http://nataliefisher.tumblr.com/
There ya go.
I won't delete this blog, I'll just stop using it. I learned not to delete things like this the hard way.
To my two followers (haha, I'm such a sad blogger),
Rhianna, I love you dearly. Your blog has always been super cute. Now that we're both in the tumblr world I look forward to reading yours on a regular basis. Also, come see me soon, ok? (I'll be in town this weekend!! Lunch?)
Love love.
Organic Meatbag aka Billy aka Best Blogger Ever,
You... are awesome. Thanks for reading my drivel and saying nice and funny things. I hope you'll find the time to visit my new blog once in a while...or my other two wordpress blogs. God, I need to stop with the blogs...
Anyway, thanks for being kick ass and, uh...keep kicking ass.
Thanks!
To anyone else reading this: Who are you?! No, seriously.
Alright, I'm out!
And that's what she said.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Hello friendly-friends,
I feel like a big ol' copycat, but I think I might be leaving blogger in favor of a tumblr. I know, I know...RF did this already buuuut....I really think I might too.
And I'll admit...it's mostly the pretty factor. They're sooo pretty. And I'm a graphics person, so it's hard to say no.
I still haven't made a decision, so don't fret just yet.
I promise to keep you posted, and I hope that if I do move, you'll follow me!
Take care,
Natalie
I feel like a big ol' copycat, but I think I might be leaving blogger in favor of a tumblr. I know, I know...RF did this already buuuut....I really think I might too.
And I'll admit...it's mostly the pretty factor. They're sooo pretty. And I'm a graphics person, so it's hard to say no.
I still haven't made a decision, so don't fret just yet.
I promise to keep you posted, and I hope that if I do move, you'll follow me!
Take care,
Natalie
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Late night rage.
Some days I think about deleting this blog. But if I did, I wouldn't have a safe place to say things like this:
I could squash your little head with two fingers. And I'm not even that strong.
You are small.
Weak.
Fake.
And not even worth the trouble of squashing.
I wash my hands of your inane bullshit.
Ahhh, that feels much better.
Goodnight!
Friday, July 31, 2009
The Quad.
Ah, the Quad.
Many fond college memories center around this den of faux photosynthesis (True Green is actually just green paint, ya know.)
The columns, the walkways, the triangle bench and the Exploding Cube are all key players in past experiences. I’ve enjoyed many a free period lounging in the quad’s various locales. Only when the sun is out, of course. That’s when other people are actually in the quad. If you’re seen sitting on a bench when it’s overcast and slightly chilly you’re immediately pegged as a loner…or someone who couldn’t find a seat in the café or couch area.
Living on campus this summer has given me a rare chance to see campus without having the worry of getting to my next class or deftly trying to avoid eye contact with a passerby. Campus looks…well it looks like any other day during the school year when students are simply hiding indoors. But I can feel the calm that comes with having no papers to write, no terrible “food” to endure and no parties to think about going to (I’m the only one who ever just thinks about going to a party. I assume other people actually go).
I’ve spent a lot of time in the quad these last few weeks of summer vacation. Just walking around and soaking in the very collegiate feel it has. I did the unthinkable and walked in the grass. “Gasp!” you say, “no one but the hippies and art kids walk on the grass in the quad!” Ah, so soon you forget, anonymous reader, that I am half art student. But walking in the grass also gives one the chance to actually be in the sun, which is quite good for you.
I still haven’t gotten tan.
Oh well.
When I leave Bellarmine (to supposedly never or rarely return) I will miss the quad. It’s lush grass and remaining trees. The Exploding Cube (which I regret not covering in tin foil or silk flowers). How well it hosts impromptu Frisbee games, a lunch outside and procrastination between classes. But like I said…only when it’s sunny.
Many fond college memories center around this den of faux photosynthesis (True Green is actually just green paint, ya know.)
The columns, the walkways, the triangle bench and the Exploding Cube are all key players in past experiences. I’ve enjoyed many a free period lounging in the quad’s various locales. Only when the sun is out, of course. That’s when other people are actually in the quad. If you’re seen sitting on a bench when it’s overcast and slightly chilly you’re immediately pegged as a loner…or someone who couldn’t find a seat in the café or couch area.
Living on campus this summer has given me a rare chance to see campus without having the worry of getting to my next class or deftly trying to avoid eye contact with a passerby. Campus looks…well it looks like any other day during the school year when students are simply hiding indoors. But I can feel the calm that comes with having no papers to write, no terrible “food” to endure and no parties to think about going to (I’m the only one who ever just thinks about going to a party. I assume other people actually go).
I’ve spent a lot of time in the quad these last few weeks of summer vacation. Just walking around and soaking in the very collegiate feel it has. I did the unthinkable and walked in the grass. “Gasp!” you say, “no one but the hippies and art kids walk on the grass in the quad!” Ah, so soon you forget, anonymous reader, that I am half art student. But walking in the grass also gives one the chance to actually be in the sun, which is quite good for you.
I still haven’t gotten tan.
Oh well.
When I leave Bellarmine (to supposedly never or rarely return) I will miss the quad. It’s lush grass and remaining trees. The Exploding Cube (which I regret not covering in tin foil or silk flowers). How well it hosts impromptu Frisbee games, a lunch outside and procrastination between classes. But like I said…only when it’s sunny.
Friday, June 19, 2009
ABBA can rhyme "sensible" and "incomprehensible" and English isn't their first language.
Check out that fucking title. Yes, I'm listening to ABBA. I'm also marveling at their command of the English language even though it is their SECOND language. I hope to be that successful one day.
On another random note, I find it hilarious when news anchors get mad at the weather person, as if it's their fault for the intense heat and humidity. What douches.
Speaking of humidity, did anyone else in the Louisville area feel like they were swimming outside today? I got into my car and felt like I was sucking in water. It doesn't help that my car is black. Yuuuuck.
That's all I've got for tonight. Conan is on, soooo....I've gotta go. I have big plans that include sitting in my bed with some Oreos watching TV.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
On another random note, I find it hilarious when news anchors get mad at the weather person, as if it's their fault for the intense heat and humidity. What douches.
Speaking of humidity, did anyone else in the Louisville area feel like they were swimming outside today? I got into my car and felt like I was sucking in water. It doesn't help that my car is black. Yuuuuck.
That's all I've got for tonight. Conan is on, soooo....I've gotta go. I have big plans that include sitting in my bed with some Oreos watching TV.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Always Shadowboxing
I'm just going to pretend like it's only been a few days since my last post so I don't feel like a negligent blogger.
So, new things:
1) I'm back in Louisville, and I love it. It gets kind of lonely since I only know a few people living here for the summer and it's not like we can hang out EVERY day. I'm not that fun. But it's all good. My dear friend Rhianna will be visiting at the end of this month, and my sister will be staying with me all next week.
2) I'm in my new internship at Bellarmine. I'm a design intern in the Marketing and PR Department and I LOOOOOVVVEEEE it. I get to work on real projects all by my lonesome and I work with some pretty cool people. You know you're making friends at work when you're following your co-workers on Twitter.
3) I'm looking for a second job, cause I need more problems (cause...more money, more problems...get it? Maybe it's a stretch).
So, there's this other kid that's an intern in my office. I've been working here for about a month and only saw him yesterday. He's in here again today...and I'd rather he not be. He plays rap music and chews loudly. Oh, and he burps. Blaaaah. Gross.
I think that about updates you. There isn't much else to tell, I suppose.
My fingers don't want to type anymore.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
So, new things:
1) I'm back in Louisville, and I love it. It gets kind of lonely since I only know a few people living here for the summer and it's not like we can hang out EVERY day. I'm not that fun. But it's all good. My dear friend Rhianna will be visiting at the end of this month, and my sister will be staying with me all next week.
2) I'm in my new internship at Bellarmine. I'm a design intern in the Marketing and PR Department and I LOOOOOVVVEEEE it. I get to work on real projects all by my lonesome and I work with some pretty cool people. You know you're making friends at work when you're following your co-workers on Twitter.
3) I'm looking for a second job, cause I need more problems (cause...more money, more problems...get it? Maybe it's a stretch).
So, there's this other kid that's an intern in my office. I've been working here for about a month and only saw him yesterday. He's in here again today...and I'd rather he not be. He plays rap music and chews loudly. Oh, and he burps. Blaaaah. Gross.
I think that about updates you. There isn't much else to tell, I suppose.
My fingers don't want to type anymore.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Seriously, Richmond.
I'm going on strike.
There's no sign of the sun coming out.
Therefore no chance for me to wear shorts.
I've stopped shaving my legs.
When the sun comes back, I'll start shaving again.
That is my only condition.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
There's no sign of the sun coming out.
Therefore no chance for me to wear shorts.
I've stopped shaving my legs.
When the sun comes back, I'll start shaving again.
That is my only condition.
And that's what she said,
Natalie
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