Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
30 abr 2004
my space chums...
Every monologue i've done this semester involves me speaking with aliens.
in the last two plays i did i was an English teacher.
Perhaps i am typecast for these things?
Heyya Prosecution people~i'll be back in EC for the show on the 14th. Who wants to come with me??
(somewheres on the map~
)
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Every monologue i've done this semester involves me speaking with aliens.
in the last two plays i did i was an English teacher.
Perhaps i am typecast for these things?
Heyya Prosecution people~i'll be back in EC for the show on the 14th. Who wants to come with me??
(somewheres on the map~
)
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29 abr 2004
Which Empire Records character would YOU be? Hmmm?
This quiz made while Angel was procrastinating her ass off.
28 abr 2004
hannah hoch and the space race...
See the joins.
must write essay, not look at pretty pictures all day. argh. ¶ 09:16 0 comments
See the joins.
must write essay, not look at pretty pictures all day. argh. ¶ 09:16 0 comments
27 abr 2004
the green ones stick best
Oh, i did forget to mention. Dave/Ans' Wisconsin Jell-O didinfact win at the Jell-O competion for most Wisconsin. Meat Jell-O isn't as awful as expected... but beer is much, much worse than i would have guessed.
And Rachel, of course you win most Graceful Jell-O Shirt Spill. With Honours. ¶ 13:35 0 comments
Oh, i did forget to mention. Dave/Ans' Wisconsin Jell-O didinfact win at the Jell-O competion for most Wisconsin. Meat Jell-O isn't as awful as expected... but beer is much, much worse than i would have guessed.
And Rachel, of course you win most Graceful Jell-O Shirt Spill. With Honours. ¶ 13:35 0 comments
with the landlord around the corner, and the crew team down the hall.... BELZAR
I found housing for next fall, a little apartment right on the lake with a superhypergirlnamedBekah. Bekah is fun, hopefully not too much fun. The kind of girl i always smile at but never really talk to, and secretly wonder how life could be so singularly great all the fucking time for them. Gospel singer, eh. We both *speak spanish.*
i still don't know about this summer... at this rate,
i'll probably be in EC, with almost everyone,
but not everyone... most of you, at least, for awhile.
but not all.
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I found housing for next fall, a little apartment right on the lake with a superhypergirlnamedBekah. Bekah is fun, hopefully not too much fun. The kind of girl i always smile at but never really talk to, and secretly wonder how life could be so singularly great all the fucking time for them. Gospel singer, eh. We both *speak spanish.*
i still don't know about this summer... at this rate,
i'll probably be in EC, with almost everyone,
but not everyone... most of you, at least, for awhile.
but not all.
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26 abr 2004
he said change the channel
i've got problems of my own
i'm so sick of hearing about drugs
and aids
and people without homes
and i said, well,
i'd like to sympathize with that
but if you don't understand
then how can you act
~Ani~
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i've got problems of my own
i'm so sick of hearing about drugs
and aids
and people without homes
and i said, well,
i'd like to sympathize with that
but if you don't understand
then how can you act
~Ani~
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25 abr 2004
"She is weak. Let's hunt." ~Sam~
"Well, that once contained propane." ~Prof~
I would say that the field trip this weekend was awesome, however it frozen rained all night and hailed all morning. We detoured to the UP and i didn't hear a single accent, which is sad as i love UPper accents. The glorious formations we were on our way to see were flooded due to frozen rain, so we detoured further to a kimberlite... a really lame kimberlite. (okay, most of the stops Saturday ruled my world... Wausau people, i love rib mountain very much. I saw you from atop it.)
But last night was (very) fun, though cold cold cold (snow within sight of our campsite cold). Too much (in my conservative opinion) wine and other healthful consumables were about, but a certain Prof is very interesting after a bottle....
(my life is highly unprobable.)
oh yes, through the murk of "when i was in Bulgaria" and "the outback of Patagonia" and "steaming boulders in Mount Saint Helens" stories, Angie, Justin and i came up with a glorious plan.
(fruitation of which Justin believes to be quite probable.)
I may go to Argentina next January.
We will all go to Argentina next January.
(for some quat work and some glacial work and some volcanism work and some.... matè. I LOVE it.)
"How'd you like that Flavor?" ~Sam, in a fashion after the (other) Prof~
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"Well, that once contained propane." ~Prof~
I would say that the field trip this weekend was awesome, however it frozen rained all night and hailed all morning. We detoured to the UP and i didn't hear a single accent, which is sad as i love UPper accents. The glorious formations we were on our way to see were flooded due to frozen rain, so we detoured further to a kimberlite... a really lame kimberlite. (okay, most of the stops Saturday ruled my world... Wausau people, i love rib mountain very much. I saw you from atop it.)
But last night was (very) fun, though cold cold cold (snow within sight of our campsite cold). Too much (in my conservative opinion) wine and other healthful consumables were about, but a certain Prof is very interesting after a bottle....
(my life is highly unprobable.)
oh yes, through the murk of "when i was in Bulgaria" and "the outback of Patagonia" and "steaming boulders in Mount Saint Helens" stories, Angie, Justin and i came up with a glorious plan.
(fruitation of which Justin believes to be quite probable.)
I may go to Argentina next January.
We will all go to Argentina next January.
(for some quat work and some glacial work and some volcanism work and some.... matè. I LOVE it.)
"How'd you like that Flavor?" ~Sam, in a fashion after the (other) Prof~
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23 abr 2004
i've got my nine nine nine nine iron
in the backseat
just in case
indeed, i was also listening to Tori today. G'morning, chap!
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in the backseat
just in case
indeed, i was also listening to Tori today. G'morning, chap!
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"Reading is a conversation. All books talk. But a good book listens as well."
--Mark Haddon-- ¶ 09:33 0 comments
--Mark Haddon-- ¶ 09:33 0 comments
because there is no sport quite like competitive Jell-O
Today is the annual Geology Department Jell-O competition.
Dave (the future President of undergradgeoclub under whom i will be VP... he looks eerily like Nate, same colic, stance and such... and pauses after saying garbled things as if waiting for your reaction, while your brain is still unsure whether he's really speaking the same language. However, he's obsessed with basketball and boulder-sized flourite crystals, quite unlike Nate) is making the ULTIMATE WISCONSIN Jell-O.
It sounds disgusting.
yup, meat jell-O is back.
He's using Leine's Honey Weiss rather than water (because beer is more WI than water), and filling it with brats and cheese curds.
Ewwwwwww... is what i said. I believe he hopes to win the 'most tasy' category. hm. ¶ 09:14 0 comments
Today is the annual Geology Department Jell-O competition.
Dave (the future President of undergradgeoclub under whom i will be VP... he looks eerily like Nate, same colic, stance and such... and pauses after saying garbled things as if waiting for your reaction, while your brain is still unsure whether he's really speaking the same language. However, he's obsessed with basketball and boulder-sized flourite crystals, quite unlike Nate) is making the ULTIMATE WISCONSIN Jell-O.
It sounds disgusting.
yup, meat jell-O is back.
He's using Leine's Honey Weiss rather than water (because beer is more WI than water), and filling it with brats and cheese curds.
Ewwwwwww... is what i said. I believe he hopes to win the 'most tasy' category. hm. ¶ 09:14 0 comments
22 abr 2004
the first time i was on the third floor i thought it was a ghost
and now it'll be true.
Yup, Lincon Elementary is finally shutting its ghetto doors. Final open house May 2, 2004.
I don't know why that makes me so sad, but it does. (or maybe it's the fact that in the very same email from my mom she told me Audrey died...) ¶ 18:38 0 comments
and now it'll be true.
Yup, Lincon Elementary is finally shutting its ghetto doors. Final open house May 2, 2004.
I don't know why that makes me so sad, but it does. (or maybe it's the fact that in the very same email from my mom she told me Audrey died...) ¶ 18:38 0 comments
eh, you do own a book, right?
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
1)
HANNAH: Valentine. He's at Oxford, technically.
2)
And I know none of it will follow me to New York; my vision is narrowing to a single wavelength of probability.
(yes, Arcadia and Burning Chrome were equidistant from me.)
(via danah.) ¶ 08:21 0 comments
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal along with these instructions.
1)
HANNAH: Valentine. He's at Oxford, technically.
2)
And I know none of it will follow me to New York; my vision is narrowing to a single wavelength of probability.
(yes, Arcadia and Burning Chrome were equidistant from me.)
(via danah.) ¶ 08:21 0 comments
21 abr 2004
20 abr 2004
19 abr 2004
'i feel like the jerk of the year...'
Okay, not really, but only because i'm desensitized to such things. Sounds like the assembly sucked, ay? Audrey at home with cancer, Jim in hospital with cancer, and the cousins gettin' bapitzed. Bloody hell.
On a more local (spatially & temporally) note, i am totally screwed for housing next year. As i said, i didn't get into the co-op i wanted for next year, and the others in ze area are fillin' up fast... it's rather past time to have these things figured out. My friend Morgan has an apartment she needs subletted, but it's real expensive. I haven't seen it yet, but i think it'd be easiest on me to just go for that, as i hate the whole looking for a place to live thing (another reason i stayed in EC last year).
But then....
so i talked to my mom about this, and her great advice on housing was to make more Witness friends. "Make friends before you need them," la de da. I need friends... i don't need more witnesses. It's bad enough, for me personally, to have so many old Witness friends that i could never talk to honestly. Her suggestion i go find myself more just makes me... angry. I'm too dishonest as it is, i don't want more.
but anyway, part 2 of Monday's ridiculous story:
my mom doesn't think she'll be able to find a job in EC, as the unemployment rate is 6%
and Phillips Plastics downsized
and Pleasant Company left
while the unemployment rate in Madison is a mere 1.6%... so now she thinks she could get a job here and visit Stanley on the weekends. I.E. (Does i.e. stand for "Indication of Error"? because it BETTER) she wants to rent an apartment in Madtown for both of us... i.e., (mo' errors) we'd live together again.
I'm calling my dad. He's forgetful, but at least he's not certifiable.
"Erg" is a sea of sand, and "bezoar" is the scientific name for a hairball. ¶ 09:18 0 comments
Okay, not really, but only because i'm desensitized to such things. Sounds like the assembly sucked, ay? Audrey at home with cancer, Jim in hospital with cancer, and the cousins gettin' bapitzed. Bloody hell.
On a more local (spatially & temporally) note, i am totally screwed for housing next year. As i said, i didn't get into the co-op i wanted for next year, and the others in ze area are fillin' up fast... it's rather past time to have these things figured out. My friend Morgan has an apartment she needs subletted, but it's real expensive. I haven't seen it yet, but i think it'd be easiest on me to just go for that, as i hate the whole looking for a place to live thing (another reason i stayed in EC last year).
But then....
so i talked to my mom about this, and her great advice on housing was to make more Witness friends. "Make friends before you need them," la de da. I need friends... i don't need more witnesses. It's bad enough, for me personally, to have so many old Witness friends that i could never talk to honestly. Her suggestion i go find myself more just makes me... angry. I'm too dishonest as it is, i don't want more.
but anyway, part 2 of Monday's ridiculous story:
my mom doesn't think she'll be able to find a job in EC, as the unemployment rate is 6%
and Phillips Plastics downsized
and Pleasant Company left
while the unemployment rate in Madison is a mere 1.6%... so now she thinks she could get a job here and visit Stanley on the weekends. I.E. (Does i.e. stand for "Indication of Error"? because it BETTER) she wants to rent an apartment in Madtown for both of us... i.e., (mo' errors) we'd live together again.
I'm calling my dad. He's forgetful, but at least he's not certifiable.
"Erg" is a sea of sand, and "bezoar" is the scientific name for a hairball. ¶ 09:18 0 comments
18 abr 2004
ah, the humble roadcut...
I almost fell off a cliff while searching for galena, and never found any anyway. I did find some pretty calcite and sphlerite (i think... i'm not a very good minerologist) in a limestone. Pretty layers. And i found a baby calcite crystal, but it has perfect cleavage, so i kept it. It was in a pile of mud i grasped desperately as i stumbled gracefully down the cliff on highway 151.
When i got back i showed Heather my rocks, and she liked them. The striped one is very pretty (did i mention that? Notice i didn't say cute, as i am suddenly prone to doing). Then i couldn't find my red notebook, and built a fortress with all my paper fungus searching for it. I'm going to live in my fortress of books and magazine clippings, it will be very safe and hard to fall out of. ¶ 21:43 0 comments
I almost fell off a cliff while searching for galena, and never found any anyway. I did find some pretty calcite and sphlerite (i think... i'm not a very good minerologist) in a limestone. Pretty layers. And i found a baby calcite crystal, but it has perfect cleavage, so i kept it. It was in a pile of mud i grasped desperately as i stumbled gracefully down the cliff on highway 151.
When i got back i showed Heather my rocks, and she liked them. The striped one is very pretty (did i mention that? Notice i didn't say cute, as i am suddenly prone to doing). Then i couldn't find my red notebook, and built a fortress with all my paper fungus searching for it. I'm going to live in my fortress of books and magazine clippings, it will be very safe and hard to fall out of. ¶ 21:43 0 comments
The field trip today was okay, everybody was tired and unispired to make great discoveries. Heh, great discoveries in Wisconsin. "Geology in Wisconsin is all about the subtleties."
I'm not a big fan of these 'today i bought groceries and slammed a door' posts, but my more general 'this is what i was thinking about' posts never generate responses. ¶ 14:25 0 comments
I'm not a big fan of these 'today i bought groceries and slammed a door' posts, but my more general 'this is what i was thinking about' posts never generate responses. ¶ 14:25 0 comments
17 abr 2004
Every statement i make is a lie. Nothing i say has sharp edges, a point in space where i point to, "no more sarah here, but this area? full of sarah." I'll tell you one thing, and clarify it next, you don't know why. It's because i'm lying all the time. Constantly. Case in point: i'm extremely honest. Anything you want to know i'd tell you.
But everything i have has caveats; my truths suffer the Christmas Tree Bill syndrome more than certain acts recently passed. For me to say yes in any given situation, i must first qualify all the nos.
How exhausting.
"She is, as I once explained drunkenly to someone who thought she might be the better for a little vigorous repression, a teleological child." -Barbara Grizzuti Harrison on her daugher, Anna, 1978-
You see? I don't even drink, but BGH's truth is more real to me than my own.
"when you grow up surrounded
by willful ignorance
you have to believe
mercy has its own country
and that it's round and borderless"
-Ani-
"I don't lie, i just change my mynd a lot"~me (boy that was a lot funnier then)~
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But everything i have has caveats; my truths suffer the Christmas Tree Bill syndrome more than certain acts recently passed. For me to say yes in any given situation, i must first qualify all the nos.
How exhausting.
"She is, as I once explained drunkenly to someone who thought she might be the better for a little vigorous repression, a teleological child." -Barbara Grizzuti Harrison on her daugher, Anna, 1978-
You see? I don't even drink, but BGH's truth is more real to me than my own.
"when you grow up surrounded
by willful ignorance
you have to believe
mercy has its own country
and that it's round and borderless"
-Ani-
"I don't lie, i just change my mynd a lot"~me (boy that was a lot funnier then)~
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16 abr 2004
Interesting...
but she thought nothing of it.
I have an intense desire to be understood by everyone i meet, by everyone i know, at every step of the way. The problem is that i truly come from my own little world, not easily understood in common terms. Summarizing can be hazardous. ¶ 23:19 0 comments
I LOVE those day-after "so... did i say anything weird...?" calls. The amusement never ends. ¶ 13:56 0 comments
One geo prayer/admiration/hokeypokey circle later and i feel much, much better.
Field trip tommorroww! ¶ 09:14 0 comments
15 abr 2004
AND
i didn't get into the co-op where i wanted to live next year.
my list of failures grows and grows....
"no matter how low there's always furthur to go" --Blur-- ¶ 19:09 0 comments
i didn't get into the co-op where i wanted to live next year.
my list of failures grows and grows....
"no matter how low there's always furthur to go" --Blur-- ¶ 19:09 0 comments
I was just refreshed with the irony that my mom is going to college for "Business Administration."
Has there ever been a family stupider than myne with money? Ever? Who out there is stupid with money like i? ¶ 11:10 0 comments
Has there ever been a family stupider than myne with money? Ever? Who out there is stupid with money like i? ¶ 11:10 0 comments
Oh, jesus christ... our new team name is "KILLAZZZZ." Kill me now.
And there's even pre-race eating tips. ¶ 10:57 0 comments
And there's even pre-race eating tips. ¶ 10:57 0 comments
WHOA! Blog jumping ROCKS!
Hi Donna, yeah! Utah Phillips! We will figure out a way! That's a Sunday night, it can be done! I am sorry you are sick, but hey, you can drink more hot chocolate that way... i guess.
Hi Blake! Nullius Ex Verba, Indeed! I was actually thinking of changing my tagline to that, but you, my friend, may have it.
Hi Rachel! I'm not panicing, really. Not at all. ¶ 10:55 0 comments
Hi Donna, yeah! Utah Phillips! We will figure out a way! That's a Sunday night, it can be done! I am sorry you are sick, but hey, you can drink more hot chocolate that way... i guess.
Hi Blake! Nullius Ex Verba, Indeed! I was actually thinking of changing my tagline to that, but you, my friend, may have it.
Hi Rachel! I'm not panicing, really. Not at all. ¶ 10:55 0 comments
Time turns on a pin... the failings we give ourselves barely snag the fabric.
"She could taste heaven perfectly" -Tori Amos-
The reply was wonderful, written too eagerly and given even to hubris. But this is what i have, and even the Texan is going, meet by the red W and fun will ensue.
To sleep another day, you know it's true. I didn't get the job i wanted for this summer, i didn't get into the acting class i want for next semester, i won't get any of the classes i want for next semester because i can't register until i pay for this semester (which is, of course, fair enough, just eternally frusterating to poor me) and my mom failed her finance test. I don't know how failing one test could make her fail the whole class, however, she has to pass this class. There's just no other option. She's been in college too long, and the child-support people will catch up soon.
Damn Eau Claire County.
Damn Fafsa people.
"I dread having to explain tartar sauce. This problem of time just points out how far apart we really are." -Jane Wagner- ¶ 10:42 0 comments
"She could taste heaven perfectly" -Tori Amos-
The reply was wonderful, written too eagerly and given even to hubris. But this is what i have, and even the Texan is going, meet by the red W and fun will ensue.
To sleep another day, you know it's true. I didn't get the job i wanted for this summer, i didn't get into the acting class i want for next semester, i won't get any of the classes i want for next semester because i can't register until i pay for this semester (which is, of course, fair enough, just eternally frusterating to poor me) and my mom failed her finance test. I don't know how failing one test could make her fail the whole class, however, she has to pass this class. There's just no other option. She's been in college too long, and the child-support people will catch up soon.
Damn Eau Claire County.
Damn Fafsa people.
"I dread having to explain tartar sauce. This problem of time just points out how far apart we really are." -Jane Wagner- ¶ 10:42 0 comments
14 abr 2004
Yay, i made my own hell... sorta. But it's true, Bette Midler is in Limbo. And Tofu is evil, pure.
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Bette Midler
Circle I Limbo
Your Mom, Scientologists
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Leibnitz
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
DesCartes
Circle IV Rolling Weights
Creationists
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
George Bush
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
The Pope
Circle VII Burning Sands
Advertisers
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Tofu
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
"Sarah Eddy, as future Vice-President of the Geology Club, it is your responsibility to cheer me on in the beer rolling contest tomorroww. Was the Mississippian the second largest extinction ever?"
"No... in any case, quartz arenite doesn't form dikes. Where is this party at?" ¶ 09:09 0 comments
"No... in any case, quartz arenite doesn't form dikes. Where is this party at?" ¶ 09:09 0 comments
13 abr 2004
12 abr 2004
and right now i'm not happy because i couldn't sleep last night. so i've broken the no-coffee rule... but i lamely justify it as i have a test in half an hour. Ergh, lemme sleep.
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Donna, that is the most marvellous plan ever! Someone please go borrow Walker now!
(i was just thinking yesterday how nice a quiet smoke would be)
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(i was just thinking yesterday how nice a quiet smoke would be)
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11 abr 2004
Today i watched Trading Spaces and While You Were Out, and finally i enjoy those shows. Maybe just cause they remind me of Mary & co., watching and commenting on them back in the day. Plaid can be awesome.
My hair is braided with ribbons, which makes me look very Mexico 1912, sans guns claro. I have new red shoes, that my mom bought for me (i've given up on buying all my shoes in foreign lands), that click click very professionally as i walk down the hall. Professionalism isn't an attitude, it's a shoe style.
The Guatemalan called again, when i wasn't around, and talked to Heather. Heather has great Spanish for someone who only took a year of it in highschool, which is to say she can order tapas and swear at French tourists (which she did when she was in Spain), but not enough to say "bugger off, you're annoying my roommate."
note to self: look up how to say "bugger off" in Spanish. ¶ 14:07 0 comments
My hair is braided with ribbons, which makes me look very Mexico 1912, sans guns claro. I have new red shoes, that my mom bought for me (i've given up on buying all my shoes in foreign lands), that click click very professionally as i walk down the hall. Professionalism isn't an attitude, it's a shoe style.
The Guatemalan called again, when i wasn't around, and talked to Heather. Heather has great Spanish for someone who only took a year of it in highschool, which is to say she can order tapas and swear at French tourists (which she did when she was in Spain), but not enough to say "bugger off, you're annoying my roommate."
note to self: look up how to say "bugger off" in Spanish. ¶ 14:07 0 comments
10 abr 2004
You are a GRAMMAR GOD!
If your mission in life is not already to
preserve the English tongue, it should be.
Congratulations and thank you!
How grammatically sound are you?
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I went to a silent movie today. It was really good, and the piano player was awesome. But i didn't meet any cute boys, like last time i went to a movie alone.
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9 abr 2004
The reason i would like to be wrong more is that often i am really pessimistic about something, i turn out to be correct.
For instance, Bush and Clear Channel. Now, we all know that the plutocracy is supported the same way the communications monopoly is. But why suppose they're actually connected? Unless in the wee hours you're a conspiracy theorist, like me when i don't sleep.
BUT ITS THE TRUTH.
Brought to my attention by Ben, who is of the mindset that writing a few letters should meliorate this situation. I'm of that optimistic mindset also, but then again i slept yesterday. Start somewhere....
"In the end, it all comes down to whether or not the American people deserve a democracy."
and whether or not we deserve our own airwaves....
"The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears this is true." --James Branch Cabell--
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For instance, Bush and Clear Channel. Now, we all know that the plutocracy is supported the same way the communications monopoly is. But why suppose they're actually connected? Unless in the wee hours you're a conspiracy theorist, like me when i don't sleep.
BUT ITS THE TRUTH.
Brought to my attention by Ben, who is of the mindset that writing a few letters should meliorate this situation. I'm of that optimistic mindset also, but then again i slept yesterday. Start somewhere....
"In the end, it all comes down to whether or not the American people deserve a democracy."
and whether or not we deserve our own airwaves....
"The optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears this is true." --James Branch Cabell--
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8 abr 2004
She does comics, she does the Indigo Girls.
We like her here. Very much.
However, we hate sarah's damn cd player that won't play said cd with the beautiful cover art. ¶ 22:21 0 comments
We like her here. Very much.
However, we hate sarah's damn cd player that won't play said cd with the beautiful cover art. ¶ 22:21 0 comments
Well you're more beautiful than ever!
Looking in the car's rearview mirror!
miles miles miles miles away....
--Yeah Yeah Yeahs-- ¶ 22:07 0 comments
Looking in the car's rearview mirror!
miles miles miles miles away....
--Yeah Yeah Yeahs-- ¶ 22:07 0 comments
Emoticons... no. Not allowed.
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Also, i got admitted to an exclusive army gang, "Ferrets" this morning. I have brothers in Germany, LA, and other fabulous places.
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Incidently, i ate tam tams this morning, which are passover crackers. They're really good.
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Heather and i have declared war on vowels. Hebrew doesn't need em, why should we? So if my spelling becomes worse in the near future, you may blame the Jews.
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7 abr 2004
The Nuisance of Facts:
20-something Intellectual: Facts are such a distraction from the essence of what's really happening.
-- Private Party, Brooklyn
yay, New York! (and i'm not being sarcastic this time) ¶ 20:29 0 comments
20-something Intellectual: Facts are such a distraction from the essence of what's really happening.
-- Private Party, Brooklyn
yay, New York! (and i'm not being sarcastic this time) ¶ 20:29 0 comments
The worst thing about a nosebleed in the shower is that it's awfully hard to tell which nostrel is at fault.
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6 abr 2004
I have no money, and the fafsa people refuse to believe the UWMadison people exist.
See, i personally don't care too much if or when this semester gets paid for, except for the fact that i could register Friday if i had my money in. But since i don't, i have no idea when i'll be able to register for next semester.
Do you feel my rage? ¶ 10:13 0 comments
See, i personally don't care too much if or when this semester gets paid for, except for the fact that i could register Friday if i had my money in. But since i don't, i have no idea when i'll be able to register for next semester.
Do you feel my rage? ¶ 10:13 0 comments
5 abr 2004
I would like to be proved wrong more often.
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4 abr 2004
Oh boy, those last couple of posts made absolutely no sense. Okay, story: my roommate, Heather, is amazing. She has finally proven to me that there are people who can sleep more than me. We're talking 14 hours a night, and a nap after class. During the week. She rarely exits her pajamas. Then, when she actually has homework to do, she'll just not sleep. Last night, and i will guess this night, she spent working on some book project all night. At about 2 am, we finally realized the time switch happening, which wasn't a good thing, as i had to wake up this morning at 8.
And then i had a Hot Hot Heat song in my head, and couldn't sleep. So we played Mary mixes a bit too loudly all night. It was okay, as the people next door were grooving too, but normally that'd be poor Liz Waters behaviour. This dorm is too quiet, we're all zombie studybots here. Zombie bots, jesus, someone find me some new words.
So, still haven't slept. Today i drove, with my dad and Kimmy! to Milwaukee, got miss Elyse, then to Chicago Art museum and the Rembrandt display. Can't say i'm a big fan of Rembrandt, but i am a really big fan of the whole museum atmosphere, as well as Elyse and my dad. Kimmy! sometimes.
(a note on Kimmy! for those of you who don't know the rest of the story: she's my dad's girlfriend of just over a year or so, and he always says her name with an exclamationary emphasis, so i write it that way. I myself am not too enthusiastic about her, but i type Kimmy! as that's how my dad says it and i think it's damn funny. and remember, i don't actually live with these people, so i can afford to like them. distance heals all wounds, or insert some other philosophical crap here.)
Oh, and Chicago has lots of Magritte! Beautiful, wonderful, Magritte! (Which, i am in fact excited about, and use the ! in the normal manner.) and some Dali, and such. I like 'surrealism.' (But not the etymology therein somuch. heh, compound words yay)
I have now lived through most of death death death day, i should go check if Heather is still alive... never, if you value your friend's emotions, explain the superstitions of the Japanese late at night.
or... the superstitions may prove to be true. ¶ 20:39 0 comments
And then i had a Hot Hot Heat song in my head, and couldn't sleep. So we played Mary mixes a bit too loudly all night. It was okay, as the people next door were grooving too, but normally that'd be poor Liz Waters behaviour. This dorm is too quiet, we're all zombie studybots here. Zombie bots, jesus, someone find me some new words.
So, still haven't slept. Today i drove, with my dad and Kimmy! to Milwaukee, got miss Elyse, then to Chicago Art museum and the Rembrandt display. Can't say i'm a big fan of Rembrandt, but i am a really big fan of the whole museum atmosphere, as well as Elyse and my dad. Kimmy! sometimes.
(a note on Kimmy! for those of you who don't know the rest of the story: she's my dad's girlfriend of just over a year or so, and he always says her name with an exclamationary emphasis, so i write it that way. I myself am not too enthusiastic about her, but i type Kimmy! as that's how my dad says it and i think it's damn funny. and remember, i don't actually live with these people, so i can afford to like them. distance heals all wounds, or insert some other philosophical crap here.)
Oh, and Chicago has lots of Magritte! Beautiful, wonderful, Magritte! (Which, i am in fact excited about, and use the ! in the normal manner.) and some Dali, and such. I like 'surrealism.' (But not the etymology therein somuch. heh, compound words yay)
I have now lived through most of death death death day, i should go check if Heather is still alive... never, if you value your friend's emotions, explain the superstitions of the Japanese late at night.
or... the superstitions may prove to be true. ¶ 20:39 0 comments
3 abr 2004
Death Death Death Day! Happy Japanese!
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Death Death Day!
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oh, and in other momentous news, i combed my hair today. If you don't think that's a big deal, your hair has never been two feet long.
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Writing is an act of obsession.
Reading is an act of obsession.
Acts of love, acts of obsession. There is absolutely nothing wrong with them. They are marvellous things, unique and splendid.
What is the place of amazing?
Right on your bedside table.
a movie about a book
find the book you loved
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Reading is an act of obsession.
Acts of love, acts of obsession. There is absolutely nothing wrong with them. They are marvellous things, unique and splendid.
What is the place of amazing?
Right on your bedside table.
a movie about a book
find the book you loved
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Oh, and Glynis and i decided that when
you break china, a Chinese person dies
you say you don't believe in dragons, a Welshman dies
you say you don't believe in bagpipes, an Scotsman dies
you say you don't believe in glitter, a glam rocker dies
so don't do these things, PLEASE. ¶ 09:24 0 comments
you break china, a Chinese person dies
you say you don't believe in dragons, a Welshman dies
you say you don't believe in bagpipes, an Scotsman dies
you say you don't believe in glitter, a glam rocker dies
so don't do these things, PLEASE. ¶ 09:24 0 comments
Foreinsics state yesterday. It was neat to see Mary, Glynis, Sierra, Evan, Elise, et cetera. Everybody did really well at state, i suppose that makes sense as it's state, but i was very impressed. Mary's piece was hilarious, even her brother Peter had to admit hearing her speak about menstruation was a good time. Glynis is on her way to getting a guide dog, but poor Magnus (their bagel dog) has Lyme's and howls like a tanker is on his tail whenever the car goes over a bump. I think the guide-dog people will be understanding.
I also got forced to join a frisbee team yesterday. Geology 203, in its ongoing vendetta with 320, has declared frisbee war. We're planning to win with quantity over quality, or at least i hope that's the plan with me on the team. Next up: beer-rolling contest. Someone please explain to me what this is. I'm sure 203 will win, and Dave and Justin will be happy, because we have some 'not quite human' players on our side.
Incidentally, if you like conspiracy theories and all that, Lyme's disease has only been around for about 40-50 years, and it originated in New York state. Mere miles from a government testing facility, known to have previous outleaks. I personally wouldn't be pleased if Lyme's had spread because of some imcompetent paperpusher, but there are books written about it.
Jessie has Lyme's, but she never cried like Magnus. But she does walk crooked. ¶ 09:16 0 comments
I also got forced to join a frisbee team yesterday. Geology 203, in its ongoing vendetta with 320, has declared frisbee war. We're planning to win with quantity over quality, or at least i hope that's the plan with me on the team. Next up: beer-rolling contest. Someone please explain to me what this is. I'm sure 203 will win, and Dave and Justin will be happy, because we have some 'not quite human' players on our side.
Incidentally, if you like conspiracy theories and all that, Lyme's disease has only been around for about 40-50 years, and it originated in New York state. Mere miles from a government testing facility, known to have previous outleaks. I personally wouldn't be pleased if Lyme's had spread because of some imcompetent paperpusher, but there are books written about it.
Jessie has Lyme's, but she never cried like Magnus. But she does walk crooked. ¶ 09:16 0 comments
1 abr 2004
When i was four years old, on April First, my mom said to me, "Sarah! look outside! there's a pony!" and because i was four years old and loved anything that had four legs and fur, i looked out the window. No pony. I cried (big, fat little sarah tears i cried). No pony.
When i was five years old, on April First, my mom said to me, "Sarah! look outside! there's a pony!" and because i was five years old and still loves all things quad-podded (what is the word??) and hairy, i looked out the window. No pony. I don't know if i cried this time or was only marginally annoyed. I probably cried.
When i was six years old, on April First, my mom said to me, "Sarah! look outside! there's a pony!" and because i was jaded beyond my time at this point, i told her to stuff it.
But i've always really wanted that pony to be there.
Especially since every year, she performs some variation of the 'pony outside the window' thing. It doesn't quite have the same effect on a postcard as it did when i lived with her, but it's nice that my mom has one stable quality, anyway.
But not a pony to be seen. ¶ 18:12 0 comments
When i was five years old, on April First, my mom said to me, "Sarah! look outside! there's a pony!" and because i was five years old and still loves all things quad-podded (what is the word??) and hairy, i looked out the window. No pony. I don't know if i cried this time or was only marginally annoyed. I probably cried.
When i was six years old, on April First, my mom said to me, "Sarah! look outside! there's a pony!" and because i was jaded beyond my time at this point, i told her to stuff it.
But i've always really wanted that pony to be there.
Especially since every year, she performs some variation of the 'pony outside the window' thing. It doesn't quite have the same effect on a postcard as it did when i lived with her, but it's nice that my mom has one stable quality, anyway.
But not a pony to be seen. ¶ 18:12 0 comments
"Look out the window! There's a pony!"
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Marathon advising day today. Argh. I don't know what.
Also, i picked the wrong major. EVERY Geologist is a drunkard-even the profs. Awesome for stories, bad for Sarah.
I capitalized my own name. Hm. ¶ 08:26 0 comments
Also, i picked the wrong major. EVERY Geologist is a drunkard-even the profs. Awesome for stories, bad for Sarah.
I capitalized my own name. Hm. ¶ 08:26 0 comments
