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August 15th, 2008
02:36 am
It's funny the things that annoy you at 5 am.
Like, why did I have to go and get a stupid B last semester in a class worth FOUR units?
Now it's going to cost me a semester's worth of perfect grades to put my GPA over what it was before.
UGH.
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January 23rd, 2008
12:43 pm
My current favorite song: Bowling for Soup, "Girl All the Bad Guys Want".
Everything you need is in the first four bars.
Awesome.
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January 17th, 2008
January 4th, 2008
07:39 am
Nothing like classic movies.
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December 6th, 2007
02:27 pm
Tying up loose ends is one thing.
The rush of adrenaline when you have to jump straight from "tie" to "cauterize" is unparalleled.
When I finish the play I'm writing a half hour from now, I will be DONE with another class.
Right now I am DONE with :
-English
-Research Methods
-Theatre (well.. half hour from it in any case)
...and with the exception of a 10 minute meeting tomorrow, I am done with COM.
That leaves:
-Latin(final Monday)
-Global Politics (final Wednesday)
-Post-Cartesian Philosophy (paper whenever)
Freedom is so close I can almost taste it.
To almost-quote some appropriate lyrics...
One bright (evening) when (semester's) over,
I'll fly away
To a land where joys will never end.
I'll fly away.
...
When (finals) die,
Hallelujah by and by,
I'll fly away.
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December 3rd, 2007
12:39 am
Sincerity goes a looooooong way.
It's not what you say; it's how you say it.
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November 22nd, 2007
09:14 pm
I am thankful for reunions with old friends.
Scratch that. Reunions with friends- past, present, and future.
I am thankful to be in my real bed.
I am thankful that my brothers and I grew up to be close.
I am thankful for Black Friday. Oh yes.
I am thankful that the more things change, the more they stay the same.
I am thankful that I needed a thick coat today.
I can't sleep.
I should sleep, because the television has informed me that Kohl's opens at 4am and that I'd better be there. Who am I to deny the unseen authority of a voiceover?
I think I'm going to go sit on my porch and look at the leaves and relish the cold.
I also ought to decide whether I want to travel to the Ursuline game tomorrow...
Pro-Want to see the band...
Con-Don't love the cold THAT much...
P-Mary and Janet may go...
C-Then again they may not...
P-I don't know when I'll be able to get to another game...
C-I want to be here to see people, not off in Canton.
P-I could do the whole "supportive alum" thing...
C-I have a paper due Monday, and I need to watch "Return of the Jedi" again before I can start.
P-My mom clearly wants me to go (ouch... the mommy factor)
C-I think I'll be dead tired.
I want to do it all. I have no time.
I want to -
-shop
-see everyone
-visit Grandpa
-go to the game
-decorate
-do choir stuff (I have MISSED the folk group. I hadn't even realized it until last night.)
-see some of the play practice
-WRITE MY PAPER -why, oh why, do teachers mark due dates the Monday after Thanksgiving..???-(and draft another one so I don't look like an idiot when I see my other prof Tuesday morning)
-repack/reconfigure so I leave things here
-go to movies
-baaaaaake :D heheh (although this one is on the waitlist, I think- plenty of time for that on break)
-coach speeches :D :D :D (sooo NOT on the waitlist)
-fix the mess I left in my room last time so that I start Christmas break without that hanging over my head
*Plus, it's my Mom's birthday Sunday.*
Mostly, though, I just want to see everyone. The hell with the rest (except the birthday of course). Papers can be written on plane rides. Rooms can be cleaned another time.
What I'm saying is, I don't want anyone to read this and think twice before stopping by because they think I'm too busy. I REPEAT- break is for people-for face time.
Still haven't remembered what it was I wanted to write about the other day. Hoping it will come to me... I remember thinking it was the perfect topic for a column submission... grr. Ah well. There are other topics floating around, hoping to be picked (wallflowers that they are).
And now I am off to sit on my porch and stare at the leaves.
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November 20th, 2007
10:46 am
A quick note-
The song "Raspberry Beret" has been stuck in my head for the past 36 hours.
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November 10th, 2007
12:03 am
Ho hum.
16,195 minutes remain.
In the meantime I was just given extra backup crosses to memorize... for tomorrow.
And a closing.
Yum.
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November 7th, 2007
09:19 pm
Damn.
I'm going to be 20 years old in a few months.
Did you hear me?
20.
No more hiding behind the lingering "-teen" suffix.
So, really.
Damn.
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October 31st, 2007
06:18 pm
My editor disappeared from the face of the earth four days ago, and I have a deadline tomorrow.... and three unanswered emails to her regarding the article for said deadline.
SOOOOOO... let's hope I'm a mind reader.
Yay, time to free-write.
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October 20th, 2007
11:07 pm
By the way, eat lots of broccoli.
A few stalks have more Vitamin C than an orange, more calcium than a glass of milk, more Vitamin A than most other veggies, and....
*drumroll*
It is known to produce cancer-preventative substances.
((I'm currently rooting out speech topics, can you tell?))
I know the whole "broccoli is good for you" message is old news........ but I figured I'd throw that out there anyway.
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October 17th, 2007
06:28 pm
There is a little old man named Charlie who lives in Glendale, Arizona.
I know this because I spoke to Charlie, not once, but twice on Sunday.
I spoke to Charlie twice on Sunday because my cell phone was dead.
My cell phone was dead because I was stuck in the Phoenix airport for three and a half hours trying to claim my luggage from an airline with really crappy customer service.
Because I was stuck in the airport, I used a pay phone.
Because I used a pay phone, I was supposed to dial a specific code before entering a long distance number.
Because this instruction was posted at the bottom of the pay phone, and because I had been stuck in the airport with no sleep, I did not dial the code.
So I reached Charlie. Twice.
And because I reached Charlie, he got to talk to someone that day.
He hadn't talked to anyone at all that weekend.
Suddenly I was a little less angry about being stuck at the airport, and Charlie was a little less lonely.
Now I really want to send him a plate of cookies.
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October 15th, 2007
01:21 pm
Out of class 10 minutes ago.
Class in 20 minutes.
Then work 20 minutes after that.
Supposed to go hang out with people after work (something I never ever get to do this semester), and all I can think of is how much further behind that will put me on all my papers and discussion boards and reading and research and speeches and applications and responsibilities.
Yes, I am trying to do too much.
No, I am not going to stop.
Yes, I realize that this is not good for me.
No, I do not think I will be able to get more than 5 hours of sleep out of the next 72.
Yes, I'll be fine. Suck it up and blaze on through. It's not like I'm the only one in this boat.
Keep rowing, all.
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October 9th, 2007
03:48 pm
No idea why, but I'm suddenly addicted to Sherry.
Probably because it has absolutely no relevance to anything I could possibly have to take seriously right now.
Makes for a nice balance.
(The Four Seasons' Sherry, by the way, not sherry the drink. I know, I know, I can sense how very disappointed you must be.)
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August 30th, 2007
12:09 pm - Einstein dressed as Robin Hood, with his memories in a trunk...
... passed this way an hour ago with his friend, the jealous monk.
Oh Bobby Dylan, how I love thee.
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August 28th, 2007
03:52 pm - Only YOU can prevent forest fires....
... unless of course some dude throws a lit cigarette into a pile of dried leaves in the woods. Then only HE could have prevented the forest fire.
I wonder how many typos there are in my journal...
I mean it's one thing when you type something like "undrstand", because then it's obvious that you just missed a letter, but when it looks like you actually don't know how to spell a word, it's just embarrassing. (As you can tell, I've been reading over some old entries.)
:-P
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August 23rd, 2007
12:50 pm
This is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever heard- they're saying that the Minnesota bridge collapse may have been cause by "corrosive pigeon dung" on the beams.
Now correct me if I'm wrong, but if bird crap is enough to make your bridge cave, it must have been a shitty job to begin with. (Oh how droll, I made a pun).
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August 22nd, 2007
02:25 pm - I've been thinking...
I may not be able to do it all... but I'm damn well going to try.
Who needs sleep, anyway?
;)
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August 9th, 2007
01:03 pm - You know what would rock my socks....?
... if Jack Nicholson played Albus Dumbledore.
"Well ya see Harry, Voldemort isn't scared of me because of my power. He's just terrified of my deliciously villainous mug. In fact, I'm not even a wizard. I just frighten everyone into respecting me with a twitch of my eyebrow."
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