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[Sep. 13th, 2007|07:12 pm] |
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Hey everyone! I haven't posted on here for a while because I've been using this awesome travel blog that my brother set me up at sarahbetheisinger.com. If you're bored and/or trying to avoid work you should really check it out you know you know you know you know. |
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[Jul. 9th, 2007|07:18 pm] |
Dwight: I can travel anywhere, except Cuba, and I will travel to New Zealand and walk the Lord of the Rings trail to Mordor and I will hike Mount Doom.
I could never in good conscience call myself an Office fan if I'd gone to New Zealand and not hiked to Mount Doom, so yesterday Jono and I totally did it. And sweet sassy molassey it was hard. Ten hours of hiking, and the second forty-five minutes were at like a sixty-degree incline, so there were rocks at like waist-level every step and you had to pull yourself up and our squishy fast-food-fed American bodies were just not up the the challenge. I think I went plum retarded a third of the way through. I kept thinking things like "How the hell did those hobbits manage this in bare feet?!?!?!" It was by far the most strenuous thing I'd done since getting a chunk of lung removed two years ago and breathing was soooo hard that I wanted to die a little bit. Okay a lot bit. And like, you'd think that getting part of an organ removed would make hiking long distances easier because that's less to carry but no, it turns out the lungs are two of the most important body parts when it comes to hiking straight up. But it was so awesome and gorgeous and we went to freaking Mount Doom! So basically I am better than Dwight, which I didn't think was even possible.
Other awesome things that have happened:
1. We went tubing through a glow worm cave. That was so awesome but again I had no idea how strenuous it was going to be. They gave us heavy galoshes and I was the last person in our tube train and we all got separated in deep water and you're not supposed to turn your light on because it hurts the glow worms and anyway my light had fallen off so I had to swim desperately in pitch black water with freaking galoshed on that were filled with water and I'm not a very strong swimmer so basically I almost drowned. Would the guides' faces have been red THEN! Haha. Oh imminent death.
2. We went to a geyser and a huge, colorful hot sulphur spring park. So pretty. Um, yeah. I'm running out of internet time and that's the gist of it so there you go.
Jono and I are holding up really well in terms of not killing each other. There was a time when I couldn't interact with anyone one-on-one for extended periods of time without getting so anxiety-ridden that I wanted to puke. And that time was called high school. But now things are markedly improved. I had to take an alone day today but that seemed to work out well and hopefully Jono's not harboring any seething resentment towards my bitchitude.
Everyone with a non-American accent thinks people with American accents are idiots. I do not like it. But then I don't like most people so it works out evenly. Screw you |
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[Jul. 2nd, 2007|03:56 am] |
My flight leaves in 12 hours! So weird. Sorry for being such a sucky nonresponder for the past month, I've been in a hermit phase but I really appreciate all the comments and facebook messages and everything.
My brother awesomely got me http://www.sarahbetheisinger.com/ and hopefully it will turn into a delightful travel blog that isn't boring but we'll see.
There's so much left to do! Nurrr. I think I'm not gonna sleep until my flight and then maybe the 24 hours of flying won't suck as much because I'll be able to sleep through most of it. Except then my body will be weak and sickly, so curses. Okay, left to do:
- Clean my sty of a bedroom so it doesn't gather cobwebs and vermin while I'm away
- Pack my bag and document every little thing I put into it so I can make a packing lightly tutorial that almost certainly won't happen but I can dream, dammit.
- Change my cell phone service from stupid sucky Cingular to okay Verizon so I can keep my phone number without paying freaking forty dollars a month for Cingular to cut off my service the whole time! What the hell.
- Get delicious Five Guys and become even more corpulent that I am now if that's even possible.
- Spend the last few hours that I'll get with my parents for the next five months boooo.
Oh nur, I'm exhausted already. Maybe just a little nap. I have a bad feeling. |
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[Jun. 23rd, 2007|05:21 am] |
Hey dudes. What's up. So I think my parents and I just watched the movie that Lindsay Lohan was shooting when she said that quote about not talking to her like she's some kind of normal person. It's called "Just My Luck" and if you haven't heard of it, that's because it suckity suck suck sucks. Like, it's so sucky that it is painful to watch. Like, the only good part is when Lindsay Lohan gets socked in the face. Okay, that part is awesome.
The epic journey starts in a week and a half. I am pretty excited but feel like I should be more excited. It pleases me how sinusoidal my route is. Jono wrote a good thing about it. He's coming for the first month and a half so that should be good. Also, Nick's coming for Australia and that should be interesting.
Ummm, yeah. I don't do a whole lot these days so there's not very much to write about. I guess this is the best thing to ever exist:
Followed closely by this:
I'm going to visit Suzanne next week. I had a going-away party after my last final and it was totally awesome until David Simon put on Suzanne's owl apron and I drunkenly burst into tears because she should have been there. And then it was suuuuper awkward because I was just crying and there were still a bunch of people there but I guess it's okay because they were all friends.
Also, how is Law & Order so awesome? The world may never know. |
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| Awesome. Can't wait. |
[Jun. 5th, 2007|03:55 am] |
Production assistant: Lindsay, we need you right away.
Lindsay Lohan: Oh my God! Don't talk to me like I'm some kind of normal person!
--7th Ave & 9th St
Don't talk to me like I'm some kind of normal person indeed. |
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[May. 2nd, 2007|10:51 pm] |
Oh holy crap, just spent half of my savings on plane tickets. But now I am officially going around the world! I've wanted to do this for so freaking long. So here's the plan:
1. New Zealand for a week and a half (July 4 to 14)
2. Australia for two weeks (July 14 to 30)
3. Angkor Wat for half a week (July 30 to August 4)
4. Thailand for a week (August 4 to 10)
5. Japan for a week (August 10 to 16)
6. Western Europe for two and a half weeks (August 16 to September 3)
7. Eastern Europe for two and a half weeks (September 3 to 20)
8. Live in Barcelona for two and a half months (September 20 to December 1)
Yep. Awesome. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2007|03:03 pm] |
Updated the plan and came up with some dates:
1. New Zealand for a week and a half (July 1 to 11)
2. Australia for two and a half weeks (July 11 to 30)
3. Angkor Wat for half a week (July 30 to August 4)
4. Japan for a week and a half (August 4 to 14)
5. Norway for half a week (August 14 to 18)
6. London for half a week (August 18 to 22)
7. Western Europe for two weeks (August 22 to September 5)
8. Eastern Europe for two weeks (September 5 to 19)
9. Live in Barcelona for two and a half months (September 19 to December 1)
It's exactly 80 miles below the 29,000 mile limit imposed by the around-the-world plane ticket restrictions, so basically I rule. Also I have a million hours of free time on my hands to look at flight schedules, but whatever, it's mostly because I rule. |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2007|01:01 am] |
Many good things have happened recently. I'm really excited about this current around the world plan. This map makes me so freaking happy. It's like all the planning is done for New Zealand already! I just sold my first thing on ebay, but now I don't know how to do this "send an invoice" thing and I don't want to mess it up because then the buyer will know what a nooooob i am. I just ate a whole row of chewy chips ahoy but that's okay because dammit! it's my period.
I'm supposed to tell Google what I want to name my Linux box and it's hard because they look down on you if you don't come up with something clever. I don't think they'd look to kindly on "peenur" so I was thinking of making it "doodle" because I like to doodle and I'll secretly know that it's another word for peenur. Hehehe.
Grant, my mentor from the summer after sophomore year, is in San Francisco for the weekend. We went to a really really really good Indian restaurant in the city called Lahore something on O'Farrell and Leavenworth. Oh it was so awesome. We got vegetable pakora, begen bartha and shahi paneer and they were all like the best Indian dishes I've ever tasted. And before that, I went to APE and spent so much money on comics that I made myself sick. But it was all on stuff that I'd been meaning to buy for a long time so it's okay. I saw Julia Wertz there and she said that last year at APE I was the first fan that had ever approached her! And she and her mom remembered me! Awesome awesome awesome. I almost peed a little just from being around her.
Last night, something spectacular happened. My mom gave me this diamond necklace when I got my first period (that's right, my current goal is to see how many times I can bring up periods in each post) and I wear it every day and sleep in it and everything. But yesterday when I got a massage at the university's recreational sports facitilty, the guy had me take it off and I put it on the floor. And after the massage I was so relaxed that I completely forgot to pick it up and I didn't realize I wasn't wearing it until midnight and the RSF closes at 11. So I ran all the way back to the RSF and pounded on the door until the janitor finally came and took pity on me and opened the massage room for me and my necklace was still on the floor! My faith in humanity has been completely restored. I don't hate anyone anymore.
Silly Putty is like, the best stress reliever there ever was. Why is everything that I ever say completely idiotic? The world may never know. |
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[Apr. 20th, 2007|02:01 am] |
Thinking about doing this after graduation:
- Week in Costa Rica
- Month or so in New Zealand and Australia
- Couple days in Angkor Wat
- Couple days in each of Moscow and St. Petersburg
- Couple days in Norway
- Backpack around Western Europe for two weeks
- Meet up with Jovanna and backpack around Eastern Europe for two weeks
- Find an apartment with Jovanna in Barcelona for two months and make some money teaching English
- Go home for a week
- Move to New York
It seems like a lot of little stops, but I found this amazing-sounding flight deal that I think will let me make all of those little stops at no extra cost. I know there are a lot of things to worry about before just up and flying around the world (yes, I am talking to you, Dad), but I've discovered that by my last semester of college, I've mastered the ability of pulling pretty good grades right out of my ass! so I have plenty of time on my hands in which to plan everything out! Awesome. Can't wait. I made a google map of it.
Also, here's a delightfully disgusting little vignette: Yesterday, I was checking EE40 answers in the Cory lounge with my friend Adrienne and her friends. And we were the only three girls in a room of electrical engineering boys. For one of the questions we had to draw a graph, so Adrienne's guy friend asked her, "What's your period?" and she said "Ten milliseconds," and then we got into a big discussion of how hilarious it would be if your period was actually ten milliseconds. It would all come out in one big explosion. And get all over the person in front of you. And you can never be precisely certain when your period's gonna start, so all of a sudden you'd just spew menstrual blood out in a violent gush. And we were talking about this all loudly and all the boys were looking at us uncomfortably and it was SO AWESOME.
In case you couldn't tell, I've pretty much moved beyond caring what people around here think of me. |
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[Apr. 14th, 2007|01:21 am] |
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Hahahahahahaha, earlier today I put our apartment on Craigslist because our (crazy) landlady wants us to find the next tennants, and I seriously got thirty replies in a matter of hours. So tonight after the Newman Party I (drunkenly) emailed one back and asked if she wanted to come by at 10 tomorrow morning to look at the place and I spent a really long time making sure all the words were spelled correctly (like I'm doing now. I can't tell you how hard it is to spell correctly right now.). And then I emailed the second responder back with the same message. And I just realized I never changed the "Hi Kelly" to a "Hi Olivia." Hahahahahaha, I'm a drunk bitch. And then Olivia just called and she's coming by tomorrow so I guess she's not too mad about getting the same email as Kelly. Also, for the past week I've been wearing some Axe deodorant that I found while cleaning out the cabinet under the sink and I'm 98% sure that it's John's deodorant from like a year ago but whatever, I like how it smells. Don't judge! You know you'd wear year-old, someone-else's, opposite-gender's deodorant if it smelled this good, too. No? Okay whatever, shut up I hate you. |
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