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this is why I love my roommate. [02 Oct 2008|11:09am] this is a live chat between Gary and someone on a website where they sell bacon chocolate bars. Please wait for a site operator to respond. You are now chatting with chocolate concierge 'Tse' Tse: Hello! How may I help you today? you: I'm curious about Mo's Bacon Bar. How good is it? Tse: It is our most popular candy bar! you: Would you recommend it to both lovers of bacon, (i.e. me) and also lovers of chocolate? Tse: Yes I would.  Tse: It was inspired by Katrina's youth.  Pouring syrup on her pancakes and it mingling with the bacon. Tse: It really is great. you: Hrm. Syrup and chocolate are pretty different. I love syrup and bacon but I'm still a bit skeptical about chocolate and bacon.  Tse: Think chocolate chip pancakes you: But my interest is great. I am wondering... is there real bacon in the chocolate? Tse: There is.  We don't use any artifical ingredients.  It's applewood smoked bacon. you: That is amazing. And is the bacon ground in with the chocolate or are there "chunks" of bacon within the bar? Allow me to inform you I'm not being facetious. I really love bacon. Tse: There are small pieces infused in the chocolate. you: This is mind blowing. Is there a box of Mo's bacon bars that you can order? Tse: Yes.  You can buy them in full sized 3oz bars and .5 oz mini bars.  Tse: Let me send you a link you: Thank you so much, Tse. Tse: http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/product/bacon_exotic_candy_bar/exotic_candy_bars  Tse: That is the full sized bar you: Are there any distributers in Michigan? Tse:http://www.vosgeschocolate.com/product/mini_bacon_exotic_candy_bar/mini_exotic_candy_bars Tse: Here is the mini bar Tse: There are independent retailers in Michigan that sell our chocolate.  I can attempt to find one in your area.  What is your postal code. you: Try postal codes 49506 as well as 48609 if you could. That is my college town and my hometown. Tse: This will just take a couple of minutes.... you: That is fine. Tse: Near 49506 i have found: Tse: Art Of The Table 606 Wealthy St Se , Grand Rapids, MI 49503, Phone: 616.301.1885 Tse: Frederik Meijer Gardens & Sculpture Park 1000 E Beltline Ave Ne , Grand Rapids, MI 49525, Phone: 616.975.3174 Tse: I'm searching the other zip code now..... you: Thank you so much. Tse: That is all. you: Okay. Thank you so much. Tse: They should both have Bacon Bars. Tse: I would phone first to check stock. Tse: Is there anything else i can assist you with today? you: I just want to thank you for your time. And pass the word along that I am glad somebody made bacon infused chocolate bars. It was a lifelong dream of mine to create such an item. While I am sad I did not create it I am happy to know that somebody has taken great care in doing so. post comment

[24 Aug 2008|01:29am] I drove 800.4 miles today. I spent $114.88 on 30.02 gallons of gas. I locked my keys in my car at a rest station and a random dude helped me break into my car. and also. my heart is broken. 1 comment|post comment

[21 Jun 2008|12:11am] the Provincetown Film Festival is going on this week. Quentin Tarantino is in town. I must see him. tonight I went and saw Deficit, the film directed by Gael García Bernal it was good. but while I was watching it I felt like in real life he would be very cocky or arrogant. after the showing, he came out and did a Q&A (the festival is giving him an award for his acting so he is also in town.) and the things he said and the way he talked completely changed my opinion. he is so humble and intelligent. the way he described the film showed how much thought went into the development of the characters and proved that his acting was far more in depth and intense than I could ever imagine. afterward, when everyone was leaving, a bunch of girls were getting pictures with him. the film festival rep had to pull him away and as I walked past HE LOOKED AT ME AND WE MADE EYE CONTACT AND HE SMILED. so we're getting married. also, my lesbian aunts are currently talking about some guy they know who has a 14 inch dick and has to wear a special thing on it so that it doesn't go so far into his wife's vag because it seriously hurts both of them. Tammy said she wants to hit that. Linda told her to find somewhere else to sleep. HAH! my family is wonderful. 1 comment|post comment

[10 Apr 2008|11:56am] Caslon eats the weirdest foods ever. he shares apples, bananas, olives, peaches, nectarines, avocado, and now eggplant. we adventured. ( harris hotel. ) 3 comments|post comment

[23 Jan 2008|04:43pm] this movie is weird as fuck. but shit do I want to bang this kid. I got a new car. she's a 2001 Intrepid. I named her Gatsby. I got her on craigslist. it's no big deal. I think there were like 30 people who posted bulletins about Heath Ledger. yeah, it'd tragic. but come on, myspace is not the place. this semester is going to destroy me. also, if anyone has any fantastic ideas for typesetting the entire constitution, hit me up. 2 comments|post comment

[05 Nov 2007|01:02pm] fuck my life. I went to New Buffalo for a Native show on saturday. and as per usual, those boys were fabulous. I got to hang out with my amazing Indiana friends + Victor! + La Dispute. and I made new friends. and it was wonderful. BUT some bitch stole my fucking cell phone. I was pissed, but got over it and had a good time with my friends. we stayed the night at Bobby's house in Portage. when I woke up at like 1 yesterday, I checked my email and there was a super intense super freaky email from my Dad. so I use Stacy's phone to call around and get a hold of my mum... who was sitting in my apartment in Grand Rapids. she drove there in the morning and talked to 345234 people and got my landlord to let her in where she proceeded to find more random phone numbers to call to look for me. turns out, the guy who stole my phone sent a text to my dad saying that I was pregnant and running away. so they freaked out and tried to get a hold of me. my dad stayed up all night calling my phone every 15 minutes. there are 12 voice mails on my phone and I can't bear to listen to them because I'll cry. so this has spawned several intense conversations with my parents about random ass shit. things that I guess we should be discussing anyway, but that's not how our family functions. we don't talk about problems, we pretend they don't exist. so now my parents have apparently had this huge awakening thing and there has been lots of crying. I'm fucking pissed that all this happened because I left my phone on a table for 5 minutes. in other news, the printers at my school don't work. so I can't finish my project that is due in two hours. so I'm sitting in the basement listening to killwhitneydead and being pissed. give me your phone numbers so I can put them in my new phone when I get it. and also, I'm sorry if any of your received weird calls/messages from my phone. 6 comments|post comment

[26 Jul 2007|04:11am] most of my entries are friends only because I'd like to think that the people reading them are people who at least somewhat care to read what is going on with me. so with that in mind, I'm deleting a bunch of people from my friends list. I realize that this is extremely passive aggressive, but since the people I deleted don't give a fuck about me anymore, I don't really give a fuck either. 10 comments|post comment

best. moment. ever. [05 Jun 2007|02:00pm] 5 comments|post comment

this isn't news to anyone... [14 Apr 2007|12:55am] I awoke thursday to the news that one of the most influential people of our time had died. and I cried. I wrote this today: For anyone who has read Slapstick, or is familiar with Kurt Vonnegut's idea of creating artificial extended families: For years I've been telling myself I would write a letter to Kurt Vonnegut and try to explain to him how important his writing is and how much it has affected me. Well on Monday evening I started writing it. And on Thursday I woke to devastating news. and I realized I would never be able to tell him all the things I wanted to. I know he's heard it all from so many people before, but I really wanted him to hear it from me too. And I wanted to tell him how I got my one and only detention for reading an exert from one of his books because it contained the word "blowjobs" (who knew public high schools would be so uptight...) I also wanted to tell him that I think his idea of an artificial extended family is amazing. If there was some way to institute it I would support it entirely. Think of how much unity it could bring to our country, our world, if you knew that no matter where you went, you could find someone who would show you compassion and kindness. That no matter what, you could find someone you had that little thing in common with. In the letter I wrote, I asked him if he would give me my middle name so I could be a part of an extended family, even if they didn't exist yet. well the letter wasn't sent, and of course I won't receive that middle name from him. but I was thinking that maybe we already have created an extended family. When I signed on to myspace yesterday I saw so many bulletins about Vonnegut and I read what so many people wrote about how he touched their lives and changed their thinking. Maybe we are eachother's extended family. All of us who have been so deeply affected by the work of a single man. so I want to say thank you to all of you who took notice of what our world has lost with the passing of Kurt Vonnegut Jr. And all of you who know what we have gained through his amazing mind. We're all cousins, and we all have something in common... no matter how different we may be. Kurt Vonnegut November 11, 1922 - April 11, 2007 Kurt is up in heaven now. (what a jokester.) post comment

Jesus Christ I'm alone again [11 Nov 2006|09:20am] I've been listening to the new Brand New songs a lot. they're feeding my fucked up-ness. I'm ok with that. weird fucking moods and feelings all the time lately. not sure how to deal with it... but in the mean time, I think I'm going to take MarkWaters' idea here: leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I think of you. I'll try my best to be completely honest, but I must warn you all that I have an incredibly difficult time expressing myself with words... or at all really. I can promise you that there are things I have never said to you, and things that I will never be able to say no matter how hard I try. but for now, this is my strongest effort. 44 comments|post comment

NEW NUMA [17 Sep 2006|03:12pm] I was going to update and crap, but this is far more important. 4 comments|post comment

JOEY FUCKING EPPARD! [08 Aug 2006|11:27am] yesterday was AMAZING. that was one of the best shows I've been to....ever. I haven't had that much fun at a show in a long long time. 3 opened. there were two guys in front booing and talking shit and I wanted to throw down. however, I am a wee girl and they were big muscley men. so I settled for telling them to shut the fuck up. so 3 was playing and it looked like no one was going to respond at all. then the Minnesota kids showed up and went crazy. I love those kids a lot. Nick, Sean, Dave, Doug, and Zack came to Michigan for the show. and Adam came to the show too. and it made my day. maybe week or month. Joey played his mad solo and everyone freaked out and I just about orgasmed. then Joe and Chris played this awesome percussion and drum duet thingy. shit. it was a short set and I was bummed. but it fucking blew me away, and I cannot wait to see them again. oh yes, I will see them again. stood out by the merch tables during Chiodos. judging by the large amount of girly screaming and mass hysteria I could see, I'm glad I was not in the sweatyness. although, I do like them. and I randomly sang to my Heidi whilst we were standing by the 3 table. two girls passed out and got carried past us so Nick went and did his EMT thing. Dillinger was nuts. no torch though, and no random climbing on shit. but it was awesome anyway. went up in the mass of people for a little bit until I got slammed in the chest. kind of added to my difficulty breathing so I hung out on the side. Nick let me punch him so that helped. Coheed. oh shit son. Josh and Mic weren't there. that kind of worries me... but it was pretty awesome anyway. Heidi, Zack, Doug, Dave, Nick and I all sang to eachother the whole time and it was great. Nick and I called the encore. Welcome Home into Final Cut. haha, kind of obvious but still. so then we went back to the merch table and I MET JOEY EPPARD and the rest of 3. I'm so fucking stoked about it. and I hate myself for not taking any pictures. fuuuuuck. but I talked to Joe a lot and I might do some work for them so I'm pretty pumped about that. we'll see though. apparently my daughter showed Claudio her boobs (as I had written "I <3 Claudio" on them for her). giggle. then we had to leave. sad face. I miss Nick. amazing. 3 comments|post comment

[21 Jun 2006|06:35pm] my first day off was rather uneventful. I talked to my mum on the phone and I got upset a lot. not at her, at stuff we talked about. then I talked to Tommy and Dale as they were driving to TN. crazy kids. then I went to the cemetary that is down the road. then I ate half of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich while trying to convince a 4 year old to finish his lunch. I read a lot and I'm almost done reading Happy Baby. I like it. then I talked to my Heidi. she listens to my troubles. we discussed many things. I love her a lot. then I talked to Nicholaus. he's a swell fellow and I love him too. now I'm at Erik's and apparently we're going to build a fire and sit around and stuff. look, pictures. ( my last taco tuesday (0613) followed by MA pics ) 11 comments|post comment

[13 Jun 2006|12:03pm] I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I don't know if I will be in the intra-nets much while I'm gone. I'm packing up my computer in 10 minutes. call me. 8103040105 I'm fucking terrified. 4 comments|post comment

if this isn't nice, I don't know what is. [12 May 2006|02:57pm] I had a really awesome day today. there are two main reasons behind this, and they are ( right here ) 1st hour I got the best prom picture EVAR back, and I laughed really hard every time I looked at it so that made up for Hunt being a dick and singling me out a lot. In 3rd hour I made my presentation on Kurt Vonnegut. it was fucking sweet. and I got a detention for saying "blowjobs" in the presentation. I was reading an exerpt from A Man Without a Country that I think explains Vonnegut very well. I have 4 days of school left, and I got my first detention ever. for the BEST reason ever. and WE'RE GOING TO SEE COHEED AND CAMBRIA TONIGHT! I win. 14 comments|post comment

I guess it's real now. [01 May 2006|03:33pm] I just had to tell my Cincinnati crush, Matt, that I am not going to the Art Academy. his cute little voice sounded sad and it made me sad and it kind of made me want to cry. 5 comments|post comment

[30 Apr 2006|10:11pm] weekends full of Heidi and Mark make me happy. we rock. Friday there was a ska show. I saw 1336 which was swell. and they thanked me in their CD. that made me smile. Saturday we went to see Silent Hill. the story was cool. the acting was not. "look at me...I'm on fire!" today, Kaitlin, Amanda, Mark, and Heidi and I went to see Stick It. I liked it. I think I was the only one. I'm a massive dork and I'm ok with that. in other news. I still suck at life. I can't just focus on what I need to accomplish right now. I need to do all of my art and photo work. I need to write a research paper and make a presentation for it. I need to figure out what's going on next semester. I need to get my shit together to go to Massachusetts. I need to get my shit together in general. but I can not stay focused on any of that. I am instead bent on whining and feeling sorry for myself and making up stupid fucking scenarios having to do with something that doesn't mean ANYTHING. it doesn't even really exist. it's nothing. but here I am still. don't leave me a comment telling me to quit being emo or I'll fucking impale you with barbed wire courtesy of a crazy burned up demon. "hey, it's going to be ok." 11 comments|post comment

ya know? [28 Apr 2006|03:08pm] for 5 hours yesterday morning, the town of Yale was without power. it was a fucking ghost town. it was kind of terrifying. but it also meant I got to go back to sleep instead of going to school. and that shit is cool with me. and then I got to work on my shit for my college class. went in and got everything finished up, printed out, and turned in. which means the class is over. OVER. we have to go to John Henry's house on Tuesday though to get our notebook and our grade. kinda creepy... oh well. walmart photo center is a fucking rapist. $4.80 for an 8x10. are you fucking kidding me? the website said it would be $1.80. so now I have to go to Sam's Club and then wait 24 hours to pick them up. oi. well I'll get them in time for the senior art show. which is WEDNESDAY at like 7 at the high school. come see my art work, fools. I just registered for my fall classes at Kendall. which totally freaks me out. Design and Color I Mondays and Wendesdays 8:30 - 11:20 Writing Workshop Mondays and Wednesdays 12:30 - 1:50 Western Art History I Tuesdays and Thursdays 10:00 - 11:20 Intro to Graphic Design Tuesdays and Thursdays 12:30 - 3:20 Design and Drawing Tuesdays and Thursdays 3:30 - 6:20 Kendall Experience Thursdays 11:30 - 12:20 --------------- 15 credits beh, 8:30? well at least I'm done by 1:50 on Monday and Wednesday. and noooothing on Fridays! I will enjoy that. so now the only thing is to find a place to live. I'm on the waiting list for 5 Lyons, and I guess that should be a pretty sure deal. but I'm nervous about it. parent-less weekend. they're gone and won't be back until Monday. I'm pumped. 4 comments|post comment

[24 Apr 2006|10:48pm] I win. 4 comments|post comment

this is like my 10th try posting this shit [24 Apr 2006|03:06pm] As I was leaving school, the guy in front of me was going like 10 mph. so I, being the asshole that I am, was right on his ass. he brake checked me and I almost hit him, so when I was turning onto my street I flipped him off. apparently he turned around and followed me home because when I pulled into my driveway, he pulled in behind me. who does it happen to be, but Mr. French. a teacher. he asked for an apology and said he would talk to my dad if he had to. so I said I was sorry and I explained to him why I had gotten mad. I am filled with rage and would very much enjoy punching someone in the face right now. In an attempt to quell my anger, I will post some pictures from the Reggie show. I wish all security guards were gullible and would let me behind the barrier. ( Reggie at MSU 042206 ) 6 comments|post comment

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