Seriously. They want to do a remake, and MTV will be the people doing it. NO. DO NOT WANT. This might not help anything but a girl can hope. If you guys haven't signed this yet and you don't want to see an amazing classic get raped, sign.

<3

I have decided that I am going to name my first son, my heir...

Dash Dashell.

Not only will he be a world renown skiier. But he will also know how to speak in strange medical jargon, but he will be able to establish that "SPIDERS HIBERNATE IN THE WINTER!!!" which he will actually teach me.

Never trust evil professors with frameless glasses. Frameless glasses are obviously works of SATAN! SATAN. SANTA.

The father of Dash Dashell is... STeve Buschemia. B/c he is awesome.

Breeding giant man eating spiders do not, I repeat fine gentlemen, ever justify the means. Breeding spiders never helps the world. Especially when you are trying to save the world with giant spiders, trymake sure that they do not have a hungering for man flesh. You think men trained to shoot with guns would be able to hit a giant moving spider with a machine gun. Also, wouldnt spiders eventually get full nd so maybe tey would stop eating everyone. You know eventually. Maybe? Perhaps.

In the year 2007, a Razr phone retails at 300 dollars. This happens b/c they can actually be able to kill a horcrux. This guy is going to get gangraped by 4 spiders.

Im fucking ready to laugh.

I am an idiot sometimes. Yesterday I was writing about the fact that Chuck is going to be in NYC and I totally forgot the link. This is b/c I'm very tired. And today god, even more tired. Hey, you know what would be fun? Sleep. That'd be a good fucking time.

Anywho, sleep deprivation aside, heres the link.

http://www.strandbooks.com/app/www/p/profile/?isbn=1499150709
That takes you to the exact page where you can buy tickets. As of right now there are 17 tickets remaining. If that doesn't work go through using this link...

http://www.chuckpalahniuk.net/author/tour.php

Pretty sure people can find the link to the strand books right there in the article thingie so yea. I had a dream I met Chuck and he let me interview... Such good fucking times.

So, Rome has ended. Entirely. It ran two seasons and now at the end of its second season it has ended. Only ten episodes. I am quite sad to see it end. And at the end Rome ended wonderfully. The audience got to see the end of Antony and Cleopatra. They treated us to some great Pullo/Vorenus male bonding and killing like 15 guys with a fair amount of ease. O shall I miss you old fat town cryer. I will be sad to know that I will never be able to mock your strange hand gestures while you speak to the Roman people.

The cut below has spoilers for character death that wasn't already written into the history books.

(Real entry at some point this week)

( Spoilers of the end and other things  )

It is hailing outside. It is also raining/snowing outside. It also happens to be fucking freezing.

My school is shutting down at 5 PM.

I normally goto three classes today. My two first classes have been cancelled.

My math class, hasn't been cancelled. I now get the extreme pleasure to go to school in this goddamn weather.

For one class. For two hours. Only so I can turn around and go right back home.

Fuck you, math. Fuck you, Professor Borat.

Bad fucking times.

So I'm going off to my second day of comic con. And many questions shall be answered.

Will I be able to refrain from stuffing Jhonen Vasquez into the marriage sack I've prepared? (HE IS THE CUTEST THING ON EARTH I MET HIM YESTERDAY!) *hem hem*
Will I be able to talk to Stephen King without stammering and do an effective interview?
Part two, will I even get an interview with Stephen King?
Will my friend's ever stop cock blocking?

Last night was awesome though. Got a bunch of swag. Which I will be handing out to some of my friends. But who knows, people need to play their cards right. I got a 300 poster for a special boy with facial hair. And maybe even a buffy thing for someone who is short and currently in Boston. But I don't know... I may just eat all my awesome free stuff. Yummm free.

Did I mention I met Jhonen? SQUEE!

A very happy birthday to Johhny Rotten!

I think I'll create a real entry about life, love and what 50 thousand hippies smell like.

They smell like a mixture of pot, sweat and hope. It was quite disturbing. Also prepare for a math rant/what I could create that is more efficent than the people that work at my college. Heres a hint, one of the things is a corpse on strings.

School starts today. My first class isn't technically until 6 o clock tonight. But I need to go in early and overtally into a math class. Fuck you school!! guh. So... things have been weird. I went to a bunch of new states this weekend. And I ended up somewhere. I'll give you guys a hint where we all ended up.

http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/01/27/iraq.protest.ap/index.html

good times. I have Twilight Princess for gamecube. I want to have sex with it. More later when I'm actually able to think.

Looks like 2006 is coming to an end. Good times my friends. I'm seriously fucking sick, of course. But that won't be stopping me from partying. Gotta party no matter what. Unless I die or something. And then I still want my corpse to be dragged to the party and have it made to look like I'm still alive and rockin. Even though that may be the plot of Weekend at Bernies. O man. I really can't hear that well. My ears are all clogged up and my throat fucking kills. This seriously sucks. Gonna be drinking dayquil and drugging myself so I can make it through New Years Eve. I will probably drink some tea a little later too. All in all it seems like a plan.

Anywho last night was a pregaming party for New Years. Went over to Justin and Ayla's and played the Wii! Fuck. That Wii... it is really good. Ayla hit me while we were playing tennis. It was an "accident" yea ok. She hit Justin the other day too. She probably just has flippers for arms so she can't actually control them. The guys get so fucking into it though. Its insane. A fist fight almost broke out b/c of fucking Wii!golf. I watched a little bit of Zelda. That game looks so goddamn good. I gotta get a fucking Wii. Its not even funny. When I do get one though I'll probably become this weird shut-in and order my groceries online so I don't have to deal with people that much. It will just be me and my Wii. Then we all started drinking which was good times. Played some drunken Wii! tennis. Which was disastorous. People almost died... Reminded me of Nam. These three chicks that I didn't know got super trashed and like killed the party though. It sucked. They had like 4 shots!! Lightweights! This one girl kept calling people upstairs b/c she was in the shower and for some reason just couldn't take a cold shower and fucking sober up on her own. And then this other girl had to drunk dial her ex-bf and start yelling at him. Did I ever mention I hate 80% of drunk chicks? I just kinda chilled to the side. I was a depressed drunk for some reason. But then later on I vaguely remember getting up and dancing to Justin Timberlake. (And not Dick in Box, a real JT song) I am putting that one up to drunkeness, b/c I don't dance to Justin EVER. Got home around 3:30. Good night though.

Since New Years is comin up I think its time for a meme.

( New Years Meme! )

Guh. I need to slow down with the partying/being out every night. Seriously taking a toll on me now. I haven't been sleeping that well and all I've been doing to aide that is by drinking more. Fantastic. The only good thing to come out of all this is that I'm writing again. I guess not sleeping and being in a half-living daze at all times is my muse. Well if thats what I must do... I'm actually liking my writing right now. Which is insane b/c I can't stand it normally. I've been picking up old half finished stories and editing them, then giving them some more life by writing a paragraph or so. Its coming together piece by piece. Hopefully in another few days or a week I'll have something to show the people that I normally share my writing with/my writing community. So good times.

Last night was fun. Katie came by. She found a guitar in the garbage and brought it back to my house. Its interesting b/c its like not badly damaged or anything. Its missing like 2 strings and the neck is a little cracked. But who knows maybe someone can fix it. So we sat around for awhile and then Dan brought his bf over and we all chilled and made brownies. Thats what the cool kids are doing. Watched Adult Swim blablabla. Didn't start drinking till about 3 in the morning. In which I began chugging as much as booze as possible. Not my smartest idea ever. But what are you gonna do. It was good times. Called some people. Then randomly messaged someone on facebook telling them how I want to have sex with them. I know this b/c when I was walking around this morning I noticed I had a new sent message in my folder. Fantastic. I kinda remember watching old Star Trek episodes but I cant really remember.

Shatastic!

Anyway, got no sleep again. Just kinda passed out for 5 minutes then jumped awake. Then around 8 my friend texted me to tell me he got the Wii. And then I was too bitter to get back to sleep. O yea. The bitterness and the construction. Fucking construction. Its like down the road and I can hear it perfectly some mornings. Goddamn. Time to drug myself into a coma!

It is good to be home. And by home I mean SI. Not that I've been home all that much.  Been partying every night! Well.. more like going out every night and doing the not sleep thing. Its great. Over the last 3 or four days I've gotten probably 6 hours of sleep. Go me! I'm chillin in the office with Rachaun b/c I came in with Dan and decided to put off sleep for a few more hours. And I have a date tonight! WIN. Ashley is excited. This semester is over for everyone now. I'm dreading my next semester b/c I seriously have to take alot of classes and just like get my ass into gear. Guh. Right now I'm only taking two classes. I'm thinking about taking some class about like the Bible and literature its supposed to be an easy A. I might take it, I hate all thing Bible related but it is an english class... so who knows. If Ayla takes it I probably will too, I dunno. *sigh* I still don't know what to do for New Years. I'm thinking I'll probably just goto Ayla and Justin's party but people keep asking if I'm going to throw another naked new years bash. But who knows, I'm so lazy and I hated cleaning up all the vomit and trash. Guh. I'm so fucking tired. And Rachaun is like bitching about this paper hes had all semester to do but he only like started doing it like right now. And its due in like 40 minutes. He loses at life.

Blah. I hate being stuck in NJ. Like no one is around for me to hangwith and like the people that are around are like a million miles awaythat make me take three different trains just to see them...

You know who you are, don't look away.

Anywho I do believe it is time to write about my two semi brushes withdeath I've had within the last week or so. Both experiences I got toshare with Chris. Shocking I know. The first one wasn't that bad but atthe time it was pretty scary, we were driving back to Ramsey and thiscar in front of us kept swerving back and forth in these two lanes. Itslike midnight so we want to get around him b/c we don't really feellike getting hit or rear ending this douche bag. So we go around himand cut him off so that we can get in front of him and away. So we do,and we think thats the end of that... we were wrong. *dun dun dunnn!*(I am really lame). Later on Chris wants to get some Mcdonalds so wepull into the drive thru and get some treats. Theres a random car thathas all its lights on just sitting in the empty parking lot, Christells me that it looks like the same car, so we just pull back onto thehighway. The car follows us and immediatly starts tailing us and putsthe brights on. We begin to do evasive movements in order to get awayfrom this asshole, which ends up with us going 90 down the highway andalmost getting hit by a truck. We think we've lost him b/c we justsmoked him but alas, a few minutes later he comes back behind us. Istart to panic b/c I can't see his front license plate and I don't feellike staring back at his car for too long. We both realize that wecan't drive back to Chris' house b/c fuck we don't know how far heswilling to follow us and we don't want to show this guy where we live.so we get off the highway to test how far he'll chase us and hefollows, so chris starts taking these side streets to try and lose him.it really doesnt work. and he ends up accidentally turning down a deadend. I momentarily see my life flash before my life, its boring. Theguy comes down the street right at us and he lays on the horn. so we goflying around the corner and Chris goes off the road into this smalldark side area and turns off all the lights. and thats how we lose him.it was pretty crazy. he followed us like all the way to fucking ramsey.it was quite scary.

And now... the moment I have waited for... my trip and encounter with the Ramapo Mountain people...
( Inbreds and dogs )

Wow. Long time no update, kinda. Well I have an assload to talk about. Maybe not an assload... no, it is definitly an assload.

Tenacious D- I must first address the movie. I was going to write a whole entry simply for the movie, but alas my life has been kinda busy, so I never found the time to. The movie is fucking amazing. I saw it twice. I definitly recomend all people that read this to go out and see this. You'll love it if your a D fan and even if your not you can enjoy the comedy. Go out and see it. For serious.

Ok, now I also went and saw the D live. (Not sure if I've mentioned that or not ha) It was awesome. A great fucking band live. JB and Kage have some serious energy. Jables is running around on stage doing these kicks and shit. It was great. Got to see Lee!  MSG was fucking packed, it was crazy. I kept saying I would sneak closer to the stage, but um yea like no empty seats anywhere. They played some of the songs from the new album/movie and then of course they played the classics. I lost my voice by the end of the concert. It was amazing, I will definitly be seeing them live again.

School- Since I medically withdrew I had to get my ass in gear for the next semester. So off I went to register for the spring semester. I have a bunch of shit classes and as of this exact moment I'm only signed up for two of them. Right now I'm taking Sociology 100 (Required, I also REALLY want to take the criminology class that is available if I took Soc 100) and I'm taking a class called Modes of Poetry. Can't remember exactly what its about at this exact moment... but I'll guess it has something to do with poetry. Well some of you might be wondering, only two classes? What is this madness? Well I wanted to take Spanish, but you have to do a placement test, so I'm currently questioning if I really need to take Spanish or if I should take American Sign Language (which doesn't have a placement test.) So I dont know about that yet, if I'm taking ASL I might wait a semester b/c then my other friend is taking it.

Now... onto the topic that is currently giving me a brain tumor, tard math. Now this will be the third time I've taken the class. The first time I took it I failed. Second time well I had a fucking kidney stone/kidney infection; can't really do much about that. Like I couldn't have forseen it. So the rational and logical human being would think that I wouldn't be penalized for taking the class a third time. Well throw all rationality and logic out the goddamn window b/c I am being penalized for it. O yes! Here I am with my nice doctor's notes, my approval of the school to say that yes, i was quite sick here is your shiny medical withdrawl. So one would think I wouldn't be penalized by the school, since I was given the ok to withdrawl without being penalized. But... alas, I am. So the first day of classes I have to try and overtally my way into a tard math class. Which will be fucking fantastic. B/c yea, its tough enough to get into a fucking tard math class as it is, but now I have to get a prof.'s permission to be in that class. FANTASTIC.

Alright well thats enough of an update for right now. Maybe tomorrow I'll write about my adventures in almost being killed and the scary inbreds that dwell in the Ramapo Mountains.

So supposedly I'm all healed up now. Good times and all that. The kidney stone is gone, my stent has been removed and it looks like my kidney should be ok and there wasn't too much damage done to it when I had the infection. So good times. This weekend Ashley is probably going to stay in NJ and recover from the surgery since I'm supposed to be just getting bed rest and what not for the next two days. O but when I'm back in SI... lock up your booze and your little boys! I'm going on a fucking rampage. I plan on doing all the partying I've missed out on while I've been ill. In one week. Yes, I might end up back in the hospital from being TOO AWESOME and rocking way too hard. God I'm kind of a loser.

In other more news of awesome. I'M GOING TO SEE TENACIOUS D ON DECEMBER FIRST! WOOO. I'm gonna be rockin with my socks off. I'm really excited. Its like the most excited I've been for something in awhile. It will be hardcore awesome. And Nov. 22nd I will be rockin out with my cock out while watching the Tenacious D movie. O yes my friends. It will be awesome.

In other news that is not awesome, life has been boring. I've been stuck in NJ for awhile now and it really sucks. I've been writing a little bit though, mostly forcing myself to write something and if I don't I threaten to start breaking my own fingers... it gets the job done.

You know I'm bored when I'm updating my lj twice in one day. I'm sitting around the Serpentine office waiting for Dolcy to come back so we can bounce. Well possibly bounce. We might hang around and wait for Christos and then go back to my apartment and like play video games and watch bad horror movies. And of course watch bad porn, b/c thats how I fucking roll. hehe. So my halloween costume worked I guess. People didn't quite get it... well some people did. They guessed a zombie. But then it was like zombie nurse, school girl, art teacher, punk rocker, etc etc. I just said that I was all of the above b/c I got tired of explaining what I was. I thought the fishnets and plaid skirt would like make people get it immediatly. But maybe not. Its all good though.

I basically just sat around the school and what not. Chilled with friends. My friends are fucking awesome. I met alot of new people that are cool, which makes me happy. B/c sometimes knowing people that don't suck isn't that bad. I am so goddamn tired though. I don't know why, like I haven't really done anything. Who knows. But it was fun. Good times.

Dolcy is crashing at my house again tonight. And that means that I won't be getting any sleep again and I'll be wondering if shes killed herself with booze or not. God. I fuckin love her though, shes my darker half. I keep hearing these random noises like from down the hall. Its scary. Like what the fuck is goin on down there? I think its just the NYPIRG douches though.

Rachaun has a wonderful afro.

I really want to be at my apartment when Veronica Mars comes on. Like I need to watch it. I don't care what else is goin on, I'm fucking watching Veronica Mars.

Man today was crazy. So first I just go in to school to withdraw for the semester... which obviously must be the hardest thing ever. I walk all over campus just trying to talk to someone about withdrawing and it just won't work. Fantastic. I did withdraw though. So yea... I guess that takes care of that. I'm going back to school tomorrow though so I can go ahead and just like do the finishing whatever or something.

And then Dolcy came by CSI which is always fantastic. tee hee. Now after a few glasses of vodka shes passed out in my bed. its great. and she has an lj now so she can read this. YOU ARE A DRUNK! AND I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD.
That is all.

I fucking love Rocky Horror. I thought they would be playing it on actual Halloween at midnight and not Oct. 30th at midnight... which is still Halloween but like not. I dunno. I always thought it was actually the night of Halloween.

Meep. I'm trying not to be depressed about the whole withdrawing from school, but there isn't really anything I can do right now about it. Like I've missed so much school. Fuckin kidney! I punch you!

Guh. So yea its been a pretty busy last few days/week/month whatever the fuck people want to call it. Well might as well update first about my health or lack their of. So Wednesday I went back to the hospital to get rid of the stone. Now like last week I had been having alot of pain, which sucked b/c I could barely get back and to to school. So I had X-rays done and they saw that the stent  had migrated down my ureter and thats where the pain was coming from. Fucking fantastic. So now my surgery included getting the old one pulled out and getting a new one put in. Good times. So supposedly everything went well or something, I haven't talked to the urologist since so I guess it worked. I really have no clue. But the doctor ordered another 3 days of rest so now I've missed about 3 weeks of college. I decided I just can't go back. I missed midterms and on top of that I've barely been in school since I've gotten out of the hospital b/c I've had other doctor's appointments I had to go to. And I really don't want to withdraw from this semester but I really don't have a choice, I still haven't been given a clean bill of health yet and I still need to get this new stent removed in like two weeks, as well as a shitload more X-rays to figure out if the fucking kidney stone is gone or not.

So I withdrew from this semester. Monday (if I'm back in SI) I'm going to go into CSI and do the whole medical withdrawl thing. Whatever. I'm not dropping out or anything so I don't feel too much like a loser. But I gotta go get a job now, b/c I can't just sit around my house for the next 4 months or so and do nothing all day. I'll kill myself. For serious. Gotta go make that money.

I'm really excited about Halloween its my favorite holiday and I'm really hoping I'll be able to go to SI and spend it with my friends watching zombie movies and eating candy. I probably wont be drinking or anything b/c I'm not sure if I'm allowed to and like don't think there will be booze there. But normally when I show up somewhere there is booze. Its like magic. Alcholic magic. hehe.

So I haven't been in the best mood/health for the past basically two or three weeks. And now I'm back in SI and I'm worried about what I'm going to do about school... I might have to withdraw from this semester b/c of missing so much school. And on top of that its also midterms like right now... Can someone say heart attack? I don't think I'll be expected to like do the midterms... but I'm sure I'll have to do something else to make up for it. I dunno. I'm horrified though. I have a solid reason why I wasn't able to come in but who knows what my professors will say now. *sigh* I wanna crawl back into bed.

However, the great and awesome Justine made me something that has made me super happy. Since I was in the hospital I was saying that I'd really like it if like George Clooney just came strolling in and told me my diagnosis. B/c other than the fact that it would be the hottest thing EVAR, I would seriously like die. But you know, don't think I'm gonna get Clooney to tell me whats wrong with my kidneys. Well b/c hes fucking George Clooney. And I'm not dying or like a starvin child. Wait, Clooney isn't Bono. Thank god. Um anyway so Justine justineith made me this wonderful thing. And it has totally made me happy and giggle.



That is the best thing ever. And Justine is seriously the coolest person. For serious.

So I'm back. Yes I have been gone for all of you scratching your heads and looking around awkwardly wondering exactly where I have been. Well I've been in the hospital. It seems that the kidney stone I had was blocking off my right kidney, making it all infected and gross. So off to the hospital I went. It was pretty serious I guess. They kept me there for 8 days. I had to get this thing put in so they could drain my kidney of all this gross shit. It was fucking fantastic... Only good part of being in the hospital was having a crazy fever of 103 like every day and hallucinating. That and I was on these great pain killers. D something. Two times stronger than morphine. Let me tell ya, for the 5 minutes that I can remember being alive before that shit kicked in it was fantastic. You could feel the pain meds kicking in. Like when they put it in my IV I could feel it going up my arm and all over my body. It was nuts.

But I'm getting better now. So good times to all that. Stuck in Jersey for the rest of this weekend while my parents monitor me. I'm on a crazy amount of antibiotics and other things. But whatever. I'm more worried about school. This is the second week I'm going to miss... And I'm going to be an assload behind on work. I have my syllabus and what not, but other than that I'm like behind. It sucks. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about this semester... *sigh*

Well the cats are here to harass me... Must pet kittens.

So... life kinda sucks right now. I should be on a bus going to Boston... but I'm in Jersey. Why am I in NJ?

B/c I have a goddamn kidney stone..

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Thursday was a day filled with vomitting and pain. I thought I had just eaten something bad, which I tend to do, so I just didn't goto school and I relaxed at the apartment drinking tea and then throwing it back up. By the evening the vomitting had stopped and I was beginning to feel lots better. By about... 9 o clock I believe I stood up and all of a sudden it felt like my lower back/kidney area was being stabbed. The pain spread through to my stomach and I felt like someone was stabbing me. I didn't get too worried, until I found that I was too weak to walk and I couldn't stretch out what I thought was a pulled muscle. I wandered over to Vanessa's room and asked her what she might think it is (shes training to be a nurse) and she said it could be a number of things. She told me to give it a few minutes and if the pain was getting worse she'd drive me to the hospital.

The pain got sooo much worse. So off to the hospital we went. I felt like I was going to throw up, and in the process of throwing up, vomit up my organs. I got looked at by the nurses, did the whole register thing. And then about 40 minutes later went to the back and waited for a doctor to put me out of my misery. I love that when the doctors start poking around in the area that is in pain they keep doing it until I'm basically crying. Its one of those things that is fucking fantastic. Got my blood drawn. Got an IV. Still no pain meds although I'm begging them to just kill me. Then I start to vomit. Alot of vomit. I threw up everything that was in my stomach and then some. Now at this point the doctor comes in and goes, "ok. lets get her some pain meds and something to stop her from vomitting." YEA. THANKS. Vanessa being the god that she is, stays with me the entire time, holds back the small amount of hair I have left, and then brings me towels to wipe my face off. I get some pain stuff and I begin to feel slightly better. Now its time for a Cat scan. Two hours later, a doctor comes back telling me I have a kidney stone.

I'm supposed to push it out myself. But I really don't want to. I'd rather have it get broken apart and then it coming out. But whatever. I got me some vikaden, and some anti-bacterial drugs b/c my white blood count is a little high. *sigh* I really wish I could have gone to Boston. Maybe in a few weeks I'll go up and see Justine and Megan. B/c I seriously miss them. Anywho I'm gonna go back downstairs and wait for death.