Yay for salsa!
Do you guys know Ortega, the salsa company? Well apparently, I’m very directly related to the guys that started it. As in, my great-great grandfather was Emilio Ortega (from their website), who was my dad’s great granddad. He was the one who sold it from the family line after the Great Depression. He invented this:
So yeah. I thought that was pretty cool. Figured I’d throw that out there.
Oh no, not again…
Agh!
Millard Fillmore!
Who is this guy and why do I suddenly have such an obsession with him? He is, like, the ONE president absolutely NO ONE remembers. What’d he do? NOTHING! I mean he only became president because Taylor bit it. And what kind of name is “Millard”, anyway?
Well, I’ll give him points for single-handedly bringing down the grades of thousands of elementary school children across the country when they’re asked to recite the list of the Presidents of the United States and are unable to remember the name “Millard Fillmore”.
Also, bonus points must be given because he and my dad were born on the same day of the year. Perhaps that means that my dad will fall into the same obscurity as…
…oh, shoot, what’s his name, again?
Guess who JUST GOT MARRIED?!
Hooray! Aneel and I got married today! We went to Jack-in-the-Box to do it (not THAT do it…I meant get married! You sick-minded weirdos…). E’raina apparently can perform the marriage ceremony legally. Unfortunately, though, Aneel would not put on a dress.
UPDATE: Pics are up, people! Right here.
My turn, dammit!
Huttah! Thanks to E’raina and Maggie for making me do this. Some of the answers appear obvious mainly to those who experienced high school events with me, while others are obvious to college people. However, I constantly talk about all of this crap, so if you listen (or even pay slight attention about 10% of the time) you should to fine. Have fun!
I’m resolving to make some resolutions!
Huttah! New Year’s resolutions on Christmas Eve! Hey, why isn’t there a Christmas Adam?
Anyway, here are the few little resolution’s I’ve made:
1. Be myself. Yeah, yeah, I know I’ve always been myself, but I want to let it out there a little more. I’m too damn shy (some may debate that this shyness is part of who I am, but I don’t know). I’ve decided that—even more so than before—I’m not going to give a crap about what other people think about me. I’m one of those people who you either love or hate. If you hate me, screw you. I’m not going to change. If you love me, great! I’ll take off my pants at your request!
2. Go to the rec center every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday no matter what (unless I’m in the hospital/dead/on a date.
EDIT: broken on Jan. 5th. Loser.
3. Get a date. I need one, already.
4. Get a life. I need one, already.
ADDED: 5. Get laid. (Not Lay’s®, that’s different. )
That’s about it.
Haha…
Gahaha…I was just looking at all my old MSN conversations (for the past year or so) and I’ve had some of the weirdest (an many) names. Just thought I’d post them here cause I have nothing else to blog about today.
“Mother Theresa called…she HATES you!”
“MANIFESTATION!”
“…Some as big as your head!” (Haha, sorry, E’raina!)
“Never again will I let a Kit-Kat eat ME!”
“I am the Postmaster General!”
“What WOULDN’T Jesus do?”
“I’m an astrophysicist, and I’m studying Uranus”
“South Carolina: if at first you don’t secede, try, try again”
“Fun, fun, fun ’till your daddy takes the TiVo away!”
“Nebraska: the “N” is for Knowledge!”
“It’s unwise to bet against the Harlem Globetrotters”
“Horse Genetalia: How to make it work for you!”
“Crunchatize Me, Cap’n!” (oh god, this night was hilarious)
“Ellipses for all!”
“This just in: geophagists around the world are biting the dust!”
“Where’s Godot?”
“TYRANNOSAURUS SEX!”
“The A.D.D. Association’s Book of Wild Animals of Nor—Hey! Let’s Go Ride Our Bikes!”
“Atheists—they don’t have a prayer!”
“Wordplay is better than Foreplay”
“I think it was Socrates who said, “hello! My name is Socrates!”
“Club sandwiches, not seals!”
“Screw this, I’ve been waiting for Godot FOREVER! I’m goin’ to get a taco! Hey, how long can these titles be, anyway? Oh wait end.”
“Australian is not a foreign language”
“Why isn’t “Craig” short for “Craigory”?
“Americans suck. Why can’t they be more like me? I like my own butt” (a happy little Haiku!)
“My good friend Jason the quadriplegic is going for a walk and—oh wait.”
“Winning one game of ‘Operation’ does not qualify you as a surgeon”
“I am not the kind of person who is easily distract—OMFG A PUPPY!”
“The sun has absolutely nothing to do with anything”
“I peed in the gene pool”
“I stink therefore I’m Spam”
“Shut up, Susie, Mommy’s trying to drink!”
“Quoth the raven: ‘CAW! CAW!'”
“If good things come in little packages, what’s the big deal with natural male enhancement?”
“Claudia can’t think of a good display name: the display name”
“The roof, the roof, the roof appears to have spontaneously combusted!”
“Math derives me crazy!”
“And God said, ‘let there be Eras Light ITC!’”
“Waiter! There’s a quadriplegic in my Jazzercise class!”
“Last night as I lay in bed looking at the stars I thought, ‘where the hell is the ceiling?!’”
“Sticks and stones can break my b—OW MY FEMUR!”
“Life is Pietzsche”
“The Day that Camus backed into a Sumac was the Day the Palindrome was Born!”
“Solving a circumference problem? Ha! Easy as pi!”
“Without an absolute, I can be absolutely fine”
“What did the mean cat say? Mu!”
“Comma Sutra”
“Pb Zeppelin”
“Tyrannosaurus SEX!”
“Choco Leibniz: The Best of All Possible Cookies” occasions separate
“U Kant Touch This” (Stop. Trancendental time.)
“Symbolic Logic? Man, everything’s backwards in Symbolic Logic. Especially the E’s.”
“Mobius Striptease”
“Soylent Glitter”
“The Best of All Possible Display Names”
Why can’t I be Jasmine?
So what’s up with this? I have a thing for Jafar. A real thing. Not an “OMFG hes my favrite move villan lol” thing, a real thing.
Much love for evil Jafar.
Sex.
Give up the Underwear!
HOLY CRAP!
I just saw a commercial with The Butt Song as its music! I’m going into an orgasm!
It was a car commercial. I can’t remember for which car, cause I was too busy gettin’ down and singing and imagining that a fellow clarinetist was standing beside me gettin’ down and singing, too.
I love the butt song. Haha.
Van Gogh Oh No!
Yyyyyyyyyyeah. This is what I do in my free time.
It’s flour, water, and food coloring, in case you can’t tell. Apologies to Van Gogh. And to whoever came up with food coloring.
Betelgeuse: making Uranus look small since 9,283,759,283,592 B.C.
Note: that is a random number in the title.
Puttin’ things in perspective for ya.
Just thought it was interesting.
What’s in a name? A whole lotta crap in 2006, apparently…
So, being bored as I often am, I decided to look the top 10 boy/girl names of 2006. After looking at the lists, I felt that I could make more fun of the boys names. So here it is.
Here we go!
1. Aiden
“Salt can Aiden the production of the slime layer and speed up the healing of some wound sites.”
It’s probably not a good idea to use a name that can be used (and make sense) in this sentence. However, seeing the rising stupidity of Americans, it’s no wonder why this is the top name nowadays.
2. Jacob
Oh noes! The only acronym I can come up with for this name is “Jumbo Ass Capsizes the Oarsman’s Boat”…not a good sign, people. Not a good sign.
3. Ethan
Google “Ethan” and you get Ethan Allen, Ethan Hawke, and Ethan Coen, in that order.
I used to know an Ethan. I think I beat him up once or twice. Lemme tell you something, people: it’s pretty bad when an “Ethan” (name meaning: solid) gets beat up by a “Claudia” (name meaning: lame).
4. Ryan
I actually like this name (I bet some of the people who went to high school with me can guess why!). Nice and plain, and it has that long “i” sound in it. I like long “i’s”. They’re hot.
5. Matthew
Gesundheit.
6. Jack
Another good name. It’s manly. It’s a name given to boys with A.D.D., gambling addictions, or to jesters who enjoy being “–in-the-box.” May develop a large, white head with an unmoving mouth that is prone to promoting hamburgers.
7. Noah
Oh Noah! It’s Noah! This child will be good at building things and counting to two. He will probably be born under a water sign. Do not use this unless his last name is “‘s Ark”.
8. Nicholas
Unless he develops a belly that resembles a bowlful of jelly and a fondness for cookies and milk (and a skill for breaking and entering), this child will be forever plagued with being called a “ho-ho-ho” as well as frivolous lawsuits from children claiming that he somehow knows when they’re sleeping and also when they’re awake.
9. Joshua
This boy will be tall as a tree. Birds will nest in him. Yucca moths will swarm him annually. U2 will name an album after him. In other words, this is not a good choice (unless you live Where the Streets Have No Name).
10. Logan
Sounds like some awful thing people chant at a sporting event, doesn’t it? “Looooo-gan….Loooooooooo-gan…Loooooooooo-gan…YOU SUCK!”
Holy crap! Survey #3!
Two Names You Go By:
1. Claudia
2. Claude
Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now:
1. Undies
2. Pants
Two Things You Want in a Relationship:
1. True love
2. Dry humping
Two of Your Favorite Things to do:
1. Write
2. Read
Two Things You Want Very Badly At The Moment:
1. A Pulitzer Prize
2. A taco
Two pets you had/have:
1. Pretty kitty Annabelle
2. Pretty puppy Mindy
Two things you did last night:
1. Homework
2. Had a taco
Two People that live in your house:
1. Dorm, you mean? In the whole dorm? ‘Cause no one live in my room…
2. Aw frick! My fish! That counts, right?
Two things you ate today:
1. Nothing yet.
2. Seriously…been too busy
Two people you Last Talked To:
1. Mom
2. Dr. Queller (last class)
Two Things You’re doing tomorrow:
1. Homework
2. Rec Center (damn)
Two longest car rides:
1. 24 hour bus drive down to Disneyland with the band!
2. 24 hour car drive to California with my dad.
Two Favorite Holidays:
1. Christmas
2. Groundhog Day (it IS a holiday!)
Two favorite beverages:
1. Water
2. Milk
Sc-sc-sc-schedule!
What do y’all think of this? It’s my FINAL schedule for next semester:
Monday/Wednesday/Friday
Statistics 251 (8:30-9:20)
Biology 102 (9:30-10:20)
English 292 (10:30-11:20)
English 258 (11:30-12:20)
Psychology 310 (12:30-1:20)
Core 166 (1:30-2:20)
Tuesday
Concert Band (12:30-1:20)
Thursday
Biology 102 lab (8:30-11:20)
Concert Band (12:30-1:20)
They need an “I’m forming an ulcer right now” mood
Hooray for a 4.0! Thank god I got an A in math…just…thank god. Now it’s time to start stressing about next semester…
…notice how short these’ve gotten over the past week?
You know those finals that never happened? Yeah, well they’re over now.
I really, really, really, really, really hope that I missed less than six questions on my math final and less than 18 on my psychology final.
Please, please, pleeeeease…
My iPod is talking to me!
It tells me to shake my booty, tells me it’s addicted to me, explains to me the sound of silence, and blames me for things I haven’t done (“Look what you’ve done,” it says to me!), among other things…
…help me…
(Note: I’m avoiding talking about the math final I took today.)
Damn math…
YES!!! I’m not wait listed for Creative Fiction anymore! LIFE IS GOOD!
…well…it will be once finals are over…
(math does this to me)
…and I know I got a 4.0.
Okaythatsallbye.
What makes you think I’m in denial about finals? There aren’t any finals! What finals?!
More animation from random internet sources happy fun time!
Why yes, this IS real courduroy!
“Oh, life sucks…nothing matters…I wish I were dead…I’ll kill myself–not that it matters anyway…”
Shut up, already! HOLY CRAP!
I know I’ve written about five blogs on this already, but it’s really annoying and depressing!
Sequel to
It’s time for summer school plan time now! These are the classes I want to take:
English 208 (cause I couldn’t fit it into my schedule this semester)
Some Shakespeare class that I can’t remember the number to (cause I need a Shakespeare class for the English major)
Computer Science 101 (to get it the hell over with)
Too much in four weeks during summer? NEVER! I am Jesus!
“Part of your world”
Ahahahaha…I loved this. Sounds like something I’d write. I’m bored, so I’m posting the link here. Deal with it.
THANK GOD that’s over!!
Huttah!
So today, we finally got to perform (get over with) my play. Nobody out of the class showed up, but I guess that was kind of expected (why? I dunno).
Anyway, apparently, I write like “Chekov crossed with MAD TV.”
Now why doesn’t that surprise me?
Anyway, I’m glad it’s over.
Yay! One thing down!
Yay! One less thing to worry about: I finally got my monologue over with today.
Despite the outright bawling in front of everybody, I think it went okay…
But no more theatre class…no more you-know-who…
From “Aquarius” to “Virgo,” no one is safe!
I’m surprised I haven’t done this yet:
MY RANKING OF THE ZODIAC!! I hope I don’t insult anyone…
1. Aquarius—Mozart. Chekov. Lincoln. Darwin. What do all these kick-ass dudes have in common? THEY’RE AQUARIANS! Aquarians seemed to be destined either for greatness (Mozart) or great disaster (Dan Quayle). Either way, you’ve got an interesting character! Win!
2. Scorpio—with the nickname of, “the sex sign”, how could I NOT put Scorpio second on the list? Favorite activities include having sex, thinking about sex, and thinking about sex with someone other than the person with whom they are currently having sex. Favorite numbers include 69 and 96. Favorite letters are X, X, and X. I love these guys.
3. Leo—ah, yes…the “but enough about me, what do you think about me?” people. The narcissists. How could one not love a narcissist (especially the narcissist himself)? They like the mirror rooms at the fair. They like to masturbate.
Um…yeah.
I think I’ve run this one into the ground.
4. Capricorn—what the hell is a “sea goat?” It’s like a Pisces mated with a Sagittarius or something. Hmm…a fish getting it on with a centaur…
Okay, that’s done with. Except for my dad, all the Capricorn’s I’ve met (all three of them!) have been pretty cool.
5. Taurus—these people seem to cling to me, for some reason. What’s up with that? Why do I get along with Taureans so well? Maybe it’s because they’re so nice—or maybe because, deep down, they know that I’m just full of bull.
NOTE: do not attempt to run down the streets of Spain while being chased by these guys. You’ll get messed up.
6. Libra—haha, Librans. There are the good ones—my cat—and the annoying ones—Aneel’s brother. Some are vindictive and needy in a good way, others are vindictive and needy in the typical way the words “vindictive” and “needy” are perceived. Haha, Librans. Love ’em.
7. Virgo—The obsessive-compulsive, nit-picky, hypochondriac of the zodiac group. Either you love ’em or you hate ’em. Unless you are one, and in that case, you’re probably too busy making sure the margins of this blog are in the correct format to actually read what I wrote.
8. Pisces—I honestly don’t have anything against Pisces…I just can never spell “Pisces” correctly.
9. Aries—Mr. Hothead. Mr. A.D.D. These guys are great. Candida’s an Aries, which explains away a freaking lot of her screeching. If all Aries are like Candida, then the whole world will go completely deaf in approximately 7 years.
10. Gemini—I’ve only met one Gemini, so I don’t really have much to base my argument off of. Therefore, Gemini goes right under the last sign (of which I’ve met more than two people)
11. Cancer—Kinda in the same situation as Gemini, only worse—I’ve never met a Cancer (well, of course I have, but not for a long enough period to get to know them). So here they sit—in 11th place, just because I’ve never made contact with one.
12. Sagittarius—I’ve met a Sagittarius. I’ve met many of them. I have yet to figure one of these people out. Seriously. No consistent traits whatsoever. People of every other sign share at least one similar trait—at least, they do in my eyes. But not the little Sagittarians. Are they fickle? Are the neat-freaks? Are they psychopaths? Who knows? I certainly don’t.
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