Month: October 2002

  • dwaber’s questions – because I think it’s a really cool idea….


    1.  Where do you hide? 


    in my apartment, typically in bed


    2.  What is your favorite color, and, what can you see right now that is that color?


    green, and sadly, nothing…i’m in lab and everything is dirty yellow white


    3.  Are there significant kisses in your life that you can remember?  How many off the top of your head?  Will you share one? 


    yes, there are…and three come to mind but I don’t particularly want to share any, I kinda like holding them in my head 


    4.  If you could have one thing back from your childhood, what would it be?


    the ability to amuse myself with simple objects for hours


    5.  What is unforgivable?


    purposely harming someone


    6.  Can you recall a situation when a color made you smile?


    color, not really, I’m female and as is typically, I’m less visually oriented than males


    7.  What is the most wonderful gift you ever gave?


    that’s a hard question, it would be easier to ask my friends that I’ve given gifts to…but I plan to give my little sister what I think is a wonderful gift…instead of buying her a christmas present myself, I plan to go home and pick her up and bring her to my apartment in columbus and spend a week or so with her and take her shopping to pick out her own present


    8.  What is the most wonderful gift you ever received?


    Java.


    9.  If you were a comic book superhero, what would your super power be?


    is this a choice or what we think we’d have to have by default? by choice I’d fly without a doubt, by default I’d probably be invisible


    10.  What is your favorite poem, and why?


    Ah, snug lie those that slumber
    Beneath Conviction’s roof.
    Their floors are sturdy lumber,
    Their windows weatherproof.
    But I sleep cold forever
    And cold sleep all my kind,
    For I was born to shiver
    In the draft from an open mind.
    -
    Phyllis McGinley


    why is it my favorite? simply because it expresses in a few lines a very big belief I have in life…that thinking too much and having an open mind isn’t always comfortable, comforting or happy…

  • my computer is going home! sweet home wisconsin.


    apparently the cheeseheads make good computers?


    I have an urge lately to drink so much that I throw up or get laid.


    this is a bad urge.

  • so today, I will ship the computer to it’s home…to the doctor of computers or whatever they might be…I’m told that it appears that I have cracked a chip or my motherboard. *shrug* apparently I have this miraculous skill to break computers with a wave of my hand…


    stupid things


    as a positive, I now own a brandnew cd player with remote, a ceramic heater (to save money on natural gas) and all kinds of other stuff, and it was free. Free! I like free.


    random note of the day: supposedly, the average human “passes gas” 15 to 20 times a day; my mother and my little sister counted theirs for four days…their record was 9 in one day. Apparently, there are some very gaseous people out there bringing the average up.

  • rode the campus bus today, I was feeling lazy…


    two conversations that I overheard stand out strongly in my head:


    girl#1 to friend: “Michael Bolton kicks ass….didn’t you ever watch Saved by the Bell? He like sang the song for Zach and Kelly after prom when they broke up? You know, the one Slater and Jessie were dancing too?”


    (I’m appalled not only at this girl’s musical selection and entertainment choices but by the fact that I know exactly who she is talking about and I’ve probably seen the episode)


    the second was a girl on a cellphone talking about being held up at gunpoint. nothing spectacular there I guess, I understand the neighborhood (it was close to mine) is a bad neighborhood, what I don’t understand is her refusing to press charges. She said she would go in and do a line up, and ID the man. But she would not press charges because he “might know where she lives”.


    now, I understand being afraid. I understand hating to walk/drive in bad neighborhoods, but if you KNOW for a fact that there is a bad person, someone who has done bad things running loose in it, and you don’t do anything about it, you refuse to press charges…what does that make you? you let that person hurt other people…am I being overly judgemental here? or is this a valid angry making event?


    also…I miss Buffy. I miss Buffy a lot. With my computer dead, I have no DVD player and thus no Buffy seasons 1 and 2 on DVD. <sigh> It’s enough to make me want to cry.

  • so hungry….want to eat food…


    but supposedly, i will receive free pizza tonight…god I hope so I need pizza…

  • so the last time i went home i went to the pioneer festival, little festival that’s all, well, pioneer-y…the best thing about it was the deep-fried oreos…mmmmmmm….deep-friend oreos…


    but i was there at one point in time, with my friend Amy and her 2 1/2 year old, Wendy and her 9 month old and my sister Karen and her 4 month old baby….


    Karen asked me if i felt “left out” because I didn’t have a baby to push in a stroller…


    my mind pushed out…thinking about that, the sweetness of little arms around your neck, baby kisses and snuggles, the scent of a warm little body, giggles and tickling…


    and then thinking of diapers, and diaper bags, screaming children, stretch marks, and ‘roids, being a single mom (like one of them was/is), babysitting, school, college, money, doctors, candy in hair and on my car, fingerprints and fingers in everything…


    then I smiled…”nope, nope i’m not feeling left out at all”

  • so i’m in OSU’s computer lab
    my first time, you know


    they have a bizarre new policy…each student is only allowed to print of 100 pages per quarter (ecologically sort of sound but not entirely so)…
    but to do so, we have to swipe our IDs in the computer that is hooked up to the printer….


    like credit cards


    only for printing

  • no luck, no luck…
    computer help not withstanding,
    i’m still fucked…

    at least the computer is under warrenty…
    but what about the rest of my life?

  • so…good morning to me…


    i got up i checked my email


    and then


    then it happened


    my 5 week old computer


    it … it did something


    it won’t turn on


    at all


    i wiggled wires, i checked connections


    nothing has worked


    AHHHHH!


    i haven’t even paid for it yet and it’s already broken?!!?!


    here’s hoping…called the computer-fixing uncle, and theoretically it could be functioning sometime soon if i can figure out what the hell went wrong!


    this would suck so much except that i have to get up at 630am tomorrow, i have PMS, the weather is miserable and rainy and on yeah, i’m still short that pesky $378 for my stipend….


    <sigh>
    this is the bottom, this is the bottom, things can only go up from here….


    right?

  • I’m Standing on a bridge
    I’m waitin in the dark
    I thought that you’d be here by now
    Theres nothing but the rain
    No footsteps on the ground
    I’m listening but theres no sound

    Isn’t anyone tryin to find me?
    Won’t somebody come take me home
    It’s a damn cold night
    Trying to figure out this life
    Wont you take me by the hand
    take me somewhere new
    I dont know who you are
    but I… I’m with you
    I’m with you

    im looking for a place
    searching for a face
    is anybody here i know
    cause nothings going right
    and everythigns a mess
    and no one likes to be alone

    Isn’t anyone tryin to find me?
    Won’t somebody come take me home
    It’s a damn cold night
    Trying to figure out this life
    Wont you take me by the hand
    take me somewhere new
    I dont know who you are
    but I… I’m with you
    I’m with you

    oh why is everything so confusing
    maybe I’m just out of my mind
    yea yea yea

    It’s a damn cold night
    Trying to figure out this life
    Wont you take me by the hand
    take me somewhere new
    I dont know who you are
    but I… I’m with you
    I’m with you

    Take me by the hand
    take me somewhere new
    I dont know who you are
    but I… I’m with you
    I’m with you

    Take me by the hand
    take me somewhere new
    I dont know who you are
    but I… I’m with you
    I’m with you
    I’m with you…


    Avril Lavigne – “I’m With You”