what happened today?
12-10-2001 (again again)
Took down the loft today, and it only took Jacy and I a half an hour! Only a whole episode of Friends. Better than last year though, it took my roommate and I all of Armageddon to take down both of our lofts... luckily it was not ALL of Armageddon, since it was edited for time on television and all. Why am I telling you this? Hmm...
Merlins Shop of Mystical Wonders is without a doubt, the finest piece of filmmaking ever in the history of the world. "Come out or I'll review you!"
12-10-2001 (again)
Pumpkin is still in here.
12-10-2001
Yay! Anna coded me a new design and it is beeeautiful! I have to do some copying and pasting but I should have it up soon. You will love it, it is much loviler than anything I have come up with.
So... did I tell you about the absolutely fabulous essay on the structure of Hell I wrote for my Western Lit class? Yeah, it was really great, but it turns out it is rather unlikely that that essay test will count towards my grade becasue my professor will not have a chance to grade them. It isn't his fault though, I don't blame him at all. It is just one of those cruel ironies of life.
Pumpkin from Halloween is still in my room. How did this happen?
12-09-2001
So, today I almost died. I kid you not! I was driving back to La Crosse and I had just gotten on I-94 to start my exodus to here, and this old guy was right next to me in the left lane and I notice that he is turning on his blinker and - what is he doing?! Agh! Old man! You are going to hit my car! AAHHH! STOP IT OLD MAN! So I swerved into the far right lane where there was LUCKILY, BY THE GRACE OF GOD nobody next to me to save myself and this old guy and my poor car who is now traumatized and has been crying about the experience for the last four hours. It's okay though, he didn't hit me and I, and the car, are fine. Except the car is tired and cold because it is in Guam.
Well. I have nothing to do tonight because... I am at school, so I might as well read Hamlet. Oh, the joy I am feeling cannot be expressed properly with this font.
12-08-2001
Oh captain my captain.
12-07-2001
Do be do be do. I forgot to write on Friday. And on Saturday. But! I was at home and it was fabulous. My family rocks. This one time, I was home, and my sister and I were watching the news and there was this escaped murderer running around in Milwaukee, so my sister freaked out and turned off the TV and I had to spend the next four hours trying to convince her that the murderer was not going to be around densely populated areas since he had JUST ESCAPED FROM PRISON! I don't think she believed me. But don't worry, all is well, nobody was murdered this weekend.
12-06-2001 (a beautiful song for you)
Diamonds on a ring of gold
You say you want
Your story to remain untold
But all the promises we made
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you'll give me
A highway with no one on it
Treasure just to look upon it
All the riches in the night
You say you'll give me
Eyes in a moon of blindness
A river in a time of dryness
A harbour in the tempest
But all the promises we make
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
You say you want
Your love to work out right
To last with me through the night
You say you want
Diamonds on a ring of gold
Your story to remain untold
Your love not to grow cold
All the promises we break
From the cradle to the grave
When all I want is you
-U2
12-06-2001
Wow, not only am I DONE with the Nero paper, but I have turned it in. It is no longer in my posession. Woohoo!
Today was rather mundane. I thought I had an archaeology paper due tomorrow, but I do not. As Cookie Wood Mathbook would say, "Yyyyiiippie!" (Cookie Wood Mathbook is my sister's teddy bear. I named him. After things that are brown. Because he is brown too. We're weird.) I finished my Hamlet assignment early. And then somehow I managed to have no free time for the rest of the evening. How do I do it?
Quote of the Day: "Life is far too important to be taken seriously." - Oscar Wilde
*singing* I'm going home tomorrow... I still have far too much stuff here. I'm kind of bummed though, because my parents are going out with my godparents to see Doc Severinsen and I am not going. But that's okay! I will get to see Melanie and have some quality sisterly time with her. Cough.
Ssh, don't tell my roommate, but I am making her a Christmas present this weekend. It is a CD for her to listen to on the plane to London. (Um. I wonder if she knows the address of this page. Let's assume not.)
12-05-2001 (A HA!)
THE NERO PAPER IS FINISHED! Finito! Kaput! It is no more! There is no more paper to do! I have done the entire paper! It is completed! It will never again be not finished! I am the history paper finishing goddess! I have slain the history paper dragon and now he is walking home sucking his thumb and calling for mommy! And wearing a big diaper! I have beaten the paper into submission! I am the master! All history papers bow before my paper finishing wrath! It is stapled, all of the pages including the cover sheet AND the works cited, in the... right... order... I think... maybe I should go check.
YES! THE PAPER IS IN THE CORRECT ORDER! And the day is mine. Yay! It only took me 5 tries to get it to print out, and then I noticed that I spelled B. H. Warton's name wrong, and then I noticed that I had the wrong city down in my footnotes for "Nero: The End of a Dynasty"... but not to worry, all is well now that the paper is finished. Watch me forget to bring it to class tomorrow! Ha, I would laugh. No, actually, I don't think I would.
Wanna tell me when it is going to snow?!
Sooo... pretty much all I did today was do my paper, and that means that right now I have to go finish my 82 pages of archaeology reading, which will not be discussed, but if I do not read it, I will be called upon and then I will not know the answer and all will not be well. Fie! They say that in Hamlet quite a lot, it seems to be an expression of frustration or dislike. I think it will be my word of the day. FIE!
12-05-2001
I wonder if it is normal to feel weird the morning after you have taken NyQuil.
Know what's really weird? I spelled weird wrong up there. But now it is fixed. Weeeiiirrd.
12-04-2001
Paper update - have written nothing of consequence since yesterday. Consider today an utter failure in terms of academic achievement. However, very successful in the following areas: Frisco burger eating, Guam walking, temperature appreciating, Revolver listening, Kids in the Hall watching, pumpkin dropping, Godfather taping, and cold-catching. Go me. I'm my own hero. Perhaps I'll ask myself for my autograph.
I believe I am getting sick. I'm off to happy NyQuil land. Goodnight.
12-03-2001
Hmm. Does it strike anyone else as weird that it is December, and we are in Wisconsin and I don't need to wear a coat? Hmm. Weird.
What did I do today? Well, you aren't going to believe this, but I WROTE MORE PAPER! Yes, I know it's inconceiveable, but that is what I did. I now have nine whole pages. Go me. Only six more to go. *gag*
Prince Not-So-Charming didn't even talk to me today. Perhaps he felt my lazer eyes of death boring into the back of his head. Or more likely he is just a guy and is stupid.
Ooh, the Packer game is on. Yippie! HA! Bill Schroeder just said University of Wisconsin-La Crosse on national television. How cool.
I'm not feeling very Christmasy. I think is because it is not cold, and I'm not at home, and it doesn't smell like Christmas tree in my dwelling. O how I wish I felt all seasonaly and festive. Maybe I should make a gingerbread house! Who has graham crackers and an abundance of frosting?
12-02-2001 (why do i always write twice a day? duh. jeez.)
You'd think I'd learn to wait until later to write stuff. But no. As we have already established, I am not a very fast learner. Though I lied and told Old Navy I was on my application. And they hired me. Our hero beats the system again!
Today I spent two hours at the Cellar. Of course, one of those hours was spent waiting for my quesadilla. How hard is it to put some chicken and cheese between a couple tortillas? Hmm, apparently an hour's worth of hard for the people at the Cellar. Oh well, they were yummy anyhow.
*pouty moment* All my friends are off watching movies and I am stuck here doing homework and being responsible. Damn my work ethic and academic excellence-striving-forness! Humph. *end pouty moment* As they don't watch Merlin's Magical Shop of Mystical Wonders... I'll be okay.
12-02-2001
Having come to a rather unsettling conclusion today that the rest of the world hates the United States, I am thinking I do not want to go on my trip anymore. It seems that while their government puts up a good face and smiles at us and says, "Oh, absolutely America, we love you, we'll help you find bin Laden," the people who actually walk the streets and go to pubs and talk about the situation of the world today completely hate us. So... this is bad. I'm not really sure what to do in a situation like this. Irish Times Poll
12-01-01 (again)
Anna's new design looks beautiful! You should go look at it. I like the elephants.
Band was super. They gave us free pizza! Yippie!
12-01-01
I was doing really well yesterday with not crying or being upset until I got back from watching movies and "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" was on my playlist. :( It's very sad... I can't believe he's gone.
24 days until Christmas. (Ha, I put 23 at first. I'm in college!) And everyone and their mother and their mother's dog and their mother's dog's favorite fire hydrant were at the mall today. AAAAHHHH! Think I should do my shopping REALLY soon or I will go crazy trying to wade through the sea of crazed shopping persons.
Nero paper is not going well. Thinking of not doing it, and instead watching the squirrel outside playing with the paper towel.
