l’heure verte

Grande Absente. The green hour. And for me? Well, green means GO.

Yes, yes, yyyyyeeeeesssss...I do love the Absinthe. Imagine my delight when I found the ABC store here in Boone sold 100mL bottles for $10. A lot of money...but it goes a long way.

The original formula--the stuff all the great artists of the late 19th century would drink--is finally legal again! The wormwood, particularly, was the culprit of outlawization.

Outlawlization. What a word! It is finally kicking in...

As history tells it, French soldiers brought this magical elixer back from war to which it was met with many a warm welcome. It created such fervor in its consumers that it was quickly outlawed because all those stuffy hoity doity conservatives thought it was destroying their delicate social/political order.

Well, like all great things, it came BACK.
I take it a wonderful sign that my room is also green...



Man, I'm going to illegalize (where is this amazing vocab coming from?!) this shi' again...

So take advantage of it while you can.

And the worst spot for advertising goes to:

Horrible image. The article is about 2,000 bags of baby fetuses discovered in a Buddhist temple.
The ad is a number you can text for dining notifications in Baltimore.

Thought I would share a few things...

First of all, if you're going to take one look at this and pass it off as a waste of time, at least start it at 2:00 and appreciate the effortless control he has over those moves.



Second, I have a girl crush (Nicki Minaj):



Anyway, time for class. FML. Blogging is way more fun.

m4w

I have a confession to make: I secretly dream that someone will post a Craigslist missed connection for me. Even though the ones that include photos represent the majority of the posters (aka creepsters), it would still be preeetttttyy awesome to read one that, hands down, was written about me. Embarrassingly enough, I've actually replied to some. One was about a girl at Harris Teeter wearing a corduroy skirt (I do own one. I do shop at Harris Teeter. I bet one day I wore it and shopped at Harris Teeter...) and the other was about someone whose car this guy helped push out of the snow (which happened to me 3 times last winter, just sayin'). Though I never got a response because I'm sure they gave up hope and forgot about the posts, there's still a hope inside of me that I could be that girl.

Part of the allure is catching a bird's eye view, if you will, of the whole situation. The people who post these usually say they were doing something rather mundane while secretly scoping out the other person. Who would've known?

This guy was just holding a bottle of wine and a can opener.

Honestly, after meeting so many deadbeats who never do any of the work, it's nice to imagine that some would do something like that to just make themselves known...

...even if I'm the only one who will probably see it.

Time for a new look, ya'll !!

I'll probably go back to the old background, but today has been a day of much-needed change. Unfortunately, I have only found that in the design of my blog.

Things I have done in the past 24 hours that I should not have:

1. Waste my time at the school health center. Basically, as one might recall from an earlier post, I hurt my foot pretty badly a few weeks ago (alcohol + running in the hopes of flying + downhill = FAIL). Anyway, going to my school's lame excuse of a medical center left me wasting 3 hours of my life for the prescription of an ice pack ("It can even be used as a heating pad!").

Not even kidding.

2. Called an ex. Ok, I get it. I asked for it. In my defense, however, I wasn't even drunk (or lonely, thank you very much!), just, you know, friendly. According to how this was SUPPOSED to play out, I was going to be all like, "Wow. It has been FOREVER. What ever happened to us? Do you just...ahh. Do you just ever wonder how things could have been??" He would then be like, "You have no idea how often I ponder that very question! My nights are sleepless without you in my life." Instead I talked about my paper lamp and he said that my constant criticisms left him nearly too nervous to even mention his new place of work. Isn't it everyone's dream to work at a retail store post-graduation?

Kidding.

3. Fell in love with a stranger. I am an expert at this. It's very easy for me to see somebody from afar and decide that they are all that is needed to complete my life. Not only that, but despite their looks, mannerisms, or whatever else I'm obsessed with, I can make myself believe that they are EXACTLY what I have been looking for all along. This one happens to have gauged ears and short, curly hair. He always looks happy (yes, I see him often) and has a certain aloofness to him. Man do I love a good stalkee with his head in the clouds. Makes it easier for the abduction.

4. Wore my headphones to class. The added distraction of being oblivious to my surroundings left me awkwardly "greeting" someone I knew. And by "greeting" I mean that my "hello" came out completely silent and stupid looking.



Such is life.