I’M GRUMPY!!! I don’t know what’s making me more grumpy….the fact that I only got 3 hours of sleep last night….the fact that I’m at that point in the month where I’ve reached my highest potential for grumpiness…..Or maybe it’s because you’re still breathing!
Actually….I’m not feeling quite so crabby suddenly…..maybe it is the hormones….now I’m just tired….and no…I don’t really want you to stop breating. After all…who else would read my journals?
Okay so I just got an e-mail from my silly friends in Spain. They would like me to participate in a chain-e-mail where with every link to the chain, one EURO is sent to Guatemala to help fight lepracy. First of all….I know 2 whole people in the U.S who know how to say “lepracy” in Spanish…and I don’t have their e-mail address. Second, I don’t like chain letters…especially stupid ones that play on the hyper-active emotions of the gullible. I relish in breaking them…even more so when doing as such will inevitibly damn me too hell, 7 years of bad luck, or render me impotent (Thank goodness I’m female.) The third point have against this particular chain letter is that I don’t like lepers and I feel they got what they deserved.
I love my spanish friends…they mean well. A couple of months ago they e-mailed me a serious petition against a japanese company that was allegedly bottleing kittens and selling them to Americans. Here is the web address they sent me to the site that advertises the atrosity. http://www.bonsaikitten.com/ It’s really funny and I hope you all take a moment to look at it. I promptly e-mailed my friends back and explained to them that it was all a hoax for the sake of humor. In retrospect I wish that I would have written something more on the order of, “Yeah, aren’t these bonzai kittens neat? I’ve got the whole set!”
Today I’ve finally changed my stupid Culture Connections grade from an incomplete to a Pass. For those who don’t know I took a one credit pass/fail class last semester that filled no more requirements for me than to be in University Scholars. Just for background information: I think that University Scholors is stupid and I am not proud to be in a program that recognizes me for something as superficial as my GPA. I only agreed to join so I could register for my classes early and possibly for the sake of credibility. In all reality I had planned to drop out of the program long ago and I’m surprised that I’m still in it. Anyhow, in this class I needed to attend 6 university events and write six 3-4 page papers on them. That sucks…I hate writing papers…so of course I completed them in the most half-assed manner that I believed a meaningless 1-credit pass/fail course such as this one deserved. The professor then made me re-write 3 out of six of them. That sucked. But I’ve got the damn thing over with now so I’m happy….and now I can concentrate my efforts on bitching about something new! For example….the stupid speech I have to give tomorrow! Speaking of which, I’d better get to work on.
I’d like to send out a special thanks to the people that are actually reading this! Sarah Quade even left me a message yesterday! That made my day!
Okay….I would first like to begin with a sincere appology to all of my beloved journal fans out there that have been eagerly awaiting my next entry. I just sort of automatically assumed that if I was too busy to write in my own journal, then surely everyone else would be too busy to read it. Well….I hope I can make it worth the wait. So…it’s been about 4 months or so since the last time I’ve written…and I guess that alot has happened since then….as is generally the case when any number of months slip by seemingly without notice. At any rate, I don’t feel like catching up so don’t expect me to. My sister came home from Haiti for the holidays and it was absolutely wonderful to see her again. We did all sorts of great stuff like went shopping, got our hair done, baked cookies, saw “A Christmas Carol” at the Weidner Center, visited friends….all sorts of stuff. We even went out to the gay bars with a few close and very homosexual friends. That was an experience in itself. I even got hit on! I’m still flattered about that……nice lady. I just calmly explained my sexual orientation and she was a really good sport about it. But then before I knew it my sister was flying back to Haiti and I was on the road back to Oshkosh. I still envy her for being able to leave the country….even if that country *is* the armpit of the western hemisphere. I want desperately to leave….I see so many things that really disgust me about this culture. Eh well….such is life. So yeah…I came back and got registered for a speech class…only to discover that I’m not a natural public speaker. Imagine that. Granted I’m sure this class will do alot to help me out with organizing my ideas for presentation and whatnot. Eh well….it’ll be over in two more weeks. Relatively quick and painless…..like a band-aid….or getting your bikini line waxed. Anyhow, I’ve just spent the entire weekend screwing around with friends! Yay! What a great way to spend a weekend! And to think….I had all these terrible notions of being productive. Bah…productivity is way over-rated. On Friday night I went out with my peeps, D.J., Quade, Bubs, and Justin. We had fun! I got my ass kicked at darts and foozeball but I still had fun…and isn’t that all that matters? I fell down, too…and I guess that was fun in and of it’s own right. (What’s so damn funny about falling down, anyway?) At any rate, I’m wearing my skinned and bruised knees like badges. It was lots of fun to laugh my humiliation off with my the *support* of my friends. (o)(o) I went to Wingers on Saturday for dinner with Danyelle, DJ, Bubs, and Quade….got my ass kicked at darts….loved every moment of it. Then I hung out with residents and later I hung out with Jason Kemp for a bit. Today I’ve been trying to be productive….I did some research and wrote a paper…I guess that’s something. That’s about all I’ve got to say, kids. Just….keep your nose clean and don’t let anyone give you any wooden nickles!
Hello and good morning! I got up early this morning….at 7:00 a.m., to be exact….on a freaking Sunday! Damn my stupid circadian rhythms! I’d love once to just wallow in bed for a few hours on a lazy weekend morning….But no! My internal alarm clock wakes me! Or it could be the brilliant rays of sun that enter my window every morning without fail! Whatever.
I didn’t sleep well last night either. I’m not prone to insomnia…I actually think it was the enormous iced latte I had at about 7pm….that probably wasn’t the best idea in the world. I did, however, enjoy the mean caffine buz I got off the drink. During the height of my buz I finished one of my assignments in frenzy of pencil strokes. I had to make 15 thumbnail sketches of a banana….and boy did I ever get worked up about that damn banana. Who’d have thought that a stupid piece of fruit could be so interesting. Well…my sketches turned out beautifully and I spent the rest of my evening all torqued up on caffine and with nowhere to go.
I ultimately ended up hanging out with Timmay B. and Rob in N. Scott. I basically sat and watched them play video games….something that is completely foreign to me…but was interesting to say the least. I cannot get over how some video game fanatics devote hours upon hours of time and effort into reaching some meaningless goal(meaningless to me, anyway)only to start the whole process over again after conquering whichever fictional bad guy had plagued them in the previous level. Eh….whatever turns ‘em on.
Anyhow…with all my extra time this morning I decided to go for a jog. I’ve really taken quite a likeing to it…which I suppose is a good thing because I really do need the excercise. I’ve lost alot of weight since last December and I’m paranoid I’m going to gain it all back. But the weird thing…is that my skin is getting loose. I’m freaking out that I might begin sagging prematurely if I continue loosing weight.
Anyhow…this is enough for today’s entry. I don’t know how I feel about this whole online journal thing…..we’ll see how it goes.
Well…here I go with another attempt at beginning a journal. I’ve never done the online journal thing before. Eat your heart out Doogie Howser! Maybe this will be more successful than other’s that I’ve begun.
At any rate…today hasn’t really been the most eventful day in the world. What I did was waste alot of time….I’m good at that. At least I had alot of fun doing it! This journal is, in fact, yet another device with which I can waste time.
…..Ohmygosh….I’ve got writer’s block……..this is terrible. People don’t get writer’s block when they write in jounals! A jounal is a tool to organize one’s thoughts, process them, and ultimately become a better person for having done it. Maybe this just means I leave little or no room for improvement….or I’m just not capable of rational thought. At any rate…I think I should just leave well enough alone and end this entry while I’m ahead. I’d like to appologise to all who have had the misfortune of having read this. Maybe tomorrow’s entry will be better.
Don’t let the title fool you…my journal is a personal account of the mundane events that punctuate the monotony of my existance. Here, you will find no sex, lies, nor intrigue. I have no personal vendettas….I wish nobody any harm. I’m content with my my life and its frivlous and trivial nature…but I suppose that’s all relative because it is all very excitng to me. See it as you may.