- The new Harry Potter movie, I would like to have said contained no surprises. Unfortunately, this was not the case. For some reason, Chris Columbus decided to add a little bit of suggestive future romance between Hermione and Harry which SO isn't there in the book. Or at least, as far as I've read in the series. Other than that tho, I was completely satisfied. What a good story those books are.
- Lots of cool Hanukkah gifts this year. Of course Mom and Dad gave me some nice stuff, but Aaron, Rachel, and Seth all gave me really cool stuff. Seth gave me a set of sushi stuff for two people, Aaron gave me quite a useful gift, and Rachel got me - get this - an easel (sp?) some canvases, and a SET OF OIL PAINTS!!!! I'm so excited - I've always wanted to try oil, but haven't cause its too expensive. Yay for cool gifts. I hope they liked my presents equally well.
29 November 2002 – Nice Dream
- I am proud to say that I recieved ZERO hits on Thanksgiving day. Glad that you all have your priorities in correct order. Heh heh.
- Little kids are really fucking cute. But they are also TONS and TONS of work. I went with Ali to visit her 2(?) year old cousin today, and quasi babysit while her aunt and uncle went shopping. We were there for probably about 3 hours I'd say, and by the end I was more tired than I can recall being since the semester started. Like, playing with her was so much fun, at first. But by the end it was like "NO I WILL NOT READ YOU THAT STORY, BRAT!" -- and this is for the child (Kaitlyn) who is literally the ANTITHESIS of brat. Glad to clear up that I am definitely no where near ready for kids. A-freakin-MEN. (I don't know what it is with me and that expression lately.)
- Little regulars, little blast from the past, and a little damn freaky. Either way, its 4 thirty AM and I'm tired as shit, so 'nite folks.
- One last comment - "Boondock Saints" - GOOD FUCKIN MOVIE.
28 November 2002 – High & Dry
- Gotta love Thanksgiving. I for one always feel a little more appreciative of everything I've got today. Not to mention that general trend in my life now too... In any case, I'm so happy to have all 6 of the fam together today - its been too long. And I'm thankful to be so happy. Everything is damn fuckin skippy. :-D
- Soooo stuffed, sooooo tired, toooooo much tryptophan.... must make effort to finish watching Harry Potter 1 tonight.... might not make it...
27 November 2002 – Karma Police
- Its as good to be home as I'd hoped it would be. Jersey time started off with a whopping bang by a two hour diner stint with my childhood friend Anne, and high school friend Bobby. Just found out said two are moving to Chicago in January, which is sad, but I'm excited for them. Anne said she just needed to "get the hell out of Jersey for awhile." Can I getta AMEN. As much as I LOVE Jersey (and yes I'm being serious,) its been nice these many months of college to just be experiencing something new. And if thats what Anne & Bobby need, then I'm glad they're seeking it - as much as I may miss them. 8D
- Oy! More diner tonite. & The Group! How I missed you kids! Glad to know you all always come back too. Routine comfort is the best kind.
- Glad to see expectations from certain people are pretty much as minimal as I would have hoped...
26 November 2002 – Subterranean Homesick Alien
- Looking forward to going home today. Much excitement brewing.
- Fuuuuuuck. I really really don't think I wanted that to happen. Oh well. Whats done is done. Omissions are sins 9 times out of 10.
- Current Music: Gorillaz, "Latin Simone (Que Pasa Contigo)"
- I should check my voicemail more often, what a nice surprise! Too bad it was missed by about 5 minutes. I'll get back soon.
25 November 2002 – Amnesiac/Morning Bell
- Darn. Thats the third time I've slept late when I've really needed to be doing something else. Well, at least I'm up in time to go to class still, cause I had planned on doing that today.
- Still made it into Boston, and now its all good.
- Today is quite a happy day for me. I got into Boston, I went to class, and now I've been working most of the afternoon on my east asian study guide. I guess I just feel accomplished. Fun times. :-D
- Current Music: Underworld, "Rez Cowgirl (Live)" ... speaking of amazing techno, I'm so excited that that's MITs tournament theme. Worthy indeed. God I love techno. I can still remember that first time - Shaun Harmen's car junior year of high school, what an impact it had on me...
- So I wonder how much longer I'm going to go on like this. I mean right now I feel totally good and fine about it, but time stretches ahead of me like and endless ocean, and I wonder when I'll reach a different sea, or I'll be passed by the other ship. It seems strange to think that I could be idling along in this present state till the end of the school year. Not that its time idly spent, just that its so different than any of my previous experiences, so much more relaxed, so noncommital. And plus I tend to wonder at what point I'll stop growing from this experience and will feel it neccessary to find a new one. Yet at the same time, its kind of comforting because its constant but not ubiquitous. I have room to breathe and to do things, but something to fall back on so to speak. And thats been a really really nice change. Yet, January's a long time away. I guess I'll just have to wait and see. Keep playing life's little games. Fine by me :-D
- I really need to get some fuckin sleep - I haven't had more than 4-5 hours or so a night since thursday. Mmmph...
- I pose myself with a quasi-interesting ethical quandry this evening. I introduce dealer and buyer. Does that make me part of the immorality/illegality? Do I really even find it immoral? I know I have pretty staunch views on not legalizing drugs, which I can explain to anyone who's curious in person (but its a pain in the ass to do so here), and I've never DONE any drugs (except nicotine and alcohol, since most people would call them drugs too, which they are,) but at the same time I hang out with tons of people who do all kinds of quasi-dangerous, dangerous, and really dangerous drugs. I date someone who sells lots of drugs, and I have done so in the past as well. I think I've only ever dated ONE person who hasn't done or dealt drugs (but he did after he broke up with me.) I once almost broke up with a boyfriend 10th grade of high school cause he told me he'd tried cocaine. But I didn't. I've introduced friends to other friends who do/sell drugs. I am constantly around recreational drug use, if I had a dollar for every time I've seen drugs sold this year, I'd have a hell of a lot more cash than I have right now, and I really just have had tons of exposure to something that I supposedly have a real objection to. I don't know if that makes me a hypocrite or just confused or what, but its certainly makes for an interesting question, which I'm going to have to devote some thought to in the next few days. Just thought I'd share.
24 November 2002 – Paranoid Android
- All that stands between me and the end of the semester: 1) a five page paper on any topic in science, due the last day of class, 2) a 25 page memoir of my war simulation class due the last day of finals, 3) an easy east asian civilization essay final, and 4) a finance final (AHH!). No, but all in all things are looking pretty good. I don't have much more work to do, the grades are all alright, except for finance, and I've got plenty of time in which to do the work. I think I can have a nice relaxing day. :-)
- I don't care if Mozart didn't live long enough to write quite the entire requiem himself. And I don't care if many modern singers would call it "pretentious" and overdone. In my opinion, its still one of the most beautiful choral works out there...
- I hope I didn't scare you. I don't see why I would. But if I did, I'm sorry, I was just saying the most simple thanks I could.
23 November 2002 – Exit Music
- I guess running AA right out of the box didn't work strategically the way we wanted it to. Vassar B got the bye second round - AKA the team we hit first round had the lowest speaks at the tournament after that round. So I think we were pretty much screwed after that. Second round we hit Tyler Larson from NYU and Robert from Columbia. [Taking this opportunity to rant - I HATE THE HYBRID QUAL AMENDMENT - LOOK WHAT ITS DOING. Everybody freaking hybrids!!! Ok, I'm done.] 2nd round I gave the worst MO I think I've ever given at a tournament. I can legitimately say that we totally lost that round because of me. And that sucks. Third round we got a decent pairing, two novii from Columbia, and we spanked them with Ford. Funnily enough one of them was a first generation American-German, and the other, the self-proclaimed "waspiest person on earth." And all coming from NFB. Sigh. Fourth round we were hit with the (we thought) unfortunate 2-1 pairing of Unikowsky and Hubert. However, they ran that we should be able to (in a court of law) obtain torture warrants in the case that a particular person is suspected of having knowledge of a weapon large enough/important enough to destroy many people (a.k.a. - we can torture the terrorists if we prove that we think they know where the weapons/attacks are going to be.) Wow. I thought we couldn't lose it after the opp block, but Adam's PMR was very good. Evidently we picked it up anyway though, cause we hit NYU A fifth round, who later broke. We ran the ex post facto case, which I thought was going to be a sure winner, but I guess not. Should have run it in practice rounds first. My PMR just wasn't enough. I guess I was pretty disapointed about this weekend for one main reason, which was that I felt both our losses were for the most part my fault. And that's not a very fun feeling. In any case, the weekend as a whole was a good time, last night visiting with Ali and Stephanie especially, and it was definitely nice to be back from a NYC tournament at 6:30 PM. So I'm off for now, to find something interesting to do with my Saturday night...
- I am 49% Raver Well, you may have been to a rave. You probably know a bunch of ravers, but they may think of you as an outsider. That's okay, at least you're not a complete freak. Take the Raver Test at fuali.com
- For those of you who haven't yet, you should check out two of my newly updated pages, concerts, and recommended reading.
22 November 2002 – Sulk
- Nazis from Brandeis. Let's hope the EOFs don't chase us down for that name...
- Jesus, Bragin and I are going to kill each other one of these days.
21 November 2002 – I Can't
- Fuck sins of omission. It's gone. If you saw it, forget it. I'm happy. I'm not going to let one event change the best stretch of my life I've ever had to the worst.
- I think I'm going to see Ali tomorrow night while I'm at Fordham. That would make me very happy. Talking to Ro on IM last night made me miss home a little bit. I feel like I haven't seen Ali in forever. I guess the last time was right after our birthdays, in early September. Goodness - a thousand lifetimes have passed since then. I feel like I've grown so much this year as a person. I've just had all kinds of crazy different experiences, new to me. And from each one of them I have taken something, I have left with something I didn't have before. Be it a piece of knowledge, a funny memory, a new emotion, a valuable lesson, or even just the bare experience itself. But I've learned to make sure I come away with something. Because why else would we do things in life - if not for some new thing, however minute it may be? That in itself is a pretty good thing to have learned I'd say...
- I figured out some of my stats today. A small pattern at least - on the average, my number of daily hits always halves itself on fridays and saturdays. Ok, fair enough, my weekends are busy too. :-)
20 November 2002 – Lucky
- Undeniably, the most wonderful thing in the whole world is to have people around you who care about you. Thanks go out to a certain two, and an obvious one, without whom, I'd be in a much worse place. Today is a much better day.
- You know, even if it doesn't happen this semester, this weekend or next, I've got all next semester. Brandeis seems to shine brighter in the debate world in the spring than fall anyway. For those of us no names anyway. Besides, Wilson's right - every team has to go through that on the cusp period before they break through it - both literally and figuratively. In other debate news, its looking as though I may very well be the only one running for president next semester. That would be so nice, I wouldn't have to worry about competition or anger. Last year wasn't the best year for a peaceful passing of power. Several feelings ended up a little bruised. All I know is I've never wanted to run this team more than now - we really need to get the spirit back, and I think I can do it. Here's hoping...
19 November 2002 – Knives Out
- My fucking radiator needs to hate me less and stop waking me up in the middle of the night...
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- Current Music: Ani DiFranco, "Back Back Back"
- I don't know what to do. I guess its not the worst thing thats ever happened to me in my life, but its certainly had more of an effect on me than I could have ever expected. I've talked to a very select few about it, but it hasn't helped. Maybe I need to talk to someone who knows more about it. But talking about it just makes it more real in my mind. I want to feel normally, but I sense returning to a state of normal there is going to take a bit. I'm sick of certain somethings, and I need to seek comfort elsewhere. It occured to me today that this could be what finally brings me down from the nearly constant state of good I've had since August. I want to retreat inside and just deal with it myself, but somehow I sense that that would just perpetuate its negative effects. More time to think is required...
18 November 2002 – Climbing Up the Walls
- I'm bruised, achy, and sweaty - but I'm happy. (More volleyball tonight.) Sometimes I think I might have been better off had I been a jock in life. The simple joy I get from a bit of exercise and healthy competition is just great. Now I don't really mean I'd be better off, I certainly wouldn't, but I do love sports (though I lack talent), and sometimes I doubt whether or not I truly belong in academia. I've been feeling a lack of self confidence lately in regards to intelligence. Don't quite know why.
- It occurs to me that this new page layout probably looks ugly in anything less than 1280x1024. Everything always looks fine on my computer and then I sometimes go to the library & see the page, and its like "WHOA THERE!" Anyhow, I'm kind of too lazy to fix it at the moment. I'd like to be able to figure out how to make it so it looks fine in bigger settings, but still looks cool in 1280x1024. {{Sigh}}. Can't know everything.
- Still feeling awfully confused and conflicted about certain issues. I look forward to the close of this semester in more ways every day.
17 November 2002 – Blow Out
- College is expanding me in all different ways...
- Current Music: The Cure, "Letter to Elise" & Foo Fighters, "Walking After You"
- What do ya'll think about the new headline style? Tell Me.
16 November 2002 – You and Whose Army?
- The UN's army. Apparently. Third bubble round loss for me and Bragin. First at Smith to Elaine and Marty. Then at Vassar to Jon and Helen. Now to Angela and Cheryl. And for cripe's sake - the case was THE UN SHOULD HAVE A STANDING ARMY (instead of peacekeepers.) Now, granted, Bragin and I didn't bring out the stock opps about cost, and upkeep, etc. But the points we did come up with were SO MUCH better than that. Nationality conflict w/ regard to officers, legitmizing UN extending FAR outside realm of diplomacy, UN as tool of the west, vetos arbitrarily due to belief of country's sovreignty, the difference between peacemakers and peacekeepers. Arg. I'm getting tired of losing bubble rounds.
- AHHHH BUT ITS OKAY CAUSE SIROTA AND JUSTIN BROKE!!!! TO SEMIS!!! and really, as we all know, they won semis. Just like me and Stor last year. :-) Whatever, Unikowski and Specian did opp it well, but I still thought Eric's PMR kicked the shit up to the fan. In a good way. Eh, whatever. It was a good weekend for Brandeis. And I'm really proud of both of them that they made it there. It gives me a great feeling in my heart - honestly.
- Drive home from hell. Getting towed out of a ditch in the middle of I-93 is exactly what note I want to finish this weekend of emotional ups and downs on.
- Way to take one for the team, Zimmy. Nice going. Next time you better think long and hard about the alternatives when you look to the team to take one for you. That was just not cool man.
- Don't do this again Beth. Just don't do it.
15 November 2002 – Motion Picture Soundtrack
- Song of the moment, 1:33 AM: Counting Crows - Sullivan Street
- Interesting...I'm tired...and also clearly bored...Sandhya always finds the best random quizzes... What sexy girl are you brought to you by Quizilla
- Where are my regular readers? Such random hits these past few days, and a few normal absent...
- Off to middlebury, only this year I have the pleasure of driving. I wonder if I can beat the Kia's four hours...
- That sucks. I almost wish I didn't know that. It changes how i feel about everything. Which is so stupid. Why should it change everything? I don't know. All i know is that things i thought were shards of glass embedded in there are quickly becoming windows, through which I look and see pictures I don't enjoy. imu.
- Alright, pretty good first and second rounds, though we could have dealt better with that WWII case. But, now its off to play some bridge - apda is definitely such an old school social club...
- Grill gripes or party possibilities? Oh, to be conflicted...
- Be careful what you wish for, you just might fucking get it.
14 November 2002 – Let Down
- If you love me, (and Tori Amos) please IM me and tell me!!! Shes playing in Lowell on Tuesday, its $30. Please come with me so I don't have to go alone! Just in case you're reading this, and for some strange reason you don't have my screenname, its tatum780. Though I think half of you link to my journal from my IM profile anyway. The other half stumble over from the blue pyramid...
- Today I revamped my recommended readings page. I still have to get to all the categories other than novel, and put more books, but I made the 2 pages a little prettier, and added a ton of books I had previously not had on the list. Visit!
- I seem to be on this "fix my webpage" kick today, so I also started working once again on a page I started back in June. Its a list of all the concerts I've been to (non-classical). Its obviously not done yet, since there are only 3 shows listed there, but I'll keep working on it in the upcoming weeks. So you should check that out too.
- Alright, well I feel a little better after that practice round. I spoke fine, but everything feels so disorganized in my mind. Bragin could be right, it could just be that that was kind of an insane round, but I still feel like somethings amiss. Both in the general tenor of things, and in my own head (debate wise.)
13 November 2002 – Thinking of You
- paulina rubio.
- Six hours of volleyball a week = A great escape.
- You know whats concurrently a strange and wonderful thing? When you get to know people in a certain way, or maybe you don't even know them that well at all, and then you find out something about them that you never knew, or that you see them in a quite a different light than before. I love when that happens. Its just like the world blindfolds you, spins you around, and shows you a wonderful, bright, new paradise. Like say for a long time all you see is rain, weeks and weeks, always rain. And then all of a sudden you wake up one morning and you pull up your shade and its a beautiful sunny day out. I find it to be just like that. Its strange, maybe, but I seem to get the greatest euphoria and simple pleasure sometimes simply out of the asthetics of a good weather day. And enjoying people takes on the exact same characteristics sometimes. And thats a nice thing about life. :-) Anyway, its getting late, and class is on the agenda for tomorrow, for once. Nite kids...
- One more thought for the evening. Those practice rounds last night were not good. I am not in good shape I feel. I haven't debated in three weeks, and Middlebury this weekend worries me. Also I'm just kind of feeling a little disolusioned - isn't that such the popular trend on our team at the moment. No, but in all seriousness, I'm a little disheartened going into this weekend. There's no reason Bragin and I shouldn't have broken at Vassar. I'll tell you why - because if Drew Jarboe and Chris Laconi can break sophmore year, Andy and I can. And if Elisabeth Page can break, so can Andy and I. And if Justin Berkowitz and Rob Glunt can break, so can Andy and I. But we're not. The other reason we should have broken at Vassar is because we really won those rounds, dammit. First round was such the most illegit loss I've ever experienced on APDA. Pat Nichols came up to me after the round and APOLOGIZED for Adam Jed's LO. APOLOGIZED. And we ran AA (which doesn't lose.) AND WE SPOKE THE PANTS OUT OF THEM. Yet the panel said we lost, and that no one in the round spoke higher than a 25. Sigh. And if I had called Helen when she was approaching the 11th minute of her speech (instead of letting her go on for 3 more) she never could have gotten the 1 and Andy and I would have won. Not to mention the fact that Brown A, who I love as people, and debaters, who DIDN'T MAKE IT IN TIME FOR FIRST ROUND, got to pick it up and get a bye. Sigh. I know it does me no good to stress about all this now, but that tournament has left a sour taste in my mouth. And it leads me to wonder about many things - am I not a good debater? Is it Bragin and I that aren't good together? Do people have a bias against us because we're young, and quasi-nameless? I don't know. I don't want to have high hopes (like Bragin) for Middlebury this weekend, because I don't want to be let down. But at the same time, if I go in with a negative attitude, thats no way to seize the day, so to speak. Well, I guess we'll see how it goes.
- some people make me wonder about random things i shouldn't be wondering about...
- i love pajamas.
11 November 2002 – My Iron Lung
- First cigarette today in 24 days. & there were many days before that screw up as well. It happens, and I'm sure it might happen a few more times. As long as I don't make a habit of it, and eventually erradicate any occurances of it, it's gonna be ok. Really.
- My hair has faded to a pleasant auburn that I'm really quite happy with. Strange, that a manic panic esque shade could become something pretty and tasteful - wasn't exactly the look I was originally going for ;) Ok by me...
- Mmm, I need to make sure I don't forget how good the Indigo Girls are - ever. They're incredible. I've got 'Rites of Passage' in the discman right now. Yes, observant readers, this means my computer speakers are still broken. Unfortunate, but I've been rather too busy to fix them with higher priorities. Eh...small tragedy in the grand scheme of things.
- For those keeping track, still loving life. :-)
10 November 2002 – Everything in its Right Place
- {{Sigh}}. Yes, yes it is.
9 November 2002 – Dollars and Cents
- Fun day shopping for Hanukkah presents. Figured may as well get started early this year.
- Saw "Frida" again tonight. Now you people obviously know I'm serious, that I'd see a movie twice in four days. Now GO SEE IT!!!
- I know I know. Obviously not now. Maybe someday. When you're back from safari and maybe I have a clue about where the hell my life's going. I know. Not now.
- So things don't go how you want them to. Whatever. "Tempers flarin just blow em off & keep goin..." as Eminem would say. or "People bite back, in fracturous attack..." as tribe would say. Either way. Nite kids.
- & quickly, since we're on the subject of anniversaries, two days ago it had been one year since I started this online journal. Yay for a year of recording my life - albeit sometimes in cryptic bits and pieces, at least its something.
8 November 2002 – Creep
- So I definitely saw something rather creepy this evening. My aunt was producing a play in Concord and Rachel and I went to see it. It was called "Bad Seed." It was written in the 50s and its all about this girl who's just a bad seed. Right from the very start she has no capacity for pity, or compassion, or regret. Its based on a book by William March called "The Bad Seed." Very interesting show. Creepy, but kind of fascinating.
7 November 2002 – The Tourist
- Yay! My sister is here to visit! Finally! I've known she was coming forever, but now that she's here I'm so glad.
- So apparently I have some really buried psychoanalytic bitterness about my siblings not being there for me when I was in high school. My sister and I decided this tonight from a couple successive occasions. I got unreasonably frustrated with her several times when she attempted to advise me on certain aspects of my life where she thought she had advice to give. And while she very well may have had lots of valuable stuff to say, I just got so angry at her for what I felt was demeaning my ability to make choices for myself. And the reason we decided that I felt like that was because when I was really growing up, in the years that mattered most (i.e. middle school, high school) there wasn't really anybody paying attention to me. My parents were too distraught with Seth's bad behavior to look at what I was doing, Aaron was in California/North Carolina, Rachel was in New Brunswick, and even when she was around we weren't really close enough to talk about anything, and Seth, well, he hated me during that time in our lives. So I guess the way I feel now about everything, is that largely, I did my growing up by myself. I made my own decisions, some good choices and a few bad ones, and I learned a lot of stuff on my own, and I just generally hung around as a pretty independent person. They were never there putting addages and advice and parently discourse in front of me, and so now, it almost feels too late. It feels like, "Hello, I figured that out on my own - where were YOU?" And so its like instead of placing advice in front of me and asking me to eat it, they're attempting to force feed it to me. Or at least thats how it feels. And maybe thats weird, but thats just who I am. I don't like having to rely on other people so much. I like to be able to do things for myself. But I thought that was just a rather interesting way that quality had manifested itself. So I chose to share it, sorry if I've been boring you.
6 November 2002 – Street Spirit
- I really want to submit something to "Where the Children Play" this semester; its our campus lit magazine. I figured I'd send a poem, but I don't know which one, or if I should write a new one. Any suggestions?
- justin and toby are in their day of glory...damn them...
- woe that i had been awake...
- would that i were as productive as sandhya today.
- so "Frida" is a great great movie. never thought i'd live to see the day i'd say this, but salma hayek did SUCH a good job. stellar performances were had by all main characters - alfred molina, salma, ashley judd, geoffry rush, roger rees, antonio banderas, and even a cameo from edward norton. it really told frida kahlo's story - beautifully illustrated her works and her life's triumphs and tragedies. its also did a nice job illustrating the character of diego rivera, quite a card himself. great acting, beautiful cinematography, and a wonderful, but sad story. i highly recommend it to all who like artsy flicks.
5 November 2002 – Pyramid Song
- Went to class today. I've been quite a few times in the last week or so. And I'm glad that I'm doing it. Its my own fault I got a C+ on my econ midterm, maybe if I had been consistently doing work and going to class, instead of cramming for quizzes the night before, I would have done better than that. I'm glad I'm knocking some sense into myself. See I talk about all these things I want to do with my life, and how I want to get into a good grad school, and have a good job, and be able to always be viewed as an educated person. And then I complain I don't learn anything in school. Or that I learn more from a debate round than from a class. And while that may sometimes be true, it doesn't mean I should never give class a try. It takes a while sometimes to figure out exactly how it is that a professor is trying to communicate their information to you, but once you do, college is one of the most rewarding experiences ever.
- How cool is this place? If I were more scientifically inclined, I'd love to work there, or live there, or maybe do this program. Unfortunately, I don't think I have quite the head for all that. Oh well.
- Yay for my whole general positive outlook on life this year. Looking back, both these last few weeks, and the semester as a whole, I think I've done a damn good job of staying happy. Despite some difficulties and setbacks, I've really just seen everything in life as I had hoped I could: one big road, with some tough hard bumps and some really beautiful stretches - take it all for what its worth.
- its a link...
4 November 2002 – In Limbo
- volleyball is great. i'm going to enjoy being able to play it twice a week. its so good to be physically active. all too often i let myself fall into the ever popular pattern of laziness. this summer i was so good, i worked out three times a week. and i felt great. but i haven't been to the gym once just to exercise by myself this year. its really hard to motivate oneself in general, and in today's world when faced with as many challenges daily as we are, we let being healthy fall by the wayside way too often. i especially do it. diet, awful. exercise, awful. at least i quit smoking. and just, by the by, its been 17 days since my last one, 14 days before that, and 7 days before that. so really its been like a month, but with a few slip ups. anyway, back to exercise, i've really found that i'm GREAT at fitting it in - as long as it feels like i'm doing something else too. like socializing with people - as in debate football, or volleyball club, or randomly organized hikes with crack and bri. so i've just gotta keep at it. because sitting in front of my computer all day has really done NOTHING to help me...
3 November 2002 – Fitter, Happier
- though the small turnout of myself, greg, zirk, sirota, brian, and justin was somewhat disappointing, you gotta love debate football. who needs to do work on a sunday afternoon?? thats what sunday night is for!!! and thanks to zirkin i can throw and catch a far sight better than before. i'm still not too good, but every little bit helps.
- stop being 12.
- also, it is NOT okay that my speakers decided today to not work anymore. that is the THIRD part of my computer to just spontaneously stop working since i had that crash back in august. its so true that whole thing about, the warranty expires, then everything breaks. thats my freaking computer in a nutshell. no MUSIC. can you imagine?? soon I'll belong in a nutshell, or perhaps even better - a NUTHOUSE. AHH! no music!!!
2 November 2002 – Life in a Glass House
- well housing it seems went down with no problems. excellent.
- zirkin is such a great guy. for all the bunk about him and his "private conversations" that is our teams laughter, i really like him. and he, unlike some other dinos (not you west coasters, don't worry) didn't cop out on our tournament. he's here and showing his support. and for that i appreciate him. a lot.
- not the best final round ever, but whatever...i'd like to know who else besides me, kev, rob, and greg voted the more unpopular way. if you read this, let me know.
- team dinner at unos. always a good time. i should hang out with sara greg and kate more often. they're just good folk.
1 November 2002 – Optimistic
- boy have i got a treat for you guys this month...
- thank god i got good rounds this year.
- wow. i should bartend at crack's mod more often. thats eight bucks i didn't have before. :-) plus its fun to be a hub of the party, which by the way went absolutely great. i think all the debaters had a good time.
- wow. i needed that. so bad. and i'm glad to know its still possible...
- hahahaha, that was amusing to watch, and an amusing conversation. but i still can't shake that feeling i had a little while past that there is something else brooding. even so, i'm really happy we're on the path to friendship again.
30 November 2002 – No Surprises
its a link...