Steven Daigle--Big Brother 10

If you're wondering about the title of this post, I did that just in case Steven of Big Brother 10 was surfing around looking for little tid-bits about himself online, as we are all wont to do on occasion. Well, Steven, I hope you're reading this because I've got some things I'd like to say:

1. YOU TOTALLY SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN VOTED OFF. If it was up to America, I can say with absolute certainty that you'd still be on the show. You're sweet, smart, and not a total tool like some of the other house guests still roaming around, cough...Jessie...cough.

2. WHAT WAS WITH JESSIE'S GOODBYE MESSAGE TO YOU?! He could've at least said something like, "Hey man, I'm sorry I had to get you out of the house this week." Instead, he spent the entire time talking about how he knows you look up to him and want a physique just like his!! I think "physique" is Jessie's favorite word. No, wait, scratch that--"Jessie" is Jessie's favorite word. Your physique is great as is, Steven. You're way way hotter than Jessie could ever hope to be!! I keep trying to think of what movie star you remind me of...I wanna say a cross between Dennis Quaid (the early years) and Kevin Costner (the early years). Two hot cowboy-types, like yourself.

3. I VOTE FOR YOU TO COME BACK FOR THE NEXT BIG BROTHER ALL-STARS EDITION! I would've loved to watch you play the game longer. If it weren't for some bad luck early on, I think you would've made it pretty far. So if any BB producers are reading this (which I'm quite sure there aren't, but hey...), put Steven on the next All-Stars edition. America wants more Steven! Steven deserves a fair shot.

4. YOU SEEM LIKE A GENUINELY NICE FELLOW. I know I don't know you at all, but you seem like a good guy, Steven. I wish you the best! Here's hoping Jessie gets voted off tonight. If he's not out tonight, he'll be out soon, I'm sure:)

This post will bore you to death.

My book on blogging says that you're never supposed to write something like this on your blog:

"I have no idea what to write today."

I was just thinking about what to write in this post, and I thought I would make a list of what I did today. Then I thought about titling the list: "All the boring things I did today." But then I remembered my 'Rough Guide to Blogging' book, and how it says you're not supposed to preface your writing by saying that it's boring because then no one will want to read it.

Fuck you, 'Rough Guide to Blogging'! You don't know shit. My reader is loyal. She'll read whatever I write!!

ALL THE BORING THINGS I DID TODAY:

1. Get up. Think to myself that it sort of seems like it's raining outside and maybe this is a sign that I shouldn't go running this morning. Remember a scary story my sister told be about almost being attacked by a deranged man in a silk shirt over the 4th of July holiday (while she was out for a run), and think that this is probably definitely a sign that I shouldn't go running this morning. Remember the show I watched last night--The N's (Noggin) Student Body, a reality show hosted by Laila Ali in which fat high-schoolers are challenged to lose weight. Remember how disappointed I was in Rachael (I think that was her name) when she kept saying, "I can't, I can't." Remember how her trainer told her that "It's not supposed to be easy." Remind myself that making myself get up at 7 a.m. to go running (when I totally don't have to) is "not supposed to be easy."

2. Go running. See geese. Avoid eye-contact with other people on the trails.

3. Make a soy blackberry smoothie. Wonder why my blender always looks to streaky--it's not like I never clean it.

4. Eat my smoothie while watching Big Brother: After Dark (BBAD, as I will refer to it in all further posts). Try to decide who I love and who I hate on Big Brother 10, but it may be too soon to tell.

5. Drive to school, listening to the mixed CD I made for Cori as a going away present.

6. Go to Bio 111. Nice kid holds the door for me.

7. Realize that my teacher has not let us out early enough for me to make my noon kickboxing class. Decide to stop at the Meijer gas station outside of Oxford and get snacks.

8. Purchase a dark chocolate Dove bar, some cheddar cheese combos, a peanut butter Lindt Lindor truffle and a Diet Coke. Think to myself that I shouldn't be buying this stuff. Remind myself that I can have this stuff as long as I factor it into my daily calorie allowance. Remind myself that this is "not supposed to be easy."

9. Eat my snacks while listening to a Fresh Air podcast in which Terry Gross interviews Jenna Fischer of The Office.

10. Get home. Take a shower. Make Biology flashcards for 3 and a half hours.

11. Go to Dagwood's to punch the hanging bag we have in the basement. Hanging bag falls down. Dad comes down to help me put it back up and we finally figure out (he figures out) a way to hang it so that it won't fall down anymore. Realize that with the bag hung this way, it no longer makes the loud squeaking noise that it used to. Feel overwhelming wave of relief.

12. Pilfer some Lindt Lindor truffles from Blondie's and go home. Put a WW Quesadilla in the microwave and hit 2. Check my email. Worry about financial aid. Check my blog. Decide to post something.

13. Post a list of all the boring things I did today while microwave beeps at me.

Tomorrow is just one more day I get to press play.

The verdict is in. My Bio 111 teacher finally posted our grades online. For the record, I'm pretty sure he said the grades would be posted sometime Thursday, but they didn't show up until mid-day Saturday!! Ba-humbug. Anyway, I got a 98! I would be celebrating, except that I can't stop thinking about how that 98 would be a 100 if only I hadn't changed that ONE ANSWER. Screw you, temperature at which water is its densest (that'd be 4 degrees Celsius, for you curious minds out there).

I decided that in order to unwind from my test, the only thing I would do all weekend would be to watch television. I'm so proud of myself for coming up with this plan. Of course, a few things got in the way of that. I had to go to Meijer with my Mom. But it turned out great because she bought me season 3 of The Closer, which is one of my favorite shows. Season 4 starts on Monday, so we wanted to catch up on Season 3 before that premieres. I also had to go over to Dagwood's a couple of times to get sandwiches. It's times like those I wish I had a Segway. Soon, a trend started to develop...after a few blissful hours of TV watching, I would start to feel guilty about "not living." Then I would make myself do a Biggest Loser workout or go swimming or something. Then I would start to feel sad that I wasted so much time being active, when I could've been watching Gross Anatomy, a stellar 80's dramedy starring Matthew Modine as plucky med student Joe Slovak. Oh, the humanity! You may think I sound like a lazy, fat bitch. You're partly right. However, as anyone who reads this regularly would know, I am a movie lover. I consider movie-loving and TV-show loving to be a hobby of mine. Some people like to go fishing (I like fishing too, except for the whole killing an innocent creature thing). Some people are numismatists. As much as I love shiny things and history and placing round items in specially-slotted cardboard notebooks (and I do--I really, really do), I would prefer to...oh I don't know...watch a show? Some people love to watch baseball. That's cool. I let them have that. I don't call a baseball lover a lazy, fat bitch. So why can't you let me have my hobby? Just let me be! Let me be, dammit! I've seen a lot of movies, and as a result have learned many lessons. I have learned that it is never a good idea to investigate that noise in the shed. I have learned that men and women can't be friends. I have learned that it is OK to punch someone in the junk, as long as you're on a runaway train and you're hanging halfway out the window. See? So many lessons. As Zoe Saldana's character in Center Stage says (near the end of the movie, when they're about to find out who made the company), "Tomorrow is just one more day I get to dance." That's how I feel about watching movies. Even if I sometimes feel like I am wasting my life watching other people do cool things with their lives (or watching what someone other than me imagined other people doing and then wrote, cast, filmed, edited, sold, marketed, and released)--it's a sweet, sweet sorrow.

Whatever happened to Preparation A through G?

Hello all (all one of you who read this, that is)! I'm sorry it's been such a long time since I posted. Why do I feel like that's the sentence I always start with?? Hmmm....peculiar! Anyway, I guess I haven't posted in such a long time because I've fallen into a deep depression. Last night I was reading a book that I thought was going to be good, but it wasn't good. I looked at the picture of the woman who wrote it (you know the picture in the back of the book with the little blurb underneath that says how the author is happier than she's ever been before (ever!), living in Mayberry with her husband and her small-enough-to-put-in-a-bicycle-basket dog, Triscuit?). I shouldn't be allowed to do that. It always makes me feel like...hey, this woman wrote a book, and this book is not even good...why don't I write a not-good book and get a husband and a dog? I'm too busy to get a husband and a dog. I have Biology class to worry about. Today I took my first Bio test, and I did the dumbest thing ever...I went back and changed one of my answers...and it turns out I changed it from the correct answer to the incorrect answer! I'm ridiculous. I'm sure I still did fine on the test, but it bugs me. And by the way, why would I ever need to know the temperature at which water is its densest? I guess you need to know that if you're going to be a nurse...because when people come into the ER, they're usually like, "I'm shot! I'm shot!...But before you stitch me up can you please tell me the temperature at which water is its densest? I just wanna make sure I'm in good hands here, and if you don't know that well....say buh-bye." Here's a question: how is it that some people can finish a 51-question test in 7 minutes? It takes me longer than 7 minutes to fill in my name on the Scantron (and then go back and make sure I didn't fill in two letters in the same row or something...). I'd only finished page one of the 6-page test and people were already walking up and handing in their tests! Wtf? Maybe I'm just a slow reader or something. But I'm annoyed by people like that. It's not a race. This isn't the Tour de France. We're in Biology class. We're learning about the functional groups. We're learning that DNA has a sugar-phosphate backbone. Cool your jets. Speaking of jets, today I saw the new Will Smith movie "Hancock." There are no jets in that movie, but whatevs. It was actually a pretty good movie. I resisted seeing it because I don't generally like superhero movies, but this was more romantic comedy disguised as action adventure. When I learned that Jason Bateman was in it, it was a done deal. He's great. So, I recommend it. If you really want to see a movie this weekend and don't feel like watching Wall-E (I don't blame you), go and see "Hancock." It's deece (that's my slang for decent...get with the times, you!). Other than seeing "Hancock," here's what I did today (in chronological order):

1. Wake up and go over all my Biology stuff in my head while lying in bed, thinking that I should probably go back to sleep so that I'll be well rested, but not being able to sleep because I was nervous about the test.

2. Go running in Rowden park. I try to do this every morning. When I go early enough, I get to see ducklings! I heart ducklings.

3. Shower, breakfast, watch 10 minutes of 30 Days, the super-fantasmo Morgan Spurlock show.

4. Drive to Oakland, listening to Biology-related podcasts and tutorials. (I am a super nerd)

5. Sit in Oakland Center looking at flashcards, pretty sure that people are making fun of me.

6. Sit on the floor in O'Dowd hall waiting for the door to my classroom to be unlocked and listening to my classmates muse about what will be on the test.

7. Take my Bio test and finish WELL AFTER most people in my class.

8. Drive home while listening to a mix CD I made, all the windows rolled down because I have no air in my car.

9. Stop at the Meijer gas station outside of Oxford, get a donut and some cheese crackers (it's fat day).

10. Go to the store and talk to my mom about how I messed up on that 'at what temp is water its densest question?'

11. Mom looks up the correct answer to the question and confirms my fears (I changed my correct answer to the incorrect answer! Stupid! Stupid!)

12. Cori comes to Dagwood's and we have lunch. But I didn't eat that much. The pasta salad was too mayonnaisey.

13. Go see Hancock.

14. Now I am here.

Don't worry about me. I'm really not all that depressed. I just felt like writing that. Things are going well. I've been drinking smoothies for breakfast. It's all good.