Eventful day that means nothing...
Tomorrow, will be semi-hectic. Nang is getting engaged and everyone is satified and relieved. I just love these things because I can have an excuse to buy a cute dress.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Sunday, March 2, 2008
just like the movies
When a wreck happens in a movie, everything is in slow motion until the car actually hits. It is for affect. Yes, I was in movie or reality. I got into a wreck Saturday. My head hurts. My body is sore like I have been running a mile non-stop. Soreness.
First thing that came out of my mouth...
"I am in SO much trouble."
Brighter note: Spring Break is here. This is what I do in class anyways...
I finished my puzzle.
I started reading "Tulipomania" by Mike Dash. It's okay so far. The history of the tulip around the world...it's more to it than that. I rather finish the book and develop my own opinion until then, I will entertain. I thought it was quite clever.
"The first something to be implied by all the nothing," he said, "was in fact two somethings, who were God and Satan. God was male. Satan was female. They implied each other, and hence were peers in the emerging power struture, which was itself nothing but an implication. Power was implied by weakness."
"God created the heaven and the earth," the old, long-out-of-point science fiction writer went on. "And the earth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. Satan could have done this herself, but she thought it was stupid, action for the sake of action. What was the point? She didn't say anything at first.
"But Satan began to worry about God when He said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. She had to wonder, 'What the heck does He think He's doing? How far does He intend to go, and does He expect me to help Him take care of all this crazy stuff?'
"And then the shit really hit the fan. God made man and woman, beautiful little miniatures of Him and her, and turned them loose to see what might become of them. The Garden of Eden," said Trout, "might be considered the prototype for the Colosseum and the Roman Games."
"Satan," he said, "couldn't undo anything God had done. She could at least try to make existence for His little toys less painful. She could see what He couldn't: To be alive was to be either bored or scared stiff. So she filled an apple with all sorts of ideas that might at least relieve the boredom, such as rules for games with cards and dice, and how to fuck, and recipes for beer and wine and whiskey, and pictures of different plants there were smokable, and so on. And instructions on how to make music and sing and dance real crazy, real sexy. And how to spout blasphemy when they stubbed their toes.
"Satan had a serpent give Eve the apple. Eve took a bite and handed it to Adam. He took a bite, and then they fucked."
[Kurt Vonnegut "Timequake" 28-30]
First thing that came out of my mouth...
"I am in SO much trouble."
Brighter note: Spring Break is here. This is what I do in class anyways...
I finished my puzzle.
I started reading "Tulipomania" by Mike Dash. It's okay so far. The history of the tulip around the world...it's more to it than that. I rather finish the book and develop my own opinion until then, I will entertain. I thought it was quite clever.
"The first something to be implied by all the nothing," he said, "was in fact two somethings, who were God and Satan. God was male. Satan was female. They implied each other, and hence were peers in the emerging power struture, which was itself nothing but an implication. Power was implied by weakness."
"God created the heaven and the earth," the old, long-out-of-point science fiction writer went on. "And the earth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters. Satan could have done this herself, but she thought it was stupid, action for the sake of action. What was the point? She didn't say anything at first.
"But Satan began to worry about God when He said, 'Let there be light,' and there was light. She had to wonder, 'What the heck does He think He's doing? How far does He intend to go, and does He expect me to help Him take care of all this crazy stuff?'
"And then the shit really hit the fan. God made man and woman, beautiful little miniatures of Him and her, and turned them loose to see what might become of them. The Garden of Eden," said Trout, "might be considered the prototype for the Colosseum and the Roman Games."
"Satan," he said, "couldn't undo anything God had done. She could at least try to make existence for His little toys less painful. She could see what He couldn't: To be alive was to be either bored or scared stiff. So she filled an apple with all sorts of ideas that might at least relieve the boredom, such as rules for games with cards and dice, and how to fuck, and recipes for beer and wine and whiskey, and pictures of different plants there were smokable, and so on. And instructions on how to make music and sing and dance real crazy, real sexy. And how to spout blasphemy when they stubbed their toes.
"Satan had a serpent give Eve the apple. Eve took a bite and handed it to Adam. He took a bite, and then they fucked."
[Kurt Vonnegut "Timequake" 28-30]
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Love Day
I must have almost forgot, if someone didn't remind me. I am more excited about the fact of giving the kids the goodie bags I made. I have counted down, checked and rechecked the bag to make sure everyone has an equal share confroming to his and her personality, of course.
[picture of happy and engetic kids]
This year, we are not celebrating. I suppose we can do it next weekend. We can watch "Jumper" since it is out today. I don't like being the first to see a movie because it is always crowded. I hate crowds, maybe that is why I hate shopping. I still like to browse, but if I am at the store, I intend to buy something if not anything. I manage to always end up buying things for others...or my office "in-developing." I planned since this new year to "section-merge" my room into a bed/office/entertainment/dressing room. It is small...I should give up since it won't matter in two years...This will be another unfinished project.
I really should start doing the beginnings of my research paper since it will take the whole semester to be at least decent. I wish I was a better writer who people actually want to read and discuss my ideas, but that wish will have to wait as I get better. . .
[picture of happy and engetic kids]
This year, we are not celebrating. I suppose we can do it next weekend. We can watch "Jumper" since it is out today. I don't like being the first to see a movie because it is always crowded. I hate crowds, maybe that is why I hate shopping. I still like to browse, but if I am at the store, I intend to buy something if not anything. I manage to always end up buying things for others...or my office "in-developing." I planned since this new year to "section-merge" my room into a bed/office/entertainment/dressing room. It is small...I should give up since it won't matter in two years...This will be another unfinished project.
I really should start doing the beginnings of my research paper since it will take the whole semester to be at least decent. I wish I was a better writer who people actually want to read and discuss my ideas, but that wish will have to wait as I get better. . .
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Snow before V-Day
"i hear and i forget. i see and i believe. i do and i understand." - Confusius
Every time I see the name, I think it's so close to confusion that maybe he was just confused about life in general and somehow his proverbs can be made sense of thousand of years later. Translating from another language to english doesn't make everything sound better. Roughly translating loses it's purpose.
I picked up a book at Barnes & Nobles the other day. I was not looking for anything in particular, well, I decided to look for a cookbook....got it from a different books store...upon arriving home, I decided I needed to return it. I do not need it. I can look up recipes online even though it does not do the food justice. I have to make a French dish for Global Studies this semester. Fun stuff. I don't want to make them damn pancakes everyone always makes, so I decided to look up what normal French people eat...Okay, book store, another bookstore, a return...ah, yes, my original thought...I got a how to live green.
Have you heard? Green is a verb now. I decided to make a little bit of a lifestyle change...since all this change in climate is driving everyone mad...some don't care, but we hope they die first...just kidding. I think maybe if I keep this book something will click...I think it's such a burden. It is habits that are going to be hard. I started doing little things...recycling paper. I would not mind riding a bike around, but I live fifteen minutes for actual town. In any case, not driving is not an option. Paper, paper I can recycle. This new process will be also very expensive, but maybe if I do little baby steps, it will actually make sense enough to work.
It is snowing! And it is sticking! How exciting. It has been close to four years without this much snow. It is pretty pretty white. I just realize and you must think I am idiotic to say this, but the reason it is so bright outside when it is snowing is because white reflect light. Yeah, I know. I learn sometimes. Some information stays. I wonder if I will still have classes since they are later in the afternoon. Most of the snow would have melted away or the "salt-trucks" got to the snow before I get to campus....I suppose this day will have to see.
Every time I see the name, I think it's so close to confusion that maybe he was just confused about life in general and somehow his proverbs can be made sense of thousand of years later. Translating from another language to english doesn't make everything sound better. Roughly translating loses it's purpose.
I picked up a book at Barnes & Nobles the other day. I was not looking for anything in particular, well, I decided to look for a cookbook....got it from a different books store...upon arriving home, I decided I needed to return it. I do not need it. I can look up recipes online even though it does not do the food justice. I have to make a French dish for Global Studies this semester. Fun stuff. I don't want to make them damn pancakes everyone always makes, so I decided to look up what normal French people eat...Okay, book store, another bookstore, a return...ah, yes, my original thought...I got a how to live green.
Have you heard? Green is a verb now. I decided to make a little bit of a lifestyle change...since all this change in climate is driving everyone mad...some don't care, but we hope they die first...just kidding. I think maybe if I keep this book something will click...I think it's such a burden. It is habits that are going to be hard. I started doing little things...recycling paper. I would not mind riding a bike around, but I live fifteen minutes for actual town. In any case, not driving is not an option. Paper, paper I can recycle. This new process will be also very expensive, but maybe if I do little baby steps, it will actually make sense enough to work.
It is snowing! And it is sticking! How exciting. It has been close to four years without this much snow. It is pretty pretty white. I just realize and you must think I am idiotic to say this, but the reason it is so bright outside when it is snowing is because white reflect light. Yeah, I know. I learn sometimes. Some information stays. I wonder if I will still have classes since they are later in the afternoon. Most of the snow would have melted away or the "salt-trucks" got to the snow before I get to campus....I suppose this day will have to see.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
le café est la vie
Well, shit...
Ever wonder why coffee stains almost always leave a circle when it dries? I suppose clumsey-coffee drinkers notice. I, yes, am a coffee drinker. No, I do not spill...ever drop counts...for every drop is a second I gain of watchfullness (that made sense in my head).
If coffee was a drug, I would be in Coffee Heaven. Wait, it is! Just like a drug, I have to pay for it.
In Global Studies, I learn that in Cuba they chew or smoke cocaine like ciggerette smokers. Over here, we see them as drug-addicts, but to them we are "stupid pig-headed Americans"(i.e. say that with a French accent, it's fun). Maybe for outsiders studying American cultures we are addicts of unless things and luxury-fiends with nothing to show, but stuff. Or fiends whom always want to "one-up" someone elses. More like stuff we do not need.
As a mother-in-training, I did the American thing and gathered useless kiddy things for my kiddies. Valentines Day is drawing near.
It all started with Wal-Mart. (It always starts with Wal-Mart). Shopping with Mom and I see a bottled water with a pink cover. Of course I thought of H. Bear. I walked to the candy because I had a craving for some sweet stuff. Mostly, I saw V-day candy. Great...but I find a cutey heart thingy, I can't quite describe...I buy it. The weekend passes, I haven't given H. Bear the two mini gifts. Monday, I am still looking at it. Tuesday, Mom asks why I haven't given it to her. Wednesday, after class, I decided to waste some time at Target before I meet up with BS. I found myself a mini mailbox. How cute...a nice addition to my office space.
Browsing around the same area I found the mini mailbox, I stumble upon a V-day inspired min tin...hummm that would make a nice little something for H. Bear. . . she loves stickers...how about a card JC can sign along with me...she would love it. ..Now I need a bag to put the bottle water and heart "thingy" in (if you were paying attention in the beginning of my story, you would know. Slacker). Purchases. Purchases, I left.
BS and I had a couple of drinks and a little bit of food, then we were off our seperate ways.
I go home organize the things I bought for myself and H. Bear. I realized. Damn, Tay and ND, get nothing...favorism...I didn't mean to commit...Today, after first class let out, I decided to not leave Onna, Billy-Bob, Em, or Al off the list. I am still not done...5 down, two more to fill.
I am talking about the blue bags...I spent quite a bit. They will love it. I hope.
A little tingle in the pit of my stomache, you know that "aww" feeling. I love them.
Ever wonder why coffee stains almost always leave a circle when it dries? I suppose clumsey-coffee drinkers notice. I, yes, am a coffee drinker. No, I do not spill...ever drop counts...for every drop is a second I gain of watchfullness (that made sense in my head).
If coffee was a drug, I would be in Coffee Heaven. Wait, it is! Just like a drug, I have to pay for it.
In Global Studies, I learn that in Cuba they chew or smoke cocaine like ciggerette smokers. Over here, we see them as drug-addicts, but to them we are "stupid pig-headed Americans"(i.e. say that with a French accent, it's fun). Maybe for outsiders studying American cultures we are addicts of unless things and luxury-fiends with nothing to show, but stuff. Or fiends whom always want to "one-up" someone elses. More like stuff we do not need.
As a mother-in-training, I did the American thing and gathered useless kiddy things for my kiddies. Valentines Day is drawing near.
It all started with Wal-Mart. (It always starts with Wal-Mart). Shopping with Mom and I see a bottled water with a pink cover. Of course I thought of H. Bear. I walked to the candy because I had a craving for some sweet stuff. Mostly, I saw V-day candy. Great...but I find a cutey heart thingy, I can't quite describe...I buy it. The weekend passes, I haven't given H. Bear the two mini gifts. Monday, I am still looking at it. Tuesday, Mom asks why I haven't given it to her. Wednesday, after class, I decided to waste some time at Target before I meet up with BS. I found myself a mini mailbox. How cute...a nice addition to my office space.
Browsing around the same area I found the mini mailbox, I stumble upon a V-day inspired min tin...hummm that would make a nice little something for H. Bear. . . she loves stickers...how about a card JC can sign along with me...she would love it. ..Now I need a bag to put the bottle water and heart "thingy" in (if you were paying attention in the beginning of my story, you would know. Slacker). Purchases. Purchases, I left.
BS and I had a couple of drinks and a little bit of food, then we were off our seperate ways.
I go home organize the things I bought for myself and H. Bear. I realized. Damn, Tay and ND, get nothing...favorism...I didn't mean to commit...Today, after first class let out, I decided to not leave Onna, Billy-Bob, Em, or Al off the list. I am still not done...5 down, two more to fill.
I am talking about the blue bags...I spent quite a bit. They will love it. I hope.
A little tingle in the pit of my stomache, you know that "aww" feeling. I love them.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Boring Trait
When the days start to lack on complaints - life begins to get a little boring and routine.
Surpises are one thing, but turn of events get a catagory of its own.
So I rather be boring now. It will keep me on track. Ready to pass through obstacles easier because then I will know what I am up against.
So had anyone seen the new Mac Air? Oh my goodness, I cried a little when I saw the promo on Apple.com. I bet you all have seen its commercial, you know the one where the model pulls the existing laptop out of the yellow enevolpe. I would be afraid, I would break it, but I know I will cherish it forever. Now is the time to save and buy my first huge purchase. I am ready for the challenge. Here I go with an unattainable goal again. Let's just see in a few months, I see that it's too hard and give up getting it and blow my money on things I can live without.
This semester hasn't been too bad. I am ready to be done.
I have decided to keep myself occupied with things I used to do last year. Somewhere along the lines, I quit doing the creative things I got bored with. I need to work on that boring trait I wish to stop.
I will soon start a puzzle...I will tell you the progress, but I rather just show you with I am finished.
Surpises are one thing, but turn of events get a catagory of its own.
So I rather be boring now. It will keep me on track. Ready to pass through obstacles easier because then I will know what I am up against.
So had anyone seen the new Mac Air? Oh my goodness, I cried a little when I saw the promo on Apple.com. I bet you all have seen its commercial, you know the one where the model pulls the existing laptop out of the yellow enevolpe. I would be afraid, I would break it, but I know I will cherish it forever. Now is the time to save and buy my first huge purchase. I am ready for the challenge. Here I go with an unattainable goal again. Let's just see in a few months, I see that it's too hard and give up getting it and blow my money on things I can live without.
This semester hasn't been too bad. I am ready to be done.
I have decided to keep myself occupied with things I used to do last year. Somewhere along the lines, I quit doing the creative things I got bored with. I need to work on that boring trait I wish to stop.
I will soon start a puzzle...I will tell you the progress, but I rather just show you with I am finished.
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