Last night was fun, never had that many people in my house before!
Good times...
25 December 2005
23 December 2005
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19 December 2005
holiday hell
Phew. Got most of the holiday hellishness done today, but tonight will be filled with printing up greeting cards, addressing envelopes, printing out photographs and figuring out shit gifts for people, who's priority and who's not. I HATE this gift-giving responsibility CRAP. At least it's not such a big deal with my family, and the pressure is mostly from my brother because he likes the conventional shite, and found some knicknacks for the roomies' stockings. That's all that matters, spending time with the loved ones on the days that we, because it says so on the calendar, ought to be together. Whatever. Fucking headache, again, damn barometric pressure. Even if I do take shit before I go to bed, I still have a headache. I took 4 fucking Aleves today, and I STILL FEEL IT. God. All I want is for this SHIT to STOP. Gee, I'm not pissed! Fucking doctors. Evil bitches won't know what's wrong with me anyway. Fuckkit.
Anyway, besides the bad mood, I do hope this weather clears up sometime this week so that I can go ice skating with Jefe and his dad, if they're into it. That'd be a cool thing to do with him.
Sigh.
Anyway, besides the bad mood, I do hope this weather clears up sometime this week so that I can go ice skating with Jefe and his dad, if they're into it. That'd be a cool thing to do with him.
Sigh.
14 December 2005
neo yuppie scumbags
hahaahahaaaa
It just got me thinking about the whole Christmas thing, how I've had it almost all of my life, or the holiday itself is impossible to not be around in some way shape or form, even if I wanted to just embrace my bad-jew self and solely celebrate eight days of lights instead of one day of lights and trees and pesticides and cookies and presents and fat guys in hideous red outfits and chicks with tits. Nothing wrong with any of that, it just always posed a problem when I was young, half the kids in school handing out only Christmas elephant presents to each other, maybe if I had a cool teacher she'd mention something about Channukah, but still... I almost had to pretend that part of my life didn't matter in any other circle of life, just my own little secret. Ha, you only get one day and I get eight, I used to think... Now, I come to terms with both days. Christmas eve would be so boring had we not always walked the old neighborhood and sung religiously tainted songs around the luminarias, helped old Ray lay out the faralitos downtown. I love it. I have to do it for our house this year. All in all, it's a time of year that means a lot, and this year it'll be even better than others, or unique in its own, I'm ecstatic that I got to change my flight to spend it with J, I was going to cry the whole time walking around downtown wishing he were there to see it all with me, hold my frozen hand- but now I can have eight days of lights with the family in CO instead, and actually get to have the best of both worlds...
Yes!
It just got me thinking about the whole Christmas thing, how I've had it almost all of my life, or the holiday itself is impossible to not be around in some way shape or form, even if I wanted to just embrace my bad-jew self and solely celebrate eight days of lights instead of one day of lights and trees and pesticides and cookies and presents and fat guys in hideous red outfits and chicks with tits. Nothing wrong with any of that, it just always posed a problem when I was young, half the kids in school handing out only Christmas elephant presents to each other, maybe if I had a cool teacher she'd mention something about Channukah, but still... I almost had to pretend that part of my life didn't matter in any other circle of life, just my own little secret. Ha, you only get one day and I get eight, I used to think... Now, I come to terms with both days. Christmas eve would be so boring had we not always walked the old neighborhood and sung religiously tainted songs around the luminarias, helped old Ray lay out the faralitos downtown. I love it. I have to do it for our house this year. All in all, it's a time of year that means a lot, and this year it'll be even better than others, or unique in its own, I'm ecstatic that I got to change my flight to spend it with J, I was going to cry the whole time walking around downtown wishing he were there to see it all with me, hold my frozen hand- but now I can have eight days of lights with the family in CO instead, and actually get to have the best of both worlds...
Yes!
13 December 2005
halfway there
I took my Psych final today, finished my English paper, and just have to write up some extra credit and take my Astro final on Friday. Then, I'm free! Feels good. It's cold. (rather, I'm cold...)
Head hurts, as usual.
This is cool though. I keep getting badded on tmbo.org. Oh well.
And, I'm for sure not going to follow through on Folawole's shite. Not my business. Not my problem. He can figure it out. She's not allowed to flunk him for discrimination or whatever reasons. It's his choice whether to turn in his final for the semester and the drama is a whole separate matter.
Sigh. Freakin' headaches. Damn. So I'm going to drive to TJ's and replace all of Josh's food I ate. What a nice sister. Gee.
Mm, salad sounds good, haven't had one in ages.
Next semester is going to be hell. I'm going to tackle it with a different procedure though. One with more library time, less stressing, less bullshit and more focusing. Yeah, that's right. Yea.
Head hurts, as usual.
This is cool though. I keep getting badded on tmbo.org. Oh well.
And, I'm for sure not going to follow through on Folawole's shite. Not my business. Not my problem. He can figure it out. She's not allowed to flunk him for discrimination or whatever reasons. It's his choice whether to turn in his final for the semester and the drama is a whole separate matter.
Sigh. Freakin' headaches. Damn. So I'm going to drive to TJ's and replace all of Josh's food I ate. What a nice sister. Gee.
Mm, salad sounds good, haven't had one in ages.
Next semester is going to be hell. I'm going to tackle it with a different procedure though. One with more library time, less stressing, less bullshit and more focusing. Yeah, that's right. Yea.
06 December 2005
slideshow
here's some photos from my mom's trip to cambodia:
I didn't take them. Vasna did.
I want to go.
I didn't take them. Vasna did.
I want to go.
03 December 2005
something's fishy
uh...
Why are the guys who are building the fence on the side of my house staring into my truck like something cute is sleeping inside of it? They're all taking turns gazing into the driver side window and talking about something... wierdos. There's nothing interesting about the interior of my truck... It's pretty wierd seeing all kinds of guys standing around our back yard looking at our messes on their lunch break. Geez...
Anyway it's Saturday and it's half as windy as it was yesterday, and the sun's actually out, so I'm going to take Eager Edgar out for a spin, a short one for a brain break, then I'll come back and finish the paper for astronomy...
What else is wierd is a year ago, a motorcyclist was racing a porsche in flordia, and being followed by a state trooper, whose tire blew and he lost control and died. Now the motorcyclist is sentenced 30 years because of it. And he didn't even know the trooper was following, let alone did he have anything real to do with his death, other than racing a porsche. Link: Local 6 story
The thing I'm [Pat Campbell] having trouble with is the aggravated manslaughter and vehicular homicide charges. Williams didn't kill Trooper Haywood. He didn't run him off the road. A tire blow out at high speeds caused the trooper's car to crash. How do you hold Williams responsible for the actions of the officer? Trooper Haywood made a conscious decision to pursue the motorcycle in clear violation of his own departments pursuit policy. The only time the FHP can give pursuit is in a case involving a forcible felony. Trooper Haywood made a bad judgment call he put himself and fellow motorist at risk, sadly it cost him his life. The better option was to let a helicopter follow the cyclist. These charges fly in the face of personal responsibility how do you hold one man responsible for the decision and actions of another?
And, a cat stowed away on a plane and made it 3 weeks in a box of paper.
Why are the guys who are building the fence on the side of my house staring into my truck like something cute is sleeping inside of it? They're all taking turns gazing into the driver side window and talking about something... wierdos. There's nothing interesting about the interior of my truck... It's pretty wierd seeing all kinds of guys standing around our back yard looking at our messes on their lunch break. Geez...
Anyway it's Saturday and it's half as windy as it was yesterday, and the sun's actually out, so I'm going to take Eager Edgar out for a spin, a short one for a brain break, then I'll come back and finish the paper for astronomy...
What else is wierd is a year ago, a motorcyclist was racing a porsche in flordia, and being followed by a state trooper, whose tire blew and he lost control and died. Now the motorcyclist is sentenced 30 years because of it. And he didn't even know the trooper was following, let alone did he have anything real to do with his death, other than racing a porsche. Link: Local 6 story
The thing I'm [Pat Campbell] having trouble with is the aggravated manslaughter and vehicular homicide charges. Williams didn't kill Trooper Haywood. He didn't run him off the road. A tire blow out at high speeds caused the trooper's car to crash. How do you hold Williams responsible for the actions of the officer? Trooper Haywood made a conscious decision to pursue the motorcycle in clear violation of his own departments pursuit policy. The only time the FHP can give pursuit is in a case involving a forcible felony. Trooper Haywood made a bad judgment call he put himself and fellow motorist at risk, sadly it cost him his life. The better option was to let a helicopter follow the cyclist. These charges fly in the face of personal responsibility how do you hold one man responsible for the decision and actions of another?
And, a cat stowed away on a plane and made it 3 weeks in a box of paper.
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