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What's spim?

A better question: Is anyone actually reading this?

Can someone please explain to me why guys consistently say things they don't mean? For instance, what exactly is the point in telling a girl you want to hang out and allude to doing things with her if you have no intention of doing so? Because I'm getting tired of it.

I so want one of these for Valentine's Day.

Too bad I don't have a Valentine
/loser

I finally changed the graphic to say "winter 05" instead of "fall 04," and I tweaked some elements of the design to make it less awkward-looking. And I finally gave the freaking archives a filename so that they go to an actual html file instead of the code (though the archive files are in a separate directory than my images, and thus the images on my archive pages are broken). I'm still not 100% satisfied with it, but I'm not yet motivated enough to do a redesign. Live with it, suckers.

Nevermind me, I'm just pretending that people are actually reading this. I should also mention that Blogger's commenting system sucks. I don't get the notifications by e-mail for weeks after they're posted.

The story of Oedipus

(Supposedly an actual essay written by a college student.)

I must be easily amused, because this cracked my shit up. Comedy Goldmine, indeed.

P.S. It's my birthday [speaking of Wednesday]. I'm 24.

And yes, I realize that banner up there says "fall 04" but dammit, I'm too lazy to change it right now.

I don't think I've ever met another Tonya that I liked. It's not a very common name, but I have known of a few other people who share it, and I haven't had much in common with any of them. Of course, there's always the inevitable Tonya Harding joke. And another Tonya caused some waves on The Real World: Chicago a few seasons ago. Here's a rundown:


Tonya Harding
Infamous for:
Obviously, this Tonya is most known for the incident with fellow ice skater Nancy Kerrigan during the Winter Olympics several years back. Afraid of losing her chance at the gold, Tonya got someone to whack Ol' Nancy on the knee. Not that I necessarily blame her; that Nancy was sort of a bitch. Anyway, the whole thing backfired, Tonya got caught, and Oksana Baiul ended up taking the gold.
Currently: She's since been banned from ice skating, but never fear, Tonya fans: she's starting a more fitting boxing career.
XXX: Tonya also gained some notoriety when a raunchy videotape from her wedding night was discovered. There has also been some speculation about her having breast augmentation, but a Tonya fan site proclaims her boobs are real, just "surgically enhanced" (and that would be different how?)


Tonya from The Real World: Chicago
Infamous for: Sure, the castmates on RW may have their differences, but Tonya's roomies could all agree on one things: Tonya was annoying as hell. Originally from the small white-washed Washington town of Walla Walla, Tonya was pretty naive. Tension with the black and gay housemates was expected since she admitted she didn't know any black people and disapproved of homosexuality, but by the end of the show all of the cast--black, white, straight, and gay alike--had their fill of Tonya's melodrama (she spent the whole season bemoaning her kidney infections). The highlight of the season was when Tonya's roommates, on a trip sans Tonya, started singing a song mocking her. Some later expressed remorse for being so cruel...until they realized she was on the phone with her boyfriend dissing her roommates the whole time they were gone.
Currently: Still milking the money cow that is the Real World on this seasons Real World/Road Rules: Battle of the Sexes 2. Her last episode aired recently, as she was voted off. She's managed not to cause too many tifts, though cast member Tina absolutely despised her (Tina's even worse than Tonya, though).
XXX:She's gone from being a naive girl from a small town who'd only had one boyfriend to a heavy drinking, boob-flashing party girl. And she admittedly has implants.


Tonya, who runs this website (AKA me)
Infamous for: Nothing. I may come off like an opinionated bitch in some of my posts, but in real life I'm quiet and unconfrontational. I don't party, don't drink, don't hire people to hit my arch-nemesis with a metal pipe, don't even have any arch-nemeses and am fairly easy to get along with.
Currently: I'm a baby-sitter and sometimes art student (taking at least a semester off) who still lives with her parents at the ripe old age of 23 (24 in one week).
XXX: Nothing scandalous to talk about in the sex department to say the least. I'm consistently single and have never been in a serious relationship. Draw your own conclusions. And my boobs are real, FYI.

So, there you have it. I may share a name with these girls, but there's no getting us confused.

Long time, no see. Random list time!

1. Here are my latest excuses for not posting, which I'm sure has turned the internet upside-down: Hey, I just started a new full-time job, left my previous job, and finished up the fall semester at school within a matter of weeks. (Nevermind that I was only enrolled part-time in studio art classes)

2. I should probably, like, start eating again. My appetite has been non-existant lately, which is good for my figure but bad for my general well-being.

3. Roseanne is the best show ever. I admit I've haven't come across many other people my age (24 next month, buy me presents) who've watched this show as religiously as I have, but who the fuck cares. Unlike most sitcoms of the era, Roseanne managed to be *about* something by discussing the topics of gay marriage, racial tension, abortion, alchoholism, and domestic abuse (just to name a few) without getting too afterschool-special-y. Sure, it had it's misses, but it was mostly real and more importantly funny.

4. Since I don't have to work again until January 4th, I plan to barrage myself inside my house so I won't have to face the cold. And by "cold" I mean it's in the 30s, but I'm in Georgia so that's practically disaster weather.

5. Food! Really, I should eat some.

6. I saw the Scissor Sisters on Saturday Night Live last week, and I'm now officially in love. I loved their "Take Your Momma Out" song anyway...it's a crazy mix of old-school Elton John & Billy Joel and Beck. But I thought the two singers (not bothering to look up their names right now) had terrific stage presence and just looked like they were having fun. Fun, that's what it's all about, people.