I has just been given the name of my roommate in Hawaii! I'm 80% sure I found the right person on facebook. Tragically, she has her account set to super-mega-anti-stalker (as everyone should, but it makes it horrifically difficult to find out anything about her). I might actually have to email her to find out anything about her! This will be an entirely new experience for me. My first roommate and I fully analyzed each other's facebook profiles before starting a conversation other than "I'm your roommate, not some weird random adding you on facebook." My second roommate and I have known each other since 10th grade. My current housemates don't count because we don't actually share a room. And I don't really talk to them.
My current puzzle is how to fit all my stuff in one suitcase and one backpack. I think I can do it, for I am talented! I'll just have to shove everything in all tricksy-like, then put the blankets and pillows on top and zipper it shut before it knows what hit it. Suitcases aren't very quick on the draw and therefore easily fooled.
I also have to figure out what thingers need to go in my quart-size bag for airport security funtimes. My magic fancy 3-1-1 set comes with a spritzy bottle. I have no idea what a spritzy bottle would be used for. All one needs in a carry-on is shampoo, conditioner, body wash, toothpaste, and moisturizer. Possibly contact solution also. None of those things get spritzed. Are there people high-maintenance enough to need hairspray or perfume in their carry-on bag? That's not the way to travel!
While we're on the subject of what to pack when moving from the midwest to a tropical island, where does one find a non-hideous, non-expensive raincoat in the middle of winter? Apparently the raincoat I've had since I was 12 is not acceptable because the sleeves are too short. Ponchos are not acceptable because they look silly and are easy to get trapped in.
Adventures in Hobbetland
Friday, December 28, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Landlord woes and kringle
If brothers aren't for figuring out how to get electric bill fines back from my flakey landord, figuring out if I can break the lease and get my security deposit back, and eating the pecan kringle grandma sent, I don't know what they are for.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Is this what being an adult is?
I made a hospital appointment all by myself! Then I went to the hospital all by myself! Where I got blood drawn all by myself!
I do feel this would be more of a sign of maturity if I had any intention of paying the bill all by myself instead of just handing it to my dad, though. Ah, well, can't have everything.
I do feel this would be more of a sign of maturity if I had any intention of paying the bill all by myself instead of just handing it to my dad, though. Ah, well, can't have everything.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Conversations with Cak
Cak: I've thought of something you can do with your professional career!
Hobbet: ... I'm... scared?
Cak: You could become a professional bloggist!
Hobbet: ... Blogger?
Cak: See? That's why you should do it! You're better at English and grammar than me!
Oh, Cak. Sometimes I think that's not at all difficult to do.
Hobbet: ... I'm... scared?
Cak: You could become a professional bloggist!
Hobbet: ... Blogger?
Cak: See? That's why you should do it! You're better at English and grammar than me!
Oh, Cak. Sometimes I think that's not at all difficult to do.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Hello, world!
Hello, hello, hello!
I am Hobbet. My mommy told me to start a blog, and so I shall. I suppose I should tell you a bit about myself to start things off.
I'm a college student. I'm from the WI (that's Wisconsin for all of you non-Amis). I'm a reformed theatre major (no idea what to switch to). I fully intend to move to Hawaii in the next month. Unless my dad freaks out and won't pay for a plane ticket and housing (yeah, I know it's sad that my dad pays for my housing; working on the whole making money thing). I'm a Hufflepuff. I speak German. Kind of. Found out on my test today that I can fully hold a conversation concerning the environment, but can't describe the pre-party activities being performed in a cartoon. Remembered an hour later that "to clean" is "putzen." All I was coming up with during the test was "duschen." The little cartoon people were not showering.
I suppose I should also say what sorts of things I'm into.
Sorts of things I'm into:
Harry Potter
Warm weather
Puppies
Firefly (and Serenity, of course)
Clothes
British panel shows (particularly Never Mind the Buzzcocks)
The Hunger Games
Vermin (especially rats)
Semicolons
Penguins
Looking for Group
Doctor Who
Videochatting
Names
Kitties
Lemonade
Punk rock
Sharks
A Song of Ice and Fire (also the Game of Thrones show)
Adventures
Stephen Fry
My own reflection
The Oxford comma
Hamlet-based comics
Lakes and rivers
Foreign languages
Roadtrips
Showtunes (stop judging me!)
Manly Guys Doing Manly Things
Criminal Minds
I suppose I should also tell you what sorts of things I'm not into.
Sorts of things I'm not into:
Twilight
Talking on the phone
Shellfish (allergies, doncha know)
cake (pie ftw!)
Twilight
Poor spelling
Shoddily made clothing
Bad acting (please refer to most of Hollywood for examples)
Country music
Twilight
The fact that the fashion industry can impact a woman's self-image (and some men's, probably)
The fact that there is no industry standard for clothing sizes (see above)
The fact that people think "one size fits most" and don't realize you need to get things tailored for them to actually fit correctly
"Insult comics" (being a terrible person is not the same as being funny, Lisa Lampanelli)
Agressive salespeople
Stores that have merchandise on walls and nothing in the middle, so the cashier stares at you the whole time you're there
Anything categorized as "paranormal romance"
The fact that Barnes and Noble has a section labeled "paranormal romance"
People who think that Stephenie Meyer is actually a good writer
That's pretty much me. Feel free to ask me questions about my super interesting life or to share your love of punctuation. I'll be here.
I am Hobbet. My mommy told me to start a blog, and so I shall. I suppose I should tell you a bit about myself to start things off.
I'm a college student. I'm from the WI (that's Wisconsin for all of you non-Amis). I'm a reformed theatre major (no idea what to switch to). I fully intend to move to Hawaii in the next month. Unless my dad freaks out and won't pay for a plane ticket and housing (yeah, I know it's sad that my dad pays for my housing; working on the whole making money thing). I'm a Hufflepuff. I speak German. Kind of. Found out on my test today that I can fully hold a conversation concerning the environment, but can't describe the pre-party activities being performed in a cartoon. Remembered an hour later that "to clean" is "putzen." All I was coming up with during the test was "duschen." The little cartoon people were not showering.
I suppose I should also say what sorts of things I'm into.
Sorts of things I'm into:
Harry Potter
Warm weather
Puppies
Firefly (and Serenity, of course)
Clothes
British panel shows (particularly Never Mind the Buzzcocks)
The Hunger Games
Vermin (especially rats)
Semicolons
Penguins
Looking for Group
Doctor Who
Videochatting
Names
Kitties
Lemonade
Punk rock
Sharks
A Song of Ice and Fire (also the Game of Thrones show)
Adventures
Stephen Fry
My own reflection
The Oxford comma
Hamlet-based comics
Lakes and rivers
Foreign languages
Roadtrips
Showtunes (stop judging me!)
Manly Guys Doing Manly Things
Criminal Minds
I suppose I should also tell you what sorts of things I'm not into.
Sorts of things I'm not into:
Twilight
Talking on the phone
Shellfish (allergies, doncha know)
cake (pie ftw!)
Twilight
Poor spelling
Shoddily made clothing
Bad acting (please refer to most of Hollywood for examples)
Country music
Twilight
The fact that the fashion industry can impact a woman's self-image (and some men's, probably)
The fact that there is no industry standard for clothing sizes (see above)
The fact that people think "one size fits most" and don't realize you need to get things tailored for them to actually fit correctly
"Insult comics" (being a terrible person is not the same as being funny, Lisa Lampanelli)
Agressive salespeople
Stores that have merchandise on walls and nothing in the middle, so the cashier stares at you the whole time you're there
Anything categorized as "paranormal romance"
The fact that Barnes and Noble has a section labeled "paranormal romance"
People who think that Stephenie Meyer is actually a good writer
That's pretty much me. Feel free to ask me questions about my super interesting life or to share your love of punctuation. I'll be here.
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