Thursday, March 21st, 2002
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12:41 pm
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Today I am blaming the fact that I have cramps on some world-wide white male conspiracy despite the fact that she is dead this hurts.
I want to cry but I'm a girl well all dried up.
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(3 (*2 cent)s | i long for connection)
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Wednesday, March 20th, 2002
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1:21 pm
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Tuesday, March 19th, 2002
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10:49 am
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Oh, bother. I just went and spilled an entire 10 dollar tin of tea between the air vent and the screen and now I can't even clean it up so BAH!!!!
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(i long for connection)
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Saturday, March 16th, 2002
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5:24 pm
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When I say that I hate what this place does to my skin, it really means that I hate what this place does to me. Or what this place has me do to myself.
But I'm gaining a new appreciation for the ambivalence. Except I don't think that I can spell it.
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(2 (*2 cent)s | i long for connection)
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Thursday, March 7th, 2002
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9:16 pm
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Yayay!!!
Alii couldn't make me a baby so she made me a beautiful faere on a mushroom out of fimo clay. Now I have to name her.
My roomate was actually nice last night, and didn't walk thorugh a bunch. I think I'm healed of the plague.
Two classes tomorrow and then spring break!!!!!!
Pancho e-mailed me my grades because I asked him. I got an A- in Hum, an A in Spanish and a B+ in Chemistry. Go me!!!! I kicked major ass!!!!
Speaking of kicking major ass, we had the final for self-defense today. I approached him first, and kicked really really hard. I didn't fall. Yay. I was scared, but now I feel happy. Tomorrow they say I will feel sore, but I am happy now.
I'm going to make carmel corn later and watch er. Not going to study for the hum midterm because fuckit, really.
current mood:  high
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(2 (*2 cent)s | i long for connection)
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2:34 pm
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Wednesday, March 6th, 2002
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7:48 pm
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Fuck this shit. This is me going to bed at 7:47, and my damn roommate better not make 500 trips through my room like she does everyfucking night. Between 2 and 8 one morning, she woke me up no less than 8 fucking times. Grr. But I'm going to get good sleep and I'm not doing anything producitve until going to physics confrence tomorrow. Rar.
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(2 (*2 cent)s | i long for connection)
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4:47 pm
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My body threatens bacterial espionage. Read: I am getting the plague. But I will be home soon enough and then my mumoo can bring me soup.
Today's lecture for Hum was wonderful. And I had a wonderful view.
And I did quite finely on the physics quiz. Yay. And Alii and I are going to the Vagina Monologues later.
But my self-defense final is tomorrow and I'm scared because Monica and I practised *(sp??)* yesterday and I don't quite have the beachball down, though I'm the master of the pelvic thrust.
In conclusion: Boo for mid-terms and sickness, yay for Ann Landers, tea with honey, interesting classes, and cunt shaped cookies.
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(2 (*2 cent)s | i long for connection)
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Monday, March 4th, 2002
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9:57 pm
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This is me going to bed before 10 for the 3rd day in a row.
Yay.
Of course this probably means I'm going to be flunking out. But that's okay because I will have gotten my beauty sleep. Or something like that.
Death to Spanish midterms, though, really. 2.5 hours of Spanishy goodness is a bit too much for me. Yes. The Axolotl represent the desires of the Romanitics to construct a barbarian in order to justify their subjugation of the "other".
Or maybe they're just lizards.
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(i long for connection)
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Tuesday, February 26th, 2002
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10:41 pm
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Friday, February 22nd, 2002
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3:34 pm
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I'm going to bed now, please nobody wake me up because I'm too the point where I'm so hungry I'm not hungry anymore and i'm so tired I don't know if ican sleep but i feel fucked up like the waking dead. rah.
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(i long for connection)
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2:16 am
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12:40 am
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Thursday, February 21st, 2002
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11:10 pm
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In spanish, "cicatrizar" means "to heal," and "cicatriz" means scar...but if you think of it another way cicatriz could also mean healing. So maybe it isnt' a mark of what's wrong, but instead of what's better.
And in that note, I twisted the shit out of my ankle in self-defense.
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(i long for connection)
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Tuesday, February 19th, 2002
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2:05 pm
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"The nature of the universe is such that ends can never justify the means. On the contrary, the means always determine the end."
-- Aldous Huxley
There's this other quote in _The Fifth Sacred Thing_ by Starhawk that say something like that....something like the means determinining the end. Anyhow. I don't know what to think about that. I'll figure it out, though.
Off to edit the happy paper about the justification of imperialism and unjust power through religious propaganda. yay.
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(i long for connection)
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12:14 am
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Alii, Anna, Doug, Mike and I mock the evil pseudoguacamole from a tub. (Therefore) Alii and I go to safeway and buy avacados.
Come back and make real guacamole with baby limes.
Sometimes I think it's bad that I can't ever get away from school because school is home and the only difference between the place where I sleep and the place where I go to school is a blue bridge.
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(i long for connection)
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Monday, February 18th, 2002
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10:58 pm
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Fuck Yeah. 100 pages of Tacitus up yo ass for Wednesday. Plus I finished my astrophysics problem set. Huzzah.
Now I must revise my essay for Hum.
Ahhhhh. Going crazy! Yea!!!
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(i long for connection)
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1:22 pm
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Sunday, February 17th, 2002
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2:55 pm
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12:22 am
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The fact that I go to bed earlier on weekends than on weekdays only proves how absoultely inverted my life is.
Went to a fun barn dance, though. Now my feet hurt from dancing like a fool for hours. I wish I knew how to dance, for real.
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(i long for connection)
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