I'm so unbelievably stupid.

I'm embarrassed to be telling this story.
I was watching Jeopardy tonight and I was feeling good, one category was all about Romance languages. Ate that one up. Then came final Jeopardy: Word History. Snap! I was ready for this. Answer: This word meaning noxious liquid possibly derives from the name of a love goddess.
And there I sit, thinking, thinking... Ambrosia? No, can't be that. What's the root of poison? No, it's not that. Time's up. First contestant: What is poisonous? No. Second contestant: What is Ambrosia? No. Third contestant: What is venom?

I stared at the word; the first three letters VEN, just as the name VENus. I felt like the worlds dumbest person ever. I mean, who misses her own self on Jeopardy!!! The pain is only compounded by the fact that Venus, for some reason, was also a nickname of mine from 7th grade thru high school.

And, as a side note, yesterday when I was riding the bus to school, I sat across from Samwise Gamgee.

Another bus tale

I tend to sit in the back of rooms or buses. I also tend to sit in the corner of places. I don't like to be in front of people. Better said, I don't like like people looking at my back. And I don't like not knowing what's going on behind me. There's probably some diagnosable psychosis there.

Case in point, today on the bus I sat in the back corner and mostly talked on the phone to Newt.
But there's also another reason why I like sitting in the back of the bus. It's really funny to pull the little wire requesting a stop just as someone else has a hold of it to pull. It's always funny to see the reaction.

Maybe it's a little mean, but it's funny.

Or how about this?

Do you remember this clip at the end of Disney movies? Talk about a weird trip...

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

This song has been stuck in my head for over 20 years. In fact, when people count, I end up finishing off the numbers in my head at 12 and singing. Emily has said a few numbers before and I've finished by singing up to 12 and then singing out the number 12 like this: tweh-eeh-eh-eeh-eeh-eh-elve! Then she'd look at me weird. Well now she knows the reason behind my madness:

an unintended hiatus

i just haven't blogged in a while. don't know why. (shoulder shrug)
on Monday at the service auction thingie that Sarah and Preston(?) organized, I won the ride in an airplane. that's a pretty cool thing to auction off, eh?
Cindy called me a little bit after i won to tell me that she's addicted to the West Wing. i'm fine with this. she blames me. again, i'm fine with this. but then i told her that i had won a ride in an airplane and she told me that i wasn't allowed to tell her when i would be in the air.

thanksgiving was great. we had a lot of fun at mom's. we watched ocean's 13, which scottie hadn't seen. (!!) ¡Viva Ciudad Juárez! i just love turkey and cranberry sauce.

oh, claire's in town, too. she's very exciting.

i'm sure other things have happened. but i'm really tired and can't remember.
but tomorrow's the BYU-UofU football game. go cougs!!
so there's this thing called the Deseret First Duel which i think is ASININE!!! it's a sponsored rivalry--sponsored!!--between the U and the Y. Deseret First Credit Union is behind this whole thing, it'll be a competition including 12 different sports. honestly, we already have a rivalry, do we need a sponsor? each team from the two schools wants to win, why is there this dumb, manufactured outlying competition that isn't really a competition. do you think the teams are going to work any harder just so the can win the not-at-all-coveted Deseret First Duel?
Dumb. Dumb. Dumb. Dumb. Dumb.

Dumb.

a rundown of stuff

Today before we started class we discussed how we all want to see Enchanted just so we can see how funny it is when fairy tales clash with real life. We all decided (male student included) that this movie is a great idea.
This same male student knows Brian Hansen and he and I proceeded to do the Brian Hansen voice and discuss how we weren't sure when we met him if that really was his voice. "Uhhh, Sister Children...do you realize...that, uh...there's trouble, yes, trouble!....right here in River...City? Ribbit."
Tonight my friend said that people from Canada don't have accents, they just say some words differently. I laughed so hard I got the hiccups.
I was playing with her 2-year-old daughter and I put something in the hoodie on her shirt. Every once in a while she would catch a glimpse of the yellow plastic out of the corner of her eye and spin around like a puppy chasing after its tail. It was hysterical. Quickly she would spot something else and focus on that for a while, only to again see the yellow plastic and start spinning, over and over, around and around.

And here's a funny German present for you. The best is at the very end of the clip:

Overheard on the bus

This is what I heard on the bus this morning as a kid was talking on his cell loud and unashamedly:

-Get Chris.
-Get Chris.
-What does Chris do that I do?
-Get Chris.
-I wish I were blazed. Just get Chris.
-Is this Chris?
-Dude, are you buying or selling?
-Cali. Yeah.
-K. Call you later.

Gee. I wonder what was going on? I think he had a lot of guts for doing that in front of everyone. Pretty dumb.

**Addition, blazed means high on marijuana. I looked it up in a slang dictionary, which, if you're feeling adventurous and in the mood to see choice words, can look up yourself. Warned and forewarned.
oh, and the word "forewarned" when you warn someone, don't you usually advise them before something happens? isn't that the idea? then why forewarn. it seems a little redundant, ¿no?