so, here's the thing.

At this point in time, I have two blogs. One is public (this one) and one is private (iheartbagels on livejournal.) I rarely update this one, but I update that one nearly every day. I've realized that it's really kind of fucked-up and dichotomized to have two blogs, and I'm clearly preferential to that one, so this one's on hiatus for now.

oh, glittens, how glorious you are.

After a solid week of temperatures in the 60-70 range, winter is beginning here, which is unfortunate. I harbor a lot of resentment toward winter. I will spend the next three months bitching about how much better my life will be when I live somewhere warmer. Also, I am blaming this resentment for the fact that I have not updated in a substantial amount of time, even though that makes no sense, chronologically or otherwise.

Here is a continuation of some fun facts about college:
1. The girl who lives next door to us is a certified idiot. I really doubt that she even has the capacity to tie her own shoes. Do you know why I know this? Because she has dumb phone conversations as loud as biologically possible. She also has some loud sex on the weekends, which is just grand.
2. I miss legitimate food. Every day, I am like, "Hmmm. I could go for a steak that bleeds when I cut into it. I could go for some Nutella. I could go for some goat cheese. Maybe I can go home and make my mom make me macaroni and cheese. Oh, food."
3. Mondays are horrific.
4. Weekends are a shit-show.
5. Facebook sidebar ads creep on your profile and advertise things that do not exist (the reunion of Neutral Milk Hotel) or are just bizarre (REAL alpaca scarves, as opposed to all the impostors being sold all over Chinatown?)

i love madison.

Drunk kids presently outside Alex's dorm room:
"Which do kids learn to do first, read or ride a bicycle?"
"I couldn't read until I was in like fifth grade."

follow-up to that previous entry.

You'll be pleased to know that there's not a special circle of hell for constant nappers. We talked about it in my theology class and I didn't even bring it up.

Another hilarious roommate story from last night: My Facebook status was 'Kellie would stab someone for a good loaf of bread' because I was on the phone with D-Money being sentimental about our amazing food parties of French bread, brie/goat cheese, and gnocchi with pesto that made us gain three pounds each in one night. Lindsey comes home from a meeting, goes on Facebook, looks at me, points at her loaf of Wonderbread (and our new smelly contraband toaster) and goes, "Oh, so my bread isn't good enough for you now?"

Later that evening, she sent me a message on Facebook chat and turned around to talk to me in person at the same time.

roomie texting.

Sometimes, Lindsey and I are separated and left alone with no one with whom to share all our "hilarious" (funny to no one but ourselves) jokes and we have to carry out our weird room 300 obsessions via text message. This is what happened last night after I had to cover the Alumni Awards banquet for the college paper:

Me: HOLY SHIT. the banquet ended with a norbertine drinking song. and i mean 'literally sung by norbertine priests.'
Lindsey: hahahahahah that is amazing. i wish i could have seen that.
Me: i wish you could have seen it too. it was the greatest moment of my life.
Lindsey: lol. no. the greatest moment would be if tim gunn had sung the norbertine drinking song.
Me: SO TRUE! we would have died and gone to heaven. or purgatory.
Lindsey: you might go to purgatory. i'm sure there is a special place in hell for people where people who wasted their lives napping are forced to sleep all the time and that's where i'm going.
Me: i think we'll have to ask that great theologian gavin what irish italian female jesus would say about that. [Gavin is our Mormon friend. He comes to our dorm and talks our ear off about his theological beliefs.]
Lindsey: or jews for jesus possibly. i think their insight would be quite original.

"Jews for Jesus" dates back to a classic homeworking conversation in which we pondered if we, as Catholics, were essentially Jews for Jesus. Again: HILARIOUS to the two people who were there, not so much to anyone else. But I'm just keeping public record of the events because someday, the world might understand their awesomeness.

my desire to become laura bennett grows even more.

You need to read this. Seriously.

here we are, here we are, here we are, we're still here

As much as I hate things like cramming for calculus and writing papers that are worth 25% of my semester grade, and as much as I sometimes want to punch my Party Shuffle on iTunes for only playing my dumbest, most embarrassing music, this morning they have decided to band together and form a truly beautiful playlist for studying, which I'm going to post here in lieu of real things to write about:

1. Jason Mraz- A Beautiful Mess
2. Elliott Smith- Punch and Judy
3. Elliott Smith- 2:45 AM (We are going to ignore that moment of poor shuffling because those are both awesome songs and I definitely don't bust out the Elliott enough.)
4. OK Go- It's a Disaster (I kind of wish this was "Television, Television" but oh well.)
5. The Strokes- 12:51
6. Weezer- We Are All On Drugs
7. Billy Joel- She's Got a Way
8. The Bravery- Split Me Wide Open
9. Beck- Readymade
10. Snow Patrol- Make This Go On Forever
11. Arctic Monkeys- Still Take You Home
12. Chairlift- Bruises (This is the song from the new iPod Nano commercial.)
13. Beck- Loser
14. Fiona Apple- Sleep to Dream
15. Sara Bareilles- Between the Lines
16. Sufjan Stevens- Out of Egypt, Into the Great Laugh...
17. PJ Harvey- We Float
18. Aidan Hawken- Neighborhood
19. Maroon 5- Wake Up Call (The one Maroon 5 song that I like, because it doesn't sound like every other Maroon 5 song.)
20. Amy Winehouse- Me and Mr. Jones
21. Aimee Mann- The Fall of the World's Own Optimist

Now, I'm sure you would only consider this a good playlist if you're insane like me, to which there are three components:
1. You require extraneous noise in order to be focused.
2. You enjoy a good mix of chill music (to keep you sane) and pump-up music (because intense academic strain is the closest you'll ever get to a marathon) when you study.
3. You are really not stressing about that paper but are starting to think you should just because everyone else is.