Monday, December 27, 2004

the christmas-new year stretch

here's my theory. i've had it since i was a kid. christmas is so stressful and crazy and everyone's trying to remember things that they haven't finished yet, and add to that the stress of finals, vacation time from work, family coming into town, spending loads and loads of money... it's really not that enjoyable. new year's eve is where it's at. it's a big party! you're not required to bring any gifts, you don't have to spend all your money, you get to stay up late, and honestly, the tv stations play the BEST movies on new year's eve. i love new year's eve more than my own birthday. i thinnk it takes people a while to get into the holiday spirit. at christmastime, it's still settling in. but a week later, at new years, you're ready to have fun. it really feels relaxing and you're ready to have fun.

so christmastime, anyone? my parents gave me two redeemable plane tickets so i can take my darling on a trip for his birthday. i'm so excited! i want to go to washington state, and go to visit vancouvour. also in the way of presents, my little sister made me a fleece blaket with my little ponies all over it. that one is at the top of the list. and my baby brother covered a little heart-shaped wooden box with pretty paper for me and filled it with m&ms. he's so cute! of course my big brother had to buy me something expensive, now that he's a working man and all. he bought me an uthentic dallas stars jersey. it's beautiful and expensive and HUGE. i can't think of when i could wear it. really the brightest future i can see for this bank-buster is in a frame on the wall.

i bought my parents matching mom & dad t shirts that say new mexico tech on them. they also got pictures i knew they would like from the vegas trip. my dad got one of us with a begas elvis and my mom got one of us in a gondola at the venitian. my sister got blondie's greatest hits and a life-size stand up of james dean. she loves me now! for nick i got a bunch of beanies and a sweatshirt. he likes it because it actually fits him (my brother is about 6'5") and he says it's soft. the little brother got a cd and a sweatshirt. he's still at that age where a cd is cool just because it's a cd, and a sweatshirt that his sister doesn't steal is nice.

okay, i've dodged long enough. i can only write at work nowadays because i can't get internet at home. so here i go, tagging plants. (i didn't relize how bad the dishwashing job was until i came back here. i'm so glad i quit!)

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

shoe politics

WHAT is the deal?!?

maybe i've really digressed into nerdom. maybe socorro is going to be one of those towns stuck decades behind the rest of the world. maybe i'm the only one who thinks this... or maybe ugg boots and super-spikey shoes really are ridiculous.

honestly... the spikey shoes girls are wearing these days are the most unattractive footwear i think i've ever seen. not just girls! i went to see ocean's twelve opening night, and there's a scene where brad pitt and catherine zeta-jones, perhaps two of the most beautiful people ever, are standing next to each other, both wearing those aweful, pointy shoes. i was very sad.

less sad but equally mysterious is the obsession with ugg boots. i'm not the shoe expert my roommate is, but didn't some celebrity start those? i bet a lot of them sat around and said, "these kiddos love us so much, we could wear the ugliest shoes imaginable and they'd still copy us." way to go, public.

for reals now, not to offend, but i really am in the dark here. are the boots really comfortable? do the spikes make your legs look longer? if all this is just to look different, um... it's not working. everybody's wearing them.

except me! give me my chucks any day.

red, tomato-based condiment

sorry i haven't been writing... here's the short, short version (a la space balls).

i am now twenty one! my birthday was the day before thanksgiving. and what did i do to celebrate? i went to fabulous las vegas. no, i didn't get drunk, no, i didn't get married, and no, i'm not rich. i did gamble a little, but no one even asked to see my id! it was kind of a bummer. i wanted to show it off. oh well.

one thing about vegas is the boobs. they are everywhere. on the billboards, on the taxis, on the casino signs. people stand on the side of the road and hand out fliers for hookers all day long, and people drop them on the ground and the sidewalk is lined with boobs. it's kind of unique, but it got pretty old. the fountain show at the bellagio is the coolest thing ever, it's way better than the scanky pirate show at treasure island. that one has changed a lot since i was a kid.

then there's christmas shopping and of course, finals. i have five this semester. five! have i ever had that many? maybe i'm just getting lazy. as of now, two are down, three to go. bring it.

on to updates:

i have two, count 'em, two jobs lined up for christmas break. the good ol nursery job and a waitressing job at my brother's bakery. yay, money!

i'm moving in with the val verde girls. i'm really looking forward to not eating in the cafeteria and getting money back from the school.

my winning steak... or rather, my getting-a's-on-tests-without-studying streak finally came to an end. yes kids, it really is better to study for your tests. i promise. and it's better to wear sunscrean too. ;)