April 2002 archive
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April 30, 2002
Goodbyes Christianna's going home and
Goodbyes
Christianna's going home and Bob's moving to Chicago. It doesn't really feel like the end
of something, in the way that high school did, but I will be sad to have
my friends so far away all of a sudden. I'm glad I get to keep Pato for
a while.
Ooooh ahhhh
A sort of blogging glossary!
I have carried on a blogversation and have constant bloggerrhea.
Loudly announced for the Evil
Loudly announced for the Evil Suitemate to hear:
Roommate: So, how's that rash of yours doing?
Me: Shut up - at least I don't have head lice.
I don't think she pays any attention to us. Sad.
Blogging programs (with a brief
Blogging programs (with a brief side-note)
I like a lot of Movable Type's features (why do I feel like I have spiders in my hair? AAAAAAAAAAAH!) but Blogger Pro
has the advantage that you can post from any computer with internet access
- not just from a computer with the program installed. Then again, MT has
the advantage that you don't have to be connected to the Internet to make
a post, just to publish it. (Right? There isn't a lot of info on how
MT works on the FAQ page). And MT is cheaper than Blogger Pro. What do
I want, what do I want? Maybe I should wait until MT lets you post via email.
And figure out if I know what I'm doing enough to even install MT! What do you think of Blogger Pro or Movable Type?
Exams over! Computer Science exam
Exams over!
Computer Science exam went pretty okay. One paper left to go and I'm finished with college. Wow.
Do you still remember what your last college (or high school) exam was?
The Tuesday This-or-That
Which is worse: a driver riding your bumper or someone pulling out in front of you with their car? I think that someone pulling out in front of me is worse because I think there's the potential for more damage there and there's less you can do. With a car riding your bumper, you have the fear of being rear-ended. With a car pulling out in front of you, you could hit them and be hit from behind.
Can you do 10 push ups? If you paid me, I probably could.
Do you bathe/shower in the morning or in the evening (or at all)? I try to do it in the morning but it often ends up being the afternoon or evening. I don't like to go to bed with wet hair because it goes in funny directions in the morning and it's thin and straight enough that it's really noticeable.
Michael or Janet Jackson? Or? What means this "or"? They are very clearly the same person, who was pumping out too many albums so they had to create a second (and LaToya is a third) persona. Have you ever listened to them? Looked at them? Watched them dance? They are the same person!
Which do you enjoy most? Your bedroom or living room? My bedroom is my living room here. But at home I guess I prefer the family room because that's where the family is. But just wait till I get my computer home!
Bathroom or kitchen? I know what Alfie's answer is! But mine is kitchen. With the oven on. Mmm, toasty.
Crayons or markers? Crayons, generally. Markers are never even enough and always bleed through. Depends what you're marking on, though, I suppose. Markers for posterboard, crayons for coloring books.
Leaves falling or flowers blooming? This is a Fall/Spring question in disguise. I like both but I guess I prefer Fall.
Fred and Wilma or Barney and Betty? I hate the Flintstones. I hate lots of cartoons.
Fame or fortune? I like Ashley's answer - fortune, because then you can buy fame.
srah | 8:04 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack | Tags: memes, tuesday this-or-that |
April 29, 2002
Go ahead, call it a
Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
My roommate
is funny. She always turns music on right before she leaves, as if to say
"There isn't enough music in your life, srah, so here is something for you
to enjoy." Hee hee.
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The best thing about the Honors Institute is...
The feeling of a crisp $10 bill in your hand after you've received your deposit on your never-used Honors Observatory key card and handed in your Honors Senior Evaluation full of reasons why the Honors Institute is in no way beneficial to Albion College or to me in particular.
Ah, I love the smell of refund in the afternoon. It smells like... freedom.
Mmm, tastes like chicken
Email from the college president:
"Becky and I hope you can join us as our special guest at a cook-out celebrating the 2002 Senior Class! The theme this year is "Derby Days" so gallop on over to Bellemont Manor on Wednesday, May 1 at 5:00 p.m. for the final lap before Commencement."
Note on the cafeteria menu:
"Wednesday, May 1, there will be a special party for seniors only hosted at Bellemont Manor by Peter and Becky Mitchell. It will start at 5pm and end at 7 pm and a very special and unique menu has been planned for your eating pleasure."
Am I the only one who sees a disturbing connection here? It couldn't be... Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...
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Graduation countdown: 6 days
6 days.
Freshman year, a game of multilingual Uno broke out on our hall. French, Spanish, German, maybe even some Samoan found its way into the game as we called out numbers and colors and tried to translate things like "draw two" and "reverse". The only rule: no English. It was a level of multilingual fun we don't even get in I-House.
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New buttons
Did you notice that I have new little buttons for my daily (or weekly, depending on how you look at it) memes? Yessir. I made one for every day of the week - even the Friday Five, which already had one. That way I can link to the meme without doing it in the title. You'll just have to be patient and wait for the rest of them to be revealed.
Go ahead, call it a cocoon crash
My roommate is funny. She always turns music on right before she leaves, as if to say "There isn't enough music in your life, srah, so here is something for you to enjoy." Hee hee.
April 28, 2002
Yechhh My favorite musical artist,
Yechhh
My favorite musical artist, Andrew W.K., is in The Onion this week. Whenever I hear that name, I think of W.K. Kellogg, the cereal magnate.
"Why should I change my
"Why should I change my name? He's the one who sucks"
I don't remember ever hearing anything about Office Space
when it was out in theatres. Did anyone see it in the theatre or did it
just gain this cult following after it came out on video?
srah has musical trivia of her own
Name three movie musicals that involve people pretending to be cows or bulls. There may be more than the three I'm thinking of...
The Sunday Op-Ed
1)Thunderstorms
What is a great reason to have a big window with a great view?
I had a view of the back yard of Wesley freshman year and now I have a nice view of the intersection by the Dow, which is also sort of nice in a storm, except for the stupid frat boys running outside in the rain. We can always hope they'll be struck by lightning.
2)Sex
What is not exactly the same as "gender" but I can never remember what the difference is?
I can't. I think one is biological and the other has to do with your sexual identity but I can't keep them apart. Anyone know?
3)Bubble Baths
What's something I've never taken?
When I was little, I couldn't have them because I used to get bladder infections and there was apparently some kind of connection. I think I've only had one bath total since 1991 or whenever it was I got chicken pox.
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April 27, 2002
Grandma
I'm wandering around my site, fixing things, adding other things, tweaking things...
I haven't looked at some of my Projects in years, but I always love to see this picture of my grandma at school. In some ways she looks a lot like I did when I was younger and in some ways I think she's a lot cuter.
My grandma is cool. My Tudor-Stuart England professor was talking about how grandparents and grandchildren are often similar because everyone tries to raise their children the opposite of the way they were raised. You can see that between my grandma and my sister, who tease and pick on each other all the time because they're so much alike.
She has a lot of interesting stories, too, that come from her parents divorcing and her mother taking her back to Germany in 1930, at age one. She was American citizen in Germany during and after WWII, then went to the U.S. as an American citizen who only spoke German. It must have been quite difficult. I'm proud of her.
Fascinating
If I lived in Middle-Earth, it would be in:
The ShireTake the "Where in Middle-Earth Would I Live?" Quiz |
Graduation countdown: 7 days
7 days. One week to go till I'm sitting up there, either sweating in my graduation robes in the hot sun or with the rain running off my taller neighbor's mortarboard and all over me, while some investment-guy alum blathers on to us and PT lisps about how excellent our class is and rah rah Liberal Arts at Work. Can you tell I'm looking forward to it?
One day last summer someone signed the guestbook on my website, leaving their name as "John Hannah".
'Yeah right,' I snorted, and went on with my life. Then a few days later, he signed again, insisting it was him, saying that he liked the site, and that he'd like to contact me. So I left my email address in the guestbook, thinking 'What the hey'. By then there was some more information that made it sound more likely that it was actually him.
He did email me. He said he liked the site and and asked how I got involved. Through the information he shared, I came to believe that it really was John Hannah. So there I was at work, getting no work done and emailing back and forth with John Hannah. When I wasn't emailing back and forth, I was checking my email every two seconds to see if something new had come in. There were only three messages, but I still didn't get anything done all day.
In one of the messages, I mentioned that I was going to England soon and that I'd be going to see his friend Neil Dudgeon in a play he was in. Upon discovering that I'd be in London, he gave me the number of someone to contact at Twickenham Studios, where he was filming "The Memory of Water".
So when I got to England, I called and talked to this contact at Twickenham. We were calling back and forth all day, trying to set something up. Finally, it was discovered that John wouldn't even be filming on the day that I could come in. But that's okay, because he wanted to meet me, so he was going to come in especially for me.
!
So my London friend Denzylle, my sister and I went down to Twickenham and had to wait for the 2nd assistant director, one of the people I'd talked to on the phone. She walked into the room and shook my hand, and I noticed that someone had walked in with her. It was John Hannah! He looked strangely normal - I didn't recognize him at first. I think I expected him to be sparkly or have an odd glow, being a movie star and all.
We went to the little juice-bar thing next door and John bought us water and we talked for about 45 minutes about what he was working on then, what he'd just finished, what he's doing next... and he was interested in what I was doing, too. He asked "'Is this as weird for you as it is for me?" Um... probably more so.... He seemed quite amazed by some of the information we had about his work and kept going 'How did you know about THAT?'
Tom Wilkinson (In the Bedroom, The Full Monty, Shakespeare in Love, etc.), who's also in "The Memory of Water", came over for a minute, shook our hands, seemed to think having a website was pretty weird, and went upstairs to watch cricket.
Anyway, then we were done and we were getting ready to go and he kissed each of us on the cheek before we left. I almost fell over backwards and had to keep from squealing until we got out of hearing distance.
(geek)
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Graduation countdown: 8 days
8 days.
Last year in Grenoble I went out for a walk one day with nothing to do. Cheryl was out doing something else and I was bored so I wandered around downtown for a while and ended up on the quais of the Isère, just below the Bastille, one of the smaller of the mountains around Grenoble. So I decided to climb the Bastille. It's not like I needed climbing ropes or something - it's just a zig-zag walking path up the mountain. But since I hadn't really planned the expedition, I was wearing jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt, carrying my backpack, and hadn't had anything to drink since my morning cup of tea. And yet, I set off up the mountain. It really wasn't that hard until I started getting out from under the tree cover. By the time I reached the last set of steps to get to the top, I had to sit down because I was seeing stars. Then I had to scramble around and find myself something to drink so I didn't die of dehydration or heat stroke or stupidity or being out of shape or whatever it was that was killing me.
Climbing the Bastille is a lot more fun when you have someone with you and when you're prepared for it, as I found out this summer when I climbed it with my dad and a bottle of water on our summer trip to England and France.
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News from Albion "people.albion.edu web
News from Albion
"people.albion.edu web sites can stay online for a year. So you have until next May to relocate your website."
That's nice. I could potentially wait until I have money. Not that I will have money next May. Sigh.
Picking on fictional characters Just
Picking on fictional characters
Just giving 'Enry a taste of his own prescriptive medicine...
"Look at her - a prisoner of the gutters;
Condemned by every syllable she utters.
By right she should be taken out and hung
For the cold-blooded murder of the English tongue!"
Not that it has anything to do with Henry Higgins or GB Shaw - it's all Alan Lerner's fault.
Musical analysis?
Katie's Musical Trivia Quote made me put the My Fair Lady soundtrack on. Ah, Rex Harrison.
'Enry 'Iggins is such a prescriptive grammarian. Or a prescriptive phoneticist or something. He's pretty much just a jerk. Does anyone know if he was like that in Pygmalion? I've never read it, but I've seen the movie. Mmm, Leslie Howard.
Leslie Howard played Ashley Wilkes in Gone With the Wind. What an unfortunate pair of androgynous first names.
srah | 3:34 PM | TrackBack | Tags: henry higgins, linguistics, movies, my fair lady |
Freeeeeeeeeeedooooooooooooom!
The other paper's not due until Monday. I declare today My Day. I will go scan things and play with Photoshop and maybe my Photos page will actually be linked to things.
I'm actually almost looking forward
I'm actually almost looking forward to it Episode I hopefully taught
us not to expect too much from the prequels and I think if we remember that,
Episode II should be pretty fun. My problem with Episode I was not Jar-Jar
Binks (although he was annoying) but the fact that everyone spoke English and there didn't seem to be much of a plot or character development.
Time has a review of Episode II here. It comes out May 16. I'll go see it, but I'm not camping outside. It'll be interesting to see if anyone does.
[link via reenhead]
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Ding dong Tudor-Stuart England is
Ding dong Tudor-Stuart England is dead. Crappy paper is handed in.
All done. I am also done with Spanish. One paper and one exam to go.
Woot!
Ma petite soeur française aux États-Unis
Sophie is coming in July! We are going to make cookies and pancakes and watch musicals and speak English and go see the Mackinac Bridge. Woo hoo!
The Friday Five
1. What are your hobbies? Computer fiddling, reading (when I have the chance - certainly not during the school year), watching movies.
2. Do you collect anything? If so, what? I collect quotes and postcards from places I've been.
3. Is there a hobby you're interested in, but just don't have the time/money to do? I wish I had more time for reading and money for travel.
4. Have you ever turned a hobby into a moneymaking opportunity? Instead of having a lemonade stand when I was younger I tried to sell art on our lawn extension. I remember our neighbors across the street bought one of my pictures.
5. Besides web-related stuff (burbs, rings, etc.), what clubs do you belong to? International Student Union, I-House Council and Residence Halls Association. Woo me.
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April 25, 2002
Prononcer palabras Denz was commenting
Prononcer palabras Denz was commenting about peanut butter ice cream
(blechhh!) and the idea of hard-to-find flavors reminded me that when my
family went to France this summer we had bergamot flavored ice cream in Nancy.
Bergamot is the flavo(u)ring in Earl Grey tea. Mmm. The first bite was
exquisite and it sort of went downhill from there. Disappointing. Is it
ber-ga-mo or ber-ga-mott? Yo no sé. I just flipped to my dictionary to
find the pronunciation (answer: it's not in there) and discovered they have
one of those security tags in there, stuck right in the middle of one of
the pages. Greaaaat. I very delicately removed it and managed not to lose
any words. My 2020-page 100 pound French/English dictionary tells me, as
far as I can make out from the phonemic characters, that the T is pronounced
both in French and English. That was what was confusing me - I was pretty
sure the T was pronounced in French but I wasn't sure if it was in English
as well. Thank you for joining my thought process.
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Lucky me, I'm one of my favorites
This quiz was created by Krazy K. Take it here!srah | 7:51 PM | TrackBack | Tags: dave matthews band, music, quizzes |
Well-traveled old bag My duffle
Well-traveled old bag My duffle bag went to France and it didn't
take me along. Antoine's brother used it while he was here and ended up
taking it back with him and mailing it back to the US. So my bag has been
to a part of France I've never been to. Harrumph. It can just stay in that
dark closet as punishment.
For a second I was scared it would be wrong...
Take the What High School Stereotype Are You? quiz.
I bet most bloggers would get the Geek or Outsider.
[via Blogatelle]
Lego srah
Hooray! I'd seen these before but never found a link to the site. Now you too can become a Lego.
At left is srah as she sees herself.
You can also see a few more lovely creations: srah as she could be, srah as she hopes not to be, and El Patito.
[via Blogatelle]
Solution (?) to procrastination problem
Solution (?) to procrastination problem I should be writing a paper,
but I want to play with my web site. I am being good in that I am not allowing
myself to play with the web site until I finish the paper. I am being bad
in that I am not actually writing the paper. C'mon, srah. If you behave
yourself now, you can have a treat later. Nah, that's alright, I don't
want the treat that bad...
srah.com is taken If I
srah.com is taken
If I were to have my own domain name, what do you suppose it should be? Suggestions? How did you pick your domain name?
Procrastination I can't write a
Procrastination I can't write a paper. It's daytime out. I think
the daylight hours would be much better spent scanning pictures in Rob Lab
and playing with Photoshop on the fourth floor of the KC. Not going outside
or anything. I don't wanna write a paper. I feel done.
Hurrah!
Although I've been talking about it all month, today is my six-month blogiversary!
The Thursday Threesome Onesome. The
The Thursday Threesome
Onesome. The Good.
Read a good book lately? Recommend a recent read - as well as your favorite book of all time....
I would say my favorite book so far is either Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris or The Falls by Ian Rankin. I read Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.'s Breakfast of Champions rather recently and it was entertaining.
Twosome. The Bad. Was it so bad that you couldn't watch anymore? Tell
us about a bad movie - did you leave or suffer through it? (Videos can count,
too)
I left during The Limey (sorry, An!) and I returned Sweethearts to the video store about five minutes in. I like movies that are so bad they make you laugh, like Where the Heart Is or Enemy at the Gates.
Threesome. And The Ugly. And then things turned ugly.... Oh, have a day
(or date) seem to go so horribly wrong it can only be described as "ugly"?
Tell us all about it...
Thankfully I haven't had one recently so I can't think of one. But I know it's happened...
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April 24, 2002
Baldwin Outside... Inside "It's like
Baldwin Outside... Inside "It's like Baldwin... without the selection."
Picnics on the Quad are affectionately known around here as "Baldwin Outside".
Our picnic today was moved inside due to a chance of rain. Thus, Baldwin
Outside... Inside. Baldwin outside is usually pretty good and there's plenty
of chips and bottled drinks to steal. But when you move it into Baldwin,
you realize how much it sucks compared to Baldwin's usual offerings. I stole
a bag of chips on principle and for tradition's sake, rather than because
I actually wanted them.
Whazzat?
And in English...
While mixing the salad, I heard the telephone ringing. I dropped the salad bowl and ran quickly to the living room, where I found it was only the TV and the phone wasn't really ringing. I swore a little and went back to the kitchen, where I found an elephant eating my salad. I scolded him and asked him politely to leave my apartment. He refused and continued to eat my salad and step on my kitchen chairs.
I was drowning! I was drowning in a sea of orange. Then someone hit me on the back and I was able to finish my breakfast in peace.
The guy across from her rubbed his moustache distractedly. She watched him without him noticing.
"Can I borrow your pencil?" she asked him.
"I didn't kill her..." he murmured.
The dogs met in the park.
"Tonight, the humans will begin to suffer the injustice and oppression that we have endured for years...
I looked the tiger right in the eyes.
"What is a tiger doing in Africa?" I asked.
"Mind your own business," the tiger replied, montypythonly.
"I don't much like these brussels sprouts," he said, hitting me on the head.
"I'm sorry," I cried, "but you knew from the beginning that I had never had any training as a chef."
He punched me in my nose, which made a "honk".
"You'll never be a chef," he replied, "You'll never be anything but a damned clown."
I left his home that day and began my journey in the world of unemployment on big, floppy foot.
My best friend was window shopping but I was licking the windows.
"Geez, you're strange," she reproached me.
"You say that because you never thought of it."
"You're right, you know," she agreed, approaching the window with her tongue.
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I wish I could still write in the passé simple
I spent my last French class writing little stories to keep myself from going mad. Forgive the grammatical errors – it's been a while since I learned anything.
En mélangeant la salade, j'ai entendu le téléphone qui sonnait. J'ai laissé tomber le saladier et couru les pieds au cou jusqu'au salon, où j'ai trouvé que ce n'était que la télévision et qu'en fait mon téléphone ne sonnait pas. J'ai émis quelques gros mots et je suis rentrée dans la cuisine, où j'ai trouvé un éléphant en train de manger ma salade. Je l'ai grondé et l'ai demandé poliment de quitter mon appartement. Il a refusé et a continué à manger ma salade et à marcher sur les chaises de ma cuisine.
Je noyais ! Je noyais dans une mer d'orange. Puis on m'a claqué sur le dos et j'ai pu finir mon petit déjeuner en paix.
Le mec en face d'elle frottait sa moustache d'un air distrait. Elle le regardait sans qu'il ne se rende compte.
- Je peux vous emprunter le crayon en papier ?, elle lui a demandé.
- Je ne l'ai pas tuée..., il a marmonné.
Les chiens se sont réunis dans le parc.
- Ce soir, les humains vont commencer à souffrir de l'injustice et l'oppression que nous avons subis depuis des lustres...
J'ai regardé le tigre droit aux yeux.
- Qu'est-ce qu'un tigre fait en Afrique ?, j'ai demandé.
- Occupe-toi de tes oignons, m'a répondu le tigre, d'un air montypythonien.
- Je n'aime pas trop ces choux de Bruxelles, il m'a dit en me frappant la tête.
- Je m'excuse, j'ai pleuré, mais vous saviez depuis le début que je n'avais jamais eu de la formation en tant que chef de cuisine.
Il m'a donné un coup de poing au nez, qui a fait un grand « honk ».
- Vous ne serez jamais chef de cuisine, il m'a répondu, Vous ne serez jamais qu'un clown maudit.
Je suis ce jour-là parti de chez lui et j'ai commencé mon voyage dans le monde de chômage à extrêmement grand pied.
Ma meilleure copine faisait de la lèche-vitrines mais moi, je léchais la vitrine.
- Punaise, t'es bizarre, elle m'a reproché.
- Tu dis ça parce que tu n'y avais pas pensé.
- Tu as raison, tu sais, elle m'a accordé en s'approchant la langue vers la fenêtre.
Mysterious noise Every time the
Mysterious noise
Every time the wind blows hard, something in our room makes a noise that sounds like mooing.
Spanish evaluation We had to
Spanish evaluation We had to do a Spanish evaluation test and if
we did well on that, we don't have to take the final exam. I placed into
Spanish 301. What an effective test. But no final for me!
The Wednesday Whimsy
If you could speak any known human language in the world, what would it be, and what would you do with that ability?
Spanish, and I would use it to communicate in Chile this summer. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
How about any known animal language? Why would you want to be able to speak with that particular animal?
I can't think of a single animal I'd like to communicate with. I think we get along just fine at this point.
Have you ever had your own made up language, either by yourself or with someone else?
Like Katie's, my family seems to communicate entirely in quotes. Alex and I started making up a language based on Spanish à la Onion, but we didn't get very far.
Describe a recent dream.
I dreamt I was being pressed to cheat on the Patito, but I didn't give in.
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Graduation countdown: 10 days
10 days.
One weekend last fall, Ligia, Juan, Alex and I all ended up at I-House with a bag of marshmallows and a can of Pringles. Juan put a little Pringle hat on top of a marshmallow head and then went to find a way to make it stay. Gradually, Marshmallowstein was born. He had a straw for a body and two more for legs, toothpick arms, and later even had clothing. Our artistic creation lived in Ligia's refrigerator for months afterwards.
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Cookies
ISU made chocolate chip cookies tonight and watched Tampopo. Apparently they used pre-packaged dough last semester, but I actually went out and bought the ingredients. Making them from anything other than raw ingredients is unheard of in my house.
Do you make cookies from pre-packaged dough, a mix, or from scratch?
You may be shocked and surprised!
... but probably not.
April 23, 2002
As if I knew what that meant
I listen to a lot of Melissa Ferrick, but not on purpose.
which Melissa Ferrick song are you?
[via the Roommate]
This is a very difficult
This is a very difficult test to take
In honor of my Tudor-Stuart England class and the 5-page Historiography (whazzat?) that I'm supposed to be writing today...
[via Secret Garden]
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Ketchup
Hey, remember the dead guy in the bushes? Turns out he was just passed out drunk, if you were still wondering. And I got a 3.5 on that stupid excuse for a paper I wrote on Ulster. I don't know yet how I did on my CS presentation. Anything else you want to know that I left hanging?
Graduation countdown: 11 days
11 days.
In the spirit of yesterday's cannibalistic song posting, I will post another making-fun-of-people song, which also happens to be a memory from my four years at Albion. This is a song I wrote for Mary Grace, the very stupid girl in my Europe Since 1500 class. It can be sung to the tune of "Amazing Grace".
Oh Mary Grace, I wonder why
this class drags on so slow.
It is because we must explain
the things that you don't know.
Oh Mary Grace, put down your hand.
Don't share your point of view
I hate to say that Adam D**tz
is not as dumb as you.
Oh Mary Grace, you taught us 'bout
the Inquisition - wow!
I didn't know The Church was much
more murd'rous then than now.
Oh Mary Grace, how dumb thou art,
up front in History.
I understand better than than you
a film I didn't see.
Oh Mary Grace, your curly hair
does nothing to conceal
that underneath that fluffy mane's
a hamster on a wheel.
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The Tuesday This-or-That Is your
The Tuesday This-or-That
Is your mouse pad plain or decorated? My mousepad came from the museum Our Dynamic Earth in Edinburgh, where John Hannah
does all of the voice-over narrations. I thought it would be clever if my
souvenir from there was computer-related, being website manager and all. Do you own a web cam? Yes or no? Nay.
Which do you do use more often online: email or search? Hmmm, that's a good question. Probably email.
Do you use HTML coding, WYSIWYG editor, or something else to create your web pages?
I use Netscape Composter for the JH site because that's how I started it.
I really ought to move on to something else because it's a pain to start
it up when I don't already have it running. I used FrontPage for my website
redesign. I probably could have done it in Notepad, but I get confused when
it comes to tables and I like to be able to see the way things are arranged.
Do you forward chain emails? Noooooo.
Do you forward those mushy stories that take 20 minutes to read? I don't even read them, most of the time.
How large is your monitor: 14", larger, or smaller? I don't know, so I'll guess 14".
Do you have a mouse with a scroller, one with two buttons, one with three? Two buttons and a scroller. The scroller makes me happy and I always try to use it on rodents that don't have one.
Do you listen to music while surfing the web? Yes or no? Sometimes mp3s or my roommate's music. Sometimes I'll actually get up and go across the room to turn music on...
How often do you clear your cookies, or cache? Would that speed things up? I suppose I should do it more often...
srah | 9:36 AM | Comments (0) | TrackBack | Tags: tuesday this-or-that |
April 22, 2002
Nothing goes with a clarinet quite like a martini
I hate clarinets, except in Peter and the Wolf.
[via Rien d'Importance]
Peeved Pet peeve of the
Peeved
Pet peeve of the Random Blog Quotes
writer: People who have no contact information at all on their blog. No
email, no comments, no guestbook. Yargh. I'm going to quote you and it's
your fault you didn't let me contact you first.
srah | 8:22 PM |