« January 2004 | | March 2004 »

February 29, 2004

hey jealousy

Tonight was a good night. First at Les's place then at Tsunami for some awesome tempura/salmon/sushi. Great people and some great food. Let's hope my personal trainer and nutritionist doesn't kick my ass for it on Monday.

My birthday is in 12 days. Also, starting at noon that day on ESPN 2 will be ACC quarterfinals. Personally, I'm more excited about the basketball.

Oh yeah, my birthday. Months ago there were plans for Dallas, but due to Keaton's schedule it was scaled back a bit. So instead, some of my favorite people will be driving in to spend the weekend of the 12th with me. Even though only 3 people have dropped out of coming due to circumstances (I miss you Adam!) it appears Andy, Jordan, Jason and Scott will all be in town. Dana will also be newly 21 and hopefully joining them. Travis and his girlfriend Carrie will be out and about with us. And I've got tentative word that Miranda and her daughter will be joining us for dinner. Add in the AT&T crew, my friend about town Bryan, the original blond boy with glasses in my life: Christopher Clingman, and possibly some of the girls, and guess what you have? Me still too young to go out with everyone after sushi. But oh well. I've got to find a way to keep 4 seemingly very different guys entertained by myself for most of the weekend, so I imagine it'll just be a lot of me topless and xbox and pictures of pretty buildings. I'm kidding about the topless thing. Kinda.

I really hope I don't get nershed. I bought Stephen lunch for his birthday, the easiest he could do is show up for dinner on mine or something comparable.

I'm really looking forward to it, in between the moments of unbareable stress. I think the morning of the 13th I have to get up ass early and go to breakfast with my mom. This could be interesting. By the way, I'll take all the blond boys with glasses wrapped in bows you would like to send.

Sometimes, my birthdays are the only way to remind people how young I really am. Another easy reminder, the music I listen to frequently. Don't get me wrong, I really do listen to almost anything, but sometimes I don't care about musicality. I just want something that is fun and that is just easy. So, as a belated Christmas present, last Sunday I took my sister to see Linkin Park. And it was fucking great. We didn't get through the line quick enough to see Story of the Year, Hoobastank was just absolutely awesome and even covered Cyndi Lauper's - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. I have nothing to say about POD other than they've just totally lost it and their laser show sucks. But then there was Linkin Park...and for the third straight time, they were just fucking great. Definitely one of the most energetic bands I love to see again and again. My sister had a great time and bent her glasses. I ended up with a bunch of bruised ribs and having punched some dumbass in the back of the head. So it goes.

And the only means for taking an excellent photograph is yourself. If the equipment is playing a large part in the credibility of your pictures, then you just need to stop, rewind, shoot again. But then again, I think shit like this is cool, so fuck my opinion, because well, I'm a d100 girl. And I stand behind the Nikon digital if any at all

And jibs seriously, I think I'm more interesting when I don't act like a guy with tits. I'm just more of the "perfect girl" when I do act that way.

If I hadn't blown the whole thing years ago, I might be here with you...

Tell me do you think it'd be alright
If I could Just crash here tonight
AS you see I'm in no shape for drivin'
And any way I 've got no place to go

And you know it might not be that bad
You were the best I ever had
I hadn't blown the whole thing years ago
I might not be alone

Tomorrow we can drive around this town
And let the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found to take it's place

Hey jealousy
Hey jealousy
Hey Jealousy
Hey Jealousy

You can trust me not to drink
And not to sleep around
And if you don't expect too much form me
You might not be let down

Cos all I really want's to be with you
And feel like I matter too
If I didn't blow the whole thing years ago
I might be here with you

Tomorrow we can drive around this town
Andlet the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found to take it's place

Hey jealousy
Hey jealousy
Hey jealousy
Hey jealousy

Tomorrow we can drive around this town
And let the cops chase us around
The past is gone but something might be found to take it's place

Hey Jealousy
Hey Jealousy

Listen to my heart
There's only one thing I can start

Posted by Courtney at 05:04 AM | Comments (2)

February 15, 2004

my princess is in another castle


:: how nintendo are you? ::

Posted by Courtney at 09:35 PM | Comments (2)

that day

So today was great.

I didn't get up until 2 and then I drug Bryan out with my Holgas for some fun at the playground. He honestly doesn't believe any of the pictures will turn out, which is part of the expectation. Loading a Holga when your fingers are frozen is definitely no fun.

So then, taking a turn from CHRIS and his valentine's party last year, we decided to make valentine's cookies. I really wish I would have remembered about their FAP cookie. Anyways, my horrible midnight webcam shots of the cookies I took home with me from the experiment are all HERE. Bryan took pictures after the fact on his digital and those should be up somewhere someway someday.

After the cookies, I picked myself up a caesar salad and came home. Keaton and I sat around and watched the All Star Slam Dunk contest and then Sportscenter. It was splendid.

And by the way, chromogenic.net is my new favorite photoblog. I was sold at THIS picture. Go check it out.

Posted by Courtney at 01:11 AM | Comments (0)

February 13, 2004

sense

jibs, you're a pussy.

Posted by Courtney at 08:52 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack

February 12, 2004

blar!

I'm sick of always making the effort. Someone else should try it now and then.

Posted by Courtney at 08:51 PM | Comments (0)

February 09, 2004

Help!

Orkut is way too addicting.

Dammit ANIL ACCEPT MY FRIENDSHIP.

Posted by Courtney at 01:08 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack