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Thursday, August 29, 2002


Music of the Moment: Fiona Apple - The Child is Gone
Honey help me out of this mess
I'm a stranger to myself
But don't reach for me, I'm too far away
I don't wanna talk 'cuz there's nothing left to say
So my
Darling, give me your absence tonight
Take all of your sympathy and leave it outside
'Cuz there's no kind of loving that can make this all right
I'm trying to find a place I belong
And I suddenly feel like a different person
From the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion
And I ran my hand o'er a strange inversion
As the darkness turns into the dawn
The child is gone



I don't watch soap operas. I read people's blogs.



Wednesday, August 28, 2002


Weeeelllllll....
I'm back in school. Very, very, very nice to be back. However, I've gone out every single night since I have been, and as a result am now on about 30 hours of sleep since Friday. Or Thursday. Can't remember. This is NOT, I repeat NOT, going to happen again tonight. Surrre. Well, it might happen again tonight, but only cause TJ's leaving soon. After that, it's actual hours of sleep for Jill, yep yep.
Melo...yep. There's no post to refer to because as usual, I don't post about what's really important to me. But it's all ok. Friendship has ensued, and who knows what else, in the distant future, but for now I'm fine. :]
Been seeing movies lately. XXX the other night, which would have been a lot better if Vin Diesel hadn't opened his mouth (some lines were laughably cheesy, but oh well); Signs last night, for the second time, but first time seeing the movie all the way through and not walking in after it had already began. Also, I saw a little bit of Lord of the Rings in a theater-sized setting last night at the campus movie, but I only stayed long enough to talk to some people about vital meetings, get a free Dr. Pepper and chocolate. I don't even know if my TV is plugged in or anything - I haven't seen any since I got back to school. Must, must socialize less. But at least I've gotten all my homework done. So far.
Besides, what's the point of TV with no BBC and MTV2? I'm suffering withdrawls. Sigh.
Me and Michelle's dorm room is soooo cute! We have an unconventional setup, but we have semi-theme and everything. And lots of pictures. And LOTS of posters. If I ever manage to get a camera, or better yet, a digital camera, I'll try to take pictures.
Thank you, thank you to everyone for the NIN DVD and Family Business and the bracelets and everything else from the party. And thanks to everyone who able to come! It was wonderful seeing everyone again.
Back to homework.



Wednesday, August 21, 2002


Well, I got offline to go pack.
Didn't work - I watched this movie called Raptor instead, which is about T-rexes. No joke. That has got to be the stupidest movie I have ever seen, and we watched it specifically to laugh at it.
Here is my particular favorite:
Father/Sheriff: What is wrong with my daughter?
Doctor: She's suffering some sort of catatonic shock. Whatever she saw was terrible enough that she isn't speaking or moving, though everything is in working order.
F/S: Well, that just isn't like her!
Directly after that scene was one ripped directly out of Them, where she hears the noise of the raptor/t-rexes and freaks and boom, she's fine and talking. Sigh.
Now playing: Rob Zombie - Superbeast
I was considering being a Hooters girl for Halloween, at least for the Pinehurst party. Now I'm feeling sort of stupid about it. We'll have to see how hard-pressed for a costume I get. Hey, orange is a Halloween color.
I felt all icky today, with a slight fever and everything. But, I'm beginning to feel better as the night goes on, which is good, and I talked to Katie tonight, and we're solidifying evil plans. Muahahaha.
I'm ready to get back down to Florida, but not quite ready to start real classes again, and not quite ready to leave my mom and my cat. Still, I know that once I'm down there everything will be fine; I'm already established, with a great roommate, friends, a pretty good knowledge of a lot of the kids on campus, my professors, my classes, and the pod. Much, much better deal than last year. Any homesickness will be much easier to handle in that setting.
I'm actually tired, since I got up early (ok, no, noon) and practiced and was ill and I'll most likely have to get up early tomorrow anyway, so I'd better go sleep. Then I can get up early and pack.
Riiiiight.
As Alan said to me tonight, our generation was brought up to work better under pressure. How right he is.
Even little Marie likes Changing Rooms better than Trading Spaces. Apparently the other night Lawrence from Changing Rooms was on So Graham Norton, and I missed it. Pout pout pout. I'm soooooo going to miss BBC America while I'm at college. And MTV2, for that matter.
I heard a cute phrase on Ground Force: New York tonight: "he is not a happy bunny." Also "hippity hoppity" for hip-hop was used on MTV2 today. Cute, cute, cute.
Ok, sleeping for real now.



Tuesday, August 20, 2002


Fine, fine, fine, it's Shyamalan. *glaring at greg*



Monday, August 19, 2002


Now that everyone's back in school, I don't see anyone online anymore.
That's most likely due to the fact that I'm on a summer-Central-Time-Zone schedule that will have my head next week. But today I did get up earlier than normal, so maybe I'll go to bed at a semi-decent hour. We shall see; I've been attempting to do that for the past week, and it never works.
I had a productive day! I practiced, did something like 5 loads of laundry (not that I'm near finished), and finished The Brethren. I've decided maybe I shouldn't start any of my new books yet, lest I read them all before I get to Florida. Ooh, and I watched the Unbreakable DVD. I am definitely a fan of the writer/director guy, who I'm randomly guessing at spelling as Shamalayan. My dad said he sounds like this generation's Hitchcock, and I'm willing to go along with that. He even has bit parts in his movies, like Hitchcock himself. Alright, so maybe the similarities are intentional. Moving on. Back to my other topic, the Brethren was good. Very good. I highly recommend it, especially to those types like Drew. And maybe Greg. And politically minded people. Plus, it probably won't get movie-fied any time soon. Yes, a productive day indeed, but I still haven't begun packing. My mom is putting off mentioning that I'm leaving this week. I think it depresses her. Homesickness sucks.
I'm bored, and it's quiet, and no one's talking online, and, yawn.
Currently playing: System of a Down - Snowblind
What made me foolish enough to sign up for a 9:30 class? Suddenly that seems way, waay too early. Nothing compared to wretched 8am jazz, granted, but I'm having trouble visualizing myself getting up that early twice a week. Luckily, the other days my first class is at ten or eleven or something, and Fridays are a great day for me. In general, I'm happy with my schedule. Except I don't have any fluffy classes to boost my GPA, just in case. Sigh.



Happy Back To School Day to a large chunk of my friends!
The other night I wrote a nice long blog post thingy.
Then my computer froze. It was not a fun time.
Now I'm back from my dad's, refreshed and ready to tackle this comp again. Woo woo.
I finished The Pelican Brief, liked it really very quite a lot, went to a used book store, and went a little Grisham-happy. Now I won't be lacking for pleasure reading this semester; I bought five books to start out with. I'm currently working on The Brethren.
Oooh, and I also bought the Starsailor CD. I found it for quite cheap, you see, and I couldn't pass it up. And All That Could Have Been is still tops on my list for when I get actual money. Anyway, it's very good, though you definitely have to be in a mellow mood to listen properly.
I was wondering where everyone was online, and then I remembered about the school. I'm leaving on Thurs and I haven't even begun packing. Bad, bad, naughty Jill. Thus, I shall be like everyone else and shamelessly post a To Do List:
TO DO:
*eat favorite food before I leave to have fond memories and five extra pounds to remember it by
*laundry, laundry, laundry
*practice, practice, practice
*organize all this college stuff out of shopping bags and into boxes and things
*make a list of stuff to bring
*find major theory books and make sure I and/or Casey has them safe
*get major evil counterpoint CD
*do happy dance for TJ is coming to my party
*learn snoopy dance
*learn choreographed hamster dance as well
*shake stupid thoughts of animal dancing out of brain
*clean room
*choose videotapes
*get money
*buy blank tapes for when The Sopranos starts (season 4!)
*Long-term goals: cell phone, car








Thursday, August 15, 2002


Hmm.
It wasn't funny at all, after all. Well, it seemed a whole lot better at 3 something in the morning. Sigh.
Currently reading: The Pelican Brief
Lee left, again, today. I'm still not sure about the whole "brother" thing. I watch the Osbournes and see these kids smacking each other and sadly, I can now relate. It's weird.
I'm annoyed at pretty much everyone right now. I suppose speaking will be handled on a case-by-case basis. :) However, I've gotten repeated advice from someone to just let it drop and chill out, and that's what I intend to do. This mess is all you guys. Deal with it.
My days are packed til I leave, and now my dad wants me to stay over on Friday. Eeeep. I suppose I will, but yeesh. Plus, we were trying to cram all my favorite food that I'll miss for dinner for the the next nights, and now that's one less night. I'll manage somehow. :)
I haven't been to the movies since My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I haven't seen Austin Powers, or Posession, or Signs, or anything. I suck.
Only about a week left! Less that that really. We'll see how this all goes...
This hasn't let me post all day. Let's see if it does now.



This will all make sense later after I explain, I promise, but it was too funny to me not to post tonight:

zach: hey this is zach
me: hey there
zach: i did not know who this was
me: well, it's jill, and lee :)
zach: hello
me: I didnt think krista would be up this late :)
zach: she will miss the bus
zach: i do not sleep
me: hehe
me: true enough
zach: i am drinking your wine coolers right now
me: lol
zach: i hate wine coolers
me: those were actually good
zach: nope
me: lol!
me: yep
zach: where are you guys at?
me: those were the only things I could stand
me: tennessee
me: my mom's house
me: on my laptop
zach: i thought lee lived way up north
zach: ???
me: he' s still visiting here
zach: above the mason-dixon line
AngelHarp123: haha
me: hehe, most definitely
me: such the yankee
zach: right, right
me: so has julian fallen off your bed again yet?
zach: oh, about twenty times
me: lol
zach: yep
me: not surprised
zach: that's the age...
me: pretty much, he'll bounce back
zach: he's tough
me: why are you drinking the wine coolers if theyre nasty?
zach: principle
me: hehehe
zach: i didn't want to throw away
zach: dontcha know?
me: if I remember right, principle is also why we had to walk around that entire long fence :P
zach: don't be difficult
zach: a point of karma, if you will
me: uh huh, suuuure
me: oh, remind jim and krista that I left my moby cd there on accident
zach: don't mock me, silly
zach: yea, i found it
zach: i broke it
me: I'll mock whomever I choose, thank you *haughty look*
zach: sorry
me: what?!
zach: kidding
me: lol
zach: i do not brake mogy cd's
me: minor heart attack there
zach: i like that one
zach: dont fret
me: I saw you break that deftones cd!
zach: and i am sad
zach: i'm in trouble
me: why?
zach: i just lit last smoke
me: uhoh
zach: dooooooomed
me: lol
zach: well, i don';t actually smoke
zach: so i will survive
me: hehehe
And then some more zach-ish stuff followed. He's one of the sweetest guys around, really. Just a little out of it and kooky.



Wednesday, August 14, 2002


I was in a very talkative mood, so I wrote an email to Katie.
And wouldn't you know it, she sucked all the talking force right out of me. I don't have the energy to talk as much as I used to.
I wonder if Sarah Jessica Parker and Helen Hunt and Shannen Doherty ever talk anymore? They were all in Girls Just Want to Have Fun, you know.
I've been a very busy bee lately, and I'll probably be busier before I leave...about a week from now. Wooooooo. I have some stories to tell about the past few weeks, but it takes too much to type it, so you'll mostly have to hear in person.
Today I watched: Twister, Still Crazy, Rock Star, Sex and the City, part of New Guy but it sucked, and Girls Just Want to Have Fun as a replacement for New Guy. Basically we're all bored here, and Lee is at the mercy of my video and DVD collection. As you can tell, I'm running out of options. The New Guy was a bad rental.
Music of the Moment: Starsailor - Good Souls (live)
The eighties are so fun.
I can watch the Osbournes on my computer, woo woo woo...
You know what I discovered? Going to a club reeeallllly isn't much different than Night Moves all those years ago. It's highly overrated. Now, Visage was a goth club that was around in the early nineties. Nine Inch Nails played there during their Pretty Hate Machine tour. Yes, it was in Orlando...I remember my sisters going. I miss all the good stuff. :P
Though I must say, I have a smashingly good NIN collection. Surely better than anyone else I know...
I'm always slightly startled when I see my name or myself referenced in other blogs. Odd. It makes me want to go Katie! Cara! Casey! Greg! Drew! Jackie! TJ! Jen! Denny! Michelle! Jacob! Mike! Lauren! Josh! Alan! or something like that.
Michelle, I hope you feel better! We can't have any gimpy girls around here, you know. A rabid wolverine might pick you off.
Ooooook, you can tell I've been listening to a Weird Al CD....time to go....