100 Day Picture Challenge

You know that ridiculous 100 Day Picture Challenge thing that's been floating around on Facebook? Well, I decided to do it... on a blog. I hope you've enjoyed this little bit of shameless self-promotion.

Little Moments

Over the second semester of last year, there were... moments. Moments where I caught myself feeling way beyond what I probably should have. I don't even know this guy's favorite color. I have no idea what kind of music he listens to. But are those arbitrary things? Do they matter? I think they do, but I have no idea. I've known (well, known of, certainly) this guy since the seventh grade. We never really spoke a ton, even though we've had every math class together from the seventh grade forward. That changed last semester, though.

We were all hanging out in the science classroom before class. For whatever reason, I brought it upon myself to make fun of him (we're talking about the President here, the same guy I've been rambling about the last few posts). When the teacher said we were going to draw random seats, I said something along the lines of, "God forbid I get stuck sitting next to you," to the President. So, of course, I ended up sitting next to him for the first half of the semester.

I had the sniffles something awful, so I was rather noisy that first week of the semester. At some point, the President said, "Well, that's attractive," and all of a sudden something in my head clicked and I thought, "Oh, no!" a la Mike Birbiglia. I thought it would go away, but of course it didn't. By Valentine's Day, I was dating someone else, and when he asked if he could be my Valentine, I said no in a more snippy manner than intended. He just said, "Oh."

Before then, we'd joked all the time about how clearly I was desperately in love with him, and at some point he'd tripped up making a joke about babies and had somehow managed to imply that I was going to have his babies. (I'm laughing just remembering it- at first he stuttered, trying to fix it, but then he just went along with it, which was even funnier.)

After that, it was weird for a week or two. Eventually we got back to normal, though we didn't joke about being in love with each other as much. I go back and forth between thinking that it's because he realized I liked him and didn't want to egg me on and that it's because he realized he liked me and didn't want to accidentally seem too obvious.

One time in the library, we were sitting talking at one of the tables- our math teacher was off doing something or other and had sent our class to the library for a few days- and we were talking about all the books in my bag. I said something about how they weren't going to fit in my purse, and I believe I started pulling things out of my purse and stacking them rather precariously. Of course, my calculator (a lovely bulky TI-84 Plus, my little baby) fell, and he caught it against my leg. Either he held it there for a second too long, or my mind stopped time for a moment. The latter is incredibly likely.

And then there's the time we did a science experiment involving burning metal solutions to determine which metals burned which color flames. The teacher, being an advocate for general safety and not catching on fire in the classroom, warned us all to pull back long hair and long sleeves. I pulled my hair- which I'd been wearing down regularly (without putting any effort into it) since it was cold as fuck- up into a bun while the President pulled his sweatshirt off. Which, by the way, he looked very good in, but even better out of. He can really pull off a t-shirt and jeans. Anyways, he looked at me and said, "You look... different with your hair up." I don't remember what I did, but I probably shrugged or some such. When my dear friend... hmm, what shall I call her? Oh, I know, Luna! When my dear friend Luna came over, she (as usual) told me I was looking exceptionally sexy. So, of course, I said in a very clearly-joking arrogant voice, "Yeah, [the President] here thinks so, too." And Luna and I laughed. But I thought- I could have sworn- I heard him say something along the lines of, "That was the message I was trying to get across," or "That was the general point." It was a while ago, so I don't remember the exact phrase, but it was something like that. But I think I imagined it.

To quote the great Brad Paisley, "Yeah, I live for little moments like that."

Only 15 Hours Left!

Just in case you care: there's only 15 hours left to vote on my poll! Look over at the top of the right-hand column, please. Observe the poll. Now vote.

15 Days Left to Vote

Only 15 days left to vote on my stunningly beautiful poll over there -->

Oddly, about half of you use Linux. I didn't realize it was quite so common...

Anyways, vote because I love you.

New Poll!

I know, I know. Took me long enough. Like, 1/6 of the month was already gone when I put it up! Shiznix! Looks like y'all better get to voting FAST.

"I Hate Twilight."

Wow, guys. That is just... amazing!

It might say something about the type of people that are attracted to my writing (or at least my polls, hehe), but most of y'all said you hate Twilight on that poll.

Don't worry if you want to put in your two cents' worth- the poll is still open for voting until 11:59 PM (Central Time), January 31st, 2010.

Knock yourself out!

Poll!

AAAHHH! How could I forget to mention that there's a new poll?

Well, there's a new poll. It's up until the end of this month. That means it's limited edition or some such thing. Which makes it important. (?)

Anyways, you should vote (if only because I included the Cedric option, and I like to see Twilight get a nice ass-whoopin').

Sudo vote. (All you hardcore XKCD fans should get a kick out of that one.)

The Poll is Closed

Okay, this is going to be a really self-centered post, but I'm trying to figure out some crap. Here are a few questions.

Of my readers that took the poll, 41% of you use Twitter. Do any of you follow me (@thatprettichick)?

25% of you said you use social networking sites other than the ones I had listed. What others do you use? Just curious! :)

Replies would be greatly appreciated, just comment to tell me.

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Oh, and Happy Fuckin' New Year!

Oh My God!

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Geek Forum

Hello, all! Just a friendly reminder that a quick visit to the Geek Forum might not be a bad thing. Xolik and I have had some interesting political discussions as of late, and it's just good fun in general.

Either click the linky link in that paragraph ^^^ or just click the title of this post, and it'll take ya straight to the most awesome, and geeky, place on the internet. (My name is h4wt_b3t4 if you want to message me, for whatever reason).

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