So...angry

Well, I missed the stupid bus again, because IT DOESN'T STOP THERE! The information line lied to me!!!! We're going to go to City Hall and get a new (and hopefully CORRECT) bus schedule later. What the fuck? Don't they ever update that damn information line? I'm so pissed off. So very VERY pissed off.

Called my mom, hoping she would cheer me up. That was a mistake. Now I just feel like shit. I was trying to be realistic, and she just saw it as pessimism. I guess she's been out of college and the "system" long enough to forget how stupid and slow bureaucracy can be. I probably won't make full time student this term (which is my fault, and I'm sorry. I take responsibility for that. I should have gotten my ass in gear earlier, I KNOW.), but to mom that's "approaching it with the wrong attitude." I love my mom, but sometimes she lives in a happy world with rainbows and sunshine and bunnies, and The World Is A Good Place, and People Are Basically Good, and You Can Do Anything! which is FINE -- I go there too! A lot! -- but sometimes the world doesn't work like that.
Hope mom doesn't read that. I don't think she will though, because www.da.ru is fucking up, and she doesn't have my tripod address. And because she never comes here anyway. No one reads this, I just like talking to myself.

Most of all right now I just feel fucking useless. I made it into what, a whopping three classes this term? And I've already missed two of them? Wow, I'm really contributing a lot to society. Go Lemon.

~Miss Lemon~
What a fucking waste of oxygen I am.
Monday, March 31, 2003


Muah!

Okey dokey, the 800x600 version of the main page should be working...Yay! Othe pages coming...um...soon. Maybe tonight, if I haven't got anything better to do.
Yarg. Class now.

~Miss Lemon~
*Runs out door*


Curses!

Argh. Grr. Argh and Grr!
So I was supposed to start class today. I got up extra early and packed a lunch and had ALL my shit ready to go. Had a nice, relaxing morning with plenty of time to do everything and get ready for class and all that. I'm supposed to go catch the bus at 10:25, but I'm a little anxious and don't want to be late, so I get there at like 10:10 and read for a few minutes. This bus stop though, it's completely empty. No maps, no people, no big section in the street marked "No parking, bus stop" or anything like that. Just this empty little glass box with some benches. Now, the bus map I have has this little sticker on it that says "Effective April 2002." So I think "Crap! What if they've changed the bus schedule?" Well, we live like a block away, so I walk home and call the phone number that's on the pamphlet to double-check the schedule. I get to listen to the happy little automatic voice and push a lot of buttons. Turns out that yes, 5th and Jefferson is still a stop. Yes, it still gets there at 10:25. My watch says 10:21. My watch is fast. It is ALWAYS 5-10 minutes fast to make sure I'm not late for anything. So what do I see as I near the bus stop? That's right: the bus, pulling away. Great fucking way to start the term. So, I missed my first class which I was on the wait list for (read: I'm not getting in). Next class is at 1:00, bus leaves at 12:25. I have some time to kill. Thought I'd whine.
Stupid bus. STUPID FUCKING BUS!!! I NEEDED THOSE CREDITS!!!!!

~Miss Lemon~
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!


Eeep!

Ok, I admit it, the dark scares me. Especially when Chris is out of town and I'm left alone in the house and I can't stop thinking about The Ring. Samara scares the crap out of me. Right now would also be the WORST POSSIBLE TIME for the lightbulb to die. Don't die, little lightbulb! *Whimpers*
Maybe Digi Charat will make me feel better.

~Miss Lemon~
(Hides under blankets and chants "I am a clam, I am a clam...")
Sunday, March 30, 2003


(Insert obligatory header here.)

Have I mentioned that I hate 800x600 resolution? Eww. It's so icky. Get better monitors, you poor 800x600 people!
Anyway, since I pity you, the 800x600 version of the site is currently (and officially) in progress. w00t. But it's making me have to make all my spiffy graphics smaller. Grr.

Chris is in Eugene, our house is clean-ish, and I'm hungry. Time for rice.

~Miss Lemon~
More later. Mmmm....rice.




Meow!

Hello, folks!
Still working on a better version of the site so people with 800x600 can see it...soon, I promise!

Today was GORGEOUS! The only thing that ruined it was this huge swarm of bugs right outside our house so we couldn't open the windows. We need to get some screens. We got some refreshing spring cleaning done (well, not done, more like halfway through. Ish. We're working on it.) The only thing that spoils it is that Chris has to go to Eugene tomorrow for an orthodontist appointment...no good. I missed him soooo much while I was in Boise, and now he has to go again. *pouts* Oh well, I get to see him all the time, so I shouldn't be so greedy.

Skooma has shredded a TON of cardboard. I'm not even kidding. We gave her one of those 12 pack soda can boxes and it took her about 4 days to render it unto dust. She just burrows under the cardboard shreds and sleeps all day. Lazy gerbil.

~Miss Lemon~
Time to play Starcraft. Booya.
Saturday, March 29, 2003


Groovy

Back in Corvallis, friends with Austin again (isn't it lovely how you can be so pissed off at your brother, and then it's ok because he's your bro? Love that.)
Not much else. Took a quiz.


YELLOW



You are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding.




Find out your color at Stvlive.com!




~Miss Lemon~
Whee.
Friday, March 28, 2003


*Special Note*

Since being in Boise I've had the opportunity to view the website on my parents' shitty-ass computers and see how HORRIBLY GOD-AWFUL it is on low resolution. After suffering through this I have resolved to resolve (heh heh) this problem IMMEDIATELY, because DEAR GOD it's awful. That is all.

~Miss Lemon~
"Catch this marmoset!"
Tuesday, March 25, 2003


Grrr.

Hello from Boise, land of a thousand...well, not delights, because it's boring. I miss Corvallis.

Ok, so I love my brother, but sometimes I just want to kick his ass. Like we were on our way home from Foul Puppets tonight, and I was trying to make him be careful while he was driving, but he wouldn't listen. So I got all pissed off and told him to drop me off. Now he's out again because he had to take Jesse home. The problem is:

A. It's raining.
B. He really hasn't had that much driving experience.
C. One headlight on the van is out, so he MIGHT get pulled over.
D. He's not on the insurance.

Be sensible. Gah.
Well, sounds like he made it home ok (he just pulled in). Still, I wish he'd listen to me. He knows I have enough respect for him to tell him shit straight. I guess he also knows I worry about him a ton, since I AM his big sister. But fuck, dude, give me the benefit of the doubt sometimes, you jackass. The least you could do is reassure me a little and say, you know, "Thanks Katie, I'll make sure to be careful." I listen to your opinions all the fuckin' time because I love you and I respect you, and then you go and blow me off like I'm Mom or Dad instead of your sister for christ sakes. I thought we were friends. I thought we were equals. I thought that if I had a concern about something you'd listen. I guess I was wrong. I know I worry to much, but maybe sometimes it's justified, man. Or if it isn't, you could at least let me know that you're listening and taking what I say into consideration. Fuckin' a.

~Miss Lemon~
Foul puppets was good though. Apathy man was cute.


YESSS!!

I thought I was going to end up as Marla, but no way! YAAAAAAAY! TYLER ROCKS!


I am Tyler Durden from Fight Club.
Take the "Which Chuck character am I? Quiz"

~Miss Lemon~
Explosives! ^_^
Friday, March 21, 2003


Also...

Thought I should mention that I should have the archives working soon (Blogger's archive system can be kind of screwy). When I get them up you should be able to read old posts. Old, boring posts.

~Miss Lemon~
Once again, I'm sure you all care very, very much.


Gaaah.

Have to pack today for Boise. We're leaving for Portland tomorrow, so we can visit Powell's and the zoo before I have to go to the airport. YAAAY! ZOO! I love zoos! They make me a little sad, but I still like them. What else? For those of you who don't know, the poems site isn't up yet, so you'll get an error if you try to click on either one of the roses...I mention it because my groovy Aunt Rhonda visited and made sure the page didn't look too shitty on a Mac. Thanks, Granny Artemis!

Other news: I think it's safe to say I will soon be returning to pink hair-edness. Blonde just annoys me. Chris likes it though. maybe he'll convince me otherwise. Or not. He just said "Overall, I think I like the pink better." The only reason I left it blonde for today was so I could wear this awesome red dress I have...red and pink don't go so well, but red and blonde are ok. I'm sure you all care very, very much.

I'm reading Pern books now, even though we have about fifty thousand library books checked out and I should probably read them first. But Chris stole Cryptonomicon so he could read it again. It's ok. I think I'll like it once I get into it, but I'm not into it yet.

The comic is progressing nicely, ( I have a lot of the plot figured out and written already, just need to draw it, which is the tricky part). Basically it's about a girl named Lemon who is very loosely based on me (except she's much, much cooler and gets to blow things up more), and Cthulu, Elder God of Lovecraft fame. Fun. And bunnies. Don't forget the bunnies.

It will be awhile before any of it is up, however, because of my way of drawing comics. It goes something like this:

Step 1: Draw a panel.
Step 2: Erase and re-draw random bits in said panel (hands, feet, someone's face, etc.).
Step 3: Complain loudly that I can't draw.
Step 4: Try to fix everything I screwed up in the panel when I re-drew it.
Step 5: Complain to Chris that I can't draw, that I'm a horrible artist and will never amount to anything.
Step 6: Completely start over on a new piece of paper.
Step 7: Mess it up horribly.
Step 8: Seethe.
Step 9: Start over again.
Step 10: Finally get something I like.
Step 11: Repeat.

Keep in mind that this still doesn't take into account the scanning and photoshop editing, although both of those are relatively easier than drawing the pictures to my satisfaction in the first place. I am very picky when it comes to something I want to create and show to others. The story is very good so far though ^_^

I've had two Saturday Night Live dreams recently. Not sure why. The first one was a SNL episode where they had a skit making fun of boy bands by impersonating all these old actors who started one. The weird part came when they had someone impersonating Oprah, who started yelling "Unity tuna! Unity tuna!"
The second dream was that this girl I knew from grade school (who I'd completely forgotten, but now remember perfectly) was hosting SNL. Not as weird as the first one, but hey, unity tuna's not for everyone, I guess.

~Miss Lemon~
"Unity Tuna!"


Hooray!

Blogger's working again!

Yarg. I've been reading the news, which I probably shouldn't because it's just depressing me. I hate war. Really hate war. I don't really subscribe to any religion, but I agree with the Dalai Lama when he talks about interconnectednes. Hate breeds hate, war leads to war. I wish people could see that. Maybe Saddam is a jackass. Maybe this war is "necessary" to stop him from becoming another Hitler. The thing about wars is that you rarely get all the facts until years later. Who knows what's really going on behind the scenes of all this? I don't like any of it. I also still think our president is a monkey. War may be good for the economy, but that still doesn't give him any right to sit there grinning.
PEOPLE ARE STUPID!!! ARGH!

~Miss Lemon~
One more time!
I hate America
Wanna move to Canada
La La La.
Wednesday, March 19, 2003


Argh...

Well Blogger's busted...probably something I did, but hopefully it'll work soon...

~Miss Lemon~
Why am I posting an update? It's not posting things anyway....


Quiz time...

Psycho
You're the psychotic grin,and no one can quite tell
if you're insane or just really hyper.You scare
people,and i mean scare them a lot.Kati'd be
friends with you though.You two could have
sleepovers together and make pasta at 4 am.


What Kind of Smile are You?
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Sorrowdweller. You are not overcome by anger nor
happiness. Your emotions are pretty well
balanced, but you do tend to get somewhat
emotional at times leaning towards depression
and saddness. You have your own views of the
world and while you do not see the beauty of
life, you are not completely overwhelmed by
darkness. Live and let live just because.


How Emotional Are You?
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~Miss Lemon~
Maybe I AM a psycho :D
Tuesday, March 18, 2003


Just thought I'd remind you all

Just thought I'd remind you all of THIS.

~Miss Lemon~
I hate America
Wanna move to Canada
La La La.


ARGH! SLACKNESS!

Yes, I'm a slacker. It's official. Stupid registering for classes. Stupid classes, being all filled up. Argh.

~Miss Lemon~
"Sorry Mom, I couldn't register because I'm a lazy slack-bitch."
Yeah. REALLY looking forward to that conversation.


Viva!

Today was a niiiiiiice day. It was gorgeous out, and I got to escape our ant-infested kitchen for awhile. Also, the math test I scheduled got mixed up, so I rescheduled it for Monday. No math test! YAY! On the way home from LBCC, the sun was out, there were flowers and birds everywhere, and I kept seeing all these cool trees, and even a couple of yards with these awesome mushrooms in them. I got home and just sat outside drawing for about an hour until it started to cool down...it was glorious. I love Corvallis. I really, really do, especially in the spring. Summer may be warmer, but spring is still my favorite time of year--all the trees are blooming!

It was EXTRA nice to get out in the sunshine after I found this last night, which awed me once again at the level of stupidity some people can achieve. As you can see from the link, D&D is obviously only for sinners and witches! Oh no! Throw out your dice and burn your DM at the stake!
Honestly.
After reading that I was so upset that Chris & Roman suggested we play Unreal with the Priest skin Chris made. That made me feel better. There's nothing like getting a head shot on a priest to make you feel better about certain stupid, stupid christians.

For those of you who don't actually know me and may be reading this, I am not a closed-minded person. I am not a violent person. I do not hate Christians. I hate closed-minded Christians who believe that "the bible is right because God wrote it, and God exists because he wrote the bible." Come on, people. Be logical! And don't try to convert me, either. The only REAL way ANYONE should be drawn to ANY religion is through personal experience. If someone experiences a great sprirtual revalation that leads them to the Christian church, then so be it. I won't argue with them. But that doesn't make MY experience of God any less valid. Yes, I believe in God. But the way I percieve God is probably different than the way you do. That's just how people are. Don't try to change me because I don't conform EXACTLY to the way you think God "should" be. And leave the athiests and agnostics alone! You're not going to persuade them by sheer force, that's only going to make them fight Christianity more. My boyfriend doesn't believe in God, but I still love him. If he's supposed to believe in God, he will. If he's not, then he won't.

I could go on (and on!) but this rant is already long enough, and I doubt anyone cares enough to read it. If you really want, you can send me hate mail.

~Miss Lemon~
Or if you agree with me, that's good, too.
Friday, March 14, 2003


One more time:

I'm stupid!

~Miss Lemon~
Thought I'd remind you all again.
Thursday, March 13, 2003


EEEWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

Our kitchen is infested with ants! LOTS OF ANTS!!!! THEY WILL TASTE MY RIGHTEOUS SMITING!

(It tastes like ketchup.)

Checked out a Pern audiobook at the library..."The Renegades of Pern." So far it's pretty good. I'll have to read this series now...I avoided it because I read some other book by Anne McCaffrey awhile back and despised it, but now that I think about it, I think that particular book was intended for a younger audience. Anyway, they keep drinking this stuff called "Klah" and it sounded good, so Chris (who has a LOT of Pern books) grabbed his "Dragonlover's Guide to Pern" which apparently has a recipe. So i'm sitting here drinking klah. w00t! It's not bad, except we didn't have some of the ingredients, so I messed with the recipe, but it's basically hot chocolate with some coffee, cinnamon and nutmeg (mine's more coffee than hot chocolate, of course).

More things to add in the ongoing I Am Stupid!!! list:

The other night Roman was supposed to drop by and play Unreal, so OF COURSE Chris and I have to start *ahem*"getting friendly" before he comes over.

Me: Was that a knock?
Chris: I didn't hear anything...

I then got up to turn the light off, peeked out the window, and saw Roman walking away. By the time either of us were in any condition to go after him, he was gone...
We spent the rest of the evening trying to get ahold of him, but to no avail....poor Roman! I hope we didn't scare him off. I feel like an ass. Stupid liking boys. STUUUUPIIIID!!!

Also: I need to get out more. This stupid boy shit always happens when I don't get out enough.

~Miss Lemon~
*sigh*


I am stupid

Yes, yes I just am.

Got filthy drunk on Saturday and made a COMPLETE AND TOTAL ass of myself. As usual.

What happened was we went over to Jessica's because it was her birthday (we brought her a cute little stuffed puppy, which she liked muchly). Then we hung around and watched a movie, and later went down to the OSU store to get things to chase our drinks (which ended up being mostly vodka and jagermeister[spelling?] for me). We then had drinks (and a kickass time while I was there...all the trouble happened later, after we left.) Anyway, we watched some SNL and Jessica, Nancy and I made all the boys close their eyes while we flashed each other (don't really remember WHY). I remember several times I told Chris I'd quit drinking, and then I kept drinking anyway, because I'm a bitch. (This did lead to an amusing quote: Chris: "Katie, I think it's time you admit you have a drinking problem." Katie (drunk): "...Nooooooooooo!"). I don't really think I have a drinking problem...I drink VERY rarely, but I do have trouble STOPPING drinking once I've started. Need to work on that, I know.

Later, we (me, Chris, and Roman) left Jessica's, the boys (who had not had anything to drink) practically carrying me. I don't remember when (or why) I started crying...now that I think about it, I think I remember getting kind of emotional at Jessica's or something. All I really remember from the walk home was crying a lot...we stopped and sat down on a bench, which I punched before being restrained by the boys--my damned knuckles STILL hurt from punching things after we got home, too. (Not people, things. I would never hurt anyone but me.) We finally made it home, and I went to the bathroom. Chris took this opportunity to hide all the sharp things in the house, which was a Good Thing, as later I went looking for sharp things. While I was in the bathroom, however, I took it into my head to light a candle and hold my hand over it, until Chris made me unlock the door. This part gets kind of blurry...mostly I remember crying a lot and saying I was unhappy and missed Boise, pestering Roman as to why he didn't have a girlfriend since he was such a cutie (yes, with my boyfriend right there), and just generally being stupid and depressed and STUPID. Then I threw up and made the boys tell me jokes until I calmed down and passed out on the floor.

The next day (Sunday) I was ill. I was SO. FUCKING. ILL. I couldn't keep any food (or liquid) down all day, and I was exhausted and surly. Roman came by in the evening just as I was able to eat again, and we all had lemon chicken and some mashed potatoes. My throat hurt from throwing up so much, but it was good to be able to eat again. We played Heroes until I decided I was too tired, and then we watched a Star Trek movie.

Today my body feels better, but I'm so very, VERY pissed off at myself for making such a complete and TOTAL ass of myself. ARGH. I don't know why Chris puts up with me...I pull such stupid shit, and now it feels like everyone's going to know I'm a psycho...I know that's not true. Neither Roman nor Chris will say anything because they're both nicer to me than I deserve, but....it still feels like everyone knows. And I never wanted Roman to know I'm a psycho...now I feel bad. And stupid. Really, really damn stupid.

Chris is still keeping all the sharp things locked up until I'm a little happier...probably a good idea, since I don't really want to Be Good right now...and until I quit being mad at myself (and quit being STUPID!) then it's probably for the best. I just feel like such a burden...I hate it when Chris is forced to watch out for me like this. Sometimes I wonder if I should go back to Boise just so he wouldn't have to put up with all the shit I dump on him. I'm such a fucking bitch.

~Miss Lemon~
BIIIIIIIITCH!!!
Monday, March 10, 2003


Yay!

They work now! Now I just have to get them to stay that way...and make pages for them to actually GO to ^_^;;

~Miss Lemon~
Come on, keep working....
Thursday, March 06, 2003


Hmm...

Well, the mouseovers were working for like 2 seconds...then I had to go and fiddle with the html again...damn

~Miss Lemon~
WORK!!!


Stuff!

Well, the site layout's still on the fritz...I can't make the mouseovers work properly. Hopefully I'll have that fixed soon...then I'll be able to actually get to work on the other pages ^_^;;
Also: Chris gave me his webcam! So now I get to have that instead of taking pictures and posting them like a pretend webcam. W00t! Granted, the camera was probably better quality. Meh.
Roman and Jessica came over last night, and Jess wouldn't quit poking Roman. He got very VERY annoyed...I don't think I've ever seen him that angry...normally he's...well, not laid-back, because he's ROMAN, and he's always jumpy (which is probably what makes him fun to poke: he jumps) but he doesn't usually get annoyed like that. He puts up with me poking him because I back off when he starts to get annoyed but Jessica just didn't quit. I don't like to see friends fighting, it makes me very uncomfortable. I guess that's true for everyone though--no one likes friends to fight. Anyway, it sucks because now Roman probably won't come to Jessica's birthday party with us, and I'm not going to know anyone. Plus, it's fun to go do stuff with Roman--he's a nice guy. He is very high-strung though. He needs to relax a little bit. And he's a cutie, which is probably another reason Jessica likes to poke him ^_^ (yes, me too ^^;; gonna make Chris jealous)
Ah well, at least the party will have drinks. WOO! Drinks!
Hopefully not just beer though...icky!

~Miss Lemon~
*Please have margaritas, please have margaritas, please have margaritas...*


 

 
 

Cam pops up.

Feeling: Cranky.
Eating: Scone thing.
Reading: "God-Emperor of Dune" by Frank Herbert
Listening to: My Digital Illustration teacher (Mr. Thompson)
Playing: Nothing
Arch-nemesis: Mornings
Currently Preferring: Computers over PEOPLE.
craving: Salad & Coffee




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