ON ACCEPTING THE FRENCH IDEA OF GENIUS:

I think I have missed my calling, I think about this sometimes. I like smells. I can identify what you've put in a meal from the smell. I can smell rain and snow before they fall. I know what vodka smells like. Porcelain has a different smell when it's cold and when it's hot. All metals have their own smell. I can identify some flowers without looking, and I hate perfume because it is too noisy and it lies (eg. most "honeysuckle" perfume smells quite unlike honeysuckle and more like a strange jasmine based perfume my grandma wore in the 70s...the ONLY one I like is the Demeter version, because it smells like live, green, real honeysuckle not wilted and pressed blossoms soaking in alcohol). Did you know they call a person who works with perfume a "nose?" So, smells is the topic of the day.

Christopher Brosius worked for Demeter for years and has now established his own company, his website is: I Hate Perfume . I agree. I hate perfume too. Some of the scents he has listed sound amazing. I want to pilgrimage and sniff them. He also does custom scents. This is intriguing...there are smells I would like.

Because you love my lists (well, I tell myself you do), Amander's favorite smells: ( “listed )

Actually I guess I do have a job, though it is more like play...and the basement (where my favorite place, the soda machine, is) is really creepy, and I LOVE CREEPY!

Organized updates:
1. I made a present for rabbit, it is hilarious.
2. I am making a present for Miss A, it isn't hilarous, but it is cleva.
3. My baby sis is 27 today, I told her that wasn't old and she fake cried and said I was really old so what did I know? Then she asked where her present was, I told her it was at the store.
4. Roy is really dirty and perverted, so I am sad that he is leaving tommorrow...Me and Short Round (b-nut) all alone, no one to play with but the ghost cat.
5. HARRY POTTER TOMMORROW! I am totally buying it on Saturday, but from Sam's club because it's like 15 bucks.
6. The pee stick is still negative ya'll but the trying is fun.
7. Don't call me on my cell phone it will be in a canoe, with drunks, and drunk roy.
8. I am really hungry lately...I want to eat everything! Plus it's hot so I am a fat sweaty girl, lucky me.
9. Queen Chomplepopalous (aka Norma Chompsky) is being obstinate, I think I cut my tongue.
10. I think that this year everyone must bring a dismembered doll (or a gross old doll) to the halloween party.
11. I need a timer for my fog machine.
12. I can wear roy's underpants, so I guess I'm not as fat as I have been. It was not for sexy reasons, it was for walking the dog reasons. (Yeah, I walked the dog wearing only a t shirt and roy's boxer briefs...whateva, stop judging and stuff.)
13. My dog is fighting himself in the other room, and he is being noisy. He needs another doggum to play with. Ewh, he licked a wet spot on the bed again...icky.
14. I have lots of projects this weekend and I am very excited about them.
15. I am running out of things to list.
16. I didn't work out this week, I sux.
17. I need glasses.
18. My wrist is getting better.
19. My allergies are getting worse.
20. The title of the post is a song by wally pleasant...he is very cool despite being from MI. Ck him out at http://www.wallypleasant.com/music.cfm

Rabbit, how is it possible that we can talk for that long? GAH. (You caught my manic! Nyah, nyah!)

Here is news: Bruce and Jonah are, I think, in love. Too bad they're both boys and can't make bunny dog hybrid babies. I'm not sure that either one of them realizes what kind of animal the other is. I suppose dogs/bunnies only really care about three things: threat/non-threat/something to eat. Both seem to have decided that the other is a non-threat. This does not explain the face licking. That, I think, is evident of, if not love, then cuddles (unless Bruce is just tasting Jonah to see if he is something to eat).

RECENT BREAKING NEWS: I still hate FinAid! They can lick my cooch, and I won't lick back...no, I won't, I'll kick them out and say "Later bitches!...Where's my money?").

Recent DUH emotional weather report: Manic...I am planning a downsswing in August. A high anxiety system is pushing down from the north, we expect random mood swings and possible insomnia. The August forecast calls for a low pressure system centering around my brain, so, kids, take to the hills for shelter, and expect a breaking point around the 1st of the month. Sometime in July things should take a positive, sunny outlook, and seem fine for around 2 weeks before the depression takes hold. Expect phonecalls peoples.

In science news: I can't add.

In work news: I have to go to the bathroom. I like coffee. My barista was absent this morning.

In diet news: Yesterday I ate a dorito sandwich...that is NOT good.

THIS IS THE BEST DOG EVER!!! (All other dogs are awesome too, but I'm biased. He's my love child.)

I have lost, get this bitches, 18 pounds. HAhahaha! I will keep this going and by Lil' Bob's wedding day, September 10th? (I should find that out), I will have to have my dress taken in. That's right, I said it: TAKEN IN!

I still look smooshy. Damn belly fat. My butt looks awesome though.

The Thesis Defense was very interesting, I hope mine goes so smoothly. I told her that hers was better written than many I've seen at the Master's level (ya'lls selves excluded, of course). She rocked the casbah.

Am still working on the Romance, and have started chapter 3 with some gaps still glaring at me from chapter 2. I should get those filled in this week. Where is it going now? I dunno. All that's there so far is Winter waking up on Ben's couch. What's gonna happen??? (For ya'll who haven't read my shite, Ben is not the love interest.)

Lastly, and painfully, I have that freaking Graviation song stuck in my head. It hurtzes. "Don't forget smile again."
I am rereading Fake, and there is no news on the delivery of my purchased copy of the dvd. SO...I have requested it from NetFlix, and NO, Rabbit, they do not have LEVEL-C at Netflix, apparently it is too naughty (they don't have gravitation either). To sum up, FAKE on it's way wednesday from Netflix, and on back order in Tokyo from Animenation.

What else...the sammy idea was dumb. We will be on the lookout for a free dog, but will not actively pursue dog ownerdom: Bruce came from Jesus because I prayed real hard for a fuzzy dog of my own, so...(am I kidding, you don't know...stop judging me!) we figure that karma will send us a dog when we really need one. And I don't want a damned chihuahua (although I will taunt yours Rabbit, "You want a taco, doggy? mmmm...taco.").

Roy is busy now applying for the KAC grant, and is meeting with the coordinator tommorrow, I am working on crazy theses at the grad college, and B is pouting like I took his pig nose (which I did not). Now, I have to go rassle my dog, and help Roy out with some paperwork. So, vaya con huevos.

I love my doggums. He even smells good: good and stinky! Bruce rules, but Bruce is sad, I think. I think that Bruce, much like Roy, needs a friend. So, Roy and I are considering getting a dog for our dog. We need to let him know that it's a big reponsibility though, and that he'll be the primary caregiver for this new dog.

Joking aside, Bruce is in need of a friend. And now we aren't sure what to do. If we get a new doggums, then when we go to visit my parents there will be a freaking herd of dogs (5) in the house. The other option is to adopt Sammy, the pig in heels. She is already ours, kind of (meaning that Nonna Doo sd "When Alex goes, you're freaking taking that idiot dog. I don't even like to look at her she's so dumb." : Alex is getting to be an old girl, and Mattie is Robin's dog, so no one loves the Sammy, and we are supposed to take her. The problem with Sammy:
1. She is very intense. (Manson Lamps)
2. Although she likes Bruce, she isn't in like with him...she will miss bear fighting with Alex and Mattie.
3. She's used to a fenced in yard, and she likes to escape (I refer those of you who know to the great bank heist Sammy pulled in 2004, and the assault on the Fire Station), she's a freaking houdini. Likewise, she's an ass on a leash, she could pull my arm off in no time.
4. Supreme bed hog.
5. Kinda dumb.
The goods about Sammy:
1. Very, very cuddly.
2. A big dog (pig in heels), but not a huge dog. She weighs like 65 pounds or so.
3. Loud and protective. So, I could walk Sammy and Bruce at night.
4. Already gets along with Bruce.
5. Hilariously dumb...hijinx ensue.
Ah, the dilemma.

My past month, for those of you who are keeping tabs...there's like two of you, I talk to you every other day, so, really, it's just like the LOST recap that just aired; you watched it once, here are the highlights (lowlights).

1. Job is good. I like my job a lot. I work too fast. I type like rabbits hump (heh...rabbit). I have not had a regular schedule of waking/sleeping for nearly 8 years(this is the life of an unfocused, undisciplined, insomniac), and it's taking a lot longer to get used to than I expected. Here I am on week three of my easy peasy (up at 8:30, at work by 10, home again by 2ish), and it really seems difficult. Yes, I realize that this is nothing. Yes, you may make fun of me. Understand though that it has been a long time (since I was an undergrad) since I've had any structure to my days whatsoever. Structure is good. Where does all this time come from? I mean, I work, I come home and it's still only 2 something...WOW! And there's nothing to do...no grading, no planning, no required reading, no homework...I have been reading like a crazy person. My biggest obstacle now, is motivating myself to fill this extra time with useful things, rather than bad television. I will say, the structure thing is getting easier each week, by Friday I'm still fried though. The job thing is sweet.

2. Where is everyone going? You mass exodusers, I see how it is, everybody off to new and exciting places...Prague, Hattiesburg (well, that's it really, since Rabbit ain't going to Japan). I'm here, drinking a beer (ooh, I might. I just wrote it because it rhymed, but really a beer?....hmmm...I think I will), sad. SAD PITIFUL MANDIE!!!
I will miss you all as you go out in the world. Sad chapter, sad book, look at all the love though.

3. Bruce had a poop butt today, and it was extremely gross. I tricked him into a bath in the sink. While he was damp and jerrycurled, I gived him a haircut too. It's amazing how small he is when his hair's wet. He has a wee face. Now he smells lovely, like a sweet tart. Yes, he hates it.

4. Roy is a horrible sick person, with a gross little kid funk all over him. He goes to Athens, lives at Dave's and comes back with some sort of gunky rash all over his everything (except that...pervs! That would be extra grody!). And he has a bad head cold. I sent him to the Health Clinic, they say, "you have a gross little kid funk, it'll go away." Pickarhinosaurus Rosea...or something. He has a pink christmas tree on his belly. Meanwhile (zhooahahaaaa), back at Seeger headquarters, he sleeps a lot and gets grumpy easy.

5. Some girl on Oprah confronted her skinny family because they treat her like shit because she's fat. I wanted to punch her dad in the balls (I might have, if he were a man). WHO CARES? fat/skinny...whatever! It's the stupid people I want to beat with a sock full of oranges. Too bad that isn't a legal punishment for stupidity.

6. I ordered the full set of FAKE on ebay for cheapy cheap...ah boy love. Then I was embarassed to tell anyone. So, in order to get over my embarassement, I will post it on my LJ. YEAH, What chu gonna do? ("pa-pow pow").

7. Movies I have seen:
1. National Treasure...wow, at least they didn't even try for any historical accuracy. Fun though. Me likey.
2. Darkness...holy crap, that should have been scary, except that they forgot they had a plot for a half-hour somewhere in the middle. You get a scary minus.
3. Alone in the Dark...Uh. I give it an I guess. But only because there was a cool camera shot in one of the attack scenes. Look for it. It should have been good.
4. Nausicaa...why doesn't she wear pants? People are dicks. Good movie. And, partially funded by the WWF (that's world wildlife fund, not world wrestling federation...hillbillies!), I can see why.
5. Spirited Away...Dave called while we were watching this, he said he had seen it, and it was "trippy shit." I thought it was beautiful and lovely.
6. The Diary of Ellen Rimbauer and Rose Red (the miniseries)...Someone should stop Steven King. Please. I want my life back.
7. Vampire Hunter D...not bad. not bad at all. Those cartoons are freakin scary.
8. Lemony Snicket's A Series of blah diddy blah...very cute for kids and mandies. "I don't speak monkey." Sunny reminds me of my sister, only she used to bite me (mostly).
9. Star Wars 1...holy bad dialog and I hate that fucking kid. I think of this as a racist Home Alone in space, minus Macauly Caulkin's sleepy kid face. "Did I blow up the evil space ship? Oopsie!" I blow you up starwars...and I will not see your movies until they show up on TV (which is where this one was.) I wait in line for no movie...except maybe a few horror movies, but that's it dammit.
10. I'll update you on the Inuyasha movie later po tater.

That's all fer now touchy pantz.