March 2002 archive
(177 entries)
March 30, 2002
Graduation countdown recap
I want to keep track. I know they don't mean much to you, but please bear with me.
54 | 53 | 52 | 51 | 50 | 49 | 48 | 47 | 46 | 45 | 44 | 43 | 42 | 41 | 40 | 39 | 38 | 37 | 36 | 35
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Graduation countdown: 35 days
35 days.
One of the last things I did, between my final exams and flying home from Grenoble was to make cookies with Sophie. It was something we'd talked about all year, but we never had all of the ingredients. So one day in May, we finally sat down and made them. It was interesting because we had the directions in English and in cups and teaspoons. We had the right measuring utensils, because the Morins had had so many Americans before. We had alsatian raising powder, which was something akin to baking powder or soda or something. We had some flour, but I don't think it was the same kind we use in the US. But we mixed everything together. We heated the oven, but it was hard to correspond the 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, etc. settings on the oven to Fahrenheit degrees. So we guessed that we wanted it somewhere around 6. We cooked about 5 trays full of cookies and never managed to get the temperature quite right. We'd put it up to 7 and they'd burn, we'd put it down to 5 and they'd be flat. But once we fed all of the burnt ones to Denis, our cookies were quite yummy and we gobbled them up.
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Queen Alfie I
I've decided my sister is sort of like Queen Elizabeth I. Not that it's a bad thing...
Queen Elizabeth had a lot of suitors all would have liked to marry her and take over the kingdom. Elizabeth never married, but didn't discourage the suitors from coming and trying. I have the impression that she didn't want to give up her power, but she liked the attention.
Becky has a lot of suitors as well, but they don't want to marry her. They are colleges who want her to attend. She keeps putting off the final decision (we tease that we'll have to have a televised press conference like they have for the big football players at her schools to announce which Big Ten school they'll go to). I have the impression that she's learned from me that once you've made your decision, the schools stop courting you and you become just another student. I think she likes the attention and the fact that they are all fighting over her.
I felt like telling my Tudor-Stuart England professor that, but I thought it would be really sad and weird to email him and share my little historical analogy. So I blogged it.
Enjoy.
srah | 12:36 PM | TrackBack | Tags: alfie, classwork, history, queen elizabeth i |
March 29, 2002
Uneven=odd?
The hem of my right jeans leg is just fine, but the hem of the left one is unraveling and turning to threads. Yesterday I kept stepping on it for some reason. I think my right leg must be longer than my left one. I think everyone probably has some difference between the two, but I've never noticed it before.
Anyone else out there have any interesting physical asymmetry?
Graduation countdown: 36 days
36 days. Little over 5 weeks. Dear me, I suppose I have some term papers and final projects to do at some point. Hmmm. Anyway, back to our regularly scheduled daily memory from the past four years.
Freshman year, our R.A., Carl, went away somewhere with his band and left his room unlocked. Big mistake. Lisa Lew and I went into his room and stole his comfortable rolly chair. Then we wrote anonymous ransom notes stating our demands, which I seem to remember were hugs for his residents (we were all very odd about Carl and I think all the girls on the hall had some kind of crush/hero worship going on at some point. I don't understand it now) and an impromptu concert in the hall by the band. I don't remember the hugs, but we did get our concert...
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The Friday Five (Illustrated)
1. If you could eat dinner with and "get to know" one famous person (living or dead), who would you choose? John Hannah, of course! I've already met him, but I would love to talk to him again. And dinner is good, too! If I had to pick someone new who I'd never met, I'd go with my favorite celebrity crush (?) of the moment, Moby.
2. Has the death of a famous person ever had an effect on you? Who was it and how did you feel? Not that I can think of. I mean, there have been famous people who have died and I've been sad, but I don't think it's really had a lasting effect on me.
3. If you could BE a famous person for 24 hours, who would you choose? Um... I guess I'd be John Hannah. Famous, but not too famous. Alex claims I can't be John because I'm a girl. Harrumph. If so, I will travel through time and be Abigail Adams, my middle namesake. Or am I her namesake? I've never understood that word.
4. Do people ever tell you that you look like someone famous? Who? I've been told that I look like Rachael Leigh Cook and one of the stars of some Australian show that apparently airs in Finland. I'm not sure if that makes any sense. Pardon me.
5. Have you ever met anyone famous? John Hannah (I am so repetitive...) and Academy Award nominee (although he wasn't at the time) Tom Wilkinson, last summer. Boy, I really need to get around to writing about that. I got Dave Coulier's autograph once at a a hockey game.
srah | 12:09 AM | TrackBack | Tags: abigail adams, friday five, john hannah, memes, moby |
March 28, 2002
Nastiness Roommate has talked to
Nastiness Roommate has talked to Nice Suitemate about the lipstick
on my towel and the blonde hairs in her hairbrush. It seems that Rude Suitemate
pretty much uses whatever she wants in the bathroom. I have taken my hairbrush back into my room. She better be using her own toothbrush. Echhhhh.
I love my roommate I
I love my roommate
I especially love that she allows me to blog about her disgusting medical problems. Thumbs-up, Roommate! Ten invisible points to you!
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What's that? I can't hear you, there's beans in my ears
I am morbidly fascinated.
My roommate has been having hearing problems for the past week or so and today she finally went to the health center to have it checked out. This was especially urgent because several members of RHA had been speculating that she had a punctured eardrum, an infection, or maybe just some insects living in there and laying eggs. Ha ha. It's fun to scare the roommate. They flushed out her ears and all kinds of lovely crap fell out. Not beans, obviously, but enough solidified chunks of earwax to sink a battleship, if you had an interest in sinking a battleship with earwax.
Now she says everything is significantly louder and more noticeable. She can hear the wind and her pants rubbing together when she walks. I'm jealous. I don't think I'm having hearing problems, but maybe everyone has nasty earwax buildup and doesn't notice it until their hearing is almost gone. I want to have my ears flushed out and hear all kinds of strange things that no one else can hear. I think ear-flushing should be the new trend on campus.
But then I have a disturbing ear-fetish, don't I? Yes, yes I do.
(What kind of search engine referrals is this going to get me? *rubs hands together greedily*)
Thus bloggeth Icicle-nose It's so
Thus bloggeth Icicle-nose It's so cooooooold in our room. So very
cooooooold. I don't want to take a shower for fear of freezing when I come
back to the room with wet hair. I will curl up in a blanket and do something
productive. Or bring the blanket over here and blog. Cold fingers. Am
now blogging in gloves. I type wsurprisingloy weololl Oopws spoke too wsoonl.
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Sneezy
For about the past half an hour, I've had that feeling where you're about to sneeze but you don't. Owwwww. Bah. Thought you'd care.
Dream
I dreamt last night that Alex and I were sleeping over at Cyndi's house for some reason and I woke up in the middle of the night. I overheard her recording a confession that was supposedly from me, and I believe she was forging some documents, too. She was setting me up to take the blame for thousands of dollars that had gone missing from her place of employment, and which she had been supposed to spend on office supplies.
Thus bloggeth Icicle-nose
It's so cooooooold in our room. So very cooooooold. I don't want to take a shower for fear of freezing when I come back to the room with wet hair. I will curl up in a blanket and do something productive. Or bring the blanket over here and blog. Cold fingers. Am now blogging in gloves. I type wsurprisingloy weololl Oopws spoke too wsoonl.
Fashion tips from the folks at JustBorn
If a loved one made me this patriotic Peeps hat, or suggested that I make one, then on top of all that MADE ME WEAR IT, I think that I would be extremely disturbed.
The instructions are here in case you want to make one for an enemy.
[via mybluehouse]
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Spanish House Dinner The Mexican
Spanish House Dinner The Mexican Dinner was yesterday. The food
was pretty good - there was some kind of really tasty green salsa that burned
my lips off. And I got to eat with Krista, which was pretty cool because I've barely ever talked to her in real life. How sad and pathetic!
Speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! Are you in a
Speeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew! Are you in a public computer lab? Right, pick
up your keyboard. Flip the keyboard over. Give 'er a big left-right shake
back and forth. And now a forwards-backwards shake. By this point, people
in the lab are problably looking at you. Now look down at the desk (hopefully
you were doing this over the desk and not over your lap). Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
Or if you're afraid of stares, just blow onto it and see what flies into
the air. Keyboards accumulate so much nastiness. I should get a nice can
of compressed air and devote myself to cleaning them. I only like to clean
things that are really really dirty. That's why I like to watch infomercials
for cleaning products. They don't clean floors that look pretty clean already.
They take these deserted haunted houses or something and decide to clean
the oven. Look how easily the grime comes off! In theory, I really like
grime. I probably wouldn't really like to clean it, but it looks cool on TV.
Graduation countdown: 37 days
37 days.
Freshman year I was in a Film class where the professor sat us down and told us to make movies, then graded us on what we did wrong. Hmmph. Not bitter or anything. Anyway, my Honors buddy Denny and I made several crappy little films in that class that I have on video and will occasionally show to people if I really like them.
There was the one where the plot was "Sometimes I want to go to sleep but there's always a party on my hall." It included me wearing bunny ears, some footage from Monty Python and the Holy Grail cut in, and a cardboard cut-out of Austin Powers. Yikes. You can see the cameraman in one shot and we switched actresses for one of the parts halfway through filming.
There was the music video where I didn't realize we were allowed to cut the song, so I had way more song than I had footage. It involved using and reusing clips of me spinning around in circles and at one point repeating all of the previous footage. Bad. I can't listen to Semisonic's "Closing Time" without thinking of that video.
There was Denny's video where Larry refused to play himself so we had Carl play him. I remember the talented camerawoman getting a shot of "Larry" with a big Republican Party sign behind his head. Very Larry. Denny doesn't act "asleep" very well.
There was my final project where I decided to make a movie sort of like Sliding Doors, but set in Albion. It might have worked out quite well, except we discovered at the editing stage, when it was too late to refilm, that we had serious sound problems with the dialogue in a few scenes. So did we cut them out? Did we rerecord the sound? No! We made it into a silent film, with little title-cards between shots. WHAT????? There are very clever little in-jokes in the music selection, but no one ever pays attention to the music anyway.
I put Ed Wood to shame.
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Thursday Threesome Onesome. Bed. You
Thursday Threesome
Onesome. Bed. You spend a few hours a night there, so tell us about your
bed - size, favorite sheets, comforter...oh, and do you make it or leave
it unmade?
My bed at school is extra-long because it's a college dorm
residence hall bed. Not that I need it extra-long. It has springs that
poke me in the back and the couch is much comfier. My favorite sheets are
forest green. My other set is green and white checked, but the pillowcases
have ruffles. Echhh! It did not mention ruffles in the catalogue when we
ordered them. My comforter is thick and warm. I leave it unmade. ALL the
time. My bed at home is a full-size bed so it's big, but it takes longer
to warm up. My comforter is older so it's not as thick so I have an electric
blanket and flannel sheets on it for most of the year. My favorite sheets
at home are my flannel moose sheets. Twosome. Bath. OK. How much time does it take you to get "ready" on the
average day - from first step into the bathroom to stepping out fully dressed....
I can take as little as twenty minutes, but I prefer to take about an hour.
Threesome. Beyond. What is your favorite room / area of your home? Tell us all about it...
Hmmm. At home, my room is good, but lonely. So I guess I'll say the family
room. Or maybe the kitchen because it's warm and it's our dance floor.
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March 27, 2002
Stars! Stars everywhere!
You know the phrase "seeing stars"? Have you ever actually had that happen to you? It's happening to me right now and I'm not sure why. Maybe I sat down too fast. Maybe I have a brain tumor. Troubling.
Graduation countdown: 38 days
38 days.
First semester of sophomore year, our suitemate was Vivi, the Spanish Native Speaker from Costa Rica. She told us once that someone had asked if she lived in a tree. So for the rest of the year, we would ask her about her home in a tree and pet monkeys and things like that and she would tell us, making more and more of the story up as she went along. You see, she lived on one branch and her aunts' and uncles' families lived on other branches of the same tree. Which is why they call it a family tree...
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Boo! Competition! I just checked
Boo! Competition! I just checked out the *coughNumberFiveSunlightOnDunnotarCastlecough*
voting for the off-campus programs photo contest. I am very disappointed
because there are photos that are better than mine. Boo! I hadn't expected
anyone else to have talent!
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March 26, 2002
Indiana Jones - 3, Nefarious Hippies - 0
If you think it's silly or sad that Steven Spielberg went back and changed things in E.T. for its 2002 release, how about changing some of his other movies?
[via yrth mirror]
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Tuesday This-or-That
Who would win in a fight between...
Batman and Superman? Superman, unless it was a fight for my affections. I have more respect for Batman because he doesn't have any super powers - just super gadgets. I identify with him better because I don't have any super powers either (that I know of...). But Superman would win a fight because of his super powers.
Aquaman and Robin? I've never seen Aquaman, so it makes the decision a bit more difficult. Robin has no powers and no Robin-tools, and mostly depends on Batman to save him. So we'll go with the mysterious Aquaman. Sounds watery. Maybe he has some water-powers.
The Wonder Twins and The Ambiguously Gay Duo? I don't know the Wonder Twins either, so I'll go with Ace and Gary.
Spiderman and Spawn? I don't know Spawn either, but I hate hate hate hate hate hate hate Spiderman, so my answer, once again, is Alf.
Do you Spring Clean or not? I have Spring Cleaning at various points in the year when I realize I'm living in squalor.
Do you check your email once every hour, more often, or less often? I have little things that are supposed to notify me when I have mail. If I'm sitting in front of the computer when I get a notification from my Albion account, I'll usually check it right away. Otherwise, I usually check it
when I get back to the room. I usually let the Yahoo! mail build up to at least 3 before I check.
Do you have one or more email accounts? I have my Albion account and my Yahoo! account. I have a couple of expired Hotmail accounts that I only signed up for so I could get an MSN Messenger screen name. I think that's it - if not, I haven't checked them in a few years!
Stiff as a board or light as a feather? I am light as a feather.
Float like a butterfly or stink (sic) like a bee? Do bees stink? I know they sting... but I've never ever *knock on wood* been stung by one. I would like to float like a butterfly.
Both feet on the floor or head up in the clouds? Head up in the clouds.
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About my refrigerator
On the outside: Magnetic poetry, a Domino's Pizza magnet, two Paris magnets, a Michigan magnet and a dinosaur magnet.
On top: A microwave, with a whole bunch of stuff sitting on top of it, sucking in the radiation. The little tiny stuffed Grover sitting there is probably going to come alive and attack us in our sleep.
On the inside: A bag of baby carrots, queen-sized green olives with pimentos, two ice cube trays (one full, one empty), salsa (mild), cheese cubes in individual serving packs, two bottles of water (one opened), carton of white grape juice, very old bottle of apricot juice I never get around to throwing away, two bottles of pink lemonade that have been sitting there unopened since I stole them from Baldwin Outdoors at the beginning of the year, two cans of Cherry Coke, one bottle of orange juice, another bottle of water I forgot to count before, and two fruit punch juice boxes.
I've decided this is a meme. Go write about your refrigerator in your own blog and link back to me. Heh heh. Or just tell me in the blah blahs like usual.
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If Alex can have Sir Ian, I can have Moby
Pal Moby is on tour and is in Paris right now.
I got this as an email forward
Pagets disease
Please forward to all of the women in your lives . . Mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts, friends, etc.
In November, a rare kind of breast cancer was found. The sister of my friend developed a rash on her breast, similar to that of young mothers who are nursing. Because her mammogram had been clear, the doctor treated her with antibiotics for infections. After 2 rounds and it continued to get worse, her doctor sent her for another mammogram, and this time it showed a mass.
A biopsy found a fast growing malignancy. Chemo was started in order to shrink the growth; then mastectomy; then a full round of Chemo; then radiation. After about 9 months of intense treatment, she was given a clean bill of health. One year of living each day to its fullest. Then the cancer returned to the liver area. She took 4 treatments and decided that she wanted quality of life, not the after effects of Chemo. We had 5 great months and she planned each detail of the final days. After just a few days of needing morphine, she slipped away saying she had done what God had sent her into the world to do and now it was her time to go.
PLEASE be alert to any thing that is not normal, and be persistent in getting help as soon as possible.
Her message is shown below:
Paget's Disease: This is a rare form of breast cancer, and is on the outside of the breast, on the nipple and aureola. It appeared as a rash, which later became a lesion with a crusty outer edge. I would not have never suspected it to be breast cancer but it was. My nipple never seemed any different to me, but the rash bothered me, so I went to the doctor for that. Sometimes, it itched and was sore, but other than that it didn't bother me. It was just ugly and a nuisance, and could not be cleared up with all the creams prescribed by my doctor and dermatologist for the dermatitis on my eyes just prior to this outbreak. They seemed a little concerned but did not warn me it could be cancerous. Now, I suspect there are not many women out there who know a lesion or rash on the nipple or aureola can be breast cancer. Mine started out as a single red pimple on the aureola. One of the biggest problems with Paget's disease of the nipple is that the symptoms appear to be harmless. It is frequently thought to be a skin inflammation or infection, leading to unfortunate delays in detection and care.
What are the symptoms? The symptoms include:
1. A persistent redness, oozing, and crusting of your nipple causing it to itch and burn. (As I stated, mine did not itch or burn much, and had no oozing I was aware of, but it did have a crust along the outer edge on one side.)
2. A sore on your nipple that will not heal. (Mine was on the aureola area with a whitish thick looking area in center of nipple).
3. Usually only one nipple is affected. How is it diagnosed? Your doctor will do a physical exam and should suggest having a mammogram of both breasts, done immediately. Even though the redness, oozing and crusting closely resemble dermatitis (inflammation of the skin), your doctor should suspect cancer if the sore is only on one breast. Your doctor should order a biopsy of your sore to confirm what is going on.
This message should be taken seriously and passed on to as many of your relatives and friends as possible; it could save someone's life. My breast cancer has spread and metastasized to my bones after receiving mega doses of chemotherapy, 28 treatments of radiation and taking Tamaxofin. If this had been diagnosed as breast cancer in the beginning, perhaps it would not have spread...
TO ALL READERS: This is sad as women are not aware of Paget's disease. If, by passing this around on the e-mail, we can make others aware of it, and its potential danger, we are helping women everywhere. Please, if you can, take a moment to forward this message to as many people as possible, especially to your family and friends. It only takes a moment, yet the results could save a life!
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Dream
I dreamt I was looking for pâté in Big Ten Party Store but I had to find it fast, because Antoine's roommate, Josh, was coming to pick us up in a few minutes. But I just kept looking and looking and looking. I think they left without me and I was still looking...
Another convert won
Joh came over and watched Sliding Doors with Roommate and quite enjoyed it. If you haven't seen it yet, I suggest you pick it up next time you're at the rental store. It's funny, sad, romantic, and makes you think. It's one of my favorite movies of all time.
If you do rent it, let me know what you thought!
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Graduation countdown: 39 days
39 days till you can sing this to me.
When she visited Grenoble in October of last year, Dr Guenin-Lelle gave us a few things to give to Pénélope, our former Native Speaker, when we saw her. Well, it took a few months, but I finally managed to pay Penny a visit in March. I stayed with her in her parents' home in Aix-les-Bains and she took me to spend the day in Annecy, drive around the lakes of the region and also on a side trip to Chambéry.
Pénélope's family was extremely kind and hospitable to me. Their house is quite modern and amazing. I stayed in her brother's room, since he was away at art school in Paris. The room was bright, beautiful, and full of his art.
Annecy, although not quite so much in March, is supposed to have such beautiful flowers that won competitions for the most flowered town in France until it was finally disqualified from continuing in the competition. It, like several other towns in France, calls itself a "little Venice" because it has canals and water running throughout.
I also got to see the largest natural lake in France and experience flooding in Savoie. The entire country was having problems with flooding, but it was less evident in Grenoble, which is behind a big dam. Near Lake Bourget, the water was nearly covering the road and in Annecy, it was flowing quickly and threatening to overflow the canals.
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March 25, 2002
Attention Albion readers My photo
Attention Albion readers My photo for the Off-Campus Photo Contest
will be on display in the Kellogg Centre later this week. There will be
voting. Hint hint. I want some cash money.
Spanish test
Piece of cake. Or rather, "easy as pie". I hope I feel the same when I get it back.
Shoooooot Here I've been blogging
Shoooooot
Here I've been blogging and I have a Spanish test in a few minutes. Forgot.
Wish me luck!
More Oscar Whinging Thoughts
Yes, Gwyneth was awful. The dress was awful and made her boobies look droopy and wrinkly. And her eye makeup was scary.
Barbra Streisand's dress was bad too.
Did you see that one makeup guy or whatever he was in the fringy tuxedo? Hmmmm.
Halle Berry's hysterical tears made me cry too. I'm such a pushover.
Ian McKellen's boyfriend is VERY VERY YOUNG! There is still a chance for Alex. He was practicing what he would say when Sir Ian called him. (It was not "Sorry, I have a girlfriend." I have hidden his body somewhere the cops will never find.) Sir Ian should have won, but if he couldn't, I'm glad Jim Broadbent did.
I don't like Denzel Washington. I think he's too preachy and he always has to be right. Just like I think Moby and I would get along, I think Denzel and I wouldn't.
Sidney Poitier isn't African-American. He's Bahamian. I'm picky like that. (I've been corrected. I knew I should have looked into it some more before I said it. Fie, research, fie!)
Shrek sucks! Monsters, Inc. should have won.
Amélieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
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I'm in class Can you
I'm in class Can you tell? No, me neither. Printer's not working
so basically I'm killing time. I should be working on the lab due Thursday.
Naaaaaaaaaaaahh.
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Why did this exist?
Does anyone remember seeing "AlfTales" on TV? I don't.
PromoGuy's Monday Mission 1. What
PromoGuy's Monday Mission
1. What helps you get started every morning? Tea is good when I have
a chance to make it. And when the milk is not chunky, like it was this morning.
BEEEEURRRK! Also... sitting in front of the computer until I wake up. 2. What is the most memorable thing anyone has ever made for you?
Hmmmm. Anita from the JHAC made me a neat wall-hangy thing and sent it
to me out of the blue. That's the first thing that immediately comes to
mind. Ah yes, Dively made me an excellent clipboard that I've been using
for two years and everyone is jealous of. Of which everyone is jealous.
Ahem. It has pictures of John Hannah, the Eiffel Tower, the Scottish flag,
a rabbit, and all kinds of cute little srah-things. 3. What music are you currently listening to in your car? In my
car? Ah yes, my replacement car (loaned to me by my parents, since Roger
is wasting away) has a tape player... that works! I forgot that one can
listen to music on such a thing! So right now, the radio is probably tuned
to the Jackson oldies station. 4. One thing I like to do is buy USA Today on Wed, Thur and Fri. Even
if I don't have the money, I will find a way to buy them, because I just
love reading them. What is one "splurge" you allow yourself, even when you
shouldn't? I don't know if I have monetary splurges so much as time-splurges.
I will blog or read blogs even when I'm really busy and I know I should
be doing something else. I sound like an addict. I think I am. 5. Have you ever been given a "second chance?" What happened and did you make the most of it? Hmm. Don't think so... can't think of any occasions where that's happened.
6. Do you have a lot of friends outside of your own ethnic background? Yep. Especially this year, what with all of the international students and all.
7. What was the last situation that really, really pissed you off? The Oscars pissed me off a bit...
BONUS: Who's your friend when things get rough? I never recognize the bonuses, so I'm going to answer that my friend is Alf. I hate Alf. I think I'm insane.
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Graduation countdown: 40 days
40 days.
And 40 nights?
One day, early in sophomore year, we were hit by an attack of the Sophomore Slump. After living on top of each other in Wesley the year before, we found ourselves broken up and spread across campus. So Jillian, Erin, Jen and I got together to hang out in Jillian and Erin's room. We sat in the Isolation Corner and sang and danced to depressing songs. We were still sad to be separated, but we discovered that even if we weren't just down the hall, we could always get together when we were down.
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March 24, 2002
Science in the hands of Psych and French majors
What do you do with Peeps that have gotten so stale that they are physically inedible? Yes, that's right, you torture them in every way possible. Twenty seconds in the microwave is good for a Peep. They expand to enormous sizes and become sort of edible again. And if you were curious, Peeps are flammable, just like normal marshmallows. I wish we had a digital camera - now we're going to boil poach one. It smells like toasted marshmallows in here. Mmmmmmmm.
Exercise? Wazzat?
I really ought to do something active once in a while in some kind of effort to "get into shape". I know, I'm giggling too. It's not that I need it in terms of physical appearance, but I really ought to be able to brush my hair without breaking a sweat. I should take up *snort* jogging or something and take some time away from vegetating in front of the computer.
No, I just want to get rid of my body altogether. I can't wait until they create bionic bodies. I want to put my brain in a machine and not worry about fitness or medical problems or anything. Or hair. I want to be a big robot. I just need fingers to type with, please.
Graduation Countdown: 41 days
41 days.
Freshman year, a group of my friends got sick of the fraternities and sororities on campus and formed our own. It was called Gamma Kappa Epsilon, or "GKE" for short. There were already co-ed fraternities on campus, so we made ours a co-ed sorority. We never got too much done, but we did manage to have a formal, which consisted of us getting dressed up in old prom dresses and hanging out in the hallway.
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Chris' Sunday Op-Ed
Chris' Sunday Op-Ed
1) Chocolate What is the principal ingredient in Nutella, which is causing me to crave some toast?
2) The beach Where in South Carolina do I like to go for walks at night with my parents?
3) My First Celebrity Crush Why do I still watch Oliver! with a touch of nostalgia? (I have just looked at IMDb and discovered that the object of my eight-year-old affections is now 44 years old. How disillusioning.)
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Quote of the weekend
Just because Alex, Rob and I have been saying it to each other all weekend:
Deb's Saturday Eight from the Eighties
Deb's Saturday Eight from the Eighties (a little late)
1) You might as well face it, you're addicted to... tea. Mmmmmmm, tea. Haven't had any in a couple of days, so it will make me crazy. Must get some now.
2) All I really need to do is find myself a brand new... Hmmm. A new computer would be nice. I hope my computer can't read this. Roger is dead, but I'm not looking for a new car... How about a new digital camera?
3) Who's the wind beneath your wings? My family and my Patito. And lately, Jillian's been very helpful with class and whatnot. And Samata can often make me feel good.
4) Who gives love a bad name? Dunno...
5) Are you too shy? Yep, although I'm better than I used to be.
6) Do you work hard for the money? When I have a job, yes. Read that, prospective employers.
7) There's something strange in your neighborhood. Who you gonna call? The police, as soon as I've made sure it's not just me being paranoid.
8) Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Writer's block? I have Graduation countdown block at the moment. Drat.
March 23, 2002
Google search referrer
Someone in Canada knows me too well...
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Graduation countdown: 42 days
42 days.
Freshman year, Harini and Cheryl came to visit me at Albion over Martin Luther King, Jr. weekend. We built snowmen and had a grand old time.
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More fun with Peeps
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Smattering's Friday Five
1. What is your favorite time of year? Autumn. If Spring is indecisive, it's cold and snowy. If Autumn is indecisive, it's warm and sunny. Hmm, tough choice.
2. What is it about your favorite season that, well, makes it your favorite season? I always liked the beginning of the school year. And the leaves and stuff. And a coolish breeze when it's warm.
3. What is your least favorite time of year? Why? Wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinter. And it won't die.
4. Do you do anything to celebrate or recognize the changing of seasons? No, don't think so.
5. What's your favorite thing to do outside? I like to study on the Quad when it gets warm. And I like bonfires.
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Graduation countdown: 43 days
43 days.
I have a friend. We would meet in the KC and talk about nothing and everything, back at the beginning of the year when no one had anything better to do than sit in the KC and talk for hours on end. I thought, "We have a lot to talk about. This looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship."
But he had other plans, which became evident when he ran home one day and returned with a Pringles can. No, I lied. It did not become evident, it became confusing. "Have some Pringles," he said. "No thanks, I don't really like Pringles," I replied. "No, really, take some," he insisted. "Well, fine," I gave in. There was a red rose in the Pringles can. Was this a declaration of his true intentions or a late birthday gift? Turned out to be the former, which caused much distress and confusion and accusations of stalking until I finally gave in and gave him a chance.
I'm glad I did. I love you. Happy six monthiversary.
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March 21, 2002
MyMood
My most common iMoods are busy, dirty, lazy and unmotivated.
Boy, I'm charming.
Two things down...
Three more to go before I can sleep. Argh. I would rather just sit in front of the computer and make web pages.
Why did I do the least important stuff first? Why do I always do the least important stuff first? Because it's fun, that's why. Now I'm off to figure out what I want to do with my life. Great.
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Just for the record
If you want me to make plans for Friday May 23, 2070 at 3:24:50 PM, I'm sorry but I won't be able to make it. I'll be busy dying.
Your average life span is: 90 years old.
By modifying your Health, Lifestyle, Diet and Environment you can live to be: 101 years old.
You were born on Tuesday, August 26, 1980. You have lived 7,877 days and have 24,900 days left to live. Lets make them count!
You should die on Friday May 23, 2070 at 3:24:50 PM.
[via The Storm Brewing]
Quel Idiot!
Or would that be "quelle idiotte"? I always want to feminize things that have no feminine form. I am going to write in French in this post. If you have IE, you can mouse-over for translations. If you have Netscape, I hope you speak French.
Gist of it is, I went to read the poem for the poetry contest and said something dumb.
Prof/Juge: Vous savez comment ça marche…
Moi: En fait, non, je ne l’ai jamais fait.
Lui: Ah bon?
(après avoir lu le poème)
Lui: Vous avez p