Tuesday, December 27, 2005

So for the past week or so my siblings and I have been off and on playing Monopoly. Come on, you know how that goes. It seems like a simply grand idea, then about half an hour into it, you realize the game is never going to end and it's just not fun and it SUCKS. For the first time ever, on Saturday, Alex and I finished a game of Monopoly. It took us four hours. Even winning was not worth it. It sucked. To quote Dane Cook,

"I used to play monopoly. Everybody did. Nobody liked it. Even if you think you liked the game - you didn't. And it's simple, why, cause this is anybody here two and a half hours into a game of monopoly --- 'Fuck this game. It's four in the morning grandma, YOU WIN. I'm sitting on Baltic with crap. I'm paying luxury tax up the ass. and I hate when you're the banker. Where'd you get the pink fifties you cheating whore - don't fucking touch me grandpa, nana is a cheating whore!'"

And so on. Anyway, after being endlessly bored with actually playing the game, today my siblings and I got the brilliant idea of creating our own Monopoly. Oh yeah, that's right, Parkopoly. Which, we all agreed, would undoubtedly be much more fun than the real Monopoly.

We bought a poster board at Eckerd, and then created the whole game. Each of the railroads is one of the cars we own. Luxury tax is alcohol money, income tax is car insurance, and so on. Board spaces are all different; one is my room, one is Alex's (and etc), and much more. Jail is Lana's cage. Community Chest & Chances include such specialties as "Hit Dale's Car, pay $500" and "Grounded, Lose a turn" and "Got a Job, get $100". Oh yeah. You wish you were me.

It's going to be a good 6-7 hours of family bonding fun tomorrow.

Moving onward to January 5th, at Hartwood Acres there is a "Fun Run Through the Lights". For $5 per student or $15 per family, you can jog through the lights at Hartwood. It's all for charity and I do believe Dan, Alex and I will be doing it. Lose some calories! Come join!

Lastly, Mark was the closest guess to how many cookies I made. Actually, he was the only guess. I made 20 dozen cookies. So, go to his site, and tell him he is awesome and stuff. Congrats, Mark!

That's about it. I hope you all are having a fabulous winter break.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Every single time I try to shop online at Dick's Sporting Goods, I always go to www.Dicks.com. And that's definitely not Dick's Sporting Goods' website. Thank god there's the disclaimer there. If that hadn't stopped me, would probably hurt my campaign for the presidency in 2024. It would be all over the tabloids.

But who knows, maybe that is presidentially acceptable now? Maybe George W. is a porn addict. It's a free country and whatnot.

Moving on to more exciting things, Dan was visiting www.weather.com one day. One of the sidebar links offered a free screensaver. Dan clicked on it.

It was a download from a winery (Redwood Creek: click on The Fireside, Click on Open, and then Fireplace Screensaver). It has a fireplace on it, and it's really quite pleasant.

All last week, we decided we wanted to sit by the fire and drink. So we'd turn off the lights, set up his laptop, and sit by the fire. Lame, yes. Creative, I think so. It was cute. It's the only fireplace we have available to us.

Today I spent my entire day baking cookies. Peanut butter, Sugar, Chocolate chip, chocolate chip with walnuts, Shakespeare's Oatmeal Raisin, Snickerdoodle, and the peanut butter things with Hershey Kisses inside of them. Whoever guesses how many cookies I made, wins a prize. (They are pictured above)

Nate had to draw a cartoon in his Sunday School class, displaying his own version of Jesus' birth. I tried to scan it, but our scanner doesn't really work. This thing is hilarious.

Scene 1 & 2 is an angel flying.

Scene 3: Angel: Don't be afraid!

Scene 4: Mary: This can't be! I'm a virgin!

Scene 5: (Mary and Joseph?) Following a map

Scene 6: Mary & Joseph: A baby! Woohoo!

And that's how it went. I thought it was funny.

It's finally feeling like Christmas, now that I'm home. And I'm so very lucky to have everything that I do and to have the family that I have. We've got a lot to be thankful for, and a lot of reasons to remember that we are really very blessed.

For a lot of my friends and for a lot of others, this will be a difficult week. Be strong, have faith, and keep up your spirit. Persevere, laugh, and keep on the best you can. As stated by Marian Wright Edelman, "You're not obligated to win. You're obligated to keep trying to do the best you can every day." And if you need anything, anything, don't hesitate to get ahold of me at any time.

Marian Wright Edelman is the founder/president of the Children's Defense Fund.

Enjoy being home everyone!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Turkey day has reached its end for my family: everyone has gone home, all the dishes are done, and we’re all stuffed. Another successfully delicious dinner, filled with fun anecdotes that sometimes resulted in random people saying, “Well that was a Chloe story,” surprising me with how many people actually read the lame e-journal. I’m now relaxing in my favorite arm chair, just feeling good.

We got a lot of snow yesterday/last night, which was a nice change for the landscape. Also, I got to drink some of the Beaner’s Bullet Brew (fabulous, really, I’m so impressed. That will get an entire post to itself at a later date).

Monday was monumental as I got a speeding ticket on the lovely PA turnpike. It ruined most of my day, but stuff like this happens, I guess.

Before I left Gettysburg I grabbed a can of soda for the ride. I don’t have cup holders in my car, so on cans I kind of have to hold them between my legs on the seat. It’s a little uncomfortable but whatever, it works.

I opened the can, and it exploded all over me. Literally, everywhere. I tried to keep my attention on the road while avoiding getting the entire car covered in Cherry Coke (can I sue for this?), but the carbonation destruction was too much. While focusing on the spillage, I stopped noticing my speed and BAM, there was a cop.

He walks up to the window and not only am I shaking uncontrollably because I’m so upset, but I’m also covered in Cherry Coke in a specific area that made it look like I peed myself. He kind of looked at me, turned away, and talked without looking directly into the car. I was ridiculously embarrassed. Knowing my luck, the cops probably have a “comments” section for when they run your license number, and I’ll be forever known as the ‘peed-herself-girl’.

The actual fine for speeding was $73, but there is $90 worth of other crap tacked onto there that makes a grand total of $163. That’s a lot of money. Plus a couple of points against my license; I’m not exactly sure how many, but it’s not good. This will undoubtedly come out in the tabloids when I run for president. I can see the headlines now: “Bed-Wetting Campaign?” “Speeding for Road Safety?”

Anyway I’ve moved beyond it: I’m going shopping tomorrow (black Friday, 6am, $500 Macy’s Gift Cards, oh yea) and then I plan on making an apple pie (or at least attempting to. I figure, if George can, I can.).

Hope everyone’s break is going well & Happy Thanksgiving!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

An Interview with a Chloe: A Brief Introduction to a “Chloe Story”

“He’s really a DILF,” Chloe said this afternoon.

“A DILF?” We all repeated.

“Yeah, you know, a Dad I’d like to --” Chloe explained. But who needs to be explained that?

Chloe is my darling room mate and we’re soul mates. When my parents called me at the beginning of the year and asked how the rooming situation was, I told them I’d met my soul mate and we were going up with Liz to Massachusetts to get married. My Dad laughed.

Then three months later, when my family came out for my birthday, they met Chloe. The first thing my dad said was, “Are you the girl that is marrying my daughter?”

Chloe let that process for a second and then replied, “Yes. Yes I am.”

My Dad looked to my brothers, (ages 12 and 14) and said, “Boys, meet your sister’s wife.”

And that’s the Chloe and me.

Chloe is a fantastic person. She’s a physics/math double major, can eat 1600 calories worth of ice cream in twenty-four hours (not to mention how efficiently her and I solely can down a Gingerbread Man Chocolate Brownie dessert of deliciousness), and makes one hell of a townie, but she has one main problem. Her stories suck.

I don’t mean suck like, “Guys today I saw a rock,” boring suck, but suck as in she just can’t tell them. She could run into Dave Grohl, he could instantly fall in love with her, sweep her off her feet and fly her to the Caribbean for two weeks, and then propose to her; but the story would just be told in a way where we’d all be completely unresponsive because of its lack of excitement. Not even, “And then I found 5 dollars and punched him in the face” can remedy her problem.

This story infamy has gotten widespread throughout the Gettysburg College Campus. Chloe doesn’t even have to be around; if you tell a story and it’s bad, people will comment, “Well that was a Chloe story." This trend has now spread from the Gettysburg College Campus to the University of Maryland, thanks to the group we went to the Terps' football game with this afternoon.

The story of the Chloe story within itself, is a Chloe story.

Chloe blames her family and her high school friends for this ailment. They’ve lived with her for her whole life, and never have told her about this impairment. When questioned, her mom replied, “Actually, Chloe, no one ever actually listens to your stories, so we wouldn’t really know.”

However, this impediment is being corrected. Friends around campus are forcing the Chloe to re-tell her stories when they suck. Slowly but surely, step-by-step, detail by detail, her stories are showing definite improvement.

The moral of this is please, if Chloe tells a sub-par story, help her out. And if someone tells a bad story, call it a Chloe story.

Friday, November 04, 2005

Top Ten Reasons to be a Chem Major

1. You've got nothing better to do between 12 and 6am.
2. You thought the P in P-chem stood for Party.
3. You needed something to consistently pull the old GPA down.
4. Learning how to use a bomb calorimeter is essential in life
5. We use latex protection
6. Goggles are just super damn sexy.
7. We can legally do distillation
8. Chemists never die. They just reach equilibrium.
9. You've got Alcohol and Acid all in one go.
10. Chemists do it organically, inorganically, on the table, in the hood, and in chains.

What is Ba(Na)2?

Why did the white bear dissolve in water?
Because it was polar.

H2O is water and H2O2 is hydrogen peroxide. What is H2O4?

What do you do when you find a dead chemist?

What weapon can you make from Potassium, Nickle, and Iron?

What do you call a tooth in a glass of water?
One Molar Solution.

A chemist walks into a pharmacy and asks the pharmacist, "Do you have any actylsalicylic acid?"
"You mean aspirin?" asked the pharmacist.
"That's it, I can never remember that word."

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Quite contrart to my usual "click on this link and look for the hidden picture" (and then something jumps out at you), this is really just a picture.

Find the man between the coffee beans.

Doctors (who are these doctors?) have concluded that if you find the man in:
3 seconds that your right half of your brain is better developed than most people
Between 3 seconds and one minute, then your right half of the brain is developed normally
Between one minute and 3 minutes, then the right half of your brain is functioning slowly and you need to eat more protein
If you have not found the man after 3 minutes, the right half of your brain is a mess, and the only advice is to look more for these types of exercises to make that part of the brain stronger.

The man really is there. In fact, once you find him, you cannot miss him afterwards.

I s'pose I'm normal. It's a dumb thing to do to "test your brain" but it's interesting to look for anyway.

You can find more brain teasers here, if you're interested.

And here's a really hard one if you're up for a challenge. I can't get all of them. Or even most of them. Answers are welcome and encouraged.

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Sorry everyone, I have been really, really, ridiculously busy ever since I’ve gotten back. Last weekend was sorority initiation, the weekend before I was home for Homecoming and reading days, and this weekend I’ll be slaving my life away at the library. Four mid terms in two weeks is just total hell.

Anyway a few quick comments:

I did not, to my dismay, become a rich skanky hoe. I did not win the $340 mil powerball. I did not win anything.

Chewing gum is celebrating its 135th birthday. A $55 investment has made a $3 billion industry.

I’d be more than happy to link you on my site if you send me your site. Just ask!!

Lastly, my next post will be a Halloween post. There are lots of events going on around here this weekend, through next week, and next weekend where I'll be able to get pictures of people in costume. If you have a good Halloween picture of yourself or anyone else, please send it to me!!

Sorry so boring – gotta go sssstudy.


Thursday, October 13, 2005

Is It The Weekend Yet?

"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."

Jack Handy


"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. "

Frank Sinatra


"An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools."

Ernest Hemingway


"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading."

Henny Youngman


"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not."

Stephen Wright


"When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. Sooooo, let's all get drunk and go to heaven!"

Brian O'Rourke


"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."

Benjamin Franklin


"Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza."

Dave Barry





Remember "I" before "E", except in Budweiser.


To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a Support Group.


Once, during Prohibition, I was forced to live for days on nothing but food and water.

W.C. Fields


I would kill everyone in this room for a drop of sweet beer.

Homer Simpson


Time is never wasted when you're wasted all the time.
-- Catherine Zandonella


And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of "Cheers":

One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm. Here's how it went:

"Well ya' see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo.
And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally it attacks the slowest and the weakest first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."

Thursday, September 29, 2005

The Internet is a wonderful tool in which you can learn many things about absolutely anything you want - nucleophiles, the plural of 'grilled cheese', and many personal things about yourself [read: 2 posts ago. Carinne is...]. Among my favorite useless internet finds of the week...

First of all, check out your horoscope.

If you're feeling riske, check out your love-o-meter.
Personal results:
Me & George Bush: 41%
....Bill Clinton: 40.5%
....Homer Simpson: 27.5%
....Jerry Seinfeld 29.5%
....Paris Hilton 18%
....Jessica Simpson 16.5%
....Dave Grohl: 41.5%

How to say I love you in many languages to the person with whom you find the highest Love-O-Meter score

How to say Happy Birthday in many languages, so Zorionak! Katrina

But then we've got the countdowns -

Decimal Birthday Calculator
Find your next decimal birthday (every 1000th day)

My 7300th day birthday is Nov. 3rd.

Days Old Calculator

How many days old are you?

7265 Days old. Fascinating.

How Many Days Until

How many days until an event?

406 Days until I'm 21.

Days In Love Calculator
When did your relationship start?

And... That's about as lame as I'm feeling today. Have fun with those. If you find out anything exciting about yourself, let me know.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

The Picture Post; pictures submitted by several different readers. Click pictures for a larger view. These are all in chronological order.

First submission is by Chloe.

Yes, her mom is squishing her Dad's head. Doesn't everyone have those days? Where you just want to squish something?

Next photo. From yours truly.

This is the tree in Dan's neighbor's backyard. It's truly a sight to see and if you're on campus I reccomend you check it out. Let's play the highlights search-and-find game. Or I spy. Anyway, can you find ths sink, the broken computer monitor, the pan, the stroller, and the umbrella? And I'm sure that's not it - There's probably more in there that I just can't remember.

This one is from Budzik. I posted it because I have no freakin' clue what it means.

Sslug? Yspatula? Piesewer? I'm so clueless.

And another from Budzik, his very own photoshop personalization of the ad. Lol.

And finally, from Matt Paul, a lovely shot from Germany.

"And I thought I was caffiene buzzed from regular iced tea," he commented.

Another one from Moi. This is my Lanadog. I miss her millions.

Kind of blurry. This picture was just the split second before she just licked me... That tongue is something else.

This is the last picture... A random photo I decided to insert last minute. The picture was accidentally taken in this style.

Another fun guessing game... Can you find Sven, John Lennon, any type of STEELERS paraphenalia (die Patriots, die, die), the bag of pretzel rods, my toothbrush, the chinese food menu (you'd have to be from gburg to recognize it), and I think that's it for now.

Yum, I caught you a delicious bass, from Rambo.

Actually it's a catfish. Lol. The biggest redneck ever. Who is going to be a doctor or something someday, lol.

Shaffer doing her best geek impression.

Mission accomplished kinda.

Anyway that was fun. Thanks for all the submissions, guys.

Things are good here; it finally feels like fall. I love it. Hope all is well at home and i'll be there in TWO WEEKS!

Monday, September 19, 2005

First; my two favorite pictures of the weekend. Rambo (toga! public intoxication!) and Liz and Moi. Liz does not let you take pictures of her unless she's either (a) drunk or (b) has a three day warning and you call her agent so she can prepare. We played drinking Mario beforehand, and Liz wasn't drunk, but kinda silly. Enough to okay the picture. Anyway...

I am also going to post a picture of me and my big as soon as I get one I like enough to post for the world to see. (grin, luvvin ADPi)

To start the name-thing-post... Check this site out. It's really neat. Give it a minute to load, but it's cool.

I tried this about a month after reading it on Allister's site, but I didn't do it right. And now it's like the trendy thing of LiveJournals, but I'm feeling lame so i'm going to do it.

Type in to google "[your name] is" (including the quotation marks) and pick your ten favorite things you see on the front page.

1. Carinne is involved with choir and drama at her church.
2. Carinne is very enthusiastic about education.
3. Carinne is the founder of the San Diego Families' Vegetarian Group.
4. Carinne is not married for her money. (my personal fave!)
5. Carinne serves as an essential two-way conduit for information.
6. Carinne also speaks fluent Hebrew and travels to Israel often.
7. Carinne is also the founder of Boston's Summer Activist Institute.
8. Carinne is blue.
9. Carinne is presently an applied mathematics student at the University of Grenoble, France.
10. Carinne is a photographer based in London, England but is originally from france.

Yeah, well.

Next post I want to post a bunch of pictures, from me and from anyone else who wants to feature a photo (of themselves, of landscape, of their dorm room, of their dog, of a tree, of a foot, one of Budzik's photo shop things, I don't care). So if you would like to show off your talent, please send me a picture and I'll be more than happy to post it (plus you'd get free advertising for your site if you wanted me to link it with your picture.. You don't even have to have a site, if you want one posted, please send it).

Alright cheers y'all, mad love from the insanely rediculously busy Carinne.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

Okay, okay, so. Tuesday night was perogie night at servo (the school cafeteria for you non gettysburghians), a night where they have a whole bar of perogies and toppings, plus other options like sauteed and baked perogies. It's great. Truly genious. They have a giant perogie walking around (shown below) and they give out free stuff. Last year they gave out mini-perogie pins (which I still have!! not at school though, because if I did I'd post it because I'm just a dork like that) and neon pencils. This year they gave out the lame livestrong-esque bracelets (to see that rant, click here, and you can see it in the pic, I'm wearing it) that read "Powered by Mrs. T's Perogies" and were green and yellow tye-dyeish. Kinda lame but whatever, it's free.

The best part was Dan and I got quite a lovely picture with the perogie, as displayed below:

And it was a great night.

Viva la perogie.

Monday, September 12, 2005

"If you're an ADPi, raise your hand. If you're not, raise your standards!"

(matt to ellen)

matt: why are all you girls turning to sororities?
matt: and what's with carrine, she just told me she was a lesbian feminist, and now she's going greek
matt: and what's with me always spelling her name wrong
matt: i don't understand any of this

[lesbian feminist = mad at the punk = giving up on guys forever (forever = the evening)]

I'm an alpha delta pi. And I'm really, really, rediculously excited . Last night was incredible...

I've got so much work to catch up on because I didn't do a whole lot (or anything) this weekend. This post is short and sweet. More will come at a later date!

Friday, September 09, 2005

I got this e-mail from my darling mother. Click on the picture for a closer look.

Look closely. This table was listed for sale on eBay. How can you tell it is being sold by a man?

If you don't know the answer, scroll down...

Look at the mirror in the picture. And remember, if you're posting a picture on the internet, for the whole world to see... Wear clothes when taking the picture!

Hahaha, hahaha, haha.

Formal rush is tonight. (a) I brought my right-dressy-high-heeled-shoe and left the left-dressy-high-heeled-shoe in Pittsburgh. Go me. (b) I have no tops to wear. Raided Liz's closet. I love you Liz.

Will update at some point in the future. Love the always dysfunctional & irritated Carinne.

Tuesday, August 30, 2005

First person to guess the total cost of all my books this semester wins a prize. Or whoever's closest.

Hints: Taking four classes & 1 lab. Courses: Chem, religion, calc, and japanese.

Good luck.

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

I’m getting a tattoo. That’s definite, absolute, and confirmed. There’s no going back on this, it’s happening. I think.

It isn’t going to be anything big; basically a one-inch-by-one-inch (so, in reality, it’s miniscule) black scorpion on my left shoulder. I’m a Scorpio.

Comments so far: (my madre's compadres)

GRO: Buck up Park! I have 2 and I am such a weakling! It’s really not that bad.

Christine: Git-R-Dun Car-in-Park! Don't be wimpy!

Julie: If it was me, I would get really drunk/high and then go........I don't like needles either and that's the only way I would be able to get it done!!! That's just my idea.

Budzik: I have yet to find anything that I like enough to have tattoo-ed on me. (But if I did, I would be a wuss about it) :)

Marco: Just do it!!! Get a bar code on the back of your neck.

Now soliciting other opinions, experiences, ideas, etc. You aren't going to make the decision for me, I'm just curious and learning background info.

Tattoo theory
Absolutely Not. No. You'll get aids. You'll never get a job. And you'll regret it when you're 20.
I wouldn't do it but it's your body and I won't hate you for it
Perfectly Indifferent
Sure - Why not? Just be responsible about it.
Absolutely - I have one (or several) and think it's a cool idea
Yes just make sure it says I [heart] Dan
Yes, and I like the scorpion idea
Yes, but I don't like the scorpion idea

Free polls from Pollhost.com

Friday, August 19, 2005

Quick Newspaper Quirks.

The first one is actually really important so please take the time to read it. It could save your life - it did so in London.

From USA Today, Tuesday, August 17: Add an ICE contact to your phone.

A British paramedic came up with the idea of asking cell phone users to input an entry into their cellular phonebook called ICE for "in case of emergency." Accompanying that acronym would be the name and phone numbers of the person who should be called if something has happened to the owner of the phone.

The ICE campaign was launched in Britain in April, but people really started paying attention after the July terrorist bombings in London...

The article continues,

Now paramedics in the USA want to encourage ICE usage by Americans. "I certainly think it can help," says Matthew Levy of the International Association of EMTs and Paramedics.

So pass it on, okay?

My other newspaper quirk, given to me by my darling madre, for all my steeler compadres:

A Ward of the Steelers

From Bill Kennedy of Latrobe: Now that he's back and campaigning to be A Steeler For Life, he should be honored by one of the community's institutes of higher health care costs with a patient floor in his name, backed by the sponsor of the Steelers Stadium. It would of course be the Heinz Hines Ward Ward, where each month's top employee could earn the Heinz Hines Ward Ward Award.


A citizen of the Steelers metropolitan area

Ha, ha, ha. Pittsburgh's going to the suuuuuper bowl.

Anyway I'm out, finally, to Gettysburg. Band camp 'til Wed. so don't look for a new post in the next few days.

Wednesday, August 17, 2005

So Alex and I road tripped out to the Susquehanna River this week to go camping with some family and friends. The above sign was one of the ones we passed in some random hick town. It's classic. Al and I saw it and were like, we gotta turn around and get a picture of that. (Viva la tourists!) What can I say? Llamas need lovin' too. Check out their site.

We also had the "staircase to nowhere " thing going on as well:

If I ever become a musical artist, my first album will be "staircase to nowhere" and the cover will include all the random photos of staircases that I have. (Has that been done before?) The staircases above really lead to nothing; it's just a hill beyond them. No houses, literally, nothing.

Another cool picture, this one came out differently than I expected. About ten yards behind the sign is a beautiful cornfield, a quarter mile behind that is a huge mountain (that you can see shadows of) and above that was a breathtaking sunset. All of this I attempted to capture on film, but as I am a horrible photographer, I got none of it. Oh well, the pic still turned out alright.

My last photo. This is the Susquehanna River at sunrise. It was extremely foggy that morning, but the picture came out clearer than it looked in real life. I was really impressed with it. A really great morning; absolutely not hot or humid at all and a beautiful blue sky.

Anyway, it was a fantastic way to finish off the summer. Back to Gettysburg in two days and I still have a hell of a lot of packing, laundry, and goodbyes to do.

Sunday, August 14, 2005

So. It’s confirmed. I’m basically the biggest freak ever but I’m cool with it.

I was driving in to work today and on pre-historic X they had a row of really good songs. Dear God by XTC, Because The Night by Patti Smith Group, and Burning Down the House by the Talking Heads. I completely got into the mood and was just thinking about 80’s songs all day.

So I get home from work, right, and I’m home alone (thank god there were no witnesses) and I pull up my 80’s tunes on my computer. So I’m all doing the laundry to I’m Too Sexy, cleaning my room to You Spin Me Right Round, taking Lana out to Don't You Forget About Me, and showering to Total Eclipse of the Heart. I know, I know, the worst of the 80's, but whatever.

I completely get in the mood, so I figured, it’d be fun to be 5 years old again, and play dress up. So right after Can't Touch This and Hungry Like The Wolf, I put on the earrings, do the side ponytail, and search high and low for blue eyeshadow and bright red lipstick (I had neither; my mom had neither; my sister had both. Go figure). And now I’m posting a picture.

Me as an obnoxious 80s girl now, Me as an obnoxious 80s girl then. (all photos except today's courtesy of my Aunt Lynne) (all photos except today are from the 80s)

I know, complete freak, right? But damn. It was fun. And it was good for the soul. But that red lipstick would not come off.

So tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies, and I’ll catch you all in 1985.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

My AutoBio in a Numbered List up to One Hundred

  1. I hate carrots.
  2. My middle name is Paige.
  3. I love the TV show Miami Ink
  4. I was inspired to go to Savannah from the book Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, and will forever love that city.
  5. My favorite pizza toppings are mushroom & green pepper.
  6. I want to live in the country someday.
  7. 99.9% of the time my toenails are neon green, orange, or pink.
  8. I can’t be fake nice to people.
  9. I’m not into flossing and my dentist gets pissed about that.
  10. I don’t believe in (or rely on) my horoscope but I still read it almost daily.
  11. I can’t stand Dr. Phil, Mandy Moore, Delilah, or any of the DJs on KISS FM (esp the morning show and Scotty).
  12. I love mac-n-cheese day at Servo. Same with flurry day.
  13. I am horrible at remembering to call people back.
  14. I’ve never been to New York City.
  15. I really, really, really want to go to Greece.
  16. I’ve never seen any of the Lord of the Rings and I don’t really feel like I’m missing anything
  17. I want a Toyota Celica
  18. I’m extremely impatient
  19. I love to drive aimlessly and get lost
  20. I’m pro-choice
  21. I love to play cheesy old-school video games with my sister (Bubble Bobble, Twisted Metal 2, Mario, etc)
  22. I think Niagara Falls is overrated
  23. I don’t like seafood very much
  24. My senior project helped organize a gala that raised $14,000 for charity
  25. I really miss having “the notebook” and being so close to some really great girls.
  26. I tan quickly but burn easily
  27. I love to read but don’t do enough of it
  28. I’m very high stress
  29. My favorite Disney cartoon-movie is Hercules
  30. I’m really the most boring person in the history of the world
  31. I honestly think it’s a universal truth that there is some good in everybody
  32. I HATE bad manners (rudeness, cockiness, snootiness, etc.)
  33. I wish people would just TELL me when I have bad breath instead of politely ignoring it
  34. I prefer to shower at night as opposed to in the morning
  35. I’m better at Dan at both Battleship and Tetris
  36. I wish my hair was longer
  37. I absolutely think smiling and complimenting complete strangers is a great morale booster, makes them feel good (and you too)
  38. My rubber band race car was the fastest out of my 6th grade class
  39. A new pair of underwear can totally make my day
  40. I’m undoubtedly a coke girl
  41. I love sleepovers
  42. My favorite pair of shoes are my black platform sandals
  43. I broke my previous favorite pair of shoes (exactly the same as above) while drunk after a Wolf House Christmas Party
  44. I also have never been so hung-over in my life as after that Wolf House Christmas Party
  45. I learned how to drive a stick this summer (ha! I finally did it)
  46. I’m addicted to Rita’s Italian Ice
  47. My favorite flavor of Rita’s is Mango
  48. I want to road trip the USA (cross of every.single.state) (with a variety of purposes)
  49. I Love The Steelers
  50. Definitely have a freeze pop addiction
  51. Quaker Steak & Lube’s all you can eat wing night (Tuesdays) are the best.
  52. I love the Harry Potter books.
  53. I’ve definitely seen the light of Wawa.
  54. I’m allergic to cats
  55. Due to the previous, I love dogs and will own one for my entire life.
  56. I’m a very private person
  57. I was secretary to the band my senior year (absolute geek, I know)
  58. I’d rather talk in person than on the phone
  59. I’m 63.5 inches tall
  60. I have a waterbed
  61. I feel like I don’t go out enough
  62. I’m majoring in Chemistry
  63. Cereal Killer (especially Honey Bunches of Oats)
  64. I use Mozilla Firefox
  65. I’m the oldest, followed by my sister, followed by my 2 brothers
  66. Orange is my favorite type of juice
  67. I really like Angelina Jolie and think she’s a good person
  68. When I was in 5th grade I played the piano for my school chorus concert
  69. I failed my driving test the first time I took it
  70. I did better on my math SATs than my verbal
  71. I got 500 people in my high school to sign a petition that actually worked and made changes
  72. I can’t go to a theme park without getting Cotton Candy or Ice Cream.
  73. I don’t believe in sasquatch, Bigfoot (BFRO!), or the abominable snowman, but I love watching TV shows about that shit anyway.
  74. I love inventing (and playing) random stupid strip/drinking games
  75. I love to play hearts and pinochle
  76. I’m currently reading The Jane Austen Book Club (by Karen Joy Fowler) and as of p10 it’s very good
  77. I play the trombone (not very well)
  78. In high school I was very self-conscious about my hair, but now I kind of don’t care at all.
  79. I definitely profile stalk people, just because I like to read trivial things they have to say
  80. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate having to wait in doctors offices
  81. I have a neighbor that makes his own beer that is actually very, very good
  82. I sometimes think people have expectations of me that are too high and I think I’ll be a failure if I don’t follow through and live up to them
  83. I also have the highest expectations of people and as a result, I get let down easily
  84. I loved being in band in high school, (confirming my geekiness) and I really miss the away games, float meetings, and band trips.
  85. I almost got hit by a mack truck while running across an eight lane highway with some friends while in Virginia Beach when I was a freshman
  86. I want a tattoo, a scorpion, on my back, soon, before I wimp out and don’t get it
  87. My first car was a blue Honda Accord with 2-doors, leather interior, a sunroof, and speakers that didn’t work but I loved it all the same.
  88. I only have had one cavity in my life, and that was on a baby tooth (so much for flossing!).
  89. I have this recurrent dream where I am at an airport that is non-existent (to my knowledge). If I ever go to an airport that looks like that, I think I’ll leave immediately and cancel my flight.
  90. I’ll miss my hot date room mate this year (who will be Cologne)
  91. My favorite pair of jeans are from American Eagle
  92. I really, really, really miss my Dan.
  93. I think love at first sight is real but I don’t believe that it affects nearly as many people who claim it does.
  94. If I could have a superpower I would absolutely want to fly.
  95. I’m currently wearing my MC Hammer pants, a white long sleeved t-shirt, my claddagh, and my [curly] hair is in a ponytail.
  96. I love lying beside a pool with a glass of lemonade and reading.
  97. I will never forget the time I was in church on Easter and Dan said, “Wow, that thing has some bass,” (about the organ) and Cam said, during a very quiet moment, “Dad, what’s a cock?”
  98. I was up to doing 500 crunches at the beginning of this summer, but then I just lost all motivation and got crazy-ass lazy.
  99. I don’t believe in divorce. I’ll be slow to get married because I’m only doing it once, if at all.
  100. I love to read people’s blogs but sometimes stupid questionnaires (What’s my middle name, How long have you known me, etc) (and 100-comment-lists) get old quickly.

This was actually really hard to do… You try it! Anyway I feel thoroughly soul-searched right now. Are you enlightened? Did anyone even read it?

Thursday, August 04, 2005

So we’re trying to order lunch at work today.

Me: “Hi, I’d like to place an order for delivery.”

Lady on the other line: “Oh, our driver is off until 2:30.” It was 1pm. We were so hungry. Sara was in the background like, “I’m gonna eat my arm off.”

“Okay we’ll pick it up, then. I’d like the Thursday special of Mac-n-Cheese –“

“Sorry, we’re all out.”

“Alright… Then an 8-cut mushroom pizza –"

“Yea, our delivery guy is also the pizza maker, so we don’t have any pizzas either.” It’s a deli and a pizza shop. Were they for real?

But the prices are cheap and their food is good (when they have it) and it’s close to where I work, so we decided we still wanted to order from there.

“Okay… Then instead I’d like an antipasto salad, large, with ranch dressing and onions –"

“We’ve got an antipasto already made without any lettuce, do you want that one?”

“A salad with no lettuce?”

“Yea it’s got the meat and stuff…”

“Uh, no thanks, I’d like lettuce with my salad, please. And a hot turkey and cheese sub, no mayo, no onions, if it isn’t too difficult.”

“Hot or cold?”

“Hot, please.”

“Alright, give us fifteen minutes!”

What a production. Our lunch was fabulous when we got it, though.

Monday, August 01, 2005

Wow, what a weekend... And it's already August, I can't believe it...

First and foremost, the results of my brilliant plan. Sunday afternoon Dan and I went to fill up his 30-gallon tank with the gas discount from Giant Eagle (it was more economical than filling up the 12-gallon HonDude). For 27.588 gallons of PREMIUM gas it totaled $24.25 (and that is NOT the per-gallon-price, which at the cheapest, was $0.67/gal). We wanted a receipt really bad (for evidence) but the machine didn’t print one. Still, that was an adrenaline rush.

Pictures: The Grin after the Gas

Rewinding time to the beginning of the week. Thurs night was out with the girls, and we had a great time. We made daiquiris all night, had sooo much food, and just gossiped/giggled for a really long time. Lauren's stories began with, "So I was at this party, and it was tequilla night," while Ali's stories began with "It was the night I drank half a bottle of Captain Morgan's by myself" and it was just fun. We cheered to good times, good friends, and started drinkin' just like each of our stories started. The sad part was I was so tired (from the day & drinking) that I was dead asleep before the end of Letterman. Ouch.

Pictures: Evidence (cool shot from Lauren); Alison; Lauren; Moi; Le Flower

Friday afternoon my Danman came, Saturday I made him volunteer at the old folks’ home, Sunday I talked him into staying until Monday (so we went bike riding downtown; started off the summer in May by biking downtown, finished it in August by biking downtown), Monday I got stuck at work until 2pm, kind of had a panic attack there (which was really, really not good), but calmed down by the end of the night. Dan is currently on the PA turnpike heading home, and I despise the fact that New Jersey is 5 hours away.

Pictures: Do I Really Have to Pose With a Mannequin While You Pretend You're A Tourist At Dicks; Awwww; May Downtown Biking Photo (Taken by Dan); Aug Downtown Biking Photo (Taken by Yours Truly)

Also the bike has been updated. The fenders aren't finished yet but the frame looks great and it rides fantastically. I'm so excited. I love it. All kudos go to Dan.

Pictures: The Bike (Beginning, 5/31); The Bike (Current, 8/1); Handpainted Logo Thing

One of the funniest aspects of the weekend was when Lana ran into my grandparent’s pond. It was so algae carpeted that it didn’t even look like water; so completely covered that Lana couldn’t tell the difference between the grass and the water. She ran right into it. It was hilarious.

Sorry the post is really, really, lame. Just felt like updating with nothing, and I also primarily wanted to show some pics. I'll probably be making an e-photo album of my pictures soon 'cuz I want to order some of the digital ones. We'll see.

18 days until Gettysburg !!!

Monday, July 11, 2005

For those of you who don’t know, all summer long Dan has been doing a funky bike rebuilding thing in his spare time (just for the hell of it). Around the first week of summer vaca he saw a bike on the side of the road (this kid finds more gold off of the side of the road than anyone I’ve ever met. I was convinced no one threw away anything anymore. E-bay is basically the garbage disposal system of the millennium) and picked it up. It was rusted through and through, it needed new tires, new brakes, new pedals, a paint job, and more detailing than I know of. I don’t remember all the nitpicks that went into refinishing the bike, but I do know that I saw the completed product (less than two weeks after he got it), and it was really amazing. He did a really impressive job on something I would have labeled as ‘junk’ and wouldn’t have ever picked up. The only drawback is that he didn’t take a before & after picture.

I went out to visit him over Memorial Day weekend, and found a really retro 1960-something Schwinn. I absolutely fell in love with this bike the second I saw it. It’s green, rusted beyond belief (from the salt; the seller said it was used down at the shore), and the tires were completely rotted. Dan’s remodeling it for me. (Updates on that; it’s sanded, painted Cheyenne red, new brakes, new tires. It’s [hopefully] going to be finished within two weeks and brought out to the ‘Burgh the last weekend in July.)

Anyway, onward to the real point of this post. Since so much time and effort is going into the bikes, we’ve been doing some trail researching. I have always liked biking, but I’ve never seriously considered doing an extensive trip. Dan and I did an easy 14-mile trip around his town in NJ this summer, and we did a nice two-and-a-half (ish) hour ride around the city one other time. Pretty amateur, but we still had a really good time doing it.

So now we’re sort of considering trying to build up stamina over the year to be able to do a longer trip. There’s a 400-mile trail that runs through Ohiopyle (which is gorgeous, to say the least) and has crossovers to D.C., there’s easier trails from Harrisburg through Gettysburg, and there’s trails all along the eastern coastline. Some of those ventures are really unrealistic for the near future, but could easily be long-term goals. We’re just considering options and it seems like something really appealing. Any tips on this idea (or even helpful websites) would be appreciated.

Oh, and, the best part about my bike (so vintage!), was its price. Five dollas. Dig that or what? Remodeling fees, however…

Pictures of the Youghiogheny Trail (a western-PA option)

Picture of the point that Dan took on our bike around the city