Guess what time I got up this morning. Guess. That's right, 4:45. In the words of Ashley, bitterness abounding. So I've already been up for 4 and a half hours. I could still be asleep right now. But I did get to see all 18,000 people who did the marathon, and that was actually really cool. Insane, cold, early, but cool.
The first season of Boy Meets World does not measure up to the later years, I'm not gonna lie.
Congrats to Hannah on being the first one out. I'll be joining you in just 11 days. Good times can then commence.
So I'm going bowling tonight, and I'm pretty excited for it, especially cause it's free (a church thing). I'm working right now, and I'll miss a show that a friend of mine is doing tonight a mere 3 doors down (insert stupid pop-culture reference here) from the store. I'm kinda mad about that, cause she's really good, and I'll know most of the audience too, so it'll be fun. Fun without me. Oh well.
Tomorrow I have to meet at 5 AM to hand out water to people during the Country Music Marathon. Oh joy. Then, I'm going camping with a bunch of people, and it could be an interesting time. I'll let everybody know how it went on Sunday.
One class completely done! No more Business Law for me. Done with Recording Technology on Monday, then finals on Thursday, Friday, Monday, and Tuesday. My sister Sarah is coming down on Monday too, and she'll hang out down here and help me drive straight back on Tuesday afternoon/Wednesday morning. We'll leave about 4 PM and get to Brainerd around 10 AM. Sounds like a blast if I've ever heard one.
One of my roommates for next year had me proof-read a paper for him today. I have a feeling I'll be doing quite a bit of that next year.
If anybody sees Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy this weekend, let me know how it is, cause I kinda want to go see it. But if it's stupid, I'll go see Kung Fu Hustle.
Peace out.
Donzoko
Just thought I'd say welcome back to Shane and give a shout out to his Cleric Friends Network. Here's to hoping you all can keep it afloat longer than the pompous blog.
I'm sick of being politically correct.
Screw it. Seriously. I got the big paper for my old testament class back tonight, and it was an 89, which I guess I can live with, but I know I would've had at least an A- if it wasn't for my teacher's stupid requirement to be politically correct. In the syllabus, it says:
Regardless of our perspectives on the Hebrew Bible (Old Testament) and our personal religious views, I want us all to feel welcomed and to be included in the experience of this class. To this end, I will strongly encourage the use of inclusive language to describe humanity (that is, "man" or "men" will be understood to refer to male humans only, and "humankind," "humans," or "people" will be used to refer to human beings in general).
So, to make a long story short, I used variations on the singular "man" several times throughout the paper, and she gave me this note at the top of one of the pages:
Haven't I driven home the point, yet, that "man" is not an acceptable term for "humanity" in this course? Re-read the syllabus.
Additionally, in the final comments at the end of the paper she included this gem:
...and the language problems (which indicate great carelessness on your part, since I've repeatedly warned the class about such imprecise language) cost you.
That's a load of crap. I actually paid attention in this class (more than most people), and she never once after the first day mentioned her "strongly encouraged" law about being gender inclusive. And you know what? I wish I could say I could care less right here, but I can't. Her making these statements about my academic work is just as careless as the actions that she is accusing me of. I'm basically pissed at her, and I'm just gonna ace the final in that class and tell her I did it for all of mankind and that she needs to find a man.
And all of this goes back to being politically correct. We try so hard to not offend anyone, to make sure we say "African Americans" and "humankind", but I'm tired of it. I'm gonna say what I want to say. Now this doesn't mean that I'm gonna go around raving about how the Japs are taking our jobs or that a woman's place is in the home, but I'm not going to worry so much about placating everyone. I might (gasp) say that someone is black. Or Asian. Or Jewish. And frankly, I wish that people wouldn't try to be pc when talking about me. Say whatever you want to say, however you think best describes me or my actions. I can take it. I just don't want to put up this front that says "I want everyone to be happy" when I really don't care if some people don't like me. In fact, I'd rather there were some people that didn't like me. If everybody liked me, I'd know that I wasn't being who I really am, cause I know that there are some things about me that are plain old offensive to some people.
Man, I used to always say that there was no point in keeping a journal, because if something was worth remembering, I wouldn't need to write it down. Now I broadcast my thoughts to anyone who feels like reading. Crazy.
Peace out.
Man, it's been 2 full days since last i did this. Amazingly, I begin this post with nothing in particular to write about.
I finished reading Grisham's "The Broker" yesterday, and it was pretty good.
I might go camping this weekend, which could be:
1. Really fun.
2. Really annoying.
3. Really wet.
4. All of the above.
It's supposed to rain, so I don't know if I want to willingly subject myself to tenting in the rain in a forest by a creek. (That's right, there's very few lakes around here, so they camp by creeks. Amatuers.) I kinda want to go, I kinda don't. I'm not sure when I'll decide either.
I want to go and buy "Songs for Silverman" today, but I'm gonna hold off and maybe my craving will go away. I need to save that money for next week when "Phantom of the Opera" comes out on DVD.
Remember how a couple weeks ago I said I was going to watch "Vera Drake"? Still hasn't happened. I might just return it unwatched. That and "Before Sunset", which I hear is amazing, but I thought I'd get "Before Sunrise" at the same time, and I don't think it would have the same impact if I haven't seen the first.
Tomorrow evening, I get to read my fall semester research paper on Chechen independence for the Belmont Undergraduate Research Symposium. I have no idea how many got picked for this, so I have no idea what to expect going into this. Good times.
I just got done watching "Moulin Rouge" again for my Theater and Film Experience class, and this is the first time I've realized how absolutely insane the first 20 minutes are. Still good, but crazy nonetheless.
Ok, um, I think that's it for now. See everybody back home in 2 weeks!
Peace out.
Asu o tsukuru hitobito
This is, quite possibly, the funniest video I've seen in a while. And that's saying something with the Numa Numa video and realted stuff. It's a music video for a song called "America, We Stand As One", written, performed by, and starring a former stunt coordinator for Star Trek. It's basically amazing.
Seriously, have you clicked those links yet? THIS THING IS HILARIOUS! THE EPITOME OF POST- 9/11 PATRIOTISM GONE WILD!
So I saw "The Interpretor" today, and it was very good. I kinda want to see it again, but that probably won't happen until it's on video, cause there's a bunch of other movies that I want to see over the next couple of weeks. Movies 10 better not suck this summer.
I'm listening to "Thriller" right now. Anybody else? Nope? That's what I thought.
Still no luck on the AIM front. I used it at work yesterday for a little bit, and I'm not gonna lie, I didn't like it very much. It seemed so primitive compared to MSN, and the ads on the side were annoying. Hopefully I'll get used to it. Someday.
Peace out.
Ishiban utsukushiku
Steven was a pretty normal guy.
He spent a lot of his time playing with a baton.
One day a nice man told Steven he had a box full of batons.
So Steven got into the man's station wagon.
And that was the last anyone heard from Steven. Or his baton. But Jim was too high to even notice.
Consequently, Steven's story has remained untold until now. And Delores simply can't stand for it any longer.
I am seriously shocked and amazed at how many people's parents pay for them to go to school. What's more amazing is how many people are surprised that mine don't.
I'm sorry, that was just a random thing that popped into my head that I had to put out there. ANYWAY...
There's a concert here tonight called the TNT Music Festival (It stands for something, I'm not sue exactly what), that I kinda wanted to go to. It's free for students, and they were originally going to have it outside, but now it's raining, so they're moving it inside. The headliner is Juliana Theory, who I kinda wanted to check out, along with a bunch of local acts that could be decent enough.
The only problem with this? I have to work at the campus music store. Which means that I'm working at a place that the music fans would come to, but they'll all be at this show, so I'm stuck talking to 30-somethings trying to be cool and shop at a college music store. Bitter? You bet.
I think that sometimes I cancel out the best chances for me to get comments by saying things like "I know that this person will say this about it, but I don't care". Maybe I should stop doing that and let people comment the predictable.
18 days. 18 days. 18 days. 18 days. 18 days. 18 days.
Peace out.
Yoidore Tenshi
So I finally gave in today and decided to get AIM, since all of my friends down here use it and not MSN. So I downloaded it, got everything set, picked a sign-in name, and it worked great. Until I tried to open up a conversation. Then the whole thing shut down, and the help section says its because I have these three programs downloaded on my computer that won't let it work. Well, I didn't even know these were on there, and when I tried to delete them, they uninstall sent me to a website where I was supposed to download a program to uninstall it. Well, the program is worth jack, and now I have these three stupid spyware programs that are keeping me from being able to talk to my Belmont friends. Evil, thy names are "Home Search Assistant", "Shopping Wizard", and "Search Expander". Bite me.
On the MSN front, I would just like to predict that, in the future, conversations will be done entirely with winks and nudges. If you haven't downloaded MSN 7, do it, cause some of it is actually kinda fun for a few minutes.
Oh, and I was informed of a site that relates to the previous post: http://www.garybrolsma.net
This is a fan site for the guy who did the "Numa Numa" video, and not only does it contain a working version of the video with Matt Lauer, it also contains several parodies, including one where they set the dance scene from Napoleon Dynamite to the song. AND, it also has a hilarious sportscast by some guy in Indiana that is funny even if you hate sports.
That's the addendum to today's initial offering.
This is what's up:
NOTHING
I'm pretty much ready to go home for the summer. Not that school sucks by any means, but it still kinda does. (Does that make any sense?) I'm definitely glad I'm at Belmont, but I miss a lot of people back at home, and I would really like to just take all of my finals right now and start driving home. But I have to work tomorrow, so I can't do that.
I'm addicted to 4th Avenue Jones right now. Just an fyi. And I bet almost none of you even know who they are. Sad.
We made it through Old Testament tonight with minimal talk of sex. And the Lord said it was good. We ended up talking about why people hate Jews, and why it seems that people who really hate Jews always seem to be Jewish themselves. Talk about messed up people.
The fourth season of Seinfeld comes out in mid May. Good times had by all, and Haley, we can totally have a party when it comes out.
Has anybody else watched the American version of "The Office"? Cause I've caught a couple of episodes, and I think it's pretty dang funny. I just wish I had TiVo so I could watch it every week. And no, I haven't seen the British version, which I'm sure puts it to shame. I want to, but I've never had the opportunity.
My roommate doesn't get The Office.
I think that tomorrow will be a story day. Good times, sitting at work, watching Seinfeld and such on the video wall, posting pictures of random people named "Lois" and "Trent".
And I know that I'm months behind on this, so if you've already seen this, forgive me, but you should definitely check out this video if you haven't. It's some guy from New Jersey lip-synching to a Romanian pop song, "Numa Numa". It's simply amazing.
Peace out.
Hakuchi
I guess it's not just for Fabio...
Aww, cute.
For Erin.
I know I want to read now.
Special.
I just had two incredible realizations tonight, but of opposite persuasions.
Good: New Coldplay single "Speed of Sound" available on iTunes today. It sounds pretty sweet, I'm not gonna lie.
Bad: There are no Taco John's in the south! Everybody wanted to go to Taco Bell (gag me with an iron) and I was all "Do they have a Taco John's in Nashville?" and everyone looked at me like the freak I am. All i wanted were some potato ole's, and I ended up with a stupid Chicken Quesedilla from Taco Bell, which reminded me why I haven't been there in like 6 years. Nastiness in a shell. I never thought anything would make me not like a quesedilla. I was mistaken.
Oh, and one more good realization that came yesterday while reading Entertainment Weekly: New episodes of Family Guy are only like 10 days away! And I found out that they're coming out with an 80-minute direct-to-dvd Family Guy movie! So much goodness, it almost makes up for me not getting spicy tots tonight. Almost.
One of the most annoying things that I ever have to do is have the same conversation with the same person over and over. You know, like you talk about something with someone, and then later on, you make a reference to that discussion, but they don't remember having that discussion, so they continue on with the discussion just like the first one had never taken place. The worst is when this happens and they've taken your ideas from the first conversation and have now incorporated them into their story, so you're left with nothing to say. And I don't want to be rude and be like "Uh, we already talked about this" but I kinda do just the same. Seriously, just so everyone knows from now on, if I have a conversation with you and I make a reference to it and you go off like the initial discussion never took place, I'm totally gonna call you on it. And if I do the same thing, let me know, because I realize how annoying that can be.
OK, now that that's over...
My little sister was named Chorale member of the year last night, and I had to find out in the fricking Dispatch. But congrats nonetheless, and everyone who has her number should call her and tell her good job.
Benedict XVI. Huh. Interesting. The guy's 78. I give him 8 years tops. Probably fewer. I would have more to say on this, but I think I'm still in shock that they picked on the second day. Can you say "fixed"?
I'm going to see "The Interpreter" this weekend, so it better be good.
I have Old Testament tonight, which should be a good time. And by "good time" I mean... "not". Oh, another gross 43-year-old Presbyterian minister story: So we're talking about Song of Solomon again, and she mentions how "feet" was a euphemism for "genitals" and everyone felt really awkward, and then somebody in the back HAD to bring up Jesus washing the Disciple's feet. (Don't worry, it's a different language, and in Greek it doesn't have the same connotation.) Either way, that effectively ruined the rest of that night.
Free ice cream cone day at Ben and Jerry's. I hope I have time to get down there for it.
That's all I got for now.
Peace out.
Yojimbo
Dear Mark (aka, abby, whose going to give me awesome advice, about my BIG BIG dilemma),
My dorm is out of TP, not just my room, but the entire hall. I really have to go to the bathroom, (Just number one, though) i really can't take the emotional stress anymore...what should i do?
Sincerely, Charmin-less in the Cities
Dear Charmin-less,
While this has never happened to me personally, I can imagine that you are under some great emotional distress right now. Before I go any further, I would just like to point out that if you were a guy, you wouldn't have this problem. Just another reason why I like being a guy.
Anyway, my advice is to go around to your neighbors and see if anyone has a copy of "Rolling Stone" you could use. The pages are already covered with filth, so it wouldn't change anything, the pages are extra-large, and have a semi-soft cushiony feel to them. If all of your freinds are smart and do not have a subscription to this, then I would say the best alternatives are either tissues, paper towels, or notebook paper, in that order. Just make sure that you don't clog the toilet with anything that doesn't break up easily in water. (In that case, don't use the super-strong paper towels, cause they make money by not breaking up in water.)
If you are still having problems, then you are obviously not trying hard enough, because you should have ready access to one of the options above.
Your blog wisdom giver-outer,
Mark
Let's see...
My weekend has been overall rather uneventful. Friday I worked until 10, then watched Super Size Me, a very good movie, but I never want to eat at McDonalds again (at least not for a couple weeks). Saturday I watched King Arthur and Alfie. The former was better than I thought it was going to be, the latter was different than I expected, but still OK. I have no desire to watch it again, but if it's on TBS in a couple of years I'll maybe watch it on a Saturday morning.
I also went out for pizza last night with a bunch of people courtesy of my friend Ryan's parents, who are in town for the weekend. We played shuffleboard too (the table kind, not old-people style), and that was a good time. Then we watched Ocean's 12, and the third time was still better than the first, but not as good as the second. Huh.
It is pretty sad how little homework I do now. Not that I'm not doing it, I just don't have any to do. Good old Belmont. (Sorry Maya)
I'm getting excited to be home and see everybody. I think the summer might get kind of long, but I'll survive. 23 days and counting...
Alas, that's all I've got for now.
Word to your mother.
Peace out.
Akahige
Katelyn wants to eat your kitten.
So does Kim.
Wanda already ate one tonight, but she's starting to get hungry again.
Bertha, on the other hand, would never do that.
She's just misunderstood by society, especially the little blue elves that live in her dishwasher.
Ok, so following my tirade yesterday, I went to the Belmont Vision online to post a link to this crappy article, and I guess they realized how much it sucked, because they changed it. Still, the punctuation is pretty weak throughout. Here's the story
I watched King Arthru today, and it was better than I thought it was going to be, but not as good as it could have been. Definitely worth a rental if you've got no other options.
My current pet peave: Crappy journalism.
The new edition of the Belmont Vision was released tonight, and the cover story was on a governmetn official from Sudan that came to campus to speak was walked out on by a large group of people protesting his positions on the genocide in Darfur. (If you don't know what this is at all, please check this out) This article had the potential to be very informative and shed a light on the Sudan crisis, but it ended up being a big, redundant, incoherent, poorly-punctuated mess. Terrible. I'm seriously considering either joining the staff next year or writing them a letter to say, "I realize it's the end of the year, but get your act together." Sure, I know from yearbook last year that not everything is fixable, but come on: that was a 200-page publication, this is only 12, 2 of which are strictly photos. I can almost guarantee that there are fewer grammatical errors in that entire book than in this single publication.
Ok, now that that's out of the way...
I received my $200 check today for the whole X-Box on-line promotion, so I'm excited about that.
I haven't been feeling very well these past two days, and I really wish there was a couch at work tomorrow so I could nap in between the 5 customers I'll have. Eh, maybe I'll write blog posts, watch movies, and write a story for the Vision. That might be more effective. I need to finish "The Broker" too sometime.
Movies currently in theaters that I want to see:
1. Sin City
That's a sad list. How about upcoming movies that I want to see:
1. The Interpreter (April 22)
2. Kung Fu Hustle (April 22)
3. Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (April 29)
4. Kicking and Screaming (May 13)
5. Episode III (May 19)
That's better.
Current odds:
Amityville Horror winning the weekend box office - 4:3
Me falling asleep at work tomorrow - 2:1
Me running out of clever odds - 9:7
Timberwolves making the playoffs - 30:1
Britney Spears baby belonging to Colin Farrel - push
The Michael Jackson trial ending by the time I come back to school next fall - 3:2
That's all I've got tonight. Maybe I'll do a story tomorrow, maybe not. I guess you'll just have to wait and see.
Peace out.
Nora Inu
My name is Hannah, and I'm a hipster.
I am Kagemusha! We must fight!
But what about my friend Latifah?
Well, I guess she's cool. But you must still fight! My wife demands it!
Um, do you want to break-dance fight?
Is there any other kind?
And the peasants rejoiced.
It's time for the show of the century!
Aana Bendson, one night only, April 30 at 6:30, acoustic set at the Koch Commons on the campus of the University of St. Thomas! Featuring special guest appearances by Seth Gogolin on djembe and Ashley Widmark on egg-shaker and BGV's!
You do NOT want to miss the once in a lifetime opportunity! Admission is FREE, so you have no excuse unless you live 14 hours away!
PLUS - They're giving away an iPod! Not really, but you can imagine if they were...
I guess I don't post often enough, so here's an update when I should be studying for a test tomorrow:
Going to concerts is fun. I love to hear live music. I've been helping out with the Gospel Music Association conference this week, and, as a result, I get to go to some free concerts the first part of this week. Last night was the Gotee Records showcase at the Exit/In in downtown, and it was pretty sweet. They had all of their new bands, which rnaged in styles from worship to hip/rock/soul to dirty south glam rock. Yes, that's right, there's a band that I would describe as dirty south glam rock, and I'm not gonna lie, they were pretty sweet. They're called Family Force 5, and you can check them out at http://www.myspace.com/familyforce5
The only thing about concerts though: they suck if you go alone, which is what I was forced to do last night because everyone I asked was busy.
Evil.
I've got another one tonight which should be close to as good as last night, and I think I'll at least know some people there, so that's good.
That's all I have to say about that.
Peace out.
Dodesukaden
My weekend was as follows:
Friday: Work all day. Til 10. Then nothing especially fun.
Saturday: Up at 9:30ish, went and did a project for my Recording Tech class. Played volleyball in the afternoon, then went to the "Best of the Best Showcase", which had the winners of some other showcases throughout the year, and they were very very good. Best one was Rob Blackledge, you can check out his stuff at http://www.robblackledgemusic.com , and Beautiful Mistake is the best one on there.
Then I went to MaggieMoo's, which is the south's attempt at Cold Stone, and it's pretty close to the real thing. Then we went to this bridge downtown that is only for foot traffic, and about 14 of us just hung out. Got back about 1 or so.
Sunday: Went to church, played a little more volleyball, then went to the Belmont Theater's production of "42nd Street", which was very very good and quite entertaining. got back to my room in time to see the back 9 of the final round of the Masters and the sudden death hole too. As cliche as it sounds, I like Tiger, and I was happy that he won, even if he has won it so many times before. Change is bad!
After that, went to a Mexican place downtown with Pete, his brother, and a couple of other guys we hang out with. Then we tossed the disc around for a while, and then I came inside, and now I'm here. Good times.
I'm realizing that I have 4 weeks of school left, and very little to actually do. Kind of depressing, but that is quickly overshadowed by the utter sweetness of the situation. So I'll be seeing everybody back in B-town come May 11 or 12!
That's it for now. I'm a wimpy loser, so I must take a shower and get to bed now.
Peace out.
Madadyo
I've lost my touch. Either that or the world is insanely boring. But I can't find anything to blog about. This is a depressing moment.
So I'll write a story:
There once was a girl named Phylis.
She lived with a man named Tim.
One day Tim had a bad day at work, and got in an accident on the way home.
From then on, Phylis never trusted Tim again. And her reservations were fully justified when Tim became a middle aged black man one afternoon circa 1993.
And thats when Phylis decided she could do better. So she married Leonard.
The end.
That was pathetic. I'll come up with something better maybe sometime soon.
Peace out.
Rashomon
2 school-related updates:
1. I'm officially in a room with Pete, Kurt, and Tyler next year, so I'm happy that that is all over.
2. I picked up an application to go to L. A. for next spring semester, but I don't think that I'll be able to do it. This being my first year, I haven't had the chance to do an internship yet, which is a requirement for the program. Also, you have to be a junior or a senior to apply, and I will be 5 credits short of being a junior when I apply. AND, I haven't taken Music Publishing, another requirement. So I'm basically screwed as far as that goes unless they let me do all of that next fall and still have it count, and there's enough other people that I think will want to sign up that the admin is probably not too eager to do some favors for a stupid first-year student. So I think I'm just gonna give up on that for now, and maybe do that spring semester of my senior year or something.
This weekend is Parents Weekend at school, so they're making it look really nice around here for all of the parents who are paying 25k a year for their kid to go to a private school. They've been planting flowers for the past 2 weeks, and I'll admit they look pretty cool. Too bad they don't care this much about how the school looks year-round.
I'm helping out with the Gospel Music Association conference next week, which culminates in the Dove Awards, which I won't be able to go to. But, it shoudl be a decent time nonetheless.
Here's a new poll, just for Jackie. You can vote for more than one album at a time, in case anyone was confused.
No more for me thanks. I'm full.
So Hello is still being stupid. I'm tempted to just give up on it. No more pictures. As it should be.
I pulled a procrastinator's dream off over the last 24 hours. I wrote a 2 page paper, basically completed an entire math project, and wrote a 6 1/2 page paper comparing Biblical creation to the Narnian creation for The Magicians Nephew, 5 1/2 of which came in two glorious hours this afternoon. and all of it was turned in on time. I should really plan ahead sometime.
I need to stop listening to Nickel Creek, but I'm addicted. It sucks, especially since I don't own any of their stuff, so I have to aimlessly search other people's iTunes that are connected at a given time, and even then I'm completely dependent on them to remain online until I get my fix, which officially happens around "The Fox" on their self-titled album and "Green and Grey" on "This Side."
I got a call from someone in Nisswa today, but they didn't leave a message, so I don't know who it was. Might have been Grand View since I applied there yesterday, just to see what they'll offer me.
I've decided the VoxPop game is a bust. We had some amazing ideas, and I can't believe that they didn't like them. So I am now turning that page into copies of the most recent papers I've written for class, so that way anyone who has no life at all can keep occupied for a little while.
Going into last night, I had picked one participant in the final game of both the men's and women's championship, and I had both winning. And both lost. I thought last night was going to be a blowout, but Illinois definitely fought back, and it was a fitting ending to one of the best tournaments of my lifetime. Michigan State? Shame on you for getting blown out by Baylor so badly. (Nice job beating TN though)
I'm contemplating posting a link to my most recent Blogger post on my Xanga so that people don't have to keep checking. BUT, then that would take away some of the intrigue and mystery that surrounds this thing, so I'm sticking with what I've got for now.
Peace out.
Kagemusha
I would like to encourage everyone to watch NCAA Championship game tonight. Not only should it be a good game, but you can also look for the extremely phallic arrows that they've decided to use on the telestrator. They used them during halftime of both games on Saturday, so I'd expect that's when they will appear again. Tip off is at 8:21 CST.
I can be friends with girls and not become a part of the drama unless I want to.
Dear Hello,
If you could start working sometime today, that'd be great.
Sincerely, Mgmt
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I've decided that any papers I am assigned for the remainder of my college education that can be remotely connected to The Chronicles of Narnia will be. I'm not sure how to punctuate the previous sentence to give the proper emphasis, so if you're confused by it, read it a couple of times in different ways, and one of those will hopefully be right.
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If anyone hears of any really good paying jobs for the summer, let me know, k? Thanks.
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I am going to watch Vera Drake sometime this week. And Alfie. And maybe King Arthur, but only if I'm in a Keira Knightly mood.
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I hope that Michael Jackson does another Barbara Walters interview soon that goes something like this:
"After Terri Schiavo died, I sensed that someone else important was going to die too, just like how I felt after Princess Diana died, and I hoped both times that it wasn't me. The first time it was Mother Teresa. Now it was the Pope. I feel so blessed."
I would pretty much die laughing if he pulled his psychic powers out again.
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Odds on:
Hello working tonight - 10:1
My computer getting a virus this week - 5:1
Another blog dying this week - push
The Twins winning the World Series - 9:2
Illinois winning the NCAA Tournament - 3:2
This post needing to end - 1:1
Peace out.
I now have my housing for next year basically figured out. I'll be living with my current roommate Pete, along with Kurt and Tyler, two guys from a floor below us. We'll be in an apartment with a living room, kitchen, washer/dryer, 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, so I will have a decent measure of privacy, which I'm looking forward to.
I am currently at work, watching Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. This is, undoubtedly, the worst of the trilogy, but I have 5 more hours to fill with nothing, so I'm doing this and refreshing cnn.com every 5 minutes to see if the Pope has died. This is my existence, at least for the time being.
I checked the balance in my checking account, and I need to stop buying things for a week or two. At least until my tax return is deposited.
I just realized that I sound like one pathetic loser. Maybe there is some truth in this. I'll have to investigate and get back to you on that one.
Peace out.
Call me a nerd, I don't care. I now have a test posted on my refrigerator from my Old Testament class, which I received a 104/100 on. That was a good feeling. And I'm leaving it up for as long as possible.
And this comes a mere two days after I had the most disturbing experience of my college career in the same class. Before I go any further, let me refresh everyone's memory as to what my teacher looks like: she's a single, 43-year-old Presbyterian minister studying for her masters at Vanderbilt. She is rather large and has large glasses that always fall to the end of her nose. These glasses are apparently a feeble attempt to help with her lazy eye. If that is not enough, she has hair down to her knees, and likes to wear outfits that are either from the 60's, all the same color, or both. Oh, and everything in the Old Testament relates back to sex, at least the way she teaches it.
Ok, now that you have a visual, here's what happened. So we're talking about Song of Solomon, and for a moment I thought she was going to glide over it rather quickly, but I couldn't have been more wrong. She talked about how some people see it as a purely sexual book, others as an example of God's relationship with Israel, and others as Christ with the church. She said that most people don't focus on it, although, she's heard, some people pray during sex, saying "Oh God, Oh God."
And that's when I wanted to puncture my ear drums. THEN, after the awkwardness has firmly planted itself in the room, she says, "Although I am a 43-year-old virgin, so I wouldn't know personally." And then I threw up a little bit in my mouth.
That's my feel-good story of the day.
Peace out.
