Beware; this post is going to be random. Not enough time to dissect thoughts into proper language, so get ready for extreme casualties--

So.. went to meet Beth last night. Gay Bar. No dancing. Pointless to have gay bars where people don't dance. I'm not sure if staring at gay men is wrong or not. I'm going to go with a no and keep looking.. and, ultimately, putting cash in their pants. Perfect example of who i am-- see below;

People constantly ask me why I don't like dishwashers. I figured it out today. It's because my mom always used to ask me to do it while kevy played halo and justin watched  bob villa on tv. 

Jennifer: dude, tell me how to light a pilot

Justin: i hope you're not on a plane

Jennifer: i need to learn how to cook dude

Justin: Pilot on what? a stove?

Jennifer: Yeah silly

Justin: Put a match by the burner and turn the gas on

Jennifer: no no. the pilot, they blew out. all four. and the lighters i have are the ones that make you cringe in pain after you scrape your thumb against what feels like sand paper trying to light it.. then you ultimately want to rip all your locks of hair out.

Justin: the plane is going to crash if the pilot went out

Pissed that i can't ever sleep in. 7.5 hours max. 

DUDE... my soccer team played in semi-finals on friday.. WE WON. a guy from the other team was also taken out of our game and to the hospital. we lost 2-3 the championship game, although, there were still at least 7-10 mins on the clock and the lights SHUT OFF on our field because the field time was messed up due to the delay per the incident. AND I GOT A YELLOW CARD. 

Oh.. other good news-- got approved for my final student loan.. BOOYAH. woah, this week was such a success.. time to celebrate. First--- taking 16 advil so i can run without my shin splints killing me.

Plan to be the hottest.. or at least the second hottest bridesmaid this weekend. NC on thursday. YEAAAHHH. 

I have just looked at every website imaginable in hopes to avoid homework. GAH! I need to be a better student. I used to be.. i swear. 

re-iterate

Welp... listen here. 

I haven't even taken a glance at my homework all weekend.

My last blog post was full of intentions. oops.

these are the highlights.. not in any order..

playing the best we've played this season in friday nights game > not playing tennis after the game friday night and instead going out with c + e > getting so far on my ID that they asked for a signature comparison > trying to eat lunch at the beach and failing miserably... resulting in an $150 ticket > seeing Strangers with Candy for the first time ever > wine wine wine-o > leinenkugel on sale > brit, E D, jay, jeff & other dude planning a visit at 11p on sat night > sonotheque's reggae rastafarian jamaican night.. we didn't even come close to fitting in, so i just complimented everyone and supported the club and others by buying red stripe(s) > seeing zak > bbq'ing in 53 degree weather right next to the lake > making a MEAN potato salad that my mom could possibly be really proud of > having a total of 21308 friends in my bed 

I need a quick nap before franzia eats me alive. good day. 

you wouldn't want a life of cheese...short lived

welp, today:

alarm > snooze > snooze > snooze > woke up > xpedx > groceries > unpack groceries at homes > sports authority > new tennis racket > new balls (the yellow, furry kind) > duck walk > clean clean clean clean > attempt to put shelf up > fail miserably > p comes to help > fail miserably > practice tennis in my apartment > treasure island > buy plants > unpack plants, water + set up > change > tennis > soccer game @ north ave > tennis with m? > shower > sleep

tomorrow; >museum

sunday: > bbq

i love fridays. they are my day for ME. so nice. GAH!

four weeks left to design a 29472 page annual report. gotta get it done baby. 

starstruck

Dude. You cats are about to be pumped. 

I just put my first very own window a/c unit in BY MYSELF. Going to be honest, I feel cool as shit. 

Literally, I have to stay inside all weekend and do homework. OUCH. My outlet is going to be going to the gym.. cool. 

Today I worked 213 hours. Elei + I went to the beach tonight... had snacks, played with sand toys, soaked up some rays & I read a little. It was precious and shit. 

... still should have gone out tonight. GAH. 

Ladies and gentlemen, it has been a beautiful day.

Once I got over my sore throat and aching body and everything that happened last night, I got some breakfast and headed to class. 

Had a good time at class... found 2 more people for our soccer team...

Kim & I went for a huge walk along lakeshore and caught up with one another on all sorts of stuff. We had dinner at Joy's. And used a coupon. Hooray for being broke + in college. 

I'm screwing the shelf from Target and putting the old one back up. GAH. 

I need to run an errand and then clean before my friends come over. ;) peace!

Listen to me right now, my mouth is BURNING from mouth wash. 

I don't really have much to say because I'm not so great at blogging but I'm looking for an outlet. 

Mums, dave and kevs got a new pup. It's a husky mixed with lab.. i think? Anyway, mums promised that I get to name it. It's male. I thought of Scout (i like scout because i picture a cute lil bunkin in a freaking bandana running around) or Scott. My favorite boy name (Kayden) cannot be used for a husky. It's not husky-esque. Kayden is the name for someone who enjoys things like sailing and reading. 

I hope that within 3 years, I'm out of Chicago and exploring a different location. I hope that Kevs can find a college he wants to go to near me and move into a 2BR with me. I would be ecstatic. 

I don't know if I believe in love. Doesn't that sound generic? Naive? Bitter? It may sound something like all of those... or a mix of those + others... or none of them at all - guess it depends on the reader. Frankly, I'm not interested in what it sounds like. 

I just finished a book today. Highly recommended by everyone I know. Most of the things in the book I have read before. I think I believe a good percentage of them, but that doesn't mean I agree with them. I'm trying to make sense of it all and I cannot seem to. 

The book was about understanding relationships, the vast differences between men & women, etc. It's all pretty laid out, pretty flat + simple. I, for some reason, cannot put my head around the idea that any of us are that simple. 

How would being appreciated as a male figure override the joy and pride of seeing someone be willing to do things for themselves... and learn for themselves? To have ambition and motivation, to be intelligent and independent? Am I different than everybody or does seeing a woman say obnoxiously unknowledgeable words make her less desirable... as a friend, co-worker, potential girlfriend, etc?

I have to jet, my friend has crisis-central. Peace.

i'm analyzin' the game.. and the game done told me..

I just considered ironing pajama pants. HAHAHA who am i? Not sure, but I'm over it.

Some important notes;

1. I woke up today at 8 even though I didn't have to be at work. I love having a good sleeping pattern. A+ for getting things done. TWO A+'s for not going to work on a day where I'm not supposed to like I usually do. GAH. 

2. Just got my new EXT HD in the mail! I met my mailman. He is the most precious thing ever. Seriously. He made my entire day. Transferring everything over now. My old one died, p.s. which basically means i'm screwed out of life and i need ot take it to a technician where i will, inevitably, pay over $100 to have my stuff out of there. GAH. I need my progressions tho. GAH. 

3. MY SHELF ARRIVES TODAY. i'm gon (i need to stop typing that and texting that, i sound ghetto) put it up & love it. 

4. i also get new contacts today

5. i also play soccer in the rain today

6. my girls are coming into town. you cannot even start to IMAGINE the insane crazy hug they're all gonna get when they show up to my field. i'm going to be sweaty, hot, out of breath.. with a fiery excitement in my heart. i've already realized i'm going to completely embarrass myself in front of my entire team of mostly males (i'll explain why this matters in a second) and i've decided that i am absolutely okay with it. the thing about soccer, or any sport really, is that when you play on a co-ed team and you're not male, you have to prove yourself (sucks, but that's how the world is.. .and i'm okay with this as well because i almost always do prove that i'm a tough little shit). the ways i've found to be most efficient + effective are;

a) running after the ball no matter where it is --this shows that you can see and have energy

b) holding your position but not being afraid to get out of it 70% of the time.. as long as you are willing to put out the proper energy and pace to get back into it within about 10 seconds max

c) tripping people (in attempt to retrieve the ball ((and only effective when you come out having won the ball)) ).  even if it's on accident... mostly males, but females are OK on OCCASION only. the reason for this is because if you're always targeting females and only playing maximum D on females they'll think you're too scared to get a 1 up on the males. you also have to play hard on the females too though to;

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a) show fully that you are capable of getting some serious turf on that B

b) trick them into thinking you're only good at females so when the males have the ball they'll come down your side of the field where you will promptly steal the ball and pass to one of your teammates, the red team, duh. 

c) because they're out there trying to win too and you need to show them that you're tough as shit 

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d) being an A+ defender at all times even if you're a good striker, too. i'm not keen with tricks and 'faking out' etc.. so i use my abilities in other arenas. 

Point being, I feel like i've done an O.K. (what does that stand for??) job at showing my shit so i'm pretty excited to get girly because... well, i simply can't help it. 

yeahhhahaahhhwww.. (mix between yeahaah! and yeehaw! be stoked)!

Favorite thing in the world? Probably post cards.

FYI, I'm boycotting flash drives until I feel I am able to stop corrupting their poor souls. 

Happy Saturday. 9 hours of sleep. I feel happy. Except for the music that is playing. Who created this playlist and why is it on my computer? Not sure about either. 

A few points of the morning..

a> my mom would kill me if she saw the amount of laundry i have

b> my brother would be really proud of me if he saw me work my drill and putty my walls and get ready to put my new shelf up

c> still can't walk on my ankle, so i'm going to run on it instead

d> i am NOT into floren, he doesn't communicate or get anything done correctly

e> oops i forgot my paps called me last night, so i must call him back

Enjoy your day, folks ;) cheers!

design won't save the world

Last night I headed over to a salon/spa opening with Kimcam. It was wonderful- free manicures, pedicures, facials, massages, waxing, etc.. eats, cocktails, networking. Loved it. Had 16 too many cocktails. After, headed over to a neighborhood karaoke bar and somehow didn't sing? That's got to be a first. Alex met up with us then. Alex stayed the night. I hogged the bed. Alex couldn't sleep. I'm a bad friend. OOPS.

My indy soccer team won our first game tonight. Don't mind if I mention that I assisted (exceptionally well, mind you) on one of the goals. This is a big deal because I'm obsessed with playing heavy defense - to the point where if I volunteer to play offense, I find myself out of my position 95% of the time. OOPS. 

Although, I was extremely torn up tonight. Back & left ankle - shredded. Walked all the way home from North Ave turf with new friend. A good two miles. Need to do that more often. Beautiful walk along lake and nature paths.. fresh air. I get home and sit in my bed because I'm exhausted. I get up to get into the shower and I can't walk. Literally. The shower was rough. Put some of this dragon cream or whatever on my ankle. Kim says dancers use it and they swear by it so I picked it up. Not sure about it yet, I'm sort of judgemental. OOPS. Hopefully that there little ankle is all set by tomorrow because I've got some things to do. 

Tonight, I found myself typing in jenniferwisniewski.com, this being after thinking about what my website could possibly be and helping a fellow critique his newly established site. Please visit the site. I spent a good 20 minutes reading through all the posts/comments/entries and when I got done... i was still pissed I couldn't have the URL. Which, is insane in the first place anyway... because I'm ultra positive no one would see my website if it was jenniferwisniewski.com because they wouldn't be able to get my name right. I don't know why I'm so mad about the URL. I then ended up researching why people hate gingers so much. Didn't find much... except a facebook group called "KICK A GINGER DAY." Not okay with this. Not even a little bit. 

I went too long without watching my shows and now it's an issue. Pissed.  

I want to put my new shelf up, although, I know I can't walk. Which means I cannot do something crazy with tools like put a shelf up. Not interested in holding my pride at the moment... so i'll be straight... those directions and manuals intimidate the shit out of me. The directions make it even more confusing. On top of the intent to create something huge out of 15 different plastic packages filled with things you've never seen before and not really even sure how they work. 

My eyes are closing. It's been a long haul today.

Trading in my heels for my cleats tonight. New turf @ North, 8pm. PUMPED. 

holy updates

I have become obsessed with these chairs. 

http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/60099852

Since I'm now in a studio, the main area is for my dresser/tables/bed/records, FIREPLACE, etc. Although, my kitchen is huge. I want to get two of those with a table and put it in the space next to my kitchen as a sitting area. Possibly with a nice plush rug underneath. Ah! Unfortunately, the chairs cannot be ordered online and have to be picked up in store. Hm...

Anyway, I'm now thinking about painting my bathroom. It's such an adjustment going from the deep gold in the main area to the WHITE in the kitchen and the WHITE in the bathroom. Not interested. White is actually my third favorite color (in order; grey, black, white, gold, olive green, just not on walls. ESPECIALLY not on walls. More like ... underwear, socks, tanks. 

Speaking of underclothes.. funny story.. all of mine are pink because I don't know how to wash clothes, apparently. 

Anyway.. back to the chairs.. I realize that I'm rarely home and will rarely sit in them. But they will go soo nicely with my style and other furniture. Also, the space in the kitchen is TOO negative--for you designers out there--and I can't help wanting to fill it... pronto. Thinking about it though... and 65% of the things found in homes are decorative, just for looks.. just to show someone's style. I'm really into my atmosphere and looking at things that I love in my apartment makes me happy. That's it, I'm getting the damn chairs. It will be done!

Also, I'm going to go as long as possible without buying a microwave. And hopefully I'll find the perfect dishes. 

Why do I drink coffee at 8pm? Who am I?

Can't wait to be back at work tomorrow morning and back into my morning daily grind. Luh me dahh tech.

FYI-

Didn't get the dishes. Got a HOT ASS dress instead.

;)

Funny story. My (bear) brothers came into town last weekend to help me paint/move/set up. It was a precious affair, really. They stayed for my soccer game on Friday night. I was playing and one of them was taking pictures. One of my "friends" (my team doesn't know each other well enough yet to call each other friends) on the team asks "UHMM do you know those people? THEY'RE TAKING PHOTOS OF YOU!" Hilarious. 

Also, slept on top of my phone and apparently my back turned my alarm off this morning. Usually wake up at 7 without an alarm. Boss called at 9am. Woke up from lucid dreams with the "WHERE IN THE HELL AM I?" feeling. Turned into a relaxing morning at home with coffee, a longer shower and then I booted off to school to get some work done. It was an ok thing. :)

Just found that all the photos I was going to use for the re-design of the Australian Ballet's AR are low-res. Will have to venture to the public library for books. Drag(s). 

Found awesome set of dishes online--- http://www.sears.com/shc/s/p_10153_12605_02469952000P

Going to see if I can find them at the store. PEACE OUT HOES. 

ps.. enjoy cinco!

Tiny Little Ones

Quick, smalls--

1> I am happy, happy, happy. 

2> I get to eat brats tonight for Cinco. 

3> I found 2 more inspiring design websites.

4> I have buds.

5> I have a balcony.

6> My mom sang "Poker Face" into my voicemail last week.

7> Life.. is beckoning, dynamic and versatile. And we're perfect for it. 

I am back to normalcy with internet in my diggs, which I haven't not had (until recently) since the 5th grade. Stoked. Purely.

It's been a while, but some highlights have been;

1> Having a wonderful date for Jen's wedding

2> Being an A+ bridesmaid (most of the time)

3> Joining 2 soccer leagues

4> My dad's surprise birthday party

5> My INDY3 team, they are so fun

6> Seeing Alkaline Trio againnnnnnn (n's count for the number of time's i've seen them((post seeing them this time)) ). 

7> Having cute neighbors

8> Having the girls, Kim, Jane and my brother around

9> Jolene leaving messages on Alicia's voicemail

10> Finding textsfromlastnight.com

11> Only two more week of Physics 

12> My mom sending mom-food along with Justin + Kevs

13> Being a normal human being and discovering an ultimate appreciation for EBAY

14> Freckle Central

And, for the pessimists (or people just interested)....the low lights;

1> Daniel Faraday dying on lost

2> C.K. holding grudges

3> My basically endangered ankle

4> My kitchen floor

5> Procrastination

6> Having to forfeit every physics quiz because I was instructed not to buy the book

7> Finding that I don't have a microwave

Here are some inserts from "Oh, the Places You'll Go"-- I read this to Elei the other night and it had been years since I had even seen it. Kinda hit me. Way to go, Seussy.

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.

You’ll look up and down streets. Look ‘em over with care.
About some you will say, “I don’t choose to go there.”
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you’re too smart to go down any not-so-good street.
And you may not find any
you’ll want to go down.

Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.
Except when you don’t
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so
but, sadly, it’s true
and hang-ups
can happen to you.
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You’ll be left in a Lurch.

headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…
…for people just waiting.
Waiting for a  train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.
Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a sting of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

Somehow you’ll escape
all that waiting and staying.
You’ll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.


Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you’ll be quite a lot.
And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
But on you will go
though the weather be foul
On you will go
though your enemies prowl
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike
and I know you’ll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.
You’ll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You’ll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life’s
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

Take care of yourself, bears.