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31 December 2002 - All the Way Up to Heaven

- I know that was a huge hiatus, but so it goes. Don't expect to see it again any time soon. :-) So I guess I really shouldn't be putting this under the 31st of December, but rather the first of January, since its two am, but hey whatever. Tonight was the best new years I can recall in a long time. Instead of lackluster plans that involve sitting in someones basement or something and watching the ball drop on TV, we decided to go out this year. One of my favorite artists, Robert Matarazzo, was playing in this bar, Krough's, in Sparta - an intimate new years celebration. Or as he prefered - an anti-new years party. So 9 of us went - me, Ali, Felber, Jonathan, Wu, Loughlin, Brandon, Ronan, and Alex. And it was great. He's such an amazing guy. I really enjoy listening to him. Musically arresting, and quite a nice guy as well. So he played from like 10:30 to a little before 12, and then took a 10 minute break for champagne and cheesecake, then played again till 1:30. Then I called Andy and Crack to wish them happy new years. Fun times fun times. Hope it was well for all of you too.

28 December 2002 - Mona Lisa

- Why do women settle for men who treat them badly? Its a phenomenon I'm not sure I'll ever totally understand. I mean, sure, he sometimes acts like he loves you, he sometimes does nice things for you, and occasionally you have a tiny moment of connection with him. But when the rest of the time he treats you like shit, doesn't seem to care about you, does things that make you sad cause he's fucking inconsiderate, and just generally puts no effort into the relationship -- Why do you, any of us, stay? Do we really have SUCH an insatiable desire for love that we are willing to be treated badly? If so than thats a really sad story. Cause there are many people who would go through life like that and because of it maybe never finds someone who truly makes them happy - and they'd forever go on tormented by the wish for true love when really all they can get is mediocrity...

27 December 2002 - Parachute

- Ok, so I've definitely let RDF fall by the wayside. Sorry guys. I've been busy writing cover letters (blah) and have hardly been inspired to work on the fiction. Not that it really matters I suppose. I don't think I'd ever be able to be a writer, and I'm not quite sure if I'd want to.
- Fun times at Loughlin's tonite. A 100 point game of Taboo lasts a LONG, LONG time. Just FYI, if you do it you're in for the long haul. Especially with Johnny Wu as a partner, lol, j/k WU!...

26 December 2002 - Great Escape

- BAH!! 6 inches of snow, and still the doctors office remains open. 8 hours of work ahead for me today. GRRRRRR!
- Making some serious headway on the Lord of the Rings, I'm about halfway through the Fellowship. Though I did have to set aside Against the Tide to do so. Thats alright. Man I have been a reading MACHINE this break. Which is good, though it's made me somewhat hermit-ish.

25 December 2002 - Rainy Day

- Mmm, stuck inside from snow. Hot chocolate, my mother's cheesecake (which I hear is good, but I don't eat cheesecake) and a Mandel family game of Balderdash. Fun times on Christmas.

24 December 2002 - Eden

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23 December 2002 - Grin

- Still feelin it, gotta write it down... Had so much fun tonight! Its 4 AM right now. Heres my last 6 hours in a nutshell: went bowling with the group, went to the diner with the group, ran into Annie and Bobby at the diner, stayed with them after group left, went to KMart to ride around on scooters/carts and toss gigantic bouncy balls down and over the aisles (yay for 24 hour christmas kmart), bought a can of whipped cream, went to dunkin donuts and ate the whipped cream with a dozen doughnuts (4 each), decided it was too much sweet stuff and went back to the diner to get eggs, french fries and toast, at diner was generally beligerent and ridiculous - painted nails, talked really loud, ordered so much food....STOMACH IS NOW GOING TO EXPLODE! but such a fun nite...

22 December 2002 - Airport Song

- A bunch of my family came to visit today. We had a good time. I really love my family (most of it) and I wish I could see them more often. But its increasingly often becoming the case that people just live too far away from each other. We all have different wants about where we want to be in life and often that precludes us from being with those we love. And its unfortunate, but we live in a constantly expanding (in more ways than one) society, and as all the new changes come the further apart we are pushed. Sad, but a consequence of a more complex and interesting life.

21 December 2002 - Perfect

- Saw "The Two Towers" today. Fun fun times. Then Seth and I talked about it for like an hour. I really do just need to read the books.

20 December 2002 - What You Wish For

- Went down to Rutgers tonite to see Zeshan's new place. Well, its not really that new, I just haven't been there yet. Sometimes I wish I lived in a more college-y town like New Brunswick. Places like that you're totally surrounded by your peers, and no matter what time of day it is you can find somebody to do something. Thats really cool. Although the monotony of the type of company could also be tiring after a while I'm sure. In any case, its fun to go to every once in a while. We just chilled for most of the nite, talked and stuff. Found out some interesting things about the group tho...hehe...

19 December 2002 - Barrel of A Gun

- 10 hour day at the doctors office today. So...fucking...tired...
- Current Music: Velvet Underground - "Sweet Jane," Apples In Stereo - "Strawberry Fire," & Allman Brothers Band - "Whipping Post"

18 December 2002 - Fall in Two

- Does nostalgia equal love? Cause if it does than maybe I'm wrong. I don't really know, but today I looked a scrapbook and and album from long ago and I felt something. I saw how happy I looked, and how in love I thought I was and it gave me a good feeling where previously I thought there were no feelings left. Worth a thought or two for me today so I wrote it.
- I think it was wrong of MTV and other major media to call bands like Limp Bizkit and artists like Kid Rock revolutionary for their fusion of rap and rock. I was listening to the first 311 album today, and with tracks like "Down" and "Come Original" they really seem to do something quite similar. Granted its not HARD rock and rap, but just rock/skaish and rap. I'm sure there were also even bands before 311 I'm just using it as an example of how the media spun it as a new genre when really it wasn't. Another thought of today.
- Went to my old high school today. I felt old. I can't believe how the time has flown. It seems like just yesterday I was perched by the mailbox waiting for acceptance letters...
- Ok, so really, I haven't been lying to you. Well I sort of have. I have been doing Random Daily Fiction, but not as faithfully as I promised. In any case, its updated now. Go check me. Any criticisms, observations, and just general thoughts are welcome. Email me. Mandelb@brandeis.edu.
- Current Music: Beatles - "Taxman," Arlo Guthrie - "Comin into Los Angeles," and Doobie Brothers - "Black Water"

17 December 2002 - So Long

- Why can I get by at school just fine with 4 hours of sleep a night, but when I'm at home and get 7ish, I yawn all day?
- Great game tonight. Too bad that the nets lost, but it was only by 2 points, and besides that Kidd had a career high (w/ the Nets) of 39 points!!! I hope it was enough to make fantasy go well for me tonight. I've been suckin it up lately. It was cool to be able to take Wu, Amar, and Jonathan to the game and give them something cool they hadn't done before. Yay for Dad's company seats.

16 December 2002 - Fa Fa

- "When you look in the mirror, wish you were somebody else. Its just a perfect reflection, you were no one else..."
- I can't believe theres still no one around. The only other person done with school besides me is Loughlin. And for me and Loughlin to hang out just us is, I dunno, weird. I guess. Not that we're not mature enough for it to be fine, just that, its weird. I don't know. Whatever. All I know is I've been home for 4 nights now and have yet to really go out. Though I did practice pool last night with my dad for quite some time which was fun. Maybe some day I'll be a pool shark like him, but for now I'm still a trout...
- AND DAMMIT BRAGIN YOU NEED TO FREAKING UPDATE. THATS THE LAST THING I WANT TO BE REMINDED OF WHEN I LOOK AT YOUR PAGE!!

15 December 2002 - Dissolve

- So I promise the Random Daily Fiction really is daily. I've been writing it I just haven't had the patience to post them yet. You don't realize how lucky you are to have the internet speed at school until you come home to a 56K dialup. Thus my regular reading of peoples journals, activity on fantasy basketball, email checking, and journal updating will be slightly less up to par than usual. My apologies.
- I tried to get drunk last night. And it like, didn't work. I was drinking and then it was just bah, and I don't know. It was like, I wanted to be drunk but I didn't want to have to drink to be drunk. Bah. Oh, and Ali is a BEER SLUT now!!! I can't believe she gave in. I'm all alone in the "hard liquor snob" category now. Boo on that. Bah. I feel a lot of bah right now. BAH!

14 December 2002 - Two Points for Honesty

- So my sister, who teaches freshman english at Orange High School, also happens to be one of the schools two debate coaches. Her school belongs to the JUDL, the jersey urban debate league. So I went today to watch her kids. Trying to teach policy debate (fyi this years topic in jersey is about the federal government spending more on mental health care) to a bunch of inner city kids, is quite a task. While they all seem to be relatively well spoken - in that they have almost no problem standing up there and talking for 8 minutes - they are having a lot of issues other than that. It seems that its just really hard for them to digest how it is that an argument matures and develops, and how to follow an increasingly complex line of thought. Also they just seem to be having problems knowing all they have to know to do a policy debate on the US government and mental health care. In any case though, they seem to be trying pretty hard, and at the very least learning from it, if not winning. It was kind of (surprisingly) helpful for me as a more experienced debator to watch these kids. It gave me an opportunity to analyze what seems to be most important in communicating during a debate. And what kind of things one could do that would hurt them or help them. I dunno. Anyhoo, it was a good time, and I kind of tried to help teach them a bit about flowing, which was fun for me.
- Off to Long Island to visit my darling Alisson. I'm sure it'll be fun, and hopefully the driving will be ok too...

13 December 2002 - Center of Attention

- God I am a drama queen sometimes...{{looks away sheepishly}} Not to undermine the scare I had but the entry was a little dramatic...I apologize.
- Its good to be home. Weird to work an 8 hour day when you got home less than 24 hours before, but hey, money is good.

12 December 2002 - Demons

- This is going to sound cliche, but I swear its not, and that its meant with the upmost sincerity. It is a scary thing to become aware of one's own mortality. After a series of convincings, mind changes, and inspirations, I finally figured out when to leave Brandeis. Last night, around 8 o'clock. It just came to me that it was the right time to leave, I felt good and closed about the semester, and ready to go home. So I left. Accompanied by Gorillaz "Gorillaz" the first hour of my trip was great. Cool clear skies, plenty of time to think and to groove, and no traffic. I got off the Mass Pike onto 84. A splotch of freezing rain hit my windshield. I ignored it. More splotches. A flake. More flakes. 10 minutes onto 84 I entered into the biggest blizzard I've ever seen while driving. It felt like I had walked into the famed wardrobe of C.S. Lewis. Snow so thick I could not see tail lights 25 feet in front of me. Lights that barely cut through the whirlwind. Windshield wipers rendered useless by the permanent wetness settled in front of me. Less than a quarter of a tank of gas. I had a panic attack. My throat tightened, my breaths came far too quickly, my muscles ached from being continuously tensed, I couldn't seem to stop crying. I have never been that scared in my LIFE. Now I know that the 2 hours following my accident coming home from Middlebury were no fun, that I was damn scared I'd slide off the road again. But what I didn't know was that I was developing a fear of driving so accute that it will follow me from that point on, until I can rid myself of it. Even as I neared Hartford and the snow lightened and turned back into freezing rain, every time my tires cut through a gathered puddle of slush or ice, a surge of fear cut right from my brain to my stomach. Even when I stopped to stay the night at a friends in Hartford and got up this morning to driving on clear roads, every time a car encroached too close on one of my sides, I felt it. Every time I went around a sharp curve in the road, every time 95 was a little too traffic-y, every time the sky looked as though it had more precipitation fun in store for me, I FELT IT. I am scared for the possibility of getting hurt. I'm sure its a mixed blessing in that I'll be safer about driving from now on - but the problem is I don't want to be AFRAID of driving. Its just that now when I'm out on the road things I see all become potential accidents to me. I'm afraid of having to drive back to Brandeis - which I'm not going to have to do till JANUARY. I don't know what the plan is to make this better, but I've got to come up with one - I do not want to live in fear of my own mortality.

11 December 2002 - Love For Me

- Current Music: Jewel - "Hands" (the good original version), "Jupiter"
- Things are still no clearer. I say things, but I feel things also.
- Does anyone know either the band or the name of the song that goes, "I love you, I hate you, I can't live without you..." ? If you do, tell me.
- This is a new project thats been brewing in my mind for quite some time and I've finally decided to implement it. Don't know if you'll like it, or even if I'll like it, so its uncertain if it'll stay, but here's its beginnings. Random Daily Fiction.
- What is this - Michigan catch up week? Talked to Seth today. I never used to understand how people could say that they could just forget about someone they loved if they truly loved them. I thought for a long time that once you really love someone that a little piece of them lives in your heart forever. I believed it cause I hadn't been able to forget about people I loved. Well I don't know if thats true so much anymore. I guess that it changes. Like one day you can just talk to that person, wish them well in their endeavors, and mean it, but there really is a point where that last little piece of warm spot on your heart for them falls away. Like, there's nothing there anymore, an absolute threshold you can reach if you endure the silence for just long enough. Don't know where I'm going with this, so I'll just stop.
- I AM SO TIRED OF GETTING RIPS IN THE ASS OF MY JEANS!!!! CAN I JUST SAY THAT? PLEASE?!?!

10 December 2002 - Either Way

- So the East Asian final is over, and thus ends fall semester 02. It went ok, but I think I might have fucked up the literature question. Either way, its only worth 20 points, and when I say fucked up I mean like 12/20 not like 5/20. So I'll still do alright. I think I'll have at least an A- in the class since I got a 100 on the midterm. Whatever. I'm done. And I'm glad for that.
- Current Music: No Doubt - "Underneath it All"
- I'm really stuck over this issue of when to leave school. I'm done, I can leave tomorrow. And I have a job to get back to, and friends. But there are certainly things that I don't want to leave yet here, and it would be nice to take my time getting out. Bragin's right, its all just because I'm really unsure of what this break holds or doesn't hold for me, and that uncertainty scares me. Whatever, gonna try to put it out of mind till tomorrow when I really have to chose.

9 December 2002 - I Spy

- So its weird, I didn't think that I would feel this way ever about online journals, but it occured to me that it's almost like spying. Its a little look into people's lives that they don't ever outwardly say, but just write down when it happens to be on their mind, pops in their thoughts out of nowhere. And so its sort of hard to hold people accountable for what they say when they're just rambling - but at the same time - its the opposite about when they say things that they think perhaps no one else is reading. I dunno. I think maybe I'm going to stop tracking my site. Originally with sitemeter, it was just to see how many hits, but ever since I got wundercounter, I can see (for Brandeis people) 8 or 9 times out of 10 who it is thats looking at it, and I've started to pay too much attention to that. Like, when theres IPs that I don't know, I'm like, "Oooh, who is that?" and then I wonder about it when really I shouldn't give a fuck. Whatever. I don't know what prompted that thought, but the first thought of this entry came from the fact that by way of Sandhya I stumbled upon the online journal of stuart. He says some interesting stuff, and most of his entries are amusing. In any case, well, I'm off to my finance final.
- No more finance!! Woohoo!! Or at least till I take mangagerial accounting next semester. {{Sigh.}} Why do I do these things to myself?
- I just saw this quote in Toby's away message and I liked it so I'm stealing it: "I decline to accept the end of man. It is easy enough to say that man is immortal simply because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still be one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking. I refuse to accept this. I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance."- William Faulkner, Nobel acceptance speech. Will comment on it later, but for now, must go meet Andy for dinner.
- I hope Crack is alright.
- Was having fun with photoshop today. Background is 1 year old me. Found the picture buried in an old file in my slave hard drive. Fun times.

8 December 2002 - Medicine

- Wow. That was a blast from the past. Heard from Yaara today. Can honestly say its been about a year since I've spoken to her, and double that since we've had any REAL kind of conversation. We talked for about an hour. She's still in the army in Israel, she'll be done in July 2003. She's working as a social worker for Russian immigrants to Israel, and is living in Tel-Aviv with her brother Ziv. When she's done she's going to come back here and try college for at least a year, and get her citizenship. But she thinks she might want to go back to Israel after that cause she really likes living there. It sounds like she's doing well, and that she's happy. And it reassured me to decide that death seems to be one of the furthest things from her mind these days. Its still a little hard to talk to her though, brings back many memories of some days I'd like to forget. And I worry about her, she's not really in the safest place to be right now. Nonetheless, I'm glad we caught up. We really should have done that a long time ago, but I couldn't... Anyways, I better get to studying Finance, or I'm never going to pass this final...
- I wish I weren't so dependent sometimes.

7 December 2002 - The Prize

- Well, the good news first or the bad news? The good news - WE WON RISK! In the end we steamed through Brown and Stanford, and it was us and Yale, and we took them down like the little wimps they are! The phrase, "This is why Yalies are presidents and not generals," was heard mumbled from quite a few little mouths. Lol. But no, it was fun to kick ass at at least something. (And PS - we were Green :-). ) Ok, now the bad news. We broke none of our 7 teams. And not that thats a terrible thing (or terribly surprising), just disappointing. Such is life though. The break was predictable as usual - Yale OJ, Yale WC, BU A, Stanford A, Harvard A, NYU A, Cornell 1/2 MV^2, (Emmanuel & Andrew), and the wildcard - Amherst EK (Elaine + novice). {{Sigh.}} And as for Emmanuel and Andrew - like WHAT THE HELL IS THE POINT OF GIVING A SENIOR SPEECH IF YOU'RE NEVER GOING TO LEAVE?!?!?!?! Alright, I'm done. Its just unfair for people who graduated and have no eligibility to take spots away in the break from those young, fresh, teams who do. I know that sounds almost hypocritical but recall that Chetan still has 2 years of eligibility. Ok, now I'm really done. Gotta write paper, eat dinner, etc.
- Page 17 of the 20+ page politics paper. Chugging along. Worked all day and wrote 6 pages. Now its 11:30. Should I crank the rest out or go do something fun?
- I'm DONE!!!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!!!

6 December 2002 - Bury Me

- The time which I have left to finish my stuff is kind of beginning to look nerve-wracking. I have to spend sunday studying for Finance, and monday studying for East Asian. This means my paper has to be done by Sunday. I've got debate the rest of the day today, and most of tomorrow. Not looking fun.
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- Not in the best of spirits at the moment. Guess I'm just tired, tired of working, and a little disappointed things aren't going as well for Chetan and I as they should. I still am having fun, but I thought there'd be serious ass kickage, and so far there's just been serious ambiguity. We are holding up very nicely in Risk though. Williams, Cornell, BU, and Harvard have all been eliminated leaving us, Brown, Stanford, and Yale. It was all about Australia - clutch call by Adam and Sam. Anyhoo, I'm going to work on my paper for a bit more, and then go to bed I guess. Wishing for something more, but maybe sleep is the answer. Can't let my spirits be dampened.

5 December 2002 - Getting Even

- Wow. I guess Evan Mayo-Wilson just wanted make entirely SURE that the Brandeis team hates him. He was like: "Eh, well, after that whole Chetan incident they seemed kinda ticked, I may as well just go and insult one of the best debators and presidents they've ever had. That should insure their hatred. Yep, oughtta do it." What a fucking idiot. It certainly worked for me. All he ever does are send these STUPID time wasting often insulting emails. Like WTF? AAAAARG. I hate that kid.
- Oy, I wish that this were easier for me. I just really want to get it all out there, be truthful, and get an answer or two, but I know it won't have the outcome I desire, and then I'll just be left feeling bad. But holding things in is pretty frustrating.
- AHHHH! So my dad has this friend named Jean, who because of what he does (I forget at the moment) is friends with several congressmen and women. Today I was talking to my dad on the phone and by some random manner of conversation manifestation, it came up that Jean knows Nancy Pelosi, of whom I'm a big fan. Following this discovery, it also came up that Jean might be able to get me hired to work for Nancy in DC this summer! Woo! Its just a tiny possibility right now, and my dad's going to find out more about it, but THAT WOULD BE SO COOL!! Alright, back to my China paper.
- AHHH! You know what else I just found out??? I didn't really get a C+ on my econ midterm!!! I wasn't there the day he handed them back, I just picked mine up from his office. It turns out there was a curve, and I actually got a B. Yay. Now I don't have to get a 95 on the final to get a decent grade in the class. This makes me happy.
- One last thing...(I must really not want to write this politics paper...) If you could have the talents of ANY past artist - painter, writer, musician, composer, whatever - who would you chose? Basically who's art do you think has done most for the world, or (if you want to decide based on this) who's your favorite artist. Tell Me. And when I get a couple of replies I'll post a list. But for now, "Why Taiwan is Evil" awaits me, lol...
- WHOA. According to this chart on my web tracker I have a quasi-avid reader in RUSSIA OR CHINA. WHOA. Thats a little scary. Actually, I suppose that could also just be random search engines whose IP locations read from that area, but its not actually PEOPLE who are looking at my site. I feel better now.
- Chetan and I had a really good practice round tonight against Kevin and Rob. I feel assured that this weekend at the very least will be lots of fun.
- Well, I worked all day today on my paper, (except when at dinner and debate,) and only finished three pages, bringing my grand total up to 9 and a half. Granted, they were a pretty thoughtful three pages, but still, I need to get crackin if I'm going to get to 21 by Tuesday (while studying for 2 finals.) Not to mention the fact that I've got MIT this weekend. I'm wondering if the 4 inches of snow we got (and are still getting) is going to ward some teams off from coming. It'll be interesting to see. And a side note: Did I mention lately that I HATE snow? Cause I do. SNOW sucks. There is absolutely nothing pleasant at all about being cold. Or wet, slushy, in car accidents, etc. {{Sigh.}} If only I could transplant New York to California. C'mon Global Warming!!

4 December 2002 - Happier

- "And if I die today I'll be the happy phantom. And I'll go chasing the nuns out in the yard. And I'll run naked through the street without my mask on. And I will never need umbrellas in the rain. I'll wake up in strawberry fields every day. And the atrocities of school I can forgive. The happy phantom has no right to bitch." - Tori Amos
- I remember when I was a little kid the library was nice to me. Late fees used to top out at three, four, five dollars - max. Do you know what the Brandeis library demanded from me today?? FIFTEEN DOLLARS. One five. FIFTEEN. Since when is the library allowed to charge fifteen dollars??? AHHH! Damn librarians. What is this world coming to?
- This little bit of APDA forum is pretty funny. You should look at it if you know what I'm talking about when I say APDA. Sorry home kids. :)
- You know I was just lamenting a couple of things lately concerning debate. One was that I miss watching us in outrounds. That I miss seeing Stor and Drew debate. Another was that I wish I could have seen some of the older greats on our team, Zirk, Russ, Brad, Jordan, etc. and on the circuit - Brian, Scott, etc. Well its amazing what you can find hunting around APDA forum at 1 in the morning, but apparently Pat Nichols has put together this directory of old APDA videos. It was fun to watch a few. It kind of makes me wonder though. Almost all of those videos are of people who no longer exist on the circuit (pretty much everyone except for Jessee AH). Why is it that no one tapes anymore? Are best of the best these days not worth it? I mean, I've definitely seen some quality debates this year, but maybe not as many as last year. I guess its kind of ballsy to say that, since I know some APDA people read my site, but I really feel that. I'm even willing to say on my own team, if not a decrease in talent this year, there's for sure been a decrease in enthusiasm, and that in itself can really hurt you. But maybe those are separate issues. I don't know. Babbling. Must devote more thought to this, but now, bed.
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3 December 2002 - Scars and Stitches

- So we decided coughing up blood is bad, right?
- Wow, I never knew that my site counter had all this cool shit on it. Fun pie charts I never noticed before. Yay.
- Oh, and Bragin, if you recall that little calculation I promised you I was going to do, I finally finished it over Thanksgiving. Its 10, out of the past 53 months.
- I guess I should point out what entertains me most about the above link to my stats. There are a few things, one of which being the fact that Storey and Emily alone account for 14% of all my hits. Another amusing factor is the MIT 4% statistic. I wonder. Speaking of which, I'm quite excited for their tournament this weekend. I hope Chetan and I have a good time. I'm sure we will. We're good time people. :) One thing I'm rather glad for concerning the site, is that less than half my hits come from Brandeis, cause it would suck if it was always just the same local 'Deis friends reading my page. Not that their readership isn't appreciated, but one of the reasons I started this thing was to give people who I didn't keep the best of touch with a way to know what is going on in my life. Which is primarily non-Brandeis people (unless we're on break or something.) Anyhoo, thats all for now.
- Eh so apparently people like the blue pyramid better than the northern sky on Thanksgiving. Such is life in the realm of small time bloggers. 8D On that note, a year ago I swore I hated the term blog and wouldn't ever use it. I was a strictly "online journal" girl. See web address to note my hypocrisy. Another funny thing I notice over at the BP is that places I've always yearned to try out for living - NYC, Chicago, Boston - are hated by those crazy Cali kids. Eh, its alright, we're trying to get the parents to walk the Oregon trail (then South) when retirement comes. [[translation: get M&D to move back to Cali = fine objective for the Mandel children.]]

2 December 2002 - Happy Frappy

- Found another blog today - ANNIE! Woo-hoo for that. On another note, I am extremely happy to have that science paper off my back. Now I can concentrate on the most important thing - PASSING FINANCE!
- In light of finding Annie's blog, I decided to revamp the whole links page. Check it out.
- Yay. I worked all day and finished my study guide for east asian. And then a nice relaxing chill nite at mod 32. I've gotta do that more, I just often worry that I impose upon people. Not quite sure why, I just do. Always have.
- In the words of Hagrid, "I shouldn't 'ha said that. Should not 'ha said that."
- The random shit I pick up from people, this one seems bad but I promise the questions had almost nothing to do with sexual stuff, despite the name...

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1 December 2002 - Cocoon

- Well, December's off to a frigid start. Being cocooned under my covers all winter seems pretty darn attractive right about now. :-)
- So I just got back, and I have SO MUCH FUCKING WORK TO DO. Should have been more efficient over break. {{Sigh}}. Well, at least I had a good time.
- This science paper just isn't flowing. Its going pretty slow for my usual writing speed. I guess I'm just not all that excited about electricity, although I do find it interesting. Maybe I'm just too tired to get excited. The 6.5 hour bus ride home certainly tuckered me out.
- Wow, so did you know that the following was a Bloodhound Gang lyric - "I want you smothered, want you covered, like my waffle house hash browns." Thought I'd put that up there for the one who told me all about how great waffle house hash browns are. Ummm, yeeeah.