The Lemming Syndrome

2006-02-08T12:26:00.000-08:00

Where do you suppose the line is between being tipsy and drunk?

2006-02-04T13:11:00.000-08:00

Last night I went to the hot springs with nine or so of my friends, after being led on a not- so-wild goose chase. (we were under the impression that they were closer- but man, were they in the middle of nowhere!)

It was pretty neat- I mean, sure, I've been in a hotel-type hot tub before connected to a pool with cold water, but hey- this was natural. and rather sulfurey. there were bolders all over the place, and it actually wasnt slimy or muddy; a huge plus. I'll have to go back at some point, it was a lot of fun. Maybe during the day so I can see.

It feels pretty weird to have cold beer poured on your head when you're in a hot spring.

2006-01-29T16:15:00.000-08:00

theres better reception on campus now, for some reason. I got three or four bars in my room.

More art =]

2006-01-26T16:55:00.000-08:00

There's a centaur, some sugar and spice, a beastie that evidently goes
rawr, and me an my were-pup.

finals update...

2005-12-12T10:37:00.000-08:00

okay. so its monday. Two down, four to go. Latin went suprisingly well- for me, at least. I dont think I failed! props to me! I dont know how much I didnt fail by, but i dont think I failed. The more I think about it, the better I think I did. I dont know if that means anything or not. when I first came out, I thought I barely passed, but now I think I got about 3/4 or maybe more right. who knows which is right.

Theology I just got out of. I'm a litle concerned, because it was only three pages long, but I said what I wanted to say, so I guess I'm okay. I know I won't fail that one, no matter how hard I try. next is math- that one will be difficult for the same reason latin was- all the memorization; but theres not so much of it. im just a little worried about time (so of course I'm writing this, lol)

the other three exams im not worried about at all. I know I will need to study, but I shouldn't stress too much..

yes, I do still live.

2005-12-09T14:02:00.000-08:00

Okay. It’s been forever since I've posted anything. And the funny thing is, I actually feel like typing something about my life out. Weird, no? I feel like I haven’t said anything pretty much all semester.

My finals schedule:

Saturday- Latin, 1:00.

Monday- Theology, 9:00.

Tuesday- Math, 9:00.

Wednesday- Seminar, 10:30.

Thursday- Philosophy, 9:00.

Friday- Lab, 9:00.

So, it’s pretty much an early week for me. Early for finals anyway, I usually have class at 8:30, so it’s not all *that* early… Strangely enough, the only one I’m nervous about is Latin. Last year, I was completely freaking out about lab and philosophy, but this year, they’re the easy ones. Not because they’re actually easier- no, they’re much more difficult… but Latin is memorization, and the others are mostly logic. If you understand the topic, you can talk about it for a while. My tutor was also not very encouraging and hinted at some of us failing the class this semester. I don’t know that I’m all that close to failing, but I’m not all that far away either. I need to study hard. (After I goof off for a bit writing this, of course. You know, this is probably why I’m updating. I haven’t had something I *needed* to do.)

Aside from finals, I’m pretty excited about going back- or was, until I looked at my flight info and discovered, much to my dismay, that I will be spending at least 5 hours in transit just from the time spent in the air because I have a layover in Las Vegas. So, the 5 hours there, plus the two hours airport time for check in (its holiday season, I need extra time), plus the two and a half hours it takes to get to the airport from campus (thank God I at least have a secured ride there now), I will be leaving at 12:40 or so from campus and arriving home at about 2 or something in the morning. Sounds like a lot of fun. I’m just thoroughly enchanted with the idea. But, c’est la vie. At least I’ll get home, right? I’ve been missing it a lot lately, but don’t tell that to mom and dad (if you are reading this, at least pretend not to have read this part) because I have a feeling I’m going to slip into my old habits and probably disagree some. I’m so stubborn. Ah well.

2005-11-13T19:46:00.000-08:00

This is crazy.

2005-09-27T13:48:00.000-07:00

so. I dont feel so guilty anymore since it seems as if nobody else has updated in quite some time either.

I went to a pirate themed rennaissance faire last sunday. It was a lot of fun, although much smaller than any other ren faire I had gone to. The best part by far, though, was when Mark, Pete, and Sean (Shawn?) all played with not-so-pointy pointy sticks. It was so very entertaining watching them beat eachother up with swords made from pvc pipes and bamboo wrapped with some sort of foam or padding. great photo opp too. Maybe I'll draw something from that weekend. its been a whille since Ive actually done any real art. Maybe I'll even paint it. no promises though.

2005-09-05T19:41:00.000-07:00

oh, and the alarm last night was due to a wonderful spider in one of the smoke detectors. -_-;

2005-09-05T19:29:00.000-07:00

so. no postey in a while. must remedy.

so much to say, and yet nothing to say at all. I've been more or less sleepwalking my way through my life for the last week or so, and last night when I finally got to bed early (i.e. curfew-ish) Mose first came into me with someone else's computer problems, so I mulled over that for a while and came up with a possible solution, determined to go to bed on time for once. I managed to sleep around 11:30 or so, and then my dreams were perforated (did I spell that right?) with a kind of loud *BRRRARP* *BRRARP* (or whatever sound fire alarms make) I more or less rolled over and slept through it, at first. now my dears, this in itself is slightly miraculous. For those who have ever seen me sleep or been roommates with me, I wake up to every itty bitty noise. you cant even creep around the room without me waking up. its pathetic. Proof that the dead roam the earth. or rather, that I was rather exhausted, and quite dead myself. Managed to pull myself out of the dream when it wouldnt stop, and glanced at the clock. whose alarm was going off so loudly at five a.m.? INSANE! why would *anyone* in their right mind want to get up that early? oh, look. Kitty was up too. and when she opened the door to the hallway, it got louder. nuts. fire alarm. I went outside with the rest of the masses of therese dorm and realised once I got out there that shoes would have been a really good idea. pavement can get cold at night in cali. it wasnt that big of a deal though, cause my feet got accustomed to the cement shortly (i.e. numb from cold). I did see Orion though, and my beloved martini glass. ah, how I missed the little bugger.

peter saw me typing and gasped. he informs me that I must post this, regardless of how crappy it is. sorry, folks.

(yes, I have typed a post and deleted it before, gomen!)

oh, and I did manage to get a little more refreshed than I had been. maybe fire alarms are a good thing. or possibly it was the getting myself to bed earlier that did it. ya never know. ;)

2005-08-18T18:59:00.000-07:00

The end of summer really is approaching quickly... I'm packing up all my stuff and getting excited about seeing everyone again, not to mention feeling a tad bit uncomfortable about starting the work again... kinda looking forward to it as well though. mixed feelings. whatcha gonna do with em?

In the meantime, I have some art you may be interested in.

2005-08-11T08:00:00.000-07:00

This somehow reminds me of all the girls who would go to see movies at the owl last year. winter, schminter.

2005-08-09T08:52:00.000-07:00

The end of the summer is approaching, and I find myself getting more jittery as it comes. Its gonna be really great to see everyone again, and at the same time, I find myself getting closer and closer to my coworkers. lol... so... I go home for the summer, I complain about not seeing my friends from school, make some excellent friends here, go back to school, complain about missing my texas friends. it is indeed a sad circle I live in.

2005-08-05T19:54:00.000-07:00

so. I havent posted a real post in a while. just a picture.. and... uh.. nothing. I rawk.

letsee... I made a circlet. out of chainmail. YES you heard me right. chainmail. looks friggen awesome, too. I took aluminum wire and twisted it into rings, then bound them together. took the better part of a day. well, not really. more like a few hours. lol... time well spent.

Today I went shopping with my mom, since it's tax free weekend here and such. I found the sweetest coat. Wool, double breasted, down to my ankles in length, pretty much everything I had been looking for in a trench. it was beeeeautiful. unfortunately for me, it was also $150. pity. I did get a hot pink shirt though. betcha nobody would have ever expected that of me. ever. I sure didnt.

Working on being able to solve a rubix cube, and on my sphereplay. for those who havent seen it recently, well.. its much smoother, but for those who have seen it and are not impressed, sorry. not many new moves yet. working on it.

mmmm... work... well.. quite plainly, has been hellish and wonderful all in one. dont bother asking about that if you dont want an hour long rant. simply put, the staff is awesome, everything else is not. excluding the earnings, I suppose.

I really miss everyone. I had kind of shut myself off from people for the summer inadvertantly, and when I looked at peoples blogs and saw pictures of tac people (mose's blog, actually) I started tearing up and I realised just how much I wanted to get back to school. Thats okay, though. two weeks, and I will get back to everyone. I'm going back on saturday the 20th, what about the rest of you? (hehe, thats 15 days)

love you all!

Flight or Fight

2005-08-05T00:09:00.000-07:00

This one was fun to do.. A whole story unravels here, if you look hard enough.

For everything else, there's Mastercard. (TM)

2005-07-15T10:00:00.000-07:00

movie ticket: 4.00
pair of swim-trunks: 9.99
bag of ghirardelli chocolate to give to me: 1.69
pair of swim trunks when the first turned out to be too small and the store wouldnt take them back because they were wet: 9.99

look on Joe's face when I bought it all for him because he didnt have the money: priceless

How late does Joe sleep in the morning? its 11:30.

2005-07-13T09:29:00.000-07:00

So. I've captured a rare specimen of the Ferrier type. Kinda makes up for almost but not quite getting to visit my pup at the airport during his layover. Yesterday I stole the wallet from Joe- well, kinda. He tossed it to me, and I just didnt give it back. and then, to celebrate, I bought him a movie ticket. *grin* and I'm going to keep getting things for him as long as his wallet stays in my underwear drawer. I am so enjoying this.

2005-07-08T16:17:00.000-07:00

more art.

2005-07-05T07:39:00.000-07:00

so yeah. I've posted quite a few meaningless posts as of late. I find myself vaguely wondering if this will be any different. I also find myself vaguely wondering if I will ever get around to changing the format and appearance of this blog, something I had been intending to do since I started the blasted thing. ah well. Perhaps another time.

Last night I watched fireworks with my family. good stuff, that. Family bonding and whatnot. My parents, however, insisted on arriving an hour early to listen to the concert. what concert, may I ask? we were positioned in a good place for the view, but we were on the opposite side of the canal from everyone else. ah, well. no big loss. I had brought my sphere. For those of you I haven't been keeping up with, I've been sphereplaying a lot more, and have gotten much better at it. For thoise of you I have, well this whole post will be something I've already told you, so I dunno why you're reading. Anyway. I took out my sphere, and my practice sphere- a croquet ball (which I discovered is about the same size and weight as my normal 3 inch acryllic ball- AND floats so I can use it in the pool!) and since I was near the canal, used the practice one just in case it fell in. and cause it was bright yellow, and things were starting to get darker. So here I am, playing with my sphere, having a blast, and I reaslise this guy is taping me. strangely enough, I didn't freeze up, or even get nervous in the least. Odd, I thought. It occured to me that I was in fact performing more for the camera than for my parents. hehe... quite some time later, after the cameradude got bored of watching me drop the ball ( I was trying to learn new tricks) I, well, dropped the ball. but in trying to catch it, knocked it- towards the canal, in the water. drat. I ran to the edge of the water and looked in... waiting for the ball to float up. I waited for 20 minutes before I decided that balls dont float if they havent in 20 minutes. I think it got stuck in the mud or something. My dad kept reassuring me that It was not the end of the world, and that he was not mad at me... I almsot didnt believe him... about the end of the world part anyway. I was so dissapointed. *sigh* now I lost the ball. I returned home defeated and licked my wounds by watching The Emperor's New Groove with Bill.

MONSTERS!!!!

2005-07-04T09:55:00.000-07:00

.... I dunno. bored, I guess.

2005-06-29T13:29:00.000-07:00

last night I hung out with my friend GAB (pretty much all of you have heard me talk about him, I'm sure) and had fun and whatnot. however, when I was going home, he gave me a quick kiss on the top of my head. I had no earthly idea that something so simple from one of my friends could put me in such a good mood. I hadn't seen gab in a month or so, and.. I dunno, it was kind of a fatherly thing; I was on happy clouds for the next couple hours. =P GAB, even though you dont read this, thank you.

2005-06-28T09:44:00.000-07:00

Kids shouldn't wear underwear with a swimsuit; adults shouldn't wear underwear as a swimsuit.

2005-06-08T19:50:00.000-07:00

you know, I've been without a watch for so long that having one on again is really throwing me off. I keep trying to move it and it doesnt budge 'cause this one actually fits me...

Meep Meep!

2005-06-08T09:01:00.000-07:00

Yesterday after waking up to an extremely happy family, dealing with such things by grunting and giving the impression that I was in a bad mood, (which was unintentional- I just wanted them to go away for a little while so I could have woken up, but of course got me into a bad mood because they decided to �cheer me up.�) and finally waking up, I discovered that there was a truck outside our yard. On the street, you know- right outside our house. A white one. Only it was upside down.

There were two guys there at the end of the driveway with my mom and dad, and dad had lent his phone to one of them- they were probably calling 911 or something. One was a red-head, freckles and everything, with a beige baseball cap turned backwards and rather dingy all over. The other, equally dirty, was black and� hmm� they were both wearing baggy clothes. *shruggle*

The two guys, aged 20 and 18, told us that they were clipped by this truck when it came, that the truck flipped, and the two guys in it ran away. Now for those of you that know my house and the streets around it, They must have been going really fast around the corner (and missing the stop sign) to flip their truck. For those of you who don�t know, there�s a corner there with a stop sign three houses away from where I live. They had to pick up speed really quickly, or just not stop at all. In this picture you can kind of see the stop sign I'm talking about... right behind my dad's head.

Soon enough, the EMS arrived. Police came into the house, asked how old our two guests were, and when they discovered the two were of age, brought them outside for more questioning. Turns out, the other two were captured by the police already, and had described the two with them to be the ones we had- which made sense, with the way the two boys were talking to us in the house, it seemed that they were covering something up. In the end, we figured that the car had been going too fast, hit a mailbox, and flipped. The truck was identified by the police as stolen from Grayson County, which is two counties over from Dallas County. We figured the two we had were riding in the back of the truck and jumped out when it crashed. The police took all of them in for questioning, etc.

...and then the tow truck came. I was going to take a movie of the truck being flipped, but my stupid camera ran out of batteries *right* before they were going to do it, and so I ran into the house as fast as my legs could carry me, but it wasn�t fast enough. By the time I came back, the truck was flipped already. Drat. -_-;; Everything soon got cleaned up, and I went to work with an awesome story. Come to think of it, it�s a miracle that the four people in that truck weren�t injured worse than they were. I described the wounds on the redhead, and evidently one of the people in the front had a broken arm. Other than that, they were more or less unharmed.

A p'leese man sweeping up the loose glass before they flipped it.

The wrecker company dude attaching the (now flipped) truck to the towing truck so he can drag it up.

wow, there were a lot of cars there. three police, a fire truck, and a wrecker.

lookit how close to my house it was!

art check!

2005-06-03T15:40:00.000-07:00

First attempt with a new art program. ^__^

warning rant post warning

2005-05-28T09:53:00.000-07:00

whatever happened to the joys of summertime? you know, those days way back when, when all the kids would be overjoyed for school to be over and summer to come? Sometimes I wonder. I guess my problem now is partly that I have nothing to do... I end up thinking about things a lot more. What it comes down to, I think, is that Im lonely. I really miss people at school, and always having something to do... the people here are nice, but I dont see them often... and its too early to call anyone in california, theyre probably still asleep... and there isnt a single person online. not a one. what happened to last summer? at that time in my life there were always three or so people who wanted to talk to me at all times...

yeah, yeah.. I know... "go talk to your family." bleh. theyre fun an all, but I can only take so much... and theres nobody my age in the house right now. I should plan my bday party... good excuse to get people over here. after all, my birthday is in what... two days? Mary Rose's Bday was yesterday. If you read this, mose, happy bday! if not... well, I guess I'll tell you so when you come. you've been hard to reach on your phone lately.

you know I'm starting to get into an unhealthy mood when theres a rainstorm outside and I'm completely dry inside.

2005-05-26T12:46:00.000-07:00

my mom and I went to the cloth store today!

I get reniassance clothes! *happy dance*

ah... mornings.

2005-05-24T08:03:00.000-07:00

Today is my mom’s banquet thingey because she is a nominee for the employee of the year for the entire D/FW area. Last night, mom and dad said something about people coming at 9:00 in the morning. I figured I should get to bed a little earlier so I could be ready to go at 9. Set my alarm for 8:30 and lay down in bed at about 12:30. toss and turn for a bit, and then kinda fade into half-dreams. Bloobedoop! I kind of ignore it. Bloobedoop! Bloobedoop! Oh. Someone is instant messaging me. I get up and stumble to the computer to see that it’s the pup saying goodnight to me. But he left the second I pressed enter, so he didn’t actually see anything I typed. Ah, that’s annoying. Oh well. Back to bed.

The next morning I wake up at 6:30. And then at 7:10. And then 7:30. And then 8:30. not feeling too hot now, woke up several times in my sleep- but I did dream… something about finding a 5 foot long snake. It was red, too… kind of a rusty red. It had very obviously *just* eaten since it was all bulgy and fat at the front and not anywhere else… not to mention when I picket it up, it was adjusting its jaw back into place. That looks really weird, ya know? Oh well. Alarm at 8:30. I set the alarm for 8:45 and go back to sleep. When that one goes off, I grab my shower stuff and tromp downstairs. Dang, Im tired. I see mom on the sofa in her casual clothes, and I ask her when the banquet actually is. “oh, we’re not leaving till 11.” Crap! I could have gotten more sleep! I turn around right then and there and say “I’m not really out of bed. I’m still sleeping,” to my mother before making it promptly true.

And then she comes in at 9:00 anyway. Wakes me up again, and asks me what I’m going to wear. Drat that woman. I was tired. I managed to tell her I didn’t know before she went away, and then I took a shower ‘cause I figured I might as well get up since this whole ‘sleep’ thing wasn’t working.

Wow. That was the longest shower I think I’ve ever taken. You know how at TAC they have the showers with the water come out fast and hard? I liked that. But coming back to these showers in TX, the water barely trickles down, it seems. Anyway. Took forever. And then I came out of the shower, towel around me cause I forgot my bathrobe, and uncle Mark was there. “Oh,” I thought to myself, “people.”

“Hi people!” I said, trying to walk by without dragging too much attention to myself. I’ve discovered, over time, that this is quite an impossible feat. Guess that’s what happens after you try to get attention all your life. Me mum slapped my bum and told me to go get dressed. Where did she think I was going, to the circus? Geez. Ah well. I dreamt about a snake! That’s all that matters, right?

...right?

2005-05-09T18:51:00.000-07:00

well, its been a while since I've posted. suffice it to say I've been busy. Finals are this week, and I would really like to... you know.. pass... so I can come back next year and all... not to mention I have somehow managed to get two shifts in the kitchen almost every day this week. oy. I managed to survive my first final, but then again it was just like AP tests. rather easy. and open book. I'll keep you posted on further deaths or spurts of life and stuff.

The question is this though. now that I have daffodills, what flower do I ask for?

this enough posts for you, Peter?

2005-04-30T15:19:00.000-07:00

More art.

hey! this thing says I'm smart! kinda.

2005-04-30T15:13:00.000-07:00

Your brain: 100% interpersonal, 160% visual, 60% verbal, and 80% mathematical!

Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down what kind of thinking you most enjoy
doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than
average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing
about how good you are at any one, just how interested you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are different kinds of thinkers.

Matching Summary: Each of us has different tastes. Still, I offer the following advice, which I think is obvious:

Don't date someone if your interpersonal percentages differ by more than 80%.
Don't be friends with someone if your verbal percentages differ by more than 100%.
Don't have sex with someone if their math percentage is over 200%

My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 83% on interpersonal
You scored higher than 92% on visual
You scored higher than 67% on verbal
You scored higher than 65% on mathematical

Link: The 4-Variable IQ Test written by chriscoyne on Ok Cupid

Mikado was fun.

2005-04-30T14:54:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, the school choir put on The Mikado. It was a hoot, except I was in the second to last row since I got there on time instead of hours early. Oh well, lots of people didn’t get a seat. I sat down next to Joe, who had come to the college to watch, and nick sat on my other side. Well, after some prompting. I wanted to be sandwiched between friends. Anyway. The Mikado started, and the intro song was a lot longer than I remembered. Overall, the musical was really good. The only things I can complain about are the orchestra and the choir members not always being synched (but they are forgiven- they didn’t have a chance to do even a run-through for half the songs with the music from the orchestra) and the Mikado not doing “the” laugh. Evidently he was just stubborn. Oh, and I was at the back so I couldn’t hear all of the words. But that was because I was at the back. The casting was awesome though, and the acting was great. It was quite a shocker when Sllim came out with part of his hair buzzed off and a topknot. He cast the role of Ko Ko very well though. Although… I think Poobah pretty much took the cake for best actor. Hehehe… JB recorded the whole thing, and so those who didn’t see it *coughcoughpeter* will have a chance to do so eventually. Definitely worth seeing. Mum and dad, I might make you watch it too. You’d enjoy it J.

After the performance, the group of us got together and just kinda chatted. It was fun. Oh, Pete! I saw a little stuffed unicorn in a bag! *grin* chatted, and chatted, and chatted, and then Sasha and nick decided to go watch the empire strikes back in the student lounge. Two down. Then Mose and Mary Steichen went to their rooms to de-makeup and costume and such. Two more down. Actually, three. JB followed Mose. :P now its Kitty and Paul and Joe and Me. Oh, not really. Kitty and Paul decided to go on a non-roasary roasary walk. Hehehehehehe…. Joe warned them to watch for prefects with mag-lights. OH! I forgot. For the list song (that the lord high executioner sings) they changed the words to fit TAC. It was hilarious- prefects with mag-lights, lazy kitchen workers (I got nudged at that part), etc. I don’t remember the rest. I should get a copy of the song and post it here. Anyway, now it’s Joe and me. And we talk. (go figure.) I ask him about my snake ‘cause I’m a bit worried about a few things, and so we head to my dorm and I get it for him- he reassures me that there’s not really anything seriously wrong, and that its about to molt like I had thought before. So, Joe and I sat and talked outside my dorm for an hour or so until curfew, and decided that the rumors weren’t being helped any. You know, the ones that Joe is trying to steal me from my pup when he isn’t there? I wont give you the particulars… Hehehe… anyway.. good times. Good times.

2005-04-30T14:53:00.000-07:00

I had another dream. I was in a … place… with a bunch of people. Nick, Gabe (not my GAB, Mamola), etc. well, they suggested an outing, and I was game. I was all ready to go, and then suddenly people start picking up some already packed suitcases. I was confused, and so rush around and put some clothes in a bag- nick scolded me for taking a while. I stuck my tongue out at him. J anyway. Left, and ended up at this thing. I don’t really remember what it was. I saw Erin T. building snow sculptures. It was huge! And very white. It was a sort of circular ramp sort of thing. A little smaller than those tube slides around, and waving up and onto a play structure, and then over an area (unsupported by anything) to a window on a second story. I wanted to see if I could make it up to the top, so I sprinted. I figured if I ran fast enough, I could make it across without breaking anything. Running hard, I managed to make it up to the first play structure, and then when I started to run across the gap to the second building (actually there was another building/room thing it went to before going to the second story window) the snow fell through. I wasn’t scathed, but Peter was worried anyway. Go figure. He decided to try, and somehow got to the second building thing (I’m not sure how, since the path was gone now) where a bishop or priest or some member of the clergy was saying mass or something. In a single room closet. With nobody else there. Weird. Anyway, peter stumbles in and knocks everything over, bumps into the priest dude, apologises, gets over embarrassment, and goes out the window again and manages to get up to the third window where Scott was. And then I woke up. What an anticlimactic ending.

Blood... It does the body good.

2005-04-18T19:02:00.000-07:00

*WARNING*
Mature content ahead- if you’re squeamish, don’t read it! I don’t want people to complain to me!
*WARNING*

Yesterday morning, I got up and decided I would cut off my thumb. Right off the bat, you know? I sat up in bed and thought ever so chipperly, “Golly, It would be a swell day to lose an appendage!”

… not really.

What actually happened is that I got up at 8:45 after shutting off my alarm twice, rolled out of bed (not so good when you’re in a top bunk), and got dressed so I could go to work. I show up in the kitchen at about 9:00, maybe a bit after. I ask for a chore to do, and good ‘ol Jake gives me peppers to cut. Gee, I love cutting bell peppers. Especially the green ones, cause they’re so small that they take no time. At all. Except that they really do. Three times as long as the red ones. Anyway. Jake asks for a nice “plump” 200 pan of an even mix of red and green peppers. I figure the sooner I get it done, the sooner I can leave. That usually works. Ah well. Gritting my teeth, I get out all the materials- the cutting board, knife, peppers, pan to put them in, you know- that stuff. I cut one or two red ones before I get frustrated with the knife I’m using- it just plain doesn’t cut. I was using so much unnecessary force. I go and switch out that knife for one of the brand new sharp knives in the front of the kitchen- the hidden spot that everybody knows about. So here I am, merrily chopping away at peppers about 15 minutes into work, and then I realize- I didn’t just chop peppers. In fact, I was bleeding. “No biggie,” I thought, “I’ll just go stop the bleeding and put a Band-Aid over it so I can continue working and not get blood in the food (If I haven’t already).” By the time I got to the office where the first aid kit was, there was some blood dripping down my hand. I figured I should probably wash it first, so I went to the conveniently installed bathrooms in the kitchen (would you believe I didn’t know they existed until about a few months ago?) and rinsed off my hand. Hm. I didn’t remember there being quite that much blood. Fun times, you know, when you’re holding a puddle of blood in your hand. Good stuff indeed. I gave up with the cleaning bit for a while and tried to stop the bleeding. Dang- applying pressure just didn’t feel all that great. I did though. Mmmmmboy that felt great! I went back to the first aid kit after I mostly stopped the bleeding and put a piece of gauze over my finger, then couldn’t find any tape, so had to use bright blue bandaids to hold it on. I went back to work and chopped the rest of the bell peppers before leaving. I managed to injure myself somewhat badly and didn’t get noticed by anyone. Later I took the wrappings off and replaced them with a normal bandaid- so as not to look so swollen. Turns out I had almost chopped off a whole section of the tip of my thumb.

This morning, I got a certain amount of sympathy from my coworkers (since I couldn’t lift anything with my left hand without balancing it somehow- I can’t put pressure on my thumb) when they found out. Looking at the wonderfully varying breakfast menu, I noticed the eggs had chopped up red and green bell peppers in them.

Here’s the question of the day: Did you eat the eggs this morning?

hee. ^^

2005-04-13T09:29:00.000-07:00

Oft times are many stories told
concerning princess and dragon.
What would happen, do you suppose,
if the two were both put in one wagon?

Here indeed is an intersting case-
princess and dragon in one-
How, then, will the tales save face
when with this problem they are undone?

Say'st thou, "Impossible!
Such things are just not done.
There is no way on the face of the earth
that two opposites can become one!"

For all of those who don't believe,
those who choose not to see-
Place aside thy misbelief
and feast your eyes on me.

I have a dream...

2005-04-12T11:00:00.000-07:00

or, rather, had. last night. I was in it, but I was more of a spectator than actuallly doing the action this time.

mkay. this one dude did something wrong to me, and so I had him arrested. After getting brought out of the rickety caravan prison truck thing, he was tossed into this big prison cage thing with a pirate flag and suitable decorations. There was even a sign that said “after ye be polite, be strong” or something. Must have been roudy there. lots of fights and brawls. anyway. The dude was dumped into the prison after getting pulled out of the opera house for some sort of crime, I think not paying. He saw another fellow in there, and called out to him: “ Heeeeeeeyyy, [insert other dude’s name here]!” while throwing his arms in the air in a friendly gesture. The other dude seemed familiar with himm, and they hugged in greeting. The one I had brought in asked why the other one was here, and he tilted his head to the other side of the fence, where a girl was standing- buff, blonde, and somewhat piratey herself. Billowey white shirt, the boots, etc. said that he had destroyed some property of hers- namely two parrots- real purty things, worth a pretty penny. She then filled in the rest of the story saying that he had burned her house down, and that was the most expensive thing in there that she couldn’t do without. (hey, they were really really nice parrots! The house wasn’t too shabby) and then I woke up to the annoying buzz of my alarm. Damn loud silent phone.

ah, the plusses of stuffed animals...

2005-04-11T11:25:00.000-07:00

Last night, I halfway woke up in the middle of the night. I thought that the pup was sleeping next to me (which wasnt all that shocking to me then) and tried to hug him- or something. I reached out (I was half asleep so everything was kinda jerky) and my arm went *thump*. On my unicorn. hee hee. :P

MWAHAHAHAHA! another one!

2005-04-06T09:56:00.000-07:00

I am such a lemming.

1. What time did you get up? eight, I think. sortof. well, I set my alarm for 7:45 and for 8:00, so I could get up early and study props if I needed to, or I could sleep and well, get the extra sleep if I needed it. alarm went off, and I was exhausted. went bnack to sleep, but was very restless- something told me the alarm wasnt going to go off again, or I had slept through it. decided to get up and saw that it was 8:10. oops. got ready, went to class, and at 8:45, my alarm went off. in class. buzzing. BZZT! no, wait, its silent. BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZt! I have a really loud silent. guess I set the alarm for an hour later. heh ^^;

2. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? This is a silly question- my were-pup. but I do rather enjoy talking to all my friends at lunch.

3. Gold/Silver/Platinum? well, as far as the metal itself, im indifferent- but I like the colour silver the best- so white gold is good too. so is platinum.

4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? The Phantom of the Opera. before that was the grudge.

5. What is/are your favorite TV shows? I dont watch TV. I live in a black hole. or rather, a bubble. I live in a shiney black hole. yes. shiney black holes are much fun.

6. What did you have for breakfast? maaaaaayybe.... *innocent*

7. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? I havent the foggiest. probably gerald. whoever he is.

8. What/who inspires you? ..... Mah pup, the sirs, well, pretty much all my friends. most especially the were-pup though.

9. What is your middle name? Therese Claire

10. Beach, City, or Country? City. but not overcrowded. suburbs are good.

11. Favorite ice-cream? Im not altogether fond of Ice cream, but I love pistachio and butter pecan... and amaretto flavored gilato

12. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn? butter, but not drippy.

13. Favorite color? dunno. greeens, and blues. dark colours.

14. What kind of car do you drive? I don't... I miss driving.

15. Favorite sandwich? something with food. between two pieces of bread. not peanut butter, though. OD'd on that when I was a kid.

16. What characteristic do you despise? in me? my perfectionism to the point where it makes my life difficult to live- i.e. my stage fright, fear of getting shot down and disliked by my friends, etc.

17. Favorite flower? I dunno. I greatly enjoy the smell (and taste) of jasmine, but I like the looks of daffodils. they are by no means my favourite though. I just chose them because everybody else always seems to choose roses. I like everything more or less the same, when it comes to flowers.

18. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation where would you go? somewhere overseas!!!

19. What color is your bathroom? mine? at home? or here? home, its green. here... i dunno. colourless

20. Favorite brand of mall clothing/store? grab box and thrift stores all the way.

21. Where would you retire to? i dunno. ask me when I retire.

22. Favorite day of the week? saturday. no classes, no work study. sometimes car.

23. What did you do for your last birthday? invited some guys over for prom. :D well, the actual birthday I threw a party and had 20 something people over, and had loads of fun.

24. Where were you born? Dallas, TX. St Paul's hospital. was baptized by my uncle shortly after. :)

25.Favorite sport to watch? Im not into the whole sports thing. however, when the olympics come around, I always watch the gymnastics. mmmm... I miss gymnastics.

26. What fabric detergent do you use? whatever happens to be cheapest.

27.Coke or Pepsi? Dr. Pepper. even more preferrable, root beer.

38. How many pets do you have? back at home, I have a cat. here, I have a snake, and three mice. maybe two soon. *grin*

2005-04-04T16:36:00.000-07:00

yeah. so. Felix is really a girl. I need a new name.

... suggestions?

To the Sirs

2005-04-04T16:32:00.000-07:00

Your most precious thing you'd freely give
to better something preciouser
though most their body would will to live
you offer your life for a lesser.

Thanks, guys.

2005-04-04T11:53:00.000-07:00

Piggy!

more lemmings.

2005-04-04T11:27:00.000-07:00

Name: Mary Therese Claire Seitz

Birthday: May 30, 1986

Eye color: green, blue, and grey- at their discretion.

Hair color: brown

Zodiac sign: gemini

Series two -describe...

Your heritage: 1/2 austrian, 1/4 german (which are pretty much the same thing) 1/6 irish, some native american princess thrown in there, and pretty much a mutt of everything else. I dunno.

Your weakness: I dont know. I could say red hair and green eyes, but that would seem kinda silly next to something happening to my pup. I'm still really shy around people I dont know, and have an awful case of stage-fright (which is awful whenever I have to demonstrate a prop in math class; i literally shake all over when im up there)

Your fears: being rejected for something that I've done, being thought a bad person. (probably where my perfectionism and stage fright stem from)

Your perfect pizza: canadian bacon and pineapple :)

One thing you'd like to achieve: live happily ever after. go to heaven. help my friends get to heaven, specially pete. grow wings and actually fly with them.

Series three-What is...

Your most overused phrase: hmmm..... I dont know that I have a single one, probably several equally used words and such things.

Your first thoughts when waking up: depends on how much sleep I got that night. sometimes I want to go back to sleep to finish a dream though.

The first feature you notice in the oppisite sex: eyes and hair, although probably hair first; face shape.

The first feature you notice in the same sex: same as above.

Your best physical feature: gee, I dunno. I have chamelion eyes, I thought that was kinda cool. :)

Your usual bedtime: 12-ish would be the average.

Your greatest accomplishment: getting the friends I have

Your best memory: at the moment? I dunno. I think prom weekend was definately way up there though. (thanks to all who came and those who let people come!)

Series four-do you...

Smoke: no. never will.

Cuss: at times, usually it takes me being really mad though.

Sing well: well, when I'm by myself or really comfortable with others... otherwise I croak because of nervousness.

Want to get married: yes.

Type with your fingers on the right keys: mostly. I dont really use my pinkies unless holding down the shift key, but othersiwe I do.

Get motion sickness: yes, especially when pete is driving really fast down the windy wavy road. on straight roads or at night im okay though.

Think your attractive: sometimes. more often than not though.

Think you're a health freak: nope

Get along with your parents: now I do. amazing what moving out can do to you. no... I ireally do love my parents. bestest parents in the whole wide world. (of course, theyre my only parents, but still)

Like thunderstorms: silly question. ask peter. he's the one who pulled me out of the flooding rain when I was soaked to the bone, shivering, to thw point where cold water made my skin burn, and refusing to come indoors.

Play an instrument: not unless you count my voice. I wish I did though...

Series five-Have you ever...

Changed who you were to fit in: probably, but only if its a change for the better.

Played a game that required removal of clothing: not that I can think of.

Been trashed or extreemely intoxicated: nope. always been slightly curious to see what it would feel like, but it doesnt really sound all that appealing to me.

Been called a tease: i dont think in that wording... O_o

Gotten beaten up: not to the point where it hurt... playfully, yes.

Shoplifted: ....yeah

If so, did you get caught: *nod*

Current clothes: black swishy skirt, black and white shirt (the black one with the white collar, sleeves, and middle stripey thing), the baret I got for easter from my parents, and my knee high hooker boots. ;)

Current mood: kinda indifferent- normal day, normal stuff. avoiding latin homework though.

Current taste: well, I havent eaten anything yet today. I dont taste like much though.

Current hair: shoulder length, curly, umm... down?

Current annoyance: latin. no wait, thats always my current annoyance.

Current smell: clean, hopefully.

Current thing you ought to be doing: latin homework.

Current desktop picture: picture nick took of footprints in the sand. i am on his computer after all.

Current favorite new group/artist: i live in a black hole bubble thing. I dont listen to anything new.

Current book: mmm... of school reading, or leisurely? leisure- simarillion, school- latin.

Current dvd in player: theyre all nicely put away, thank you.

Current worry: not getting latin done in time, being embarrassed in class when I have to translate it on the fly-and probably improperly

Current crushes: if you dont know this one... *rolls eyes*

"you guys are not so bright!"

yeah, so I pretty much cant write worth didly-squat.

2005-04-02T13:25:00.000-08:00

In my defense, I was playing around in class to see how long I could keep a rhyme going. it sounds strange. so sue me. >:P (theology class for those who care- the one class I actually talk in *grin*)

One plus one is one
and one plus one plus one
Father, Spirit, and Son
If the battle is won
two persons, one will become.

I respond to your call
to guard the sacred wall
we may yet stumble and fall
but I will hold my head tall
to protect Corioles.

Where one may fail, two can succeed
I can follow, if you take the lead
though many would praise this marvelous deed
without you, beloved, they pay me no heed

2005-03-27T11:36:00.000-08:00

At your ten year high school reunion... by robbiewriter
Your school name
Your name
Your job will be	Actor
You will be worth	$465,523
Everyone will think you	gained 50 lbs

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At your ten year high school reunion... by robbiewriter
Your school name
Your name
Your job will be	President of a small country
You will be worth	$903,533
Everyone will think you	looked cuter in high school

Quiz created with MemeGen!

why does my last name make so much of a difference, I wonder?

2005-03-26T03:04:00.000-08:00

Because I'm a lemming, and because I dont ahve to answer them myself, I stole this from my friend Brittany.

What Would You Do If . . .
I cried:
I asked you to help:
I was becoming suicidal:
I killed myself:
I died from natural causes:
I said I liked you:
I kissed you:
I was hospitalized:
I ran away from home:
I got in a fight and you were there:
I smoked:
I was an alcoholic:

What Do You Think About My
Personality:
Eyes:
Face:
Hair:
Clothes:
Voice:
Humor:
Choice of music:
Mannerisms:

Would You
Be my friend:
Tell me the truth, no matter what:
Lie to make me feel better:
Keep a secret if I told you one:
Loan me some cash:
Hold my hand:
Take a bullet for me:
Keep in touch:
Try and solve my problems:
Love me:
Kiss me:

Look!

2005-03-26T02:51:00.000-08:00

I'm not home for easter, am eating a york peppermint pattie, and *gasp* Mose posted! The end is coming! Run! Flee for your very lives! Duck and cover! Hell is freezing over!

(okay, so the first two aren't really all that weird. Well, it is the first year I'm not at home for Easter.)

2005-03-25T22:08:00.000-08:00

mkay. I'm at the Turrentine's for easter break. this dude Rich came to me to introduce himself:

"Hi, I dont really know you." At this point I shook and was about to introduce myself, but he interjected with "I know your name... do you own Peter?"

... not "are you Pete's girlfriend," or something else normal of the like... "are you his owner?"

"you know, are you the one who decides what he does, what he wears, etc?"

"yeah."

I like it here.

2005-03-25T09:53:00.000-08:00

Take the quiz at dicepool.com

This survey is completely scientific. Despite the mind-boggling complexity of mankind, the billions of distinctly different personalities found on Earth can easily be divided into seven simple categories that correspond to the five Platonic solids, a pseudo polyhedron, and whatever the hell a d100 is. The results of this quiz should be considered not only meaningful but also infallible, and pertinent to your success as a fully realized individual. If you feel the results of this examination do not match your perceived personality, you should take whatever drastic measures are needed to cram your superego back into proper alignment, as described by the quiz results.

And if you believe that, we have some really great critical-hit insurance to sell you.

so yes. brittany.

2005-03-21T11:22:00.000-08:00

Wednesday Pete drove me out with Mose to pick up britt from the airport. I skipped lab that day- second class to ever skip. it felt suprisingly good. Picked up brittany- many hugs all around. she got a cute haircut, too. Drove back and such things, it was about 5 hours in the car overall. when we got back, Mose and I gave brittany a tour o fthe campus and introduced her to most everyone we saw. I took my snake with me, and Felix was also introduced to pretty much everyone. go figure. Down at the ponds, we discovered we were followed by Amy, David, and a whole slew of Kelly-chill'n. They all took turns holding Felix- the youngest girl there seemed to particularly attach herself to me- must have been the snake. hehe... After the tour and such, we watched Pete and JB get splattered in a basketball game. 's alright, the other team is supposedly the best. We went back up to... well, upper campus, and stood in line to food ourselves. Corned beef and cabbage- a st paddy's day feast. there was entertainment that I wanted to see (irish step dancing and playing of instruments and such), but I had to do my latin homework before late because we were going to watch a movie that night. In the end, I skipped the entertainment and my latin homework. ah, well. c'est la vie. went up to the owl and watched the first half of Pride and Predjudice before heading back down and going to bed. Jen and Brittany decided then and there that they were long-lost twins. must be darcy.

Thursday I went to class- math as normal and britt sat in on my theology class. Things got really heated there. Brittany was having a hard time keeping quiet. =P After that, we headed down to the commons where brittany went to mass with mose and I did my latin homework. Latin class Britt sat in on as well. after that, we went to the commons where Jen and Britt hung out as I did pots. Brittany got a picture of me in the apron next to all the pots I had to wash. maybe I'll post that picture eventually. dunno. after pots, serve dinner. after dinner, second half of darcy. Pete was having so much fun teasing all the gooey girls during the movie, lol. went back to campus and danced for about an hour. brittany was taught how to swing! so much fun. ^^

Friday was back to class again. britt sat in on philosophy this time. normal stuff, yadda yadda. workstudy comes, and I find myself breading eggplant. I get more than halfway through only to discover Ive been doing it wrong. that was fun. I fixed it and had to redo some, but I managed to get out about 45 minutes early since I had a visitor. dinner, then... stuff... what was friday? I think thats the day brittany spent forever playing sims. no wait that was saturday. and sunday. hehehe...

saturday. woke up, entertained brittany, fooded ourselves, woke up the were-pup, found out the dork had gone to bed at 4 or something last night, was disgruntled, informed him of the fact, did stuff. I think britt spent today playing sims too. We went to mass at 5 so we didnt have to the next day- we were all looking to beat the croud. We were going to go to sasha's house for dessert and a movie, but that fell through. oh well. things and stuff happened.

sunday. woke up at 9, went to work study, got off at 10:30ish and woke up the were-pup. we were in the car at 11:15, and took off for the ferriers house. brittany hadnt seen joe yet. got there around 12:20 (amazing how long a 7 minute ride can be without a road) and waited for joe to get back from mass. when he got there, we played a game of croquet (hah, I learned how to play it finally) and Pete and I won. we went to the airport, and realised we had gotten there really early, so we stopped for food first. dominoes. really greasy. we then dropped brittany off at the airport, and on the way back had John read John to us. the bible john, that is. JB read John. *grin* got back and studied, then went to bed. whallah.

oh, and we decided on the way back that between witches and mexicans there was aristotle.

You Know You're Addicted to Photoshop When...

2005-03-18T11:50:00.000-08:00

You see the world with one eye and stock images with the other. (yes)

When asked what the primary colors are, answer "RGB" (no- I'm still kind of a traditional artist)

You get the urge to 'fix' poor quality images. (yes)

You start teaching your significant other to use this "evil" program and in the space of one afternoon convince them it's at least only quasi-evil in the face of PSP. (yes. If I had the opportunity. although its not even quasi-evil. very nice. niiiiice photoshop.)

You ramble about a breakthrough in the piece you're doing to people who have no idea in hell what you're talking about (yes)

You ponder the meaning of existence without layers.(yes)

You never leave the house without a digicam and notepad. (sometimes)

You drop something and your brain tells you automatically "Ctrl-Z! Ctrl-Z!". When you realize it won't work, your brain tells you "Ctrl-Alt-Z! Ctrl-Alt-Z!" (.... guilty as charged)

You're getting dressed for something important and you look in the mirror and realize you would look so much better if you could just tweak the levels a little and apply a slight gaussian blur. (thankfully, no. of course, I dont really look in thr mirror before I go out for the day. I dont care all that much about my appearance)

You stop on the street to rant about cheesey effects that should not be on professional posters. (*cough* done it before.)

You scream out fonts as they appear on TV. (done that too.)

You have dreams in "glowing edges" (HAH! one I didnt do! although I did once dream in comic-book form.)

You're standing by the ocean and wondering who used Ocean Ripple. (no, but I've done it with clouds before.)

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Photoshop. (*cough*)

2005-03-18T11:39:00.000-08:00

You Will Die at Age 85

Congratulations! You take good care of yourself.

You're poised to live a long, healthy life.

What Age Will You Die?

dream. yes.

2005-03-18T11:26:00.000-08:00

I had a dream last night. Peter owned this really big mansion thing, or something. And there was a huge banquet. Go figure. Peter owns a lot of money, he hosts a banquet. =P anyway. For some reason, there were only four people there- Mosey-B, the were-pup, and me. Eating. At Pete’s banquet. Come to think of it, I guess Pete was the Mr. Darcy of the place. That’s what I get for watching Pride and Prejudice the night before. Hehehe… the pup is my Mr. Darcy. ^^ Pity I don’t remember much of the actual dream… just the settings. I do remember Nat walked by and inquired though. This was after Pete had drained a sink and “cleaned” the stuff in it by scraping it off. Oh, and he gave me a piece of gum. Wow, this sounds incoherent. I really don’t remember it. Drat. Oh well. The point was, I dreamed about Pete being my Mr. Darcy. *grin*

Wow. When Pete is put through the spell check (for capitalizational purposes) one of the options is pâté. Interesting.

I will post a very detaild (well, a post anyway) about brittany's visit after she leaves and I have a full story to tell. :)

snaaaaake

2005-03-18T11:22:00.000-08:00

I got me a pet snake. YES, you heard me right. a SNAKE! *bounces off the walls some*

his name is Felix (pronounced faeleex-it has a macron over the e and the i). Ironic indeed that I have a latin name for a pet when I despise the language so much. Felix is latin for lucky or happiness, for those who don't know. as of now, I'm guessing he (yes it is a boy) is about two or so months old, and is about a foot and a half long. full grown, ball pythons will get to be about 3-5 ft. yes, I'm feeding it mice. no, not the mice I have currently. The babies of the mice I have currently. *grin*

for some reason this entry seems forced. odd. well, I did get the snake last monday- its not really news to me anymore. still entirely awesome though. :D

2005-03-12T23:43:00.000-08:00

so. I've got my first whole bottle of beer. I've been corrupted. now I cant just steal sips from other people under the guise of dislike. darn.

A day in the life, or maybe a life in the day. you choose.

2005-03-11T14:19:00.000-08:00

since everyone else was... and I'm really a lemming at heart...

7:45- Alarm goes off. I get up after debating wether or not to take a shower. Take one, feel clean (finally) and decide to write the story of my day. should be an interesting read. hopefully. otherwise I have a boring life.

7:51- Actually get up and perform the above mentioned actions. I didnt really get up before. sorry, I lied.

8:05- feel squeaky-clean after stepping out of the shower. decide I really need to purchease shampoo and conditioner, seeing as mine is almost out. bad stuff would happen if I didnt have any. like... dirty hair.

8:09- make it to my room, say hi to my lizard whom I had lovingly named Aristophanes, only because it was the first name that came to mind. Probably because there is some reading I'm supposed to do by him. yay for procrastination.

8:16- leave the room, bookbag over my shoulder. Upon walking outside, I discover its not really a good day for a cape. dratted heat. keep the cape anyway (fashion has its price... okay, I'm just lazy) and go to st agustine hall. Don't see the were-pup anywhere, so decide to put books in classroom after saying hi to kitty. ignore the calls of the were-pup (who mysteriously appeared) and slip into the room anyway to dump the books before going back out and chatting with him for a bit. it was only a few seconds, I wasnt running off forever.

8:19- Spend a few minutes with the pup. capes are good at blocking things from view. namely everything, leastways when you have one thrown over your head like pete did.

8:29- Went into math. Euclid ensues. Mr Berquist uses pink chalk to show a line that doesnt exist. well, okay, just a hidden line.

8:35- Gee, Aristotle is confusing. My class decided that if there was no more man, eclipses wouldnt exist.

11:00- got out of class on time, a rare occasion.

11:05- found pete, started playing the tournament game. Played decently until I made two stupid mistakes which, unfortunately, lost the game. rather peeved after that.

11:45- played a variation of hide-and-go-seek with pete as he put the chess set away and I went to get some food. I was in the kitchen, he came back and saw me gone. thought I was broken. went searching for me. I returned, found out he had come and gone, and stayed for a bit before going to the student lounge and being distracted by a fry's ad. I came back and found the poor were-pup sweaty and face flushed from running around in the hot sun looking for me. felt guilty.

12:00- brought out the lizard to show kitty and mose, since they hadnt seen it yet. got passed around the table, and was then renamed Rutherford Herbert Flop. Became exasperated as pete tried to forcefeed it salmon and bread. must have been really nasty if the human garbage disposal didnt want it. coaxed the lisard into biting me and was amused when it didnt let go for a while.

1:00- went into class, was routed into the library since the room was wanted by another section. had latin for a while. got bored. really sleepy.

2:00- latin out, went to the computer room since I was already in the library. typed this mess up.

2:34- current time. it took a while to type that up, not to mention looking around at other blogs and email type things. more to come later, after I finish the day. will work on my paper though, and hopefully go out to eat if I get far enough.

okay. back, although its the next day. i may not have the times right. oh well.

2:45- went up to the commons, saw section 5 get out of class. Maybe I can suprise Pete. We dont usually see eachother at that time. Don't see him in the commons, so I look back by st agustine, and sure enough, he's chatting with people. I entertain him (and the other way around, too) for the next 15 minutes and then go to work.

3:02- work study. this time, chopping and washing lettuce for a few hours. Amy pops in a few times and says hi.

5:00- get off work study and head to my dorm. Play sims 2 for a while (dang that game is addictive) and get buzzed a good while later by pete. dang. I just missed dinner.

6:15- find some leftover eggplant parmesan, eat some, and turn away a plate half finished in disgust. I tried, I really did. I ate half when I would have normally not eaten any. guess that happens when you skip breakfast and lunch... hunger and stuff.

6:30- go into a classroom with pete to work on my paper. See Kitty and Nick in a classroom, go to say hi to them. big mistake.

sometime or other- go back and forth between watching kitty play sims and working on my paper. I got some done, just not all. about 2/3 of the first draft.

10:00- kitty leaves to watch office space with nick, I continue working on my paper.

11:30- decide working on my paper is useless, and so stop. waste time frivolously with the were-pup. *grin*

12:45- pete and I frantically run around and pack things up- 15 minutes to curfew. Laptops to return.

12:56- I find a random girl going into st. kates dorm and give the laptop to her that I borrowed from a very nice girl (thankee maggie!) and instruct her to give it to rm 11.

1:00- in the dorm. say hi to Rutherford, feed it a moth. Play *cough* sims for a while, and go to bed around 4. (I told you that game was addictive) :P

a-HEM

2005-03-09T10:43:00.000-08:00

oh, and mom and dad? I know you read this. *glares in the direction of Texas and knocks nose into monitor screen* silly parents. You're not going to scare me off by commenting... *coughcough*

tag board

2005-03-09T10:11:00.000-08:00

should I keep the little bugger, or no? I thought it was a cool Idea, but you guys don't seem to be using it much. Thought I'd ask before I decided to scrap or keep it.

Never underestimate the mind of an artist...

2005-03-09T09:57:00.000-08:00

Yesterday I was chopping up kielbasa sausages during work study. somewhat entertaining- at least this time it wasnt onions or peeling potatoes, both jobs which the chefs are prone to give me at any time for their amusement. The knife would slide easilyu through the sausages, so it was mostly mindless work. I like mindless work, it gives me a chance to think about other things. I mean, I dont really like mindless work, but if I have to work, mindless is sometimes good.

you know how those sausages curl up... the really long ones that are linked together into an endless chain of various sorts of meat (who knows what they really put in those). The easiest way for me to chop them up was by cutting them into smaller chunks before cutting them in half to chop into half-moons. I got kinda bored because it was perhaps a little too mindless, and so cut the sausage entirely in half before chopping it up into the smaller chunks mentioned previously. Kevin (the main dude in charge, for those who dont know) saw it and made some offhand comment about me sculpting the sausage. Nobody should EVER say that to me. I found myself making intricate designs with the sausage- first a really spiffy arrow-type... thing, then another weird but rather cool design, and so on. In essence, I was playing with not only my food, but everyone elses. I would have kept going, making designs with sausages and all, had my creative spirit not been dampered when another chef saw me carving into the sausage to make a slug. it was already mostly there, just needed antennae and all. I got a slightly exasperated cry of "alright, that's enough," which put a halt to my goofing off. mostly. A somewhat hidden pretzel showed up soon after in defiance.

2005-03-05T10:10:00.000-08:00

so. yeah. its been a few days since I've posted on my blog, and about as long since I've had access to the internet. now I'm at joe's house once again online and blogging to avoid writing my paper. this time,however, I havea snake. vast improvement. cept this keyboard is sticky (especially the spacebar) so you will have to forgive any typos. hehe...snake in my pocket! Pete,Don,and Danny are outside doing yardwork. I was going to help them, but I needed to work on my paper. now I'm doing this. ahh... I love procrastinating. until its almost the due date. then its not much fun.

Yesterday I went to Sushi Marino and celebrated Erin's birthday party. (I wont say how aincient it is- its not all that polite ;P) It was awesomely fun, and I really enjoyed seeing |Matt an' Erin again. they are both on my list of awesomely cool people. and I have a present for Erin that I forgot to give her yesterday, but I bribed her with it saying that I would hand it over if she came to the ferrier's house today. oh, interesting. snake escaped my pocket and is dashing (if snakes do that) to the computer tower. hehe... fried snake. okay. back in my pocket. anyway. this present. it is the awesomest of awesome presents. so awesome, in fact, that I couldnt have gotten it anywhere other than the grab box. aside from pretty much.. well.. several other places which I wont name beause that would give it away. its in good condition, too. very happy stuff. (hear that erin? if you dont come visit today, you're missing out! and I wont tell you what it is because then you may not come =P)ah. escaped snake again. oh well. as long as I keep an eye on it.

now I will stop blogging in hopes that I an concentrate long enough to write some more paper. maybe I wont be distracted by other things so easily. maybe.

oh look, the snake is actually in the computer now. that cant be altogether good.

more artwork

2005-02-23T21:20:00.000-08:00

here, if you wanna see.

2005-02-23T21:18:00.000-08:00

I was walking to my dorm after class today, and what should I see, but two boys coming down from Bernard’s. On a skateboard. Single skateboard, two guys. They were “sledding” down the pavement.

… Only at TAC.

2005-02-23T10:06:00.000-08:00

you know whats annoying? Being in the library without a thumb drive. I think Kitty still has mine.

coughs are also unnapreciated. mine's getting worse.

wait, theres a thumbdrive in this computer that looks exactly like mine.. did I put it there? O_o no... kitty had it. oh my gosh, it is mine. I looked at the files on it and it was the stuff kitty put on it to show her parents! w007! I do have a thumb drive! i wonder how it got there though... did kitty accidentally leave it there? good thing people dont steal anything and everything at this school. ^__^ *happy thumb drive dance*

2005-02-18T11:12:00.000-08:00

so. Last wednesday I went around with the cape of joe-dom and the tophat which I had stolen from pete (which, by the way, was huge on me and kept falling down over my face) and what responses did I get?

"who's funeral are you going to?"
"I havent decided yet."

and I had two people think I was Jack the Ripper. except I was a girl, so we changed it to jackette the ripper. but the were-pup fussed at the name, so I changed it to jack the rippette. LET IT BE KNOWN that from this day forth whenever I wear that cape and hat I will be adressed solely as Jack the Rippette.

although I wonder exactly how I mutilate those boys in the alleys and such.

2005-02-16T14:17:00.000-08:00

if anyone wanted to see any semi-recent artwork:

http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15232964/
-an elf with his dragon
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15233125/
-self portrait
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15233222/
-not quite so pretty picture of an elf... waiter... thing. well, the coloring isnt pretty. the drawing was fine.

v-day

2005-02-16T09:40:00.000-08:00

everyone else has a post about it, why not me too?

so. monday rolls around. February 14. Valentine's day. The biggest day of the year that people either gleefully anticipate or depressingly shun. Unless they happen to be indifferent. Like me in the past. Actually, I kinda liked it because I always got some candy from my mom. I like candy. Guess I wasnt really indifferent. Mostly, though. ANYWAY.

After classes and work study were over, Mose and I were whisked off our feet onto a galliant steed by our knights in shining armor to the highest room in the tallest tower... actually, we were buzzed. That phone scares me each time it rings. its got a scary tone. anyway. we were picked up from our rooms by a little brown bear and a knavish were-pup (betcha you didnt know they went together) and escorted without touching each other (I'm sure we would have been offered an arm if we werent at TAC) to Silver. Peter and JB tried oh, so hard, to keep Mose and me in the dark about where we were going, but as soon as they told us during lunch to wear oriental clothes, well... yeah. so, we were in the car. driving through Ojai, they tried to cover it up and "look" for a place to eat at, since peter was peckish. (whats new, eh?) He stopped to get gas in Ojai, and I happened to see him talking to someone outside- it was just through the rear view mirror, mind you- I had no idea who it was. Got out of the car, and who should it be, but wee-dunkel. Who asked us if we had eaten, and was suprised when we said no. "youre going out to sushi now?" aah... nice. mose and I tried to convince him we were going to Ojai Pizza (half off, comeon!) to try and keep the boys feeling better about keeping a secret from us. Genious that he is, Dunkel responded densely each time, "but I thought you were going to eat sushi!" etc. oh well. so much for the suprise. lol...

So then. My adorable were-pup took the "scenic" route to a sushi place that we werent actually planning to go to (we found it upon chance, I assure you), taking over an hour for what should have been 40 minutes. I would have been fine except for the curvy roads all over the place. I despise getting mtion-sickness.

Found the place, (sushi marino, I think it's called) was escorted in by our sirs (or knave in my case) and spent an hour or so waiting for our food after being jitterish about ordering because this sushi place was about twice as expensive as I thought it would be. I tried really hard to more or less ignore the prices though. I was a good girl. JB, who had never had sushi before, didnt dislike it. I'm not sure if he liked it much, but he didn't dislike it. that's a step in the right direction. after we finished eating, my tummy was so happy... mmmm.... ^__^

got home by the less scenic route. pete knew where he was going this time. lol... After curfew, the girls of St Therese presented our valentine's day gift to the dorm of St. Peters- chocolate mice which we spent hours crafting a few days before. we gave them the tray, and I guess they couldnt see them well... Gabe picked one up, scrutinised it a foot or so away from his face, and exclaimed "theyre mice!" hehehe... a few minutes later, "it's got a tail!" from Romano. gotta love the boys of st peters. I found out later though, after they went in, they were discussing amongst themselves the reason for us giving them mice. they decided on "they probably thought it was cute." hehe... in my defense, they taste really good too. (for those who werent there, the mice were fashioned by dipping a maraschino cherry in chocolate and attaching a hersheys kiss to the front for the head, placing almond slivers for the ears and using frosting to make eyes.) it wouldnt have been so impressive if we had just given them the ingredients seperately...

gee, lookit this. whenever I start typing, when I have time, I never stop. maybe you guys never comment because the posts are too long. I dunno.

2005-02-11T11:53:00.000-08:00

It's amazing how accurate some of these things can be. unfortunately, they are also very vague... but its still fun.

word of the day: antihistamine

The ratio of A to B is the square of the latter's cube inasmuch as the monitor in front of me eats shoes.

2005-02-11T11:23:00.000-08:00

I've been hugely busy as of late, but still alive, suprisingly. I've just barely kept up with my schoolwork and such over the last week, and I have yet another week till it returns to a more quieted state. If I happen to die in the process I'll let you know. I like daffodills, by the way. For my grave and all. This week is almost over, thats one good thing.. unfortunately, the math paper due on sunday night that I haven't really done anything for other than brainstorm (not altogether sucessfully, I might add) is still looming over my head. that coupled with an all school seminar on Aquinas's view of murder or something to that extent (I dunno, I haven't read the selection yet) needs to be mostly (if not all the way) done today. Which is, of course, why I am in the library doing frivolous things such as checking my email and blogging. I mean important things that are necessary to the wellbeing of my person. Like email and blogging. Next week I have the normal load of homework for classes, but I also have two seminars- one on Plutarch's lives and one on Th... why can't I remember these titles and authors anymore? oh yeah, Theucididies. but that is spelled very wrongly. bad mary. shame! *is therefore shamed*

Anyway. after that, Joe's birthday party is on friday, so I get to leave right after work study (dratted work study not allowing me to choose my own hours... *shakes fist*) and go to Joe's house by a method not yet known to me so my friends and I can watch a marathon of LOTR- all three of them, extended edition. no sleep for me!!! :) the next morning Kitty and I will be picked up by kitty's parents- her mother I think- to go visit her family for the remainder of the weekend. Should be fun, but I'm worried that if I go to goof off with kitty I won't get any schoolwork done, which is a bad thing. Especially since I'm struggling with philosophy (Aristotle is confusing, dangit!). It's a three day weekend due to monday being president's day and all, which means I get to spend more time with kitty, but it also means I have to get rid of three shifts in the kitchen instead of just one that would have been sunday. *shakes fist at inability to choose her own hours in the kitchen again* After that, my life pretty much returns to normal, until Don rags comes about in another couple of weeks. oh yeah. valentine's day is monday. I may or may not be doing too many things for my sanity to remain intact then, too. Depends on if Peter decides to steal me for something or other or not. I've never dated anyone on valentine's day before, this should be interesting. oh, and Wednesday is JB's birthday. so we are planning on stealing him too. so then:

Friday Feb. 11 (today)- all school seminar and paper-writing day
Sat. Feb. 12- finish up with paper and study EVERYTHING for next week so I dont have to stress over it too much when things start getting complicated
Sun. Feb 13- see above. Paper due at curfew. thats 11:00.
Mon. Feb. 14- Vday. Two shifts in the kitchen and a certain amount of schoolage, but probably not too stressful since I turned in the paper the day before.
Tues. Feb. 15- my favourite class of all, the two hour long seminar over very long readings which I usually don't have time to read, resulting in mass confusion and utter boredom in class because of said confusion. usually the cause of half the doodles in my notebook. Plutarch's Lives.
Wed. Feb. 16- JB steal away day.
Thurs. Feb. 17- SEMINAR!! w007. see above to decipher sarcasm. This one's on Thucydidies.
Fri. Feb 18- see how quickly I can manage to get two hours of chopping up carrots and onions and other such things up done and then miraculously find a ride to the Ferriers for the Joe-ocity. get no sleep. do stupid things. much fun ensues.
Sat. Feb. 19- get swept off my feet, stolen and the like, and brought to the Kitty house to goof off (and maybe study) for a few days. IF I can find someone willing to take my shifts in the kitchen. not likely.
Sun. Feb. 20- see above.
Mon. Feb 21- See above.

so. like I was saying. I like daffodills.

Mwahahaha... I stole this from Joe.

2005-02-09T11:02:00.000-08:00

cause I was curious.

If you read this
You must (if you want) post a memory of me.
It can be anything you want!
It can be good...or bad.
Just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal,
and see what people remember about you.

although I don't see why people write must and then in parenthesees say if you want. those two ideas seem somewhat contradictory to me. *shruggle*

word of the day: chow. (like the foodstuffs- which, by the way, is also an awesome word.)

lookit me! I posted two days in a row! must be because I'm stalling so I don't have to write my paper.

2005-02-08T18:49:00.000-08:00

Word of the day: unit.

let's try this again.

2005-02-08T18:34:00.000-08:00

mkay. Here it is, half an hour before seminar, and I have somehow ended up in the computer lab typing yet another useless (quite possibly, I dont have any particular topic) post. well, it wasn't completely random- Kitty had asked me to help her with some e-mail stuff, so I came in to meet her here only to find her with her problem solved, thanks to nick. ah, well. such is life. (Look! I said it in ENGRISH! BWAHAHAHA!)

Today was another Mad Tea Party meeting at lunch- blame Mr. Turrentine for starting that up. Not that it's such a bad thing, mind you- I have quite a bit of fun during our weekly meetings. Today I took mug shots of everyone in the club with which to make membership cards. Should be loads of fun. I like making things look official. ah, my brain stopped. lets try a different topic.

You know, I really don't have that long of an attention span. I try writing things down, and my mind moves so far ahead of my fingers that I get lost with what I happen to be writing and therefore am thinking about something totally random while I am typing sometyhing else. this usually happens every 2-3 minutes. on bad days, every 10 seconds. Trust me. If you don't, ask Pete. He's seen it. (What a torture I must be to study with when I'm in moods like that...)

I like hats. At the moment, I have a buckethat, several bandannas, a newsboy hat, one of those spiffy blue biking-type olympic hats, and... ah, yes. a jester hat. oh, and another black one kind of like the newsboy hat. hm. I'm wearing one now, but I dunno that I can count it as mine... I stole a black fuzzy top hat from Pete. I suppose I can, if I wanted to... as long as I give it back eventually. okay, add that one to the list. I still don't have a fedora though- thats the one hat I've wanted for years and years. Well, I've wanted a trenchcoat too, but thats not really a hat.

15 minutes to seminar. I'm still blabbing. how interesting.

Well I was still blabbing. Dontcha love the way you can jinx yourself like that?

.....

I'm kinda worried about the remainder of this week. I have a math paper due on sunday, but due to classes and work-study, I only have wednesday afternoon to complete it. oh, and did I mention I dont really know what I'm going to write about? yes... much fun.

Well, there you have it. Another post from the elusive Mary. And this time, one with some amount of content! sorta.

hey. Everybody needs to throw a unicorn at Peter. Because I said so.

2005-01-26T09:40:00.000-08:00

mkay.

1. I dont know. drat. maybe I'll try again later.

2005-01-26T09:23:00.000-08:00

*clears throat*

yes. another useless post. Because I'm in the library and stuff. I'm not very often, actually. This is the first time since the weekend.. thats four or five days. =P

uhm... why do you guys enjoy my posts so much if all I ever do is post useless stuff like this? I dont get it. O_o

ah, I've got it! I can post one of those question thingeys. like Joe did. and everyone else on the face of the earth. maybe. If I can think of questions.

word of the day: bovine.

Drip, drip, drop, little January shower...

2005-01-19T11:45:00.000-08:00

An e-mail I sent to my parents to sate their lust for the knowledge of that which is in the life of Mary.

"1-14-05

Alright, everyone's seemed to notice the rain we've gotten in the general vicinity. This, of course, was followed by the exact same question from each and every one of my family, and, I'm sure, friends (if they would have contacted me about it). So, I've decided to kill two (or three, or nine) birds with one stone. Here's the down and dirty version.

I arrived at TAC... well, lets start with the airport, thats more fun. LAX, 12:15, Saturday the 10th of January. My flight arrived in, and I turned on my phone as soon as the plane landed. Immediately it started buzzing in my pocket and I jumped a mile high with a yelp like I do every time my phone rings. You would think by now that I would have gotten used to such things. Noooooooope. Ah, well. C'est la vie. I pick up the phone to discover five missed calls and two messages. Of course. Joe must be here. Listening to the messages, I discover that Joe has forgotten to ask us which terminal to find us at. luverly. No sooner than I had finished listening to the messages, It buzzed at me again. This time it wasn't in my pocket; I didn't jump the mile. Joe again, but still standing on the plane, I couldnt hear a single word he was saying. half of every third word he said leaked through, so I tried to tell him (a few times in hopes that he would hear) that I would call him back once I got off the plane. The second part of that was easier said than done. The plane was overcrowded and I was stuck sitting in the window seat next to the fat lady who must be going to Texas to sing at an opera somewhere, not to mention my backpack was stuck in the footplace of my seat. It took some time to get out and into a place where I could breathe. Mose and I found our luggage and then tried to call Joe again. Turns out JB was nowhere to be found, so Joe took a while getting to us.. and he was mostly guessing where we were. We told him our surroundings and the airlines around us.. he managed to find us. I saw Joe walking towards us and took off running:"Jojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojojo!!!" ( I still couldnt speak very well by this point.) He snatched me up and hugged me- and spun. My feet actually went off the floor, lol. It was unexpected.

1-15-05

okay. this is kinda boring. skip a bit. went to TAC, dropped off our luggage after walking through inch and a half deep puddles and getting wet. By now it was just.. rain.. nothing special. went back to the car and off to Joe's house where I was fed some scrambled eggs and toast since I was about to fall over from lack of food in me- I was seriously white and dizzy.. heh.. anyway.. forced the eggs down, couldnt eat the toast since my mouth hurt from the surgery. Tried to eat one of JB's precious fishsticks (you know if he was fussing at mary rose for stealing two they were precious, lol... so of course I stole one) and couldnt eat more than half of one of them due to the crumbs breadding it, so gave it back. JB really missed Peter (my normal garbage disposal) at that point. I was able to eat a whole plate of spaghetti, although people started to think the world was starting to go topsy-turvy when mose finished her *second* plate before I could finish my first (Mary Rose doesnt eat much). Went home, dodged the rain (as much as possible) and unpacked, in a manner of speaking. My room is still kinda messy. Oh well ! Someday I will get it cleaned. probably after the carpets come in. oop, havent gotten to that part yet.

1-18-05

anyway. Next morning I woke up to my phone buzzing at me- lo and behold, it was my beloved were-pup. He told me mass was in fifeteen minutes. oops. Managed to get there in time, but Pete didnt really get much by way of a "hello, welcome back" from me. hehehe... After Mass I tried to food myself, and failed, again. Cafeteria food is not well known for being soft. Glomped my normal crowd of people after not seeing them for three weeks, then gave a head count. Sir Nicholai was missing. I wasn't too worried by that point, his flight wasn't supposed to come in until One-O'clock-ish. However, by the time five rolled around, he still wasn't on campus. The rain hadn't stopped yet since I had come to California. I had even heard reports of the rain tearing away some of the asphault on the roads, and that there were several students stuck at the airport. I called Nick's parents to give them a heads-up, mos'ly cause I figured if it was my kid I would want to know what was happening =P. It was raining kind of hard and there were sandbags all over the place. I got tired of dodging the rain, so I went back to my dorm room to change into clothes that I figured would dry sometime soon and went back outside to play in the rain. It slowed down to nothing more than a mist, so I figured I could wait it out. nope, the rain stayed that light for the next few hours, so I amused myself with splashing in puddles. I even stood in a little ditch used for draining water which is usually empty or has just a trickle. Now it had fast water going down about a foot and a half deep. When I stood in it, the water sprayed up about three feet high behind me. mwahahaha...

The next morning, I woke up at 6:30 (yeah, I know) to go serve breakfast for the insane masses that willingly get up that early. Well, I suppose not all of them are insane, most get up to go to mass. The mass amount of people from mass. the mass mass. Mass squared. hehehe.. anyway. I went to the commons through the river of water that had formed on the sidewalk. oh, and when I poked my head out of my room, there was a two inch puddle of water in the commons of Therese Dorm. pooky. I would have done something about it, but I was going to be late for work and I figured that since there were about five or so other girls up and surveying it, they could handle it. Served breakfast- who should I see, but Nicholai! after work I found him and tacklehugged him, just like the glomping of everyone else. School had been cancelled for the day. w007. ah, and here was my rain. I went and played in the rain. I played to my hearts content, or at least until I said hi to Peter for the first time that day. He saw me soaked to the bone, and shivering, and made me go take a shower to warm up. bah. I wanted to play more. ah, well. he was probably right. I have a tendancy to ignore cold until it's too late and I am freezing. I got into the shower- there wasnt much point in stripping first, my clothes were just as wet as they would have been in the shower. My hands started hurting from the heat of the water, so I turned it down- except I couldn't. It was already on its coldest setting. Maybe Peter was right in telling me to warm up. Just maybe. After I adjusted to the coldest setting, I turned the water up so it was warmer. oooohhh, shoot. the water was cold all the way through. I exited from the shower/rinse shivering, with the only hopes of warming up to get dry. I wrapped the towel around myself and was about to walk out of the bathroom when I heard guy's voices. In the dorm. THATS RIGHT, THERE WERE MEN IN THE DORM. they were trying to help with damage control. I had to get back into my other clothes to get to my room. That was pleasant. Right. The guys spent most of that day digging trenches and sandbagging to save places that were flooded and to prevent further damage. We were supposed to get even worse rain the next night. We had about five oak trees fall down- and these werent wimpy trees either. These things were so thick that three people couldnt wrap around them.

gyah. I really should'nt write e-mails with a day or two inbetween writing. I am no longer excited about the stuff I was talking about before, so it will most likely get very boring- that is, unless I start rambling again. mrr. much flooding, much more wreckage. Therese has no carpets anymore, cept for in my room and maybe five others. Blessed Serra Dorm is also carpetless. Sandbags still are scattered throuought campus, and the ground is still kinda muddy even though the sky is blue again. oh, and there's a 75 foot deep cavern where the road used to be on the 101. We have no way to get to Santa Paula unless we want to drive around through Ojai (about an hour and 20 min drive) which is itself blocked by mud and wreckage. I'm sure you guys have heard of the 25 foot high boulder they found in the middle of the road from the landslides up north of us... Needless to say, Classes for last week were cancelled, and the classes this week are sporadic- some of the tutors can't get here, so the students are leading some of the classes. Interesting. Mmmmmm... I think thats the gist of things. I would have written this by hand and sent it out, but that would be a lot of writing and I can type faster (and neater) than I can write. Oh, Today I went to classes dressed as a gypsy. I'll show you pictures as soon as I can wrestle them from Nicholai."

hi- ate-us... all.

2005-01-10T16:17:00.000-08:00

Just a quick little post to let you guys know once and for all that I will not really be updating this blog until the summertime. I dont have much access to a computer during the year, and even though I can get online, it's not easy. Love you all!

X-boxities

2004-12-26T12:27:00.000-08:00

My Xbox has been a really big hit since I've come home. Or would be, if my brother didn't happen to have one of his own already set up on the TV downstairs. Nevermind that he only has a few games, his is accessible to the little kids so they don't bug me for use of mine. Life is good.

However, last Christmas (which, coincidentally, is only yesterday) I received two dance pads and the sole game that I had been coveting for all of two years: Dance Dance Revolution. I spent yesterday exhausting myself on said game and quickly decided at the end of two hours that it was a good workout. Of course, the thought of "I should do this more often" followed with little effort. Also crossing my mind, the "this game takes an understanding of rhythm" thought prompted me to force Peter into dancing some. Not like I wouldn't have anyway. But it's a good excuse. Beware, all you TAC friends... you're about to get the most fun workout of your life.

2004-11-12T14:37:00.000-08:00

word of the day: anticlimactic.

yup.

2004-11-03T11:18:00.000-08:00

*breathes a huge sigh of relief*

well, I've turned in the natural history project on time- its not the best, but it's passable. Halloween is also over, and while it was loads of fun, I was running around back and forth constantly. Today I have no work study and only two classes. I LIIIIIIIIVE!!!!
*makes little creaky noises and pulls herself upright from the... un... upright position she must have been in before*

... right. This seems to be another useless post, but seeing as people here were shocked and suprised that I actually *gasp* updated my blog when I was here, I thought I would give 'em another heart atttack. good practice for cpr.

pokes self

2004-10-27T11:03:00.000-07:00

yup. still alive. go figure. Loads of interesting things have happened since I've last posted, but I don't know where to start, so I think I will just cross them all off the list. mwahahaha.. DELETED!

*cough* anyway......
....

anyway!

my computer's dead. excellent timing, don't you think? I've had a few papers assigned recently, and my computer was just biding its time until they were given to me to write. until I get my computer up and running again, I will have to bug the hell out of Nick so I can borrow his laptop. =) what else are friends for, right?

yeah, that wasn't interesting. I miss sushi. Hopefully I will get some more of it this weekend. mmmm.... Sushi. dunno bout that though.

*thinks*
...
*thinks harder*

...
.........

so, to conclude this totally boring and randomly choppy post, I will give my word of the day:

boisterous.

Leaving

2004-08-14T14:07:00.000-07:00

mmm... off to California for school and such. I'll try to update the blog, but don't count on anything much, theres not much by the way of internet.

Last day of work and suddenly famous!

2004-08-10T21:24:00.000-07:00

Well, it was my last day of lifeguarding for the summer. It's weird being the first to leave after being the absolute last the year before. When I say last I mean Last last- being the sole guard in there without some management position and there while the pool drains and I watch a movie kind of last. (watching a movie and getting paid.. mmmm...)

When I first arrived at work, I saw Nick and gave him the obligatory morning headbutt to let him know I wasn't sick anymore. He toppled back a few feet and came at me of course, and we volleyed back and forth for a bit. I lost, as usual. Go figure. I dumped my stuff in the back room and announced my presence to the other guards on the air conditioned office. No wonder they were all there in the morning doing nothing, it was quite toasty outside. Who should be In the guard room, but Starr, the guard stolen from us and sent to the "other"(SW) pool, and Mitch, who had subbed at Northwest once before and spent most of the day talking to me about his comic/movie thing he wanted to get off the ground. Awesome guy, really is. lol. Needless to say, I was rather happy to see them, and tickled when I saw what they had hidden in a corner- Starr had made me (well, bought, but that's beside the point) a cookie cake saying "have fun Mary" with icing- Mitch helped decorate it, I found out later. They got me a cookie cake! I felt so special, lol.. I had been wheedling this whole leaving party for a while, but I wasn't actually expecting anything from the guards. Then Melissa came in. She had an oreo cake! Nevermind that it was actually a cake thing for everyone since it was lots of peoples last inservice (and that it was chocolate), it was still my leaving day, and therefore aimed partly at me. :) Two cakes!

Anyway, put stuff out in the morning- chairs, tubes, umbrellas, set up the cage, helped Mitch putting trashbags on the too-small cans (he ripped the bag, I swear! Not me! *smug grin*) and Mary Rose showed up to say goodbye to everyone one last time. Poor Nick forgot to profess his undying love for her. Dork. lol.. Anyway, time rolled around, and daycares came. Wonderful way to begin the last day, with loads of daemon children running amok. It wasn't so bad, though. By that point I was into my pure giddy stage, which I think made the other guards want to smack me with something, lol. I took shallow stand, and Mitch took deep, Starr took Baby stand. Excellent. I would get to spend my breaks with my favourite two guards, or at least the ones I missed the most.

I didn't tell any of the pool rats about this being the last day, so, needless to say, they all knew about it. "Mary, it's your last day?" "Have fun in California!" "Why do you have to go?" "I'm gonna miss you Mary." "Good luck in school!" the list goes on and on. It was great. I had so much fun teasing them all and just randomly goofing off.. I sat John (one o' the poolrats) in time-out; had to fill my quota for the day you know. ;) Well, he gave me an excuse too. The twit ran onto the board when his neighbor Daniel (also a poolrat) was there. Silly boy. I was aiming for kicking someone out during the day, but I was too darn happy to really care. Oh well. c'est la vie.

Oh, all the poolrats had come back one last day to say goodbye to me, even the not so frequent ones. I mean, Brian came back on Tuesday! Peter.. Remember Brian? He's the one I teased you about a while back, the only one that actually made you nervous... ;)

Inservice rolled around after some goofing off, the normal squirting globs of sunscreen on eachother RIGHT before I went on stand... ah, yes. Mitch and Nick got sunscreened back. hehehe... I should have dumped some icy water on them. Anyway, inservice. We ordered Chinese, and yes, mark the day in the calendar, Mary couldn't finish it! I only ate half.. I was so disappointed. I think my stomach shrunk a lot.. *long dramatic sigh* anyway. They gave me a huge piece of chocolate cake and an equally large piece of cookie cake. This, of course, they gave to me AFTER I couldn't finish my Chinese. Go figure. They wanted me to eat it without my hands, which I would have been all for had it not been... Well, chocolate. Instead, they settled on just having me shove it in my face, but I whimped out and couldn't do it.. Starr had to grab my arm and push it into my face.. Excellent. hehe... This, of course, triggered a cake fight. We are just having fun after all, and no parents to tell us no! mwahahaha... everyone was rather cakey after a while.

A few of the guards took some cake and molded it into poo in hopes that someone would notice it so that we could close the pool, but it dissolved too soon, lol. I wrestled with Mitch, and sadly got thrown into the water every single time... *sigh* you would think that I would be able to hold out against someone as weak as Mitch. :P I just have no fighting skills because my brothers suddenly became quiet and stopped going against me... Oh well, I still had fun. mwahahaha... I missed having someone closer to my size to beat up on, (or at least, beat up in my mind.. I know full well that I wouldn't be able to win if it came down to me vs. Them) yay for Mitch!

After that mess, I had to go on stand again, so... Well, I did. Messed with the pool rats some more, and then another break. Huzzah! During this one Nick and Jenny persuaded me to get in the water one last time, even though it was so close to closing and I had no towel. I did, and Nick... lol... Well, before I knew it, Nick had me trapped with his legs, much like a Venus fly trap. I couldn't get out any other way, so I bit him. Interesting thing, I had water in my mouth at the time cause I was so close to it and Nick's sister (another person of importance at another pool) came up cause we were about to close and she was Nick's ride home. She saw Nick in the corner of the pool with me in a headlock, and of course, me biting Nick's arm- Hard. ^^ great stuff.

At the end of the day I ran around getting peoples email addresses and such. I saw nick dumping chorine in the pool, so I started running up to him to give him one last headbutt, because that had sort of become a greeting between the two of us. He saw me, unfortunately, and called out, "Mary! No! Wait!" hehehe... Like I was gonna listen to that. He put the chlorine bucket down just in time though, and I ended up being picked up above his head (that was interesting..) and then given a big bear hug, feet still dangling from the ground. It was awesome.

I had a good day.

2004-08-05T14:50:00.000-07:00

I am talking about menstrual cycles with a guy. I have such weird friends.

2004-08-04T22:10:00.000-07:00

Leaving for Cali in 8 days and 10 hours!!

... and I still havent started packing.

mmm... Texas heat..

2004-08-01T20:13:00.000-07:00

Today was really hot. We have this clock thermometer thing at work, and we normally keep it in the front cage, which is generally shady. It read 100.8, but felt like a lot more, so out of curiosity, I moved it into the sunlight to see if it would change.

It did.

103, 104.. Moving up a degree every second or so..

110, 111, 112... Still going steady, but beginning to slow down a bit..

117, 118.. 119.. By this time I was starting to doubt the credibility of the clock thermometer, so I called home and mum said the high was 98 and the heat index was 110.. That was a little more believable.

By the time I went on stand next, the thermometer was at 124.9.

yeaaaaah.

btw

2004-07-31T22:38:00.000-07:00

The links on the sides that didnt work do now.

2004-07-31T22:02:00.000-07:00

I stepped on a pool rat today.

Hey Mose! I've one too!

2004-07-31T21:46:00.000-07:00

watermeloncrunch (10:35:46 PM): my boss-ish person
watermeloncrunch (10:35:54 PM): who really doesnt have much authority over me
watermeloncrunch (10:36:04 PM): told me today that I had a fine ass. it was hilarious
watermeloncrunch (10:36:11 PM): i actually did burst out laughing
JSixpack66 (10:36:14 PM): lol
JSixpack66 (10:36:20 PM): omg...really?
watermeloncrunch (10:36:21 PM): it wasnt so bad, he did buffer it with other things
watermeloncrunch (10:36:24 PM): but he did tell me that
JSixpack66 (10:36:32 PM): that's pretty funny
JSixpack66 (10:36:38 PM): that's pretty bold
watermeloncrunch (10:36:43 PM): hes just like that
watermeloncrunch (10:36:49 PM): you learn to ignore half of what nick says
watermeloncrunch (10:36:50 PM): lol
watermeloncrunch (10:36:54 PM): get this though
JSixpack66 (10:36:56 PM): lol
watermeloncrunch (10:37:05 PM): he said i had a fine ass after telling me thats where all my fat was
watermeloncrunch (10:37:08 PM): THAT is bold.
JSixpack66 (10:37:12 PM): haha
JSixpack66 (10:37:17 PM): yes!
JSixpack66 (10:37:26 PM): wow..i can't believe that
watermeloncrunch (10:37:35 PM): see what I have to put up with everyday?
JSixpack66 (10:37:36 PM): what was your response?
watermeloncrunch (10:37:37 PM): hehe
watermeloncrunch (10:37:39 PM): well
JSixpack66 (10:37:44 PM): LOL
watermeloncrunch (10:37:46 PM): i laughed, and i think i beat him up a bit
watermeloncrunch (10:37:51 PM): and then ignored him
JSixpack66 (10:38:01 PM): :-D
watermeloncrunch (10:38:14 PM): this sort of banter is normal between us
JSixpack66 (10:38:21 PM): oh ok
watermeloncrunch (10:38:27 PM): although
watermeloncrunch (10:38:32 PM): i think he may have been serious this time
watermeloncrunch (10:38:33 PM): lol
watermeloncrunch (10:38:42 PM): hes not normally
JSixpack66 (10:38:48 PM): wow
JSixpack66 (10:38:50 PM): lol
watermeloncrunch (10:39:14 PM): he then went on about my "child bearing hips"
JSixpack66 (10:39:26 PM): LOL
watermeloncrunch (10:39:36 PM): and said that if the world was in a crisis and I was the only one left to breed I could "pop out" a good 10 or so
watermeloncrunch (10:39:48 PM): doof
watermeloncrunch (10:39:49 PM): lol
JSixpack66 (10:39:50 PM): lol
JSixpack66 (10:40:23 PM): well...i don't have any co-workers quite like that
JSixpack66 (10:40:29 PM): i mostly work with guys
JSixpack66 (10:40:38 PM): and they're straight so i have no worries
watermeloncrunch (10:40:43 PM): what, they dont compliment your ass? ;-)
watermeloncrunch (10:40:44 PM): hehehe
watermeloncrunch (10:40:58 PM): youre missing out on quality beating upness of them
JSixpack66 (10:41:06 PM): lol
JSixpack66 (10:41:09 PM): I hope they don't!
watermeloncrunch (10:41:13 PM): me too
watermeloncrunch (10:41:14 PM): lol
JSixpack66 (10:41:33 PM): wow...if a guy told me that i'd probably just run
watermeloncrunch (10:41:37 PM): hahaha
JSixpack66 (10:41:40 PM): forget the beating

rawr! (story included!)

2004-07-22T07:24:00.000-07:00

coloured. With cream yellow for Tim. =) Sorry I couldnt stick with the orange, though.

TrentVatII: what inspired this fierce looking horse-like creature?
watermeloncrunch: you think its horse like?
watermeloncrunch: thats a new one
TrentVatII: sorry....
TrentVatII: sorta like a lion/horse cross
TrentVatII: thats how i see it
watermeloncrunch: you mean the dragon, right? ;-)
TrentVatII: guess i do
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: i only imagine dragons as having scales
watermeloncrunch: it does, theyre just small
watermeloncrunch: cant see em
watermeloncrunch: do people draw scales on snakes whenever they draw the snake?
TrentVatII: i spose not
watermeloncrunch: well then!
TrentVatII: uve got me
watermeloncrunch: mwahahaha
TrentVatII: i just cant get the horse idea out of my head
watermeloncrunch: haha
watermeloncrunch: it can be a horse dragon, hows that
TrentVatII: sounds cool
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: ive given dragons hooves before, thats fun
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: wow
watermeloncrunch: it bugs me when people think that dragons have to be strictly traditional or its not a dragon lol
TrentVatII: well...
TrentVatII: i dunno, i like traditional dragons
watermeloncrunch: yes, me too
TrentVatII: they seem more stable than modern ones
watermeloncrunch: but that doesnt mean nontraditional dragons cant be dragons
watermeloncrunch: wait.. huh?
TrentVatII: true enough
watermeloncrunch: whats a modern dragon?
TrentVatII: your drawing i spose is an example
TrentVatII: isnt it
watermeloncrunch: uh
watermeloncrunch: no, thats pretty traditional
TrentVatII: he needs wings
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: oh, so they need wings to be traditional?
TrentVatII: sorry
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: what about eastern dragons?
TrentVatII: ummm
TrentVatII: well thats an eastern dragon
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: they dont need em
watermeloncrunch: then why does this one?
watermeloncrunch: *grin*
TrentVatII: well...
watermeloncrunch: see, if you were to draw a pegasus without wings, that would kinda be a bit much
watermeloncrunch: but dragons dont need wings
TrentVatII: i spose not
TrentVatII: i guess its just the fact that instead of wings we have a long bushy thing growing down the neck
watermeloncrunch: no
TrentVatII: that and the long ears look like a horse
watermeloncrunch: not growing down, and not in replacement of
watermeloncrunch: its in "replacement" of the ridge down the back; it follows the spine
watermeloncrunch: you know, instead of spikes
TrentVatII: yeah...
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: horses horses horses
watermeloncrunch: and horse ears are shorter ;-)
TrentVatII: i know...
TrentVatII: its the overall effect though
watermeloncrunch: lol
watermeloncrunch: so then its a horse with rabies.
watermeloncrunch: or on steroids perhaps
watermeloncrunch: maybe both
TrentVatII: yeah!
TrentVatII: there we go!
TrentVatII: im liking that!
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: that suddenly grew fingers with claw instead of hooves
watermeloncrunch: and teeth
TrentVatII: yeah!
watermeloncrunch: lots of teeth
watermeloncrunch: and the tail thickened
watermeloncrunch: okay
watermeloncrunch: i can deal with that.
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: steroids can be dangerous.
TrentVatII: lol
TrentVatII: i spose they can
TrentVatII: i dont think he cares though
watermeloncrunch: evidently not.
TrentVatII: he's after something
TrentVatII: well
TrentVatII: is it a he?
watermeloncrunch: sure
TrentVatII: lol
watermeloncrunch: i dunno
watermeloncrunch: lol
TrentVatII: not to be derogatory
watermeloncrunch: males and females look nearly identical
TrentVatII: i was just wondering
TrentVatII: dragons?
watermeloncrunch: so much that i dont even bother distinguishing them
watermeloncrunch: hehe
TrentVatII: i guess...
watermeloncrunch: *shruggle*
TrentVatII: i think he's after his babe
watermeloncrunch: roflol!
TrentVatII: she stole the remote control
watermeloncrunch: rawr!
TrentVatII: he just cant take it
TrentVatII: u might say his root sin is anger
watermeloncrunch: *rolls eyes*
TrentVatII: well thats what it looks like

2004-07-22T00:54:00.000-07:00

I've decided being tipsy is fun.

2004-07-21T18:29:00.000-07:00

Lineart so far, colored version to come soon.

On second thought, doesnt it look like something out of a coloring book? Anyone want to colour it? :) If you do, I wanna see. Oh, and crayons are best.

2004-07-21T13:06:00.000-07:00

Another doodle thingey.. I think I may have liked this one better uncolored.. or maybe just better without the laziest of backgrounds.

2004-07-19T20:39:00.000-07:00

its a thing. interesting tattoo design though.

2004-07-18T22:37:00.000-07:00

Yup. Doodles on the computer. Nothing special.

backwards

2004-07-17T22:37:00.000-07:00

                            I sit
               and watch in wonder
as the world                        begins to
     s     l         o                   w,
and come to a
                                                               halt.

The great green and blue starts to spin
                                                    reversed
throwing all inhabitants a
                                          sk
                                               e w,
save myself.

In this I have found comfort;I could not live otherwise.
My life has always and will

remain

.drawkcab

2004-07-16T19:27:00.000-07:00

It's a sad thing when I get out of the water to cool off in 108 degree weather.

2004-07-15T16:14:00.000-07:00

cut-yyyyyyyyyy haiiiiiirrrrrr

2004-07-15T16:11:00.000-07:00

cuttey hair... cuttey hair...cuttey hair... *sings*

Antics at the Pool

2004-07-14T09:36:00.000-07:00

Yesterday this guy came to me at work, this black dude, you know; he went on talking to me for 20 minutes or so about how I was almost as dark as he was, and about how by the time I was 60, I would have beautiful skin if I took care of it now, and on and on and on and on... It was interesting.

I also talked to this adorable little girl ("I'm this many!" she announces as she holds out three fingers). Had a rather interesting conversation.

"That's not my mom over there. She babysits me sometimes."

"Did you know my mom is dead?"

"Oh, I'm sorry.."

"Did you know my mom is dead?"

"My dad says she's up there!" The adorable little girl demonstrates by pointing to the sky, complete with rather fluffy clouds.

"My mom is in my head, and in my heart!" For each time she mentioned an area of her body, she pointed to the appropriate area, like any self respecting child of three.

"And when I die, we will meet in my stomach!" Little Haley then ran off and played in the water, perfectly content. She even looked pleased with herself for telling me that.

2004-07-11T11:25:00.000-07:00

hehehe... figured out how to put pictures on here, so I will be posting artwork. fun, no? ^^

2004-07-01T11:53:00.000-07:00

sorry I havent posted in a while, blogspot for some reason wouldnt let me sign in..

ahhh... dentists.

2004-07-01T11:43:00.000-07:00

Dontcha love it when you go to the dentist, get your mouth halfway numbed, followed shortly by the rest of your face, and then on the way home your mother insists on having a "friendly conversation?"

"So, what are you planning on doing today?"
"I hoff tuff draw for muh drob."
"Really? What sorts of things are you drawing?"
"Fhat pheple."
"What are you drawing for?"
"Suhm sort uff medicuhl thing... mum, I kahn't talk now, mah fuce esh aschleep."

MOM suddenly becomes interested.

"Medical condition? What is it for?"
"Peopuhl who have braihn issus. They full ashleep randhomly and get phat bekuus they haff no energy."
"Narcolepsy?"
"No, mum."
"Sleep disorders?"
"No, mum. Schleep has nuffing to do wiff it, it was juhst an exhample."
"Do you know anything else about it?"
"no, mum. I cahnt talk... haff of mah face esh aschleep."

The actual conversation was longer and far more frustrating, but was pretty much like that. fun!