Later that day
"It'sboring for me to hear my voice for one hour twenty minutes; it must be boring for you guys, too." -Sevda Numanbayraktaroglu, my SOSC professor, 04/13/2004
Okay, so I found one un-uploaded notebook with poetry in it, but it's not the one I was looking for, which is bothersome. It's mostly poems pertaining to Amanda, but there's a few others as well, and I'll be uploading them all in any case. Maybe the one I seek is already up there, and I'm just missing it somehow. It's called "Another Dead Carnation". Has anyone seen it?
I really should start studying for that Bio exam now.
Wednesday
"I love you without pants." -Courtney Douglas, 03/06/2004
Hoorah! I finally put the rest of the poetry from Truly Spicy Chicken up and listed them in the Poetry Index. Go check it out.
It's come to my attention that some poems are missing, possibly a whole notebook which I forgot to upload. I'll look into it.
Don't you hate it when you have to cut off a good, serious conversation because your roommate has to get up before six am?
Tuesday, Fourth Week
"I don't even know who Peter is and I doubt he sports a bath robe as well as you." -Jolyon, 04/20/2004
I've been meaning to post since two Mondays ago. I've forgotten most of all that, just like everything else lately has been popping out of my mind under the stress of doing all the urgent things I have on my plate.
Mary Moon will outlive all the septuagenarians.
Anyway, you know how a backhanded compliment is actually insulting? I think I received a backhanded insult that Monday.
The Province V Spring Retreat was lots of fun; I'm wearing the shirt even now. Met lots of cool people, had a chance to hang with some I already knew.
And it's so cold in Ohio, I think about it every time we roam; I knew I never should have left my home, and she's so sweet, she's so sweet, until I say hello.
Wednesday, Second Week
"It's not American; I don't know how it works." -Marie Justine Bell, 04/07/2004
This is the beginning of the end.
This is the beginning of a beginning.
So I had a pretty crazy night last night. I'll relate it speed-style: Went concert. No ID. Came back, grabbed ID, went back. Missed Starlister, also P1XEL. Made me sad. Saw Dig for Fire, were alright. Saw Health & Beauty, were alright, not as good as hoped. Still adore Sara, though. Awesome voice. Metra seems cool building, stupid rules (No re-entry? No mosh? The shaft?). Clark's, veggie burger good. Red line, met Lorange's friend Matt, his pals, random drunk kid from Forest Park. Hoggle. Pierce. Met an abundance of Ians. Good deal. Fun times. We love you, Ronald. We love you so much! Put many things in mouth (pica?), came homeat five-thirty, went to sleep at six, got up at eight. Raah.
First IM soccer game this afternoon, we lost 4-0 to Compton. To Compton! I don't know if can show my face up there for a few weeks. My first time reffing, too, and that was alright. Dinner was vegan yummy, and then I came home. Now I must do Latin, SOSC reading.
If I got enough prospies and tied them together, do you think I could make a raft?
Palm Sunday
"Gender equality is not really a part of the essence of ninj.... ivity." 04/04/2004
I feel that was justified by the fact that it's the best thing I've said all year. Patrick and I were re-hashing the Pirate vs. Ninja debate. I fear it will never have a satisfactory conclusion, much like there was never a definitive answer to Matt's and my "Car vs. bike while escaping Mongol horde in semi-urban environment" debate. Granted, I have to concede that "Ninjas of the Carribean" would be far cooler than "Teenage Mutant Pirate Turtles", but that doesn't at all deal with the matter at hand. Therefore, Patrick, I defy you to give me six unassailable points demonstrating ninja superiority. Should you be able to do so, I will drop my arguments and even compose a little "Ninjas Beat the Pirates" ditty. And no, the flying thing won't work.
A curiousity: Persons with vision impairments generally seem nervous about the idea of reinstituting natural selection.
Friday
"I love youly; I love youishly." -Robert Germany, 03/31/2004
So what's the best feeling of all? I'm going to have to agree with Soulcrate Music and say "The best part of all is the reflection in my brother's eyes: I know he's alive."
Fun hypothetical: What if Johnny Cash had been a rapper? I can so very much see 'J. Cash and his Cash Money Crew' rapping out "Don't Take Your Guns to Town" with a heavy backbeat. Tell a friend.
If wishes were horses, then beggars would eat a lot more horseflesh.
Thursday
"My mother is married to a man my father's age." - Jena, 03/31/2004
So, I just re-done the links page, and fiddled with some other stuff around the site to boot. Raah.
Yeah, I'm tired of using notepad now.
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