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Sunday, September 28, 2003. 07:24 p.m.
Baaaaaad football game today.
Now Luda is bitching at me for not studying. I AM studying. Not this very second obviously but come on, action potential propagation can hold one's attention for only so long.
Anyway, back to my WORK.
Thursday, September 25, 2003. 05:24 a.m.
Okay so I have decided that I hate Pitas but I have neither the time nor the inclination to make a new site so I'm just going to stew about it until my brain explodes.
Oh and my gastrointenstinal system has decided to mutiny. So I can't eat much which is making me borderline homicidal. But other than that...
I'll be happy when this week--and next--are over.
Saturday, September 20, 2003. 03:32 p.m.
I just got back from horseback riding. I am happy now. :)
Patriots play at home tomorrow. Should be a fun distraction from the evil that is physiology.
Sunday, September 14, 2003. 08:06 p.m.
Yay Patriots!
Thursday, September 11, 2003. 09:31 a.m.
Okay so the week hasn't been as hellish as expected. And right now, I am quite happy at the thought of going home this afternoon to spend a long weekend at my house con mi famila. It will in fact be the longest stretch of time I have spent at home since May. I can't wait.
In other news I wrote a ridiculous essay last night analyzing the depiction of the Calydonian Boar myth in the Iliad. I got to use the phrase "fawning sycophant" which, despite being slightly redundant, pleased me to no end. I hate to say this but I really do feel that the Iliad is just stupid when translated into modern colloquial English. Felt the need to share that.
Monday, September 8, 2003. 09:42 a.m.
Had a great time hanging out with Andrew yesterday, despite a certain sporting event that is not worth mentioning further.
So, this week promises to be unforgiving and hellish but I feel like I'm prepared. Hopefully I'll be able to make a trip home sometime in the near future, Yom Kippur at the very latest.
Click here to learn all about Yom Kippur and other Jewish days. (Apparently there is a big chicken involved).
Wednesday, September 3, 2003. 07:48 a.m.
I am somewhat distressed by this.
Friday, August 29, 2003. 01:49 p.m.
I am sitting in the quad office waiting for the mother of a resident to return so I can finish helping her move her son's stuff into the building and get on with my life.
It could be worse, I guess. She's a very nice lady and has been very grateful for my assistance thus far. And all I'm really doing is hanging around so she can use the phone to call FedEx and get driving directions off of MapQuest. I did not make the mistake of offering to help lug this kid's stuff and she has thankfully not asked. So basically I'm just bored. BORED. This isn't even my resident!
Anyway, I'm not feeling great and I haven't had a shower so I think my next order of business after this is all over will be to get clean and eat food. In fact, I've got about 15 minutes... maybe I can sneak in a shower now...
Tuesday, August 26, 2003. 08:51 p.m.
So, upperclassmen arrived today. Which means I've been up since eight and worked until 4ish. Which isn't so bad I guess but I spent a good chunk of time standing in a parking lot directing traffic which, in my opinion, sucks.
But regardless, things went smoothly today and I'm glad everyone is back. It should be an interesting year.
"I have a great knock-knock joke but you have to start it." -Luigi.
Sunday, August 24, 2003. 10:11 p.m.
Sometimes people wonder what Andrew and I discuss over instant messenger. And then some people would prefer to remain ignorant. I however, am against all forms of ignorance. So here's an excerpt:
suz0418: damn gulls
elsarazin: gulls vs predator
suz0418: 5 to 1 against predator
elsarazin: well, how many gulls? I guess the predator doesn't have much in the way of AA weaponry
suz0418: exactly. 3 or 4 gulls should do the trick
suz0418: they're sneaky souless bastards
Later on...
elsarazin: you like the poop
elsarazin: and the poop likes you
suz0418: well, that's true. everything likes me
elsarazin: not predator though. he is angry about the whole gulls thing
suz0418: hmm. i guess i'll have to live with that
Hope you are all a little more enlightened. Direct all comments to The Drewster. Goodnight.
Sunday, August 24, 2003. 08:11 p.m.
I am so exhausted. I've been up since 6am and spent eight hours on my feet helping first-year Brandeis students move into Massell. Then I came back to my room but couldn't take a nap because a) I was talking to my parents and b) Luda was sleeping in my bed. So now I'm still awake and still exhausted.... but at least I don't have any further responsibilities for the evening. (No residents!!!) :)
Anyway. When I get stressed out or tired I like to read Richard II and so I'll share with you a popular passage that always makes me feel... I dunno...human... (I know, I know. Richard was a drama queen, but what can I say? I'm a romantic. Sue me.)
Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood
With solemn reverence. Throw away respect,
Tradition, form and ceremonious duty;
For you have but mistook me all this while.
I live with bread like you, feel want, taste grief,
Need friends. Subjected thus,
How can you say to me I am a king?
Friday, August 22, 2003. 06:50 p.m.
I'm hungry. As usual.
So a totally cool thunderstorm just blew through here with loud thunder, buckets of rain and huge bolts of lightening. I'm in awe.
So, I feel kind of crappy but training is over so that's good. New students arrive Sunday, the rest arrive Tuesday and then things will settle into a normal routine. It will be good. And of course regular season football is starting up in another week or so which makes me a happy camper.
Now if only I didn't feel so crappy.
Wednesday, August 20, 2003. 11:36 a.m.
I don't really have anything to say except that my ears have water in them.
It's good to be back in Waltham. My room is in the new building, known as The Village (anyone attempting any Village People jokes will dismembered), and it is very cute and very COLD. :):):) It's air conditioned. Heh, heh.
Here's an appropriate quote:
Maybourne: "Teal'c... good to see you well."
Teal'c: "In my culture, I would be well within my rights to dismember you."
Maybourne: "Well... that's interesting."
So there you go.
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The Maine Speech Lessons
Lesson 10:
Attempting to mimic a "Maine accent" is a good way to get your ass-kicked.
Lesson 9:
An "Italian Sandwich" doesn't include anything remotely Italian.
Lesson 8:
If you hear Mainers mention "Angus" or "the independent on the motorcycle", they're referring to the governor.
Lesson 7:
If you hear a Mainer refer to "The County" he or she is referring to Aroostook County, the one that comprises about a third of the state.
Lesson 6:
Mainers are NOT Bostonians. We like our R's and are generally happy to pronounce them. R's at the end of words can be softened occasionally but are rarely dropped completely.
Lesson 5:
The town Calais is pronounced "Cal-us" not "Cal-ay". No one is sure why but it is best not to question.
Lesson 4:
There is only one kind of clam chowder in Maine.
Lesson 3:
The word "wicked" is an acceptable substitute for the word "really" (in moderation) and has no implicit connotation, positive or negative.
Lesson 2:
The town of Bangor is prounounced "Bang-gore" not "Banger".
Lesson 1:
The word "Ayuh" is an appropriate answer to any question.
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