Day 11-CTFxC

So I went to go get a new watch today. My old one was fine and functional and I liked it, BUT one of the pins that holds the links together had fallen out, so it was unwearable for awhile. Then I had this brilliant idea of sewing the links together with thread, and so I did that and it worked really well, although it looked really dumb. Maybe. BUT. That thread broke the other day, and I decided I should probably stop screwing with the old one and just buy a new one. I went and picked a new one out, but because my wrists are so small they had to take out a bunch of links. Apparently the watch is harder to break apart than a bank vault, and they worked on it for an hour and still couldn't get it. So now I have to wait a few days until they can figure it out. Although I'm sure they're qualified people, I would not be surprised if I could figure it out in 10 minutes. Then again, maybe not.

If you don't know about Internet Killed Television (or CTFxC), you should check them out on YouTube. It's this guy and his fiancee and their two dogs who do vlogs every day. Many are boring, but the people are kinda cool and their dogs are hilarious. The videos are fun, and the guy is seriously cute.

As you can see behind me, there are "The Illiad" and "The Odyssey." Two books which we may or may not have been forced to read excerpts of in high school. Aaaand then never read again.

Day 10-CHOCOLATE

I haven't really had any sort of sweet food for a few months, with the exception of a handful of chocolate chips once in awhile. I've stopped making myself cookies and crepes because, well, I'm just too lazy. Also the ingredients aren't even officially mine, so I was using up those. But my point is that I have been craving chocolate and ice cream for about a week and a half now, like super a lot. I finally got two giant bars of dark chocolate today! I will try not to consume them immediately.

I have the song "I Like to Tinker" by Susan Walker (who is really Liam Sullivan) in my head. Check it out, as long as you're not opposed to covert lesbian humor: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qG2F1h5FHsU

Seems like I make a lot of plans that don't work out. I think I'm setting goals that are far too high, kinda setting myself up for failure. I'll have to try to be more reasonable. I'm not good with going with the flow as far as my future is concerned; I like to plan. But since it's lookin' like grad school for me, I think that study abroad's going out the window and I need to start saving for after I graduate. After all, it's not just the school I'll have to pay for, but a home, a car...blech. I'm so ready to do this, but just lack the MONEYS. Bush, I blame you for all my economic problems.

Day 9-Elevatah

Today I was sitting with some friends of someone I know at Butler, and they decided that it would be liek omg so hilarious if I pretended to have a New York accent when some new people stopped by. So I did, and one girl said, "HEY are you from New York?!?!?" And I said, "Yes." And she said, "OH MY GOD I love that accent aallalalaallaerwearoasdlmvnaserrng!"

That is not a paraphrase. That's what she actually said.

Sooo I convinced some dumb bitch that I was actually from New York. Obviously I'm doing great things with my life. What are YOU doing?

Also I had a ridiculously long discussion about the GIRTH of my friend's penis. We have come to the consensus that it is not only LARGE and VERY STATELY, but also goes by the name "The Rocket of Eternal Pleasure." This is all true. He is also 5'11". Maybe. He was very guarded about his height. Jerk.

Here I am with the self-same friend (of the extraordinarily giant penis, if you recall) in an elevator.

Day 8-Someone Else's House

I had spaghetti today, and it was all I ever wanted. Hooray.

There's this one turn going to the place that I rehearse at that's marked when you go in that way, but NOT when you exit that way. Consequently I miss it every time I go. GAH.

Had a pretty good life lesson learning session this week. I have lived and learned and matured and although this was a hard and quite frankly stupid thing to have to learn, I did learn it and that is that. More knowledge for the ol' noggin. Sometimes it really seems like even if you tell me why I shouldn't do something, it doesn't hit home quite as hard as if I did it myself and found it out. Frustrating, I know. I worry about myself.

I took a picture of myself in someone else's bathroom. I thought their bathroom would be furnished, but it seriously only had a toilet, a sink and a towel. Oh, and soap too. So, my point is that it's not an interesting place to have taken a picture in. But I did it anyway. For YOU.

Day 7-PB&J...again

Did a lot of job searching today, and came up with some possibles to look into. I just really really don't want to work in the food business again--whether that be cooking it, serving it, cleaning it up or whatever. You know, I'd be so happy being a receptionist: I'm friendly, patient, efficient and I like doing filing. So where the hell are all the receptionist jobs? Also it SUCKS that no one wants to hire someone for 3 months. I mean, I understand why they don't, but from my perspective it's super shitty not to be able to make money while not in school. Lounging about doing nothing makes me irritable and mopey and frustrated. I don't want a repeat of last summer (to fill you in: it BLEW).

Got my evaluations from my teachers (if I were a douche I would say my prof evals) and they basically all said "fap fap Emma's amazing fap fap we're in love and getting married." And I would be surprised by this, except that I AM actually amazing and have come to expect this response in others. Wouldn't it be nice to get paid for being so great, though?

I made a triple decker pb&j again. It's pretty much what I'm eating aside from cereal. Wow, that's a lot of carbs. If I gave an iota of a shit about stuff like that I might be worried.

Day 6-C'est le bel art

So you know those stupid games you can play on Facebook? There's like 4 million of them: Farmville, Cakeville, Methville, Bitchesnhoesville, CommunistRussiaville...in that last one you make veiled threats to the other players and rush to develop science and technology before they do. Each and every one of these games is just as stupid as the last. HOWEVER. However. I've become addicted to two of them: Petville and Fishville. I don't spend all day messing around on them, but for some reason they have spoken to me in a deep and personal way, such like I've never been spoken to before. But even though I have become roped into the retarded nature of these games, I implore you to not get involved. Please, good people, keep thine soul pure and virgin, untouched by the lecherous hands of Facebook games!

In other news, I really really want a Manwich. Huh.

Also today I watched some new videos from Liam Sullivan. If you don't know who this is, he's the guy who came up with Kelly and the "Shoes" song. But he does other stuff than that, and most of it is hilarious! I recommend checking his site out (I have it listed under sites I'm into) and watching some stuff. In particular I loved the "Dr. Ulee--Sex Therapist" vid. So...go watch that shit.

Here I am observing some high art, much like one would see at an exclusive gallery somewhere in Paris. It's a framed poster of cake and coffee and grapes that we got at Target, I believe.

Day 5-Fuckin' BIGAH

I've got this thing that's you plug into your ipod that's supposed to let you play it on a blank radio station, or something, but it's not working. I've tried looking up directions for it, but maybe the make/model/whatever isn't out anymore, because I can't find them. I just want so badly to play my shit in my car! Is that so much to ask?

I spent much of my morning on the phone. In fact, it was how I started my day: some bitch called and woke me the fuck up. I don't know about you, but I'm not only not very pleasant when woken up that way but also my cognitive and motor skills are not too great. I almost broke my foot going for the phone. Maybe not, but still.

I can't quite express just how STOKED i am to be in California this summer. I'll be staying with my uncle and playing with an orchestra, but I need to get a paying position for it to totally rock. I like doing stuff but I prefer doing stuff while huge wads of money are going into my bank account. You know.

I am standing in front of some salad dressing, because everyone knows that if you've got a big bowl of shit if you drown it in salty snotty herbs it'll taste better. Also there is a jar of what appears to be jelly.

Day 4-In Cars

Today I got some cups and in an unrelated event drank some really thick juice. I think it was one of those 800-vitamins, pro-biotic, gluten-free, antioxidant-rich, AIDS-curing drinks. Like, after you drink it you might be able to voluntarily cure illnesses and grow new organs. Not gonna lie, it tasted alright but the texture was like if someone took a banana in their hand and then squeezed it and then put it in your mouth.

Anyway here I am in a car. I drive those sometimes, although usually nowhere interesting. Seeing as I'll most likely be spending a lot of my time in California, I think I want to drive out there.

In other news, being an extremely social extrovert is hard when you're stuck alone for weeks on end. HOWEVER instead of dwelling on this we should instead just look at this goddamn awesome picture.

Fun update: due to some really really weird shit going down tonight, I have ended up with 3 kinds of coffee and a "natural" makeup kit, as well as a $25 gift card. Huh.

Day 3-Squeaker Clean

Wow, you caught me getting out of the shower! Ha! Except my hair is miraculously dry. I am some sort of wizard. Of course this wasn't staged.

I was told not to use this particular version of this picture because it made me "look like I had put on a ton of weight." However, even though my arm looks mammoth-sized it was funnier overall, and I flush my self-respect down the toilet for the sake of comedy. I AM A MARTYR

In other news I only got about 4.5 hours of sleep last night so I've been achey and kinda "WARRARRH" all day. My life so far has been an endless parade of dumbass videos and sleep. I've got a pretty awesome idea in the works, but I'm still perfecting it. Suffice to say it will be 1)awesome 2) hilarious and 3) educational. By themselves these qualities are good but together they form an impenetrable force to be reckoned with.

Day 2-BU

Here I sit with the incredibly life-like sculpture of a bulldog named Blue on Butler's campus. What. a. stupid fucking name for a dog. "But it's the school colurz hurrrr!" I don't care. Your school's mascot is one of the dumbest goddamn dogs alive. It's by the grace of God that it can even clean its own ass.

Day 1, kinda

I started this blog 2 days after I officially started Project 365: FACE, so I have to post a couple the same day, I guess. I originally was doing all this on my Facebook wall but then decided that was stupid. Whatever

Anyway, here i am in my kitchen in Indianapolis with Clarence. For those of you single ladies out there, Clarence is a recent graduate from UCLA (BA Philosophy) and is a fun-loving guy who likes hiking, watching CSI and eating sushi! So send him an email or some shit.