My room is a whopping 45 degrees Farenheit, and I just got out of the shower. To battle this heat wave, I'm enjoying a nice warm hot chocolate. With whipped cream on top, of course. It's very exciting. (However, I can tell you that the Safeway brand hot cocoa, is no where near the level of tastiness of the Ghiradelli brand. As shocking as this statement may be, I can honestly say that even the whipped cream can't boost it to Ghiradelli goodness.)
Tonight was our last DeCal meeting. On the one hand, I'm in mourning since teaching with Prathna was incredibly fun and we had an excuse to hand out twice a week. (Though, for the past few weeks I've been bordering on comatose; a state I veer towards at the end of every semester.) But on the other, I'm a little relieved. We've been putting a lot of work into this class and finals are coming up, so I'm going to need every spare minute to write my 15 page paper. (What joy is mine.)
Bus Guy and I have had yet another conversation. This time I was suffering from an eyelash stuck in my eye, so I had two choices: a) keep my sunglasses on and appear rude, or b) take them off and look like I've developed some strange disease of the watery, red eye variety. I chose a.
In Other News:
Danica and I freaked out the hot guy in the car next to us using only ourselves and two Snappies (a positively delicious snack made of baked snap peas).
I finally used some of the Whipped Cream we've had in the house since our dinner party, (see above), where it was strangely used to decorate gravy.
Today in the library, an old man ran across the room and stole a seat from me right before I got there, laughing manically all the way.
Quote of the Day:
(Professor) Joanna: "Don't you think you're running a little wild?"
(Student) Ed: "Well, yeah."
Later...
Joanna: "Does everyone remember the pun about leaves in Sidney?"
Ed: "...I don't understand the parameters of the question."
Wednesday, December 1
Friday, November 26
Another Thanksgiving is over. Why does time seem to pass much more quickly than it used to? A lot has happened in the past few weeks. So much, in fact, that I wouldn't be able to fit it all in one post. Therefore, I am utilizing the underestimated technique of "highlights."
Life's Highlights:
-Bus Guy actually spoke to me, and, shockingly enough, has an actual name so I won't need to refer to him as Bus Guy anymore. On the other hand, no one will no who I'm talking about if I replace his title with a name. Thus, he will remain Bus Guy and not suddenly transform into Chris.
-Danica and I had our Thanksgiving dinner party on Monday night. I think it went quite well, actually. The people who came seemed to enjoy themselves, anyway.
-I went to have my Tarot cards read on Telegraph the other day. Apparently, I will enjoy a very successful future-both monetarily and emotionally-in which I will meet someone while travelling and eventually have two children, both boys. Let's just say I'm a skeptic.
-My family had our first Thanksgiving without my brother. That was weird.
-I got asked on a date by a hot Italian guy.
I believe that's all I can write at the moment. I'm actually pretty tired. I think I will go read or have a little nap.
*muah*
Life's Highlights:
-Bus Guy actually spoke to me, and, shockingly enough, has an actual name so I won't need to refer to him as Bus Guy anymore. On the other hand, no one will no who I'm talking about if I replace his title with a name. Thus, he will remain Bus Guy and not suddenly transform into Chris.
-Danica and I had our Thanksgiving dinner party on Monday night. I think it went quite well, actually. The people who came seemed to enjoy themselves, anyway.
-I went to have my Tarot cards read on Telegraph the other day. Apparently, I will enjoy a very successful future-both monetarily and emotionally-in which I will meet someone while travelling and eventually have two children, both boys. Let's just say I'm a skeptic.
-My family had our first Thanksgiving without my brother. That was weird.
-I got asked on a date by a hot Italian guy.
I believe that's all I can write at the moment. I'm actually pretty tired. I think I will go read or have a little nap.
*muah*
Tuesday, November 16
On my way to the library, I saw a leprechaun. I'm not kidding. He was even wearing green (both his shirt and his hat). Granted, the hat was a Ashton-Kutcher-style trucker's hat, and he was riding a bicycle, not a rainbow, but it was still green and I fully expected to see a four leaf clover sticking out of it. Unfortunately, the clover remained unseen.
Danica and I are going to the Live 105 Not So Silent Night concert in December. I am SO excited. Modest Mouse, Franz Ferdinand, The Killers, Interpol, Muse, Taking Back Sunday...These bands rock. I love them. I'm so glad we were able to find tickets. I hope Joe bought some before the tickets sold out. The scalpers already have them on eBay for about $200 each. Ridiculous considering they were originally selling for $35. I hate scalpers.
I want to know one thing: Who the hell told me that Modest Mouse was one guy? How did they convince me I was wrong that it was a band? Well, check it out! http://www.modestmouse.com And they convinced me I was going insane...Bah.
Just as another piece of useless information, I got new jeans! I finally have more than the two pairs I've been rotating and washing like a madwoman. I can now happily move away from the laundry-once-a-week-or-go-naked style of living. I don't think Martha Stewart would have approved. Doesn't she have some rule about not wearing the same outfit twice in a week long period? Eh, it's probably more like a month or something, but I'm a college kid, give me a break.
Okay, off to do something important! *muah*
~The Ass
Danica and I are going to the Live 105 Not So Silent Night concert in December. I am SO excited. Modest Mouse, Franz Ferdinand, The Killers, Interpol, Muse, Taking Back Sunday...These bands rock. I love them. I'm so glad we were able to find tickets. I hope Joe bought some before the tickets sold out. The scalpers already have them on eBay for about $200 each. Ridiculous considering they were originally selling for $35. I hate scalpers.
I want to know one thing: Who the hell told me that Modest Mouse was one guy? How did they convince me I was wrong that it was a band? Well, check it out! http://www.modestmouse.com And they convinced me I was going insane...Bah.
Just as another piece of useless information, I got new jeans! I finally have more than the two pairs I've been rotating and washing like a madwoman. I can now happily move away from the laundry-once-a-week-or-go-naked style of living. I don't think Martha Stewart would have approved. Doesn't she have some rule about not wearing the same outfit twice in a week long period? Eh, it's probably more like a month or something, but I'm a college kid, give me a break.
Okay, off to do something important! *muah*
~The Ass
Monday, November 15
I'm being forced to write an autobiography in French, and it's supposed to be a page long. My autobiography in English wouldn't be a page long. My life so far hasn't been all that interesting. I think she realized that this would be a hard assignment to make one page since she went ahead and told us not to make things up. *sigh* Let's see, what can I include in my life story?
1. I was born in San Rafael, and I lived in Corte Madera.
2. We moved for six months to a condo outside of Marin.
3. We moved to Sacremento for a year where I began attending pre-school and then, after an incident involving a banana peel and a teacher, proceeded to drop out.
4. At four, I became obsessed with roller skating, as is evidenced on one of my father's albums.
5. We moved to Los Angeles, more specifically Woodland Hills. I began kindergarten and learned at an early age that I was a procrastinator by nature. I would leave my homework until the morning it was due. Granted, said homework consisted of repeating the same letter over and over, but still.
6. We moved to West Hills. I continued school. (No, I did not drop out.)
7. We moved back to Woodland Hills, but to a new neighborhood. I built a tree fort.
8. We moved to Mendocino, which no one has ever heard of unless they're into wine or expensive California vacations. Or both. I began middle school. What joy was mine.
9. We moved to Cleone. Still in middle school.
10. We moved back to Mendocino. Yep, still in middle school.
11. We moved to Casper. Still in middle school.
12. I began high school, and (shockingly) we moved again, this time to Fort Bragg.
13. Spent all of my high school years in the same house. (Wow.) Went to England with Lucy sophomore year. Then I graduated, and my dad brought us over to Great Britain for a tour.
14. Joined the masses at the University of California at Berkeley, where I began my quest for a major. It's important to note that I had two absolutely fabulous roommates, who, while not exactly helping in the search, were definitely supportive and fun.
15. Decided to double major in Astrophysics and English and thus began the Calculus series. Unfortunately, in my Calculus induced insanity decided to do summer school.
16. Moved out of dorms and into an apartment with Danica, Nancy and Alice T. We suffered through a year of the Gaia building and Panoramic Management. I belive we are stronger for the experience.
17. Decided being an Astrophyics major would kill me and began taking all English classes.
18. Moved out of the Gaia and into a cute little house with Danica and Devika, (and Eric), where we are quite content.
19. Declared.
20. Decided to take a language class since I forgot everything I'd learned in high school. Picked French and now have to write a mini-autobiography.
Okay, I can sum that up in this sentence: I moved a lot, went to school and generally have done nothing of interest.
Will write more later.
*muah*
~The Ass
1. I was born in San Rafael, and I lived in Corte Madera.
2. We moved for six months to a condo outside of Marin.
3. We moved to Sacremento for a year where I began attending pre-school and then, after an incident involving a banana peel and a teacher, proceeded to drop out.
4. At four, I became obsessed with roller skating, as is evidenced on one of my father's albums.
5. We moved to Los Angeles, more specifically Woodland Hills. I began kindergarten and learned at an early age that I was a procrastinator by nature. I would leave my homework until the morning it was due. Granted, said homework consisted of repeating the same letter over and over, but still.
6. We moved to West Hills. I continued school. (No, I did not drop out.)
7. We moved back to Woodland Hills, but to a new neighborhood. I built a tree fort.
8. We moved to Mendocino, which no one has ever heard of unless they're into wine or expensive California vacations. Or both. I began middle school. What joy was mine.
9. We moved to Cleone. Still in middle school.
10. We moved back to Mendocino. Yep, still in middle school.
11. We moved to Casper. Still in middle school.
12. I began high school, and (shockingly) we moved again, this time to Fort Bragg.
13. Spent all of my high school years in the same house. (Wow.) Went to England with Lucy sophomore year. Then I graduated, and my dad brought us over to Great Britain for a tour.
14. Joined the masses at the University of California at Berkeley, where I began my quest for a major. It's important to note that I had two absolutely fabulous roommates, who, while not exactly helping in the search, were definitely supportive and fun.
15. Decided to double major in Astrophysics and English and thus began the Calculus series. Unfortunately, in my Calculus induced insanity decided to do summer school.
16. Moved out of dorms and into an apartment with Danica, Nancy and Alice T. We suffered through a year of the Gaia building and Panoramic Management. I belive we are stronger for the experience.
17. Decided being an Astrophyics major would kill me and began taking all English classes.
18. Moved out of the Gaia and into a cute little house with Danica and Devika, (and Eric), where we are quite content.
19. Declared.
20. Decided to take a language class since I forgot everything I'd learned in high school. Picked French and now have to write a mini-autobiography.
Okay, I can sum that up in this sentence: I moved a lot, went to school and generally have done nothing of interest.
Will write more later.
*muah*
~The Ass
Wednesday, November 10
Considering that I haven't written in a loooong time, this epistle will probably end up being novel-length. I sincerely apologize if this is the case.
As my readers (a group of people to which Devika now claims membership ^_^) probably already know, I went down to Santa Barbara this weekend to visit my friend Sarah. The trip itself was incredibly fun, and it was nice to catch up with Sarah after not talking to her for almost a year. (Don't get me wrong, we didn't have a massive fight or anything, we were both just extremely busy.) But the drive down was killer. I had to make it alone, and-though I managed to cut the time down to about four and a half hours due to both a lack of traffic and my ill-advised tendency to speed-driving alone is boring.
Well, most of the trip was boring. There were a couple of exciting incidents. The first occurred at a sort of intersection for freeways. Two other freeways were merging onto the 101, so the cars were heading into my lane from both sides. Since I was busy trying not to get hit by the cars, I didn't really pay attention to the Pepsi truck coming into the right lane. It was pretty far ahead of me, so I just dismissed it. But when the cans started falling off the back, things got a little exciting. Cars started swerving in and out of lanes trying to dodge these cans-some where exploding, others had been flattened, others were just bouncing-and that means the rest of us drivers have to dodge those idiots, too. We went about half a mile before the cans stopped coming as suddenly as they'd begun. And exciting minute and a half.
Now that I'm back home I have to write a paper on Spenser. It's only four to five pages, but I'm not exactly jumping for joy at the prospect.
Apparently, I've been volunteered to cook enchiladas for tonight's Mystery Dinner Party. *shrugs* Fine, but I'm making some with chicken. And I'll have to buy another baking dish. *making mental list*
Uh-oh, time for class. Gotta jet! *muah*
~The Ass
As my readers (a group of people to which Devika now claims membership ^_^) probably already know, I went down to Santa Barbara this weekend to visit my friend Sarah. The trip itself was incredibly fun, and it was nice to catch up with Sarah after not talking to her for almost a year. (Don't get me wrong, we didn't have a massive fight or anything, we were both just extremely busy.) But the drive down was killer. I had to make it alone, and-though I managed to cut the time down to about four and a half hours due to both a lack of traffic and my ill-advised tendency to speed-driving alone is boring.
Well, most of the trip was boring. There were a couple of exciting incidents. The first occurred at a sort of intersection for freeways. Two other freeways were merging onto the 101, so the cars were heading into my lane from both sides. Since I was busy trying not to get hit by the cars, I didn't really pay attention to the Pepsi truck coming into the right lane. It was pretty far ahead of me, so I just dismissed it. But when the cans started falling off the back, things got a little exciting. Cars started swerving in and out of lanes trying to dodge these cans-some where exploding, others had been flattened, others were just bouncing-and that means the rest of us drivers have to dodge those idiots, too. We went about half a mile before the cans stopped coming as suddenly as they'd begun. And exciting minute and a half.
Now that I'm back home I have to write a paper on Spenser. It's only four to five pages, but I'm not exactly jumping for joy at the prospect.
Apparently, I've been volunteered to cook enchiladas for tonight's Mystery Dinner Party. *shrugs* Fine, but I'm making some with chicken. And I'll have to buy another baking dish. *making mental list*
Uh-oh, time for class. Gotta jet! *muah*
~The Ass
Wednesday, October 27
Despite the fact that Prathna is the only person who actually reads my blog anymore, I shall continue to post! I shall persevere in the face of adversity! I will not be forced into silence! Cuz, you know, I'm stubborn like that. And onward to my life!
Bus Guy smiled at me today. For those of you who don't know who Bus Guy is, and, therefore, cannot comprehend the sheer magnitude of this episode, I shall attempt to fill you in. Bus Guy is the nickname I have given to the hottest male on the face of the earth. Or, at least, in Berkeley. He stands at about six feet tall with a soccer build-lightly muscular-sporting brown hair and the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. They're a brown color, but they seem so light in places that they become a honey color and in other places they look whiskey colored. He's truly impossible to describe. Seriously, he's one of those people who you see and either want to paint or just stare at.
Anyway, my past association with Bus Guy has consisted of stealing glances at him out of the corner of my eye while trying desperately to appear cool. A feat which, as you all know, is basically impossible for me. However, today I gained acknowledgement! I was just sitting there, innocently listening to my iPod, when he got on the bus. I'm sitting in the back on the parallel seats and he usually sits towards either the front or the middle of the bus, so imagine my shock when he proceeds to sit directly across from me. Then, he looks up. And smiles. Just the smile would have done it, but he was looking particularly delicious today since he was all scruffy.
It's not fair that there are people like this in the world. They short circuit all us average people's normally servicable brains.
And in other news:
I finally have a Halloween costume. But I guess you'll just have to come with us to the Castro to find out what it is!! :-p
Prathna and I finally secured Puckett on a date to lecture in our DeCal.
The Old Lady Downstairs has changed his sleeping schedule, forcing me to stay up later and later due to his freaking television.
*Muah*
Bus Guy smiled at me today. For those of you who don't know who Bus Guy is, and, therefore, cannot comprehend the sheer magnitude of this episode, I shall attempt to fill you in. Bus Guy is the nickname I have given to the hottest male on the face of the earth. Or, at least, in Berkeley. He stands at about six feet tall with a soccer build-lightly muscular-sporting brown hair and the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. They're a brown color, but they seem so light in places that they become a honey color and in other places they look whiskey colored. He's truly impossible to describe. Seriously, he's one of those people who you see and either want to paint or just stare at.
Anyway, my past association with Bus Guy has consisted of stealing glances at him out of the corner of my eye while trying desperately to appear cool. A feat which, as you all know, is basically impossible for me. However, today I gained acknowledgement! I was just sitting there, innocently listening to my iPod, when he got on the bus. I'm sitting in the back on the parallel seats and he usually sits towards either the front or the middle of the bus, so imagine my shock when he proceeds to sit directly across from me. Then, he looks up. And smiles. Just the smile would have done it, but he was looking particularly delicious today since he was all scruffy.
It's not fair that there are people like this in the world. They short circuit all us average people's normally servicable brains.
And in other news:
I finally have a Halloween costume. But I guess you'll just have to come with us to the Castro to find out what it is!! :-p
Prathna and I finally secured Puckett on a date to lecture in our DeCal.
The Old Lady Downstairs has changed his sleeping schedule, forcing me to stay up later and later due to his freaking television.
*Muah*
Friday, October 22
Jeremy: So, my floormate is singing in his room, a little too loudly for my tastes, so i tell him to shut up. We're friends so it's cool. Anyway, he comes storming into my room (wearing a towel...yeah) and starts dancing to the music. I think my eyes are bleeding. He then notices my poster of mr. depp. Awkward questions follow. "Dude, what's this?"
"That? Oh, it's Johnny. You know, the J-man"
"..."
Looking scared, my friend leaves the room, turns off his music, and closes the door.
The moral of this story: If you follow your heart, you can accomplish anything.
"That? Oh, it's Johnny. You know, the J-man"
"..."
Looking scared, my friend leaves the room, turns off his music, and closes the door.
The moral of this story: If you follow your heart, you can accomplish anything.
Wednesday, October 20
So, those of you who know the story of yesterday-referred to from here on as The Day the Gods Laughed-will be relieved to hear that today was extraordinarily better. Not only did it not rain, I was not late to class, I did not get back a better, I did not get soaked, I did not have to pay for parking, I did not have to get up early...etc, etc. In fact, my GSI for French brought us candy! CANDY! Because she loves us. Except she said it in French, so it sounded more like "Je nous aime." AND we get to watch Persuasion in the Decal. Ah yes. Today is much better.
Oh my goodness, the girl who just sat down at the computer in front of me (I'm in Moffit again. Damn those renovations!!!) has the CUTEST sweatshirt. It's just a plain blue zip up, but it has three little elephants where a breast pocket woud go. They're holding each other's tails and marching along and the one in front is lifting up its truck to try to catch a butterfly. It's sooooooo cute! I love it. Really I do.
Now a guy with a mohawk just sat next to her. His hair is naturally dark brown, but he's dyed the mohawk both pink and blonde. Very cool. He seems nice. I wonder what he's working on? He looks like an English major. He's got that "Constantly Analyzing Life" air about him. And his whimsical hairdo would be acceptable in few majors aside from English. We, enlightened people that we are, embrace such individuality.
Okay, you know you're bored when you start making up stories in your own head about the people who sit near you in the library. In reality, that boy was probably premed, volunteers at the Children's Hospital (where he is extremely popular with the kids due to said hair) and plans on being a pediatric oncologist or something.
I have WAY too much studying to do. I have a midterm tomorrow, which I have to reread everything for, a midterm Friday and one on Monday, for both of which I have to study French like a madwoman. Then I have to write a paper for 45A early so I can leave for the weekend before it's due. So, I have to catch up on all the reading for THAT class, too.
Man, I am a party animal. Now I'm depressed. I'm gonna go do homework.
Oh my goodness, the girl who just sat down at the computer in front of me (I'm in Moffit again. Damn those renovations!!!) has the CUTEST sweatshirt. It's just a plain blue zip up, but it has three little elephants where a breast pocket woud go. They're holding each other's tails and marching along and the one in front is lifting up its truck to try to catch a butterfly. It's sooooooo cute! I love it. Really I do.
Now a guy with a mohawk just sat next to her. His hair is naturally dark brown, but he's dyed the mohawk both pink and blonde. Very cool. He seems nice. I wonder what he's working on? He looks like an English major. He's got that "Constantly Analyzing Life" air about him. And his whimsical hairdo would be acceptable in few majors aside from English. We, enlightened people that we are, embrace such individuality.
Okay, you know you're bored when you start making up stories in your own head about the people who sit near you in the library. In reality, that boy was probably premed, volunteers at the Children's Hospital (where he is extremely popular with the kids due to said hair) and plans on being a pediatric oncologist or something.
I have WAY too much studying to do. I have a midterm tomorrow, which I have to reread everything for, a midterm Friday and one on Monday, for both of which I have to study French like a madwoman. Then I have to write a paper for 45A early so I can leave for the weekend before it's due. So, I have to catch up on all the reading for THAT class, too.
Man, I am a party animal. Now I'm depressed. I'm gonna go do homework.
Sunday, October 17
I joined an intermural softball team! Yay! All I've done with them so far is a scrimmage, but that was really fun, cuz the other team didn't care about winning (I mean, for goodness's sake, it was a SCRIMMAGE) and we didn't care. And it was just good fun. We were supposed to have a game today, but it got cancelled due to rain. *sighs*
So, instead of playing softball, I went to my Aunt's and did laundry! *big fake grin* Really not as exciting! But now I have clean, warm clothing, which is always happiness inducing.
Why did I take on so many responsibilities this semester? What was I thinking??? I'm always so busy. I never have time to just veg anymore. Not that vegging is actually a good thing, but it's still enjoyable.
Well, I've got french homework to finish cuz I didn't get to it this weekend. Lucky me. I get to refuse invitations. In french. Woot.
*muah*
So, instead of playing softball, I went to my Aunt's and did laundry! *big fake grin* Really not as exciting! But now I have clean, warm clothing, which is always happiness inducing.
Why did I take on so many responsibilities this semester? What was I thinking??? I'm always so busy. I never have time to just veg anymore. Not that vegging is actually a good thing, but it's still enjoyable.
Well, I've got french homework to finish cuz I didn't get to it this weekend. Lucky me. I get to refuse invitations. In french. Woot.
*muah*
Thursday, October 14
I just came back from my first ever hockey game. Woohoo! Fun stuff!
We lost, though. Three to six at the end. *sigh* I'm so disappointed. I think we need to work on two things at the next practice:
1) Passing. We kept passing to either open air, or the boards.
2) Hustling. Some of the players would give up towards the end of the play when they might have been able to stop the goal if they had just TRIED a little.
As interpretive dance, it was great. As hockey...kinda mediocre. But did you know that the players all PAY to be able to play? We aren't a largely school sponsored team apparently. So they also pay their own travel expenses. Crappy, huh?
Now I have to do research for a presentation. Wow, I'm so cool. *rolls eyes*
My only consolation is that I made plans to go and see my friend Sarah in a couple weeks. I'm so excited! She lives in Santa Barbara, which I've never been to, and I'm finally going to meet her hot Italian roommate. *muses over new development and own lack of tan* I think I need to start making some improvements.
I think I need to go and do my work now. I'm starting to not be able to think. And that's bad...but I can't remember why...
*muah*
We lost, though. Three to six at the end. *sigh* I'm so disappointed. I think we need to work on two things at the next practice:
1) Passing. We kept passing to either open air, or the boards.
2) Hustling. Some of the players would give up towards the end of the play when they might have been able to stop the goal if they had just TRIED a little.
As interpretive dance, it was great. As hockey...kinda mediocre. But did you know that the players all PAY to be able to play? We aren't a largely school sponsored team apparently. So they also pay their own travel expenses. Crappy, huh?
Now I have to do research for a presentation. Wow, I'm so cool. *rolls eyes*
My only consolation is that I made plans to go and see my friend Sarah in a couple weeks. I'm so excited! She lives in Santa Barbara, which I've never been to, and I'm finally going to meet her hot Italian roommate. *muses over new development and own lack of tan* I think I need to start making some improvements.
I think I need to go and do my work now. I'm starting to not be able to think. And that's bad...but I can't remember why...
*muah*
Wednesday, October 6
So. I'm in Moffit (since they KILLED my reading room!!!!) and I'm down at the computing center. I'm working on a Chaucer paper that's due next Monday. It's only five pages. Last semester, I would have said "God, it's four to five pages!? How am I going to fill five pages on Chaucer??" Now, after my 8 page paper on The Sound and the Fury, I have learned to be grateful for the blessing of a four to five page paper. Indeed, it is truly a condescension on the professor's part. *bows to the Almighty Adelmann*
I'm basically just killing time until I meet Prathna before the Decal. (She, too, is studying in the library, but I think she's ACTUALLY studying, not writing in her blog.) We have a weekly ritual of getting dinner together beforehand. It's fun! ^_^ We decided not to go see Puckett just in case we were getting annoying.
Whoa. I just glanced over at Lyndsay's screen for a second and it's FULL of writing. Now I feel very...frivolous for wasting my time in our Uber-Serious Library. *sighs*
Me so tired. Even grammar has been all wrong all day. Wait. Is that right? All wrong all...Nevermind.
All the computing center employees are gathering around the main desk, murmuring importantly. Now they're glancing around the room. No doubt looking for any who would misuse the Uber-Serious Library. Wait...oh dear...they're heading over towards me. FOUR OF THEM! What the heck did I do?? Must finish quickly!
I'm basically just killing time until I meet Prathna before the Decal. (She, too, is studying in the library, but I think she's ACTUALLY studying, not writing in her blog.) We have a weekly ritual of getting dinner together beforehand. It's fun! ^_^ We decided not to go see Puckett just in case we were getting annoying.
Whoa. I just glanced over at Lyndsay's screen for a second and it's FULL of writing. Now I feel very...frivolous for wasting my time in our Uber-Serious Library. *sighs*
Me so tired. Even grammar has been all wrong all day. Wait. Is that right? All wrong all...Nevermind.
All the computing center employees are gathering around the main desk, murmuring importantly. Now they're glancing around the room. No doubt looking for any who would misuse the Uber-Serious Library. Wait...oh dear...they're heading over towards me. FOUR OF THEM! What the heck did I do?? Must finish quickly!
Friday, October 1
I'm sick again. I don't know where my immune system went, but I hope I get a postcard sometime soon.
Bush is a total fuckwit. Kerry looked liked freaking EINSTEIN compared to Bush during the debates. I mean, Bush didn't even directly answer most of his questions. He changed the subject!!!! What the hell???
Oh, and my favorite part: Every life is precious. That's what distinguishes us from the enemy.
Ooookay, then what about the enemy? Oh, wait, I get it. They're really robotic demons from outerspace. They don't count as "alive."
Bastard...
Too upset to write now. Must go.
Bush is a total fuckwit. Kerry looked liked freaking EINSTEIN compared to Bush during the debates. I mean, Bush didn't even directly answer most of his questions. He changed the subject!!!! What the hell???
Oh, and my favorite part: Every life is precious. That's what distinguishes us from the enemy.
Ooookay, then what about the enemy? Oh, wait, I get it. They're really robotic demons from outerspace. They don't count as "alive."
Bastard...
Too upset to write now. Must go.
Wednesday, September 29
Something is rotten in the state of Doe...
Or, at least, that's what Prathna and I decided earlier today when we graced Doe Library with our presence. See, first they steal my study room, then they MOVE MARK TWAIN. He's no longer by the stairs. Now he's by Morrison Reading Room. What the HECK is he doing there? What reason could he possibly have for being by the Morrison Reading Room? Poor guy...he had no say in the matter.
What is up with Doe lately? Why does it seem like they got some manic interior decorator who just wants to change everything around until we're dizzy? Next thing you know, they're going to be hanging plants around to give it a "Jungle Theme."
Damn it, I want my reading room back. I've been having to go to Moffit. MOFFIT! I never go to Moffit!!! I can never get anything done there. This whole situation is just too, too sad.
So, the Decal seems to be going well so far. Apparently, everyone liked the new thing we did where we split them off into groups. I don't know, though. I feel like the students expect us to know everything about Jane Austen and her writing, which we obviously don't. But very few of them say anything in class, so how can we have a discussion? *sighs* We keep calling on Dani and Puja, who do a great job, but then no one else speaks.
God, I have so much to do. Maybe I'll get started on my next essay ahead of time, that way I can just work on reading next week. But then...I'm behind in reading for THIS week, too, so I should probably work on that. But if I don't work on--*slowly getting dizzy* Okay, I should probably go do some of my mountain of homework which has recently reached Everest proportions rather than sitting here writing about all of it. *sighs*
Muah!
Or, at least, that's what Prathna and I decided earlier today when we graced Doe Library with our presence. See, first they steal my study room, then they MOVE MARK TWAIN. He's no longer by the stairs. Now he's by Morrison Reading Room. What the HECK is he doing there? What reason could he possibly have for being by the Morrison Reading Room? Poor guy...he had no say in the matter.
What is up with Doe lately? Why does it seem like they got some manic interior decorator who just wants to change everything around until we're dizzy? Next thing you know, they're going to be hanging plants around to give it a "Jungle Theme."
Damn it, I want my reading room back. I've been having to go to Moffit. MOFFIT! I never go to Moffit!!! I can never get anything done there. This whole situation is just too, too sad.
So, the Decal seems to be going well so far. Apparently, everyone liked the new thing we did where we split them off into groups. I don't know, though. I feel like the students expect us to know everything about Jane Austen and her writing, which we obviously don't. But very few of them say anything in class, so how can we have a discussion? *sighs* We keep calling on Dani and Puja, who do a great job, but then no one else speaks.
God, I have so much to do. Maybe I'll get started on my next essay ahead of time, that way I can just work on reading next week. But then...I'm behind in reading for THIS week, too, so I should probably work on that. But if I don't work on--*slowly getting dizzy* Okay, I should probably go do some of my mountain of homework which has recently reached Everest proportions rather than sitting here writing about all of it. *sighs*
Muah!
Sunday, September 19
It all started when Devi and I decided to do our laundry...
So, we went to Eric's place, cuz the washers and dryers there are cheaper than the place on Shattuck. Everything was great until we decided to get some food. On the way to the Asian Ghetto, I decided that I would just get a Sobe, but Eric and Devi both wanted Steve's BBQ. And that's where our fun really began.
I bought a Sobe and Eric was wavering over whether or not to get a Gatorade. So, he asked the guy behind the counter how much one was while holding a dollar fifty in his hand. Suddenly, the guy leaned over the counter, grabbed the dollar bill and started yelling, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Eric became very flustered and shook his head, refusing to let go of the dollar. "No, no. I just want to know how MUCH it is."
"Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Again, Eric tried to explain, but eventually gave up and let go. A beautific smile appeared on the man's face and he said, "One dollar. Special today!" We then left. With Eric's Gatorade.
Later in the evening, Devika, Eric and I walked down to the car, which was in the parking lot across from Unit 1. I opened the trunk and put my laundry basket in and left the top up so that Devi and Eric could put there stuff in it. Then I stepped away, sillily trusting that they could do so successfully. But when Eric tried to cut Devika off on her expedition to the trunk, Devika got the brilliant idea to sit on the bumper to take off her backpack. Unfortunately, the backpack was so stuffed that she ended up being pulled backwards INTO the trunk. Where she sat, stuck, for about a full minute before Eric and I could stop laughing and pull her out.
One good thing that happened tonight was that we found a ROCKING CHAIR!!!!! For free!!!! It was just sitting there, calling to us. So, we went scavenging! Unfortunately, Eric was forced to carry our find up to our living room. *winces* Sorry Eric!
So that was my day! Now I shall leave you with the following deep thought: "I don't like to live my life by bus schedules."
So, we went to Eric's place, cuz the washers and dryers there are cheaper than the place on Shattuck. Everything was great until we decided to get some food. On the way to the Asian Ghetto, I decided that I would just get a Sobe, but Eric and Devi both wanted Steve's BBQ. And that's where our fun really began.
I bought a Sobe and Eric was wavering over whether or not to get a Gatorade. So, he asked the guy behind the counter how much one was while holding a dollar fifty in his hand. Suddenly, the guy leaned over the counter, grabbed the dollar bill and started yelling, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Eric became very flustered and shook his head, refusing to let go of the dollar. "No, no. I just want to know how MUCH it is."
"Give it to me! Give it to me!"
Again, Eric tried to explain, but eventually gave up and let go. A beautific smile appeared on the man's face and he said, "One dollar. Special today!" We then left. With Eric's Gatorade.
Later in the evening, Devika, Eric and I walked down to the car, which was in the parking lot across from Unit 1. I opened the trunk and put my laundry basket in and left the top up so that Devi and Eric could put there stuff in it. Then I stepped away, sillily trusting that they could do so successfully. But when Eric tried to cut Devika off on her expedition to the trunk, Devika got the brilliant idea to sit on the bumper to take off her backpack. Unfortunately, the backpack was so stuffed that she ended up being pulled backwards INTO the trunk. Where she sat, stuck, for about a full minute before Eric and I could stop laughing and pull her out.
One good thing that happened tonight was that we found a ROCKING CHAIR!!!!! For free!!!! It was just sitting there, calling to us. So, we went scavenging! Unfortunately, Eric was forced to carry our find up to our living room. *winces* Sorry Eric!
So that was my day! Now I shall leave you with the following deep thought: "I don't like to live my life by bus schedules."
Wednesday, September 15
So, Eric and I went to the French library yesterday and he happened to mention that he was looking for a quiet place to study. Well, OF COURSE I decided to tell him all about my favorite study room in Doe! (I love telling people about the North Reading Room.) And when the French library was closed, I offered to show him where it was.
We head on over and I'm extoling the virtues of the North Reading Room, and we get upstairs...And the reading room is closed for renovation. RENOVATION! Until DECEMBER!!! That's this whoooooole semester!!!! What am I gonna do?????? Where am I gonna study? I'll never get anything done! I'll fail all my classes!
And the UC Regents are the ones to blame! Spending money renovating a room that doesn't need to be renovated when they could be lowering our fees!!!!!!
*sniffles* I'm doomed.
Eric, of course, thought it was pretty funny. He just doesn't understand what a TRAVESTY this is!!!! : (
*shakes fist at UC Regents* GIVE ME BACK MY STUDY ROOM!
We head on over and I'm extoling the virtues of the North Reading Room, and we get upstairs...And the reading room is closed for renovation. RENOVATION! Until DECEMBER!!! That's this whoooooole semester!!!! What am I gonna do?????? Where am I gonna study? I'll never get anything done! I'll fail all my classes!
And the UC Regents are the ones to blame! Spending money renovating a room that doesn't need to be renovated when they could be lowering our fees!!!!!!
*sniffles* I'm doomed.
Eric, of course, thought it was pretty funny. He just doesn't understand what a TRAVESTY this is!!!! : (
*shakes fist at UC Regents* GIVE ME BACK MY STUDY ROOM!
Friday, September 10
Ha! I thought of something good that happened! Remember the guy I told you about? That I hugged? The one with the hat? Well, when I asked him, he let me wear his hat!!!! It was so cool! I don't know why I enjoyed it so much. Probably because no one else got to wear the hat. Course...I bet no one else asked. *shrugs* Whatever, it was still awesome. ^_^
I keep finding myself slipping into this frame of mind where I have to chat to fill the silence. It's quite strange, really. But I've been doing it all the time recently. Every time there is a silence in the air, I fill it with noise. I think I'm beginning to annoy people. Or maybe I've always been this way and I've just never noticed? Dunno.
*shrugs* Oh well. No need to dwell on it.
Last night I went to a party with Danica. It was pretty fun...well...most of it was. There were some surreal parts. Like, where I hugged this completely sober guy (whose hat I was obsessing over) cuz he helped me find Danica and he just kind looked at me like I was crazy. Well...not so much "surreal" as EMBARASSING. But...c'est la vie.
God, this is a depressing post!!! I need to liven it up a bit!!!
Okay, let's see...something funny that's happened to me recently...Ummm...Okay...Yeah. Well...Hmm. Time to end the charade.
*Muah*
*shrugs* Oh well. No need to dwell on it.
Last night I went to a party with Danica. It was pretty fun...well...most of it was. There were some surreal parts. Like, where I hugged this completely sober guy (whose hat I was obsessing over) cuz he helped me find Danica and he just kind looked at me like I was crazy. Well...not so much "surreal" as EMBARASSING. But...c'est la vie.
God, this is a depressing post!!! I need to liven it up a bit!!!
Okay, let's see...something funny that's happened to me recently...Ummm...Okay...Yeah. Well...Hmm. Time to end the charade.
*Muah*
Sunday, September 5
All right! First week of school is OVER! So exciting. *sighs contentedly*
A lot of interesting developments revolving around my academic career have popped up this week. For example, I'm changing my schedule slightly, and then I'll have a class with Dani!!! Yay! But here's the most exciting part: I'm going to be DECLARING!!!
I am overjoyed! I can hardly contain my excitment! *squeals* I feel better now.
Last night, I went to see Garden State with Jordan and it is one of my new favorite movies. SOOOOOO good. The way Zach Braff portrays the absurdity of life, is hilarious. I love that man. I think I'll propose marriage on his blog. Don't worry. I'm just kidding. Oh, but not about the blog. He really does have one: http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/blog/
So, we get to the theater, and we're standing in line for a while, just talking. And suddenly, I hear a couple of guys in the booth calling for the next customers. And they just kept calling. It was kinda odd, considering the line was pretty long. Then, we (and three people ahead of us) realized that the group at the front of the "line" was just an overly large group of teenagers standing around and yakking. So, we all grumbled and moved the line out of the actually LINE (the roped off aisle) and went to stand in front of the box office. Unconcerned, the teens continued to take up valuable line space and didn't even break the flow of their conversation.
Then, after we buy our tickets, Jordan and I head on in. But when the usher checked our tickets, she gave us different directions, so I checked mine and for some INEXPLICABLE reason, the guy in the box office had sold me a ticket to Napolean Dynami. What the hell? How do you get "Napolean Dynami" out of "Garden State"??
Ignoring this grievous error-I just didn't want to have to find the line again-we found our seats and waited for the show to begin. We were pretty early-parking was amazingly easy to find-so we just sat around talking and lapsed into silence every now and then. It was during one of these silences that I began to notice our fellow movie lovers, and was greeted by the most horrifying sight a single woman can see when she's out with a male friend: Couples. We were surrounded. There was no escape. And they were all giggling and cuddling. One pair was even DANCING. Like, waltzing. Well, that was kinda cute. I liked them. ^_^ (That is, until the guy's cell phone kept going off during the movie. Then I didn't like him anymore. *glares*)
Jordan, of course, was unaffected. Guys don't care. It's only when you're a neurotic female (like ME!) that you actually concern yourself over the cuddling going on around you.
Frantically, I began scanning the theater for any groups of people that weren't paired off aside from Jordan and myself. I only found one: two teenage girls behind us. The only reason I noticed them was that they were yelling directly behind my head. Nothing too obnoxious really, just getting a little excited about whatever it was they were talking about. But that's why I caught part of their conversation.
Apparently, they were having some sort of argument, because one of them suddenly shouted "What ever happened to us being SPONTANEOUS, huh?? Isn't that what you're always saying? Take a chance? What's that French phrase you're always throwing at me? What is it..." I knew they couldn't possibly mean the phrase that immediately sprang to mind. They couldn't possibly. But obviously, despite two years of reasonably well-completed college education, I know NOTHING. "What is it? Oh yeah. Carpe diem!" They then proceeded on with the conversation, but, lost in my horror, I was no longer listening.
Carpe diem. CARPE DIEM!!! Come on people!!! All I could think was, "Please tell me they don't go to Berkeley. Please tell me they couldn't possibly have gotten into Berkeley mistaking the most famous of Latin phrases for FRENCH."
Needless to say, I tuned them out as best I could for the rest of the night. But the night just got better and better.
A blonde woman of amazon proportions sat in front of me (of course not Jordan, who is about six feet tall. No no, she had to sit in front of the midget), blocking out a semi-circle at the bottom of the screen. But after a few minutes of fuming, I stopped worrying about it. I was too busy empathizing with her. She was suffering something far more heinous: She had come to the movie with a couple. She just kinda sat there with no one to talk to for the ten minutes before the previews while the girl and guy she came with giggled and cuddled right next to her. So, I forgave her for blocking part of my screen.
Wow, this post is really long. Sorry. *winces* Seriously, if you haven't seen it, GO SEE GARDEN STATE! You'll love it. I promise. Toodles! *Muah*
A lot of interesting developments revolving around my academic career have popped up this week. For example, I'm changing my schedule slightly, and then I'll have a class with Dani!!! Yay! But here's the most exciting part: I'm going to be DECLARING!!!
I am overjoyed! I can hardly contain my excitment! *squeals* I feel better now.
Last night, I went to see Garden State with Jordan and it is one of my new favorite movies. SOOOOOO good. The way Zach Braff portrays the absurdity of life, is hilarious. I love that man. I think I'll propose marriage on his blog. Don't worry. I'm just kidding. Oh, but not about the blog. He really does have one: http://www2.foxsearchlight.com/gardenstate/blog/
So, we get to the theater, and we're standing in line for a while, just talking. And suddenly, I hear a couple of guys in the booth calling for the next customers. And they just kept calling. It was kinda odd, considering the line was pretty long. Then, we (and three people ahead of us) realized that the group at the front of the "line" was just an overly large group of teenagers standing around and yakking. So, we all grumbled and moved the line out of the actually LINE (the roped off aisle) and went to stand in front of the box office. Unconcerned, the teens continued to take up valuable line space and didn't even break the flow of their conversation.
Then, after we buy our tickets, Jordan and I head on in. But when the usher checked our tickets, she gave us different directions, so I checked mine and for some INEXPLICABLE reason, the guy in the box office had sold me a ticket to Napolean Dynami. What the hell? How do you get "Napolean Dynami" out of "Garden State"??
Ignoring this grievous error-I just didn't want to have to find the line again-we found our seats and waited for the show to begin. We were pretty early-parking was amazingly easy to find-so we just sat around talking and lapsed into silence every now and then. It was during one of these silences that I began to notice our fellow movie lovers, and was greeted by the most horrifying sight a single woman can see when she's out with a male friend: Couples. We were surrounded. There was no escape. And they were all giggling and cuddling. One pair was even DANCING. Like, waltzing. Well, that was kinda cute. I liked them. ^_^ (That is, until the guy's cell phone kept going off during the movie. Then I didn't like him anymore. *glares*)
Jordan, of course, was unaffected. Guys don't care. It's only when you're a neurotic female (like ME!) that you actually concern yourself over the cuddling going on around you.
Frantically, I began scanning the theater for any groups of people that weren't paired off aside from Jordan and myself. I only found one: two teenage girls behind us. The only reason I noticed them was that they were yelling directly behind my head. Nothing too obnoxious really, just getting a little excited about whatever it was they were talking about. But that's why I caught part of their conversation.
Apparently, they were having some sort of argument, because one of them suddenly shouted "What ever happened to us being SPONTANEOUS, huh?? Isn't that what you're always saying? Take a chance? What's that French phrase you're always throwing at me? What is it..." I knew they couldn't possibly mean the phrase that immediately sprang to mind. They couldn't possibly. But obviously, despite two years of reasonably well-completed college education, I know NOTHING. "What is it? Oh yeah. Carpe diem!" They then proceeded on with the conversation, but, lost in my horror, I was no longer listening.
Carpe diem. CARPE DIEM!!! Come on people!!! All I could think was, "Please tell me they don't go to Berkeley. Please tell me they couldn't possibly have gotten into Berkeley mistaking the most famous of Latin phrases for FRENCH."
Needless to say, I tuned them out as best I could for the rest of the night. But the night just got better and better.
A blonde woman of amazon proportions sat in front of me (of course not Jordan, who is about six feet tall. No no, she had to sit in front of the midget), blocking out a semi-circle at the bottom of the screen. But after a few minutes of fuming, I stopped worrying about it. I was too busy empathizing with her. She was suffering something far more heinous: She had come to the movie with a couple. She just kinda sat there with no one to talk to for the ten minutes before the previews while the girl and guy she came with giggled and cuddled right next to her. So, I forgave her for blocking part of my screen.
Wow, this post is really long. Sorry. *winces* Seriously, if you haven't seen it, GO SEE GARDEN STATE! You'll love it. I promise. Toodles! *Muah*
Tuesday, August 31
Yay! I'm back in Berkeley for good! Or at least until Thanksgiving.
Anywho! So, I've had one of every class and am now qualified to judge them. Here are my verdicts:
Eng 45A- Seems like it'll be pretty cool. Lyndsay is in my class again, which will be really helpful. I think I'll need a study buddy for this one. We've started out with Chaucer, which is insanely confusing to read. Imagine that...the English major needs help with READING. Hah!
Eng 100- The prof is a little harsh, but he can be pretty interesting to listen to. But my goodness, he was actually trying to kick people OUT of his class. Just cuz they'd taken classes with him before. (He claims that he only teaches one thing, which is utter bollocks I think. I mean, he's focusing on different novels!!!) And we also started with the learning on the first day. He made us read out loud in class. *sigh*
Eng 136- This just might be my Waterloo. I don't know anybody in the class, for one thing, which is really frustrating because we're going to be doing Group Projects. *eyes go wide* How am I gonna find a group??? And the subject isn't all that interesting to me. But we'll see what happens.
Scan 170- Ah yes, my Scandinavian mythology class about non-Scandinavian mythology. No lie. It's really complicated, and I don't quite understand it myself, but apparently there is a linguistic difference between the peoples of Scandinavia, so some of them aren't "Scandinavian." Yeah...I dunno. But this class seems really good so far. And there are lots of athletes in the class. Water polo boys. *evil grin*
French 1- Apparently, I'm still enrolled in this class. *shrugs* Ask Eric, I have no idea.
Well, those are my classes. I hope I haven't totally alienated my readers since I haven't updated in months. *sigh* Send me E-Love?
Anywho! So, I've had one of every class and am now qualified to judge them. Here are my verdicts:
Eng 45A- Seems like it'll be pretty cool. Lyndsay is in my class again, which will be really helpful. I think I'll need a study buddy for this one. We've started out with Chaucer, which is insanely confusing to read. Imagine that...the English major needs help with READING. Hah!
Eng 100- The prof is a little harsh, but he can be pretty interesting to listen to. But my goodness, he was actually trying to kick people OUT of his class. Just cuz they'd taken classes with him before. (He claims that he only teaches one thing, which is utter bollocks I think. I mean, he's focusing on different novels!!!) And we also started with the learning on the first day. He made us read out loud in class. *sigh*
Eng 136- This just might be my Waterloo. I don't know anybody in the class, for one thing, which is really frustrating because we're going to be doing Group Projects. *eyes go wide* How am I gonna find a group??? And the subject isn't all that interesting to me. But we'll see what happens.
Scan 170- Ah yes, my Scandinavian mythology class about non-Scandinavian mythology. No lie. It's really complicated, and I don't quite understand it myself, but apparently there is a linguistic difference between the peoples of Scandinavia, so some of them aren't "Scandinavian." Yeah...I dunno. But this class seems really good so far. And there are lots of athletes in the class. Water polo boys. *evil grin*
French 1- Apparently, I'm still enrolled in this class. *shrugs* Ask Eric, I have no idea.
Well, those are my classes. I hope I haven't totally alienated my readers since I haven't updated in months. *sigh* Send me E-Love?
Monday, August 9
Oh my god.
They've done it again...They've changed EVERYTHING while I wasn't loooking. Ooo, look! I can do italics now...and bold...Gotta try this.
Am I slanted? Yes!
But I must be bold! Whoohoo!
Okay, I'm done now.
Hi! How is everyone who still reads my blog? (This probably doesn't include very many people considering I haven't even updated it in four months. *winces* Sorry.)
I'm doing all right. I've been working my butt off all summer (in platforms no less), so I'm soooooo glad work is over for now. Yay! But...I have to get a job when I get back to Berkeley. *grin falters* Oh well.
I'm going to be pretty happy getting back to Berkeley in a couple weeks. I can't wait to live in our house *squeals* with Devi and Dani. I'm tres excited.
Hopefully, I will have a desk when I get back. *rolls eyes* The Journey of the Desk is still in progress, but I'm really counting on it ending tomorrow.
It's kinda funny, now that I'm moving into a house, everyone wants to give me stuff. Like, my "uncle" Joe offered me a whole SET of pots and pans (he's a chef). My aunt wants to give me endless amounts of towels, dishes, tables, etc. My aunt's friend wants to give me a vacuum, a baker's rack, dishes, clothing...you name it, she has it and wants to give it to me. Not that I'm complaining about all of this, it's all very sweet. It's just...where the heck am I supposed to put all of it???
Alas, I must continue on the Journey of the Desk. I promise that when I'm back in Berkeley, I will update more regularly. *holds up three fingers* Scout's honor.
Mwah!
They've done it again...They've changed EVERYTHING while I wasn't loooking. Ooo, look! I can do italics now...and bold...Gotta try this.
Am I slanted? Yes!
But I must be bold! Whoohoo!
Okay, I'm done now.
Hi! How is everyone who still reads my blog? (This probably doesn't include very many people considering I haven't even updated it in four months. *winces* Sorry.)
I'm doing all right. I've been working my butt off all summer (in platforms no less), so I'm soooooo glad work is over for now. Yay! But...I have to get a job when I get back to Berkeley. *grin falters* Oh well.
I'm going to be pretty happy getting back to Berkeley in a couple weeks. I can't wait to live in our house *squeals* with Devi and Dani. I'm tres excited.
Hopefully, I will have a desk when I get back. *rolls eyes* The Journey of the Desk is still in progress, but I'm really counting on it ending tomorrow.
It's kinda funny, now that I'm moving into a house, everyone wants to give me stuff. Like, my "uncle" Joe offered me a whole SET of pots and pans (he's a chef). My aunt wants to give me endless amounts of towels, dishes, tables, etc. My aunt's friend wants to give me a vacuum, a baker's rack, dishes, clothing...you name it, she has it and wants to give it to me. Not that I'm complaining about all of this, it's all very sweet. It's just...where the heck am I supposed to put all of it???
Alas, I must continue on the Journey of the Desk. I promise that when I'm back in Berkeley, I will update more regularly. *holds up three fingers* Scout's honor.
Mwah!
Friday, April 9
Woohoo! Go Warriors! Even if you don't win!
I just got back from the Warriors game against the Minnesota Timberwolves. They lost. But they put up a good fight for most of the game!! Yay! Eric, Dani and I went, with tickets given to me by Joe, sweetheart that he is.
The guys who were sitting next to us were a trip though. They seemed to take a real liking to Eric, but they called him names when they found out he was a Lakers fan. Whoa, the sudden yelling startled Dani and I almost out of our seats. And they kept offering us peanuts. Finally, I just wanted to take them and throw them down into the seats below us. I mean, seriously, a girl can only be offered peanuts a certain number of times before she goes postal.
I got Room on Fire today. SUCH A GREAT ALBUM!!! (Let me know if you want me to burn it for you. ^_^) I've been listening to it ever since. I never get tired of it. Hehe.
Oh! Prathna and I are definitely going to be teaching a decal! Well, we still have to turn in the paperwork (a sample syllabus), but the coordinators offered us mucho help in getting it off the ground, which is so awesome of them. Especially considering that they usually run fantasy book decals. Hehe. My friend Nick said he'd help, too, since he's going to be doing one of their typical decals.
*sigh* I love Berkeley!
And now I'm off to be a lump in front of my computer while I watch a movie. :-p
*muah*!!!
I just got back from the Warriors game against the Minnesota Timberwolves. They lost. But they put up a good fight for most of the game!! Yay! Eric, Dani and I went, with tickets given to me by Joe, sweetheart that he is.
The guys who were sitting next to us were a trip though. They seemed to take a real liking to Eric, but they called him names when they found out he was a Lakers fan. Whoa, the sudden yelling startled Dani and I almost out of our seats. And they kept offering us peanuts. Finally, I just wanted to take them and throw them down into the seats below us. I mean, seriously, a girl can only be offered peanuts a certain number of times before she goes postal.
I got Room on Fire today. SUCH A GREAT ALBUM!!! (Let me know if you want me to burn it for you. ^_^) I've been listening to it ever since. I never get tired of it. Hehe.
Oh! Prathna and I are definitely going to be teaching a decal! Well, we still have to turn in the paperwork (a sample syllabus), but the coordinators offered us mucho help in getting it off the ground, which is so awesome of them. Especially considering that they usually run fantasy book decals. Hehe. My friend Nick said he'd help, too, since he's going to be doing one of their typical decals.
*sigh* I love Berkeley!
And now I'm off to be a lump in front of my computer while I watch a movie. :-p
*muah*!!!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*clears throat*
Last night was soooooooo fun! I went to see the Strokes and they were awesome! Despite being very very drunk...One time, Julian picked up his mike stand and in a fit of...something...threw it across the stage towards the drums. Then, after the song was over, he couldn't find it. Finally, when he did, he started talking to it. "There you are baby. Oh, don't be like that. It won't happen again. I was drunk and a little mad." And then when people starting talking to him, he was like, "Shh! I'm talking to my mike stand."
All in all, it was a pretty good show. Despite him slurring and stumbling around when he wasn't singing.
At one point, I think the guitarist confiscated the bottle of champagne that Julian had been drinking out of at intervals.
Well, Dani and I are going to go look at a REALLY cool apt. So, I shall stop here. *muah*!
*clears throat*
Last night was soooooooo fun! I went to see the Strokes and they were awesome! Despite being very very drunk...One time, Julian picked up his mike stand and in a fit of...something...threw it across the stage towards the drums. Then, after the song was over, he couldn't find it. Finally, when he did, he started talking to it. "There you are baby. Oh, don't be like that. It won't happen again. I was drunk and a little mad." And then when people starting talking to him, he was like, "Shh! I'm talking to my mike stand."
All in all, it was a pretty good show. Despite him slurring and stumbling around when he wasn't singing.
At one point, I think the guitarist confiscated the bottle of champagne that Julian had been drinking out of at intervals.
Well, Dani and I are going to go look at a REALLY cool apt. So, I shall stop here. *muah*!
Wednesday, April 7
That's right! I'm BACK by popular demand!!! Or...well...Devika's sole demand about a month ago...
Nevermind!
So, what have I been up to, one might ask? I shall tell you!
For Spring Break, I went home and spent time with the folks and my best buddy Sparky. Then I came back here to do more homework and turn in more papers.
Then came last weekend!!!
I went to the two Van Morrison concerts in San Francisco and saw my dad play. It was sooooooooooooo AWESOME!!!! I also ran into this guy, Joe, who went to high school in my hometown. Granted, he didn't go to QUITE the same high school, but whatever.
And tomorrow night, I'm going to see The Strokes!!!!!!!! *raucous cheering*
I just have to add a little...footnote shall we say? *stiffles giggles* I think that best friends are the bestest, funnest, coolest thing in the whole world! They can make you feel up when you're down, beautiful when you feel ugly, and just plain OK when you feel like the world's largest freak. So, even though Sparky doesn't read my blog: KUDOS TO YOU FOR BEING THE COOLEST BEST FRIEND IN THE WORLD!!!
Okay, I'm off to do some laundry and finish my linguistics write-up. *muah*
Adendum on the Footnote Discussion:
Sparky: Although, my last packet had my footnote prize--the "text" on page 23 was:
Sparky: " . A little over a year later, in July of 1921 , Adolf Hitler assumed control of the National Socialist German Workers Party. Before he turned truly evil, he actually greatly improved conditions in postwar Germany, allowing the country to recover economically and, clearly, militarily from the Great War."
Sparky: The rest was footnote.
Nevermind!
So, what have I been up to, one might ask? I shall tell you!
For Spring Break, I went home and spent time with the folks and my best buddy Sparky. Then I came back here to do more homework and turn in more papers.
Then came last weekend!!!
I went to the two Van Morrison concerts in San Francisco and saw my dad play. It was sooooooooooooo AWESOME!!!! I also ran into this guy, Joe, who went to high school in my hometown. Granted, he didn't go to QUITE the same high school, but whatever.
And tomorrow night, I'm going to see The Strokes!!!!!!!! *raucous cheering*
I just have to add a little...footnote shall we say? *stiffles giggles* I think that best friends are the bestest, funnest, coolest thing in the whole world! They can make you feel up when you're down, beautiful when you feel ugly, and just plain OK when you feel like the world's largest freak. So, even though Sparky doesn't read my blog: KUDOS TO YOU FOR BEING THE COOLEST BEST FRIEND IN THE WORLD!!!
Okay, I'm off to do some laundry and finish my linguistics write-up. *muah*
Adendum on the Footnote Discussion:
Sparky: Although, my last packet had my footnote prize--the "text" on page 23 was:
Sparky: " . A little over a year later, in July of 1921 , Adolf Hitler assumed control of the National Socialist German Workers Party. Before he turned truly evil, he actually greatly improved conditions in postwar Germany, allowing the country to recover economically and, clearly, militarily from the Great War."
Sparky: The rest was footnote.
And to think, Sparky's not even an English major! *gasp*
Sparky: Footnotes are fun.
Kaitlin: they are, aren't they?
Kaitlin: i don't know why they're so appealing
Sparky: Griffin (It should be noted that the Griffin piece is only one page long, therefore making it difficult to cite page numbers).
Sparky: Like this one^. A mighty fine footnote if I say so myself.
Kaitlin: (laughs)
Sparky: I love footnotes so much. They are the best place to insert dry humour in a serious paper.
Kaitlin: usually they make us use MLA format here, so we don't use footnotes
Kaitlin: *sigh* maybe that's the appeal they hold for me
Kaitlin: they're...forbidden...*looks mysterious*
Sparky: Forbidden fruit is always sweeter.
Sparky: Footnotes are fun.
Kaitlin: they are, aren't they?
Kaitlin: i don't know why they're so appealing
Sparky: Griffin (It should be noted that the Griffin piece is only one page long, therefore making it difficult to cite page numbers).
Sparky: Like this one^. A mighty fine footnote if I say so myself.
Kaitlin: (laughs)
Sparky: I love footnotes so much. They are the best place to insert dry humour in a serious paper.
Kaitlin: usually they make us use MLA format here, so we don't use footnotes
Kaitlin: *sigh* maybe that's the appeal they hold for me
Kaitlin: they're...forbidden...*looks mysterious*
Sparky: Forbidden fruit is always sweeter.
Thursday, February 19
English majors at their best:
Dani: "ITALICS!"
Kaitlin: eek!
Dani: "BOLD!"
Kaitlin: ahhhh
Kaitlin: *hides*
Dani: "UNDERSCORE!"
Kaitlin: not...underlined!!!!
Dani: ...
Kaitlin: no...the ellipse!!! ahhhhhhh
Dani: CAPS LOCK!!!
Kaitlin: oh dear god!! you've done it now!
Dani: Ctrl...Alt...Del!
Dani: MUA HA HA HA!!!
Kaitlin: i'm mellllltiiiing...
Dani: ESC!!!
Kaitlin: *disappears*
Kaitlin: *disembodied voice* where the hell...?
Kaitlin: *command Z*
Kaitlin: *reappears*
Kaitlin: hmmmm....that was weird, but i'm BACK!
The undo button is my friend...(Devi, what was that you were saying about being stupid? Cuz...I just made a MAC joke, so I think I take the cake.^_^)
Dani: "ITALICS!"
Kaitlin: eek!
Dani: "BOLD!"
Kaitlin: ahhhh
Kaitlin: *hides*
Dani: "UNDERSCORE!"
Kaitlin: not...underlined!!!!
Dani: ...
Kaitlin: no...the ellipse!!! ahhhhhhh
Dani: CAPS LOCK!!!
Kaitlin: oh dear god!! you've done it now!
Dani: Ctrl...Alt...Del!
Dani: MUA HA HA HA!!!
Kaitlin: i'm mellllltiiiing...
Dani: ESC!!!
Kaitlin: *disappears*
Kaitlin: *disembodied voice* where the hell...?
Kaitlin: *command Z*
Kaitlin: *reappears*
Kaitlin: hmmmm....that was weird, but i'm BACK!
The undo button is my friend...(Devi, what was that you were saying about being stupid? Cuz...I just made a MAC joke, so I think I take the cake.^_^)
Wednesday, February 18
Hi hi! I'm BACK!!!
Oh my gosh! The nicest thing happened to me yesterday!!!
So, I was coming out of my Shakespeare class, and it was lightly drizzling, but by the time I'd gone about...oh...six feet, it was POURING RAIN. I mean, we aren't talking "raining cats and dogs" here, this is more like..."raining tigers and wolves." So, there I was, no umbrella (forgetful me), in a sweatshirt and jeans (my usual attire) getting utterly soaked and listening to "Stare at the Sun" (ironic, no?) on my iPod. And then, suddenly, there was a big black umbrella over my head!
Now, I know what you're wanting me to say: *deep announcer's voice* "And there he was, this blonde Adonis and we fell in love after one glance in his deep blue eyes..." Okay, so maybe that's not what you're hoping I'd say, but it'd be an interesting story.
But in any case, that's not what happened.
Standing next to me was this Asian girl who just smiled and kept walking. At first I was like, oh, she's trying to get by me and the umbrella just happened to be above my head. But no. She kept with me the whole time. So, I said "Thank you." And her reply was a shrug and "I was walking this way anyway."
I think the world needs more people like that!!!! I mean, I decided I would be like that from now on. Well...if I ever remember my umbrella, which is really really unlikely, knowing me... *trails off mumbling*
AnyWHO. Wasn't that nice? It totally made my day. ^_^
Then last night we had art class. Wow, I wish you could see Danica's picture of the still life. It's sooooooo cool. Mine sucked. The teacher called it "a strange composition" that reminded her of something "dark and gloomy, like a spider." MEH. Obviously she never heard of that old saying "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." *sticks nose in air*
And on THAT note, off I go to finish my linguistics homework. At least the GSI for THAT class always writes NICE things on my homework. *looks extremely put out*
*Muah*!!!!
Oh my gosh! The nicest thing happened to me yesterday!!!
So, I was coming out of my Shakespeare class, and it was lightly drizzling, but by the time I'd gone about...oh...six feet, it was POURING RAIN. I mean, we aren't talking "raining cats and dogs" here, this is more like..."raining tigers and wolves." So, there I was, no umbrella (forgetful me), in a sweatshirt and jeans (my usual attire) getting utterly soaked and listening to "Stare at the Sun" (ironic, no?) on my iPod. And then, suddenly, there was a big black umbrella over my head!
Now, I know what you're wanting me to say: *deep announcer's voice* "And there he was, this blonde Adonis and we fell in love after one glance in his deep blue eyes..." Okay, so maybe that's not what you're hoping I'd say, but it'd be an interesting story.
But in any case, that's not what happened.
Standing next to me was this Asian girl who just smiled and kept walking. At first I was like, oh, she's trying to get by me and the umbrella just happened to be above my head. But no. She kept with me the whole time. So, I said "Thank you." And her reply was a shrug and "I was walking this way anyway."
I think the world needs more people like that!!!! I mean, I decided I would be like that from now on. Well...if I ever remember my umbrella, which is really really unlikely, knowing me... *trails off mumbling*
AnyWHO. Wasn't that nice? It totally made my day. ^_^
Then last night we had art class. Wow, I wish you could see Danica's picture of the still life. It's sooooooo cool. Mine sucked. The teacher called it "a strange composition" that reminded her of something "dark and gloomy, like a spider." MEH. Obviously she never heard of that old saying "if you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." *sticks nose in air*
And on THAT note, off I go to finish my linguistics homework. At least the GSI for THAT class always writes NICE things on my homework. *looks extremely put out*
*Muah*!!!!
Monday, February 16
Well, this was an exciting weekend for me!
Friday: Dani, Devi, Nancy, Eric and I went out to dinner at Giovanni's down the street. We got all dressed up and it was really fun. We were having more fun than any other table in the place! Then again...maybe we're just crazy...
Anyway, so there was this waiter who seemed to fancy Eric a whole lot. He kept bringing Eric more water and another soda, etc. So, Devika started getting jealous, and it became this joke about Gay Waiter Boy and Eric. And we took all these pictures. It was fun times. If you wanna see the pictures, I'm sure that Devi is putting some up on her blog, so you can look there.
Then, Dani, Nancy, Severin, Lisa, Myung, and I went to see Love Actually in Wheeler. One of my favorite movies. I love that movie. *sniffle*
Next, Dani and I went to a party at my friend Kristina's. Mucho fun. We stood around and watched all the drunk people be funny. hehe. I love Kristina, she's so cool. Oh and Emer got a haircut and she straightened her hair! She's looks really nice. Oh, and then we ran into a friend of Dani's from Italian, Efron or something (I just remember him as Enrico...don't ask...) and one of his friends, Kevin, the Atypical Asian (once again, don't ask). Both of whom proceeded to rib Dani mercilessly for something that wasn't her fault. *grumble* Dorks. *shakes fist in protective roommate fashion* But they were nice otherwise.
Then I did a paper and sat around all weekend. I know, I know, I'm tres exciting.
That's all for now, I guess! Talk to you soon! *muah*
Kaitlin: i still say we need to go back and bitch slap that waiter
Devika: haha!
Devika: i know!!!!
Devika: *the look*
Kaitlin: hahahahhaa
Friday: Dani, Devi, Nancy, Eric and I went out to dinner at Giovanni's down the street. We got all dressed up and it was really fun. We were having more fun than any other table in the place! Then again...maybe we're just crazy...
Anyway, so there was this waiter who seemed to fancy Eric a whole lot. He kept bringing Eric more water and another soda, etc. So, Devika started getting jealous, and it became this joke about Gay Waiter Boy and Eric. And we took all these pictures. It was fun times. If you wanna see the pictures, I'm sure that Devi is putting some up on her blog, so you can look there.
Then, Dani, Nancy, Severin, Lisa, Myung, and I went to see Love Actually in Wheeler. One of my favorite movies. I love that movie. *sniffle*
Next, Dani and I went to a party at my friend Kristina's. Mucho fun. We stood around and watched all the drunk people be funny. hehe. I love Kristina, she's so cool. Oh and Emer got a haircut and she straightened her hair! She's looks really nice. Oh, and then we ran into a friend of Dani's from Italian, Efron or something (I just remember him as Enrico...don't ask...) and one of his friends, Kevin, the Atypical Asian (once again, don't ask). Both of whom proceeded to rib Dani mercilessly for something that wasn't her fault. *grumble* Dorks. *shakes fist in protective roommate fashion* But they were nice otherwise.
Then I did a paper and sat around all weekend. I know, I know, I'm tres exciting.
That's all for now, I guess! Talk to you soon! *muah*
Kaitlin: i still say we need to go back and bitch slap that waiter
Devika: haha!
Devika: i know!!!!
Devika: *the look*
Kaitlin: hahahahhaa
Thursday, February 12
Ah, yes, my friends are crazy...
Highlights of today's conversations (I just HAD to share the hilarity!!!).
Sparky attempting to help me with my linguistics homework.
Sparky: funky d is "simply dental"
Sparky: sounds like a cheap novel
Kaitlin: hahahahahaha
Sparky: or a really bad movie...
Sparky: "simply dental....starring brad pitt and jennifer aniston"
Kaitlin: hehehehe
Sparky: "he was a dentist, trying to forget his past..."
Sparky: "she was an interior designer, trying to forge a new future..."
Sparky: "their fates tragically collide..."
Sparky: in
Sparky: SIMPLY DENTAL
Sparky: "doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo do!"
Kaitlin: hahahahaha
Sparky: i should write blurbs for movies, dude, this is fun
Notice that my contribution to the conversation was basically nil. :-p
Danica...there is no explanation, she's just funny.
Danica: I have to peeeeee.
Kaitlin: the bathroom's freeeeeeeeee.
Danica: Yes, but you seeeeeeeee...
Danica: ...I don't want to have to move my tushieeeeee.
Danica: That's Jewish for ass.
I love my friends. They make my life interesting! Even when I'm doing Linguistics homework!!
Highlights of today's conversations (I just HAD to share the hilarity!!!).
Sparky attempting to help me with my linguistics homework.
Sparky: funky d is "simply dental"
Sparky: sounds like a cheap novel
Kaitlin: hahahahahaha
Sparky: or a really bad movie...
Sparky: "simply dental....starring brad pitt and jennifer aniston"
Kaitlin: hehehehe
Sparky: "he was a dentist, trying to forget his past..."
Sparky: "she was an interior designer, trying to forge a new future..."
Sparky: "their fates tragically collide..."
Sparky: in
Sparky: SIMPLY DENTAL
Sparky: "doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo do!"
Kaitlin: hahahahaha
Sparky: i should write blurbs for movies, dude, this is fun
Notice that my contribution to the conversation was basically nil. :-p
Danica...there is no explanation, she's just funny.
Danica: I have to peeeeee.
Kaitlin: the bathroom's freeeeeeeeee.
Danica: Yes, but you seeeeeeeee...
Danica: ...I don't want to have to move my tushieeeeee.
Danica: That's Jewish for ass.
I love my friends. They make my life interesting! Even when I'm doing Linguistics homework!!
Wednesday, February 11
Okay, so, everyone knows I hate Valentine's Day. Well. Apparently so do most of my friends. (Yay! NO VALENTINE'S!!!!) Anyway, so Sparky and I were talking about how much we hated it and how it was so pointless.
Kaitlin: you know, there's only one good thing about valentine's day...the sales on candy
Sparky: something depressing about eating truffles out of a heart shaped box, gloomily pondering their undoubted effect on one's midriff.
Kaitlin: Haha
Sparky: valentines sales=no summer bikini for me!
Hehe. I'm kinda hyped on Sudafed at the moment (just ask Devi), so everything and everyone is funny right now. *giggles*
Kaitlin: you know, there's only one good thing about valentine's day...the sales on candy
Sparky: something depressing about eating truffles out of a heart shaped box, gloomily pondering their undoubted effect on one's midriff.
Kaitlin: Haha
Sparky: valentines sales=no summer bikini for me!
Hehe. I'm kinda hyped on Sudafed at the moment (just ask Devi), so everything and everyone is funny right now. *giggles*
That's right! I'm back!
Well...sort of...I'm not back for a big post. But I just HAD to share this. This is Devika's opinion of my tanless skin:
Devika: why cant i be all one color?
Kaitlin: well, at least you're brown every where else
Kaitlin: and they can't be THAT white
Kaitlin: you're naturally brown
Devika: well they're like 10 shades lighter brown!
Devika: hehe
Kaitlin: hehe
Devika: *sigh*
Devika: the trials and tribulations of my life!
Kaitlin: think about how I must feel then!!!!!!!
Kaitlin: i mean, it's not only my boobs, it's EVERYwhere
Devika: haha
Devika: but at least its uniform!
Kaitlin: hmph
Kaitlin: that's not a comfort
Devika: like if u were white everywhere else...and only brown on ur boobs...
Devika: that would suck
Kaitlin: hahahahahahahahahhaha
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Well...sort of...I'm not back for a big post. But I just HAD to share this. This is Devika's opinion of my tanless skin:
Devika: why cant i be all one color?
Kaitlin: well, at least you're brown every where else
Kaitlin: and they can't be THAT white
Kaitlin: you're naturally brown
Devika: well they're like 10 shades lighter brown!
Devika: hehe
Kaitlin: hehe
Devika: *sigh*
Devika: the trials and tribulations of my life!
Kaitlin: think about how I must feel then!!!!!!!
Kaitlin: i mean, it's not only my boobs, it's EVERYwhere
Devika: haha
Devika: but at least its uniform!
Kaitlin: hmph
Kaitlin: that's not a comfort
Devika: like if u were white everywhere else...and only brown on ur boobs...
Devika: that would suck
Kaitlin: hahahahahahahahahhaha
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Wednesday, January 21
I'm BACK!!!
Well, kinda. My internet is fritzing, so I'm only sorta back. :-p I'm back in a physical sense, but not an online sense.
My break was grrrrrrrrreat! How was everyone's? Good? Great? (Notice that "Bad" is not a choice. Pure optimism speaking. ^_^) I didn't do anything of importance, just hung out. Woohoo! It was a dream vacation! The only thing missing was the Bahamas-type weather. Unfortunately, it wasn't very sunny up in beautiful, gray Mendocino. So, if I seem to surpass my usual pastiness when you see me, you'll understand why.
Classes seem like they're going to FANtastic! I'm taking Shakespeare (ENG 17), English 45B, Intro to Linguistics (LING 100), Irish (CELTIC 85) and HOPEFULLY Classic Myths (CLAS 28). There might be a little problem with that last one though, due to my own stupidity and laziness. *Sighs and rubs back of neck with shame* Anyway.
Notice to ALL: I am NO LONGER doing Astrophysics. Let's not talk about it. K? K. (*muah*! I still love you.)
Okie dokie. I am off to attempt to understand my internet's fickle affection.
*MUAH*!!! (It's good to be back!)
Well, kinda. My internet is fritzing, so I'm only sorta back. :-p I'm back in a physical sense, but not an online sense.
My break was grrrrrrrrreat! How was everyone's? Good? Great? (Notice that "Bad" is not a choice. Pure optimism speaking. ^_^) I didn't do anything of importance, just hung out. Woohoo! It was a dream vacation! The only thing missing was the Bahamas-type weather. Unfortunately, it wasn't very sunny up in beautiful, gray Mendocino. So, if I seem to surpass my usual pastiness when you see me, you'll understand why.
Classes seem like they're going to FANtastic! I'm taking Shakespeare (ENG 17), English 45B, Intro to Linguistics (LING 100), Irish (CELTIC 85) and HOPEFULLY Classic Myths (CLAS 28). There might be a little problem with that last one though, due to my own stupidity and laziness. *Sighs and rubs back of neck with shame* Anyway.
Notice to ALL: I am NO LONGER doing Astrophysics. Let's not talk about it. K? K. (*muah*! I still love you.)
Okie dokie. I am off to attempt to understand my internet's fickle affection.
*MUAH*!!! (It's good to be back!)
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