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Krissy: NMU's Bridget Jones
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| Oh look! I'm not dead! Just stroking le ego! |
[Nov. 11th, 2006|09:13 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Chillaxin' yo | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Disney Channel | ] |
<table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2><tr><td bgcolor="#DBD7D2" align=center><font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'><b>Your EQ is 147</b></font></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#ECEAE6"><center><img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" height="100" width="100"></center><font color="#000000">
50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!
51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.
71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.
91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.
111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.
131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.
150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.</font></td></tr></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/">What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?</a></div> |
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| This post may not be for the squeamish (ahem, boys!) |
[Jul. 28th, 2006|09:26 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Rob Thomas: Lonely No More | ] |
Brick Tamland: [opposing women in the newsroom] I read somewhere their periods attract bears. Bears can smell the menstruation. Brian Fantana: Well, that's just great. You hear that, Ed? Bears. Now you're putting the whole station in jeopardy.
So. It's my birthday today! I'm officially in the mid-twenties period of my life. And how shall I celebrate this new era? By holing myself up in the woods. I am going camping. Camp. Ing. Me! Camping! Who'd have thought?
And! Lucky me! I got a present yesterday morning. One that could, um, attract bears. Because I am SO LUCKY. I hope I don't die this weekend. Keep those fingers crossed, folks! |
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[Jun. 15th, 2006|11:23 am] |
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| | Till Death Do Us Part on E! | ] |
Dear guys,
I know this may be slightly difficult, but could you all please stop thinking with your dicks? I guarantee that your lives would be so much easier if you did.
That is all.
Sincerely,
a frustrated Krissy |
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| Looking for attention, not another question |
[Jun. 10th, 2006|10:35 am] |
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| |  enthralled | ] |
Kelly Clarkson's "Walk Away" inspires me. For one, the song can pretty much sum up how I'm feeling about relationships at the moment. For another, I want her abs. And her makeup artist. And the video? It rocks my world. Mainly because I am those rockstar-wannabe people.
Watch the video here. And laugh. And rock out, as I do whenever I see it. Happy Saturday! |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 9th, 2006|12:06 am] |
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| |  Yay rum! | ] |
Hi, I'm too neurotic for my own good.
That is all. Ack! |
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| Yum yum |
[Jun. 4th, 2006|09:48 am] |
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| |  creative | ] |
If there was any ever any doubt in a person's mind as to what a lush I am, I present to you the recipe for the drink I made up last night. It's called "Goose Spit."
Goose Spit
2 or more parts vodka
2 or more parts Southern Comfort
Some Faygo Red Pop as a mixer
And!
A splash or two of white wine
Aaaand I drank it. And I liked it. A lot. |
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[May. 31st, 2006|12:37 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  Missing Pookie | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Jason Mraz: Song for a Friend | ] |
When I listen to Jason Mraz I miss my sister. A lot. Hearing anything from Mr. A-Z makes me think of car rides spenting singing to him and the concert where we were front-row and made mad fools of ourselves.
God, I miss her. |
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| Bored and feelin' self-centered |
[May. 21st, 2006|10:38 pm] |
I stole this from Michelle. Because that's how I roll.
Post 30 unknown facts about you:
1. What does your LiveJournal name mean? The "rock candy" part comes from the John Mayer song "Clarity"--"rock candy melted/only diamonds now remain.." And 83 is from the John Mayer song "83." Because I am just a tad obsessed with Mr. Mayer.
2. Elaborate on your default photo: It's my creed from RENT. Usually I have something more interesting, but I like the simplicity of this icon. Most of my defaults are something from Disney or Rent. I am a fandork.
3. Do you smoke/drink? I enjoy a good adult beverage, but I hate the smell of smoke. Ick.
4. What's your current relationship status? Single girl on the loose! While it'd be a lie to say that I'm "loving it" I'm starting to realize how fun it is to just enjoy the boy buffet. Even though "enjoying the boy buffet" for me is pretty much just looking at cute boys and maybe flirting a bit.
5. What exactly are you wearing right now? pink PJ pants, a black t-shirt and an Aids benefit necklace from Aldo.
6.What is your current problem right now? Finding a decent job. Job hunting is a thorny situation, yo!
7. What do you like about love most? Having someone there to laugh with me and share life's moments with.
8. What makes you the happiest? My friends and family--knowing that they love me and support me no matter what. It's an incredible thing to think about.
9. Are you musically inclined? Yes. I played the clarinet from 4th to 12th grades and then learned how to drum in the 10th grade. My singing voice probably wouldn't be so bad either if I knew how to pick out a key.
10. If you could go back in time, and change something, what would it be? I wouldn't change anything--experiences are what make you who you are.
11. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day, what would you be? A bird. I want to know how it feels to fly.
12. Ever had a near death experience? Not really. But I say every day "I almost DIED TODAY." Because I'm overdramatic like that.
13. Have you ever been in love? No, but I remain hopeful!
14. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head? Nothing at the moment.
15. Who did you cut and paste this from? Michelle!
16. Name someone with the same b-day as you. Jackie O and I share the same birthday. Classy, no?
17. Have you ever vandalized someone's private property? No, that's rude.
18. Have you ever been in a fight? I've been in a couple of epic fights with my sister. And then one with an ex-roommate who I no longer speak to. But they've been battles of words, not fisticuffs or anything.
19. Have you ever sang in front of a large audience? Oh yes. I'm a big fan of karaoke.
20. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? Their eyes.
21. What do you usually order from McDonald's? I'm addicted to their double cheeseburgers. Yum!
22. Have you ever hurt yourself on purpose? No, definitely not. I hurt myself enough on accident!
23. Have you ever thought of living a life of crime or as someone else? I'm too neurotic to be a criminal. And I like my life so I wouldn't want to be someone else.
24. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? Joe took a picture of me last night and he said in that one particular moment that I looked like Kathy Najimey. I wanted to slug him. Other than that...nope.
25. Do you still watch kiddy movies or TV shows? I'm the Disney Channel's biggest fan.
26. Did you have braces? No, but I wish I would have had them when I was younger. I have an overbite that I'm not too fond of.
27. Are you comfortable with your height? Sometimes I wish I was taller, but for the most part, I think it adds character. Plus at least I can wear heels!
28. Is there anywhere else you want to live? I want to live in England at some point in my life.
29. Do you speak any other languages? Does Pig-Latin count? I can also speak about twenty words of Finnish.
30. Do you have a crush on someone on your LiveJournal? No, I can't say that I do! |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 20th, 2006|02:19 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pissed off | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Daniel Powter | ] |
So are all guys self-centered jerks? Or is it just the ones that happen to talk to me? |
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[May. 11th, 2006|11:43 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | calm | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Incredibles | ] |
So I just realized that I share the same haircut as Mrs. Incredible from The Incredibles. Which would be fine if I were, oh say, a thirty-five-year-old soccer mom. Clearly, I am not that, though. Ack!
Must. Get. New. Haircut. STAT. |
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[May. 10th, 2006|03:26 pm] |
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| |  Caffeinated | ] |
I'm in Lansing! I'm alive! I survived the move! And I'm not dead!!! Just bruised! Exclamation points!!!!
And now I'm stealing internet from the coffee shop! I love being in an urban area! Wooo!
More later! Love you all! Mwaaaah! |
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| ACK! BLECH! EeeeWEEEEWWWWW!!! |
[May. 4th, 2006|01:25 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | Buzzed! And grossed out! | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Disney Channel | ] |
"What? Is? THAT?" Ashley pointed out the window. We were in the Taco Bell drive thru; we'd just handed over our precious cash to the chipper drive-through attendant. Ash seemed a little freaked. For a good reason.
THAT turned out to be a bug. NOT! Just a bug. A big bug. And by big I mean it was half the size of one's FACE. I'm NOT even joking.
There was much screaming. And me clawing at my window. And then more commotion and squealing. LOOK AT THAT THING! It's so big it looks fake!
BUT IT'S NOT!
How do I know? BECAUSE IT WAS HEAVING.
It was chilling on the wall. AND HEAVING. Heavily.
I imagine that it's thought process was along the lines of "hi, I'm an ugly bug. Chilling on the wall. Eeeheee! Eeeeheeeeeee!* I'm not fake! I'm just waiting to attack some innocent hungry drunk patron of El Taco Bell-o.** Eeeheee! I'll go all ninja and do some ninja kung-fu moves where I spin around and attack! Because I'm big! And ugly! I'm a big ugly bug!"
I am SO GLAD that I'm moving in about three days. When I start seeing mutant ninja-bugs on the walls of fast food restaurants? That's a sign from the gods that this diva needs to boogie.
Seriously! That bug was half the size of MY FACE! GROSS!!!
* eeeheee = the heaving, heavy breathing sound that mutant bugs make
** el Taco Bell-0 = spanish for Taco Bell. Mutant ninja-bugs are bilingual. |
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| In case you didn't know.... |
[May. 3rd, 2006|04:25 pm] |
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| | pissed off | ] |
...faxing? It's fucking expensive. EX. PEN. SIVE.
FKoe#$O)#*ODJOIudoif(*&DKUIOD!!!!
Um. Yes.
I better get an f-ing interview out of it. Otherwise I will be a thousand kinds of pissed. And so will my checking account. |
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| I'm Bloody Brilliant (version: pre-/post-tattoo) |
[Apr. 27th, 2006|09:10 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  pleased | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Michael Penn: No Myth | ] |
Ways that I'm brilliant...
1. The day before the big inking, I decided that the most intelligent way to gauge my pain tolerance was to take my thumbnail and dig it into my left shoulderblade for AS LONG AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE. If I didn't cry or scream too much, I could tolerate a needle ripping through my skin. Sidenote: the thumbnail trick? It flippin' hurt more than the needle did. And now I have a gorgeous scar/scab thingy by my tattoo. Grrrreat.
2. While getting ready for a shower just now I glanced at myself in the mirror and freaked out. Ahh! What is ON MY LEFT SHOULDER?!? Oh yeah--it's my tattoo. I forgot that I'd voluntarily subjected myself to pain mere days ago.
3. I forgot that an important part of beginning upkeep is to clean (I almost just spelled "clean" with a "k." I have a communications degree!) the new inking a couple of times a day for the first few days. I remembered that the day after, but had forgotten about it until that point. When I remembered I was all "OH MY GOD. MY SKIN WILL GET AN INFECTION. MY SHOULDER! IT'S GONNA FALL OFF!!!" Luckily my sister smacked me and told me to go home and wash it. My skin is now fine. Probably because I've washed it about fifty times since then.
4. The goo I put on the tattoo smells like old people ointment. So I walk around thinking that I smell like old people. Or that there's old people hovering around me. Paranoid? A bit.
Note: You can read all about my tattoo adventure here.
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| This is going to matter to maybe 3 people but I need to brag anyway... |
[Apr. 20th, 2006|12:20 pm] |
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| | energetic | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Will & Grace | ] |
So Monday night...
I met Anthony Rapp!
Anthony! Rapp! The originator of the greatest fictional character of all time (in my opinion)--Mark Cohen! Rent! Mark! Me! Met him! Wheee!
(Posed photos weren't allowed. But I posed! While he carried on a conversation about writing! Awkard? Yes. But I don't care! Because I was talking/posing/quasi-conversing with Anthony Rapp!!! Wheee!) |
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[Apr. 8th, 2006|01:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | John Mayer: Wheel | ] |
Have you ever wanted to be held so bad that it physically hurts when you're not cuddling?
That's kind of where I am right now. And in case you've never felt like this? It fucking sucks. |
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| An open letter to my friends... |
[Apr. 5th, 2006|02:40 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Ben Jelen (an amazing CD) | ] |
I have never asked for anything except friendship from any and all of you. I love every single one of you, but I would never ask anything other than your time....and maybe a fun idea or two. At times, you've had to be a rock or a sounding board or a therapist, but you've risen to the occasion beautifully. It is because of that that I am so thankful to have such amazing friends.
If you feel like I'm a demanding friend, I apologize. We all have our moments. However, if you feel like I'm a diva who needs a massive support system or a superman to save her, then perhaps our relationship isn't what I thought it was because I would never want someone who I thought was a dear friend to think that I needed to be saved. For the record? I never asked to be saved. I don't need a superhero, I need friends.
I don't even know if any of this makes any sense. Perhaps this is diarrhea of the mind. But over the past few weeks, I've thought a lot about friendship and who truly encompasses the idea of a friend. If you're reading this, then you pass the test. Just remember that I love you, but I don't need you to save me or kiss my ass or stroke my ego (although that is nice from time to time). I just need you to be there. And to love me for who I am, even if that means that I'm a loud-mouthed dork who doesn't make sense all the time. |
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| I swear I'm not even joking here |
[Mar. 27th, 2006|01:36 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | Amazed | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Queen: Break Free | ] |
My Tuesday plans were shaping up well. I have the day off, I was going to meet some of my co-workers for Subway, then knit with another friend and cap off the night with a reunion with my beloved Ryan.
However.
It pains me to have to cancel all of these fantastic things because of a voicemail I received this morning informing me that I won tickets to see Ashlee Simpson in Green Bay.
Um, what?
Um, YES! I, Krissy, the girl who never wins anything, has won tickets to see Ashlee Simpson tomorrow night.
I will LaLa the night away come tomorrow.
Woooooooo! |
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| The following is a real conversation... |
[Mar. 15th, 2006|10:47 pm] |
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| | bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Jason Mraz: Plane | ] |
...and if it is altered, it's only slightly so to be more entertaining. (Or because I couldn't remember just exactly how it went.)
Me: Hi! How can I help you tonight?
Mom: Do you have baby rings?
Me: Huh? Oooh, you mean earrings?
Mom: NO! I MEAN rings. Baby. Rings. Like a ring that a baby could wear. *gestures to her six-month-oldish daughter who's knawing on the cart*
Me: *can barely hold in a laugh because of the absurdity of it all* No. No, I don't believe we have those.
Mom: Are you positive?
Me: 99.9% sure, ma'am. But let me check.
For the record? We carry no such things. Thank god. Because WHO would really buy a ring for a baby to wear? Isn't that a choking hazard? Or, uh, just trashy? |
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| I can't stop talkin' about meme me.... |
[Mar. 13th, 2006|07:30 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  comfortable | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Ever After | ] |
Four Jobs I've Had:
- busser: my first real job. It was at the family restaurant in Chassell. I washed dishes in the corner of a small, hot, heavy kitchen during the summer. It was long hours and minimum wage. It was where I bonded with girls I had thought hated me and became one of the guys with the cooks. We blared music, threw half-stale buffet food at each other and got dirty every shift. I loved it.
- academic programmer: still the best job I've ever had. My boss demanded the best and got it (for the most part). The staff was close, the residents rocked and I felt fulfilled. I'm still trying to recapture the feelings I had during those two great years.
- waitress: just a summer job. Long hours, a grumpy boss and dingy tips from hicks. I drew inspiration for my writing and learned a lot about grace and patience those three months, though.
- retail girl: my before and after college gig. First I worked at K-Mart where I learned many a grown-up lesson and taught myself a few as well. And now I work in retail again. The pay isn't great and the hours are a constant variable, but I love my co-workers and the fact that I can laugh before, during and after a shift--unlike at my first "real world" job.
Four Movies I Can Watch Over and Over:
- Lilo and Stitch - I'm addicted to the little blue alien and his antics. It's a sure-fire cure for a rough day.
- Moulin Rouge - just gorgeous in every way. One of the only movies that can still make me cry even after three dozen or so showings.
- Spice World - I will not be judged. It makes me giggle. Girl power lives on!
- Rent - Nothing has touched me as much as the play (and then the movie). It says everything I think and feel about friends, love, acceptance and life.
Four TV shows I Love to Watch:
- Friends (reruns count!)
- Sex and the City
- Lost (even though I have no idea what's going on this season after missing a few shows. Ack!)
- Best Week Ever (or anything on VH1 for that matter)
Four Favorite Places I've Been on Vacation:
- London (and I will return someday, hopefully for good)
- Hawaii
- Disney World!! (I could live there. I'm not even joking.)
- New York City
Four Favorite Dishes:
- pasta (either spaghetti or pesto--don't make me choose!)
- taco salad
- turkey with all of the trimmings (Thanksgiving rocks my world)
- chinese food
Four Websites I Visit Daily:
- my email accounts. I am completely obsessive about checking them. I swear I have OCD.
- pinkisthenewblog.com
- my friends' blogs
- monster.com. I need a new job and new location, yo!
Four Places I'd Rather Be:
- out of the UP
- with my friends hanging out
- in London at a fabulous club
- in a job that I adore (or at least am challenged at or that makes me feel fulfilled.)
Four Others I Tag:
- Brett because he doesn't blog enough
- Michelle
- Melissa
- Katie aka Wifey |
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