By the way, I really want a vampire teddy bear, like a real one. One that I can keep in a cage and keep next to my bed and look at him as he hisses at me.
My housemates told me that if I ever got one of those cute little guys I should give them the heads up. Rata rata rata!
Speaking of rata rata rata, Jenna and I went to Target the other day and as we were walking out and crossing the street some fat old lady slow drove up to us a little too close and Jenna looked right at her and goes 'Rata rata rata!' So we laughed, and were getting in the car and go figure, the same old lady parks in the space next to us and totally mad dogs us. Then Jenna threatened to eat her. I told her she might have to share with me, cuz she was quite large. It was fun.
By the way, I think I have a new artistic endeavour coming my way. I'll keep ya'll posted.
A cult thats fun for a Boy and a Girl (and even your dog but if you have a cat throw that pussy out cause it's not welcome)
Ooh man, this is probably the best cult advertisement I've seen a long time (or ever...). If your looking to join a cult no longer do you have to worry about those creepy people who approach you on the street at night, and ask you if you'd like to come for a space ride on the Mother ship (cause really whose going to turn down a weekend flight around the universe? Not me.)But They always get you with the fine print don't they? They need to make sure that they clarify that the space ship won't come to take you away until after you drink the poisonous purple koolaid. Nope, no more of that trickery (or tom foolery, whichever you prefer). Now you can enjoy cult advertisement from the comfort of your home. No longer will your eternal soul be in jeopardy, because you can be a member for a check of $19.95 (and your man card). This is a cult that the whole family can enjoy. No more having to sacrifice your children for some guy with a inferiority complex. No more having to sleep with a man who thinks he's an alien from mars( having to worry whether your children will pop out of you like that one movie, yeah a scary thought I know. That's why you don't mess around with unprotected aliens). This is probably the best cult you could ever join, I mean look at how happy they are in there Jedi robe like blankets. Whoever thought of this was a genius, a blanket with sleeves, that makes you look like a complete retard, while at the same time keeping you completely warm, best idea Ever!! where do I sign up?
Join this cult today!(not available in all 50 states)
The other night I went to the annual 'Freaky Tales' Halloween dance party that the TKE fraternity puts on. Well. lets just say I have a lot to say about that experience.
So, originally the plan was for myself, Katie and Jenna to go together. However, before I could get my ticket for Jenna they sold out. But one of the frat boys told me I could go buy some tickets at the door if I got there at 9 because theyd have a couple hundred to sell. So I do just that, and I was also going to buy 2 more for two of Jenna's co-workers to come with us. I get there, and one of the guys tells me that they've sold out. I said 'well, do you know of anyone who has extras?' and he told me that yes, a few of them frat dudes had extras but they were selling them for at least 50 dollars. And I said, well Im buying three of them, so why can't you just sell them to me for the real price. This guys looks at me and says 'Well, I have some extras, but Im not going to sell them to you for any less than 50 bucks.'
Oh no he di'nt.
That ASSHOLE. Really? You're going to look me in the face and try to rip me off for a dance that isnt even worth the original ticket price? I guess this is why they invented frats though, so that douche bags can go have ruh-tard parties together. Seriously, I try not to judge frat guys, but this kind of just proved the stereotype of frat guys. Thanks TKE, way to fucking go.
So it was just me and Kaite. We got all cute and dressed up and went to dance. Overall it was fun and we danced a lot, got all hot and sweaty and molested by multiple boys trying to 'dance' with us. hahaha oh the curses of being a hottie. It felt kind of wrong being grinded on by some guy dressed like a priest. Nasty pervert. Of course the best part was seeing how everyone came dressed up. Oh girls, please, re evaluate what it means to be sexy, not slutty. Please.
But me and Katie were the best.
Anchors away!
Don't mess with navy sailorettes.
I even had a badass tattoo.
And this picture pretty much sums up mine and Katie's relationship
We have problems.
Anyway, that sums that up. I still need to find plans for next weekend. Hmm...
Have you guys discovered failblog.org yet? If you haven't, you need to. It will brighten your day no matter what kind of mood you're in. I'm not even going to try and explain Fail Blog, because you all just need to go see it for yourself.
I thought this one was appropriate for our blog.
Also, if ever I did a personal ad in a newspaper, it would say something along these lines:
Oh, also. In case you didn't know, Ashley is a rapist. This is how she used to roll:
Words cannot explain how amazing this movie was. It was everything and more that I expected it to be. It was just magical. The effects, the cinematography, the music (Karen O!!)...it was fantastic. Bringing a childrens book to real life and to do it successfully is quite an endeavour, but this movie had all the right stuff.
For the record, I plan on seeing it again and again. So if you wanna take me *coughifyou'reanicecuteboycough* then you still have that chance.
So yeah, Ashley and I have pretty much been fangirling over the New Moon soundtrack because its AMAZING. I mean yes, me, Caitlin, am calling it amazing. I mean, Thom Yorke (Uh Radiohead, HELLO??), Grizzly Bear, St. Vincent, Bon Iver, Lykke Li, Sea Wolf, Editors...the list goes on.
But Im not going to lie, I have absolutely fallen in love with the song Grizzly Bear did, called 'Slow Life'. They collaborated with the girl from the band Beach House, Victoria Legrand. And its just....oh...
Anyway, here's them doing the song live.
Magic.
Anyway, tomorrow Where the Wild Things are comes out AND theres a new episode of Superjail on Adult Swim. Hella excited.
Okay so Caitlin and I were chatting over facebook, and she discovered something that made me very very EXCITED! and I thought it wouldn't be right if we didn't share it with the world.
So as many of you know I am a lover of the twilight series. Anywho many of you know or have heard that New Moon is going to be in theaters Nov. 20. Well the soundtrack is releasing a month before the movie, and this soundtrack is going to be A-MA-ZA-ING It's got Thom Yorke (from Radiohead), Death Cab for Cutie, Muse, Grizzly Bear and so many more fantasmic Artists. Well anyways they've posted the soundtrack and it's up for listing as we speak.
If any of you are interested, or want to check it out here's the web link
This week has been pretty eventful because the other day I woke up at nine in the morning to call into work and I heard the sound of rain, so I looked out my window and saw that it was pouring, ( i mean it had ripped of some palms from the palm tree next to my house, which is always a sign of intensity in my book) so I though to myself man, I need rainboots ( because I'm short) Yeah short people have to cross lakes when it rains, unless were olympic pole vaulters, then we can just jump over that shiz. However I'm not an olympian and did not own a paddle boat with which to canoodle down the street in, so I thought the next best thing : RAINBOOTS!
I went down to my local target and saw a pair of rainboots and was like, "These will do, but I just want target employees to know that today they did not hit the bullseye with my purchase because I was looking for more varity of choices." Once I got the boots however I realize I would not be venturing out into the storm for the rest of the day. Then the next day when I woke up there was no rain, and I was angry because I had it on a very reliable source that it was suppose to rain alot in the next couple of days (Nobody listen to the weather forecasters they terrible people who spread there lies and make you believe that it will be raining when it won't be. Eff you weatherman! You can be expecting nasty letters from me in the future)
So today I woke up and it was dizzling and I was like, "Yes!" and I jumped up for joy and I threw on my $25 rain boots and then yelled, "Suck that mother nature". Except for as my morning progressed it got hotter and the rain stopped, and I realized one should never yell "Suck that" at mother nature because I probably ginxed myself (go me). However I look on the bright side, so while everyone was staring at me today and saying to themselves that I was weird for wearing rainboots when it wasn't raining. I was sending my own message that went something like this,
The message of this story was, "I'm not part of your system"
This entire week I have felt depressed when I wake up in the morning. I don't think thats a good thing.
It feels like its been forever since I last time I posted but I know it has only been a few days. This past week I've had like a week straight of midterms and it was pretty intense. I feel pretty good about how I did on my exams, I studied hard! But other than that this week was full of FAIL. Somewhere between getting the radio show cancelled for the week because of power outages and locking myself out of my house, I was beginning to think life had it out for me. Even the fucking vending machines were consipring against me. Yesterday I hadn't eaten for like 6 hours and I went to get a bag of chips,put in my LAST DOLLAR and the bag GOT STUCK, and I couldn't get it ;_: I was sad.
Maybe I just need to change my diet and get back to the gym to feel better. Have some of this:
yeaaaaah! Juicy tits...Maybe that would make me happier if I was a guy, cuz you know how they are.
That took me forever to write out because Katie is here and she keeps singing 'Caitlin is blogging butt hole'.
Anyway, I heard this song the other day on a playlist I downloaded and I really like it. This isn't the official video for it, but it goes good with the song, kind of reminds me of summer. Which Im sure everyone wants to be thinking about now in the midst of the recent down pour we've been having.
This is not going to be a music blog, I swear. But hey if a tune catches my um, ear I hafta talk about it!
Sometimes I wish I was psychic. Then I could know what was up with certain people, you know? ON THAT SAME NOTE, Ashley, I do know! Just so you know, if you're a guy and you treat either me or Ashley badly,we will come find you and punch you in your man buisness. YOU KNOW!
Oh, Where the Wild Things Are comes out tomorrow ^_^ Super excited!!!!!!
There are just some things that when they hit me, I laugh and no one else does. ( and I know your think, 'oh she's one of those people') let me tell you, 'yeah I'm one of those people, so eff you' (cause your one of those people who was born without a well rounded sense of humor. Your the person that when you enter a room people shake there head and whisper , 'eff there here!'. ) I like to laugh at people when they get hurt, but not like oh someone gets shot( thats not funny. Thats violence and I don't stand for that shizz) now if someone shot someone with on accident in like the foot, leg or butt region because there being an idiot, I will laugh because honestly thats funny. Does that make me a twisted person because I think violence can be funny? possibly, but thats what happens when the world is a sick and twisted place, you got to find humor somewhere.
I know the title of this says I laugh when babies cry, that is untrue. In case you were sitting there thinking, man this girl is a douche bag, it was just a title that made me laugh. See I laugh at the idea of laughing at babies when they cry but I don't actually laugh at babies when they cry. Confused? so am I. That was the point. Mission accomplished.
Anywho I actually just wanted to share some people that I find to be funny. Humor that is well-rounded.
Daniel Tosh, not only is he extremely good looking but he is funny. He's got the package deal (and that wasn't a dirty joke in case you thought I was refering to his 'package', that's just wrong. Get you head out of the gutter.)
Hot Pockets taste like crap! Seriously, its like someone thought one day, 'You know what people want to eat? crap rolled up into bread that you can heat up until it can give you third degree burns in your mouth' (Great Idea!)
That was for you Caitlin, you know why. (literally you do know why)
Well, so far I feel like Im managing my intensive week of studying pretty well. Anyhoo, Im taking a break from all that to post.
So this weekend I stayed the night over at my friend Katie's house and I was trying to fall asleep, this show called Superjail! came on. It's part of the line up on Adult Swim. It was quite bizarre. It was one of those things where after it was over you think to yourself 'Wow, did I really just watch that?'.
The basic premise of the show is that there's this jail that exists inside a volcano. This Superjail is run by the Warden, who is kind of a like a sadistic Willy Wonka, who is always finding strange new things to do to the inmates, like wear bunny costumes or give them etiquette lessons. The beginning always consists of a gross character named Jackknife doing something bad and then being arrested and taken away to Superjail by Jailbot. There's also Alice, the very manly jail guard and Jarred, the Warden's accountant. Sometimes there is no plot, but generally in the end there's some climax where the inmates are all driven to extremely graphic, bloody, psychodelic violence.
See if you can stomach this:
Its so horribly wrong. Yet there's something that intreagues me. Or maybe its just that I have the hots for the Warden after seeing that episode. I want him to be my boyfriend, we could run Superjail together!!! <3
I think something is wrong with me.
Oh! Tomorrow, Im doing a radio show with two of my friends on SSU's college radio KSUN from 4-6 pm. If you wanna listen in you can go to ksunradio.com and listen in. We have important things to talk about...like porn. Seriously, it will be a good time! We're on every Tuesday at the same time.
Anyway, back to the world of responsibilities. Back to hell, Satan is calling. Stole that line from Ashley!
-Caitlin
p.s. Where the Wild Things Are comes out on Friday!!
You know when your little and you think of all those things you want to be when you grow up. You know the whole: I want to be a princess. I want to be a Ninja. I want to be a astronaut. Your parents tell you, "honey, you can be anything you want to be." That's a lie. (eff you for crushing my dreams, by filling my head with your lies). There's like a zero percent chance I could ever grow up to be a ninja. People would laugh in my face if I happened to be a a dinner/ gala event and someone happened to ask me what I did for a living, and I said "oh I lurk in the shadows, and cut people with swords when they piss me off. yeah I know that sounds intense but that's my job." Yeah I don't think that is a dream people often fulfill. (but hey maybe there is some guy out there dress in a black suit, lurking in the shadows and throwing ninja stars a unsuspecting passerbys...I mean I'd probably say that's a serial killer, but hey maybe in your world your thinking, duh! that's a flippin' ninja!)
No, I think parents should promote dreams which we can attain. Next time a child says; "I'm going to be a Lion tamer" I'm going to look that kid in the eye and say, "Nae Tommy. Have you looked at your parent's. Yeah your not really coming from good crop. I hate to break it to you but I think the best you can hope for is being a 40 year old overweight bald guy who still lives at home in his parents basement. You'll probably way too obessed with star wars, play halo live with nine year old german boys who kick your butt, and your fingers with be stained orange from years of eatting cheetoes out of the bag because you were to dang lazy to put them in a bowl." Now that is a realistic dream. Something some can aspire to be. Tommy is the role model for real dreams, our American Dream.
See I always dreamed I could be a Comedian but I ended up just being person who is occasionally funny and has pretty good comments. Damn broken dreams!
Now I get to spend my days answering, "Do you work here?" ( Am I wearing the uniform Idiot? Do I have a name tag? You know what you caught. I put all this on just to fool you buddy and man did I get you good. I mean I had nothing better to do with my life then wait around for you just so I could pretend to work here) or asking people , "Can I help you find anything?" (how about a life? you look like you could use one). I think to work customer service you have to be a masochist, cause who in there right mind would subject themselves to that kind of pain everyday. I'm not exaggerating, just ask anyone who works in customer service, people are douche bags. (sorry but it's the truth)
Side note: has anyone ever noticed old people get away with pretty much everything? I mean dude they say or do something inapproriate and everyone just goes, "aww that's so sad, he's crazy" or "It's alright she's old". Oh yeah, why can't I get away with that kind of stuff, why can't people say , "Oh it's alright, she's young, she doesn't understand." Forget old people and those excuses, they know exactly what there doing, unless they're actually crazy in that case that excuse is totally cool.
Right now Im taking a break from my hours of studying to make this post. I have three midterms coming this next week and Im not too excited for them.
I kind of feel icky today, Ive been getting over a nasty cough so my chest and lungs hurt, and my head hurts a bit too. Then I guess there's some other stuff going on too thats bringing me down a bit. I guess I'll just have to wait it out, its the only thing you can do when it comes to things that are out of your own control.
So anyway, yesterday I went to the San Francisco zoo to go see all the animals. It was fun! I love the zoo, I could spend all day there.
Here's a monkey, he was the alpha male in his tribe of lady monkeys.
Baboons have colorful butts.
I like the facial hair this little guy rocked.
I dont really know what was going on, but the penguins seemed to all be yelling at eachother. (click on it, its a video!)
Oh hello there, Mr. Grizzly Bear
Kanga-kangaroos! Actually I think the grey one is a wallaby (sp?)
AN OWL! He was intense, man. There were 3 other ones but since it was daytime they were all sleeping.
I made some new friends in the petting zoo. I think they only wanted me to buy them some food though.
Apparently Im also a male peacock.
So yeah, those are some of my favorites. There were lots of other animals of course, but how can you get animals to pose in order for a good picture to be taken? You could yell at them, but that might possibly end up like the situation about 2 years ago with the tiger at the SF zoo. Also, there was this little antelope thing called a dik-dik we really wanted to see. We found him off in the bushes eating but couldnt see him very well, so that was kind of sad. It was a small dik-dik. Lollerskates!
Today Im not feelin so hot. I was sick last weekend and since then I've had a nasty cough. Now, every time I cough my head hurts. I guess I wouldn't be coughing if the weekend hadn't played out like it did.
THAT BEING SAID I think I need to let you all in on how my weekend was. So Thursday night I went to the movies with my friend Stephanie to go see this movie for her German class. The movie, of course, was in German, called 'The Baader Meinhof Complex'. From what I could tell (given the state that I was in) it was a very intense movie. Too bad there were subtitles because I really could not read them fast enough. Then I ate a hot dog and got really sleepy so I wasn't really focusing too hard on the subject matter. Oh, and I totally was convinced that everyone was looking at me.
Then the next night, I was in the same state of being, as was my house mate Jenna, we went to the movies to see 'The Invention of Lying', which was quite funny by the way. So we were on our way there and we were at a stoplight and according to Jenna the truck that took off next to us sounded like Optimus Prime. And it pretty much did.
Before our little adventure that night we had eaten at Olive Garden, and had bought dessert to go so we could eat it at the show. Well, us two sillies did not think to get forks or eating utensils of any sort to eat the cakes. So Jenna decides to ask the people at the concession counter if they had any plastic forks. I started laughing feeling very amused at the idea of having to eat with our hands or plastic straws. OH and I swear EVERYONE WAS LOOKING AT ME AGAIN! Long story short, they didnt have any plastic forks, so we had to eat our tiramisu and cheesecake using plastic straws as chop sticks (how much sense did that just make?). But it worked.
The next night was pretty much a repeat of the 'events' of the night before, except we went to Blockbuster to rent movies. That night for sure I caught people looking at me all suspiscious... Anyway they had a little section for 'Where the Wild Things Are', and I started to get all emotional when I saw this picture story book version of the movie, and they had a picture of Max leaving the island and all the Wild Things saying goodbye and Carol looking all sad :(
Seriously, how LEGIT is this movie going to be??? I can't wait to see it, it will probably make me cry! Someone needs to take me to go see it.
Pretty much the entire weekend was a whirlwind of things moving really slow and me not understanding what was going on. It was like THIS:
It was pretty much exactly like that, except Im not a dude. That was by Guillermo Castillo by the way. So did any of that make sense to you? Probably not, but thats the whole point Im trying to convey. My whole reality last weekend did not make sense, and it was grand.
So yeah, this was the longest post ever but I just had to talk about my weekend.
Oh, Im going to the San Francisco zoo on Saturday, super excited to see some real wild things. Especially the OWLS!
