out of sight.

Guess what? My glasses finally came!
Not so fast....there are rules:

1. No jokes about intelligence being an "optical illusion"


2. No jokes about Sarah Palin


3. No jokes about the impending arrival of a white stick and/or a golden retriever in a bright vest

halloween.

I normally get really excited about Halloween, but I was a little bummed out this year. That was until I started writing this blog.

My friends and I are huge fans of Halloween and we have a huge party each year. Everyone gets dressed up, Dana tries to kill everyone with the punch, we play games, drink a lot, it's a great time! Unfortunately, due to my geographical and educational situation, I will be unable to participate in the festivities for the first time in 4 years :( Anyway, I decided to write this blog and post some pictures, but then after looking through my photographs I realized that my friends and I love Halloween for one reason alone....the costumes. In fact, I've realized that my friends and I are dressed up in some weird costume/outfit/hat/etc. in almost every picture that I have. Therefore, I am no longer bummed because Halloween is totally replicable (gosh, i'm such a scientist) for the next time I get back to NC. I mean, we always watch scary movies and Dana routinely tries to kill us with punch, so next time we'll just put on costumes! Anyway, here are a few pictures from years past:

Year I: I was an angel and Matt was the Brawny Paper Towel Guy (you could argue that neither one of us are in costume...heeeheee)

Year II - This was the year that I decided to go as Roller Girl from Boogie Nights (Mistake Number 1). I tried to persuade Miranda to install hand rails in her house and put down some sort of spongey material on the floor to protect me from injury. She wouldn't (totally unreasonable, by the way). She did promise to help me "train" for Halloween by rollerblading with me around the loop at Wrightsville Beach (Mistake Number 2). Of course, I fell about 30 minutes into it and injured my wrist. She pretty much dragged me into the car and ran in my apartment screaming to Matt "I'm sorry, I broke your girlfriend!".

Many of the American Eagle Clan:

Year III - a lot of beer pong was played this year.

New Year 2008:

This is actually the same night, except we have obviously decompensated quite an bit and changed costumes:

Then we added blowers:

This deserves some explanation, but I'm not going to give it to you:

Then we were swamp monsters:

Miranda was a lion and Daner was drunk :)

My Maid of Honor and me:

I sometimes wear a crazy sombrero :)

Guess who? Don't worry, your secret is safe with me.

Obama - Biden 2008

For all of you who can vote in this country:

VOTE FOR OBAMA-BIDEN 2008

one fine day.

Just wanted to update everyone: I am half way through hell week. I have turned in 2 papers and finished 1 exam. I have 1 more exam tomorrow and another paper due on Thursday.



Otherwise, things are looking up.



Oh, I'm going to get my eyes tested on Saturday because I might as well be wearing a blindfold for all I can see right now. Maybe I'll get glasses like these....?

driving miss daisy.

Ugh. I'm really sick of getting lost here. There are so many construction projects going on and so much traffic, it is nearly impossible get anywhere! My least favorite thing about California is the horrible horrible traffic and the bad bad bad drivers.

This morning, trying to take a shortcut, I managed to get on to the freeway going north instead of south. By the way, San Francisco is to the north and so I ended up getting stuck in traffic for 10 minutes before being able to exit so I could turn around. I finally came to an exit a mile or so down but when I got off the ramp there was nowhere to go!! They had closed down the entrance to the southbound lanes and there were no signs posted prior to me exiting. I was already getting really irritated and since I didn't want to get back on 101 North, I had to drive around some random (sketchy) neightborhood. Yeah, this is what I need at 8am....

Finally, after a small panic attack and asking some random woman for help, I managed to get on the right road. I'm a little shaken up at this point and traffic is terrible. Then, for some reason I DID NOT EXIT AT THE CORRECT ROAD (I'm such an idiot). The exit for my work is the next one down so I guess I had it in my mind to get off there. After touring Redwood City for 15 minutes (by the way, if you want to know what Redwood City is like, go to a crack house and throw a bag of trash everywhere...that's pretty much Redwood city) I managed to get to school.

girl, interrupted.

Hola Blog-a-teers! Well this week was the ususal pure insanity that is PGSP-Stanford. I am so exhausted! Monday is my first exam in Psychopathology and it is going to be hell. I honestly don't feel like there are enough hours in the day to get everything done that I need. My boss asked me the other day "Do you ever get tired of just running around? You're constantly in motion every second of every day.". The answer, of course, is a resounding YES. However, I don't have a choice so I deal with it by complaining (and drinking). A lot.

This week I learned 2 things:
1. I am a complete therapy spazz.
2. Tom Cruise is. absolutely. insane.

Obviously, the Tom Cruise thing is way more important (and interesting). I remember a time when everyone really liked Tom Cruise. It was about 4 years ago...before he went off his Lithium, I assume. One of my professors showed us the interview with Matt Lauer that Tom did a few years back. I kind of remember seeing it at the time but when I watched it again, I became really concerned about him. About 3 minutes into it I felt like I was back at an inpatient facility watching someone have a manic episode. See for yourself:




Get back on your meds Tom, for all of our sakes. You don't know anything about psychiatry or psychology. You're an actor...and you used to be a good one...stick to what you know!