Saturday, February 28, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "Five Or Six Dudes Jump Out Of Nowhere And Just Start Whaling One This One Guy"

Music: Dope - You Spin Me Right Round
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Evidently the majority of the student organizations at Bucknell University can't scrape together $20 extra dollars to donate to an MS charity.

There is this 24 hour dance to raise money for Multiple Sclerosis research (The Students Against Multiple Sclerosis [S.A.M.S] dance), and the way it gets money if by having usually organizations pay a minimum of $20 and they get to sponsor one of the 24 hours (meaning they get to pick the theme and the music). But individuals can sponsor hours too, and that's what it ended up being, mostly. There ended up being a big 5 hour block with no sponsors! That made me really sad. Eventually Emily, Addie, Lauren and I put together $33 to sponsor another hour. God...the frats just couldn't take $20 out of their beer budget to help a good cause...Well that's not fair. Two frats sponsored hours. Phi Psi and Sammy, which I think is the poorest frat on campus. ::sigh:: I gotta get off this before I wreck my own mood.

And it would be such a shame to be grumpy today. It's beautiful out with a clear blue sky and a warm breeze. Spring is coming and I can really feel it. Days like today make me envy Carrey House's porch. They have this nice big front porch that they can sit on on nice days like this. Edwards had a stoop. Even Galloway has this kind of wall thing around the stairs leading to the side door that they can sit on. It makes me sad.

In closing, I need to get groceries. Really badly.

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Thursday, February 26, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "Man Listening To 'Highway To Hell' Actually On Parkway To Waukegan"

Music: Live - Selling the Drama
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Hair is straight. Very very sraight. I won! I beat my hair! In your face, genetics!

I even managed to tame the flippy on the side of my head.

In other news, my eyes have decided that they are not blue anymore, for the third day in a row, I am sporting green eyes. Very odd

I also made *perfect* scambled eggs this morning. Just enough cheese, not over cooked. Perfect.

Now on to actual news.

I need to finish this CD for the S.A.M.S dace. I'll admit, I'm being overly anal about this, but I just want everything to flow. I'll admit that it may be a little heavy on cover songs for the average Bucknell student's tastes....but they can take it. It's for a good cause. Besides. I managed to restrain myself from filling the thing with Shonen Knife and Bis. I think I've earned the right to be picky as to flow issues! And this one works. Oh man. I just added the last track and I can honestly say it is one of my crowning achievements. I know everyone at the Bison is going to be like "Where's all the Outkast and Jay-Z," but the flow of this album is beautiful...::sniff:: brings a tear to my eye...

Looking back on today I really should have gone grocery shopping. I'm almost out of Milk (I swear, I must go through a gallon a week...). Maybe I'll squeeze that in before the meeting tonight.

Wow. I just totally ran out of stuff to say.

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Music: Poor Old Lu - Crushed
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You're Watership Down!

by Richard Adams

Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're
actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their
assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they
build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd
be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.


Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

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Wednesday, February 25, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "Suborbital Ballistic-Propulsion Engineer Not Exactly A Rocket Scientist"

Music: Lit - Miserable
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Is it even statistically possible to fuck up entirely on every single project you try to accomplish? If not than just call me a phenomenon, because that's exactly what I've managed to do this past half week.

Let's take it day by day.

Monday I had my Human Impact on the Environment test. I just have no clue how I did on it. My biggest worry is that I didn't put enough information in my answers, but I worked up to the last minute. Still, it's been worrisome enough for my to have one of my increasingly frequent anxiety attacks.

Have you ever had an anxiety attack? They're terrible. My breathing speeds up along with my heart and it feels like I'm going to be violently ill. They usually last until the situation giving me the anxiety has been aleviated. The one today lasted the full 52 minutes since we didn't get our tests back. It was terrible. I can't even remember what I took notes on.

Tuesday was the day of that presentation. I crashed an burned. I had to do a presentation on a history book, so I admittedly had to stretch for discussion questions. Unfortunately, no one said a word in response and I studdered so much that I must have seemed really unprepared despite the 25 pages of notes I had sitting in front of me. And Keith took back the class before I was done, so that didn't help me too much. That and my book report was total shit.

Today I had an econ test which left me really hurtin'. I studied for 4 hours, no TV, just instrumental music in the background, just studying. Fat lot of good it did me. I sat down and had yet another attack. I was so busy feeling sick that it took me forever to write anything down and I was panicing so much that I couldn't remember what I had learned. I'm convinced I fucked up royaly. I barely had time to do the essay questions and I don't think my one graph was quite right (this is after I wrote the wrong one to begin with).

Day's still not over, folks. I still had HIE and Spanish. HIE was the site of the 52 minute long anxiety attack mentioned above, and in Spanish I was horrified to learn that my 300 word response paper (which I had cut down massively to at leas come close to the stated word count on the sylabus of 200-250 words) was not long enough when compared to some of the multi-page theses that the other people were handing in. Evidently word got around to everyone but me that the paper *ought* to have been about 2 pages. That and I didn't write up a list of new vocabulary that was supposed to be handed in with the paper. Since Sra. Guerrero is one of the nicest ladies in the world, she's letting me email her the vocab list.

Even still, I'm this close to giving up entirely

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Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "French Unveil 'Arc de Capitulation' - New Monument Celebrates French Cowardice in Face of Adversity"

Music: David Bowie - Diamond Dogs
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It's over! Dear God the nightmare has ended!

I did my presentation on the Action Francaise today. It's odd. I worked so hard for so long and didn't even get through half of my stuff. And yet I'm not mad. I'm just glad it's over. Now all I need to work on is tomorrow's Econ exam and the reation paper for Spanish also due tomorrow...

::sigh:: Maybe it's not over, than.

In happier news, I found a cheap flight to Toronto for Spring Break, so that helps. I just got to find when V can accomidate me :)

Meh. Not as much to talk about as I thought. Did want to mention that I have mad coding skills and managed to alter this template to be larger and better accomidate all the crap I stick in the side bar :P

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Monday, February 23, 2004

Music: Bis - Are You Ready?
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Finally on time: Message from Jersey Monday!

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Today's Onion Headline: "Video-Game Characters Denounce Randomly Placed Swinging Blades"

Music: Dropkick Murphys - Upstarts and Broken Hearts
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You know the day is going to be something special when you wake up and actually say, out loud, "Fuck it. I'm not wearing pants today."

So I'm gonna stick to the Pijama and Sweatshirt combo I've been rocking so far today.

Now for the interesting stuff.

Yesterday was Girls Day Out. We really need to do that more often :)

It started out, as all good things do, at the mall, but since it was a PA mall on a Sunday, we only had until 5 to peruse the tiny and random stores before the whole mall closed up. I got two new movies (because, as Emily was kind enough to point out, I really needed more movies ), Runaway Jury, which I've seen and loved, and American Splendor which I've wanted to see since I heard about it.

After the mall closed, we were going to go to the movies, but nothing was playing. We ended up going to an early dinner where we gorged ourselves on Applebee's food and two varieties of desserts. It was glorious. Too bad after that I had to go back to reading my damned book.

As for today, I have way too much to do. I have the last hundred pages of my book to read, a book report to write, a test to take that I can't get myself to care about, and a bunch of forms to fill out and mail back to my Dad.

In this flurry of activity, how can I possibly be expected to find time for non-pijama pants!?

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Saturday, February 21, 2004

Todays's Onion Headline: "Woodland Pals Hold Impromptu Oompah-Band Jamboree"

Music: The Wallflowers - I Started a Joke
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The power has been out for about half han hour already. It totally sucks. I am beginning this entry while sitting in a darkened room with no internet connection, 80% battery power on my laptop, and no heat in my increasingly cold room with no heat.

I don't even have the option of procrastinating on my book anymore. There's nothing else to do!.....except type in this entry field and send post it when we get the connection back!

Let's get down to business.

Last night we made candy houses at Galloway. It was so fun! My group used the box of our grahm crackers as a base and stuck the crakers to the side with the sticky icing. We even made a fully supported roof structure! It was a very pretty house. The other groups made "igloos" instead, by turning one of their candy bowls upside down and pouring icing on it. Cheaters :P. I am happy to announce that our house won Best in Show.

While we were looking at everyone's house we were continually cracking jokes. Ken made a few cracks about one house that really wouldn't be funny if I wrote them down. Suffice it to say I was laughing so hard by the end that I felt sick. It was great.

After the judging, Ben, Ken, and John thought it would be a fantastic idea to take the gingerbread cutout trees and people and stand in the middle of Sixth Stree, pitching them to one another so as to hit them with a wiffle-ball bat. Even the drunks thought they were nuts.

Okay I just got totally teased. The electricity came back for about 2 seconds and is now gone again....the heater didn't even have a chance to start...

Back to the story.

After the candy houses, we played video games on the wall screen. Mario Kart was so hot on that, and everyone really enjoyed Mario Party. After MP, most people left the house to go play Bachie Ball on the academic quad. It was cold so I stayed in...with the wall screen and a hooked up Gamecube...

I will never love SSX3 so much after that. What looks cool on my tiny TV looks amazing on the wall. It was incredible. I can't wait to move in there next semester.

By the time I was done with that, it was 2 am , so I slunk back to Edwards, completely sketched out by the fact that the parties had spilled out in to the actual street, and the fact that there were random people hanging around the first floor.

I locked myself in and woke up this morning just before noon...then I made some scrambled eggs....damn...I'm not going to be able to stretch this out any longer, am I?

::sigh:: Back to work, I guess.

*Later addition - Total time without power: not quite two hours*

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Thursday, February 19, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "Tony Randall Secedes From Union; Declares Himself Independent Nation Of Randalia"

Music: Calibretto 13 - High 5 (song really reminds me of my friends :P)
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Things are moving along nicely with my French Anti-Semitism book. It has seven parts and I have seven days to complete it....but I need to find time to write a report on it in there too....okay so maybe things aren't moving along quite as nicely as I'd thought they were....

Okay now I'm trying to figure out why I'm in such a good mood....

My hair is a total mess. I have ass-loads of work. And I just ate about a third of a wedge of brie, something I know I'm going to regret later.

Maybe I'm in such a good mood because of the weather. It's so nice out! Granted, it's not that sunny now, but it was, and there is a wonderful warm breeze. I can't wait to go to the grocery store, even if I'll only be outside for the walk from the car to the store :P

I'll be back in a bit!

* * * * * *

Day shot all to hell.

Grocery store was fine. I got in and out quickly. Got everything I wanted. But now I wish I had taken even less time.

Matty's off to Iraq. Plane takes off at 4.

I tried his cell, but the voicemail picked up immediately. So I tried his home line, and his sister told me I'd just missed him.

This really brings me down, but I know that I said goodbye and he knows that we all wish him well. Goodbye had to start some time, right? And besides. Now we can count down to when he comes back.

In other news, that brie finally kicked in. I now feel like I have five or six lead weights in my belly.

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Tuesday, February 17, 2004

Today's Onion headline: "CD Slowly Integrated In To Own Collection"

Music: The Juliana Theory - Shell of a Man
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Hair's looking good today. Not flat as a board, but I think I like it better this way.

Not that that is out of the way, I would like to mention that I am *swimming* in new music to listen to. I ripped a grand total of seven of V's CDs while I was home, bought two for myself, and two more just came in the mail from Amazon when I ordered them about a week ago.

So far I'm through about four CDs. This is insane. As if this wasn't enough, I want to get the new Garbage CD now. I think I need to cut myself off from buying music for awhile. It's getting pretty expensive.

In other news, I still have about 485 pages of my French Anti-Semetism book to read. We had Topics today, and I thought it went pretty well. There's this one guy in the class, Keith, who is a Senior and crazy smart. He's, I think, a history major so we all feel pretty stupid.

Now anyone who has ever had a class with me knows that I can't keep my big mouth shut. That's part of this class, though, so it works out. But when Keith starts talking everyone gets very very quiet. He usually makes excellent and well thought out points, but sometimes (and understandably so given the course subject matter) his political leanings keep him from expressing every facet of his argument and he assumes that the opinion he is expressing is just a given.

What happened today was that we were discussing a German scholar by the name of Paul de Lagaurde. Now this guy pretty much hated everything about the Germany he was living in during the Bismark era, so some of his stuff makes him sound like a ranting old man. There are plenty of things that you can rip Lagaurde about, but not that he never came up with some unique ideas for the time.

So we're discussing some of deLaguarde's ideas and Keith makes another one of his well thought out statements that really set us all to thinking. He then remarked that he (deLagaurd) was doing "what all conservatives do: bitch and moan and not come up with any new ideas of their own." From where I stood, he was wrong. And...well...I said something...

I'm probably making this sound bigger than it was. I didn't even realize I was saying it until it was out in the air. It was something to the effect of "Well that's not quite right. He did create a brand new quasi-religious ideology custom tailored to Germany. That was pretty new."

It was more the fact that I felt brave enough to follow Keith, even dissagree with him, that made me really surprised with myself. I've been shell-shocked at this school since Freshman year, but maybe I really am getting better! Maybe I'm getting my voice back!

Of course after this Keith did a good job rebuffing me, talking about the nature of reaction versus action. I would have loved to take another swing, but the discussion leader was moving on.

In short, I think I'm well on my way to recovery.

Plus, I get to lead discussion on my book next week ::grin::

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Monday, February 16, 2004

Today's Onion Headline: "Georgia adds Swastika, Middle Finger to State Flag"
Music: Something Korporate - Ruthless
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Now that I'm in a better mood (that's the kind of crap that happens when I skip my morning coffee :P), another Message from Jersey Monday!

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Music: Forces of Evil - Angry Anthem
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Why did I even try?

Today saw my first attempt at straightening my own hair...and it failed. Now instead of looking like I have a bird's nest on my head I look like an extra from some community theater production of "Chicago."

So basically I look like shit.

I could have done any number of things wrong. I don't think I'll use the blowdryer at all tomorrow and I'll use more straightening gel.

I really wish I could just get comfortable with my appearence. That's been one of the real problems I've had lately. I'm just not thrilled with what I look like anymore. It was nice to have people comment on my hair. Made me feel like I really looked nice, which is pretty rare when you go to a school known for being really really rediculously good looking. Around here it wouldn't even matter if I was looking particularly good, since there are girls with noses, chests, hips, and cheekbones that they were able to select at a doctor's office.

The social climate here really blows. If I wasn't getting such a great education I'd be out of here so fast...Thank God I made friends with a nice *normal* group of people. They make this place as agreeable as it is.

God...growing up, all the pretty girls in school had this long, straight, butter-blond hair. At first I really wanted that, but when I hit High School I thought of my curly hair as a sort of rebellion. Now I want straight hair just for myself. Because I want something different. I had perfectly straight hair for three days and I felt really good. Now no matter what I've done to it over the last hour I just can't get my hair to do that. I have to be doing something wrong. I really want to figure this out.

Fuck it. Looks like I get to walk around today looking like shit.

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Sunday, February 15, 2004

Music: Pep Squad - Jamie's Kisses
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For the benfit of those not here, my straight hair. Only have a picture of me with my glasses. The ones with me and my contacts were taken so close to my face that they show every single imperfection and freckle I have, so yeah, they get scrapped.

Heading back to Bucknell later today. First going out with the mommy to get (1) hair stuff and (2) late lunch. This means I probably won't be back at school until late, but I should find time to see people.

On a totally different note, V let me rip five of the six discs of the Tooth and Nail Records 10th Aniversary collection she got, plus the second Something Korporate CD. I also bought two new CDs: Forces of Evil and The Juliana Theory. I haven't heard anything from the Juliana Theory, but we were at Scotti's and I wanted a new CD. I told V to pick me a CD and that's what I got. I'll listen to it when I get back to school.

Going to the mall on Valentine's Day was fun. Lot's of guys running around at the last second. And Matty bought me and V chocolate! Awwww...

One last thing about the hair. Everyone I've seen loves it. It took Matty until we were halfway across the parking lot on our way to Scotti's before he finally did the double take and noticed. On the other hand, Giffen "was, like, 'wtf?'" before we even got in the store. That was amusing.

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Saturday, February 14, 2004

Music: Garbage - Cherry Lips
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I don't feel like myself. I don't look like myself either. It's fun :)

I went to get a hair trim yesterday with my favorite hairdresser. She does such a great job on curly hair, it's amazing. It's so sad she's leaving. She's really nice and it's very hard to find someone who knows how to cut curly hair well.

So since this was going to be the last time she could do my hair, I decided to try something fun. I asked her if she could make my hair straight for the day. I've never actually been able to get it any further than wavy, but I trusted that Sara would pull it off.

An oh man...She sure did...My hair is a straight as straw, but still really soft. It took a blowdryer, straightening gel, a round brush, and a flatening iron, but she did it. The ironic thing is that I was initially going to get it cut very short, but was talked out of it. My mom told me not to do anything too drastic. Heh. And I cme home with this :P

It looks so weird. It totally threw me off for the whole day. It just feels totally different even when I just move it. Curly hair does this kind of bouncy thing on the back of your head, but now my hair just does a swishy. And it will stay like that until I wash it.

It strange. I've always loved my curly hair since it was so different, but this straight hair looks pretty cool. Since my layers are for curly hair, I have three separate and distinct teirs to my head, but kind of looks cool.

One thing's for sure, I don't look like a twelve year old. I barely look like me. I do look more mature, but it's just such a drastic difference. But everyone I've talked to so far says they like it

This might be something fun to do every now and again, when I have the time to go through all that rukus.

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Monday, February 09, 2004

Music: Reel Big Fish - Brand New Hero
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Message from Jersey Monday!

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Music: Green Day - Redundant
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Hello, Moral Crossroads. How are you?

Remember that toilet thing I mentioned in the last entry as the reason why Mr. Cuervos and I are in a fight? It's a full blown jihad now.

Look. I know that it's easy to have a little too much and when that happens, getting sick really is the best thing for it. The fact that this person missed the bowl on part is, sure, mostly their fault (or toilets *are* a big oddly shaped), but when I found them in there they felt so bad that I didn't have the heart to get mad. I just gave them some saltines and sent them back upstairs to get some sleep. I knew Buck (our custodian) would be pissed when he went to clean the bathrooms on Monday, but there was nothing for it. It was 3 a.m and I wanted to sleep.

Fast forward to this morning. I am a total coffee drone, so I was washing my thermos out in the kitchen sink as usual when I run in to Buck. We say hello and he asks me if I knew anything about the mess in the bathroom.

Thank God I'm a pretty good actress when I want to be. I said no I didn't, I must have been really asleep when it happened (Buck knows I'm the one closest to the bathroom) but the mess had been there for awhile. He sighed and told me that he was going to have to write this up and send in for charges, and those charges meant that the *first floor* would be picking up the tab for the damage.

Now here's my problem. The person responsible was not from the first floor. None of us had anything to do with it, except for me who helped the person responsible feel better. I really don't want to have to pay for something I didn't do *and* prevented from getting worse. Technically I should just turn the person in, right?

I can't do that. (1) They're a friend. (2) I promised I wouldn't say anything. But the real clincher is that (3) the charge would be university record. With that on record as an alcohol related incident, the University could use it's new overly-strict alcohol policy to suspend or even expel this person. That's right. For getting sick the person could be expelled. I can't have that on my conscience.

All I can think to do now is maybe try to get Buck to charge the whole house instead. He can't pin it on just the first floor. I know it seems shitty, but having 20-something people, among whom is the guilty party, get charged less than a dollar seems more fair to me than having 4 innocent people be charged the whole cost.

My biggest worry is that Buck knows I know who it is. He's, like, ex-military and I'm not so sure how well I'd hold up under interrogation.

This really sucks. And so does the fact that I have to go to class now :P

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Sunday, February 08, 2004

Music: Less Than Jake - Mr. Chevy Celebrity
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Jose and I are in a fight. Mr Cuervos has a lot of explaining to do about why he made somebody leave the downstairs bathroom looking like it does.

The old Global college from last year got together for a re-run of Island Night: Mixed drinks and Good Company. Just about all of the old crowd showed up, too, with a big appearance by the 2B alums. It was nice to see everyone again, and the image of Don walking around with a 40 in a paper bag will stick with me for awhile.

I also now realize that I'm not too much of a moron when I drink. I remember being the only one walking around with water, and I also brought up Saltines for everyone to eat. I didn't have too much. One shot of Malibu and a Tequila Sunrise, so I was good. Even without drinking much, I had a good time. Hansen brought over his guitar and started taking requests...so long as those requests were John Mayer songs. But yeah. Having everyone hang out again was fun.

In other news, I'm looking forward to doing my spanish homework. That's right. I'm really enjoying "La Casa En Mango Street" I seriously recommend the English version (or if you want, the Spanish one) to anybody. It's a quick read too.

At the moment I am trying to convince V to spend Friday falling on her ass with me. My mom found a little ski place in Vernon which is kinda by where we live. Nothing is better than falling and looking stupid with friends.

Speaking of snowboarding, I had forgotten that Lauren was taking pictures...

That's me waving my arms like a moron going "gah..gah...forward bad...don't want forward! want stop!" and Andy doing his best not to laugh at me.

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Friday, February 06, 2004

Music: Green Day - I Fought The Law
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This has got to be my most slack-ass day on record.

All week I was debating whether or not to go to the one class I had today. I ended up going only becuase I had a quiz which I didn't study for but knew almost everything on.

But let's begin at the begining....

I woke up at ten today just in time to remember that I said I'd sit at the table for bowling signups, even though I'm not going. I had about 55 minutes before I had to leave. Good! Time to get dressed? Oh no. Not today. I just threw my big hooded sweatshirt over my PJ top and put on some boots and a coat.

So I did table duty in my pink and beige flannel pants where I was supposed to study for my quiz. I didn't. I chatted with Emily and Addie for an hour. Ben stopped by toward the end and told me that doggies that Carrie was looking after were in his room. So of course I had to go see the puppies instead of study. They were cute little terrier things. One looked more like a really huge chihuahua than a terrier, but the were cute and ate ghram crackers. I helped walk them over to Galloway house before finally getting back to Edwards...

...where I didn't study, but rather changed my socks and played Bejewled. Then it was time for class...

...which I pretty much went through in a waking coma, but still managed to participate more than 50% of the class. I'm seriously waiting for that poor guy to just start going "Bueller...Bueller..." one day.

And now what am I doing. Well I'm going to have to put on real pants for my meeting at 5:00 for IR majors. That's a pain in the ass. Then I'm either going to sit on my ass playing Civ, or go over to Galloway and harass them.

First, though. I'm going to finish my coffee ("cofe? coffe? cofee?").

Oh! And as for news, I'm going home on Thursday to spend time with the people Canada had taken (V and Daddy). So yay that. I might even try to find time to drag V snowboarding that weekend ::grin::

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Thursday, February 05, 2004

Music: Hawksley Workman - No Reason to Cry Out Your Eyes
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Sometimes you've just got to bitch. Unfortunately, not every problem you (and I mean you in the sense of everyone in the world) will voice will earn you any sympathy. Now I know when you compare having to write a 15 page paper to, say, cancer, nothing seems so bad. But some day to day things are less likely to earn you a "Damn. That sucks." from your peers than others.

One that note, I present....

Things people say that will not earn them any sympathy - Volume One

"I couldn't get the car in my first choice of color, so I had to get my second choice." ~ heard last time I went to the VW dealership with my car for a checkup. Take it easy, dude. Sure it's a pain that you didn't get the color you wanted, but you're still 17 with a car. And a nice one. Sorry you had to get a different shade of green.

"This reading is only ten pages but it's *soooo* boring I just can't do it." ~ heard outside the door of my Spainsh class. Again, this is one of those pain in the ass things, but voicing it will not gain you any sympathy. People in my European History class had about 200 pages to read by Edmund Burke, who was known *at the time* for being long-winded.

"I hate it when the cleaners don't bring my laundry back on time. It was supposed to be here today." ~ heard in the lobby of the student union. All of these types of comments could be sympathy worthy, but this one has the added strike against it in that this guy does not do his own laundry (and yes I can say this because I know this guy and I know he sends all his laundry away to be done). The only way to make absolutely sure that your laundry is done when you want it is to do it yourself, but if you don't have the time or the will to do it yourself, you're gonna be at the mercy of other people. Plus, it was only a little after 10 in the morning. They don't finish their rounds until noon.

"Naw. I haven't finished the reading yet. What was I doing? Well...it's pretty dull stuff and I've been meaning to watch The Two Towers commentary track..." ~ Me. I'm just a moron and Edmund Burke is really long.

"Man...I really want to make this a four-day weekend for myself, but I have a quiz in my one class on Friday. Doesn't that suck?" ~ Me again. The people I was at Perkins with had every right to look at me the way they did. If I can't haul my ass out of bed for an hour at 2 in the afternoon, I should be shot. So, yeah...I'm going to class on Friday....

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Wednesday, February 04, 2004

Music: Garbage - Only Happy When It Rains
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Jakita Price is a nice person. On a related note, I feel like a mean person :P

After finding out that Jakita, not Chiquita, was a student here and not some random lady from Williamsport who made up a number on the fly (this phone number sounds so made up it isn't even funny. too many 5's), I've really been wondering what to do.

She actually called a few minutes ago after finding my entry adressed to the person I thought was running around in Williamsport dodging debt collectors. Looking back on that entry I would have taken offense myself. She was really sweet about it and now I feel like a total asshole.

This is probably gonna sound pretty dumb and self-rightous, but I really need to be more careful with how judgemental I can get. What if it actually was some lady in Williamsport named Chiquita who had made up a phone number? She probably would never have found out about that entry, but I still would have said some nasty things. I wouldn't know her. I'd be making a blanket character assumption based only on my interaction with ruthless people who were looking for her. I wouldn't know why she was in debt. Maybe there was a legitimate reason. Maybe there was an emergency. And I would have still said mean things about her.

I guess fortunately it was a girl named Jakita who goes to my school and was really cool about the fact that someone had made blanket statements about a situation they knew nothing about. She had more than a right to bitch me out, and I'm not sure if I would have had that kind of restraint. Thanks Jakita!

::sigh::Well. I think I'm just gonna shut my mouth right after I eat some crow.

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Music: Super Furry Animals - The Undefeated
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I just realized that I never said anything about the fact that, on Monday Ben Stein was here!!!!

He gave a speech which just about everyone on campus came out to see. So many, in fact, that they simulcast it in another auditorium. I was lucky to get there early with people and we got good seats up in the balcony.

Ben Stein really is a character. He was very witty when discussing his book "How To Ruin Your Life" (which I plan on getting soon), and very coherent when discussing things of a political nature. I can really tell that it was a good speech since we were all still talking about it afterward.

If you didn't know Ben Stein was a Republican, you live under a rock. So of course he had a few things to say of a Republican vein, but was less preachy than some of the school's other speakers. On all issues but one: his anti-abortion stance. He was very adamant about that, but many of his other points were more centrist than anything. Unfortunately no one paid any attention to those points and just got pissed about his abortion views.

He made an interesting point about the futility of contempt. He did this by relating how, while he does enjoy debating with Al Franken (how cool is that!?), he had a slight problem with the level of contempt Al felt for his opponents. I think that is a nice sentiment. Respect for your opponent, and the idea that people can still get along despite differences of opinion.

I really had a respect for the fact that, while a campaigning Republican, he does not agree with everything that the current administration is doing. For instance, and this might make Jason happy, Ben Stein is very pro gay marriage. How interesting is that? Of course not a single person talked about that later and one person I know even went so far as to say that if he respected his gay friend as much as he said he did (Stein said that one of his very closest friends is gay and the idea that someone would think of him as immoral or bad only on that basis was "heartbreaking"), than he wouldn't be a Republican.

Oh well. Maybe no big bridges and understandings between the two political sides of campus were built out of this visit, but we did get Ben Stein to quote gangsta rap, do the Clear Eyes bit, and, of course, Bueler...


*~"Wait a minute. Aren't we supposed to be watching Raiders of the Lost Ark?" Dominic Monaghan "The Two Towers" cast commentary track (so funny. Definitely as good as the Mallrats one)~*

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Music: Shonen Knife - Tortoise Brand Pot Scrubbing Cleaner's Theme (Seaturtle)
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A be-lated Message From Jersey Monday (blame snowboarding):

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Monday, February 02, 2004

Music: New Found Glory - Bruised and Broken
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The aftermath of yesterday's snowboarding is a mass of bruises, aching muscles, and a massive post-concussion headache. None of my limbs move as well as they should and my abs are burning.

I seriously can't wait until our next trip!

Okay so here's how the day started. I got up way too early (6:45) and put up and away message. After making some tea, I proceded to put on the two under-layers of pants Carrie gave me and then the big and complicated over-pants. Right after I finished putting on my shirt, I realized I had to pee, but that would wait until I got to Galloway.

I packed all of the basics (lip balm, cash, credit card, driver's license, and eyedrops) in the pockets of my jacket and went to the house. I there spent 5 minuts in the bathroom re-fastening my pants after peeing.

You think we were on our way to ski yet? Oh no. First we needed doughnuts. Then we needed gas. *Then* we got going.

It may surprise those who know me to hear that we didn't get at all lost. The ski place (Sawmill) was just so small that we didn't see it the first time. And this place was *tiny.* You could see the end of all the run from the lodge. But it was nice. Very very well kept runs.

Rentals were a pain in the ass. I told the guy I wanted snowboard boot but he gave me ski boots. I didn't know the difference, so I spent twenty minutes trying to clip the damned things closed (they're like corsets for your ankles) and when I got up there to ask for my board, the guy was like "Oh. You wanted a board? Those are for skiing, you know."

Of course I wanted to board! I told you that twice you stoner moron!

But I eventually got my boots (nice ones too). The boots could be reason enough to snowboard instead of ski. They felt more like sneakers and were just overall way more comfortable, so I was happy. My board was pretty okay, but I thought the bindings looked kind of shadey (more on those later).

Everybody got their stuff (Lauren, Carrie, and Andy brought their own so they had to wait for us other three :P) and we headed out back toward the slope. Andy was nice enough to teach me the basics of snowbaording: heel-side vs. toe-side, getting up on to the board (I still can't get up on heel-side very easily), and stopping. After that we went up on a run. I freaked out and made myself fall just about every time I really got going, but Andy was really patient. Eventually Carrie and Lauren found us and we let poor Andy go take a run without having to babysit.

I started getting some confidence up, so I started going fast...really really fast. I stopped myself at a point where I could see the bottom of the run, and started again. Still going super fast, I started stopping by the bottom, leaning back. This wasn't good enough, though, since I hit a huge line of snow someone had kicked up and fell forward (can't figure that part out) and took a big fall right on my face.

The entire group came up behind me to see if I was okay and I said I was. In all honesty, I wasn't. My head was spinning and I had twisted my knee. I decided to go take a break back in the lodge and hope my head would stop spinning, but that got boring after awhile so I went back out. Back to the trail I had done before.

This was a very bad idea since I had no confidence in myself anymore and just fell over and over again if I ever got to stand up (which was rare). I hadn't even made it halfway down the run when Andy found me and tried to help, but I was too off to even try. I had a splitting headache and just wanted to lay down. My big idea was to un-clip completely out of my board and just walk down, but even that didn't go as planned. Remember the shadey bindings? Well one of the bindings had frozen and didn't want to give me my foot back. I was just so hurting and frustrated that I wouldn't give up on getting back my foot that I used both hands to pull at the release trigger. Unfortunately, this eventually worked and sent my board flying in to the woods by the double black diamond...in the powder. Not only that, but I ripped off about half of the nail on my right ring finger. Pretty lame injury, but it hurt a lot and was bleeding pretty bad. At this point Jeff skied by and saw my bleeding finger. He went down to tell the others I was hurt, which was nice of him. I stuck my finger in the snow for a bit, than walked in to the powder to look for my board. When I found it, I told Andy he could head back down to meet the rest of the group and I'd walk down. And walk I did. I made to the bottom without any real incident, but my finger hurt pretty bad. Turns out that after Jeff's announcement, the others thought that I had like a broken leg or something.

I went in to the nice ski-patrol pace for a band-aide and hid back in the lodge for awhile, deciding that maybe I really did need lessons from a pro. I rented a helmet and booked a private one for 2:30.

Everyone came in and we had a little lunch before the went back out. I waited in the lodge reading Carrie's book on Freud until it was lesson time.

When I took the lesson, the guy said I was already doing pretty good. We even skipped one form of stopping after I chained a heel-side and a toe-side together trying to avoid a little baby skiier in a lesson. Mostly it was nice to learn how you're supposed to chain and it gave me my confidence back...too bad I was too exhausted afterward to try another run.

At about 4 something we headed home, unfortunately not to sleep, but to the Superbowl party.

I took some Tylenol before bed and that's the end of the story.

But before I finish this entry I'd like to point out that I really had fun. I'll bet this post doesn't make it sound like it, but when I was up and moving on the board it was great. I'm gonna keep practicing and trying to get good. After all, the better I get, the more fun it will be.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to take some more pills so I'll be able to walk to class.

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