an invitation for boozing and the specific heat of very sharp cheddar cheese

yeah, that's what's on my mind today.

something about melting the cheese for my breakfast burrito made me think of specifc heat. i am a dork, no?

also, my itsy is my hero. she makes me giggle.

and and and.
it's raining here. and I've got one of my oh-so-lovely pressure-change headaches. at least it isn't a migraine....

off for more fun. pictures soonish...

things.

first off, something good and helpful: if you are an animal lover, go here. it takes like two seconds to click, and it funds food for doggies and kitties that aren't as fortunate as the ones that live in our homes.

next, let's talk about money.

things of annoyance.
1. the men on dollar coins.
this is not cool. the coins themselves are cool. they've got a neat little inscription on the side/rim. and now you get 'em at the post office when you buy stamps from the vending machine and get change back.

but really? (and this is kind of silly) it makes me pissed that men are on dollar coins. why? because though four women have been pictured on coins (beginning with queen isabella of spain in 1893), there are were only two dollar coins in circulation, and both had women. at least that's SOMETHING.

because let's face it folks, the ladies don't get a lot of play in this country. we do things and support things and whatever, but significantly less formal recognition. we're still working to be equal. but I digress.

anyway, I'm annoyed with GWash being on a dollar coin. I know it's prolly wrong, but I am. I liked it that at least women had ONE thing that was all them. not anymore...at least it looks kind of neat. here's the back and the side/front. I do dig the inscription on the side.

oh, and a shout out to Washington, Washington. This is funny. and a little crude. but I still think it's funny.

2. why do we need a ten dollar coin?
at least there are more ladies.

they're making more ten dollar coins too, I think. money money money.

Oh, anyone see LOST last night? (vague spoiler alert) I am SO MAD AT THEM. Finish your story arcs, people. Don't kill them off. And and and-a word to the wise--remaining characters on the island don't start to figure your stuff out. It's bad news for you. Gah!

I still miss Echo (and sorry if that ruins anything for you if you're behind, but seriously, catch up, y'all)

yay for thursday. yay yay yay.

got it goin' like a turbo 'vette

~sir mix-a-lot

please please please go listen to this. right now. and laugh.

happy hump day. more later.

(and thanks muchly jeremy for passing this one on.)

eight eight I forget what eight was for

~violent femmes

so, cuteness. and weirdness. and stuff.

did you know:
you can buy practically anything with your sorority or fraternity name on it? like, really. a scooter, an ipod cover or a clock. seriously, check it here. (I couldn't find the kaydee versions of them all so I decided to be panhellenic...after all, I kinda gotta be...)

also, yesterday I learned a new phrase: jumping the shark. apparently it's weird that I didn't know it. I heard this phrase TWICE in like, oh, let's go with 18 hours. This phrase I'd never heard before. I like it. Consider it integrated.

oh and? Good for Claire Bennett: "The universe cannot possibly be that lame." I HEART HEROES. If you're not watching it I really really encourage you to check it out. This show RULES. go watch the eps PRONTO. you will not be disappointed. if you are? I will send you a cookie. okay? okay.

other things:
1. I hate having my hair wet. It makes me a little crazy. I actually made my date wait while I dried it (I missed his call, didn't get the message, my softball game went over and if I hadn't checked my phone again it's highly possible he would have knocked on the door while I was still in my underwear. which, all in all might not've been terrible for him, but still).
2. apparently I can float. Like, in softball. At second base. And my team thought it was rocktastic that I held my ground on my base despite the runner barreling towards me. this is nothing. recall: blood blisters on my left leg in the shape of the ball stitching and my time playing catcher during fast-pitch softball. goodness me.
3. i am nervous about tomorrow at 845pm. I'm having my picture taken for the church directory. and while, on one hand, this is awesome 'cause I've actually found a church I love and all, on the other hand? I'm having to be in that picture all by my lonesome, and that kind of freaks me out. I also don't know what to wear.
4. it is cute when a guy says "aw, shucks." and means it.
5. i love love love it when people like my photos. more specifically when people compliment them directly and go out of their way to tell me so. this pleases carrie greatly! what he actually said was "so, while you were drying your hair (see #1) I checked out your photos again and I've really gotta say, they are great. I really like them. I just looked at them all and I kept thinking, 'wow, I really like her photography.' I went around and looked at each of 'em--and then I saw one and I thought 'I don't really like this one as much as the others' and I felt kinda bad, but then I saw that it was taken by someone else! your pictures are exactly the type of photos I like to look at." this kinda made my day. anyone who's an artist prolly understands.

alright. one last thing: wedding crashers is a very hilarious and highly quotable movie. you should watch it. and? the rappin' granny is in there, and she's a kd! :)

fits and starts.

ever feel like that's how everything goes? in fits and starts? or, y'know, by them. whatev.

sometimes that's how I feel I operate--in fits and starts. gogogogogogo-stop. gogogogo-stop.

so, pictures from the fun this weekend: pity kara and susan couldn't join us, but marla and I had a spleeeeeeeeeeendid time. see?




and and and I bought m'self some pretty pink roses that smell DIVINE. which is especially nice since I can smell, y'know, since I couldn't (and sometimes still can't) after those sinus infection and surgery of yore.

also, how often do you get to use "yore" in a sentence? only slightly more often than "daft" methinks. oh, and then there's methinks... :) you can see where this is going...seriously though. I DID get to use "daft" last week. yay!

so, we had to forfeit our softball game. :(
and the wonderful betsy-lou (can I call you that from now on) came over to watch heroes. yay! :)

and I am tired. so I shall sleep. night night.

happy as can be doin' what comes natur'lly

~annie get your gun

good weekend. MUUUUUUUUUUUUUCH better than last weekend.

I'll put pictures up tomorrow. The Siesta, Fiesta and drinks on Friday were quite fun. As was the planting. I'm gonna have...

sweet basil
red rubin basil
cinnamon basil
geraniums
vinca
lantana (three different colors!)
tomatoes
cherry tomatoes
green bell peppers
red bell peppers
hot peppers
mint
verbena
lavender
zucchini
squash
sunflowers
zinnia
snapdragon
green onions
rosemary
poppies
painted daisies
cilantro
parsley
peas
wildflowers
butterfly flowers

and I'm not sure what else in my yard o' fun. I'm opting out of the pumpkin or watermelon this year. They TOOK OVER last summer. yikes.

mmmmm. I'm not very interesting. I kinda think my body is trying to get sick. I hate it when that happens. I go and I go and I go and eventually I gotta rest. And seeing as how I've been tired ALLLLL weekend (despite sleeping plennnntee) I am a skosh concerned. Eh, I shall take my vitamins, drink lots of fluid and the like.

also, a neat thing for all you healthy, sporty people out there. have you heard of myofascial release? due to my body storing all of my stress in my neck and back (as opposed to letting me have a breakdown) and because of all of the stress caused by dental work, I go to a medical massage therapist every few weeks. And she told me about foam roller exercises. it seems like a completely ridiculous idea, but I'm pretty certain I'm going to be quite thankful that I spent the thirteen whopping dollars. thought I'd share.

oh, and. spiderman three? asi asi. (how do you do those little accent thingies over the i, doesn't it need that?) anyway. it was OKAY. it was not amazing. it does not rock socks. which is okay. I liked it that you saw a side of spidey that was new. :)

night-night dearies.

corners of my home accessories

yeah, it's a day early. or like almost three weeks late. whatev.

so. first off, I was wrong. exactly one picture was taken on tuesday (thanks, kim!) this is when michael and I played rock, paper, scissors for paying his bar tab. I told him I was buying them dinner, but he doth protest too much. I won. We only threw twice since I won both times. :) by the way? read that little article to the end, you won't be sorry.

also, sorry to remind you of the title, but we learned what happened this day. see the label? yeaaaah. guess what brilliant girls added tequila? yikes.

okay, so onto--well, I'm still calling it comh, 'cause otherwise it's coma. and while I might bore you enough to make you feel like you're in one...let's not drop hints, k?

thing one: see this pretty keychain? a girl named megan gave it to me my senior year of college after I tutored her in high school chemistry. she was really cool and quite smart. she actually came to like chemistry a whole whole lot more and her grade improved A LOT. (pats self on back) but there's another reason I like it, too. so, I attribute my love o' science to my third, fourth and fifth grade science teacher, ms. vincent. because of her I got to go to this science camp at TU (which was run by a man who later was my pchem professor) and she basically was AWESOME and instilled a whole lot of confidence in me. and yes, I've thanked her. but the other part is that she is the one who hooked me up with this rocktastic tutoring job. (which paid more per hour than I'm making NOW). We'd kept in touch since Harvo had gone to Eliot too, and basically this little keychain reminds me of all this mushy stuff, and why-i-heart-science stuff, etc.

thing two: this purse. a few weeks ago my choir-friend lucinda (whose family I celebrated easter with) brought this cool purse to choir. it's sorta like this, but very different. she said her friend made it. I went to the Farmer's Market (and the durham art walk) to look at the purses but didn't love any. The lady, Becky, let me pick out my own fabric two weeks ago at Hancock's Fabric in Raleigh. Apparently she was worried the patterns would be too busy, and also that I wouldn't like it. Last night at choir I got the purse. I had to pry it out of Challie's (Lucinda's daughter's) hand. and I LUUURRRRRRVE it. It's even more wonderful than I ever imagined. YAAAAAY! It will be perfect for the summer. Perfect, perfect.

Also, I told Lucinda how someone told me I'd been "Sullivanized" because I knew all about Star, NC. And she said something so nice, about how she and her friend who made the purse said how I was a chemical engineer AND a photographer AND cute AND skinny AND creative AND don't you just hate me? But then they agreed that I was nice too, so they couldn't. Made me laugh. Man, oh man am I soooooo glad I am in the choir. Even when I get in trouble with Joe.

Oh, AND. Choir. Yesterday I discovered I can sing an a-flat. might not be a big deal to you, but I was kinda surprised by it. We're doing this descant to a song, and I was singing the melody, and Joe said, "nope. you're young. you sing the descant." I looked at him dubiously, but come to find out, he was right. I can sing it. And here I thought I had to stop at an f.

alright, time to go.
to do:
finish yogurt
check on tube
work on spreadsheet
go have crown delivered (1 down, 2 to go!)
do more work
go to kaydee stuff
watch LOST from last night.

also, tomorrow? spiderman3!

what's the go with all these new set of rules that you live by? 'fraid you might die? watch 'em go by...

~the grates.

right now I feel like I'm doing some weird stuff. thinking some weird thoughts. and doing some weird things.

oh, none of 'em are that bad, per se. but the combo makes me go "hmmm...?"

like, what, exactly, is going on in carrie's life, eh?

I'm sure at some point you've all seen the illustration of filling a jar with lots of little different sized rocks. and y'know, at first they just pile 'em in there all willy-nilly, and they don't all fit. so then you start over, and you find if you make room for all the big rocks first, then it's a lot easier to find a place for the little rocks, too. and there aren't all these unsightly gaps and holes that you wish were filled but you can't make fit. It's about priorities.

I feel like very recently mine have been shaken up. And somebody erased all of the labels. And now I'm looking all over again at what actually matters to me. This process has brought me to one conclusion though...The Grates are soooooo right. Science Is Golden. Particularly definitions 3, 4, 5 and 6. At least for me. I'm like 80% sure I'm not gonna be a patent lawyer. I know I was all up and at 'em about it, but really? Not so sure it's for me. In addition to being frightened by the hours that I might have to work, I also realized that I keep straying from this central idea I've had the whole time--more engineering, please. pass the equations and calculations.

Yesterday I finally started applying to NC State for the Spring semester. I have a project here at work that will last until some time in October, and my work ethic isn't gonna let me quit before then. Yesterday, too, I admitted to someone that I just didn't know what I wanted to be or do, not for sure. He and I talked about that for a while, and how it's so weird to be in this place in life. I told him how last month someone asked if I had to choose between having a career and having a family, which would I pick? I think I should get to have both, really. But if I had to pick, the choice is more than obvious to me. It's a weird thing to think about, but it's true. Also? Realized again how I'm an engineer and a scientist. Not a lawyer. Not a chemist. Not anything else. I need to stop contemplating a career path that just isn't me.

I've also been thinking about a lot of things. People, for one. People who matter to me. And I've gotta say, I'm a damn lucky gal. I was talking last night about how I feel like I'm parading Matt around to meet people, and I've just now put a dent in the list of people who I want him to meet!

Carrie est laeta, methinks. :)

alright, time for choir for the first time in WEEKS! and then? dinner, wine and cleaning with Mary Alise. it's odd to be excited about cleaning. if you've ever visited my home, you understand just how freaking weird it really is...

'cos science in golden, science is golden, watch your soul 'cos science is golden

there must be something wrong with me.

I hung out with a bunch of people whose company I love tonight, and I didn't take a damn picture. Not a single one. I blame the glass that would reflect the flash--we were seated outside near the window--but still. when does that EVER happen?

I also have to say that I LOVE it that 1) more of my area friends got to meet the guy I'm dating and 2) that he did a lovely job of interacting with them. yes, incase you were wondering, even my nemesis, Michael. my, how I've missed him. yes, you now have that in writing. do enjoy.

we celebrated Mary Alise and Michael's engagement with dinner at the mellow mushroom in durham tonight. hooray for pizza and beer--purple haze for me. :)

today has been tiring, tedious day that ended on a very super fun note. and? I got to wear my cute, new, less-that-twenty-dollar target skirt that kara inspired me to buy. honestly, she was my inspiration for TWO skirts. Michael actually said, "wow, you look like a girl!" I don't think he's ever seen me in a skirt before. I'm not so keen on wearing them most of the time, you know? mean boy though. he made a crack about how now all we need to do it get you a tan! the looking like a girl joke I can handle, but the tan joke? not so much.

also, kinda ironic factoid: almost exactly a month ago I saw Michael in jeans for the first time. he hadn't owned a pair before. and now for the first time he's seen me in a skirt. interesting, no?



oh, and. does anyone else have this happen? I wore a headband to work today because, well, quite frankly I was too lazy to wash my hair twice today, and so I rocked the ponytail and headband combo look. And now I STILL feel like I have on a headband. it's been off for like six hours. you'd think the feeling would have gone away by now. it hasn't.

also, I must say, that look? used to sooooo be dorky. and now it's cool. only I think it's still dorky when I do it. especially since I wear safety glasses most of the day...

alright, I'm tired. and tired of typing. i typed some long long emails today, about, oh three or four of 'em? and did some kd stuff. and gchatted. and now my little fingers hurt. and I mean little as in slightly-short, not as in pinkie. get with the program. or learn about pinkies. (shout out to jackie's old blog. i like your new one better, by the way. more *you*)

ps, someone please come up with a word. please please? you know how you can call your feet your tootsies when you're trying to be all cute? what's cute word for your hands/fingers? that would be really helpful, thanks. brooke? kat? sterling? someone?

rawk-it-dawg

i bought these new shoes on saturday. i'd admired them in various plaid-it-tudes, but none suited my fancy. so i got the plain-ee-jane-ee ones, and I can rest assured that I will wear them to work and no one will comment on how "unusual" or "bright" or "colorful" my shoes are. 'cause, y'know, they would.


so I'm wearing them today. like right now. as I type this. and though I am pleased to know that no one is going to comment on the craziness of them, I'm pretty damn sure that at some point these puppies are going to make someone laugh at me. 'cause I'm certain that there will be a day when I fall and bust my ass while wearing these kicks.

because they have Practically. Zero. Traction. and their coefficient of friction? alarmingly close to zero. damn scalars.

oh and, joke for you as emailed to me by dear jeremy, "why does a chicken coop have two doors?"

...

"because if it had four doors it would be a chicken sedan!"

to be. to do. do-be-do-be-do.

yesterday I was congratulated for accomplishing something on my list of things to do in life. at first it felt silly, because I really feel like what I actually did is add something else to my kinda long (and self-inflicted) list of things to do. what I did was volunteer to be an assistant leader for the girl scout troop that meets at my church (and really you should be proud of me, I think, 'cause they asked if I'd be the leader-leader, and I said no!).

and after I said, "I'm not sure if it's really a 'congrats' type of moment," he said, "yes it is. you said it's something you've wanted to do, and now you're gonna do it." he has good perspective, I think. it probably helps that he's cute. :)

so I started thinking about the things I want to do. and how I want to make a list. and I'm gonna. I know some things that go on it: be a mother, learn how to quilt, fly in a hot air balloon, go to europe, take a vacay with my various bfs, dance across a stream (you can blame funny face for that one), visit all 50 states and make a coffee table book, be kind to others, etc. and be a girl scout leader. and be really involved in my church. and secretly I want to be a big important officer in kd some day too, but don't tell anybody, it'll be our secret, k?

anyway, I've also thought about some things that I don't want to do anymore. and I don't think I'm comfortable making a list of them, really. except for one. I don't want to ever let anybody I love think that I don't love them. I don't ever want to chance it. A long time ago I think maybe someone didn't know I loved him, and it pains me to think about that possibility.

okay, enough waxing profound.

so, saturday evening I enjoyed some sushi and drinks with Kim, Marla and Lara. VERY fun. And precisely what I needed. cute, no? seriously, sometimes what you need is a sister.

then something hard but good happened. and I am thankful. and tired. but mostly thankful.

and at church, after speaking in front of the congregation and getting nervous (what the hell? I don't ever get nervous about speaking in front of people...maybe it's 'cause I was winging it?) I got coaxed into going to the potluck and then volunteered to be the assistant leader. I am seriously so! excited! about! this! (and, cuteness, this ADORABLE little girl told me how cute my ring is--you can see it in the picture up there--how faboo to have someone who oozes cuteness tell you she likes what you're wearing. so what if she was six. i don't care. i wish I were half as cute as her!)

and then? then I became the "photographer" for the kaydee alums and a member of the nominating committee. And that, my dearies, is the extent of my official responsibilities. and though it pains me a little to let it go, since I've been so invested in it for the past three years, I also know that this is a really good thing, and I should move onto something different. and I totally have my work cut out for me.

also? kinda proud of myself for only being an elected officer in ONE organization. sure, I'm on two softball teams, in the church choir, just volunteered to be an asst. leader and am triangle panhell pres, but still. this is good for me. and more importantly, I do these things because I enjoy them.

finally, susan and I watched The Notebook, and ate this, which is yum, actually. that movie is so good but soooooo sad. I cried. I was told it was okay to do more crying this weekend though, 'cause it's a different type of cry. And it was. S and I had a little heart to heart afterwards. Good stuff, peeps. gee-double-oh-dee.

bully for you.

yeah, that's all I got. bully for you. bully for effing you.

this is not a good saturday. I guess it's productive or whatever, but it makes me think of this day, and I have now learned that tears + car windows open = dry face, too. yip-to-the-ee.

however, I must say, how appropriate. I get a quote of the day, you see. Today's? "If there is no struggle there is no progress"~Frederick Douglass. and today's word of the day? quagmire. sure is all lining up alarmingly well.

but going for happier...

1. I love my sisters. see, Kim and Kara and me? rock-to-the-tastic.
2. I love my sisters. I'm finishing blogging as I wait for Kim and Lara to pick me up, and we're going out with Marla too. yay, kaydees.
3. I love my sisters.
4. Sterling rules. And makes me giggle. And helps me pick out clothes. And wants to be a part of my daily (if trivial) life. And I like that.

please, oh please, excuse my for being in a mood. it's well deserved, I assure you. it's my blog and I can be moody if I want to. and I am. passive aggressive? not so much. just saying what's on my mind. it's not like you didn't know anyway.

carrie is a little hurt, and a lot glad to know, and a little angry, and a lot thankful for being a kaydee. that's all I got right now. I'll roll with it. you should, too. it's good for the mind, the body and the soul. trust me. I have it on good authority.

oh, and? I should learn more from the refreshments...
it's just you and me baby no one else we can trust we'll say nothin to no one no-how or we'll bust never crack a smile or flinch or cry for nobody uh-uh

time to go out with the lady-kins. I heart them, I do, I do.

xoxo.
-rie

would it really be so terrible if...

I had school spirit? For my high/middle school? still? e-a-g-l-e-s, e-h-s! and I want this...

I bought myself flowers? and had 'em delivered? since you can only get them in late april/early may and they're GORGEOUS and my pictures last year didn't turn out that awesome...

I got angry every time I saw someone not recycle? I mean, in 2003, in the US there was like approximately 4.5 pounds of waste generated per person per day, up from 2.7 pounds per person per day in 1960. This is bad news, peeps. Walk that soda can to the recycle bin! Metal is almost inifinitely recycleable. If you're tossing plastic bottles I'm not gonna be as mad at ya, but seriously!!!


I thought about the spin doctors when I read this today? I mean, and superman. And was intrigued due to my nerdiness?

I cannot think of where I heard the phrase "alas, alack" and it's making me crazy 'cause the only reference I can find is about a story of a fish that talks in a frying pan and I'm pretty certain that as a youngin' I would have found that quite upsetting and so I'm certain it's from somewhere else and it's making me think in run-on-sentences?

I crashed last night and still wanted more sleep after my nine and a half hours?

my left quad still hurts, now moreso because I played softball again last night, and I fully intend to continue playing on it?

I fixed myself box mac'n'cheese for dinner (hello, annies!) because I am a lazy bum and don't want to make more effort than that tonight? that's the stinkiest part of being a singleton, you know. it's annoying to cook for just one.

I don't feel like primping before my date tonight? Or cleaning my apartment? Or doing anything other than buying gobi and hazel food, seeing if walmart has the loverly ranunculuses that are in bloom and changing out of my clothes that smell vaguely like hydrochloric acid? I mean, I'm gonna do both, but would it really be so terrible if I didn't feel like doing either?

that's what I thought.
goodie goodie gum drops.

and if you don't like it, this is what I've got to say (courtesy of nataliedee.com)

lapsus linguae?

a slip of the tongue.

so, I started searching for tongue quotes, and I found this. it's kinda cool if you're a word-nerd like me! and I decided to stick with what I already knew, the good ol' trusty latin, and latin moments.

anyhoo, went to the dentist yesterday to get two crowny-crown-crowns. they are adjacent to one another and so they just made one big one, which is WEIRD. it'll be separate when they do the permanent ones though. anyhoo, while there the told me that I have a very strong tongue.

[insert witty comment here.]

yeah.

I had a hard time finding a picture of a tongue that didn't make me go "people don't want to look at my blog and see that," so I give you this:


I heart Einstein. And number theory. And 3-aliquot trees. And the number 42.
(though I must say I hate calculus. and heat transfer. and mean people.)

also, learned a new word yesterday, courtesy of my friend/co-worker/teammate Andrea--abattoir. beer + food + porch + nice weather = good times, peeps. 'cept we just might have been having the nerdiest conversation in the bar--we talked about above-mentioned 3-aliquot tree, and perfect, amicable and sociable numbers. man oh man. hello, linear alegbra.

and while looking up 42, I found this in wikipedia...
"It was later pointed out by readers that 6 × 9 = 42 if the calculations are performed in base 13, not base 10. Douglas Adams later averred that he was not aware of this at the time, and repeatedly dismisses this as an irrelevant concoction, saying that 'nobody writes jokes in base 13 [...] I may be a pretty sad person, but I don't make jokes in base 13.' "

made me giggle. and then makes me ashamed since I am a nerd who found that hilarious. apparently, also, forty-two is a dominoes game. think I'm gonna have to learn, yup yup. and I love it that google is all about the 42 as well. see?

okay, maybe this post had the wrong title. maybe it should have been 42. or maybe it should have been your friend carrie is a geek who talks a lot. but in any case, in the words of the great Hudson, "it is what it is."

[s]he's going the distance...

~cake

hi there.
flash of brilliance, much?

So, I'm going to be in Tulsa June 22-July 1, y'see. I am IMMENSELY sad that I won't be seeing the fireworks there, but that really can't be helped.

anyhoo. I know what I'm doing Friday, June 22nd, and on Friday and Saturday the 29th and 30th. The rest of the time? Up for grabs.

And know what little thinker Carrie here is going to do? Seriously, are you ready?

Remember one of my life goals? Taking pictures in all 50 states? Hows abouts I knock out Kansas, Missouri and Arkansas while I'm there? I need to look into it a little more, but if I spent the day driving up to the edge of Kansas, Missouri and Arkansas, I could, in theory, visit all three. Y'know, Coffeyville, Joplin and Bentonville? Hmmmmmm...

a little crazy? perhaps.
but also? kinda brilliant, methinks.

oh and, anybody know a good quad stretch? I know the one where you basically bring your heel to your butt, but it ain't cuttin' the mustard. I seem to have owied my left quad during softball yesterday. which, by the way, we lost MISERABLY.

almost perfect. almost.

the only things missing from my weekend, for the most part, were things/people in other states. y'know, like renee, jessica, my family, mazzio's pizza, my wittle, itsy and grandlittle, my ocd, my t-town and s&s buddies, etc...but other than that? could have really asked for a better balance of weekend goodness...

let's list, shall we?

~widespread panic (which was eventful and fun, and I've now lost my stuffing-mini-bottles-in-my-bra virginity)
~one dollar grilled cheese sandwiches at the shake-down post show.
~sushi. mmmmmmmm sushi. and half sweet/half unsweet tea.
~softball (well, technically batting cages)
~shopping for cute baby things
~seeing all of my duke/durham friends
~yummy fruit, pretty flowers, deelish cake, seeing audrey's fam (and being reminded how much fun laura is! plus scott and I had fun talking about ChE...)
~compliments on my cute ross-dress-for-less skirt and plain-jane-ballet flats, which I DID wear on my date (thanks avm, att and kjw. and sjg too.)
~good times chit-chatting with the ladies. and eating skittles. and making cigar/ball jokes. :)
~beer pong which I didn't actually play, unfortch
~dancing. with a guy who can dance. WAY better than I can.
~a new place to look for cute clothes (maxstudio.com)
~jewelry making with some of my sisters and friends
~ryan messing with the baby bjorn and seeing the amazing quilt katie made for sam!
~tin roof icecream eating
~watching sex and the city with mary alise
~getting a free hip-hop cd at the car wash. no, really. 'course within the first three songs he likens himself to christ (because he's his dad's only son, too, clearly there's a connection) and tells us his name rhymes with bumble bee. but still, it was free.
~getting free super glue from my neighbor who just wants to take care of somebody. He has a daughter who is two years younger than I am, and he has been on medical leave for the past four months or so...he also offered me change for the car wash, it was nice of him.
~and being reminded of The Shirt Tales at dinner with Mary Alise and Matt. And Thundercats. And Gummy Bears. And learning that I might just be a yankee. Even though really, I'm not.

good times, people good times.

the only bad parts...

~some of the WSP "events"
~realizing that my batting problem isn't fixable--this one is good and bad. I socked the hell out of the pitches when they I selected medium speed baseball on accident, so it's an issue with the timing that's making me hit poorly. bummer, huh?
~the five minutes I spent alone downtown at 2am on Saturday because somebody walked off and left me. incase you didn't know, I'm a sarcastic person. get used to it. :)
~all of my tin roof getting eaten. I wanted to take some home, dangit! It's okay, though--there's no point in crying over frozen milk! The real bummer, though, is that it isn't an available flavor this month, see? [pout]
~getting a sunburn while cleaning out my car
~and being called a Yankee. I’ll have to blog about my logic for why I’m NOT later. ha!

and here are some cute pics from the shower!

you best not be tryin' to break my crayons

this is a faboo phrase. it shall be incorporated into the carriecabulary soon. :)

weekend bloggage and pix coming...

keeping time and putting my money where my mouth is.

yesterday I was trying to decide if I wanted to change my myspace profile. everyone go look at it, don't worry, I'll wait.

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[twiddles thumbs]

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now that you're back. I was thinking about the part that sais "if I invest my time in something, then I mean it." And I started thinking about what, exactly it is that I'm 1)spending my time on and 2)spending my money on. And what it should say to me.

Clearly, it means a lot to me that I am a Greek. That's why I'm so involved, it's why I talk it up, it's why I take on leadership roles. I LOVE it. And I love it even more after talking to my mommie yesterday. For those of you who don't know, she's not a Greek, but my granddaddy is a Sig Ep, my granny and my aunt are KayDees and my other aunt is a TriDelt, as is my cousin far removed. There are LOTS of Greeks in my family. And yesterday my mom was telling me how proud of me she was for joining a house, how she can tell the impact it has had on my life, how wonderful she thinks it is. It makes me smile. But I digress.

The other priorities for me, time-wise, are friends and church. And maybe sports, but not as much. And I like that.

And as far as money goes, taking away things like rent and car payments from the equation, you're really jsut left with art stuff, entertainment and my dadgum teeth.

I'm not even sure why I'm blogging about this, except it looks like, figuratively and literally, I'm putting my money where my mouth is, and it makes me feel good to know it.

tonight, it's widespread with betsy. tomorrow, oh my goodness lots and lots of things. and sunday beading and blue bell. mmmmmmmmmm.

happy friday and THANK GOODNESS.

me: "eh, whatev." sjg: "did you just say 'whatev?' " me: "yep." sjg: "you are such a sorority girl." me: "thanks!"

So, yeah. LOTS of Greeky stuff yesterday. And Geeky.

We inducted the seniors into the alumnae association, and dude, a few of 'em got all teary! And we actually ran out of roses! This was certainly the warmest reception I've received while doing this--I think we're going to get a lot of new members! There were about 25 seniors there, but we only got a pic with a few of them.

And then? Went to the Triangle Alumnae Panhellenic meeting--and was informed I am now President. There's a LOT of work to be done there. I am sooo up for the challenge. Luckily, I didn't have to pay for my wine AND I got some flowers. And a shit-ton of papers. The woman printed out every single damn email she'd sent since 2001. What?!?

Did y'all watch LOST? Huh? Kate isn't making sense, and why would Desmond go all liver-saver-ee? And did Penny send that chick? Or is she on the island too? Their picture was in that copy of catch-22. (good book, read it if you haven't) Hmm hmm hmmm. Four eps before the season finale--can you wait? And please tell me you caught the picture of the old woman in the corner of the monk's desk. The british chick from the jewelry store? And did you know that there's a whole LOST section on wikipedia? here's last night's episode.

Oh, and the geeky--I really like this song my friend Kelly sent on my mix cd--it's called Science is Golden. It's my myspace song. :) Appropriate, no?

kisses.

geeky and greeky.

um, so.
on a happier note.

1. I am really friggin sore. From playing softball. On Monday night. Y'see, they had me at catcher, which is a-o-k, but it sure means my legs are sooooooore. I hear that bananas help with soreness, is that true?
2. I want a barre. Yes, b-a-r-re. See number one. For stretching my legs. Currently I've been using the tops of the lab benches in a barre-type fashion, doing my one-legged plies. Hello, Ms. Larkin. Thank you for teaching me how to stretch. and piroutte. and do headstands.
3. At first I was disappointed about being catcher. But now I'm super pleased. At this rate I am sure going to have some incredible leggage going on by the end of the season. yowza! or hubba hubba, take your pick!
4. I bought shoes yesterday. The most un-exciting, plain jane black ballet flats imaginable. To go with my cute toile shirt. You will see it, I'm sure. I cannot believe these shoes. They are cute but so PLAIN. I like 'em though. no bow or nothin'.
5. I also want to buy some new crocs. Their ballet flats, specifically. They are sooooo comfy.
6. Oh yeah, about that softball thing? It was our first game and we CREAMED them. 19-7. yours truly got a hit every time AND an RBI and scored a run. Pity that my best hit was also a fly ball, and it was caught. But still, yay PGUMC softball. Also, gotta say? I was kicking ass and taking names AND I made friends with the ump, which is always a good move. :)
7. that whole greek part? Yeah, today I'm preeeeety sure I'm going to be elected Triangle Alumnae Panhellenic (TAP) President. :) Perhaps when I ran for President of Panhellenic like five years ago I was just a little ahead of my time?
8. Super-dee-duper congrats go out to my dears Mary Alise and Michael WHO ARE ENGAGED! 'Bama here I come. Next summer, though, next summer. I can't wait to see the rock in person!
9. Tonight I am going to the BX KD house at UNC to do senior inductions and then to the TAP wine tasting. I also had to decide between choir practice, a PGUMC softball game and a work softball practice. I can't ever recall having FIVE things to do on one night ever before. Even in college!

also, I can't believe I've never called myself geeky and greeky ever before. I mean, seriously!

happy hump day. happy happy humpity hump.