Conspiracy, Slime, and Weddings, Oh My!
Conspiracy...
Every year my college amazes me more and more. They have the perfect racket. They take their large pool of drunken, sleepy students and offer them discounts (yay, discounts!) for staying in the dorms year after year. Each year the students get bigger and bigger discounts-- a little prize for remaining in 5x5 boxes with communal toilets down the hall. 'Lo and behold, Housing decides they want to build bigger and better dorms-- ones that will bleed the students dry from their money all in exchange for their own toilet and stove. It works! The students slowly fill the new plaster-and-glue dorms. Spring rolls around and the deposited discount refund is awaited, but to no avail. Wait, where did it go? All the students in this new dorm are upperclassman (a requirement to live there), so all of them have huge discounts coming. But alas, there is no discount! The discount is only for dorms. I know what you are thinking, "isnt this housing a dorm?" Yup! But apparently its not a "traditional" dorm. This loophole was conveniently left out of all housing discussions and information sessions. The bonus to Housing? They rake in sooo much more money. All students in the new dorm are by default upperclassman, which eliminates their discount money. How much money you ask? Well for me, this year it was to be $1296. Multiple that by at least a couple hundred and suddenly I know where they get all their construction money. O.o
Slime...
Lately Ive been finding myself drawn to the worst cooking show ever. She makes the most vile things I have ever seen. Theres her chucky gravy that jiggled like Jello; theres her fried chicken with 2 sticks of melted butter drizzled on top; theres todays recipe....
-canned mushrooms in all their slimy glory
-a cup of mayonaise
-a half cup of cheese
-a half cup of canned crispy fried onions
Im sorry if that sounds good to some of you, but I myself had to find the gag reflex upon seeing her coat those slimy mushrooms with the mayonaise. I wont even tell you what she did with the asparagus and mayonaise.
Weddings...
I want to take a little informal poll. How many of you dreamed of your wedding when you were a child? It seems like other people always have at least *some* memory of wedding dreams, but I have never had that. As a child and as an adult I always imagine(d) the partnership it would be of marriage. Not even labels of 'husband' or 'wife' but instead just a bone-deep feeling of being with the person who loved unconditionally and was a partner in every sense of the word. Does that make me weird, or does it somehow explain how I am still single, looking for something deep rather than glorified or sugar-coated in the hopes of that glistening wedding.
So really, this is an LJ post of crappy ramblings, but please do not ask me to compensate you monetarily for your time back that you wasted reading this-- I cant afford it... Im $1296 poorer today.
Every year my college amazes me more and more. They have the perfect racket. They take their large pool of drunken, sleepy students and offer them discounts (yay, discounts!) for staying in the dorms year after year. Each year the students get bigger and bigger discounts-- a little prize for remaining in 5x5 boxes with communal toilets down the hall. 'Lo and behold, Housing decides they want to build bigger and better dorms-- ones that will bleed the students dry from their money all in exchange for their own toilet and stove. It works! The students slowly fill the new plaster-and-glue dorms. Spring rolls around and the deposited discount refund is awaited, but to no avail. Wait, where did it go? All the students in this new dorm are upperclassman (a requirement to live there), so all of them have huge discounts coming. But alas, there is no discount! The discount is only for dorms. I know what you are thinking, "isnt this housing a dorm?" Yup! But apparently its not a "traditional" dorm. This loophole was conveniently left out of all housing discussions and information sessions. The bonus to Housing? They rake in sooo much more money. All students in the new dorm are by default upperclassman, which eliminates their discount money. How much money you ask? Well for me, this year it was to be $1296. Multiple that by at least a couple hundred and suddenly I know where they get all their construction money. O.o
Slime...
Lately Ive been finding myself drawn to the worst cooking show ever. She makes the most vile things I have ever seen. Theres her chucky gravy that jiggled like Jello; theres her fried chicken with 2 sticks of melted butter drizzled on top; theres todays recipe....
-canned mushrooms in all their slimy glory
-a cup of mayonaise
-a half cup of cheese
-a half cup of canned crispy fried onions
Im sorry if that sounds good to some of you, but I myself had to find the gag reflex upon seeing her coat those slimy mushrooms with the mayonaise. I wont even tell you what she did with the asparagus and mayonaise.
Weddings...
I want to take a little informal poll. How many of you dreamed of your wedding when you were a child? It seems like other people always have at least *some* memory of wedding dreams, but I have never had that. As a child and as an adult I always imagine(d) the partnership it would be of marriage. Not even labels of 'husband' or 'wife' but instead just a bone-deep feeling of being with the person who loved unconditionally and was a partner in every sense of the word. Does that make me weird, or does it somehow explain how I am still single, looking for something deep rather than glorified or sugar-coated in the hopes of that glistening wedding.
So really, this is an LJ post of crappy ramblings, but please do not ask me to compensate you monetarily for your time back that you wasted reading this-- I cant afford it... Im $1296 poorer today.