O I remember!
I talked to Andrea Gemignani, and she is desperate to have me watch Owen and Maya for the ENTIRE month of August, 30 hrs/week minimum! I am So excited! I will be able to make some money before school starts, AND I get to play with my Owie all day long! and take care of tweedy baby Maya! (who hopefully does more than sleep and cry these days)
Downside: I will be sleepin on the couch. At the apartment. Because 2 lame xendom dames are in my room. And mom will be there too.
Upside: Raja will be there too.
Quick story: Last night I was watching the shield outside at the porch table, and sleeks was asleep under the table, with her head under the base of the table (the table doesnt have 4 legs, but instead has like a support in the middle...know what i mean?) and i farted. So loud that it woke up Sleeks...but not only did it wake her up, it scared the shit out of her, and she jumped, quivering in her paws,.......and whammed her head on the base of the table. HAHAHAHAH!!!
Monday, July 21, 2008
Turns out A&P took so long that I no longer want to write a blog.
But, quick highlights: I weight 130lbs. I'm gonna go ahead and say that its all muscle...but my butt and boobs ARE much bigger than they used to be, and I *might* have a butt tummy.....
What was my other highlight...probably either something about Sleeky being cute and annoying, or about going to the gym being the funnest....or possibly, about how great The Shield is, and how much my wugtug would love it......
NEways. G2G.
Pax vobis cum.
But, quick highlights: I weight 130lbs. I'm gonna go ahead and say that its all muscle...but my butt and boobs ARE much bigger than they used to be, and I *might* have a butt tummy.....
What was my other highlight...probably either something about Sleeky being cute and annoying, or about going to the gym being the funnest....or possibly, about how great The Shield is, and how much my wugtug would love it......
NEways. G2G.
Pax vobis cum.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Innocent Man(girl)
Dear Codeword for M,
I' m no martyr, but I am not guilty of committing any crime against you.
I am tired of this bullshit between us, but I am not going to apologize for something I did not do. I am sorry that you think I flirted with Jimmy. I did not, but I realize that this is a subjective rather than objective matter, and therefore I am sorry you percieved me as having done so.
Aside from that single matter, I do not think I have been insensitive to you this summer. I know, and I have seen, that you are not your usual Mary-self, but I understand that the emotional things you are dealing with this summer are very deep and tangled, and so I have not wanted to pry, because I know that I myself would not have wanted to talk about it if I were in your shoes. I have been here if you wanted to talk, and I still am.
We have had radically different experiences this summer, and in a way have lived completely seperate lives. That is just how it turned out. I could write a saga of all the ways I have felt that you have been insensitive to me this summer, but that is pointless, and I do not want to hold onto those feelings because dwelling on such things ruins friendships (and marriages!)
Our friendship is very important to me, you are my biatch, and irreplaceable.
Living with a friend often damages a friendship, we are special though, and I really do believe our friendship can overcome anything.
This is my olive branch.
Love
Caroline, your biatch.
What do you think?
Im afraid of actually sending this to her, because she might have a scathing reply. which would make me mad all over again. and then our friendship would be crippled.
I' m no martyr, but I am not guilty of committing any crime against you.
I am tired of this bullshit between us, but I am not going to apologize for something I did not do. I am sorry that you think I flirted with Jimmy. I did not, but I realize that this is a subjective rather than objective matter, and therefore I am sorry you percieved me as having done so.
Aside from that single matter, I do not think I have been insensitive to you this summer. I know, and I have seen, that you are not your usual Mary-self, but I understand that the emotional things you are dealing with this summer are very deep and tangled, and so I have not wanted to pry, because I know that I myself would not have wanted to talk about it if I were in your shoes. I have been here if you wanted to talk, and I still am.
We have had radically different experiences this summer, and in a way have lived completely seperate lives. That is just how it turned out. I could write a saga of all the ways I have felt that you have been insensitive to me this summer, but that is pointless, and I do not want to hold onto those feelings because dwelling on such things ruins friendships (and marriages!)
Our friendship is very important to me, you are my biatch, and irreplaceable.
Living with a friend often damages a friendship, we are special though, and I really do believe our friendship can overcome anything.
This is my olive branch.
Love
Caroline, your biatch.
What do you think?
Im afraid of actually sending this to her, because she might have a scathing reply. which would make me mad all over again. and then our friendship would be crippled.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Michael, apparently, is at the end of his estrogen tolerance rope. He has been singing songs about the incomprehensibility of estrogen, and how women are just chemically crazy. I think its amusing, but I do see where he is coming from. (circumstantially, that is)
The Epic Tale: Mary&Jimmy. Difficult break up with Jer, tries to take things slow with Jimmy, doesnt really work, is 'dating'/oozing/studying greek with Jimmy for the past 6 weeks. UGH never mind. I dont feel like telling the story, you already know it basically, and you probably dont care.
Expedited Version: Mary wants to take things with J back to square one. J is confused, hurt, saddened. M does not talk to J all day. C (me) does not know this, because C went to work at the exact time M got home from work. While C was at work, J texted C and asked if she wanted to watch The Shield later that night. C agrees joyfully. J later calls C while she is sitting outside with M1, M2 and M3. C tells J she hasnt finished her A&P yet, but will call when she does. M is suddenly PISSED. C not sure whats going on. M and C go inside, and sit down opposite eachother at their computers. C asks M, whats going on? are you mad at me? seriously! whats wrong? M responds coolly; "I dont want to talk about it" C asks a few more times. M gets annoyed and says she doesnt want to talk about it. C shrugs and finishes her A&P, texts J, and goes outside to join M2 and M3 for cig. J arrives to pick up C to watch Shield. Suddenly, C catches on to bizzarre awkwardness. J doesnt want to come inside and say hi to M, M walks out of house right as J enters gate, awkwardness ensues. J and C exit. C texts M, and says: "I dont mean to be upsetting you or making you angery. If you are pissed about this, I need you to talk to me about it". M does not deign to respond. C returns home later that night to find herself locked out of her own room. M and C do not speak for the next 18 hours or so, until this afternoon. M was outside reading, C goes outside and lights a cig. C asks M if she wants to talk. M says no. C stares at M until M puts down her book. The following conversation occurs between 4pm and 5pm.
M- Why do you think I'm mad at you.
C- (thinks: why dont you tell me. why the fuck are you pulling this mom/phsyc shit on me) Well, I presume you are upset because I went over to watch the shield last night with J, I didnt know he hadn't talked to you about it first, and I can see you taking that as a bad friend move.
M-You have part of it. I am mad at you because you were flirting with Jimmy when he called you last night.
C-wtf. no I wasn't
M-I dont expect you to admit it, but you know you did. I dont expect this conversation to go anywhere, or for anything to get solved
C-well I didnt and havent flirted with J.
*long pause*
C-so we';re just going to live in awkward silence?
M-I dont mind not talking to you. And if you wont admit that you flirted with Jimmy, you better get used to it.
*long silence*
*aiden comes out*
C-Dont lock me out of the bedroom again. Please.
M-You've slept on the couch before, its not like its a big deal.
*very long silence*
M-And even apart from last night, I've been going through a lot this summer, and even though I haven't been talking to you about any of it, you've been insensitive to me all summer
*M2 comes home from work, C goes inside*
So, apparently Mary and I are in a huge fight. Like, Huge fight. huge. I'm not mad at her at all, I KNOW that she has been in some bizarre emotional place for the majority of the summer, and especially the last week, and I know it has to do with Jer and Jimmy, and I also know that I didnt flirt with J on the phone, M2 and M3 agree, and I know that she is acting like a paranoid ex-girlfriend....except SHE"s the one who wanted to go back to square one with J, and she's the one who wont talk to me about it. I understand that she hasnt talked to me about whats been going on with her all summer, because I understand that when you are an emotional wreck, you dont really have anything to say or want to talk about it. I dont hold it against her, I dont hold anything against her. Whatever. I am annoyed by this whole thing, this massive drama. Mary is not acting like herself, and hasnt this whole fucking summer. her intense anger at me is irrational, as is her behavior and attitude towards J right now.
Im annoyed thinking about this anymore. i could go on a long as rant, but I wont, there is no point. Anyway. I finally have a ticket home, for July 30. I used mom's credit card to buy it, because i was sick of her bullshit excuses as to why she still hadnt even looked for one. I dont think mom realizes she bought it...I think she thinks her little plan worked and M&M ended up paying for it. Anyway, I get into Dulles at 10:30pm, and both Mom and Dad have told me to make sure that Francis brings me straight home. "you have the whole drive from Dulles to Rodeny ave sweetie, how could you possibly need more time together than that?" I have this feeling things at home are BIZFUCKINGZARE, and mom and dad are going to try to treat me like a fucking child again. I am not at all looking forward to that shit. its going to hell. But i am SO ready to have my own personal space again, and have some freedom.
Michael has a point. Estrogen is a bizzare, strong hormone. I know I'm full of it too, but sometimes I wish I was just a guy, and didnt have to deal with and/or be in the middle of irrational drama fights like this (and like I had with Jacky last semester)
I miss my sister, and I love her, and I would love it if she posted a blog about whats going on with her, and where she is emotionally.
The Epic Tale: Mary&Jimmy. Difficult break up with Jer, tries to take things slow with Jimmy, doesnt really work, is 'dating'/oozing/studying greek with Jimmy for the past 6 weeks. UGH never mind. I dont feel like telling the story, you already know it basically, and you probably dont care.
Expedited Version: Mary wants to take things with J back to square one. J is confused, hurt, saddened. M does not talk to J all day. C (me) does not know this, because C went to work at the exact time M got home from work. While C was at work, J texted C and asked if she wanted to watch The Shield later that night. C agrees joyfully. J later calls C while she is sitting outside with M1, M2 and M3. C tells J she hasnt finished her A&P yet, but will call when she does. M is suddenly PISSED. C not sure whats going on. M and C go inside, and sit down opposite eachother at their computers. C asks M, whats going on? are you mad at me? seriously! whats wrong? M responds coolly; "I dont want to talk about it" C asks a few more times. M gets annoyed and says she doesnt want to talk about it. C shrugs and finishes her A&P, texts J, and goes outside to join M2 and M3 for cig. J arrives to pick up C to watch Shield. Suddenly, C catches on to bizzarre awkwardness. J doesnt want to come inside and say hi to M, M walks out of house right as J enters gate, awkwardness ensues. J and C exit. C texts M, and says: "I dont mean to be upsetting you or making you angery. If you are pissed about this, I need you to talk to me about it". M does not deign to respond. C returns home later that night to find herself locked out of her own room. M and C do not speak for the next 18 hours or so, until this afternoon. M was outside reading, C goes outside and lights a cig. C asks M if she wants to talk. M says no. C stares at M until M puts down her book. The following conversation occurs between 4pm and 5pm.
M- Why do you think I'm mad at you.
C- (thinks: why dont you tell me. why the fuck are you pulling this mom/phsyc shit on me) Well, I presume you are upset because I went over to watch the shield last night with J, I didnt know he hadn't talked to you about it first, and I can see you taking that as a bad friend move.
M-You have part of it. I am mad at you because you were flirting with Jimmy when he called you last night.
C-wtf. no I wasn't
M-I dont expect you to admit it, but you know you did. I dont expect this conversation to go anywhere, or for anything to get solved
C-well I didnt and havent flirted with J.
*long pause*
C-so we';re just going to live in awkward silence?
M-I dont mind not talking to you. And if you wont admit that you flirted with Jimmy, you better get used to it.
*long silence*
*aiden comes out*
C-Dont lock me out of the bedroom again. Please.
M-You've slept on the couch before, its not like its a big deal.
*very long silence*
M-And even apart from last night, I've been going through a lot this summer, and even though I haven't been talking to you about any of it, you've been insensitive to me all summer
*M2 comes home from work, C goes inside*
So, apparently Mary and I are in a huge fight. Like, Huge fight. huge. I'm not mad at her at all, I KNOW that she has been in some bizarre emotional place for the majority of the summer, and especially the last week, and I know it has to do with Jer and Jimmy, and I also know that I didnt flirt with J on the phone, M2 and M3 agree, and I know that she is acting like a paranoid ex-girlfriend....except SHE"s the one who wanted to go back to square one with J, and she's the one who wont talk to me about it. I understand that she hasnt talked to me about whats been going on with her all summer, because I understand that when you are an emotional wreck, you dont really have anything to say or want to talk about it. I dont hold it against her, I dont hold anything against her. Whatever. I am annoyed by this whole thing, this massive drama. Mary is not acting like herself, and hasnt this whole fucking summer. her intense anger at me is irrational, as is her behavior and attitude towards J right now.
Im annoyed thinking about this anymore. i could go on a long as rant, but I wont, there is no point. Anyway. I finally have a ticket home, for July 30. I used mom's credit card to buy it, because i was sick of her bullshit excuses as to why she still hadnt even looked for one. I dont think mom realizes she bought it...I think she thinks her little plan worked and M&M ended up paying for it. Anyway, I get into Dulles at 10:30pm, and both Mom and Dad have told me to make sure that Francis brings me straight home. "you have the whole drive from Dulles to Rodeny ave sweetie, how could you possibly need more time together than that?" I have this feeling things at home are BIZFUCKINGZARE, and mom and dad are going to try to treat me like a fucking child again. I am not at all looking forward to that shit. its going to hell. But i am SO ready to have my own personal space again, and have some freedom.
Michael has a point. Estrogen is a bizzare, strong hormone. I know I'm full of it too, but sometimes I wish I was just a guy, and didnt have to deal with and/or be in the middle of irrational drama fights like this (and like I had with Jacky last semester)
I miss my sister, and I love her, and I would love it if she posted a blog about whats going on with her, and where she is emotionally.
Monday, July 7, 2008
LifeStyles Magazine: Caroline Marschner, up-close!!!!
The only problem with having a sweet TSSOS blog arises when you have several weeks of nothing to say worth saying. But luckily the dry spell has passed and the muse of St. Cecilia has returned (LOL ironic, eh?)
Quickly--I must just interject that i do NOT like Amy Winehouse. And I wish that Maggie and Mary weren't so deeply interested in her life and lyrics, and did not play her whiney tunes so frequently, when I could be listening to Amanda and or ReO Speedwagon.
SO moving upwards and onwards (Momma style)....I have finally manage to totally adjust. I guess I have been adjusted for a while now, but 4 nights ago when I was in the U-Bend thinking about (death) going home, I felt, for the first time, a massive PANG of things here I would miss and look back on fondly! Sleeks, obviously. Aiden, putting on make-up and straigtening his hair with my hair products with mary and I, his sitting outside smoking cigs with me, telling me deep and complicated stories which I cant understand, but are nonetheless adorable, his immitating every word, complete with reflextion, i.e. NOOouh-Whaaaay!; Michael, and how cute he is about painstakingly making delicious coffee drinks, "you know what the best thing is about (mary and Jimmy) you guys being so in love? Your never going to be able to decide who gets the 1 remaining coffee drink and I'll get to drink it alll!!!!!!!heeehewwwwwww! "and his smoothis obsessions and glee whenever I bring him home a Rasberry Rush.....Maggie, how much fun she is to be around and how much she legit CARES about US Magazine and how Brit is doing..."no seriously. I think Amy is going to die in the next year. Its so sad" and then she gets upset if i make a sarcastic comment about caring....oops........
So yes, though it took a while to settle, e'rything is cool on the homefront.
Work: Smushie cafe is a shiv place to work. not because making smushies is all that tiring or difficult, but because it is poorly, poorly managed, pays under minimum wage, does give legit paychecks, and the 2 ppl that i LIKE are quitting in the next week, and everyone else who works there is a highschool bitch. But whatev, I'll be back to serving Beef O'Flareghty before I know it.
I talked to Daddy today. And he is going to have Mom buy me a ticket home for the end of the month. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I am very happy that this decision has been made between Mom and Dad, and that I wont have to worry about robbing a bank to buy a ticket home. And I am very excited to go home.....but I do dread going back into the fire of family drama...if you know what I mean. I am not looking forward to having to deal with mom's moods, pearse, weezer (when she's in a bad mood) thunderstorms, humidity....Sigh. But I cannot WAIT to see DeathCab, Franci, Kelly, Trissipants, Buttermeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeulk!
Quickly--I must just interject that i do NOT like Amy Winehouse. And I wish that Maggie and Mary weren't so deeply interested in her life and lyrics, and did not play her whiney tunes so frequently, when I could be listening to Amanda and or ReO Speedwagon.
SO moving upwards and onwards (Momma style)....I have finally manage to totally adjust. I guess I have been adjusted for a while now, but 4 nights ago when I was in the U-Bend thinking about (death) going home, I felt, for the first time, a massive PANG of things here I would miss and look back on fondly! Sleeks, obviously. Aiden, putting on make-up and straigtening his hair with my hair products with mary and I, his sitting outside smoking cigs with me, telling me deep and complicated stories which I cant understand, but are nonetheless adorable, his immitating every word, complete with reflextion, i.e. NOOouh-Whaaaay!; Michael, and how cute he is about painstakingly making delicious coffee drinks, "you know what the best thing is about (mary and Jimmy) you guys being so in love? Your never going to be able to decide who gets the 1 remaining coffee drink and I'll get to drink it alll!!!!!!!heeehewwwwwww! "and his smoothis obsessions and glee whenever I bring him home a Rasberry Rush.....Maggie, how much fun she is to be around and how much she legit CARES about US Magazine and how Brit is doing..."no seriously. I think Amy is going to die in the next year. Its so sad" and then she gets upset if i make a sarcastic comment about caring....oops........
So yes, though it took a while to settle, e'rything is cool on the homefront.
Work: Smushie cafe is a shiv place to work. not because making smushies is all that tiring or difficult, but because it is poorly, poorly managed, pays under minimum wage, does give legit paychecks, and the 2 ppl that i LIKE are quitting in the next week, and everyone else who works there is a highschool bitch. But whatev, I'll be back to serving Beef O'Flareghty before I know it.
I talked to Daddy today. And he is going to have Mom buy me a ticket home for the end of the month. (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) I am very happy that this decision has been made between Mom and Dad, and that I wont have to worry about robbing a bank to buy a ticket home. And I am very excited to go home.....but I do dread going back into the fire of family drama...if you know what I mean. I am not looking forward to having to deal with mom's moods, pearse, weezer (when she's in a bad mood) thunderstorms, humidity....Sigh. But I cannot WAIT to see DeathCab, Franci, Kelly, Trissipants, Buttermeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeulk!
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