too!) and I hope you're having a lot of fun settling into life. Michelle, do you even still write entries? geekface is dead and it looks like it has been for a while.It's so strange, visiting the internet every now and then like an old friend. There's so much that's familiar, but everything is constantly changing to the point where just popping in to say hello is like a trip to a slightly different universe. Do any of my friends on this journal even update anymore? I hope so, because that's what I'm off to check next.If you're hurt because I've forgotten you, please don't be, I do really miss you all. Just because I've maybe never met you doesn't mean you aren't my friend -- some of the best friends I had in high school that kept me going were the ones I met online and never in person.Don't give up hope on me, and don't worry that I won't return -- wild horses won't keep me away, and it might be March before I post again (again) but I will be back for this journal. It's the only journal name I really ever liked after about twenty different names since middle school, and we all know how it is when you finally find that perfect internet pseudonym.Rambling rambling, the one constant of my written and recorded life. I'll go now, but again, I can't say it enough: I MISS YOU ALL, AND I CAN'T WAIT TO GET BACK IN TOUCH. It really will happen eventually, I promise.

making it short, i am definitely still alive. and possibly kicking? but not right now. we did end up getting the kittens, by the way. they're enormous, and definitely need more room than the apartment allows.i'm actually sitting in some weird apartment (skye's ex-boyfriends' place) in west seattle and enjoying the internet for the first time since i think maybe last october on a computer that is definitely not mine. i miss all of you, especially marianna and dan and amelia, and so many more i definitely don't have time to name.soon, my friends! be patient and eventually i will return. right now, though, i'm going to persuade vanessa that a walk to 7-11 is necessary and enjoy some delicious candy bar-like treats.by the way, if you want to read this journal, just friend me. i'll friend back as much as i can, i don't really care as much about people reading into my life as i did before. maybe i'll just make a whole 'nother goddamn journal for like the seventy-seventh time, and it'll be the charm this time.i guess the truth is that we're all just outgrowing the internet.

ce soir j'tais invite aux trophes du net, rebelote tout le petit monde de la comm' s'est retrouv l avec une forte majorit masculine, j'y croise d'ailleurs marc (mr m&m's) tjrs aussi charmeur, mais les dents longues, dire que j'ai eu son fils en saisonnier l'anne dernire, son portrait crach physiquement, j'espre qu'il ne deviendra pas aussi commercial que son pre...
le choix des internautes est de temps en temps assez tonnant, mais dans l'ensemble tout le monde est content, c'est ce qui compte, mais je je ne me rjouis pas plus que cela d'tre l, j'ai attrapp froid la veille au soir, et je subis plus qu'autre chose, l'impression d'avoir la tte dans une cocotte minute, il me tarde de rentrer, le vol turin-paris a du arriver, et avec un peu de chance je serai l temps l'appart, mais je n'ai pas envie de courir, je ne fais aucun effort, comme quoi la motivation a compte, ce stade elle est de 0. -_-;; oh yeah and I curse alot hehe. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. . .

dans la campagne de tokyo, une famille et son quotidien : le grand pre doux dingue, le fils nobuo haruno thrapeute par l'hypnose soutenant sa femme yoshiko dans sa reconversion en dessinatrice de manga, le petit fils hajime joueur de go pris de sa camarade de lyce aoi, la petite fille sachiko hante par son double gant et l'oncle ayano dilettant nous font partager leurs petits tranches de vie et dfis, mlant sensibilit et douceur de vivre
si vous connaissiez dj "mes voisins les yamada" avec l'espigle petite nanoko, vous saurez de suite de quel ton est ce film, une vritable bouffe d'air frais et de dlicatesse, dans la verdure de la campagne japonaise, les cerisiers en paysage... Tonight's Doctor Who. . Hell-th. . un film incontournable car il sait traiter de nos doutes et de nos attentes avec beaucoup de justesse, un film aux facettes raliste et onirique tout en finesse, la longueur pourrait effrayer certains, mais ces 2h30 sont un pur rgal pour les yeux et le coeur, on en sort avec le sourire aux lvres.