jamiepants80

Ok, so I gotta know: how many of you hookers are on myspace or facebook? More importantly, how many of you are and are not on my list of bros-n-hoes?! I can't possibly blog all over the internet with my busy schedule of school, eating and jerkin' off....so find me, love me and kick me in the balls (or read my blogs @ myspace...you can see my underpants there too, promise.)

www.myspace.com/sassyswitch
http://facebook.com/p.php?id=22910567&l=183874ef4b

BALLS!

ps. I need some real sweet tea. This McAllister's shit is G-ross.
pss. I'm going to NFA now...if you're gonna be there tell me. I wanna find you and squeeze you. probably.

So I don't update here anymore...but if you are curious to read about the stupid ass things I do you can find me here:

www.myspace.com/sassyswitch

I update there frequently and am quite addicted to it.

Love to all.

Back to paper writing.

So I don't usually get excited about movie let alone excited enough to go watch movie trailors...but I did. twice. and I cried with excitement both times. A few weeks ago it was over the trailor for Rent and today it was a trailor for Harry Potter. I am so lame...and fairly emotional for no reason :)

I'm watching VH1's Most Metal Moments and I feel strangely better about myself :) God Bless large hair, spandex, and flying V's.

oh man, is it possible to be so miserable? yes..I think it is...because I am. Boys will be the death of me, that's for sure. I think I should cut my vagina off and that might make it better :)

I did it. I got em done. I now have a total of 4 stars on each side. They go up in a diagonal direction from the two I already have. They increase in size as they go up toward my shoulder. The one that rest on my shoulder is about 2-2 1/2 inches big. They are incredible. It hurt like hell...but I didn't cry!

Exercising is going well. I have found a yoga class that isn't the death of me to go to. I have also enjoyed the Hi/Lo Groove as they call it. It's like doing show choir and aerobic moves to shitty club dance music. It's a hella good time. I can't wait until we get to do the tootsie roll.

I finally have a thesis/qualitative class topic. Baldwin liked it a ton so I'm pysched to get started. It all has to do with women using humor in the classroom and credibility issues... if you have something that you think I could use, let me know!

I'm going to try to get my tattoos done this weekend. Wish me luck...I think my boobs will be sore for a while.

Tired. Hungry. Must go...

kisses!

Yoga my asshole....try pilates. FUCK. I think I bruised my tailbone. My abs are sore. My core is broken. I'm not sure I'm going back to her class...I'll find someone else who teaches it and hope for more yoga and less pilates.

Uh!

It hurts...

School started. The first week isn't even done and I'm super tired and super busy. Lots to talk about!

I have one class. Qualitative Research with Dreamboat AKA Dr. Baldwin. I am IN LOVE with him and qualitative research. It's the best thing since sliced bread. After dreading, hating and despising Research Methods (quantitative)last semester and figuring I would never want to do research and contribute a damn thing to society, qualitative comes along and saves me and gives me hope that I can like research and indeed contribute to society. For this I am glad and hella fucking excited!!! Let's do it!!!

My independent study is as was before. Text book slaving.

My intership is AMAZING! I get to guest lecture in Dr. Simonds class (Com 392.08) on writing exams and stuff (not that exciting, but I'll get over it) and I get to do some teaching, evaluating and observing in Dr. Hunt's class (Com 281) I mostly get to teach the forensics stuff which should be a hoot! I also get to run a workshop on something (probably instructional com focus) for teachers on campus. Boo-yah! It's gonna be sweet ass.

My mentees are interesting.... Jessica rocks the house, Anji does too. I'm very excited for and proud of those girls. Drue is a bit of a challenge. He's taught 2 days now and he's improving, but improvement will come slow and he's starting pretty much from in the hole. So we gotta dig him out and get him going. I can totally respect Doug even more now. It's hard to teach people to teach...especially when they don't get it and don't want to. Frustration is high. Work load is high. I'm hoping for the best.

On the plus side of all of that, it's really giving me the chance to rethink my teaching and the things I do in class. We have media in the classrooms finally (Computers with internet, DVD and VCR capabilities) and it's freaking rad. I'm totally on the powerpoint train and I'm working on getting on the DVD train as well.

Scott started teaching and schooling too. I'm so damn proud of him. From what I've heard and talked to him about, he's already kicking ass. His students are super lucky. I'm sure he's a fantastic riot in class, but super smart too. I'm a bit jealous, he's way more wittier than I. He's gonna kick grad school's ass. I'm glad he's finally here. I'm smiling really really big right now :)

I bought fun things last night...clothes (unimportant)and a papasan chair!!!! I've always wanted one and I finally bought one. It's so freaking cute and confortable. My sister slept in it last night :)

I joined the Rec Center. I'm planning on taking the yoga and the funk classes. Anyone wanna go with???? It's should be a time!

I think that's all for now. Life is busy. It's not so bad :)

So the past week has been freaking nuts!

My little sister moved in with me last Sunday. Major issues at home with home and non-home related things, so rather than her live in poverty with some hoebag in Chicago, I offered her a place at my house. So she's here now... she's got a car now...and 2 jobs, so things are all good.

Entering the 2nd week of training for the 1st years. I taught on Friday. Dr. Hunt told me that it's was the most fun he's ever has in training in the 8 years he's been doing it. Translations: I fucking rock!!!!!!! I turned bright red and was totally embarrassed, but extrememly proud of myself. I did have a good time. The 1st years are still having issues understanding that I'm a nutball 24/7...they'll learn soon enough. I find out who my mentees are today. That should be a hoot. I just to help them with syllabus construction today. Psyched!

Other than that...I'm waiting for school to gear up again so I am incredibly busy and have absoutely no time to do anything. Cuz I totally hate sitting around watching movies and doing nothing.... yea. On a side note: I rented 3 movies last night that I thought would be total "feel good" movies...nope. Fucking tear jerkers one after another. I was a damn wreck. I'm going to try again tonight and hope for the best. I think I should jsut get cable. I doubt that Cartoon Network or Comedy Central are going to move me to tears.

That's all for now.

back to hot pocketing!

Roll Tide




That is all.

So unlike everyone else, I have not finished Harry Potter yet... I'm avoiding everything on the internet talking about so nothing is ruined. I plan on sitting down and reading most of it tonight and finishing it up tomorrow. It looks so lonely sitting there where it has been since Sat. I need to get on that!

This weekend was a BLAST. Saw my fav band Welcome to Ashley and they are as dreamy as I remember and still totally kick ass. I was so glad to have been there and rocked out.

I'm heading to Bama on wednesday. I am nervous. It is far to drive alone, but I figure since Mia does it, I can too right?! I'm so very excited about going though...it's been far too long!

back to work....

I hate life defining moments...in those moments major things change and I'm not a big fan of big change for the most part.

I'm trying to figure out with to do with my "school" self. I've decided I'm going to do a thesis and I should if I'm gonna hang out here for 3 years (2 more from now). I did a proposal type thing and I hate it. The topic sucks, I don't like it, and it feels pretty unchallenging. So...I'm thinking of starting over and going in a new direction...something to do with humor.....and I don't know what else. Everything I've thought of so far is quantitative and I'm not so sure I wanna do that. I hope after qualitative next semester things will start to open up for me and I'll have a clearer sense of wtf I'm doing.

I've been hunting around for schools to go to after this. It's hard. I don't wanna live somewhere dumb (like Nebraska or North Dakota) but I also want to go somewhere good. A good doctoral program should follow a good masters program otherwise it's like getting a hand job after having sex. ICK. I'm really most interested in instructional comm and comm education, but there are few programs for me to go into. I considered doing education and hanging out in curriculum and instruction for a while, but I would miss comm too much. I would ideally have to find a program that meshed both.

On a completely different subject...

Amanda can't go to Bama with me since she's moving back here from Eastern that weekend. Kudla doesn't know if he can go due to money and camp. SO... if you want to go to Bama with me and see Mia and the folks down that way, let me know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I also got presents today from a random chick. She came in to the advisement office earlier this week and I helped b/c it's my freaking job and she came back in today with a bottle of wine, two wine glasses and dove chocolates in a gift bag for me. WTF?! I know... It's possibly one of the sweetest things ever. A thank you woulda made my day, but this made my month or something. Good karma for her!

My ass hurts from sitting all day. I'm gonna end up with a wide flat butt if this continues... that's not hot.

Oh direction in life, where are you? I need you...I'll pay you if you help me!?

If you are Andrew Kudla or Amanda Frioli or know of their whereabouts....make them call me!!!!! 310-2087!! ! NOW!!!!

So as much as I tried last night...I only got to see about 30 seconds of fireworks. I suppose if you're gonna see any of it, the grand finale is the best hunk to see. It's not like I've never seen the damn things before...I'm pretty sure it's just the nostalgia of the whole experience that makes me wanna go sit around for no good reason and watch pretty things blow up above me. That was only the tip of the iceberg...a lot of other crap went down that night that left me in a very empty place. I'm trying very hard to escape from that place right now, but I'm so damn tired it's being very difficult. I shall overcome :)

I'm going to have pictures done for a calendar tonight. Don't worry, there's no boob/butt/crotch shots. It's for a fetishy/medieval/etc...calendar. I hope it doesn't suck. My friend Madeline is coming with. She's already done hers and I thought they were beautiful, so I'm hoping to come out with at least a few cute ones tonight. If I do, I'll let you all see them too :) I''m totally nervous though...

Back to being bored at work. gar.

Good news from boob-land! So those of you who know me know that my knockers aren't going to stop traffic if ya know what I mean. I went shopping today at victorias secret b/c I was lured in by the sale...and for the first time in my life I bought bras that have a C in them! I KNOW?! It's really not all that cool since I know my boobs haven't gorwn and they're stuff is like way missized, but it's nice to feel good for now.

I also got my haircut. I think I'm going to do the color next week if I can handle it. Parting with 120 bucks for random chunks of blond is terrifying.

I've been reading a lot of books lately. I like reading. I read the newest laurie notaro and it's HIlarious! I also read another book called superstud that cracked my shit up too. Go read both of them if you haven't. I also pre-ordered the new HP book. I am STOKED!

going to the party ranch tonight (Fiesta Ranchera) I am excited. I love cheese.

So I went to a movie for the first time in a long time last night. We saw Batman Begins...and holy shit, I don't think I'm seen a sexier Batman. Total little girl crush in Christian Bale now...he's buff and kicking the shit outta things. Go see if...if for no other reason than to oogle his massive biceps. I'm gonna go wipe the drool off now...

This is reposted from Ty's livejournal for those of you who aren't on his friend list. I've been in contact with Susan Cortesi (who's been with Connie for the duration of this terrible past few days) so when I know more I will post it. Please send her your love, she needs it.

From Ty:

umm...i don't know if this appropriate for livejournal...but i'm going to do it anyway. just because i think people should be informed...because i know i wanted to be.

for those of you that know/care about connie link, that woman is goin through some shit right now.

if you didn't know, connie has dealt with this whole cancer thing before. and she was scheduled to go in for a MRI before she took her speech kids to nationals. the plan was to get the MRI, go to nationals, and come home and get the results. however, the doctor called her the next day and told her to go to a specialist immediately.

i got a call this morning informing me that connie was going in for surgery today to remove 4 brain tumors. when i talked to carrie schreiber this morning, however, she informed me that connie does, in fact, have a total of 16 tumors on her brain...2 of them being the size of baseballs. the doctors gave her a month to live if nothing was done. and obviously, connie had a problem with that...so they they decided to try to remove the 2 large tumors through surgery, and to start treating the smaller ones with radiation. they are hoping this will buy her 2-3 years.

it's fucked up. and even if they do buy her 2-3 years, they do not know how her motor/verbal skills will be affected.

i just got another call not too long ago telling me that connie was out of surgery for the day. the doctors were able to remove one of the large tumors, but that is all for the moment. no one really knows what this means right now, nor do they know what the future plan of action will be.

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like i said, i don't know if this is appropriate for livjournal, and if you think i should take this down, then let me know. i just thought i would tell people who know this crazy bitch and had no way of obtaining information.

so...i guess...if you pray, maybe you should drop connie's name a couple times. if you don't pray, then just send out some good vibes. that's what i'll be doin.

because, quite honestly, i don't know what a speech tournament would be like without "good luck, don't suck." or "i used to be a beautiful soprano."

Working a lot is hard work. I managed to get myself into it so I must deal with it...I suppose when I finally get paid it'll all pay off, literally. Speech lab, advising center, fat girl store, portfolio filing...in addition to my independent study. I just remind myself it'll be sweet money. I might actually own a TV soon and take a trip *finally* to Bama (with Frioli, I know, terrifyingly hilarious).

I'm seriously contemplating a new haircut and color...not drastastic, but kinda. Shorter, edgier hair and by that I mean just at the bottoms and adding in some hunks of platinum blond. I'll cost a shit ton, but I know a girl that rocks that might hook me up. Doing shit like this myself is bad new bears man.

I need to get back on the tattoo train...I'll have the money, now I need the balls. It seems like I'm going through some phase where I just need to change things, I get bored ya know... Maybe I should change my ass size, fat chance right?! hahaha, I'm hilarious.

I'm recently become addicted to Tycoon games...such as dinopark tycoon, zoo tycon, mall tycoon. It's great. I have one kick ass zoo. a polar bear, 3 penguins, 5 warthogs, 3 buffalo, and 2 giraffes. I'd pay 20 bucks for that! I'm so lame.

I think that's all for now...

so I went to the bar by myself last night after a gnarly bad girlfriend episode...and I drank by myself. It was kind of amusing. I drank 4 beers, 2 of which were free (and it was dollar bottles). I ran into Jessica (a com ed kid and new GTA for the fall) and we chit chatted...and then a boy that had smiled and said hi earlier came and sat next to me and bought me a beer. I didn't think I was looking pathetic, but I must have been...I didn't realize he was hitting on me until Scott showed up and I introduced Scott as my boyfriend and poor hitter oner's face just melted...he quickly retreated back to his group of friends. I kinda felt bad, but whatev. At two points during our conversation, two of his friends came over to give him the old, "hey there big stud" or something to that effect that guys do to other guys when they're trying to put the moves on a chick. They seemed like cool guys...ones that I would have as friends, but I think I crushed the poor kid. He probably thought the lonely girl at the bar on a wednesday night would be a sure thing. In all fairness the bar was full of people so it wasn't like I was the only person sitting there...It was kinda neat though...first time going to a bar by myself and the first time being actually hit on at a bar by a guy that bought me a beer, even if it was only a dollar.

so I got buzzed up and went home...I gave Scott a bath while he was wearing a headband. It was priceless. I had to use precious duct tape to plug the bottom of the tub b/c I don't have a stopper...I should work on that.

Working away in advising...back to the grind now...