And I'm not in school. However, I did start working at the end of September, so it actual feels almost like high school, if anything. This has caused me to start reliving the past again. Say hello to AGUMON and SAILOR MOON. Now all I have to find is Flint the Time Detective and that show where there were monsters that turned into cards or some crap like that. AND we're gonna get X/1999 and Candidate for Goddess on Netflix relatively soon.

Work is good! I might buy a Blackberry so I can get in on the employee discount. The real question is whether I'm gay enough for it.

I hope I can read fanfiction off of it >.<

Can't wait to see everyone at the Halloween party!!! I'll provide costumes for those who don't wear one ^_~ so keep that in mind!

I just applied to 5 more jobs :) Most of which were entry level so that means better chance of actually hearing back from them. But I keep getting scouted out by insurance companies...WTF I don't want to do commission sales!!! Or pay $2,000 to get licensed to sell insurance :P Silly job market

Mikey made me count how many Pokemon cards he's given to me/I've stole from him.

80.

That's way too many for a legal deck.

I'm so fickle! But I need a new AIM screen name. I don't like the one I have because no one gets that it's Nightcrawler and I give up. I'm not a BAMF. Anyway! Here are some ideas I had:

UnrealBlauren - Basically, all the names Mike has called me over the past 3 years. Unreal (just Lauren mixed up) and Blauren...because that's what he calls me..........

EllieDazzle - this is actually my youtube account name, but it's kinda cute...maybe

That's all I got for now. Like either of these? Or have a different idea? GLOOMGLOOM :3

So our professor yesterday emails everyone saying that you have to bundle up and bring the papers to him even if there is a snow day. Here's the fun catch. He didn't say a specific time. So now we're getting emails from him: I only have 3 papers in my office. Well dude, what do you expect. It's a snow day. We're college students. We're sleeping in. Dumb. If you wanted them by a certain time, you need to be specific. Guess I'll just email a copy at this point. No way am I bundling up and going out into the coldie cold.

And the Ham Ham Heartbreak game is so adorable!!! Me and Drew and totally in love and we try to help others back together again. Best game ever :D

While at Target today, I saw a mini laptop for $300. I was so excited, and Dan thought I was about to buy it right then and there. But I am a prudent shopper. So I have no come to learn that these mini laptops are called "netbooks." They are incredibly adorable, are perfect for on the go, and come in a variety of colors! What more could I ask for?!? (Beyond a 2 hour battery life...)

Super Cute!!! ($300)

Pretty and Pink!!! ($700)


OMG IT'S SO CHIBI ($900)

Save the Koalas! Look! He's drinking bottled water! He's so thirsty!



The man is Michael, nurturing the ones he cares about; a ray of hope for the downtrodden. The koala is Drew, who will always be there to hold Mike's hand, and trees. The fire is me. You are so lucky you survived Drew...I'll get you next time.

I awoke this morning and had a strange feeling. This happens every so often when I have a really perplexing dream. Actually, I would call it more of a struggle dream. It's that feeling you get when you're trying your hardest to survive and someone still puts a shotgun to the back of your head. Anyway, my dream concerned finding my lost children (I was still the same age as I am now, but somehow I had some littles running around). Like a good mommy, I tracked down the SOBs and proceeded to beat them to a pulp. Then a gun was put to the back of my head. I never die in my dreams, but THAT was a close one. So now I'm in this weird, not really depressed, but not really happy mood because I'll always get stopped by a shotgun.

I blame Josh and Dan for playing Gears of War, sparking this dream.

I'm finally using my deviant account! There's not much up there yet, but I got a couple of pictures of the amigurumi I've been making over the last couple of months. I still need pictures of the ones I've given away, but not a big deal ^_^

http://effieavidor.deviantart.com/

Avoiding doing work for now (cos I just found out I'm not getting paid for the last two weeks ;_;) so I'm making my list of amigurumi presents for people:

Josh - random ass pokemon
Mikey - Jigglypuff
Melissa - white ferret
Brick - a brick/happy poo
Caitlin - a panda which will end up being some kind of sea creature that doesn't involve using black!! ( i hatesss it)

And I need to finish making scarves before its warm outside! That would be bad <_<

Soon I'll post pictures of my amigurumi to date on deviantart so everyone can take a look ^_^

OMG LINK...MARTH...YES!!!



PS We figured out the first Link is Dark Link, and the second is the HOTT one =^_^=




HAHA I love lazy Sundays surfing youtube :P

So I was thinking about how Mikey didn't go trick-or-treating last night and it really made me sad. Not because he didn't go, but because he doesn't have a brother or sister to trade candy with. Me, Jess, and Britt used to sit down after Halloween and lay out all of our candy on the rug. Then we would trade with each other all the candy that we did/didn't like. It was awesome. I really miss counting all my candy.

Current Candy Count: 0

:(

I wrote this when I was 15: (To the tune of Chris Rock's "No Sex in the Champagne Room")

[Frodo] Good evening Hobbits of Middle-Earth. I have one piece of advice for you. No matter what a Ranger tells you, there are no Elves in the champagne room. Sure, there’s champagne in the champagne room. But you don’t want champagne. You want Elves. And there are no Elves in the champagne room.

 

Don’t go to bars with Rangers in them. Sure it feels safe inside. But what about all those Nazgul outside with swords? They know you ain’t got one.

If an Elf tells you he’s twenty and looks sixteen, he’s several decades. If an Elf tells you he’s twenty-six, and looks twenty six, he’s damn near a millennium.

Stop humping that silly ass pony.

Morgoth couldn’t have possibly committed all those crimes. Sauron did some of that shit.

Young Hobbits, if you go to a party, and someone lights fireworks, let it slide. Why spend the next couple hours washing dishes cause Gandalf left them out in the open.

Lembas. Ain’t nothing wrong with that!

No matter what you think of what I’m saying, remember this one thing:

There are no Elves in the champagne room.

 

[Aragorn] Uhh
No Elves in the champagne room
No Elves in the champagne room
No Elves in the champagne room
No Elves in the champagne room
No Elves in the champagne room
No Elves in the champagne room
Absolutely positively no Elves in the champagne room
Absolutely positively no Elves in the champagne room

 

[Frodo] If Tom Bombadil has a funny sign, he hasn’t been rhyming for too long. A real poet is too crazy to be funny.

If a she-Elf has an arrow up her ass, she’ll probably suck your dick.

If a he-Elf has an arrow up his ass, he’ll probably suck your dick.

Here’s a prophecy for everybody:

Uruk-hai, you’re gonna die.

Goblins, you’re gonna die.

Sauron, you’re gonna die twice.

Boromir, you’re gonna die.

Haldir, you’re gonna die.

Legolas, you’re gonna die fuckin.

No one goes to Helm’s Deep for the scenery.

If you’ve been dating an Elf for four months, and you haven’t met any of his companions, you are not part of the Fellowship.

Some of the things I’ve said may not apply to you. Some of the things I said may have offended you. But remember this one thing:

There are no Elves in the champagne room. NONE

 

[Aragorn] There’re no Elves in the champagne room
There’re no Elves in the champagne room
There’re no Elves in the champagne room
There’re no Elves in the champagne room
There’re no Elves in the champagne room
Ain’t get none cant have none, naa, in the champagne room
There are absolutely positively no Elves in the champagne room
Na na say, no no ooow there aint no Elves in the champagne room na na say na na

I had a dream last night that me and Mike were in Melissa's room playing with the ferrets when this dude busts in and says "Back away from the ferrets!" And then Melissa showed up as they were boxing up the ferrets and she was crying and everything. Then the dude/policeman started breaking her things, because "she didn't deserve to worship god" or something (I think he broke a cross). So I ran across campus to tell Jim that the police were abusing their power, but Jim already had the police report, and he said there was nothing he could do. On the bright side, Melissa wasn't in trouble, she just had to move the ferrets. So I ran back across campus and ran into Melissa. Then she blamed me because Mikey was the one who let the secret out. And then we got into a fight because he's only seven and doesn't known better. Then I woke up sad.

I'm gonna go play with the ferrets :)

BOW TO MY ACCOUNTING KNOWLEDGE FEEBLE SOPHOMORES!!

And I didn't make any bad jokes :)

But I did let them out early ; )

And I knock the socks off of myself....

SO MUCH CONFIDENCE RIGHT NOW :3

Don't ever drive on a back road while listening to Sephiroth. I felt so powerful, and deadly. BEWARE

If you have too many bloody noses, can you pass out? I need to know....I might be dying....

And my toes feel tingly :)

I also got the coordinator position for Northeast next year. Wicked excited. I am now Brickhouse's boss! MWAHAHA