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If you do anything today, please watch the trailer for this new movie, The Shining. It looks so good, about this family that gets closer because they "house sit" a hotel for five months alone.

Ariel is a super freak. She got spooked by the computer room two days ago (I blame Peter, he was in the room with her), and she hadn't entered this room or the kitchen until today, minus the time we forced her in here yesterday so she could see that Peter's jeans on the floor weren't evil, even if they did smell wretched. Finally today we shut her in the kitchen, and she remembered why she likes that room so much-food. I gave her treats, and she happily came in. What a weirdo.

Gross link of the day-Kevin Federline naked. You know you want to look. It's gross though. Like I want to take a shower now.

These statues can actually write quotes with their penises. They move around. Lovely. Site actually has videos too. Doesn't it make you wish you lived in Prague?

Here's an audio of Walt from Lost. I think it's backwards. And I can't understand it, is he saying "don't look it's bad" at the end? But maybe one of you will figure it out for me.

Christina took me shopping, made me Welsh Rarebit from scratch, and we watched a movie. Isn't that sweet! It was nice to actually leave the house. I bought some more fall decorations, because you can never have too many. I even bought some crafty stuff. Who is this person? Knitting, scrapbooking this week, now my own homemade decorations? I'm Martha Stewart in the making, maybe I'll try out next season.

I'm starting to get my appetite back a bit. I really want to eat. I just don't know what to eat. I had to talk to my mom about it, she knows me better than anyone, and she suggested just the things I need, like fluff and bagels with cream cheese. I can't wait for Peter to go shopping again. Or maybe I could go shopping myself. That is sort of a scary thought, maybe I shouldn't have written that.

I'm going to get Welch Rarebit too.

So I can't write details because Peter hasn't seen it yet, but damn wasn't Lost awesome! Like the best show ever. This show is what will keep me going for the next two years that I wait for Harry Potter. I was very surprised over what was in the hatch, that never occurred to me in a thousand years. I am not very good at putting things together. I should have figured it out at the obvious point in the show, but I didn't. I also didn't get The Sixth Sense until the ring fell on the ground. I'm just very gullible.

You know what would be awesome? If they added Alan Rickman to the cast, and put him on the other side of the island with the back of the plane. Then it'd be Alan vs. Naveen, and I would never be bored again. Peter might get annoyed that all I do is watch Lost episodes over and over again, but that's ok. He'll live. I hope I have a tv in the hospital. I don't care if I'm in the middle of labor, I want to watch the show!

The worst part about being pregnant so far is that I hate spicy food now. I haven't used hot sauce in like 2 months. Who is this new person that's taken over my body? I used to live with hot sauce. We would run out all the time. Now, it's like what is that? What is mexican food, and indian food? All I want is pasta and potatoes. And welch rarebit.

Some people think I've become crazy. Is that a bad thing? I think I'm awesome. With huge boobs. What's better than that?

Proof that my boobs are now huge: Yesterday RCN comes up to the door, I say no before they begin, and the guy wants to get my phone number to talk to Peter about why (I pretended I had no idea, and gave a false number). His boss was with him, and the entire time, he stared at my boobs. This type of thing is new for me, no one's ever stared at my boobs before. My ass, sure, but that's harder to notice. But if I needed another reason not to use sucky RCN, there it is. I wish they had a better name, in RI they use Cox, and I'm sure you can think of a ton of ways to make fun of them in 30 seconds or less.

I decided to look at my statistics today, mainly because I was pretending that they didn't exist while I was "away" in bitch Laura land. I don't care about hits or anything, just the random search strings that bring people to my site. Really, it's quite disturbing. There are tons of requests for porn, some illegal, and some disturbing. I do remember the post that brought those looking for amputees though, that is my own fault. But really, I don't care about poop in panties, so please just go somewhere else to get that. So disturbing.

I hate the Martha Stewart talk show. I don't care about ponchos or all the people in the country named Martha Stewart. Yuck. I am hoping her Apprentice show is better because I love tv and want to watch it. But I think there's a good chance it sucks. Tyra Bank's talk show is awful too. Although seeing how unmodely she is helps. Especially since I'm feeling and looking like a fat cow with a big fat belly that sticks out to infinity and back.

Slashdot has an article about cursing and sorority women, which I find incredibly funny since one of my collegiates noticed how much I was swearing on Monday. Oops.

Also, have you seen the tongue leech that crawls into a fish's mouth, drains the tongue of blood until it falls off, then takes the spot on the tongue, totally acting like a normal tongue that the fish can even use like normal? Isn't that totally freaky? How would you know if that hasn't already happened to you? Maybe some parasite goes into the womb and kills off our tongue before we are born, and we all have parasitic animals as tongues. I want to throw up now, or at least more than I did a minute before. Of course, I have fissues, so I'm a special case.

When I get PMS, sometimes I hate everyone. There are usually a few exceptions, notably Peter and my mother, but the rest of the world is totally evil for wanting me to do something or for showing interest in me, or for not doing so. And now I think I'm back there, except it's not PMS. I've been told that emotions get "out of wack," but if I'm going to be like this for the next 7 months, potentially getting worse, good luck to everyone I've ever met. Many of you know I can be a bitch, and I might just be.

The worst part is that I don't think I care, I don't really care about anything I used to care about. It's just family and Kreacher. I should stay in bed.

10 points to anyone who knows what this place is. 50 if you aren't from the area.

I'm revolting. I'm so sick of being sick, I want to scream. Sure, I'm getting better, but it's extrememly slowly. I think I'm fine, them boom, a huge wave of nausea. I can't sleep very well, which makes me feel even sicker. Bleh. I've also lost 4 1/2 pounds since my last doctor's appointment, and that's by the doctor's scale. So I need that appetite back so I can start gaining weight for the baby. This week is very important, Kreacher doubles in size, from 1 inch to 2 inches. My baby is so big!

So I totally missed talk like a pirate day. What a shame. Really, I think I'm damn good at pirate speak, so it's a shame.

Has anyone noticed that VH1, which used to be more for our parents, are now for college students. MTV seems to be for high school. They need a music station for the post college crowd. But is there any music that is being made for us? If only MTV2 would come to Bosotn and be how it used to be but without the stuff that hurts my ears.

I must admit, I've always found Alan Cumming sort of creepy, at least after I realized that he wasn't some nice English actor who is in movies like Emma. But really, I never thought he'd be pushing his own fragrance, with a commercial of him in a bed and walking around naked. No words describe the shivers that went down my back.

Ellen is my new girl crush. I want to be her, or have her as an aunt. Do you think my grandparents would adopt a 40+ year old lesbian? I didn't think so. But who doesn't love dancing and laughing. I love how she takes people's coats as she dances through the aisles. You would think since she is so rich she wouldn't need to steal the clothes of the audience, but I guess she just can't help it. The woman she pulled up on stage today is dancing inappropriately. Once you hit a certain age, you shouldn't move your hips like you're 17.

I need to come up with an invention to hide my farts. I'm sorry to share this with you, but it's a serious problem. When you are pregnant, you get the worst gas on the planet. Being a vegetarian, you would think that I would be used to bad gas, but really, pregger gas is like a thousand times worse. And it occurs mostly at night, under the covers. I feel bad for Peter, he usually only has to deal with his own farts. Now he has to deal with mine as well. You all know, your own are much less worse than someone else. But these are still really bad for me. So my invention is some sort of clothing that you wear that keeps the smell in, so you don't have to suffer. Is anyone smart enough to figure this out? I would prefer something comfortable, especially since sleeping is not as comfy as it once was not that I'm with child.

Elijah Wood is like my hero. His fall movies looks super neat, and you can see, he's quite photogenic. Love the glasses. Do you think my baby will look like that?

So, today is September 11. Funny how in four years time this horrible event becomes not as visible. Granted, there is a new tragedy that this country is dealing with, but I am almost feeling like 9/11 is like Pearl Harbor, except I have my own personal memories associated with it. It's a horrible event that happened in the past, the way past. I almost wouldn't have known it was today, I'm not even really sure how I realized it. Maybe when Peter had to ask what the date was, and I was like 9/11 duh.

I'm really reminded more of where I was when I found out, in ILL working. When I heard about it, I thought a little single engine plane was the problem. I didn't picture a passenger jet. I didn't realize how close my uncle Jock worked to ground zero. I remember thinking how silly I was the night before, calling my mom in my class break crying because I was screwing up my life and hated grad school. I actually had a class that night, I thought it was so wrong. Some of us could have lost family members, but we had to learn about library administration. I remember leaving work that day, watching everyone walk across campus, wondering if they knew, if they cared. So many students at URI are from New York and New Jersey, how were they affected? I remember how Harry Potter saved me from thinking the world was coming to an end, one of the few things that could distract me from the horror of the twin towers and my unhappiness with school.

Funny how much things have changed, and yet I'm still where I was.

We bought a love seat yesterday. It's microfiber, looks just like the couches my mom and the Paradiso's have, but it pulls out into a full bed. The best part about this is that the bed is foam, which rocks. It's unbelievably comfy. It was actually the same price to get foam as it was to special order one of the cheaper varieties, so foam in beige it is. It's probably coming by the end of the month, so shortly Peter will be able to get so fed up with me that he sleeps in another room and still wakes up refreshed. I'm sure he's looking forward to it.

Agassi is losing right now, about to be down two breaks in the 4th set. I'm very upset, I really wanted him to win. At least Jani won HOH, so all is not evil in the world.

Stupid quotes about Katrina.

Here's a funny clip from Boing Boing I think, about Clinton's final days. God I miss him, he was a wonderful president, actually getting stuff done. Shocking thought nowadays.

So Friday night Peter got me ice cream in bed, and an extra Andes candy that he didn't use in the ice cream. I promptly forgot about it, eating my ice cream and watching crap on tv. A few hours later after the lights are out, Peter says "What is that?" and pulls something out from under the covers. Yeah, it's the candy, now all melted. So our green sheets have brown all over them. It looks like someone went to the bathroom, totally disgusting. What's worse, we didn't change the sheets, we just went back to bed. Peter woke up with chocolate on his arm, but really, who wants to change the sheets at 11pm unless the really have to. If it really was poop, or something just as disgusting like urine or throw up, we would have done it. But chocolate is something we can live with for a night.

Baby update: Today my baby starts moving around his arms and legs. You could see this on an ultrasound if I was to have one. Isn't that cute, an actual moving baby, about 1 inch long. And to think, this is only at 9 weeks (which is officially tomorrow). Image how big this guy will be in another 7 1/2 months.

I was wondering today when Buddy gets out of jail. Does anyone have any idea? I don't know why I still care about RI politics, but it's so much more interesting than what's happening in MA. The senate race is looking great, besides Sheldon Whitehouse (my favorite), there's 2 others vying for Chafee's spot. What competition, I love it.

Video of someone telling Cheney to go fuck himself. haha

I actually had a Cheney dream last night. He was somehow outed, his lover was someone important in politics too, like a Senator. It was great.

I hope you like this picture. It's of Bath University, across the pond. A girl who was in the program disappeared one morning, this is actually where I looked for her. I kept expecting to find her body in every bush. She ended up fine, had fainted and ended up in a bed somewhere on campus. She didn't think she was raped. It was very shady, I think she didn't want to go to France to visit her friend's family, and this got her out of it. The building on the right had a bar that had the best slushy drink in the world. It must have had a thousand calories, but it was well worth it.

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Wow, I read on Boing Boing that a possible reason for Bush being total off the ball is because this is a sign of the second coming and the Bush camp are "just marking time until Rapture." Personally, I think that Bush isn't very religious at all, he just pretends he is to get all the southern religious types to vote for him. But this is certainly an interesting theory. For those of us who don't believe in the second coming, are we supposed to now believe? Or does he not comprehend that we exist, or maybe he doesn't care? My opinion of him hasn't changed a bit, just my judge of his intelligence. He's obviously a much dumber man that I previously suspected.

I have to admit I'm not paying as much attention to Katrina news anymore. It's just more and more of the same thing, a lack of planning and of helping by those in power, lots of death, and lots of sadness. I go through such emotional spikes due to this pregnancy that I won't necessarily know 5 seconds beforehand if I'm going to cry. I don't really have the energy to cry anymore or to be upset, angry, frustrated, sad or anything else. I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what to do. So I'm moving along with my life, cursing those who ignore NPC rules and trying to get food in me every hour or so.

I hate planning something for months and months and just having it all pointless when someone in power decides to change things at the last minute. And no matter what you say, even though you and everyone else seems to know you are right, they ignore you. And you just have to deal. That is Bentley. Thank god I love my chapter there so much, there is no way I could put up with the mess that is that school if it wasn't for them. I had to speak in front of like 150 people today, I was shaking so bad. But they all applauded me afterwards, it made me feel so warm and fuzzy inside. Once again, I must confess that I love Alpha Phi and all of my sisters so much!!!

In other news, I also learned what can happen when I am stressed out and can't take a nap or eat. I get very faint and my whole body shakes. Driving home from campus I had to put the car in park at every light because I didn't feel like my legs had the strength to stay on the break pedal. Very scary.

Blah blah blah more pregnancy stuff. It's the only thing I think about when I'm not thinking about Bentley. You all must be bored to death.

By the way, it would take 728 bottles of Snapple Sweet Tea to kill me. I'm awfully thirsty, but I don't think I want that much tea. And that caffeine would be bad for the baby on the way to my death. How many Dr. Peppers or cappucinos would it take to kill you?

I just realized something about myself. When I dance in my computer chair, I bite my lip slightly. Better than sticking my tongue out I guess, but I'm such a dork.

I figure this out by playing Spank the Monkey. If you hit it at over 200 mph, dance music comes on. I should probably know the song, but I don't.

I love playing games like this for about 3 minutes. I also like the one where you are an abominable snowman hitting a suicidal penguin with a club. The game's not too smart though, it tells me I'm doing ok when I swing and miss.

I can't believe I'm going to admit this, but I finally decided to suck it up and watch the trailer for Pride and Prejudice, and I think I want to see it. I should hide for saying that, what an awful thing. As someone who grew up with the A&E/BBC version, who idolized Colin Firth's Mr. Darcy above all others, who has wished she was Elizabeth Bennett many many times, how could I actually be interested in the new version that has a total lack of Colin Firth, Keira Knightly of all people playing MY role, and which is under 6 hours long. The new one doesn't look wholy bad though. Since the budget was much larger, the quality and sets are better. This new Darcy doesn't look wholy awful. And some lines are changed too, so it's not like the entire movie will be the much loved 1995 version, it will be it's own thing. But Keira Knightly? Of all people, why do we get her? I used to really like her, but lately she's gotten on my nerves almost as much as Hilary Duff does. There will also be no pond jumping scene, or if there is it's a total ripoff of the 1995 version. That part definitely wasn't in the book. I'm guessing it won't be there since the first proposal takes place in the rain, so there's still a wet scene. If you are interested, here is the trailer.

School started at Bentley today, and my life is back to it's old busy self. I was at the school for 2 1/2 hours last night and will be goign back two more times this week for various meetings. Why didn't I enjoy doing nothing when I was doing it all summer? This is certainly fun, but it's awfully stressful too. I lay awake thinking about the chapter and what I can do to help them. Last night's meetings haunted my dreams for hours, and nothing bad happened. What am I going to do if there is an actual issue?

Here's a video reinactment of the first time Peter and I took a pregnancy test that I thought might interest you.

Also, I'm sure you've all seen the clip of the fat kid in front of his computer lip sync'ing that foreign song and making a total ass of himself similar to the Star Wars kid from a few years ago. I've somehow found the song on the internet. It looks like a bunch of cats without ears dancing to it. Hallo and Salut to you all.

I finally saw The 40 Year Old Virgin, and it was as great as I thought it'd be. I laughed through the whole thing, and all the characters were great. I really wanted to work at Smart Tech after that. Those guys know how to have fun.

Beforehand, we went to Old Navy to check out their maternity clothes. They don't have too many, the online selection is tons better. But it was so cute to see what I'd be wearing. Basically, it all looks like cute clothes for really really fat people. Which I guess I'll soon be. At least the sizes stay the same, I won't have to start buying XXXL or anything. I might just have to hide in a closet then. That reminds me of buying my wedding dress. Did you know the move the sizes up? So if you are a 6 like me, you're probably buying a 14. I have never in my life felt more like a cow then I did when I bought my bridesmaid dress for Jen's wedding. No one warned me, I thought I had gained 80 pounds on the ride over to East Providence.

I also went into Baby's R Us because it was next door and I had some time to spare. I fell in love, like I need to move into this place. Everything is so cute. I wanted to walk down the aisles forever, but I was feeling exhausted after standing for over 10 minutes straight. Luckily they have the best rocking chairs on the planet there. I tried most of them out while I looked at the crib bedding options on the wall. That is until a little girl came up to me and touched me. Creeped me out, it was like Disney World. I moved right away and she followed me through the store. I would have wondered if she was a ghost, my future child, but she was Indian and Peter is rather pasty (cough) I mean pale.

So I've decided that since I want to, I'm going to buy up everything I can. I want the cute cribs, 4 different bedding types, matching crib, bureau, and changing table, rugs and curtains that match all the bedding, a little chair, the rocking chair (comes with an ottoman), etc. Peter better get that bonus, he has a wife with shopping on her mind!

As you can see from the picture, my child is no longer a shrimp. He is now starting to look like an actual baby, which makes me very happy. I was beginning to get nervous that I had been raped by some sort of weird sea creature in my sleep and repressed the memories. I still think it's a boy, Peter still thinks it's a girl. Hey, we might both be right. If we have a hermaphrodite, it'll be named Pat and will have an awesome skit on SNL, so not all would be bad. Actually, I'm insisting that the baby is healthy, so nothing like that is allowed in the universe, or else hell will be paid to someone or something.

I have been watching the tv nonstop since I got back from RI, and I haven't really been sure about my opinion on the whole situation. Yes, this is obviously a catastrophe, a tragedy, and it's all just disgusting. Yes, it shouldn't have happened, but did. And yes, I'm one of many who think there is at least partial blame in the government. It really seems to me that this was ignored by them for days, and that is so scary. I really wonder if the silence was because of where the storm hit. If Boston or NYC was dealing with such a situation, would it have been ignored? I really think not. It seems to me that a big part of this is because this happened in the south, in an area that has tons and tons of poor people, most of whom are black. I know writing this is super controversial right now, especially because so many of the Bush lovers think that this shouldn't be turned into a political situation right now. But how can it not be? The rest of the country that isn't taking in the refugees or directly affected by the storm are sitting here helpless. We can give money, and we can watch on tv. What can we do besides sit here and wonder what the hell is going on?

One thing that I really hope changes because of this tragedy is the minds of those people who refuse to think for themselves and consider a person for office for any other reason besides abortion. Abortion is still occurring all the time, Bush didn't change that. And yet, because we have such idiots "running" this country, hundreds, perhaps thousands, have died and will die because they took money away from places that needed it. I hope people realize that more lives would have been saved by voting or by voting for someone who would have not allowed this.

I also hope that people who voted for Bush because they have money and think that's a good enough reason not to think decide to start using their brains. I know tons of people who think that Republicans are great no matter what, they just are. Most of these people make way more money than we do. Voting Republican because of capital gains or some other silly reason is so greedy and conceited. There are other people out here, you should be voting for people who want to protect our ENTIRE country. There are tons of people out there who don't make $100,000 a year, in fact there are tons that make under $20,000. Why do we want to make their lives worse? I know I'm attacking Republicans here, but I think there actually are tons of great ones out there. Unfortunately, they aren't being elected as much as they should be. And maybe the Democrats couldn't do better, but they would have at least tried better, not eaten cake while people were dying.

Sorry I'm ranting. Maybe it's being a little more emotional than usual because of the pregnancy. But this sucks, I'm disgusted, and I can't believe that I'm bringing a child into a country that doesn't care about or even consider the lives of its people. I also wish the community would do something, like get collections of nonperishables together to send down.

Update
I love Tony Pierce. Read what he is writing, he is a genius.

Also, this is a great quote from Bush. Gotta love him. Wish I was sitting there too.

We've got a lot of rebuilding to do. First, we're going to save lives and stabilize the situation. And then we're going to help these communities rebuild. The good news is – and it's hard for some to see it now – that out of this chaos is going to come a fantastic Gulf Coast, like it was before. Out of the rubbles of Trent Lott's house – he's lost his entire house – there's going to be a fantastic house. And I'm looking forward to sitting on the porch. (Laughter.)

Update #2
OMG who was that who just said "Bush doesn't care about black people" on the NBC telethon? Talk about an uncomfortable moment.

Update #3
If you are interested, here's a link to the clip of Kanye West.

It's official, I am NOT having twins. Thank God! I don't know how I would have dealt if I was, that's twice as much crying, twice as many diapers, twice as sore nipples, etc. I got to see my baby's heart beating, it was so unbelievable. He's doing great, 168 beats a minute which is good. He's 1.23 cm long, and she pushed my due date back to April 17, which means I am 7 weeks 3 days along.

In other news, I'm tired as usual, and my boobs are huge. Really, I love them so much. They sometimes feel really stretched though, like they are going to pop out of my skin. Hard too, maybe this is what it feels like to have fake ones.

I didn't audition for American Idol, I got lazy. Who wants to drive all the way to Foxboro? It's like 45 minutes away. And I didn't want to go alone. It's not like I can sing anyway, I just wanted to see the crowds and stuff. It would be awesome to see someone local go far. I love this show so much, I am such a dork. I really can't wait for January. It always starts around my birthday, what a great present. Until then, I can get by with Lost. I saw more info on what is going on there, relationships get more intense. Yay, more Sayid! (drool)