Thursday, September 28, 2000
ONE MORE DAY TIL I LEAVE FOR IOWA!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, September 27, 2000
this one goes out to the Chatham All-Stars...
boys in the hood - dynamite hack (3.6mb)
i just went out with some of the most beautiful and wonderful girls i know. i love them bunches and was so glad to see them. it's always a good time ruling the bar scene with the hottest babes in the joint.
now i have three things to say:
a) Happy 21st birthday, Heather!!!!!
b) 2 (oh my god!) days til i leave for IOWA!!!!
c) never trust a big butt and a smile
thank you, and have a good night.
Tuesday, September 26, 2000
these crusaders are out to stop a potentially devestating new kind of internet porn (see "xxx" section).
Monday, September 25, 2000
i've become addicted to the olympics and ranch flavored goldfish crackers.
ahhhh! could i be anymore excited?!
no, i don't think so! only a whooping
3 more days til i leave for IOWA!
Sunday, September 24, 2000
yes. you've guessed it.
4 more days til i leave for IOWA!
ok, so you've been dying to go out and spend all your hard earned money on a present for me, but you have no idea what to get. well, i don't want to ruin the surprise by giving you my wish list, but check out the "personal" links to the left. now you can get some insight in to things i like and dislike so you can be better prepared to please me with your gifts.
you're welcome!
A first grade teacher explains to her class that she is a Michigan Wolverine.
She asks her students to raise their hands if they were Wolverines too. Not really knowing what a Michigan Wolverine was but wanting to be like their teacher, their hands explode into the air like fleshy fireworks.
There is, however, one exception. Lilly has not gone along with the crowd. The teacher asks her why she has decided to be different.
"Because I am not a Wolverine."
Then, asks the teacher, "What are you?"
"Why I'm a proud Michigan State Spartan," boasts Lilly.
The teacher is a little perturbed now, her face slightly red. She asks Lilly why she is a Spartan.
"Well, my mom and dad are Spartans, so I'm a Spartan too."
The teacher is now angry. "That's no reason," she says loudly. "What if your mom was a moron, and your dad was a moron. What would you be then?"
A pause, and a smile. "Then," says Lilly, "I'd be Wolverine."
Saturday, September 23, 2000
5 days til i leave for IOWA!
so, i haven't talked to joe in 2 entire weeks now. at all. no e-mail, no phone calls, nothing. it has actually been easier than expected, but at the same time it gets harder everyday. i just wish i could see him from afar. see that he is ok and that everything is fine. i want to make sure things are working out for him. i really just want him to talk to me. i want him to call me and tell me all his stories of what he has been up to the last few weeks. i want him to let me be his friend again.
wow. one of my oldest childhood friends (possibly the oldest friend) got married tonight. really the first of my grade school friends to get married. it was a pretty surreal experience (i tought this kid how to tie his shoes!) but fun none the less. long after all the other guests had left maybe a dozen of us "kids" and the happy couple's parents stood around in the cold and sent them on their merry way to st. lucia. we all cheered and waved and smiled and clapped... and as soon as the limo pulled away the small crowd fell silent. "wow". it was all we could say.
congratulations, rob and summer!
6 days til i leave for IOWA!
Thursday, September 21, 2000
7 days til i leave for IOWA!
8 days til i leave for IOWA!
Wednesday, September 20, 2000
states to which i have been (heh):
floridaand i'll soon add:
georgia
illinois
indiana
kentucky
maine
massachusetts
michigan
missouri
new hampshire
new york
north carolina
ohio
pennsylvania
south carolina
tennessee
vermont
wisconsin
iowahow cool!
nebraska
i love it when random guys IM me. i also love original and intelligent conversation. here's an example of what not to do:
lameguy: wassup? so what do u do for fun
StepheeJoy: original… what do YOU do for fun?
lameguy: i get busy
raaaaight... now things start to get ugly. name calling ensues. mass confusion breaks out.
lameguy: just like you're pretty desperate
StepheeJoy: i'm desperate?
lameguy: are u??????????
StepheeJoy: apparently
lameguy: maybe not
the senseless conversation gets the best of me, and prince charming gets a reality check.
StepheeJoy: i have pants
lameguy: how about panties
StepheeJoy: pretty much just pants, robots, monkeys,and cheese
lameguy: that's a pretty wide variety
StepheeJoy: variety is, after all, the spice of life...
lameguy: i think i could spice up your life
StepheeJoy: is that so? tell me all about it, keeping in mind the fact that you are sitting on a computer somewhere, likely with your hand in your pants...
is an intriguing conversation still possible?
lameguy: so what do you want to hear
StepheeJoy: tell me one thing about yourself that makes you unique.
lameguy: i'll do what ever it takes to make u wet
oh. that's. just. too. pathetic.
Tuesday, September 19, 2000
i want to be able to write my stories for you. i have stories... so many stories. funny stories, good stories that you would like. i am a story teller. everything i say is a story, nothing is short and to the point with me.
my problem is this: i am a story teller. i don't think i am a stroy writer. inflection and tone and other hearing type things are too important to the way i tell my stories. i don't think i could adequately present my stories in a written form.
but, i'm formulating a plan.
yep, you got it.
9 days til i leave for IOWA!
darkness has a hunger that's insatiable... lightness has a call that's hard to hear...
-indigo girls
i'm looking for a boy. any volunteers?
i am kind of particular... but not in the usual sense. the quirkier the better.
and it helps if you have a classic muscle car...
Monday, September 18, 2000
10 more days til i leave for IOWA!
arg. nothing sets the mood for an encounter between male and female like flashing red and blue lights in the rear view mirror. luckily i could just happen to use another speeding ticket. i mean, hell... what's a few more points on my license?
and it's not like i need my money for anything else... i mean i don't owe my first born child for my education/sorority debts. and i'm not planning any roadtrips "out west" any time soon... so what the heck! i got your license and registration right here, babe.
(p.s. no, he wasn't even attractive...)
the good news here is that upon arriving home, there was a letter in my mailbox. a letter from iowa city, iowa. this is good. very good. it was just a short little note from brian, along with a coloring book picture of mickey mouse. it was ever so cute and it made my day, even in light of the former "run in with the law".
the (yet again) bad news is that i was so tickled by the letter i thought, "hey, i'll scan those pictures of mickey and post them so the world can see what a lucky girl i am." little did i know, the scanner was hungry and it had a craving for mouse.
here lies my wonderful picture from brian; crumpled, torn in half, and inky... but loved none the less.
(whine.) k, i'm done.
i don't mean to get all sorority girl on you, but i had to give my girls mad props! all their hard work has paid off and tonight we'll be welcoming 14 beautiful and wonderful women into the first phase of our sisterhood!
cheesy cheesy cheesy... i know. but this success has been a long time coming, so congrats, girls!
love in our bond!
go ahead. it's ok to be jealous.
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2000 11:01:38 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: Gosh
To: Stephanie Sweitzer (sweitze2@msu.edu)
From: Mickey Mouse (Minnies_boyfriend@go.com)
Dear Stephanie,
Oh, boy! I can't believe that I'm getting an chance to write to you! I'm really sorry that it's taken so long to write, but I've been SO busy here greeting guests, being in parades, sending birthday wishes (although I make Goofy do that most of the time--what a good guy!) and doing shows that I haven't had time to do much else! What I'm writing to say is that Minnie and I miss you so much! We decided that you were one of our favorite cast members ever and we want to you to come back as soon as possible. My friend Buzz says that you've been helping him out stopping evil emperors. Gosh, that's swell!
Things aren't the same without you here. As much as I love using my magic in Fantasmic, it's just not right without your being there to cheer me on to triumph of good over evil. Please come back. The animals at the safari say they miss you, too!
Oh, no! Donald was trying to fix the refrigerator and something has gone terribly wrong! I'm afraid I have to go help out (and eat as much cheese as possible before it spoils). I hope to see you real soon.
Your pal,
Mickey Mouse
P.S. Give my best to all of your friends from Kilimanjaro Safaris and Chatham Square!
"being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect, it just means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections."
i wish i could tell joe that. if i emailed it, or even snail mailed it... i'm afraid he would see it was from me and just ignore it. i hope he's happy... i hope this is all worth it for him.
Sunday, September 17, 2000
sara announced to me today that she has begun to doubt the exciting and awe inspiring life that i lead. appearantly the number of days until i leave for iowa (i almost typed florida... must be some freudian thing) is not important to her.
however, she (being some sort of blonde) clearly was unable to communicate to me the type of exhilerating experiences she wishes i would post for her.
so sara, this one's for you:
11 days til i leave for IOWA!
brian and i were talking the other day about various kinds of friends. it occured to me that i haven't spoken to some of my very closest friends in months... years even. "how is that possible?" one might ask.
well, there are a few choice people out there that at some point in my life i grew very close to. they were all my best friends at some point in time, and all though time and distance may have temporarily seperated us, nothing has changed in my heart. should anyone of them ever need anything, i'd be there for them in a heartbeat. and even though it has been so long, i would never feel awkward about calling anyone of them up to say hello and we'd talk for hours as if we had been together all this time.
so, i just wanted to say hello to some forever friends that i haven't spoken to in a long time. willy, schmerica, kimmie, rachael: you're always in my heart and i miss you!
oh, gee. do you think i could relate to this anymore? no, i really don't think so either. it's as if andrea is one of those pesky other voices living inside my head... (did i just say that? that can't be good....)
12 days til i leave for IOWA!
Friday, September 15, 2000
13 days til i leave for IOWA!
14 days til i leave for IOWA!
Thursday, September 14, 2000
proof that i am a galactic hero. now in more ways than one!
wow. really, just wow.
mimicry may be the highest form of flattery, but blatent plagerism is just wrong.
debbie zembala: galactic hero or evil emperor. you decide.
before you make your final decision, make sure you check out her "what am i?" page. i admit, i adapted the idea from other pages i liked... but i certainly told them about it, and used my own words...
Wednesday, September 13, 2000
15 days til i leave for IOWA!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BRIAN!
16 days til i leave for IOWA!
Tuesday, September 12, 2000
so today i was made painfully aware of something that until now i never could've imagined. b.t. from alabama informed me that we all have doubles. fake doubles... bizarro doubles. they look just like us, but they don't act like us... and if you find your double and kill them... you will get all your power back. because clearly, they are leaching off of your power. now he knows this is true because just today alone, while standing in the toy store he saw 3-4 exact doubles of people he knows walk by through the mall. although it may have been because he didn't have both of his contacts in...
that which does not kill us makes us stronger.
that's why i am a super hero today. without the support of my psychologically imbalanced family, my evil ex-boyfriend, and my ever so understanding and helpful professors... i may never have grown to realize my innate super-powers, and the world would be a darker, colder place.
so, i've concluded that one can actually consume half a dozen "galactic pops" in one sitting and live to tell about it. it has now been 24 hours since the radical experimental proceedure took place, and i am in fact still alive.
now as you know, our studies have found high levels of psychoactive drugs in those harmless seeming popsicles. a two popsicle dosage has been known to cause bizarre, twisted, and even frightening dreams in test subjects. one can only imagine the effects of not two, not three, not even four or five, but six pops on the average human system. (ok, yes... i'm not average) while clearly the consumption of so many "galactic pops" should have had a preponderance of devestating and catastrophic effects on me... the shock to my system was indubitably so traumatic that i have blocked all effects from my memory. while i am still alive, i am certainly functioning in some bewildering state of denial. something may have actually gone terribly wrong...
this can't be good...
Monday, September 11, 2000
read my lips. no new bushes.
17 days til i leave for IOWA!
18 days til i leave for IOWA!
Sunday, September 10, 2000
yeah!
i just got the best phone call. after days and days of nothing and empty and boring and dull... the phone rings.
"hello?"
"is stephanie there?"
"this is..."
"hey! it's brian!"
i knew it wasn't safari brian (he is not a tenor) so that left one person: MOVIE BRIAN!!!!
it was so good to talk to him. i miss him bunches. i miss them all bunches. i miss always having somewhere to go and someone to talk to.
anyway, he'll be here to check out pictures any day now... so, "hi, brian!"
so he says to me, "i don't need this kind of confusion in my life right now. i'm glad you know what you need from me but i don't care. i'm setting boundaries so don't call and don't come over... we are having a conversation... but that's all i have to say to you. i'm letting you go now."
click
Friday, September 08, 2000
i may no longer be funny, but this kid always will be. even if no one appreciates his humor as much as i do... that would be ok too though since i am incessantly amused by his wit.
i actually used to be a pretty witty person (quick like a fire ant as we say in chatham square). i was so funny i could have been at the comedy club every night. you would've waited in line for hours to get into my show.
turns out i am now actually pretty stupid. i'm not funny. and in fact, i really have nothing special to say at all. i no longer have anything to offer the world. how sad.
inspire me.
Tuesday, September 05, 2000
ok, there are lots of new pics. also i moved some files around and added some new folders so, if you notice anything funky let me know. everything should be working though.
Monday, September 04, 2000
i added two new pics of safari drivers, one pic of babs, and one misc. pic to the disney photo page.
so it's maybe 60° here and there is a nice breeze... enough so you can here the first few crinkly dry leaves of fall scratch against the pavement as they blow down the street. it's overcast, but sort of bright and it's perfect! it's "football weather" for sure.
i love fall... it's my favorite. i don't think i could ever live somewhere with no distinct seasons.
Sunday, September 03, 2000
congratulations spacegirl .org - .com !!
i don't know what this is, but it looks cool.
Saturday, September 02, 2000
anyone wanna buy me the top four pics on this page?
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