11/4/02
    Today has been rather intoxicating in the purely mental sense. I have felt drunk with (in order) Power, Anger, Happiness, Power again, and more Happiness. In other news, I'm making a list, like they do in Amelie.

Likes:

Dislikes:

And that is me.

11/4/02
    I feel myself slipping into a fit of melancholy. It happens every once in a short while, and although I do snap out of it, it's no fun to be in. In the rather dark and particularly sinful place that is my soul, is a tiny voice that tells me to sit around and mope. I won't give it satsfaction by doing so. I will do something. What... I do not know. The fact remains: I need some cheering up rather desperately.
    On a lighter note, my report card came back and I was very surprised to see that I got an A in Art History, and I barely made a B in Physics. :D Golly Gee Whiz!

11/12/02
    I DID IT! After many months of procrasination, writer's block, bad comedy, worse comedy, boringness, and indigestion, I have finished my OC! *celebrates*

B: Her Majesty Queen of Scotland, Ireland, England and France is not amused.
B: OK fine, maybe not France.
B: I can dream, can't I?
H: Well you can tell Her Majesty the Queen of Scotland, Ireland, England, and France to jump off a bridge
B: Pardonnez-moi?!?!?!?1
B: *gasp*
H: you're pardoned
B: I"M THE QUEEN!! I do the pardoning
B: damn democracy

    And that is why Democracy is a bad idea.

11/13/02

    I realized quite recently that I am not a very confiding sort of person. Sure,I am outgoing to an extent, and I do talk a lot, but when it comes to problems, I just can't tell anyone. Every time I feel like talking to someone, I realize how small my problems are compared to others. I cannot even write down these things in my journal. It's a paradox: I am the person who listens to everyone else, but when the time comes for me to spill the beans, I cannot. *weeps a little*
    I have a throbbing headache, and an irate brother. *sigh* Such is my life.
    In keeping witht the trend of stores to push christmas before fall even gets swinging, I have here a Christmas list:

11/18/02

    And the vicious cycle begins again. My brain litterally shut down in french today. I mean, I could feel it turning of, as if the little gremlin in my head was getting ready to go to sleep. Right now, my brain is working, but I'm anxious. I've been anxious a lot lately, for no apparent reason. Katie says that all this anxiety points to a deeper, hidden problem. Whatever that problem may be, I wish it'd surface so I can fix it.

    I have been frozen all day... It's pretty hard to get to your classes when you're one solid mass of ice.

Quote o' the day :(whilst talking about Emily Dickinson's poem "I taste a liquor never brewed")
    "So a Butterfly walks into a bar..."

11/20/02

11/20/02

    Today is Fly in the face of Emerson Day, and in honor of this extra-special day, I have some quotes, because I'm too weak minded to speak what I feel directly. *smiles roughishly*

   "Martyrdom is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability."
-George Bernard Shaw

    "Bernard Shaw is an excellent man; he has not an enemy in the world, and none of his friends like him."
-Oscar Wilde

    "As soon as I get through with you, you'll have a clear case for divorce and so will my wife."
-Groucho Marx

11/20/02

    So, JoAnne has been here for... 2 days, and we haven't killed each other.... yet. (Take that, Amanda!)
    However, she has attempted to wrest away the computer so she can tell other people slanderous things...
    Ok, I take that back. It was all in good fun.

11/26/02

    Why is it that when all the fun's over,I lust for more? It's human nature, but I wish I could be content with being alone afterwards. And that is why I'd make a horrible wife.

11/27/02

    What would happen to you if I (or anybody, for that matter)said to you : "You have an awfully kissable mouth."? That's what I asked numerous people. The best answer I received was from Mark, which culminated in a slighly warped rendition of the shaft theme song.

    I'm subsisting on 4 hrs of sleep.It's been pretty good, considering. *gets a little woozy* Right now,I'm going to take a bath because I stink. *flowers in the vicinity wilt*. Night!

11/27/02

    Happy Thanksgiving! In keeping with the spirit of the day, I have made a list of the things I am thankful for. To keep it short, I've excluded the obvious things (family, friends, food,) and I have instead focused on the small miracles of life. I am thankful for:

If you, personally, fall under any of these catagories, Thank You! If you're French or Italian cheese, double that.

11/29/02

    JoAnne has only one contact in. She can see properly in only one eye, and it's "all, like, 'woo'".

    We have no speech tomorrow. We're speechless and loving it.
    HEDWIG!
    Um.. um.. um..
    Pick up line of the day: "I am only an earthworm without you."
    I'm trying to waste space. I have nothing to talk about. Really. As strange as it may seem. That's what I get for writing an entry every day. *bangs head with pillow* (I have a low tolerace for pain)

11/29/02

    After most of the party broke up lasst night, Priya (anka), Dhruv, and the three residents (us) toasted marshmallows over the fire, and then later, after they left, we three girls read by the fire. That was the best part of the entire night.

    Jo cannot fit into her Bernice dress anymore. She was teh 1st persomin50 yrs to be ableto fit into it, and now she's growing. Which is why we're taking pictures now.

11/29/02

    Nothing says dance quite like The Spice Girls.

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