Accountable Infinity However (Letters to Myself)
29 abr 2005
Anti-Bryan Five Force Five!
the past:
"I am Bryan R. N., my favorite Regis memory is... no, that happened at the Gemini...."
the present:
[the principal to our Hero:]"Bryan, I don't think that shirt is appropriate."
[our Hero to the principal:]"Actually, that's my name."
and the future:
*probably involves a mixture of confetti, fascism, government drug testing, my "den," and a quadruple Canadian wedding*
note: my "den" is the 6-by-6 extra room in my apartment next year. It's quite cute. ¶ 19:17 2 comments
the past:
"I am Bryan R. N., my favorite Regis memory is... no, that happened at the Gemini...."
the present:
[the principal to our Hero:]"Bryan, I don't think that shirt is appropriate."
[our Hero to the principal:]"Actually, that's my name."
and the future:
*
note: my "den" is the 6-by-6 extra room in my apartment next year. It's quite cute. ¶ 19:17 2 comments
28 abr 2005
supa-fun aim 'convos':
Hola2Sarah: what do you love more? me or Star Wars??
Askew Coup: it's a trick question, isn't it?
[hola2sarah=me; Askew Coup=Blake]
DID YOU KNOW!? THAT YOU ARE ALL A BUNCH OF CHAOS!?!
slashendrant.
Okay: So i was getting veryveryvery excited about my 1920s style salon, set for eons now for May 18th. But, as Lawton brought to my attention moments ago, Star Wars comes out that very same day (or rather, the 19th, but anyone'in the know' who's a big lovable geek will be in line that night). The following people apparently love SW more than the 20s: Bekah, Glynis, Ian, Blake, Nik, Kirk, Eric, Damian, Josh, Bryan, Lawton himself...
anyway!
So i was either thinking of moving the party to the 17th or having a late-night party frolic to visit aforementioned group at the theatre. The problem with moving the party would be that there are people coming from Madison who are already planning for that date.
Honestly, for myself it'd be better to have it a day earlier, as i need to leave for NJ in a timely not-tired manner.
And then i thought, hell, why not run with the chaos and have 2 days of said party? It's not like i'm doing anything else... those... two... days.
Does anyone else have preferences?
phather fraggle: and now bryan, he'll be there too
phather fraggle: he loves star wars more than life
Hola2Sarah: nohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Hola2Sarah: i thought the only thing Bryan loved more than life was me!
phather fraggle: but its the principle of the thing
Hola2Sarah: for sure
Hola2Sarah: but argh... because, you know, that's probably half my paratay
phather fraggle: yeah, sorry, star wars though: only thrice a lifetime
Hola2Sarah: heh
Hola2Sarah: and sarah? how many times a lifetime?
phather fraggle: everyday
Hola2Sarah: nuuuh uuuuuuh, not when i have a 'future'
phather fraggle: even narrowing down to a sarah party and you get more then thrice
Hola2Sarah: by 'future' i mean a job in another state
[P.S.: if you've not heard about the 20s Salon, but know me/my sister/even our talented dog, you're probably invited. My email list was a bit not-complete, and i've grown too lazy for paper invites in my old age.] ¶ 19:03 0 comments
Hola2Sarah: what do you love more? me or Star Wars??
Askew Coup: it's a trick question, isn't it?
[hola2sarah=me; Askew Coup=Blake]
DID YOU KNOW!? THAT YOU ARE ALL A BUNCH OF CHAOS!?!
slashendrant.
Okay: So i was getting veryveryvery excited about my 1920s style salon, set for eons now for May 18th. But, as Lawton brought to my attention moments ago, Star Wars comes out that very same day (or rather, the 19th, but anyone
anyway!
So i was either thinking of moving the party to the 17th or having a late-night party frolic to visit aforementioned group at the theatre. The problem with moving the party would be that there are people coming from Madison who are already planning for that date.
Honestly, for myself it'd be better to have it a day earlier, as i need to leave for NJ in a timely not-tired manner.
And then i thought, hell, why not run with the chaos and have 2 days of said party? It's not like i'm doing anything else... those... two... days.
Does anyone else have preferences?
phather fraggle: and now bryan, he'll be there too
phather fraggle: he loves star wars more than life
Hola2Sarah: nohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Hola2Sarah: i thought the only thing Bryan loved more than life was me!
phather fraggle: but its the principle of the thing
Hola2Sarah: for sure
Hola2Sarah: but argh... because, you know, that's probably half my paratay
phather fraggle: yeah, sorry, star wars though: only thrice a lifetime
Hola2Sarah: heh
Hola2Sarah: and sarah? how many times a lifetime?
phather fraggle: everyday
Hola2Sarah: nuuuh uuuuuuh, not when i have a 'future'
phather fraggle: even narrowing down to a sarah party and you get more then thrice
Hola2Sarah: by 'future' i mean a job in another state
[P.S.: if you've not heard about the 20s Salon, but know me/my sister/even our talented dog, you're probably invited. My email list was a bit not-complete, and i've grown too lazy for paper invites in my old age.] ¶ 19:03 0 comments
Heh, like the horoscopes, except for juvenile rock stars!
Malachite (Cu2CO3(OH)2):
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"WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! Ok, you are now firing a gun at your 'imaginary friend' near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!"-Fight Club-
Yesterday=slept in, sat around and read about forams. Talked to grad student about history of Geology. Made mental note to be less shy because people are awesome. Did 92% of Physics homework on my very own (you're supposed to be impressed by this statistic).
Last night=GeologyGirls' Night Out Women's Night In, involving ice cream and Fight Club. Fight Club was a weird movie to watch after being so tired. It is also, i believe, a weird movie for such gentle souls as myself and co. to love so much. What is the appeal of violence? Also, discovering more memory holes than anticipated. That=bad.
Today=Waltz test, Physics quiz, sitting outside because it is nice out. Read play in Spanish, try not to get too distracted. ¶ 06:08 2 comments
Yesterday=slept in, sat around and read about forams. Talked to grad student about history of Geology. Made mental note to be less shy because people are awesome. Did 92% of Physics homework on my very own (you're supposed to be impressed by this statistic).
Last night=Geology
Today=Waltz test, Physics quiz, sitting outside because it is nice out. Read play in Spanish, try not to get too distracted. ¶ 06:08 2 comments
27 abr 2005
In furthur accordance with Item (1), here's more news that has to do with Bryan. We need to at some point figure out what car we're using for the Canadian Blast. Rachel: will you have a license by then? i'm thinking i could ask my dad to borrow Sindy, but considering i'm already stealing the car for a week of May i'm not sure that will go over too well. Also, what dates work for everybody?
My summer:
May 13th: Last Final
May 15th: "Hoedown" or something that my mom's making me do, Stanley
May 18th: 20s Salon, EC
May 19th: Leave for NJ
May 21st: Be in NJ
July 31st: Done with internship/REU
August 9-11: Lil' trip to Iowa (Opus)
~End of August: back to Madison
So, unless i don't go to Iowa, it looks like the third week of August is all that works for me. Tony, Bryan, RR, opinions? ¶ 08:07 5 comments
My summer:
May 13th: Last Final
May 15th: "Hoedown" or something that my mom's making me do, Stanley
May 18th: 20s Salon, EC
May 19th: Leave for NJ
May 21st: Be in NJ
July 31st: Done with internship/REU
August 9-11: Lil' trip to Iowa (Opus)
~End of August: back to Madison
So, unless i don't go to Iowa, it looks like the third week of August is all that works for me. Tony, Bryan, RR, opinions? ¶ 08:07 5 comments
the purposes of this blog:
1. Announce to the world just how cool Bryan is.
2. Amuse myself
3. Store pictures, lists, et cetera, to combat my poor memory.
In accordance with Item (1), please note that Bryan's obsessive personality has found its way online for the amusement of all.
In furthur accordance with Item (1), i would like to report that Bryan is very excited about Kati being in Germany, but also that she will be back August 4th 2005. [which is amazingly one of the few weeks all summer i too will be home.] Bryan also lost money on betting who would become Pope, but he is okay with the outcome anyway; it had been 1000 years since the last German Pope.
Note: 1000 is a multiple of 5. Of course.
scene: both sarah & Bryan on cell phones, opposite ends of the state; both walking home:
Bryan: Do you ever think of me and realize you're never in Eau Claire to see me and just scream, 'AHHHH, Life is Pain!'? Or, do you ever realize you know me and proudly beam--PROUDLY BEAM--as you walk down the street?
Me: Ah, both. Spontaneously and... not often simultaneously, but it's been known to happen. ¶ 07:48 0 comments
1. Announce to the world just how cool Bryan is.
2. Amuse myself
3. Store pictures, lists, et cetera, to combat my poor memory.
In accordance with Item (1), please note that Bryan's obsessive personality has found its way online for the amusement of all.
In furthur accordance with Item (1), i would like to report that Bryan is very excited about Kati being in Germany, but also that she will be back August 4th 2005. [which is amazingly one of the few weeks all summer i too will be home.] Bryan also lost money on betting who would become Pope, but he is okay with the outcome anyway; it had been 1000 years since the last German Pope.
Note: 1000 is a multiple of 5. Of course.
scene: both sarah & Bryan on cell phones, opposite ends of the state; both walking home:
Bryan: Do you ever think of me and realize you're never in Eau Claire to see me and just scream, 'AHHHH, Life is Pain!'? Or, do you ever realize you know me and proudly beam--PROUDLY BEAM--as you walk down the street?
Me: Ah, both. Spontaneously and... not often simultaneously, but it's been known to happen. ¶ 07:48 0 comments
26 abr 2005
[circa 2001:]
how to be an impressive packrat, by sarah eddy:
1. Have two houses, both with many closets.
2. Have a mother who buys you lots of crap, especially things such as rubber bands with your middle name on them, anything cute, and Garfield notepads. Have your mother's best friend love garage sales.
3. Have a job and no expenses except for a car.
4. Have a bad memory but lots of curiousity. Buy books, cds, and movies on a wide range of subjects.
5. Have many parties:
A) Have several of these parties be oddly themed, thus if people leave stuff behind they won't notice for a long time.
or B) Forget to tell your friends to pick up their buckets of dice, corsets, Munchkin game, skis, ski-shoe-thingys, half-done collages, et cetera, for many years.
or even C) Have some of these friends be homeless, thus with nowhere to store their own stuff. Sometimes this means you'll even get an extra pet or two! This works well if your father is even more forgetfull/oblivious than yourself.
6. Live in a college town. Pick up at least one new end table every semestre.
7. Break things. Store in closet for later use.
8. Loose things. Buy several replacements.
9. Collect every possible item you vaguely like; including but not limited to: buttons, sewing kits, stamps, stickers, American Girls paraphernalia, cat toys, photos of Tony's stomach, funny things written on Rocky's placemats, beads, half-done puzzles, anything Star Trek, bridges/models made of balsa wood, all issues of Rolling Stone & Discover 1997-2002, Bekah/sarah's Top 100 (list of lists), props from different school plays, fancy clothes you'll never wear, pillows, and objects with your middle name on them.
10. Be a collage-ist. Steal magazines, newspapers, books, and catalogues everywhere you go. Have many scissors, gluesticks, and empty shoe boxes on hand; cut out lots of things and save them in shoe boxes.
11. Have your ex-stepmother move out, leaving lots of goodies.
12. Have friends from various workplaces give you random presents. Feel bad for getting rid of random presents, even things like A) a plush 'good-smelling' squirrel B) M2M cd C) plastic hair-comb/shoe-horn in one.
13. Own lots of clothes. Long-term borrow clothes from friends who change sizes frequently, thus de facto giving you new things. Have some of your friends move around; they will give you their ill-fitting clothes.
14. Obviously, throw nothing away.
[circa 2005:]
how not to be a packrat, by sarah eddy:
1. Move a minimum of three times a year. You will never get mail and will probably loose things each time.
2. Have your father's girlfriend move out and take a lot of your stuff, especially your bed. Have your mother's house be a fire trap, thus not worth saving anything there anyway.
3. Have your dog chew up all your socks.
4. Be really broke. Sell many books, and try not to get too upset when the used bookstore will not take The Babysitter's Club #s 1-64. Attend a wonderful University that has just about every book you'd ever want anyway. Make friends with the library. This means returning the books, which means they'll let you borrow another next time.
5. Be really, really broke. Sell some CDs.
6. Be really, really, really broke. Try to sell the clarinet.
7. Only collect
A) Heavy things such as rocks. This will keep you from becoming excessive.
or B) Small things such as earrings. They don't take up much room, and your sister will probably steal them anyway.
8. Break things. Don't worry about them.
9. Loose things. [Notably: graphing calculators, coffee cups, and Spanish textbooks.] Ask everyone you know to let you borrow their similar items; return in timely manner. Like the library, friends will lend things out; unlike the library, you won't get automated emails telling you to return things. Try to remember who you borrowed things from.
10. Be too busy to collage. This removes the need to steal magazines.
11. Have your dad take up geocaching, a hobby that requires small objects. Share your closet full of crap with him gradually.
12. Be really stressed out when your mother calls you to say, "Sarah! Guess what I bought for you today! A shiny [whatever] with your middle name on it!" Tell her to keep the shiny object with your middle name on it for future use.
12. Be the exact same clothing size you have been for several years. Thus, as clothes wear out you either give them away or loose them and never need to replace items. Wear the same pants for weeks at a time. Have three pairs of shoes; leave one of those pairs of shoes in your mother's car.
13. Realize your cat never liked cat toys anyway.
14. Keep lists & photos online rather than in extensive array of notebooks. ¶ 13:48 0 comments
how to be an impressive packrat, by sarah eddy:
1. Have two houses, both with many closets.
2. Have a mother who buys you lots of crap, especially things such as rubber bands with your middle name on them, anything cute, and Garfield notepads. Have your mother's best friend love garage sales.
3. Have a job and no expenses except for a car.
4. Have a bad memory but lots of curiousity. Buy books, cds, and movies on a wide range of subjects.
5. Have many parties:
A) Have several of these parties be oddly themed, thus if people leave stuff behind they won't notice for a long time.
or B) Forget to tell your friends to pick up their buckets of dice, corsets, Munchkin game, skis, ski-shoe-thingys, half-done collages, et cetera, for many years.
or even C) Have some of these friends be homeless, thus with nowhere to store their own stuff. Sometimes this means you'll even get an extra pet or two! This works well if your father is even more forgetfull/oblivious than yourself.
6. Live in a college town. Pick up at least one new end table every semestre.
7. Break things. Store in closet for later use.
8. Loose things. Buy several replacements.
9. Collect every possible item you vaguely like; including but not limited to: buttons, sewing kits, stamps, stickers, American Girls paraphernalia, cat toys, photos of Tony's stomach, funny things written on Rocky's placemats, beads, half-done puzzles, anything Star Trek, bridges/models made of balsa wood, all issues of Rolling Stone & Discover 1997-2002, Bekah/sarah's Top 100 (list of lists), props from different school plays, fancy clothes you'll never wear, pillows, and objects with your middle name on them.
10. Be a collage-ist. Steal magazines, newspapers, books, and catalogues everywhere you go. Have many scissors, gluesticks, and empty shoe boxes on hand; cut out lots of things and save them in shoe boxes.
11. Have your ex-stepmother move out, leaving lots of goodies.
12. Have friends from various workplaces give you random presents. Feel bad for getting rid of random presents, even things like A) a plush 'good-smelling' squirrel B) M2M cd C) plastic hair-comb/shoe-horn in one.
13. Own lots of clothes. Long-term borrow clothes from friends who change sizes frequently, thus de facto giving you new things. Have some of your friends move around; they will give you their ill-fitting clothes.
14. Obviously, throw nothing away.
[circa 2005:]
how not to be a packrat, by sarah eddy:
1. Move a minimum of three times a year. You will never get mail and will probably loose things each time.
2. Have your father's girlfriend move out and take a lot of your stuff, especially your bed. Have your mother's house be a fire trap, thus not worth saving anything there anyway.
3. Have your dog chew up all your socks.
4. Be really broke. Sell many books, and try not to get too upset when the used bookstore will not take The Babysitter's Club #s 1-64. Attend a wonderful University that has just about every book you'd ever want anyway. Make friends with the library. This means returning the books, which means they'll let you borrow another next time.
5. Be really, really broke. Sell some CDs.
6. Be really, really, really broke. Try to sell the clarinet.
7. Only collect
A) Heavy things such as rocks. This will keep you from becoming excessive.
or B) Small things such as earrings. They don't take up much room, and your sister will probably steal them anyway.
8. Break things. Don't worry about them.
9. Loose things. [Notably: graphing calculators, coffee cups, and Spanish textbooks.] Ask everyone you know to let you borrow their similar items; return in timely manner. Like the library, friends will lend things out; unlike the library, you won't get automated emails telling you to return things. Try to remember who you borrowed things from.
10. Be too busy to collage. This removes the need to steal magazines.
11. Have your dad take up geocaching, a hobby that requires small objects. Share your closet full of crap with him gradually.
12. Be really stressed out when your mother calls you to say, "Sarah! Guess what I bought for you today! A shiny [whatever] with your middle name on it!" Tell her to keep the shiny object with your middle name on it for future use.
12. Be the exact same clothing size you have been for several years. Thus, as clothes wear out you either give them away or loose them and never need to replace items. Wear the same pants for weeks at a time. Have three pairs of shoes; leave one of those pairs of shoes in your mother's car.
13. Realize your cat never liked cat toys anyway.
14. Keep lists & photos online rather than in extensive array of notebooks. ¶ 13:48 0 comments
a week late and a fortune short:
Remember that disco i mentioned? and those really cool rocks? well, i finally got around to getting some of the pictures:
The disco, except we're outside [i'm taking these photos]
Marcus 
Tim 
Myke with a Y
Lunch (oranges are awesome)
the tall one is probably Myke, the short one is probably Mary
disco gang... again!
Myke & Amy [Amy's from Madison also, Myke is from St. Louis]
Devry & Amy [most of these photos are curtesy of Devry]
and now! the rocks!
we took a whole bunch of these pictures, but it was at night so it didn't work out so well....
Devry:
i am short and it is funny:
parking lot waiting time:
Sleeping under a table is too cute for description:
Myke:
Good Morning! Me & Tim:
¶ 09:27 1 comments
Remember that disco i mentioned? and those really cool rocks? well, i finally got around to getting some of the pictures:
The disco, except we're outside [i'm taking these photos]
Marcus Tim Myke with a YLunch (oranges are awesome)
the tall one is probably Myke, the short one is probably Mary
disco gang... again!
Myke & Amy [Amy's from Madison also, Myke is from St. Louis]
Devry & Amy [most of these photos are curtesy of Devry]
and now! the rocks!
we took a whole bunch of these pictures, but it was at night so it didn't work out so well....
Devry:
i am short and it is funny:
parking lot waiting time:
Sleeping under a table is too cute for description:
Myke:
Good Morning! Me & Tim:
¶ 09:27 1 comments
25 abr 2005
'hey my my my my rockstar....'--IG--
Why is it that every time i am very busy i decide i need a haircut? i must begin to schedule these things in:
8:50: pop quiz!
10:00: quiz!
1:00: shower! find scissors! play with hair!
3:00: meet group to finalize presentation!
5:30: presentation! final for class!
and so on! ¶ 12:47 0 comments
Why is it that every time i am very busy i decide i need a haircut? i must begin to schedule these things in:
8:50: pop quiz!
10:00: quiz!
1:00: shower! find scissors! play with hair!
3:00: meet group to finalize presentation!
5:30: presentation! final for class!
and so on! ¶ 12:47 0 comments
24 abr 2005
Me: "i'm bleeding. Rachel, do you have a bandaid?"
Rachel: *hands me a shark*
a shark keychain that is!
My dad & Rachel & Jessi were here all weekend, and we all got completely cached out. Even my dad, and that's hardcore. Cached out is when one geocaches too much. Geocaching is walking around in the woods looking for things that were hidden with a GPS handheld. A GPS handheld is a type of technology that is very cool but was government-only until 2001.
We are now 3/5 of the way through the "Five Why's."
In other exciting news, i have found a place for myself to live next fall! i'm living with a fellow-Geology major, Dave [of superman fame a few posts back]. It's a bit far from our end of campus, and more expensive than what i have now, but i think it'll be all good. i was definitely at that point where i would have lived in a tent in the swamp or a Japanese capsule hotel, and it turns out Dave is all serious about having a quality home and dinners and stuff... to which i was a bit surprised, but now delighted. The place is quite cute, and it'll be nice and clean, but with parties once in awhile too. And i have my very own room, and will live there all year long.
so i can even get mail.
"What is the difference between vengence and San Francisco?" ¶ 17:50 0 comments
Rachel: *hands me a shark*
a shark keychain that is!
My dad & Rachel & Jessi were here all weekend, and we all got completely cached out. Even my dad, and that's hardcore. Cached out is when one geocaches too much. Geocaching is walking around in the woods looking for things that were hidden with a GPS handheld. A GPS handheld is a type of technology that is very cool but was government-only until 2001.
We are now 3/5 of the way through the "Five Why's."
In other exciting news, i have found a place for myself to live next fall! i'm living with a fellow-Geology major, Dave [of superman fame a few posts back]. It's a bit far from our end of campus, and more expensive than what i have now, but i think it'll be all good. i was definitely at that point where i would have lived in a tent in the swamp or a Japanese capsule hotel, and it turns out Dave is all serious about having a quality home and dinners and stuff... to which i was a bit surprised, but now delighted. The place is quite cute, and it'll be nice and clean, but with parties once in awhile too. And i have my very own room, and will live there all year long.
so i can even get mail.
"What is the difference between vengence and San Francisco?" ¶ 17:50 0 comments
22 abr 2005
1. future/not future
2. busy this weekend=amounts to walking in woods
3. don't know many people in Madison/talked to most of them yesterday/today
4. multiple options/bricks
5. symbolism & science
6. learned how to use a TI-89 this week (not nearly as hard as anticipated)
7. alternately humming "Greensleeves" and Ani's "Out of Range"
8. i am a much better writer when i'm upset/this post makes little sense for a reason.
9. sorry.
10. Systems Thinking & Sustainability final project due on Monday [isn't that funny!]
11. Quote of the day: [while talking about landlords]
M.J.: "And he NEVER removed the asbestos from his multi-million-dollar condoms!"
Me: *ewwww*
M.J.: "Those are... for the rich people." ¶ 07:46 0 comments
2. busy this weekend=amounts to walking in woods
3. don't know many people in Madison/talked to most of them yesterday/today
4. multiple options/bricks
5. symbolism & science
6. learned how to use a TI-89 this week (not nearly as hard as anticipated)
7. alternately humming "Greensleeves" and Ani's "Out of Range"
8. i am a much better writer when i'm upset/this post makes little sense for a reason.
9. sorry.
10. Systems Thinking & Sustainability final project due on Monday [isn't that funny!]
11. Quote of the day: [while talking about landlords]
M.J.: "And he NEVER removed the asbestos from his multi-million-dollar condoms!"
Me: *ewwww*
M.J.: "Those are... for the rich people." ¶ 07:46 0 comments
21 abr 2005
The Proudest Moment of My Life: (SP crater)
i assure you, we are AWESOME: (SP crater+lack of card deck)
Dave as superman:
group shot at White Sands:
Carter: (meteor crater)
Ans: (also metero crater)
olivine: (kilbourne hole)
Dinner at The Ranch:
Chinle:
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i assure you, we are AWESOME: (SP crater+lack of card deck)
Dave as superman:
group shot at White Sands:
Carter: (meteor crater)
Ans: (also metero crater)
olivine: (kilbourne hole)
Dinner at The Ranch:
Chinle:
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20 abr 2005
i find the more i know, the less opinionated i am.
i'm not sure if i like that.
[edit: case in point. Ooooo, i just crack myself up.] ¶ 19:15 0 comments
i'm not sure if i like that.
[edit: case in point. Ooooo, i just crack myself up.] ¶ 19:15 0 comments
19 abr 2005
i don't even have a TV, but news travels fast:
The Zircon is famous! David Letterman made a "joke" about it:
"Do you like scientific kinda things? I love this. The University of Wisconsin now claims ... they have the world's oldest object. It is a 4.4-billion-year-old rock. Wow! [some laughter] 4.4 billion years old! They're claming it's a Larry King kidney stone."
(From last April 15th show)
i call this a "joke" because i'm sure much funnier things could be said about the zircon, not that i can think of anything right now.
but the whole Rock Concert with improv-like Jazz and a fire alarm was pretty funny, in retrospect. i'll make up some one-liners about that eventually, i'm sure. ¶ 11:23 0 comments
18 abr 2005
Millions of years ago:
520: first animals with a notochord [Pikaia, Burgess shale]
480: first jawless fishes [agnathan ostracoderms]
440: sharks
420: Fish with jaws, bony fish
400: Lungfish & crosspterygians
380: insects
360: amphibians
340: reptiles
300: mammal-like reptiles [therapsids]
An important taxonomic group is defined by the opening of the blastula. In protostomia, the opening becomes the mouth; in deuterostomes, the opening becomes the anus. Protostomes=annelid worms, arthropods, and mollusks. Deuterostomes=echinoderms, hemichordates, and chordates. The split occured ~600 million years ago, and both groups retained genes for segmentation, eyeness, and nerve and brain organization. ¶ 06:32 0 comments
520: first animals with a notochord [Pikaia, Burgess shale]
480: first jawless fishes [agnathan ostracoderms]
440: sharks
420: Fish with jaws, bony fish
400: Lungfish & crosspterygians
380: insects
360: amphibians
340: reptiles
300: mammal-like reptiles [therapsids]
An important taxonomic group is defined by the opening of the blastula. In protostomia, the opening becomes the mouth; in deuterostomes, the opening becomes the anus. Protostomes=annelid worms, arthropods, and mollusks. Deuterostomes=echinoderms, hemichordates, and chordates. The split occured ~600 million years ago, and both groups retained genes for segmentation, eyeness, and nerve and brain organization. ¶ 06:32 0 comments
17 abr 2005
"I was just a tadpole then, oh, those pre-bicarbonate overshoot days....--Kermit voice of Laramie--
"Frogs did NOT exist in the Ordovician!"--outrage voice of me--
Since i'm still awake, here's a fun post of the boringness of my life's frustrations for ya'll. I've been studying thee geobiology all evening, and getting generally nowhere. i really, really wish i had already had a biology class. i took a few breaks to do my Spanish essay, which was a fiasco because at the Union computre lab i can set Word in Spanish and it spellchecks it for me; but i cannot print there because i am cheap. In the Geology computre lab i can print things for free but i cannot spellcheck in Spanish because Word won't import that program; then there is the Eudora email that will not work today and the impossibility of attachments and a disk i lost. The Union library closed at 11 and opens at 8:10; which means i'll have a twenty minute window tommorrow to do the final draft, walk to the other lab, and finally print the paper before walking to the actual class which starts at 8:50.
Anyway.
Someday i will have my very own computre, and it will be marvellous.
agnathans, gnathostomes, sarcopterygians, rhipistians, amphibians, reptiles.... ¶ 22:23 0 comments
"Frogs did NOT exist in the Ordovician!"--outrage voice of me--
Since i'm still awake, here's a fun post of the boringness of my life's frustrations for ya'll. I've been studying thee geobiology all evening, and getting generally nowhere. i really, really wish i had already had a biology class. i took a few breaks to do my Spanish essay, which was a fiasco because at the Union computre lab i can set Word in Spanish and it spellchecks it for me; but i cannot print there because i am cheap. In the Geology computre lab i can print things for free but i cannot spellcheck in Spanish because Word won't import that program; then there is the Eudora email that will not work today and the impossibility of attachments and a disk i lost. The Union library closed at 11 and opens at 8:10; which means i'll have a twenty minute window tommorrow to do the final draft, walk to the other lab, and finally print the paper before walking to the actual class which starts at 8:50.
Anyway.
Someday i will have my very own computre, and it will be marvellous.
agnathans, gnathostomes, sarcopterygians, rhipistians, amphibians, reptiles.... ¶ 22:23 0 comments
"Holy cow, that's a lot of Jesus!"--some small Hindu girl, quantifying a poster--
My weekend was awesome:
1. Elevator Disco [for reals!]
2. Really pretty rocks at the church we stayed at
3. Knitting killers
4. i am a spy [though i already told Tim & Bryan about it, so it probably doesn't count]
5. Hail Eris; All Hail Discordia
To do list:
1. wake up
2. spanish paper
3. geobiology review
4. redesign all of Madison's architecture in my mynd
5. add even more nonsensical things to my lexicon such as, "Si, pero no!" and "Soy muchas, muchas..." often-er than possible.
actually, that's not that bad at all. If only i either knew Spanish & had opinions on the modernist's reactions to the generation of '98 or could think of anything paleontological other than the sentence "Lepospondyls had funny heads."
"The Comfort Police have a secret agency, much like the FBI, whose mottoe is; Are You Happy? Happiness is Mandatory! and no amount of humming Fur Elise can stop them." ¶ 11:39 2 comments
My weekend was awesome:
1. Elevator Disco [for reals!]
2. Really pretty rocks at the church we stayed at
3. Knitting killers
4. i am a spy [though i already told Tim & Bryan about it, so it probably doesn't count]
5. Hail Eris; All Hail Discordia
To do list:
1. wake up
2. spanish paper
3. geobiology review
4. redesign all of Madison's architecture in my mynd
5. add even more nonsensical things to my lexicon such as, "Si, pero no!" and "Soy muchas, muchas..." often-er than possible.
actually, that's not that bad at all. If only i either knew Spanish & had opinions on the modernist's reactions to the generation of '98 or could think of anything paleontological other than the sentence "Lepospondyls had funny heads."
"The Comfort Police have a secret agency, much like the FBI, whose mottoe is; Are You Happy? Happiness is Mandatory! and no amount of humming Fur Elise can stop them." ¶ 11:39 2 comments
15 abr 2005
overheard on the Mall:
Girl A: I'm very close to my mom. I call her all the time. Do you ever call your mom?
Girl B: You can't call the dead. ¶ 08:05 0 comments
Girl A: I'm very close to my mom. I call her all the time. Do you ever call your mom?
Girl B: You can't call the dead. ¶ 08:05 0 comments
14 abr 2005
"Sometimes, being a geology major is awesome. Sometimes, i have a backpack full of rocks." --me--
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13 abr 2005
sarah's school report:
spanish test today
spanish paper friday
geobiology test monday
physics test thursday
+ normal homework, et cetera
sarah's soul report:
begins to believe she's making good on that promise [to Blake eleventy billion years ago] to eat nothing but glass, black tar heroin, and dictionaries. ¶ 06:21 0 comments
spanish test today
spanish paper friday
geobiology test monday
physics test thursday
+ normal homework, et cetera
sarah's soul report:
begins to believe she's making good on that promise [to Blake eleventy billion years ago] to eat nothing but glass, black tar heroin, and dictionaries. ¶ 06:21 0 comments
12 abr 2005
it seems like it is always Tuesday in Madison
and today is a classic murky Tuesday ¶ 12:30 0 comments
and today is a classic murky Tuesday ¶ 12:30 0 comments
11 abr 2005
oh, and one more really cool Bryan thing!
this is actually by none other than Rachel R., but it does involve Bryan & Glynis & i.
Scary. ¶ 20:39 0 comments
this is actually by none other than Rachel R., but it does involve Bryan & Glynis & i.
Scary. ¶ 20:39 0 comments
just a quick note to Bryan's internet stalkers out there:
Bryan is really cool and stuff! hehe!
Anyway, the point of this post about Bryan is that we realized every time we do something together, i type about two pages of review and Bryan types "EMPIRE" or such in his lj, so i was in one of my more odd-thought-moments worried that any internet stalkers i might have wouldn't think that this Bryan character really exists. i attempting explaining Bryan to my [very normal] roommate the other day, and she got tripped up just after the intro;
'He's a gay ex-football-player Catholic who--'
before i even launched into anything about Russia, signposts near the dimensionless primordial soup, et cetera, was stopped. That's the whole story.
And he sort-of typed an explanation of all this into his online thingy, but then again two different versions of all this nonsense doesn't really prove Bryan exists. Though he does, i assure you. Basically, we've decided to save Bryan's precious time by me recording everything that happens to him, and as i haven't talked to him in almost 23 hours, i don't have much else to say.
Scene: late night phone call:
Bryan's dad: *comes home, slams door*
Bryan: Oh, that noise is my dad.
Me: You know, i don't think i've even met your dad! He's so mysterious! What does he do??
Bryan: O I know!! ¶ 20:23 0 comments
Bryan is really cool and stuff! hehe!
Anyway, the point of this post about Bryan is that we realized every time we do something together, i type about two pages of review and Bryan types "EMPIRE" or such in his lj, so i was in one of my more odd-thought-moments worried that any internet stalkers i might have wouldn't think that this Bryan character really exists. i attempting explaining Bryan to my [very normal] roommate the other day, and she got tripped up just after the intro;
'He's a gay ex-football-player Catholic who--'
before i even launched into anything about Russia, signposts near the dimensionless primordial soup, et cetera, was stopped. That's the whole story.
And he sort-of typed an explanation of all this into his online thingy, but then again two different versions of all this nonsense doesn't really prove Bryan exists. Though he does, i assure you. Basically, we've decided to save Bryan's precious time by me recording everything that happens to him, and as i haven't talked to him in almost 23 hours, i don't have much else to say.
Scene: late night phone call:
Bryan's dad: *comes home, slams door*
Bryan: Oh, that noise is my dad.
Me: You know, i don't think i've even met your dad! He's so mysterious! What does he do??
Bryan: O I know!! ¶ 20:23 0 comments
10 abr 2005
spring break was my life!
Obviously, not really. [if only it was!] We have a reunion today and i'm excited.
In other news, despite my dad's camping trip May 20-22, i have found a way to get myself to New Jersey this summer. Special thanks to Bekah, Bryan, Tony, anyone who lends us a car [hopefully my father], & Bekah's guild member for happening to live in NJ. (We still might want one more person with a license and no school that week, if this trip for some reason sounds like fun to you.)
Yesterday was the frat/soriety's 'humo' night, which apparently is an excuse to dress even sluttier than normal, and to be even more competitive and vendictive than normal. It was in the Union at the same time as the Rock Concert, which i volunteered at, and then the fire alarm went off. Good times, great oldies....
[edit: apparently one of our band members was at fault for setting off the fire alarm! Who knew Jazz could be so dangerous?!]
"So i was in the elevator, and two girls with enough makeup on for 3--dressed as 'cavewomen,' apparently--were trying to decide how best to get on the roof. You just can't do that in a cheap zebra wrap!" ¶ 10:57 0 comments
Obviously, not really. [if only it was!] We have a reunion today and i'm excited.
In other news, despite my dad's camping trip May 20-22, i have found a way to get myself to New Jersey this summer. Special thanks to Bekah, Bryan, Tony, anyone who lends us a car [hopefully my father], & Bekah's guild member for happening to live in NJ. (We still might want one more person with a license and no school that week, if this trip for some reason sounds like fun to you.)
Yesterday was the frat/soriety's 'humo' night, which apparently is an excuse to dress even sluttier than normal, and to be even more competitive and vendictive than normal. It was in the Union at the same time as the Rock Concert, which i volunteered at, and then the fire alarm went off. Good times, great oldies....
[edit: apparently one of our band members was at fault for setting off the fire alarm! Who knew Jazz could be so dangerous?!]
"So i was in the elevator, and two girls with enough makeup on for 3--dressed as 'cavewomen,' apparently--were trying to decide how best to get on the roof. You just can't do that in a cheap zebra wrap!" ¶ 10:57 0 comments
9 abr 2005
Retired Name: Half of Learning How to Play [is learning what not to play with]
Which was, indeed, yet another Ani reference.
1. I'm working on the foram/paleoclimate project this summer. Which is very exciting and i will probably go blind. [because foraminfera are very small, and are picked out of the sediment cores individually....] My advisor seems awesome, and basically told me not to worry about the project until i actually get there in May, when i will learn everything. So, other than the normal odd-bits-reading i always do, i'm not overly pinched for time as would be expected.
2. My address list is startlingly incomplete. I'm trying to plan the Twenties Style Salon, which will be hundreds of types of awesome. Ben T. is gathering 20s Jazz for us, Blake is trying to remember slang, and i still need a volunteer to be bartender for the speakeasy, but i'm not too worried. It'll probably end up being a normal sarah's house party, except i think dad has already fixed the cieling fan so we'll have to find something else to destroy.
3. I have a Spanish test on Monday, but my prof still hasn't sent out the review sheet.
4. Having found a new vice, in the form of novels, i'd rather not do the Spanish review anyway.
5. One of my friends got a similar REU/internship deal at the WATER institute in Milwaukee. I'm terribly excited for him.
6. Surprise! Still failing Physics! ¶ 12:46 0 comments
Which was, indeed, yet another Ani reference.
1. I'm working on the foram/paleoclimate project this summer. Which is very exciting and i will probably go blind. [because foraminfera are very small, and are picked out of the sediment cores individually....] My advisor seems awesome, and basically told me not to worry about the project until i actually get there in May, when i will learn everything. So, other than the normal odd-bits-reading i always do, i'm not overly pinched for time as would be expected.
2. My address list is startlingly incomplete. I'm trying to plan the Twenties Style Salon, which will be hundreds of types of awesome. Ben T. is gathering 20s Jazz for us, Blake is trying to remember slang, and i still need a volunteer to be bartender for the speakeasy, but i'm not too worried. It'll probably end up being a normal sarah's house party, except i think dad has already fixed the cieling fan so we'll have to find something else to destroy.
3. I have a Spanish test on Monday, but my prof still hasn't sent out the review sheet.
4. Having found a new vice, in the form of novels, i'd rather not do the Spanish review anyway.
5. One of my friends got a similar REU/internship deal at the WATER institute in Milwaukee. I'm terribly excited for him.
6. Surprise! Still failing Physics! ¶ 12:46 0 comments
8 abr 2005
scene: two hours into pointless phone call:
train: *makes train noise*
me: That's the train. i will be run over soon.
Elyse: Ah, I was wondering what that was.
me: Yup, i'm high class. i live by the train tracks.
Elyse: Oh, me too! I live by the high-class... lake...
me: ...high-class lake... Michigan... yes...
Elyse: ...with only 4.5 billion tons of pollution! [long silence] BI-OTCH!
i must make a note to only call Elyse when i have hours to spare. We also talked about mad libs, that puppy Tshirt, and the fact that she'll be at the Louvre when the rest of it are kicking it 20s style. She'd never heard of a speakeasy [and i thought my education was spotty]. The obscure/unneccisarily long calls usually work out, but one day we will talk and i will forget to catch a train or something else in that vein.
Speaking of which, does anyone want to road-trip 1104.04 miles for me? It'll be lovely fun, i promise. Gas paid for.
and yeah, well... back... ¶ 17:05 3 comments
train: *makes train noise*
me: That's the train. i will be run over soon.
Elyse: Ah, I was wondering what that was.
me: Yup, i'm high class. i live by the train tracks.
Elyse: Oh, me too! I live by the high-class... lake...
me: ...high-class lake... Michigan... yes...
Elyse: ...with only 4.5 billion tons of pollution! [long silence] BI-OTCH!
i must make a note to only call Elyse when i have hours to spare. We also talked about mad libs, that puppy Tshirt, and the fact that she'll be at the Louvre when the rest of it are kicking it 20s style. She'd never heard of a speakeasy [and i thought my education was spotty]. The obscure/unneccisarily long calls usually work out, but one day we will talk and i will forget to catch a train or something else in that vein.
Speaking of which, does anyone want to road-trip 1104.04 miles for me? It'll be lovely fun, i promise. Gas paid for.
and yeah, well... back... ¶ 17:05 3 comments
7 abr 2005
flumes and forams
Ah, well, if you haven't already heard or been reading my very annoying blog for the past week, i'm on my way to New Brunswick, New Jersey for the summer. The project i'm leaning towards is thus:
Paleoventilation of the Southwest Pacific and Southern Ocean in the Holocene and late Quaternary
Involving CO2 cycling, forams, age dating cores from near New Zealand, and many other more technical things i'm sure i'll understand and do correctly the first time someone points at me. Although this project is all about New Zealand, i wouldn't actually be going there or anything, they bring the mud to me.
The other project i'm thinking about, however, involves flumes. Flumes are fun. More specifically, what they're working on is the link between sediment transport and geochemical cycling. Which is also very interesting, but i'm thinking i'm more interested in long-term climate patterns than sediment transport, even with a flume thrown in. For fun.
Ah, i type this up because i cannot decide. i must email one or the other of my potential mentors soon.
The tephra technique is awesome. The things google will tell me!
foram:
or flume??
¶ 06:12 0 comments
Ah, well, if you haven't already heard or been reading my very annoying blog for the past week, i'm on my way to New Brunswick, New Jersey for the summer. The project i'm leaning towards is thus:
Paleoventilation of the Southwest Pacific and Southern Ocean in the Holocene and late Quaternary
Involving CO2 cycling, forams, age dating cores from near New Zealand, and many other more technical things i'm sure i'll understand and do correctly the first time someone points at me. Although this project is all about New Zealand, i wouldn't actually be going there or anything, they bring the mud to me.
The other project i'm thinking about, however, involves flumes. Flumes are fun. More specifically, what they're working on is the link between sediment transport and geochemical cycling. Which is also very interesting, but i'm thinking i'm more interested in long-term climate patterns than sediment transport, even with a flume thrown in. For fun.
Ah, i type this up because i cannot decide. i must email one or the other of my potential mentors soon.
The tephra technique is awesome. The things google will tell me!
foram:
or flume??
¶ 06:12 0 comments
6 abr 2005
Verbo, por Pablo Neruda
Voy a arrugar esta palabra,
voy a torcerla,
si,
es desmasiado lisa,
es como si un gran perro o un gran rio
le hubuiera repasado lengua o aqua
durante muchos anos.
Quiero que en la palabra
se vea la aspereza,
la sal ferruginosa,
la fuerza desdentada
de la tierra,
la sangre
de los que hablaron y de los que no hablaron.
Quiero ver la sed
adentro de las silabas:
quiero tocar el fuego
en el sonido:
quiero sentir la oscuridad
del grito. Quiero
palabras asperas
como piedras virgenes.
hmmm, it would be useful if i knew how to do accents and tildas. that poem now has some unexpected puns.... ¶ 08:11 0 comments
Voy a arrugar esta palabra,
voy a torcerla,
si,
es desmasiado lisa,
es como si un gran perro o un gran rio
le hubuiera repasado lengua o aqua
durante muchos anos.
Quiero que en la palabra
se vea la aspereza,
la sal ferruginosa,
la fuerza desdentada
de la tierra,
la sangre
de los que hablaron y de los que no hablaron.
Quiero ver la sed
adentro de las silabas:
quiero tocar el fuego
en el sonido:
quiero sentir la oscuridad
del grito. Quiero
palabras asperas
como piedras virgenes.
hmmm, it would be useful if i knew how to do accents and tildas. that poem now has some unexpected puns.... ¶ 08:11 0 comments
5 abr 2005
Who me, bitter? Never.
Really bad, makes a bitter sarah:
1.Yesterday i got the acceptance letter to Bilbao. The orientation for that is today. i must tell my advisor i'm not going.
2. i have 70 cents and really, really wanted coffee all day. Catacombs coffee, because there is no Racy's.
Really good, makes sarah appreciate her luckiness in all things:
1. It looks like i'll be working on stable isotopes/forams for paleocirculation of the South Pacific this summer.
2. pancakes
3. i sort of got a job for next year.
Special Thanks to the editors for removing all the profanities that this post was riddled with ¶ 06:35 0 comments
Really bad, makes a bitter sarah:
1.Yesterday i got the acceptance letter to Bilbao. The orientation for that is today. i must tell my advisor i'm not going.
2. i have 70 cents and really, really wanted coffee all day. Catacombs coffee, because there is no Racy's.
Really good, makes sarah appreciate her luckiness in all things:
1. It looks like i'll be working on stable isotopes/forams for paleocirculation of the South Pacific this summer.
2. pancakes
3. i sort of got a job for next year.
Special Thanks to the editors for removing all the profanities that this post was riddled with ¶ 06:35 0 comments
4 abr 2005
"Germany... that's twenty right there."--Bryan--
I am very tired so i will type to keep awake until my next class. Then in that class i will twiddle my feet to stay awake. I have learned a lot in college.
The wedding was okay, standard theocratic stuff in all its sears catalog/Why Is the Apocalypse Late? glory. I stand by the statement that it's tragic to grow up in such a boring cult. [i.e., cults should be at least somewhat interesting.] Prince wasn't at the wedding, which as he is also a JW from the same area, was my last-ditch fantasy for an entertaining afternoon, but the wedding was very small few not-relatives were there. My cousin Jason was having a good day. I looked at the Mississippi river and many boats. My cousin Larissa and i look very much alike, which is okay with me because she is very pretty. And short. This is not a new discovery, it just serves as an example of the depth of conglomerate Eddy-family conversation.
some things that have happened with the ECites lately:
1. Kirk recieved flowers and a message from two hott girls while he was away, and the roommate didn't catch their names. Kirk is now convinced he has an alternate personality a la Tyler Durden. He certainly has the Ikea nesting instinct.
2. Bryan won $20 on the timing of the Pope's death. Now his money is on the Archbisop of Milan. Gambling, Catholicism, and barely enough money to drive RR home were the themes of the night.
3. The Comfort Police almost pulled us over, but they decided they didn't have to because i was already humming Fur Elyse. Preemptive humming prevents fines.
4. The conclusion was reached that the Star Trek and Star Wars universes should never meld, because if they did Darth Vader would become borg. The Borg with the Force is too awful to contemplate.
5. Ferret/ganster duet overheard en route.
6. Jessie CANNOT play catch at all.
See, Bryan & i did our traditional 3:00 am Heckel's run, except we did it at 11 with RGE, RR, Bekah, Lawton and Eric.
So yesterday whilst i was still in EC Arian called me. He was in Madison visiting me. I got back to Madison around 7:30, and we made a poverty-stricken night of it. It was good, nope amazing, to see him, but now i am tired. I also learned to play dominoes and met the (in)famous Emily. Two Racy's girls stranded in Madison and we'd ne'er talked before. Odd.
Special Thanks to Bekah for writing DEATH all over my fall schedule. ¶ 08:09 0 comments
I am very tired so i will type to keep awake until my next class. Then in that class i will twiddle my feet to stay awake. I have learned a lot in college.
The wedding was okay, standard theocratic stuff in all its sears catalog/Why Is the Apocalypse Late? glory. I stand by the statement that it's tragic to grow up in such a boring cult. [i.e., cults should be at least somewhat interesting.] Prince wasn't at the wedding, which as he is also a JW from the same area, was my last-ditch fantasy for an entertaining afternoon, but the wedding was very small few not-relatives were there. My cousin Jason was having a good day. I looked at the Mississippi river and many boats. My cousin Larissa and i look very much alike, which is okay with me because she is very pretty. And short. This is not a new discovery, it just serves as an example of the depth of conglomerate Eddy-family conversation.
some things that have happened with the ECites lately:
1. Kirk recieved flowers and a message from two hott girls while he was away, and the roommate didn't catch their names. Kirk is now convinced he has an alternate personality a la Tyler Durden. He certainly has the Ikea nesting instinct.
2. Bryan won $20 on the timing of the Pope's death. Now his money is on the Archbisop of Milan. Gambling, Catholicism, and barely enough money to drive RR home were the themes of the night.
3. The Comfort Police almost pulled us over, but they decided they didn't have to because i was already humming Fur Elyse. Preemptive humming prevents fines.
4. The conclusion was reached that the Star Trek and Star Wars universes should never meld, because if they did Darth Vader would become borg. The Borg with the Force is too awful to contemplate.
5. Ferret/ganster duet overheard en route.
6. Jessie CANNOT play catch at all.
See, Bryan & i did our traditional 3:00 am Heckel's run, except we did it at 11 with RGE, RR, Bekah, Lawton and Eric.
So yesterday whilst i was still in EC Arian called me. He was in Madison visiting me. I got back to Madison around 7:30, and we made a poverty-stricken night of it. It was good, nope amazing, to see him, but now i am tired. I also learned to play dominoes and met the (in)famous Emily. Two Racy's girls stranded in Madison and we'd ne'er talked before. Odd.
Special Thanks to Bekah for writing DEATH all over my fall schedule. ¶ 08:09 0 comments
1 abr 2005
dearly beloved, we are gathered here today....
So, my aunt is getting married tommorroww in St. Paul, and Rachel, Grandma, and i are driving there tommorroww afternoon. My original plan was to have dad pick me up Saturday morning, but grandma is worried i'll be late and/or tired, so now my mom's picking me up tonight. This is foolish because 1. Who does not realize that i tend to sleep less when in EC than in Madison? 2. i actually have things (plural! O stupid scheduling fate!) i really wanted to do here tonight, and my mother does not have sympathy for me, so she'll probably show up at seven; and 3. there is no 3, i'm just selfish.
In any case, i'll probably call EC people when i get there, or you can call me.
The wedding itself is pretty shady. My dad wasn't invited, nor was Steven, Debbie's closest brother by age and acquaintance. Steven is, apparently, quite bent out of shape about it, and i bet daddy and Steven spent lots of time debating Christian Ethics on long-distance phone lines. As for myself (and Rachel, s'pose) i'm not sure why we're going, except my curiousity is killing me. And hopefully, hopefully, the wee cousins Hannah & Rebecca will be there, i haven't seen them in three years and i've long had this idea that Hannah is also not-so-much-a-fool like the majority of our kin. They have much further to travel from, but of course, their Good Christian Father was invited and stuff.
The main thing on my curious mynd right now is: who is this man my aunt is marrying? You see, she's been the standard old maid aunt for my whole life, and i didn't even know she had a boyfriend much less a fiance (accent! how do i do you?!) until my grandma called over winter break; "I'm going to move to Eau Claire, Debbie's courting, I think it's best I moved to Eau Claire, I can't drive anymore, and you know, I can't drive anymore, so I think it's best if I move to Eau Claire...."
And Then! We talked about fruit in Michigan!
Just kidding....
Since i'm on the Silly Things That My Relatives Tell Me On The Phone subject, you'll never guess what my mom called me about this morning. At Six A.M.
[RGE, your guess doesn't count, especially if she did the same thing to you.]
Oh, Saturday night party plans: RR, we are not going to the bar. Sorry, hun, but i don't want to make the not-21s sadder zen neccessary.
...with pearls and a fire extinguisher ¶ 05:32 0 comments
So, my aunt is getting married tommorroww in St. Paul, and Rachel, Grandma, and i are driving there tommorroww afternoon. My original plan was to have dad pick me up Saturday morning, but grandma is worried i'll be late and/or tired, so now my mom's picking me up tonight. This is foolish because 1. Who does not realize that i tend to sleep less when in EC than in Madison? 2. i actually have things (plural! O stupid scheduling fate!) i really wanted to do here tonight, and my mother does not have sympathy for me, so she'll probably show up at seven; and 3. there is no 3, i'm just selfish.
In any case, i'll probably call EC people when i get there, or you can call me.
The wedding itself is pretty shady. My dad wasn't invited, nor was Steven, Debbie's closest brother by age and acquaintance. Steven is, apparently, quite bent out of shape about it, and i bet daddy and Steven spent lots of time debating Christian Ethics on long-distance phone lines. As for myself (and Rachel, s'pose) i'm not sure why we're going, except my curiousity is killing me. And hopefully, hopefully, the wee cousins Hannah & Rebecca will be there, i haven't seen them in three years and i've long had this idea that Hannah is also not-so-much-a-fool like the majority of our kin. They have much further to travel from, but of course, their Good Christian Father was invited and stuff.
The main thing on my curious mynd right now is: who is this man my aunt is marrying? You see, she's been the standard old maid aunt for my whole life, and i didn't even know she had a boyfriend much less a fiance (accent! how do i do you?!) until my grandma called over winter break; "I'm going to move to Eau Claire, Debbie's courting, I think it's best I moved to Eau Claire, I can't drive anymore, and you know, I can't drive anymore, so I think it's best if I move to Eau Claire...."
And Then! We talked about fruit in Michigan!
Just kidding....
Since i'm on the Silly Things That My Relatives Tell Me On The Phone subject, you'll never guess what my mom called me about this morning. At Six A.M.
[RGE, your guess doesn't count, especially if she did the same thing to you.]
Oh, Saturday night party plans: RR, we are not going to the bar. Sorry, hun, but i don't want to make the not-21s sadder zen neccessary.
...with pearls and a fire extinguisher ¶ 05:32 0 comments
