First off, crisis averted:

Second, Ms A has to be blamed for the fact that I punctuate 90% of my comments with, It’s Britney, bitch. Except bitch is pronounced more like betch. Try it, it just feels right(er).

Speaking of Ms A, here is the cleavage TBU so graciously offered to photograph.

Now it’s time to play everyones favorite game, Match the eyes with the cleavage!

Hint: Whatever you think, you’re wrong.

I miss Ms A. She should come back because I love her. TBU made a secret audio recording of us that I listened to today not knowing what it was. I don’t know what (or if) words were used, there was a lot of screaming and laughing. I didn’t even know I was capable of supersonic communication. Although, to be fair, I did hear mention of girl scouts. Ah, girl scouts, you’ve made me the resourceful yet unlikable girl I am today.

I had an eye exam and I got to choose new glasses. These are they.

I am overwhelmed with anticipation of their arrival. They are purple and etched, with metal balls in the flowers, what’s not to like?

I got 100% on my lab quiz. It’s up on the fridge so it’s legitimate.

Here, this might be better.

The Millionizer rocks the classroom. The magnetic poetry can also be blamed on Ms As visit.

The teebs and I went to a new restaurant in our neighborhood tonight, called Lilliana’s. For those of you that find this useful: Great service, great prices, yummy food, no corkage fee. Enjoy!

Tomorrow TBU and I are off to a 49ers game. We don’t follow or even like football. My family has season tickets and we’re in it for the free booze and quality time right before the Christmas shopping season. Kidding! Well the free booze part was true. I love those guys. Tailgate! Monster Park! WOOHOO!

The Millionizer wins every time

PS Congratulations to Sir Chinkos seester who got married this weekend. I mean if that’s your bag.

[tags]49ers, Monster Park, boobies, school[/tags]

I overslept by 1.5 hours this morning. Luckily, the client was completely understanding. But I still feel like a douche. A douche who cannot remember to unsilence her phone after class.

In better news I bought two pairs of jeans for $13.50 at the Goodwill yesterday. I don’t know why but it kinda blew my mind. I have been buying my jeans at the gap since I can remember. First, I was 13 and thought I’d be cool if I shopped at the gap. Then I was 16 and already set in my ways. Then I was 18, off to college, lazy and knew what size I wore at the gap. It was really a convenience issue. Sure, I was aware of child labor and other human rights violations supposedly committed by gap inc, but I was just buying the clothes. Was I really part of the problem? Then it dawned on me. Why pay $30 for jeans that inevitably wear out in the crotch and ass? Dumb kids don’t know what they’re doing. So I walked into the Goodwill downtown, found two pairs of jeans and walked out only $13.50 poorer. I’ve always liked thrift shops but there was something liberating about purchasing essential wardrobe items there. I don’t know what I was thinking buying my jeans at the gap all those years. Thanks Goodwill downtown you are far better than the Goodwill on 41st.

I had my first test for my anatomy class last night. I’m pretty sure I rocked it. I’ll let you know.

TBU and I will be in San Francisco the weekend of October 12. I am excited, there are talks of a private karaoke room a la Lost in Translation. I’m totally going to buy a pink wig. You should be there too. I am already drunk off the impending great memories.

Umm I had some epiphanies while being forced to watch a block of music videos on vh1 as I worked out but I don’t think I’m ready to talk about them yet. Hint: Kanye West may not be the #1 human.

NOTE: I thought I published this but I actually just saved this. This post is like 4 days old. But that doesn’t matter, themillionizer.com is not time sensitive. I am kinda cranky about the whole thing though. <harrumph>

[tags]Kanye West, Mr. West, the gap, Goodwill, karaoke, work, my ass[/tags]

Since getting the iPhone I have no idea what’s going on in the world. For now, I don’t even care. It all gets so frustrating anyway. Before, I listened to NPR all day, now I sing along to Dashboard Confessional all day. I have a ton of music but I just can’t stay away from Chris Carrabba. That man…just does it…for me. <homer simpson donut groan>

So I really haven’t been tapped into local or world news and then this gem from a recent Hannity & Colmes popped up on my MySpace page. Thanks Mattman! And Happy Birthday!

Basically, it’s some uninformed fucktard with a book, talking about UC Santa Cruz being the most unamerican college in the country. Well, if being labeled unamerican from someone so clearly out of touch with what true americanism means, fine by me. Because if I took anything away from college it was the ability to foster enlightened ideas and think for myself. That sounds pretty american to me. (Nobody gets to talk about my capitalization choices here). And by the by, I took that “Black Panther criminal class.” It was taught by fucking ANGELA DAVIS. He failed to mention that, probably because she is a revered civil rights hero and it wouldn’t have supported his half assed argument. And it’s not so much a pro Black Panther criminal class, as it’s about the role of prisons in US society. I dunno, sounds pretty relevant for a sociology class to me. He implies that there are departments dedicated to communist revolution. As though there is a possibility of a communist revolution degree. There’s not. Yet. Thanks sir, you’ve made me proud(er) to have a liberal arts degree from the most unamerican school in the US. And sleep well knowing everyone who actually knows what goes on here is laughing at you (while we smoke our Communist weed).

Just let me get down off my high horse here.

Ok, where was I? Oh right. For the past two Fridays I have watched the dissection of a cadaver in my anatomy class. It’s not mandatory but they do it in the back room and we’re allowed to watch. So I do. I thought it would be disturbing but the worst thing about it is the smell of whatever it is they pump dead people with. That is foul. But the graphic dissection of the human body just kinda happens. It’s like, oh that’s what it looks like. And then I go back to studying a skull for my test next week.

The Millionizer needs to take her pills

[tags]Hannity & Colmes, conservatives, UC Santa Cruz, UCSC, Angela Davis, Chris Carrabba, Dashboard Confessional, just shut your face[/tags]