General
The thought of Emma is all that keeps me going.
Last night’s suckity suck English class was spent profitably making rude jokes about our book with the Irishman who was in my group. He is a riot. Why? The accent. He got obsessed with the description of chickens with hormonally enhanced breast meat (trust me, it’s funnier in Irish) and that carried us through the … Continue reading
Many links, little time
Thursday in class we watched a video about how women got the vote, launching us well and truly into our feminism section. It’s making me extremely touchy about certain things, like the fact that the Lad does not like Lily Tomlin. I keep wanting to blame it on his patriarichal need to feminize feminists, and … Continue reading
You didn’t like that last one, huh?
It’s interesting how some of these garner 50 comments and some none. Have y’all seen Kissing Jessica Stein? Yeah? Did anyone notice how much egg it sucked? Millers and Lad and I watched it last night, and I couldn’t help but notice not only the lack of steamy lesbian sex but also the lack of … Continue reading
Oops, no.
The Lad and I met in 1993. Because that is the year I started high school. 1993-94 Freshman 1994-95 Sophomore 1995-96 Junior 1996-97 Senior Considering that fully half of my readership is comprised of members of my high school class, I wonder that none of you caught that. Oh well, my fault. See previous entry … Continue reading
The Geeks in Applied Calculus
…are eating my living brain. I did good up until the first midterm and now I’m struggling. Does anyone know about derivatives? (Cue helpless mocking laughter from all of you who know math, except KTV who seems to have forsworn that kind of mockery. Do we know derivatives? Yes, and we can recite the whole … Continue reading
Mystery Woman Baffles Old Friends, Acquaintances
There’s been some uproar lately over Michele’s quiz on the new How Well Do You Know Me quiz site she found. Apparently most of our friends couldn’t make it past the 60% correct mark. That’s how well we all know her: 60% or less. She’s been getting e-mail apologies right and left from those folks … Continue reading
From old journals:
November 1999 “And he took the blind man by the hand, and he led him out of town; and when he had spit on his eyes, and put his hands upon him, he asked him if he saw aught. And he looked up and said, I see man as trees, walking.” –Mark, 8:24 I always … Continue reading
Happy anniversary, Lad.
My helmet may be too loose, too old and basically unsafe, but it has great acoustics. I discovered that I can sing at the top of my lungs while we’re riding up 680 and no one can hear me but me. I can sing, for example, “Anna Begins” over and over, putting the chorus in … Continue reading
Next year, we’re getting a cabin far far away from the teeming masses, and everybody gets a key.
First, I need to clarify that Jolie also had a kick-ass costume. Second, Erica and Jolie had a shitty shitty time of it, being that they were stuck outside my house on Halloween night due to a series of unfortunate accidents. Despite that they were accidents, I feel responsible because I was a hostess and … Continue reading
Halloween
As with high school dances, I enjoyed the getting ready more than the actual event. I liked the part where my apartment was packed with people throwing wine on each other (okay, really just on Erica, who gets her props right now for being an incredibly good sport about it) and glitter on themselves. But … Continue reading