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All right. Here's the story behind the little snowman on my Photos page. First of all, here's my little snowman. He's not very tall, and he's kind of fat, but I think he's a little darling.
Anyway, in the main library at U of R (Rush Rhees), there is this courtyard on the first floor in the 100's stacks. Anyway, you can see it up from the new stacks on the 2nd and 3rd floors. But there is no door to said courtyard. Well, over in the old stacks, there are ancient windows, that have two panes and a hinge between them to open them. There is also one window that is chained shut that has three panes. That window is the official enterance for maintenance people and stuff. WELL, turns out, a body can squeeze through one of the smaller windows. SOME body or bodies (2 to be exact), went out and made this cute little snowman there to sit happily and stare at the people who were working at the desks nearbye. I would really have NO idea who said bodies were. And certainly it didn't happen on a Sunday after breakfast at Danforth by two persons whose first names begin with E. No, of course not.
Anyway, it's small and blobby because it was too cold to have real packy snow, so it was kind of a pile that we made with two rocks for eyes and fallen leaves for hands, clutching his happy big belly.
And that is the story behind the cute little snowman.
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 16:22
Well, well, well, I finally got my butt in gear regarding scanning some photos. Of course the page is incomplete yet, but I know you all had some burning curiosity as to what I look like so I'll succumb and show you one of the things I scanned today.
Yup. That's me. 4 years ago, but I really don't change all that much in appearance, so yes, I still pretty much look like that. Only I don' thave that wicked cool dress anymore. SOMEONE was goign to alter it, but when I refused to give him the cat that I had raised from a kitten, that was technically "his" but I was taking care of it in my suite at school... feeding it, the vet bills, housing him, loving him, etc., he wouldn't give back the fabric. I'd still rather have my Orpheus than to have that dress. Anyway, I made myself a cool dress last summer, which rocks 'cause I sewed the entire damn thing by hand. Matching cape too, but I don't have pictures of me in the dress and cape. But anyway, my dress is better because, well, it was long enough for me. Plus that, it's basically a one-size fits all, and I have a cool girdle/waist cincher, and a chemise to wear under it, and a chain belt to hang things off of and... well, I'll get the photos up when I next grab another moment at the scanner.
The other thing you should see a photo of is Pop.
Yes, that is Pop. The pink fluffy inflatable sofa. For those of you who think "Soda" reminds you of a sofa or if "soda" reminds you of something pink and fluffy or airy, well, think on Pop here. Pop was the trusty inflatable sofa who served us well. Unfortunately, after so much use, he sprung a leak, and then he sat on a balcony all winter. We still mourn Pop, but we are glad that he is forever immortalized in these photos.
Well, that's it from here. I hope the photos come out.
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 22:39
First of all, a Big Congrats to Harish and Jeni! who got engaged last weekend. *giggle* It's always exciting when a suitemate gets engaged. Why I remember before they were going out and Harish first asked Jeni to the Mardi Gras dance I think it was, and Jeni gave a little notebook note "Jeni wins!" I think I have it saved. It was in Barbarian Europe. She's probably terribly embarassed if she's reading this. She was very hyper for a long time after that too. Well, more hyper than she normally was. But that was to be expected. But I have two words for them. Jeni Wins! Yes Harish, we were all pulling for Jeni to be terribly happy, and we still are, so we're glad that you have made our Jeni quite extatic. Good Harish, we love you too.
Well, in other news, who am I kidding, there is no other news! lol. Well it's hot and sticky and icky here. But I made a Fourth of July mix last night. Yes, for those who were wondering, it does end in the 1812 Overture and Stars and Stripes Forever. What do you think me, some kind of freak not to end a 4th mix with those songs? Puh-lease! Hello, Keith Lockhart and the Boston Pops ends with that EVERY YEAR (Keith is hot). Furthermore, John Williams did it when he was the conductor for the Boston Pops. But even though Keith was cuter, John Williams got to bring R2D2 and C3PO to conduct Star Wars medleys. Why? 'Cause he had connections. Like he knew the guy who wrote the stuff or someting. Hey! Oh and a note to John Williams, I have a little slot saved in my CD binder for the Star Wars Episode 3 Soundrack. It would like to be filled. Desperately. But I'll take another Harry Potter soundtrack if you must.
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 19:21
So I had like this really freaky dream last night. Yes, I'll put it up in my dreams section later. So I can't remember quite what was going on, but we were in this mall-type thing. And I say "we" 'cause there were several people with me. I do remember Mimi from work was there. For some reason, we stopped to get like donuts and she lost her wallet, and a whole bunch more stuff, and it was found, but that wasn't the freaky part. It's also part of this military encampment. Don't ask me why. My dreams are, well, odd. But I'm in the bathroom, and there are like these ingrown hairs on my left boobie. So I squeeze one, and it comes out, and then I squeeze the other, and it won't go. So I squeeze harder, but it still won't go, and it hurts like a bitch 'cause, well, it's on mammary tissue. Finally, I'm pulling and pulling and pulling, and it comes out, and it has like roots attached to it. And when I put it in the sink, there's a plant on top (no the plant wasn't there when it was attached to me). Of course, I feel better pain-wise 'cause it's gone, but its really freaky when an ingrown hair comes out a weed like you'd pull from your garden (plantain), with roots. And yes, there was dirt attached to the roots. Oh, it hurt like a bitch. I don't know if THAT would be in my dream dictionary.
Sorry I felt the need to share. I'm sure you're all traumatized, but misery loves company, and I don't want to suffer alone! Maybe it was a reminder to do monthly self-exams (public service announcement... Kelly had one, so should I) or something. I mean, that's the last thing I really remember about it. *clutches cleavage protectively & whispers* Dont worry girls, you're all right.
All right, I'll go back to my own little world right now, so forgive me for coming out of my padded room. But what can you expect from someone who also dreamed of marrying a re-composing corpse (yes, at the beginning of the dream, he was quite dead, but he was getting better!).
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 20:39
Well, I finally got my new layout up. Do you like it? I hope so. I know I do. It combines a couple of my passions: Dragons and books. If you recall, my last site looked like this:
I'll put it up in a site archive when I get a moment. Right now, I'm just rolling in the happiness that is a new layout. The other thing that is amusing me is the Jesus of the Week site. I stumbled across it by accident and ended up laughing until I cried. Anyway, I'm really not doing much right now. Probably will be eating in a bit, and I need to get pine bark nuggets to put around my little swam/garden in the back yard. The dragons all say "hi" to the real world.
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 17:50
Another day, another Blog. I'm so proud of Jen. She's buiding her own site. Of course, I'm hosting it, so yes I'll get a link up. Anyways, it's called Little Bit and it's not all the way up yet, but I want to give you a link anyway 'cause the layout is like much cooler than I could ever make. At least thus far. Of course this means that I have another little hatchling to add to the family, but I'm cool with that. My clutch is growing.
So anyways, I'm reading The Stand and I've got a cold now at the same time, and it's really freaky 'cause the plague unleashed in the story starts out with cold symptoms. So I read about people sneezing, sniffling, blowing their noses, etc. and it's like writing their obit then and there, and here I am sneezing along wit them. I don't wanna die!
And I'm in the mood for ice cream with chocolate sauce on top, and will probably go and get some right when I finish writing this. But the craving is coming on me strong. *thinks* ice cream sandwich ice cream. *licks lips* Oh, and everyone say "hi" to Figaro who is sitting on my keyboard licking himself. Yes, you sick people, cat's do that! Oh, and another link for people with dirty minds. www.whorepresents.com 767676767676767676767676655555555555555555555555555555ty6y (that was Figaro saying "hi" back).
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 20:28
Oh, and *waves to all*
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 21:33
Another weekend down. Did you know that my town flooded? Well it did. It rained on Friday. Very hard, and did tons of damage to the downtown area. It's pretty bad. Like 80 homes/businesses were destroyed. Fortunately, my house and my family were ok. So anyway, it was father's day weekend, and it still rained. But I got my dad a fifteen bottle wine rack from Pier One. It matches our dining room and is tres cool. After my brother took the Child of the Weekend award last weekend (stupid boy got married, which totally destoryed my chances), I got it this weekend. After all, I got my dad a cool wine rack that he's been wanting for awhile, and my brother was off in Rome someplace on his honeymoon or some excuse like that! *rolls eyes* Kidding. I love my brother and my sister-in-law *giggles* I still get a little giddy now I can say sister-in-law. I lost my train of thought. So yeah, I went shopping on Saturday with my mom, and we went to Victoria's Secret and bought undies and bras. Vickie's undies and bra's rock. That's all I have to say about that! And I get to wear my brand-spankin' new matched set tomorrow. But that's probably more than you needed to know, isn't it? yeah.
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 21:29
Goodness, it's been awhile! Well between then and now, my brother has gotten married to a wonderful girl. Go them! It was a great weding. You wouldn't believe how many cookies there were there! WOW! So anyway, Jamie was gorgeous. She cried. My brother was pretty good looking himself and he almost fainted. But he didn't. We partied the evening away, and all in all, it was a very good trip. But I've been trying to catch up since then! But I made a quiz! I did! I did! I really did! It's an online test you can take to see what your mental state is. Me? I'm proudly insane, but that's posted in a different part of the site. Take my Mental State quiz and display it on your blog or wherever you're putting all those tests! lol. Well my lunchtime is getting over pretty quick here, so I need to shut up now. Have a wonderful day!
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 13:19
So I'm waiting for my softball game to start, at this my Wednesday of the week. Yes, I know it's Tuesday, but in reality, it's my Wednesday. Let me lay out the definitions for you:
Sunday: A day where you don't work and have to work the next day
Monday: A day where you have to work and didn't work the previous day
Tuesday: Any other day
Wednesday: The middle day in a work week (only happens on odd numberdays of workweeks/takes precedence over Thursday)
Thursday: The day before Friday
Friday: A day where you work and don't work the next day.
Saturday: A day where you don't work, and don't have to work the next day.
So. If you have a three day week, it's Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Sunday. If you work four days in a week, it's Monday, Tuesday, Thrusday, Friday, Saturday, Saturday, Sunday. If you work six days in a week, it's Monday, Tuesday, Tuesday, Thrusday, Friday, Sunday. Seven day work weeks are my favorites to list though: Monday, Tuesday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. Are you confused yet? That's ok. Just follow the definitions, and you'll get it all right.
So anyway, I should probably hie myself over to the softball field, so I can play and get home and make cookie dough so I can bake cookies Tomorrow (Friday).
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 16:44
Hey. Me again. I'm here just because I can, and I like playing with a new toy. So today I went out and spent a whole bunch of money and discovered that indeed my cup runneth over. Bra shopping is such a bitch. Well, strapless bra shopping. I'm sure you're running screaming away now, so I'll move onto better topics. On the plus side, I updated Elf Addiction, my shrine to Legolas... er... Elves. Hey, I put photos of other elves on there. Really I did. So yeah, thoughts? I don't really have much, but I really wanted to come here and ramble, aren't you all lucky. But it was bright gorgeous and sunny out today, and I got a pair of shoes, a dress, a pair of comfy yoga pants, a shirt, and oh, that's about it, besides "the wears". So I'll shut up now. *waves goodbye*
Liz the Mischievous renovated @ 23:15
