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On Thursday, October 10, 2002 at 08:59 a.m.
so i get to be estragon in the first few pages of godot in theater 101 today. hehe. :) which is cool, but who knows if i will be able to live up to dana. ^_~ let's see, not much in the past few days--i had lots of work, but i'm so exhausted all the time i definitely need to catch up on all my sleep. queer bash on friday night!!! i'm excited, it's usually a great party, plus colby's running the light board, so i'll probably periodically go over to the corner and visit him and we'll be voyeurs. once i get my outfit together, i promise i'll tell, hehe. wes is back on the ball for M3, which is great. i still have to get in a couple of movies i saw last week, but it's tough to want to write these reviews if i'm not in the mood. here's a random thought--i've been musing about a tattoo. okay, to everyone out there who knows my parents, you'll know i'm not musing *seriously* about a tattoo, but i definitely would get one if i wouldn't be disowned and banned from the house. i guess for now i'll stick to my ears being pierced as far as body mod goes. *grr* what i wouldn't give to have my tongue piercing back!! it's so ridiculous they freaked out to the extent that they did. anyway--"movie star" is coming up soon, oct. 24-26. rj is actually gonna be in boston that weekend, so if i hadn't gotten into the show i'd have gone to meet up with him, but as it is, i can't spare the time. too bad. if you're at williams, you must come see it! 8pm in the downstage all three nights. eric's coming up to see it saturday night, so it;ll be nice to catch up with him and see how the foreman experimental theater stuff in the city is going. speaking of theater, we're starting to make concrete our plans for senior proposals. andrew, genevieve, dean and i are working on getting "dangerous liaisons" passed. the script by chris hampton is unfuckingbelievable. it's SO GOOD. if you haven't seen the movie, GO SEE IT. the screenplay is by him as well, and it's just GREAT. definitely go rent it, w/glenn close, john malkovich, michelle phiefer, uma thurman, swoozie kurtz (? or something like that), and keanu reeves (ugh, but seeing him in a period piece is awful; luckily he has a small part). i'm really excited. some of the other ideas we had were doing chekov's "the seagull", which tina starred in one of the premieres, actually. her name is in the script!! hehe, that's so cool. i totaly want my name in a script one day...! okay, i gotta start getting ready for class. nothing to be done, didi, nothing to be done...!
On Tuesday, October 8, 2002 at 01:27 a.m.
i got my film developed today!! my very first roll of black and white--most of them were overexposed cause of the flash, but there are a couple worth mentioning that turned out beautifully, including:
+ pictures of me, rudy, wes, phil, and elaine at my house at the end of the summer.
but by far the GREATEST picture in this batch is one of me, ally and olga in greylock dining hall. it is hands-down the best photo i've EVER seen. i should post it up here, actually. it's gorgeous--i'm in the center and the two girls are giving me a kiss. everything in the foreground is overexposed and white, but everything in the back is dark, and olga's long dark hair and ally's mesh shirt frame the group--it's AWESOME!! i love it. i think i'm gonna change my facebook picture to it.
On Monday, October 7, 2002 at 11:36 p.m.
baby, set me free
here i am, so alone
you are the one, and i can't...let you go.
On Sunday, October 6, 2002 at 05:18 p.m.
can i just say, that in one day i figured out the beginning of "slide"?
I RULE!
On Sunday, October 6, 2002 at 01:45 p.m.
all right. in an attempt to get free barbells, which i'm dying for, this is a shameless plug for BodyPunks. forgive me. so...here you have it, for all my friends out there with their belly buttons pierced, this is a picture of a dangling stud. BodyPunks has much more on their site, feel free to click on any of the THREE links i have on this page to see it (i'm *such* a sellout!). yay. bodypunks. yay.
On Sunday, October 6, 2002 at 11:09 a.m.
my yesterday was very low-key and yet, still magnificent. just one of those stereotypically small-college days that you wish you had more often. woke up, was invited to brunch, did some homework, practiced a little, went to dinner, played cranium (i know, isn't that random??), saw the bourne identity (*loved* that movie, can't believe andrew hadn't seen it yet), then came back, chatted with alana, joined by rhianon, then colby and alix, then ally, then craig, then emily (official party in my room!)...after talking about everything from shakespeare to the "nice guy" theory, rhi left, colby and alix left, craig left, alana left, ally left...then marcos came up and hung out, then mike, then geoff...man it was nuts, and so much fun. i stayed up till 4 talking (eep!).
so...plans for today include: doing PNI...learning my lines...reading ahead for theater...and more practice.
i love college.
On Friday, October 4, 2002 at 03:13 p.m.
hale totally keeps me up to date with all the scandalous goings-on in the world...click me!
haha, mary callahan, you've got company. people definitely shouldn't send out private emails! they get around...
On Thursday, October 3, 2002 at 07:14 p.m.
oh man!!!! 4 pm today--IT'S HERE!!! =D i'm SO excited!!!
On Wednesday, October 2, 2002 at 11:09 p.m.
so it's 11.10 and i have a psych disorders exam in 12 hours. CRAZY. i'm so unprepared, i haven't studied all night...
but that's because i went to "foreign AIDS" tonight, a one-man (but many-faced!) show with pieter dirk-uys, an amazing south african queen (a friend of david's, naturally) who has such control over his body and face, it's unbelievable. there are certain times when i look at the field of acting and am enthralled; how can people--just flesh and blood people, like you and me!--embody SO MUCH talent and passion? it's incredible. it really makes me think. i will get to see him tomorrow in advanced acting (SO COOL), and i can't wait to meet him. then, tomorrow night, he has another show, where he will play Mrs. Evita Bezuidenhout, the most famous white woman in south africa. i love it.
naturally...i have to get through this exam first. -_-*
On Wednesday, October 2, 2002 at 01:44 a.m.
kari you're totally right. it wasn't my fault and i need to learn from it and move on.
okay, new topic: take the jung personality typology test and let me know what you score. i'm insanely curious. i'm ENFJ--which evan said he couldn't guess...! "I had some idea where you'd end up... I knew you'd be an E for example, and F was a pretty good guess, but I guessed N, but I really wasn't sure about that last slot *laugh*." apparently he pinned his suitemates' scores and some other friends, but i proved a baffle.
i hope everyone out there with birthdays are having good ones!!! :)
On Tuesday, October 1, 2002 at 05:08 p.m.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELAINE!!!! :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY PPR!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIK!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SARAH!!!
holy cow that's a lot of birthdays.
On Sunday, September 29, 2002 at 07:47 p.m.
On Sunday, September 29, 2002 at 04:03 p.m.
some people in this world are such assholes.
On Saturday, September 28, 2002 at 04:43 p.m.
:) okay, i am having dinner with charlotte tonight and i have a screw date afterwards! yay.
funniest conversation on the dance floor at wood last night:
LOL.
me: that's cause i'm not white!
and then we shook hands! on the dance floor! soo funny! "you don't move like you're from this country"; LOL. that is so funny...
On Saturday, September 28, 2002 at 02:55 a.m.
charlotte: i want to say that you are the single most beautiful, wonderful, sweetest girl ever. i think you're amazing. you radiate. :)
On Friday, September 27, 2002 at 10:50 p.m.
so brendan's entry is totally sweet :) and they all came over to have their pre-screw party in my suite. fun fun.
i was absolutely exhausted today, but now that it's nighttime (*grin*) i'm finding some energy to go out after all; lord knows my sleep-deprived body will reject any form of fun but oh well.
OH! today i had dinner with steve-o and some freshman boys who were very nice. :) apparently i'm not the only one with a superhero fetish aroud here (i love boys!not only do they carry everything aroudn in their pockets but they also appreciate the fine art of cartoon-lovin). i never really actually read all the comic books; i'm totally a cartoon fan, so they're trying to sway me over to the other side. :)
ps. ben is here and he says hi! ^_^
On Thursday, September 26, 2002 at 12:47 a.m.
becca: thank you for the email. i appreciate it. sometimes it's so hard to remember, and everyone just seems to be against you. thank you.
kari: somehow, you always write me or call me just when i need you. thank you! you're amazing; i can't wait to see you again.
alana: ...*stunned speechlessness*...i can't believe you sometimes. thank you so much. so sweet. i love you. thank you.
On Tuesday, September 24, 2002 at 05:24 p.m.
my psych disorders prof: "my sister, who can never do just one thing at a time, was washing her mouth out with mouthwash and taking her contact out of her eye at the same time . . . when she had to sneeze. so she held her mouth shut to keep the mouthwash in...and snorted the contact up her nose. which just goes to show multitasking can be dangerous even for people who ::don't:: have schizophrenia."
LOL!
On Monday, September 23, 2002 at 07:32 p.m.
okay, so today in PNI we discussed some basic ideas for our research that we're gonna be doing further into our semester, and one of the ideas we talked about was subjecting rats to some of the same stressors undergraduate students are subjected to...you know, set up a "semester" time frame and make them complete several test mazes for sleep as a reward at the end of the time frame...force them to live with other rats they didn't get to choose (but only in groups of four). naturally, for support, we would give the newer rats two "seasoned" rats who knew the cage well and could tell them all the dinner points tricks. then we could see how relationship stressors influence health; we'd take a look at rats who had been together since before their caged environment, vs. rats who had only hooked up once. we'd see if the older rats who lived in the brooks cage were sketchier than the younger female rats from mission. every once in a while we'd test for the cytokinic levels of rats who were woken up by a piercing alarm and forced to wait outside without socks until the security rats told them their cages were not, in fact, burnt down.
oh yeah. it was an awesome conversation. ^^,
On Sunday, September 22, 2002 at 10:53 p.m.
so amy and i met tonight for dinner to talk about doing a show in january. things are a little up in the air b/c she doesn't know yet if she wants to go away for winter study or not...but we're so excited. we want to direct "the most massive woman wins," a one-act by madeline george. this play is soo cute, and actually a really wonderful social commentary as well, on the issue of standards of beauty in america today. we can imagine it being really good!! so we're meeting with sara tomorrow to try and get c&b board to buy our pitch. :) shouldn't be a problem.
awww, alicia just called me and invited me to go down to the city on wednesday night for a show and a party--i want to sooo bad, but i have rehearsal wednesday night!!! ~><~ that sucks!!! i'm so mad...
On Sunday, September 22, 2002 at 04:56 p.m.
brunch this morning again with jon, kate, misha, ari, mark and eph. also chef's hat...i think next time i'll go with another sandwhich, which was better than my eggs today.
i'll miss everyone in england a lot, but stupid thoughts keep coming back to me along the lines of, "will they miss me?" i seem so expendable. it's totally not healthy, but i've just seen friends in a different light lately, where i appreciate them, and want them to know it, but feel like it's not reciprocated. not like people don't like me, but just a sudden realization that most people could do without. it's dumb.
soo worried about this PNI quiz. it's freakin me out.
dinner with the illustrious amy shelton tonight. :) we're supposed to talk about a show we're thinking of directing, but i don't know if she's going away for winter study, so it's a little up in the air. no biggie. i can't really think that far ahead, and neither can she, with FR and all that goin on. :)
updated the movie site a little. added a review or two, it's growing slowly but surely. still gotta make some stuff more consistent, but oh well. about a boy will be the next one i think, as soon as i can get my act together and write it.
"movie star" is going okay, we're starting to do a little blocking, but i still have to pour over the scenes from the movie. it's a little intimidating with everyone else being so talented, as usual, but i'm trying.
:) kari, i just read over your last email again, which is hilarious. thanks for writing me.
On Saturday, September 21, 2002 at 08:58 p.m.
jon and samir are up to visit this weekend...i was wandering around hopkins visiting people when mike's suite was playing cranium, and they let me join--soo much fun. too bad dave had to put up with my utter inability to recognize hummed songs (seriously, what is that?). :) then jon and dan invited me to brunch today with kate and samir too, so they went to the chef's hat--also fun.
can i just add here that i also visited craig's suite last night and i beat him at super mario smash brothers not once, not twice, but THREE times?! *smug grin* that's right. (of course, i think he was going a little easy on me...but that doesn't make me feel any less proud of the vitory!) ^^,
i just spent the last six hours on ebay. this is sooo bad. plus i have a PNI quiz on wednesday that is going to kick my ass soo much. -_-* it's not going to be pretty...it's saturday night and i have to study!!!
on an upnote, though--i was finally able to cram my 14g earring into my left ear, so i'm not just walking around with one earring now, lol. now i just gotta find this missing ball bearing...
On Friday, September 20, 2002 at 03:10 p.m.
colby and alix are gone...
olgs and casey are gone...
ally is going...
aww, i'm so lonely!
On Friday, September 20, 2002 at 02:18 a.m.
chuck, i know we're a pain, but you love us anyway--thanks for bringing "lord of the rings" over here.
i wanna do legolas just so i can hear him cry out in elvish. that is so f--king sexy.
review up soon...i wanna be an elf soo bad. or even their whore. i would soo settle for being their whore.
footnote: much of this entry *heavily* influenced by alix, lol, my partner in homoerotic elvish fantasies.
On Thursday, September 19, 2002 at 07:48 p.m.
so instead of acting class today, we had a workshop in japanese noh theatre, which was so fascinating. we covered basic movements, song (chant), and drum beats...and then i got to go see the combination noh/kyogen theater presentation of "at the hawk's well," which included some other short songs and excerpts. i actually am really glad i had the opportunity to participate in the workshop first, b/c i got to see some of the work and discipline required to do this kind of theater. i don't think i would have appreciated the performance nearly as much if i hadn't...plus, there were some cool people at the workshop, in addition to the majors...^_~ i was glad we got to chat...
On Wednesday, September 18, 2002 at 10:18 p.m.
kari: "and I would like to back Colby in the use of the phrase "nothing to write home
about". I think I may have used it, I know at least one of my friends has, and
it's a perfectly valid phrase. Sure, its use may have abated with the advent
of the telephone, but now that the telephone is on its way out and email
dominates - you can still write or not write home about things. :) "
no way! who *actually* says things like that in real life?? ...and does it really mean you would write home about things? i still don't buy it...! :)
On Wednesday, September 18, 2002 at 07:06 p.m.
i feel so fat! ugh, had dessert tonight (gosh darn dining hall, with its endless food and never healthy recepies!) which was okay, but i didn't need it...my body needs to chill out and calm down, but then again so does my mind. i've a hundred things spinning around i gotta do, but none of them are getting done cause its too intimidating! apply to study abroad...apply for loans...think about this summer (already!)...pick a boy and ask him out to lunch (for fun)...and of course schoolwork.
here's something funny for those of you who know colby--i was telling him he had a great sounding name (james colby chamberlain, but he insists on not mentioning the james, reducing it only to j.) and he told me that someone once said to him, "never trust a man who parts his hair in the center...and his name on the side." hehe, isn't that wonderful? i like it.
On Tuesday, September 17, 2002 at 04:10 p.m.
busy day this morning...i TA'ed 101, where i logged thoughts for the first time--that took forever. so i was late to psych disorders, but luckily hadn't missed too much. then i had lunch with a big group of people (only one of whom reads this, so hi, alana!). :) and then i went to work.
mikey and i used to bitch about work to each other. then he actually did something about it--he quit! haha. so now i have no one to complain to, cause he actually did something about it!
then tonight i have a wso meeting at 5.30...rehearsal at 7...and the homework all night long, cause stupid PNI is tomorrow and i am SO BAD at it it's unbelievable. plus i have a theater paper to write...yelch! i have too much! i hate the procrastination tendencies!!
...one last thing...small pet peeve, already expressed in the M3 pitas: let's see, co-webmasters who ABANDON their projects and then proceed to ADVERTISE for them, when aforesaid project is clearly NOT ready for launch, thereby letting *their* co-webmaster (translation: that would be ME) hang out to dry because HER (translation: MY) name is all over the freakin thing!!!! -_-* grrr...i will refrain from using names--oh wait, no, WESLEY, oops, how did that slip out, i can't believe you haven't touched the stupid site in forever, you dork! you'd better be somewhat sorry.
one more thing: my inner child:
On Monday, September 16, 2002 at 11:45 p.m.
i am SO BAD at pool.
On Monday, September 16, 2002 at 10:10 p.m.
...is what chuck is taking a break from.
anyway, can i just say that i felt SO gross in my skin today? you know, it was one of those days where your whole body is just yucky and you want to lay down till you feel better...
i hate my period.
anyway, studying is not boding well, so i've decided to take a well-timed break for some pool. chuck is gonna get his ASS kicked! uh-oh, he heard me saying that, and now is demanding the pitas site addresss...i'd better leave so we can get to the playin...
On Sunday, September 15, 2002 at 11:50 a.m.
we had our suite reunion party and i had the *most* fun last night. after taking orders and cleaning up the common room, alix and i went to chopsticks and got chinese/japanese food for everyone...then we hit up the movie gallery in search of either casino or donnie brasco, but they didn't carry casino and someone had checked out donnie brasco. ;_; that was disappointing, so then it was up to me and alix to come up with a movie--we only have the most different tastes *ever!!* :) but we finally found sexy beast, which we had both heard really good things about, so we figured we were set...
picked up the chinese food, came back home (a half hour late, but oh well) and YAY everyone was there!!!! "everyone" being my old suite from last year (me, ally, colby, chuck, andrew) and alix and chris and special guest star erin garrow. (only person who wasn't there was em, who's in france). ^_^ i love these people so much; conversation is so much fun. part of it is catching up, and part of it is that we all love entertaining each other, and part of it is just hanging out.
so then we put the movie in, and it's all indie and weird, which maybe wasn't the right thing to show with a group of people just after dinner with beers...plus the british accent was really strong and it was hard to understand...alix and i talked about this after, actually, and we both kind of felt bad for not bringing home a more mainstream, fun movie, but *shrug* we didn't know, and we had heard it was awesome, so oh well...
then after much harrowing from the crow's nest guys, we packed up the posse and dragged them over to prospect (losing only one in the process, erin) where we shot a couple games of beirut and trickled off home one by one.
your snippet of conversation from the evening...and the response i should have said but thought of the day after:
oh well.
On Saturday, September 14, 2002 at 04:31 p.m.
thanks alana--today was great. ^_^ had a blast, and you're amazing and tons of fun to hang out with.
also!!! thanks to abigail and mikey for dragging me to my wife is an actress which i thought was wicked funny and a good time.
^_^ congrats andrew!!!! can't wait to tech...
hugs and kisses to the brothel for letting me borrow clothes :O) hehe, i love you guys.
who's sooo excited for the suite reunion tonight??? i am.
and one last random thought: ally, i love you tons and we'll talk soon. everything is gonna be fine.
On Wednesday, September 11, 2002 at 01:06 a.m.
OMG, guys!!! just went to go check the cast list for "a movie star"...I'M IN!!!! YES!!!!! :D i'm jean peters, believe it or not; yes, even though i'm asian i was cast as jean peters. thank god for small schools.
i'm still thinking about it, though--cause my audition for tony kushner's "angels in america" is on thursday and its seriously one of the most culturally significant plays EVER and i would LOVE so much to be in it. i will keep you updated.
eep!!! ^^,
On Tuesday, September 10, 2002 at 02:58 p.m.
i'm auditioning tonight for a play called "a movie star has to star in black and white." it's pretty funny cause the principle cast are "actors who look exactly like" old movie stars, and a black family. so basically i'm just auditioning for fun but i hope it goes well anyway. :)
On Saturday, September 7, 2002 at 08:22 p.m.
so i've always loved greek mythology, and before i got back to school my mother and i actually sat down to watch the discovery channel's program called "gods and goddesses." they were talking about the story of pandora's box.
now, i've always heard this story was that pandora, the first woman, opened the box to release all the sins, evils and pains upon the world, then shut it, leaving only one spirit left in the box--hope.
different sources say different things from this point. most of the time they just end here, leaving you to wonder, if all the things that flew out of the box afflicted man, why does the story not release hope upon man as well? one source solved this problem by saying that pandora really did open the box a second time, after hearing hope wimpering to be let out.
this is so interesting to me. i mean, hope is ambiguously left in the box. what does that mean, you guys? i think the question it leads to is: is hope a good thing or a bad thing?
On Friday, September 6, 2002 at 03:20 p.m.
::hale:: "so this is a real e-mail from wall street. it's amusing."
Please, read my email first. Then read her email, I think that she was forwarding my email to a friend but hit reply instead. You will love this
Callahan/US/ABAS/PwC@Americas-US.com> cc:
TTFN,
-----Original Message-----
Ok first -- here is the e-mail I received from Tripp, the new guy I met last week. If you want to go out, perhaps we can get him to pay for drinks at the Park. Since we have not slept together, he will of course
be trying to impress me and will, therefore, do anything I ask. Unlike John, who fell asleep during sex last night. I went over to his place last night around 11:30. We started having sex. When I noticed his eyes were closed for a little too long, I said "John wake up." At which, point he
shot up saying "what'd I miss." Yes, I think that is a new low.
Let me know about tonight. I think you need company.
::hale:: So this guy Gill who sits next to me has some friends at TMCapitol and he called one of them to check this out. it's real. in the last two hours Tripp has gotten over 100 phone calls and hundreds of e-mails from around the world. the most interesting I think is the one from mary callahan basically telling him how horrible it is and how she has gotten calls/e-mails from: a waitress she worked with 8 years ago, an ex-boyfriend who she was almost engaged to, her current boyfriend (there is some suspicion that this is not John but we can neither confirm or deny those reports). Ok wait. this other guy here sent her an e-mail and just got a response.... right so john was her current boyfriend, he works on the street and he immeadiately dumped her. her comment on that was "no
big loss."
::cyndi again:: okay, now that is simply hilarious. i love that this guy totally got his revenge ^_^ hehe. it's so funny just cause we're in college and you generally think of this kind of thing being reflective of our more immature, adolescent mindset...but then you get an email from price water corp. and, well, that theory just gets blown out of the water. =D lol.
On Friday, September 6, 2002 at 02:23 p.m.
last night was so much fun--hung out with some people i haven't spent time with in a while, drank a little, then went to bug random boys in hopkins...i also met ally's new boy chris, who (in colby's words) "seems to be an upright citizen"! ^_^ translation: he's an absolute sweetie, very nice, very funny and easygoing. big fan.
i had pni with olgs this morning, then a quick lunch with kate, both of whom cheered my day considerably. i was telling kate about how hard a time i've been having with my attitude in general this year, just towards life i guess, but towards people too, and me especially.
but, as ever, i remain hopeful and i know this funk will pass. meanwhile, i am TAing a great, fun class (minimal work there, just mooching off the lectures), and trying to juggle five classes including an empirical project, so i'm gonna go get to reading.
ga-tje, i love you dearly. i hope you feel better.
wes, i hope things are working out okay. let me know if i can help in any way--i love you, i care a bunch.
elaine, i was really glad to get your email. i hope you're not hurt and that it's not too hard to drive again. let me know if you ever want to talk.
kate, i love you dearly. so does your entry, and your devotion is incredible. you're not only a great JA but you're going to accomplish great things academically and personally this year too.
On Wednesday, September 4, 2002 at 09:01 p.m.
something from a good friend of mine :) ...thanks ga-tje, this cracked me up.
Analogies and Metaphors Found in High School Essays
Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high
schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
She grew on him like she was a colony of E.coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
He was as tall as a six-foot-three-inch tree.
The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife's infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM.
The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn't.
McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on
at 7:00 p. m. instead of 7:30.
Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.
The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field towards each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.
John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.
Even in his last years, Grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.
Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
"Oh Jason, take me!"; she panted, her breasts heaving like a college freshman on $1-a-beer night.
He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Tex.) in her first several points of parliamentary procedure made to Rep. Henry Hyde (R-Ill.) in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the impeachment of President William Jefferson Clinton.
The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
She was as easy as the TV Guide crossword.
Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.
She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.
Her voice had that tense, grating quality, like a generation thermal paper fax machine that needed a band tightened.
It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.
On Monday, September 2, 2002 at 11:57 a.m.
wow, the last entry made so little sense. ^_^ sorry about that...meanwhile, i've tried to settle in since coming back, but it's not easy when i can't get to half my stuff until tomorrow cause the storage place was closed sunday and today... >=/
so i was pretty excited about coming back but it may not be so much fun. the whole moving thing stresses me out like you wouldn't believe--and i wouldn't still be worried about it if i could get to my damn storage and finally get all my stuff in here to complete the whole process!
it's more than that, too. this year has started differently for me than previous years...pretty much with disappointment and uncertainty. two years ago, *coming* to college was so easy for me--i was done with the mess that had become high school, i could do things on my own, i was placed in an immediate support group the second i got here (the beauty of freshmen entries ^_^) and i felt like i could take on anything...i don't know what happened.
i think a lot of it has to do with what i wanted this year to be for me, or the options that i wanted to have at least. now that my parents say i can't go abroad i feel so unaccomplished and so ambiguous as to the success of my year. it also doesn't help that i am now having issues with self-worth and friendships, part of which is just how i am seeing things but part of which is real.
goodness. all this anxiety! gotta chill--i think today is going to hold a manicure, hitting the gym, and walmart, the perfect blend of shopping, indulgence, and sweat. (HEY! there's NO south coast plaza *here*! so i gotta deal! =])
On Sunday, September 1, 2002 at 02:25 a.m.
andrew and laura picked me up from albany airport today :) which was very sweet!
colby had a huge welcome back hug for me--which i'd been craving ^_- ...
unpacking is okay, i still need all my stuff in storage~
finally got the computer up and running, then i got caught in two hours of AIM! eek o_O
okay, i'm headed to bed and will talk to you all tomorrow!! (i'm sorry for the list format of this entry--i'm exhausted!)
On Friday, August 30, 2002 at 07:52 p.m.
so, yesterday, we actually did end up going to the beach, just a small little stretch in laguna, but it was fun (just a little chilly though!). i kinda want to learn how to surf...ah well. next summer's plans.
as for today, ryry and nicole and my stepdad and i all went to knott's berry farm: soak city usa :)! it was lots of fun...though i think i may have burned my back a bit. (which is just so bizarre b/c i usually don't burn in the sun, i just tan...i think i must be getting old, guys!)
bright and early tomorrow morning (try 6 am!) i have a flight back to the east coast. and i still have to pack!! eep! wish me a safe flight...and i'll see you all on the flip side.
On Wednesday, August 28, 2002 at 01:02 p.m.
ah well, so my big plans for a summer beach get-together didn't pan out... ^_^ it's okay--i totally do *not* want you to do poorly on your final on my account anyway. 'sides, you cheered me up this morning with the story about your brother! =D
On Wednesday, August 28, 2002 at 10:58 a.m.
I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry Cyndi~! And yes, I did type all that out = )
On Monday, August 26, 2002 at 06:29 p.m.
so i went to the optometrist for the very first time today. it's true: i've never had any problems seeing before, so i've never had reason to go, but eventually you get curious...i mean, how do you know there's not something wrong with you? you can't compare it to anything if you've always been the same way, or don't know what you're comparing it to.
luckily, i'm in the clear--i've got better than 20/20 vision! still though, because my popo (my grandma ^^,) had eye surgery for a cataract, i got checked out for that anyway.
for those of you who don't know, this is one of the *bizarrest* procedures ever!!! o_O they numb your eyes first, which is pretty subtle but still a little disconcerting. then they poke your eyeball! hehe, but you can't really feel it (i had to ask what had happened--it's how they check for pressure i guess). then, they drop the actual tester (the variable of the equation) in your eyes and you have to wait 20 minutes. it's supposed to numb your focus a little, so you can't see anything up close (i told the doctor i was shopping with my mom, and he said, "well, you'd better get her to read those price tags for you, cause you won't be able to see 'em!"). now, it's not that i didn't believe the cat, but i have never *not* been able to see before. so i just went into the waiting room and picked up a magazine. i was doing fine for a while, but then i started to have to hold the magazine further and further away from me. behold, i couldn't read.
this is an entirely new sensation for me. i was flipping pages, moving the magazine pictures closer and further, closer and further. then, at nordstrom rack, i really *couldn't* read those price tags! hehe. and when i told the (fantastically gay) nordstrom sales associate that i had just had an eye test--he insisted on looking deep into my eyes to check out how dilated they were (lol). (btw, i checked them out when i was at home--they were HUGE! oh man! it was soo cool!). anyway, overall, i'm just supposed to take it easy when it comes to my eyes, if they hurt, stop working on the computer for a while, or reading...i wonder if i could use that as an excuse with the profs???? ^^,
On Monday, August 26, 2002 at 10:34 p.m.
margaret cho is frikin hilarious!! :) here's to gay guys and fat asian girls everywhere!!
On Sunday, August 25, 2002 at 01:24 p.m.
lol, this is hilarious. i can't believe you deduced my password, you brilliant dick you (short for detective, as in the private investigator sort, naturally!!). well, since you're obviously awake, what time are you coming over? hilarity is waiting to ensue over at the irvine improv tonight with the one and only margaret cho!
On Sunday, August 25, 2002 at 01:18 p.m.
Hehehe, sorry Cyndi. I just saw all the other responses and assumed this was an open forum for your wonderful friends. I just noticed the quotation marks and figured you're copying and pasting responses. Oopsies. Well, I like a more hands on approach anyways. And it's not like i spent countless hours trying every possible combination of letters and numbers possible to add these entries. Who would have thought your password was the name of a nearly extincty marsupial with the head of a kangaroo, the body of a snake, and the appendages of wooly mammoth!
On Sunday, August 25, 2002 at 12:33 p.m.
wesley le, i cannot believe you broke into my pitas account!! :) here's to too much shared knowledge between friends. thanks, wes.
okay--i had the greatest day yesterday, ALL SUMMER. it was the first day since june that i didn't have some form of work to go to, or have to spend some two hours stuck in traffic. *and* rudy, phil, wes and elaine all got to see my new house, and play in the pool, and generally hang out, which kicked so much ass.
first of all, i was worried that no one was going to want to get in the pool, which would have meant some people were gonna get left out, or not have fun, etc, etc. but surprisingly, everyone was totally up for it!! even though neither elaine nor wes had bathing suits, we totally made due, and had a blast. my little brother and his friend got thrown around by rudy and phil, elaine and i fretted about our tan lines, wes couldn't see, and my cousin nicole had a blast watching us all be silly. it was great. (i felt bad cause i bashed phil's head on my tooth though. >=) i'm so evil!)
then we came back, dried off, played game cube, ate dinner (which was sooo yummy; i just wish it could have been warmer, but i think we spent too much time in the pool, and it's hard to have a hot dinner when cooking for lots of people, cause there's so much food that some of it is bound to get cold), and then we sat around and called gina on our cell phones and took black and white photos...
then the guys played more game cube and elaine and i listened to music and scared my parents by randomly dancing around the living room. and then my mom broke out her dessert (pear tart with *vanilla* ice cream) and everyone promptly stopped and paid their respects. ^^,
then, as anyone who has ever hung out with us knows, we love our catchphrase, so we played that for a while before becoming completely useless in the head from laughing so hard. with so little brain activity left, there was only one more thing to do: gamecube! :P so i got my lesson in super mario smash brothers, plus a 3pt higher handicapp, and kicked some serious tooshie. it was so much fun, thanks you guys for coming!!! :) next time i'll have to plan better so that gina can make it, but all in all it was a totally successful get together. :)
On Friday, August 23, 2002 at 12:16 p.m.
There's nothing wrong with being happy all the time. I kinda admire the fact that you can keep so constantly upbeat cyndi despite your stepdad's unforgiving nature.
On Thursday, August 22, 2002 at 08:49 a.m.
"Cyndi, cutie-pie, breathe!
If necessary I can DRIVE UP to Williams and pick you up! :) That's how much I love you! And how much I think you need a break. We can work this out, I am confident of that!
I'm so so sorry about your home situation. It makes me want to chew rocks and spit them out at anyone who happens to be a wicked stepfather. GRRRR!!! Is there nobody in the area you could go stay with? No Cyndi-struck boy whose
family would love to put you up for a while? Start packing now!! Get out to this coast! You could easily stay with me or my parents (they love you) for however long you'd like! :) And I'm sure Erin would happily come to your
rescue if you required it. He's gallant like that.
Above all, remember that you are a fabulous person that lots and LOTS of people adore and appreciate and love to be around so don't let anything anyone you happen to be living with says get you down, okay? Be strong! I love you! I think you're incredible and friendly and peppy and smart and sexy and deliciously clever and you have impeccable taste (in TV and friends! ;) ) and talented and splendiferous and amazing and lovely and sweet and energetic and inspiring and terrific!
cheer up, sunshine, and promise me you'll concentrate on all the *nice* things people say about you - and I just gave you a whole bunch of positive feedback so don't even *think* of saying that nobody says anything nice about you! Remember how I said you were better than Erin? Or something along those lines. And you used it terribly against me? Well, I forgive you. ;)
KEEP SMILING!! And you can put that stud right back in as soon as you get to the East Coast! ;) wicked laugh! eh eh eh eh eh...
thank you so much. i appreciate it, kari.
On Thursday, August 22, 2002 at 08:26 a.m.
"yeah parents suck. you have no idea how annoying it is to be home for as long as I have. I want to go back to school just to get away from them, I mean that's not the only reason but it is definately a factor. plus when we argue
they say things that are logically based on information which they just made up. and to make it worse sometimes they have opinions which they allow to alter their memories of how events occured which are based on things which never happened...parents just don't understand, to quote the
immortal words of DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince."
lol, i can'e believe you quoted dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince. there's that cultured williams education shining through...^_^
anyway, i'm glad i'm not the only one who feels this way sometimes. you know how sometimes you have issues and you feel like everyone else is so fortunate cause they're not afflicted with them? well, more than once i've found out, to my surprise, that's not true. everyone feels misunderstood sometimes, or alone, like no one gets them. wes and i just went to go see "the good girl" monday night and that whole movie was about people who thought that. i guess it's just difficult to be able to tell.
On Wednesday, August 21, 2002 at 11:40 p.m.
i totally cannot handle being at home anymore. i need to be away from here. i get screamed at for everything and i hate it. i got called an idiot for not closing the blinds last night. i'm tired of being called fat and ugly all the time by the people who are supposed to build my self-esteem. what kind of family insists that they are *supposed* to make you feel bad?
and what scares me the absolute most is that they are totally influencing me. i completely lose it with ryry sometimes, and i sound exactly like *him*, right down to the scathing sarcasm. it's awful. and then i hate myself for being like that, but it's like the only way i know how to handle ryry is to be like that. lord please don't let me be like that, please help me grow out of it before i have kids. if i end up half as mean as he is i will kill myself.
a nameless friend once off-handedly remarked to me once how tiring it must be to be so happy all the time. it's been a long time since the comment and i love this cat to death, but that is sh!t. what, you think i have a "constantly happy" personality? is that too grating for the bitter people in the world? sorry, but if i don't overcompensate i'll succumb to what i've been taught--to make shallow, mean comments about people i don't know; to condescend to people i do; to make friends only to get ahead; to badmouth people who make mistakes...come on. i don't want to be like that. i desperately don't want to be like that. really, what is so goddamn awful about laughing, or f---ing trying to be nice? why do people have a problem with me? people who aren't my parents don't like me, people who are my parents don't like me. what the f---.
sheesh. the better question is probably why do *i* have a problem with me. [deep breath] i need to seriously chill out cause i'm wicked unhappy and i shouldn't be...i have lots of people who love me, i just gotta remember. thanks guys for letting me let off steam. i'm just angry...sorry...
On Wednesday, August 21, 2002 at 08:30 p.m.
"And you know what I'm doing tomorrow?
I know you didn't ask but I'll tell you anyway.
Tomorrow is the yearly alumni reunion of my school. They organize it for all the fucking classes that graduated there. Isn't that cool?
No, it sucks. I found out who's going. Everyone I hate. I despise these people. I think one of my friends who is not going because he's not even here, Leo "is effeminite and acts gay to get chicks". Barquero put it best: "Its best people we know in college don't even know about the people we had to associate with back in high school, because if they did, they wouldn't want anything to do with us."
There's Daniel, the stereotypical nerd and self-righteous Jew who joined a frat in California, there's Fernando, the most competitive for grades Korean kid EVER
who used to try to "hide" that by calling me and a friend "self-esteem" while he was the biggest idiot ever, everyone hates him, he wanted to go to Wharton but
instead applied to the college at UPENN because he knew he wouldnt get into Wharton hahahaha and he's a kiss ass, Bryan Johnson who goes to Georgetown and is the most boring man ever, there's Bruno who doesn't drive past 20mph (I'm not kidding) and 35 on THE FRICKIN HIGHWAY and he owns the equivalent of a buick and there's Murakami and he has a lowrider Civic with tinted windows, alloy wheels
and the works, and he thinks he's a gangster (you know the type) oh yeah there are also that thing on the back of the baggage thing what do you call that? but he's not the worst he's kinda ok he's not as bad as Pin who IS a gangster (his dad is in the Taiwanese mafia and he's totalled three bmw's before he went to college (and these were bulletproof so they are extra hard to destroy) and he
barely speaks english yet managed to graduate an american school.
sorry just venting. i hate these people eeeeeeerrrrrrgh and these are half. and people complain williams is small, at least is big enough so i dont have to see the undesirables."
lol, i love this kid.
On Thursday, August 15, 2002 at 03:31 p.m.
"Since you're talking about songs, you should mention really bad songs instead of really good songs. You know what song really sucks? "McArthur Park". It won the
worst song ever contest once. You should put that on your blog. You know why? Because THEN YOU WOULD MENTION ME FUNNIEST MAN ALIVE on your onlie journal. I feel left out.
"Also, your deep thought in the bottom might not be right because if you are entering college now by the time you graduate in 2006 perhaps a democrat will be in the white house and the economy will be good again."
lol. so there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. my very sexy, very brazilian, very democratic, not gay, self-proclaimed "funniest man alive" friend marcos--ladies, take a number.
haha, but of all the things marcos is, he is also an avid movie fan...which is why i'm surprised, marcos, that you didn't know--the box at the bottom of the page is *not* a random thought but a movie quote. *marcos*! come on! you should know better, really.
On Wednesday, August 14, 2002 at 09:06 p.m.
my friend spencer and i were talking once about a cd, and how much we both thought the last song was really good. but he, being much more eloquent than i, phrased it really well--he said the song was a good album closer.
i thought that was a great way of putting it--and isn't it funny how placing a strong song at the end of an album makes you like the whole thing more? do you think the same could be said about an album opener...? for example, think of a cd where you liked both the song that started it and the song that ended it. do you feel like you like the cd more as a whole?
On Monday, August 12, 2002 at 08:27 p.m.
okay, so my suitemate colby and i had this conversation once:
me: ...i really like this orange pinapple guava juice...
so what do you think, guys? (1) have you ever heard anyone say this, or have my ears just been closed to this phrase all my life? and (2) has someone ever said anything that you never expected anyone in their right mind to say, like an old phrase or insult?
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| LE VICOMTE DE VALMONT. I have no intention of breaking down her prejudices. I want her to believe in God and virtue and the sanctity of marriage, and still not be able to stop herself. I want passion, in other words...I want the excitement of watching her betray everything that's most important to her. Surely you understand that. I thought betrayal was your favorite word.
LA MARQUISE DE MERTEUIL. No, no. Cruelty. I always think that has a nobler ring to it. |
