Yada @ MindSay

...but I did stay in a Holiday Inn Express last night. Well... Just a Holiday Inn. In a room six stories above the International Boulevard in Atlanta!! (Josh has a conference thing.) I have to ride the elevator ALL of the way up here. If I see a staircase -heck with it!!- I'm taking it. I'm a little soggy anyway. It wouldn't hurt any... It's not even worth it. We don't even have a nice view (well... is there ever a nice view in the city...?). Looking out the window all there is really to see is CNN's headquarters and a handful of boring skyscrapers. Well... the Phillips Arena is across the way with a ibig clock... Ok. I just left a nice forehead print on the window.

Anyway...

Have I ever mentioned that I hate hotels? If I haven't then -NEWS: FLASH- I hate hotels. I don't care how "clean" they appear they are still disgusting. I'm afraid of every surface. People germs. Eww. And the wrongI kind of people germs, if you know what I mean. We all know what people do in hotels. Well, I know what I do in hotels (ahem!) and if I were a guest staying in a room after me knowing what I've done... then you couldn't get me to enter the hotel let alone sleep in the bed!! Right now I'm sitting on the AC in the corner. The air is blowing on my legs but it's the lesser of two evils. I figure if people happened to do the nasty in here this would be the most awkward place to do it. It would be hard to cram themselves in here, let alone with company. Chances are this is clean. Ok. I don't need to think about people's nastiness germs.

Enough.

My mood of hotels was not improved this morning with discovery that I forgot my shampoo. I was going to steal Josh's but he apparently left his as well. Ugh. I was forced to use the hotel shampoo. Mint shampoo. Tell me, please, who uses mint shampoo? Mint? This is a new one to me. Now, instead of smelling like Herbal Essence Pin Straight Shampoo I smell something like a candy cane. It doesn't help that my rosy cheeks and white shirt help me to resemble one...

Well... I'm chatting it up on yahoo. I can't do two things at once so... Adios!!

hey whats up people. i guess i am hanging around  this world for a lil more. anyway i havent been on in ten or so days (sorry for your loss folx). well i am trying to do the best i can with finding a job so i can have some money while school starts up again very soon. i guess i am looking forward to it, only because i do nothing with my time, all dam day. i lock myself in a room and watch the teli, no freinds, or social contact exept for a very special, dear person, but otherwise i am as apathetic, imobile, and slow as a turtle. whatever thats what depression is...a attenuation of our true mode of experssion. does anybody want to be buddies with an aloof, stoic, negative creep like me? i think i will post some of my thoughts and poetic sentiments in a few days or so, but untill then...keep in touch.

So, here I am in this website.  I am supposed to "blog." . . . How fun.  I was supposed to get in here and see what this one blogger said because it was rude.  Hmmm. . . I don't think I care.  Sticks and stones and all that. . . yada yada yada.  Life is too short to worry about rude behavior.  It is all about how you take it.  Why give someone power over you?  The power is in the attitude that this rude person is really so insignificant. Their behavior is a reflection of the powerlessness and insignificance that they themselves feel.  Let them continue to be insignificant.  That is all I have to say.         

so here i am writin about nothing once again, i miss grey and jackson...yada yada yada, i know every one is sick of me saying that, but i do miss them hard core, but on the brite side i got to hang out with bryan and sarah last night and that was fun. but i still feel like i am missing something...i dont know, maybe im going crazy, thats probibly all it is.  

On tuesday, I said I'd talk about my four-year plan. Well, I guess, here it goes. "LOve lifts us up where we belong. Throw our lives away for one happy day. love makes us out like we were fools." Sorry Tangent. Tashey is happy.
Okay, in Seminar, we were discussing our four year plans and well, I had mine out on my desk. Okay, so Sc. walks in. He comes over to my desk and just picks up my printed copy and starts reading. I said "it's enough to keep me busy." He started asking me about my teachers and such and I answered as best I could. His eyes definately bugged a bit when he read how many transfer hours I got. LALALA. He was so "proud" of his transfer credits the day he showed us how to do a four year plan. HAHA. it was kinda cool.
On Wednesday, on the way back from bowling, Di made some sort of comment about me drinking soymilk. He said What? as he looked into the rearview mirror. it was about time for a tashey comment about keeping eyes on road. Remember he's one of the safer drivers I've traveled with. So we had to say that I was allergic. yada yada yada. It's one of those things Di and I will laugh about forever. Also another comment. "Not to be self-confident or anything, but they were winning the football game before I was forced out." Thus the You're so vain.
On Thursday, I ended up going to dinner with Emily. We walked in and it felt like a blimpie's day. He was eating his first meal. So I ended up talking him for a moment and asking for and recieving a smile. YAY. Beautiful. Then Tashey became girly, giggling and tossing hair and such. I apoligized to Em but hey, I'm glad Di wasn't there because I made her to promise to slap me if I ever did that. I'm a horrible liar and it is so hard not to tell Di that I really, really, really, really, really, really care for him. I told her I acted girly last night but I couldn't tell her who over. I had to lie. I feel bad but I can't tell her. Although she's starting to say North Dakota just like me... and yah know as well. HAHAHa evil laugh. I guess that's another thing that bothered Kervin--the way I said, yah know. I guess when Di said that I was sarcastic and said maybe I should make fun of his accent. It's not something I do intentionally but It is something I'll keep. I like my "Norh Dakoota" it works for me. and Di now realizes it isn't something you have control over. It just comes out. Even though my computer blue screened again and I lost almost everything, I had fun last night, especailly writing that very interesting poem, if I do say so myself. I'm running late this morning but I really don't care. They probably won't have any work for me anyways. Well, Laterz.