Huh.

Britney Spears has confirmed she's pregnant with her 3rd child but she hasn't even had the 2nd one yet.

If I could save time in a bottle.

I was gonna post my 5 favorite actresses. That's not gonna happen. Primarily because I'm busy, and I can't think of 5 that I even like. Uma Thurman is good, Penelope Cruz is good in a few movies .. but that's about as far as I get. There's some I *like* ... like, say Kirsten Dunst or Drew Barrymore, but I wouldn't go so far to say they are my favorite.

Anyway.

I had to buy 9 books for fall quarter! Only 4 have yet to arrive. I hope the others hurry because the quarter is coming soon. I would have needed 11 books but luckily two cool people let me borrow ones they had already bought and used in the past. I appreciate that.

It's scary to think about how much reading will be involved with 11 textbooks. But I guess since I'm just 3 credits away from being a junior, that doesn't mean my classes will be getting easier, huh?

It's scary to think about fall quarter at all. I'm taking 16 credit hours and they are all textbook-based classes (no major art projects or computer work, which is *sometimes* a nice escape from reading.) I'm still the editor of the English & Humanities newsletter and the bosses are already riding my ass about a target date deadline for fall (we haven't even finished the summer issue yet.) I'm still the news writer in the communications office for 15 hours a week, and I work another night/weekend job 30+ hours a week. There will be some days where I'll leave early in the morning and won't get home until after 11pm, starting as soon as next week =(

*sigh* If you do the math, that's like working 2 full time jobs. It's 61+ hours per week of working at my jobs and sitting in classrooms. That's not counting study time, sleep time, Paulie time, family time, lunchtime, dinner time, and just plain old ME time.

I have way too many irons in the fire. Something's gotta give.

I might continue on with the top 5 thing later, if I have time. Haha. Stay tuned.

It's gonna be a top 5 week.

.. you know that I really love movies. If you've been paying *really* close attention, you even know my favorites or could probably pretty well guess which ones I like.

Anyway, I thought I'd take this week and make it a top 5 week. I'll kick it off with showing my top 5 favorite actors.

So, without further adieux, here are my top 5 favorite actors, in no particular order. They don't really need an introduction .. but just in case you're uninformed or live under some sort of movie-avoiding-rock, it's Christoper Walken, Nicholas Cage, Steve Buscemi, John Travolta, and Samuel L. Jackson.

Three of them appear together in my all-time favorite movie, can you guess it? If you've been paying attention, you should already know.

All 5 (plus the honorable mention) should run for President in 2008. I would totally vote for them. ANY of them. However, it's Walken who is rumored to run in the next election. Fine by me! =D The world would probably be a much better place if he were in charge.

Tomorrow, I'll (try to) tackle favorite actresses, if I have time.







Honorable mention: Al Pacino.

Feel free to participate in your own top 5 week.

Hmm.

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I just had a magnificent experience ..

.. in the shower! with a shampoo!

This is by far the BEST stuff I've ever used!

I loooooooove it.

I just decided to try it tonight so I bought a bottle of it and the matching conditioner. As you can see, they come in cute, funky, curvy purple bottles with captions on the back that say things like:

Use Me: Massage my creaminess in. Feel it hug your curves. Rinse out. Got spring fever yet?

and on the front label:

I'm deliciously bent, and your hair is too.

It even has silly but interesting trivia on the label!

Way more exhilirating than your drab, "Lather. Rinse. Repeat."

Anyway, it's SO nice .. and the french lavender and jade extracts make your hair smell SO good.

And it comes in a whole array of different types, and they all come in really cute, colorful bottles and have quirky names, like Drama Clean, None of Your Frizziness, and Hello Hydration.

Now I know why that girl on the commercials screams, "YES! YESSSSS! YESSSSSSSSSS!"

=D

* * *

On a completely different note, I'm done with summer quarter. *sigh* I'm SO glad. It was a rough quarter and I only took 2 classes!

What was really cool today is I was walking out of my art history final and I heard my favorite-ever professor tell some students who were still sitting in the room, "Isn't she just so nice? I just love her!"

I was happy =) and it was a great thing to hear after a rough week.

He also gave me this neat little French vintage art magnet, for no reason at all. Just handed it to me and said, "Here, I brought this for you." He's always full of surprises. Another day he gave us all rain ponchos, and he gave a another girl in the class a funky necklace he found at a flea market.

I asked him just before my accident (the day I took my nasty spill down the stairs) if he would mind adopting me because I needed some Grandpa Guidance (because he was telling a story about his granddaughter) .. and his face lit up and he said, "SURE!" Then shortly after I fell, as he gave me his first-aid kit, he said, "I realize I just adopted you, but I have not had time to put you on my insurance yet. Sorry." haha =D

This was a junior-level art history and we sat around talking a lot, one day we had cake, another day we made stamps out of potatoes, and we went on a scavenger hunt. Most professors would die if they were to ever do anything fun like that.

In a town where the Skank Factor is so thick you can smell it, it's nice when there are still a select few who can just tickle your heart and make learning fun.

Sculpey!

If you ever have to sculpt something for any reason, forget regular clay or Play-Dough. Use this polymer clay called Sculpey, which you can buy at just about any hobby shop or art supply store. It's great.

You just sculpt whatever you want and then bake it right in your oven til it's ready.

You can mix glitter in it, paint it after it hardens, detail it with toothpicks or paperclips, whatever. It's really cool!

It's also a nice workout for the hands to knead it into whatever shape you want.

I made several items for my art history final project: a flower, a butterfly stamp and a pair of hugging Buddhas.

At around $2 a pack it comes in a whole array of colors so the possibilites for cool creations are endless. The instructions even say you'll wake up in the middle of the night with ideas and want to sculpt right then but I'm not sure I agree with that. However, I guarantee I'll use it again for future art projects and maybe even just because.

Help me tie up the ends of a dream.

Let's get something straight right now. I HATE country music. Bad country music, that is.

Although rap and hip-hop are my favorites, you can give me Willie, Waylon, and Johnny any day and I'll be happy..

However, there some exceptions to this rule.

I work with some people who love country music and listen to it while we're working and this song is growing on me. It isn't enough to read the lyrics though, so go listen to it and even watch the video ... which is especially heart-rending in a happy way.

Would you go with me if we rolled down streets of fire
Would you hold on to me tighter as the summer sun got higher
If we roll from town to town and never shut it down

Would you go with me if we were lost in fields of clover
Would we walk even closer until the trip was over
And would it be okay if I didn't know the way

If I gave you my hand would you take it
And make me the happiest man in the world
If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl
Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea
Let me know if you're really a dream
I love you so, so would you go with me

Would you go with me if we rode the clouds together
Could you not look down forever
If you were lighter than a feather
Oh, and if I set you free, would you go with me

If I gave you my hand would you take it
And make me the happiest man in the world
If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl
Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea
Help me tie up the ends of a dream
I gotta know, would you go with me
I love you so, so would you go with me

-Josh Turner

I've seen Suri Cruise too.

Here she is! Unlike Penelope Cruz and Jada Pinkett Smith, I remembered my camera for the event.

Cruz & Smith are both obviously liars, because Suri is not the most beautiful baby ever.

This is what you look like when your parent is a freaky-deaky scientologist who keeps you hidden from sunlight since you were born. Just look at those pupils. Geesh. Poor kid.

So sorry, Suri.

Stray kitty.

This is the stray kitty I've been feeding for about a week.

Today I let him (or her, haven't figured that out yet) inside for a little while.

and he walked on my keyboard and typed things to Paulie on msn like:
Stef says:
pp0-------------------------------------------------------------------------========edsss45reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerd
xfccccs````````````````````````````````````fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff
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fffffff

My thoughts on Paris Hilton.

I think she's a nasty, disgusting, diseased whore with 0% talent and needs to be stopped ... needs to never sing again, and needs to get that lazy eye fixed so she can pose more than one way in her pictures and not that retarded tilted-head-tucked-chin-from-the-side drugged up stare she gives EVERY camera that points her way. Or better yet, she could just die so we don't have to see her again at all.

If I hear her song on the radio one more time I'm going to shoot my radio or a disc jockey one.

I'd take that yodeling bitch Shakira's song over her anyday.

That is all.

Why bother ..

because there is nothing happy on this list anymore.

I really can't remember the last time news headlines were happy.

Were they ever? Are they meant to be? It seemed like maybe they were when I was little ..

but maybe I just didn't know what the fuck was going on and they were just as bad then as they are now.

My earliest memory was when gasoline was 96 cents a gallon and my Papaw would tell me, on our trip to the grocery store, "Gas is going up another three pennies tomorrow .. " I didn't know what that meant when I was 5, but I do now. I know all too well. The only difference is, the pennies turned into dollars too quickly ..

Interesting times.

Why don't Catholics kill Christians? My philosophy professor raised that question in class Tuesday night and I had never thought of it that way, but .. yeah .. why don't they? Can you imagine what our lives would be like if they did? Why can some religions co-exist and some just can't? My professor had no answer for this. I have no answer for this.

Does anyone have an answer for this?

I'm guessing no.

My philosophy class is showing me where I stand on some very important issues .. ones that I didn't know where I stood before.

It's always wrong to put your hands on another person in a violent way, no matter who you are, who they are, and what information they may have that you might need.

There are peaceful resolutions to everything .. and that isn't absurd, and it isn't out of reach, and it isn't a tree-hugging liberal view of the world. Everyone on this planet is born with the desire to achieve happiness. Happiness cannot be achieved through fighting and violence.

The problem is, everyone has a different view of what happiness is. Some views are wholesome and healthy, some are askew, and some are downright insane.

I feed a homeless cat everyday while I wish I could feed millions of homeless animals.

If it weren't for my landlords saying "no pets," I would probably already have 2 or 3 sleeping on my pillow with me at night that I just couldn't help rescue from the mean streets.

I know deep down I can't carry the weight of the world on my shoulders .. I can't save the world.

But I can do the little things .. every day.

Everyone can do the little things.

It doesn't hurt to wish for it all to get better.

Phi Eta Sigma.

I got a letter from my university saying I was eligible to join Phi Eta Sigma, the national honor society for college students.

The induction ceremony will be in April of next year.

Paulie and I thought it was kinda funny to call it "Phi Eta Smegma."

It was all fun and games until we actually googled 'smegma' to see what it really was.

*PUKE*

We had a general idea, but now that we've seen it in the flesh (no pun intended) ..

no more Phi Eta Smegma jokes.

Jackpot!

I found a whole arsenal of chamomile tea in my kitchen cabinet tonight .. I guess I had put it there once and forgot all about it.

I see better sleep in my future!

My bruises are nearly solid black now and I'm not limping anymore ... and no more crawling up and sliding down the stairs.

My toe, however, is all sorts of disgusting and still very sore. I managed to get the polish off so now I can see the damage and it sucks. I'll spare the gory details but I'm guessing the nail will either quit growing completely or fall off.

I would photograph but I don't want to make anyone sick.

Do you love my new header for my blog?

Wonderful Paulie made it for me, andI love it! There's Tokyo in the background .. doesn't that look like a cool place to be? =D

Absolutely nothing.

War.

Like the old song says, what is it good for?

Absolutely nothing, indeed.

I ran across this website full of photos of what's really going on in Lebanon.

Do NOT go to that site if you cannot handle it. It's not for the weak.

I don't have tv, so I don't know if this is what they are showing on the news or not. Dead babies? The bodies of civilians ripped to shreds? Let's not even get started on the animal suffering, which hurts my heart to no end.

I interviewed a professor this week who has just returned from a month long trip to Lebanon (where years ago he attended college), and he met with officials to discuss the happenings. He's Armenian and very opposed to what is going on. On Tuesday evening at 7pm he's going to give a lecture on campus as to what's actually happening so that people can understand it all in layman's terms. I would love to attend but I have class that evening unfortunately, a class I cannot afford to miss.

I may not understand all that's going on, but I do know deep down that it is wrong.

No matter what religion, what creed, what walk of life you might be from, it's WRONG.

I want to know what world leaders would put their own children or families in this type of situation. The Bush twins? I think not. Tony Blair's spawn? I'm sure he wouldn't approve of that.

When the only countries approving of this atrocity are Israel, England, and the United States, that is very frightening.

I spoke to my Philosophy professor about this and he gave the analogy, "Can you imagine if Canada suddenly had these weapons set up and attacked us with this type of force? What would we do? *Could* that ever happen?" He said it couldn't, but what if it did?

What if someday, everyone became such enemies as this?

I want this to end.

I don't care if you are protozoa or have climbed your way to the top of the food chain.

This isn't the way living beings should treat each other.

This isn't what life is about.

I hurt all over.

I have a whole new kind of respect for disabled people.

Last night I couldn't climb my own stairs or even bend to sit down and soak in my bathtub.

I sat and slid one by one down the stairs (which I'm sure looked so stupid, but luckily nobody saw), and then crawled back up them.

Tonight I limped around all night at work and found my knee buckling a lot.

I'm going to try really hard to sit in the tub tonight so I can soak in some epsom salt.

My bruises have gone from purple to almost black, so at least I guess they are healing.

But my toe .. holy shit, it hurts so bad!

I can't stand to hardly think about it for very long let alone look at it or touch it. It's going to be a few days before I can deal with it properly I think.

*UPDATE*

Ahhh. I made it into the bath. Epsom salt is heaven! That stuff works gooooooood.

Because I can.

Feel free to copy and use on your own blog. People love reading this kind of stuff .. why? I dunno.

1. What time did you really get up this morning? Alarm was set for 7 but I didn't get up til 9 a.m.

2. Diamonds or pearls? Neither. I'm not big into jewelry unless it's the stuff from like Claire's or something. I lose things too easily.

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Ice Age 2

4. What is your favorite T.V. show? Hell's Kitchen and Prison Break

5. What did you have for breakfast? a few spoonfuls of yogurt, a swig of milk, and a piece of string cheese. I was too rushed to have cereal, my usual.

6.What is your middle name? Renee.

7. What is your favorite cuisine? Middle Eastern (falafel), Chinese, or Mexican. Actually, I never really met a cuisine I didn't like.

8. What foods do you dislike? I'm not into red meat.

9. What is your favorite Potato chip? Salt & Vinegar.

10. What is your favorite tape/DVD at the moment? At the moment, Walk the Line. Of all time, Pulp Fiction.

11. What kind of car do you drive? 2000 Chevrolet Metro.

12. What is your favorite sandwich? Veggie Delite from Subway.

13. What characteristics do you despise? Intolerance, lying, stupidity.

14. Favorite item of clothing? Anything comfy .. tshirts, yoga pants, boxer shorts ..

15. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you be ? I can only pick one? hmmm, Tokyo.

16. What color is your bathroom? Hmm, it doesn't really have its own color yet. I intend to work on that later.

17. Favorite brand of clothing? I'm not really brand-conscious ..

18. Where would you want to retire to? Costa Rica.

19. Favorite time of day? I'm a night person.

20. Where were you born? Augusta, GA.

21. Favorite sport to watch? Baseball, or football with Paulie, or as we call it "soccer."

22. Who do you least expect to send this back? This isn't by email, but feel free to use it anyway. I don't care.

23. Person you expect to send it back first? See answer to #22.

24. What type of detergent do you use? Purex.

25. Coke or Pepsi? Coke.

26. Are you a morning person or night owl? Night owl.

27. What size shoe do you wear? 9.5

28. Do you have pets? Not right now.

29. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share with everybody? Hmm, I fell and busted my ass yesterday and I have the biggest bruise ever on my upper right thigh. It's like softball sized. It hurts.

30. What did you want to be when you were little? A majorette. Yeah, I had big dreams.

31. Favorite Candy Bar? Don't really have one ..

32. What's your best childhood memory? hmm. My Papaw.

33. What are the different jobs you have had in your life? jesus, where shall we start. I think I published a post about it here if you really want to know.

34. What color underwear are you wearing? Orange. But don't worry, it's a nice shade, not a oh-my-god-how-ugly shade.

35. Nicknames: Stef, moopie, poopie, booey, baby, sweetie (those are only from Paulie =D)

36. Piercing? Ears.

37. Eye color? Blue.

38. Ever been to Africa? Not yet.

39. Ever been toilet papered? Hellz no.

40. Ever Loved someone so much it made you cry? Sure.

41. Been in a car accident? I have.

42. Croutons or bacon bits? Both.

43. Favorite day of the week? Any day where I can sleep in.

44. Favorite restaurant? Depends on where I am .. Applebee's, Blue Danube, the falafel stands in Amsterdam, anything Chinese .. etc.

45. Favorite flower? Sunflowers.

46. Favorite ice cream? Vanilla.

47. Disney or Warner Brothers? I don't really care .. Disney I guess.

48. Favorite fast food restaurant? Subway if I'm being good, KFC if I'm being bad.

49. What color is your bedroom carpet? it's sort of a brown, cream, tan mix.

50. How many times did you fail your driver's test? Almost once, but I started to tear up so the officer gave me one more chance.

51. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail? My Dad.

52. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? I don't have a credit card, and I could never choose just one store. Steve & Barry's, Old Navy, Bath & Body Works, amazon.com, McKay's Used Books in Knoxville .. god, the list could go on and on.

53. What do you do most often when you are bored? Sleep, surf the internet, whatever. I don't really have much time to be bored.

55. Who are you most curious about their responses to this questionnaire? I'm not curious.

56. Last person you went to dinner with? the people that I work with, we went to Bob Evans.

57. Ford or Chevy? Chevy.

58. What are you listening to right now? Paulie =D

59. What person have you learned the most about life from? Myself.

Nice.

I think this is my best score yet on Bookworm.

My bruises must be getting better.

Major Ouch.

I was leaving art history class today and descending a flight of wooden stairs about to leave the building .. and ..

I fell.

The first time I've fallen in quite a long time, not counting those creepy dreams I have that make me jerk back into conciousness.

I didn't just fall because of my own klutziness (for once, last time I fell it was when I worked at Taco Bell .. my ass met a freshly mopped floor and I popped both arms out of socket) .. this time I slipped on some spilled Mt. Dew.

My feet flew out from under me so fast I didn't know what had hit me.

I landed with my left leg bent under my ass, and my flip-flop about 4 stairs behind me.

It took me about 5 minutes to straighten my left leg so I could stand, after I muttered quite a few expletives.

People from my class surrounded me, asking over and over, "Are you ok?!"

A hand reached out to helped me stand ..

I said, "Yes, I just need to walk it off .. "

As I was trying unsuccessfully to walk it off, I noticed blood coming from the top of my flip-flop ..

then, suddenly, a pool of blood .. spilling onto the floor.

Disgustingly, I realized it was coming from my toenail =( I had torn it ...

I immediately started shaking at the sight of the puddle of blood and had to sit down.

I now have a bruise on both buttcheeks, my upper right thigh, behind my right shin, and the top of my left foot is skinned. Three toes on my left foot are scraped, and my left ankle and shin are sore to touch and I'm sure will be black by morning. My toe is bandaged and even though I've cleaned it, I'm terrified to remove my toenail polish and see what's actually happened and where it's torn.

But most of all, it was my pride that was bruised. I felt this huge feeling of shame and embarrassment ..

Why though? It was the spilled Mt. Dew's fault. It wasn't my fault.

There was a nurse in the class who bent to look at my toe up close and personal, which made me extremely uncomfy. That's my toes, y'know? I don't want my classmate all up in my toes .. nurse or not.

and it's strange that everyone saw my blood in a fairly nice sized quantity.

I told everyone thank you (I think, I might've missed a few people but I'll tell them tomorrow), and that we'd make a point in class to marvel at all the pretty bruise colors I develop overnight.

From now on in that particular building, ELEVATOR.

The stairs are this beautiful, nice-to-look-at shiny wood. Slick as fuck and it's impossible to tell when it's wet or dry. I'm not the first person to fall there, and I just am really thankful it wasn't an elderly person or my art history professor that fell, because that would have been so much more detrimental.

Tomorrow the vice-president of the university is supposed to check on me with a phone call, since security came and we had to fill out an incident report and all .. y'know, in case I wanted to sue. Which I would never ..

But I plan to tell him that wooden stairs are a terrible idea. They have no grip and they are so sparkling shiny. Someone could be seriously injured on them, much worse than I was.

I couldn't bear to see that happen.