Enrique and "The Butter"
Friday, November 22, 2002:
So what was with Will and Grace? Really, they can't be getting married, I mean, exactly what is going to happen to the show? My prediction/hope is that "Marvin" or Leo, or whatever his damn name is, suddenly dies of the pure fact that he reminds me of an ugly donkey.
I have no humerous stories today, nothing funny or exciting has happended to me in the past day. Although I was having this weird dream this morning about the show "Amercian Dreams." I happen to like that show, and for some reason, I was dreaming that I was on vacation with them, and the mom and I were talking about our hair, and for some reason, I had to share a bed with the father. Don't know what that was all about, but I woke up to the phone ringing, and realize that it was not part of my dream, but the reality of my life.
As I was watching "Reading Rainbow" today, Jean and I were wondering what Levar Burton was up to. He seems like a nice guy.
Heather // 1:32 PM
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Thursday, November 21, 2002:
Helene and Rank Smelling Slippers
Can you believe it-Helene, the annoying, hyeena-sounding heckling laugh that would come from her, won the the oh-so coveted heart of the beloved bachelor, who, when he kisses, it looks like he has no lips?? This shocking upset sent my roommies and I into mourning over the loss of Brooke-clearly the much better match for him, although you can't blame him for choosing the brunnette, now can we???
As I was sitting on my black metal frame futon, the metal frames digging into my butt, me and the roommies caught a whiff of something rank. It, of course, was the blanket we were using, which happens to be mine. The culprit-rotten milk, most likely. It seems everything I am near these days smells bad. Let me elobrate-I have a lovely pair of hot-pink striped slippers. They have been in my life for years, they make up who I am-they are a "part" of me. I wear them everywhere-to class, Shopko, McDonalds-they have been with me every "step" of the way. My favorite liqour store clerk will occassionally ask where they are if I don't have them on. Such fond memories we have had together. Sometimes, to add to the ensamble, I would add....the "housecoat"-now, this ins't your typical housecoat-it is a blue robe, to be exact. When I would wear the lovely pair out, peole were cruel-they would stare, whisper comments about my beautitul outfit. I liked to yell at thoes people "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT, HAVEN'T YOU EVER SEEN A HOUSECOAT AND SLIPPERS BEFORE?" Ahh...yes...those were the days...BUT, they would all come to an abrupt end...a few weeks ago, after getting a whiff of my slippers while watching tv once again, Shasta suddenly announced it was "time". "Time for what", I cried out in horror??? Apparently, my cover up of febreezing them wasn't working too well. While covering up her nose, Shasta announced her mother worked at a store that could get me a great discount on some nice slipppers. I could hardly beleive it----I was in shock. But, to honor my roommates delicate noses, I have decided to give these "new" slippers a try, to see what adventures may lay ahead for us...to dream new dreams..and to say goodbye to an old memory....
I don't know who reads this, but blobby has given new meaning to my life, I feel like I have found a purpose, my day has meaning. Really, if I have loved a child, if I have inspired someone to "dare" to dream that dream, if I have opened the heart of one person, or if I have saved one piece of cheese from some mouth of another, then I have done my duty as a human being.
Heather // 9:30 AM
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Wednesday, November 20, 2002:
Heather and Batttie Together 4-Eva!
Well, tonite is the big night-I will be gripping my futon in an anxious sweat, wondering, who will it be-Helene or Brooke??? "The Bachelor" has caught my attention, for whatever it is worth.
So I may have to fight the bat that has decided that he is going to live above my room. He likes to live in the false cieling and flap around and make wierd, screeching noises-truly enjoyable for me, I might add. I love cowering in my bed with a blanket over my head, afaid of the possibility of getting rabies if he should decide to swoop down and attack me. I will overcome my fear of the bat, I have a tennis racket and a bowl, that is all I need to fight his mighty self. We shall call him...."battie"
I am anxiously awaiting the birth of Hannah's child, I think that she should name it Enrique-to be "ethnic."
Much to everyone's surprise, I won't be getting my drink on this weekend. I know, I know, but there is just too much to do, and plus, Katie is coming to visit, so I must be ready to get up that morning and actually make it on time without a hangover.
In refrenence to my homey g-funk Clare's "blobby", I will always love Val Kilmer, I truly respect his awesome talented acting abilities, but my love can also be shared with Enrique as well for his, well, hotness and his talent to create such orginal and awe-inspiring songs as "Escape" to which me and my college crew swoon to every Saturday night professing our undying love.(PS ClareBear- $159 Roundtrip to London-you up for it???)
The suspense is over, for I will now reveal the meaning of - "the butter"-it refers to "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter"-a truly wonderful and life-changing experience. I defy you to find something that tastes as delicious.
Also, for a good techno/Sarah McLachlan remix-try "Delerium w/ Paul Oakenfold"-one word------AWESOME.
I wonder if anyone actually reads this crap, although I am glad that the only way I communicate with Clare is through this thang'.
Heather // 1:36 PM
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Tuesday, November 19, 2002:
Finally figured out how to get my title up. I think my "blobby"(my new name for it) has proven to be a huge success! Okay, not really, but I like to pretend that people actually read what I post. Thanks to my good friend Josh, my computer is now back to its normal, sane state. There was a time(yesterday) when my computer had a spell of pyschoticness and decided it hated me with a vengence. "Hey baby....got to remember...I'm forever your girl"...sorry, temporary moment of insanity in a bottle, but I really can't get enough of Paula Abdul's "Forever Your Girl"-a personal fav. of mine and Loni's.
Today's activities include-running like a banchee since I haven't worked out in two days, showering(something I have been known to NOT do regulary), buying toliet paper since we are running out quickly, taking an exam, and getting preped for the tommorrow's last showing of the Bachelor!!! Really, I think it is going to be Brooke, although we all know that a "true" brunette is the only way to go....
By the way, if anyone else is a huge fan of cheese(yet another great love of mine)-I highly suggest cheese.com-some of the best information out there on quite possibly the greatest food ever created. If I may quote it----
"No matter how far archaeological finds go, there is evidence that cheese came into being in prehistoric times. Cheese can not really be said to have been "invented". This delicious food must have resulted from the simple observation that milk left in a container ends up by coagulating, even more if it is hot. People living in areas where the climate changed seasonally would also have noticed the effect of temperature on this process: in warmer weather the milk would curdle faster than in the cold. This might be considered the first technological cheesemaking discovery."
Heather // 10:48 AM
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Monday, November 18, 2002:
So much to everyone's anticipation, I have decided to acquire a "blog", or blob, as I like to call it. I am not to sure about this thang yet, only time will tell if it catches on like a fever. I figure it may come in handy in a month when I am living by myself with no friends or family near me. I wanted to name my blob "Enrqiue and the butter" becasue we all know I love those two things very dearly. And yes, Clare, I find "the butter" a good, solid name for my first born child.
I don't know who will exactly be reading this, some of you I see everyday, others only once a year!
For those who don't see me too often, let me catch you up. I graduate in a month and then will be retreating home until Jan. 20 where I will start work in Chicago working for Target-my ulitimate dream job...okay, so not really, but it is something to start off with.
To catch you up even further on my agenda for tonite, it involves a rousing good time of me going to the library to "study", which really entails me sitting in a cubby, staring off into space and picking the nail polish off of my fingers. Really, I am motivated, I am sure you can all tell.
Also, beware that I am a terrible speller, and it will show in this blog, and until I can figure out where and if there is a spell checker, you will have to deal with it.
Also, cheese for life(you know who you are!)
Heather // 4:54 PM
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Heather // 4:34 PM
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