I did! I slept until I woke up, and then I slept some more! 2:40 to 5:55! I need to do some homework eventually. But hump day is over.

I lied. Have not gone to nap yet. Followed my link to Roommate's online journal and started reading it the way I always do - looking for mention of me. Mwah ha. Not that I am in the least egocentric. She says "Yesterday my roomie went to zoo." I wonder if this lack of article is a typo or if it is in the English style, à la "My mum had to go to hospital."

She was also talking about thinking, which I didn't read in-depth because it wasn't about me, but it reminded me of the thought I came up with the other day, that I REALLY like to think things over and look at them from all the angles, but I REALLY don't like to come to conclusions. I think I seriously have a problem with it. I'm never going to get a job at this rate.

Why don't we call this journal "Srah talks about words and whines about how she's never going to get a job"?

I have such a headache. I feel like ripping my head off my neck and throwing it in the ocean and living as a headless hermit for the rest of my days. I'm going to sleep as soon as I finish this blog and I want to sleep until I wake up. And then I want to sleep some more.

Funny joke told to me by Bob at lunch: There are two muffins in an oven. One muffin says to the other muffin, "Isn't it hot in here?" The other muffin says, "Oh my god, a talking muffin!"

Hmmm. Perhaps it requires a certain kind of humour.

All right, that's all I have to say. The couch beckons.

Roommate is a big baby. She's been throwing tantrums all day. First she was dropping things on the ground, picking them up and putting them back in her mouth, then jumping up and down when we made fun of her for it. Then she threw a tantrum so I would wait for her when I was leaving I-House. What a baby.

There, I wrote about you, Roommate. Aren't you glad? Where's my link? ;)

I'm so boring, just talking about movies for the past few days. Don't worry - that's because I have no original thoughts or emotions of my own.

A big hello goes out to my two loyal (only) readers - Roommate and Boyfriend.

I am skipping my afternoon classes due to unwellness. Probably not a word, but that's okay because communication has taken place. Yeah communication!

At lunch, we had a nice session of Liberal Arts at Work as Humanities/Social Science majors did some chemistry experimenting at the expense of whoever cleans up the Baldwin trays when they get to the end of the Magical Conveyor Belt. I think the Vernors won in terms of M&M dissolving, after factoring in the coffee's increased heat and therefore increased effectiveness.

Now I need a nap.

Coming Attractions says:

"October 27, 2001... We have heard from one of our top sleuths in Hollywood, and so what we're about to report to you is the closest thing to finding out direct from Lucasfilm what's going on with the Episode II trailer. Ready?

The first trailer, dubbed the "Breathing" teaser, will definitely run attached to all prints of Monsters, Inc. on November 2nd.

The second trailer, slated to appear online at the official Star Wars website, will debut November 9th.

The third trailer, longer and containing more adult-oriented material than the first teaser trailer, will be attached to Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone on November 16th."

Le Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain (US title: Amelie) will be coming out 9 November in a theatre near you. Go and see it or I'll bite your butt. It's a lovely happy movie.

Tuesday tutorial is so stressful! Who would put a tutorial at lunchtime? This is NOT happening next semester. I hope they still want me next semester, or I'll have to find a real job.

Would you like to sign my guestbook?

"I think I just spilled my drink. That's what I get for turning it upside down."
- Cheryl Kane

Had a lovely tea with Cheryl today - we were the Table of Invisible Descriptive Grammarians. Today's new words and phrases (and two real words out of the SAT bin):

perruque out - verb - wig out - "You got all perruqued out just because your boyfriend's a prescriptive grammarian."
insolite - adjective - straight-up rebellious, nothing but outright mutiny - "No chocolate in Baldwin? That's boutsta make me a little insolite."
play with a penguin - verb - to burn a CD - "Yeah, he was really upset because he'd been trying for several hours to play with a penguin... what was I talking about?"
the hole in the doughnut - noun - all that and a bag of chips - "Yeah, he thinks he's the hole in the doughnut, but... no."
avuncular - adjective - uncle-like - "Why was that old man hanging around that young girl? I don't believe his intentions are too avuncular..."
dearth - noun - lack - "There is certainly a dearth of chocolate in Baldwin."

Later we met up with Jillian and had dinner and then she came over to watch Alex's Dating Service Videos - oops, I mean videos from home. Two more quotes of the night:

"Stay there, I'm copulating."
- Alex Rivera
"You have a quotes page? Am I naked on it?"
- Rob Sudul

"We are at a point where a word can be added one day and be part of the language the next."
- Dr. Wyss in English Language class today

I like to think that I'm doing my part to enrich the English language. I think I speak like a non-native speaker. I'm strange. I speak Spanish with a French accent, English in a sing-song way with strange vocab...

Zoo Boo was fun. I bought my roommate a lemur and I got a stuffed Grover.

I want to go to French Table today but I always put off some homework or another until Monday morning. Have to do some reading now...

AAAAAAAAAAAAH! HALLOWEEN TOMORROW! The most stressful time of the year for RHA!

Alex stole the sea from Bolivia and licked it so they wouldn't want it back. Bastard!

I think I am the most visual learner in the whole entire world. Do other people visualize words written out when they say them? Probably not. I'm probably insane.

I have had the phrase "Puedo borrar?" ("Can I erase?" in Spanish) in my head all morning. I think I'm going to start beating it against the walls.

Close Encounters was a supergood post-September-11th movie. It opened with mysterious airplane problems, mentioned anthrax, and had a general theme of mistrust of the US Army and government.

Yay me. I have four hits. And only half of them are from me. I am so popular. Possibly... not.

I just finished watching Close Encounters of the Third Kind. What a beautiful, lovely, wonderful movie. I don't know how I never got around to watching it before.

At the beginning, it was like a horror movie or Ghostbusters or something and by the end it was beautiful - just like the characters felt: frightened, then at peace. I especially liked that there was no love angle and the woman and the man were working together for a common goal. Oh whatever. I'm so happy that I watched that. I was crying by the end.

Wasn't it creepy that Barry, the little kid, looked just like the aliens? I'm full of questions about that movie. It's making me think! Ack! Make it stop!

François Truffaut is so much more enjoyable as an actor than as a director. I loved that there was French scattered throughout the movie. It made a good movie even better. "Before I got paid to speak French, I used to read maps."

What's the matter with me? I'm all mushy.

All the "advantages" aside, I did miss you while you were gone, Alex. So don't feel unappreciated.

'I was told that you would not move my desk, but my desk has been moved three times now and I used to have a view of the window and I could see the squirrels playing outside the window and they were merry.'

Or possibly "married". Hard to tell.

Bravenet is down, so I can't find out if I'm popular or not. Probably for the best, as have not yet gotten hits from anyone who doesn't live in the room.

Erin Lewis has new freshman boyfriend by name of Nick. Yay freshman boys.

Went to Roommate's concert. Was v. good and surprisingly crowded. (Am writing in manner of B. Jones's diary because am rather tipsy in manner of B. Jones?...) Was very amusing - not in manner of Carl's concert - where during the songs I wished they'd get to the 'tween-song banter and during the banter I wished they'd get back to the songs. Both songs and banter v. enjoyable at On The Go concert. Had two spiced chai lattes. V. recommendable.

Met up with Jillian and Erin, who arrived late and only caught last song. Decided to go to Goodrich Halloween party. Had no futuristic costumes so dressed all in black so as to match. Were futuristic Charlie's Angels, apparently.

Went to Erin's, played with insane cat while she changed. They have a toilet seat lid-thingy and we don't. Wish we did.

Went to my house, drank most of a bottle of wine between the three of us while playing Buttmonkey. [Another advantage of lack of 19-year-old boyfriend - can law/rules-abidingly drink.] Changed into all-black. Were a bit tipsy - I had equivalent of about two glasses, probably.

Went to Jillian's - she changed, we chatted with Joanna, Colleen came over in her retro-futuristic silver/grey getup, we declared her Charlie.

Went to Goodrich. By the time we got there, things were going quite slowly, like I was watching everything through a strobe light. Danced danced danced danced danced. Was good. Danced in circle with the gals. Jillian and I thought about dancing with Finnish Kilt Boy, who was wearing a box, but he got away.

Saw Zac(h?) from tutorial.

Zac: Glad to see you here.
Me: Um... good to see you here too.
Zac: I live here.
Me: Oh, yeah, I know.

He bit Colleen's neck and freaked her out, but that was later. Danced danced danced. Lots of theatre people there - Jillian and I felt a bit left out. Went walking through house and lost Jillian. Danced danced danced, then decided we were tired and the vino was wearing off. Went searching for Jillian - found her having another drink in Steve Art Boy's room. Hmmm. Collected her and walked her home (she was quite loopy and giggly), then came home myself.

Now am in room with four other people and must prepare for bed. There are cartoons on the television. I hate Scooby Doo.

How sad is it that I spent a big part of my day making a website that I'm never going to put up on the web? Time waster time waster time waster. I could have been searching for everyday idioms, or doing research on René Magritte.

I am so proud of myself - I skipped Spanish today and it turned out to be the day they went out into the cold cold snow and dark to take pictures in the Nature Center - and they didn't even get breakfast out of it! Yes! I was tucked away in warm Seaton studying for my English Language test, which turned out to be infinitely more valuable.

I've decided I'm going to be a graphic designer, or whatever you call a person who designs CD labels and cases, movie posters, etc. Yeah... about that... Some art training might have been useful.

Wish I hadn't spent all that time thinking I was going to be a librarian, because I might have made some effort to look into other opportunities - or maybe an additional major.

Last year at this time I was thinking 'I have so many marketable skills - people are going to be knocking down the door to get ahold of me.' Huh?

Off I go to Roommate's concert. On the go...

Good thing about Boyfriend being in Ohio: free choice of footwear with no worries about being taller than him. Yay boots.

Advantage #2: Time alone to be an individual person. Yahboosucks to Alisha. Not to say that it's all fun and games being boyfriendless, but you know what the Monty Python boys say...

"'Always look on the bright side of life'?"
"No, 'Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition.'"

2 hits. I think one of them was me in the Umbrella Office. Sigh sigh lament...

Yay. 1 hit.

I added a counter so I *can* be like my roommate and go insane over who's reading my weblog. That is... if anyone ever reads it.

I'm having fun playing with my friend Molly's random movie quote generator.

ANNIE ARE YOU OKAY? ARE YOU OKAY? ARE YOU OKAY, ANNIE? <-- this is in no way related to Molly's random movie quote generator, but as always it is in my head.

I wonder how much time I waste every day. Not that it's really that wasted - I like to relax. I don't like to be stressed. Durned American lifestyle.

Yesterday, Alisha as much as told me I don't exist as an individual - I am just Alex's Girlfriend. Well gee, that was nice. Rather painful and frustrating, actually. I love Alex... but I love me, too.

I think my English Language test went well. Tests are better than papers.

I hate snow. I. HATE. SNOW.

At first, it was sort of a fluke. Oooh, snow on 25 October - how amusing. They were just little flakes - looked like the dandruff of the gods. Now it's really puffy big chunks of snowflakes. This is not funny. This is not a good joke. It had better warm up or somebody's gonna get it. If it starts sticking, there's gonna be trouble.

Hi Roommate.

Whoever heard of cherry pie with chocolate sauce on it? Baldwin, you suck.

New vocabulary addition - the one I forgot was not a word, but a phrase:

way aller - an exclamation of encouragement, meaning 'way to go' - "Way aller, you got some thé au lait."

I love CKane. I have a good time with her.

I have an English Language test tomorrow. Eventually, I should start studying. Blogging is fun.

I don't think this Blogger thing is going to last long, because I'm so all-out about it on the first day. I will eventually forget it's there.

The Internet is fostering a disturbing trend of self-promotion. That's all it's really about, anyway. Everyone has their own personal website advertising themselves and their interests (hey, me too). Why? Who actually cares about half the stuff that's on their website? Maybe it's all in the hopes that someone will come along and say "Hey, I like Star Wars and Buffy the Vampire Slayer too. We must be soulmates" and they will find love and live happily ever after. Maybe everything we do is in some way caused by our need to be loved and appreciated. Or maybe not. I want some Chex Mix.

Sometimes I think the world has gone completely mad. And then I think, "Aw, who cares?" And then I think, "Hey, what's for supper?"
- Deep Thoughts, by Jack Handey

You know, I'm just doing this because I want to be just like my roommate... then I too can be insane and paranoid and start freaking out - "Who has been looking at my online journal? Who? Who? Who?" and pull my hair out.

And you wondered why she wears hats...

New vocabulary words to use and memorize:

ass - adverb - very, in a negative way - "This food is ass-nasty."
peunesh - verb - to punish with hot sex - "Look out or you're going to get peuneshed."
surveil - verb - to watch over, to carry out a surveillance - "I'm going to surveil the salad bar for wrongdoers."

Cheryl and I came up with another one at tea yesterday, but I forgot. Actually, we came up with several - and did some deep etymological research as well. Etymology is the one that's words, as opposed to bugs, right? I think the bug one has an n in it.

My favorite meals of the week are my Monday/Wednesday tea with Cheryl and my Tuesday/Thursday breakfast with Nasko. I think it's because I'm always hungriest then and I don't have anywhere to be. I don't like to be hurried when I eat.

I am really excited about SWII today. I'm a dork.

I had a dream last night that Alex, John Turturro and I were outlaws. We took over these people's house while they were out and locked/blocked all the doors. Just before I woke up, I was panicking because we hadn't closed the blinds.