1. tomorrow is liz’s chorus concert, so my mom is driving me home to see it. and then i get the car for the rest of the week. and yes, i remembered to get a parking pass this time, no more tickets for me.

2. i bought demetri martin’s cd, “these are jokes,” on itunes today. it is AWESOME. best ten bucks i’ve spent in awhile.

When they were naming the vitamins they must have thought that there were way more vitamins than there ended up being. They were like:
     ”Okay, let’s start at the top.”
     ”Vitamin A.”
     ”Keep going.”
     ”Vitamin B.”
     ”Okay slow down, we’ve got a lot to cover.”
    “B2. B3. B4, B5, B6, B12.”
Then they got to E and they were like:
     ”Aw crap. We’re pretty much done. We got all those B’s. Let’s skip to K and get the hell out of here.

every one of his jokes is gold, i swear.

3. the semester is over in FOUR days (that includes the weekend). omg then finals. omg then winter break (all 4 weeks of it!).

4. i get to work at afterschool on december 18-21! i’m so excited to go back. man i miss working there. and the week after that is the december recess camp, my most favorite of the recess camps (and the only one i can work now that i’m in college). i’m assistant director! totally awesome.

this is a pie chart about procrastination.

(omg i love you demetri martin!)

“The director’s job is to direct the fucking play. Welcome to college.”
–Danny, the Theater 100 T.A., on the role of the director

“BOING! BOOOOOOONIGO! BOOINGY!”
–Dr. McLean, the Physics 101 professor, on springs

OMG I’M SUCH A LOSER.

alexa had this bright idea to stick a grape in our microwave. she called it ‘grape plasma.’

it smelled like burning.

and yes, that’s me yelling at the beginning (as per usual). it’s also me saying the totally loser stuff throughout. seriously, i can never shut up. this made me realize.

lan: AHHH!
eveyone else: ha ha ha!
lan: is this safe?
lan: it’s… on fire!
alexa: tell me that’s not the coolest thing you ever saw!
lan: that smelled like burning. we’re going to set the friggin’ smoke detectors off!
lan: we better keep this closed.

so… classes were pretty meh. all we really did was go through the syllabus and take notes. today i had anthropology 100, calculus 1, and physics 101. my anthropology teacher explained that all of the class outlines are available online, so that should eliminate the copying off the powerpoint that usually occurs. my calculus teacher has the highest honors a professor can get and is basically the best teacher at our school. and my physics teacher is pretty basic, but he’s funny, sort of.

‘Sort of’ is such a harmless thing to say. Sort of. It’s just a filler. Sort of - it doesn’t really mean anything. But after certain things, sort of means everything. Like ‘I love you, sort of,” “You’re going to live, sort of,” and “It’s a boy, sort of.”
–Demetri Martin

i’m going back to rochester tomorrow for the mc lars concert at waterstreet! i’m psyched!

the other day i was at a red light in winton plaza when i looked over at the car next to me. in the driver’s seat was a man looking straight ahead and wearing that creepy burger king mask. he slowly turned and stared at me, as creepily as possible. i could not stop laughing, and neither could he (i could hear him laughing under that ridiculous mask). he kept staring straight at me until the light turned green. it was possibly the funniest, and strangest thing that’s ever happened to me whilst driving.

which reminds me, i recently re-spray painted the hubcaps of the dentmobile (see this photo my dad took of the process). i did two coats of pink this time, and i additionally did two coats of lacquer, so hopefully they won’t fade this time…

my take on dali’s lobster telephone? obvs a lobster cellphone.

check out this cat macro my dad did. HILARIOUS.

oh, and did i mention that my opt-out form is nil? mrs. o’brien gave it to my gym teacher, and my gym teacher said she couldn’t do anything until the athletic director signed it. i went to see him and explained what was going on, and do you know what he said? “no way would i ever allow that.” turns out the old athletic director, who had allowed stuff like this before, retired at the end of last year. the new director is trying to eliminate the program completely, ergo i cannot opt out. but i’m not upset, i’m actually kind of glad. but this means i won’t be able to help out at the listening post like i hoped i’d be able to.

and today i hung out with kate (it’s been awhile). when i went to go pick her up from another person’s house, i forgot the house number that she had told me when i got on the street. so i drove around looking for a pay phone, and found one on the sidewalk in front of rite aid. so i got out of the car in the parking lot and ran across the snow-covered grass to the payphone. i’d like to mention at this point in the story that i had just taken a shower and my hair was wet, and i didn’t have a coat on, and i forgot to wear socks, and i was wearing pj pants (and not the flannel kind). and then i couldn’t remember kate’s cell phone number, so i called the wrong number once, but luckily it just said the number wasn’t in service. oh, did i mention that i was using a calling card number that requires me to enter 24 digits before it connects? believe it or not, this still doesn’t make me want to get a cell phone, i love when this happens. i’m not even being sarcastic. for realz.

oh, and i got to ring a gong at the japanese resturant we went to for liz’s birthday. it was awesome.

Google Messenger- 1:35 PM

Lizzie: fool
I’m still hungary
me: foo’
you are still a country in europe?
Lizzie: yes
yes i am

ETA: is this flickr photoset not the coolest photo effect you’ve ever seen?

ETA2: i sort of learned how to play pokemon (the card game) today. actually, i sort of learned how to agree with the 2nd grader sitting on my lap when he told me which card/attack to use. so that was fun.

liz and i figured out how to hack each other’s computers with terminal. i choose to only say things, but i have the abilities to do more, but that seems kind of mean. i read it in a magazine, and then i tried it out on liz before we went to bed, i had it say, “good night liz.” so liz instant messages me and is like, “omg, my computron just lyke said ‘hood night liz’ to me!!!!!11!!!11one,” and then she added, “*good.”

classic.

dinah and i went to u of r to watch michael ian black perform, he’s on tv and such, he’s a comedian. it was a pretty funny show, he’s really good at those long pauses accompanied with a straight face, which i adore (i.e. jim halpert). turns out he is dine’s cousin, but security was unreasonably tight after the show, so she couldn’t say hi or anything.

i am SO glad it’s the weekend. icons should be finished tomorrow.

oh, and happy groundhog’s day! phil saw his shadow today, spring’s a-coming!