Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Hallelujah!
This brief interlude to say that sometime between 8:30 and 10:30 this morning, while I went back to bed after eating oatmeal way too early for comfort, my amazing father gave my computer a talking-to and I can now both read and post to my blog from my computer.
Monday, December 11, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Hola Mi Amigos!
I've really enjoyed this past week or so, even though it was tainted by having a nasty cold for the majority of the week. The cold has pretty much gone and left a lingering cough in its place, and I chalk up the quickness of the cold's retreat to zinc.
Zinc! I praise thee and thy strangely good-tasting orange flavor. The best part is that because I got the tablet kind and not the nose-spray kind, I didn't lose my sense of smell, as I've heard is possible with zinc nose spray.
Tonight was date night, and we made a lovely dinner of ham and mashed potatoes and green beans and time-pressed rolls that were delicious, and homemade peanut brittle and also some brownies. I rather like doing date night- it's always very friendly, and I just realized it's kind of a grown-up thing to do. Dinner party with civilized conversation and ham, you know. Well, until Roommate X's boyfriend started dancing. I guess it seems more civilized and grown-up because we're all generally still in our Sunday clothes. After dinner we trooped up to the north side of town to see the live nativity scene put on by the church. It was fun to go as a big group and bring my very long blanket to share with my four closest friends, sitting outside in the (relative) cold night air. We played a Mannheim Steamroller cd on the way back home, and played cards for awhile.
Tomorrow I get to help cement details of Hunca Munca's bridal shower this week, doing things like buying blue crepe paper and cutting out snowflakes to decorate the house, making sure people know where and when it is, etc. I'm looking forward to it, and have already purchased four bottles of Martinelli's. I love Martinelli's almost as much as I love parties. Perhaps more.
Zinc! I praise thee and thy strangely good-tasting orange flavor. The best part is that because I got the tablet kind and not the nose-spray kind, I didn't lose my sense of smell, as I've heard is possible with zinc nose spray.
Tonight was date night, and we made a lovely dinner of ham and mashed potatoes and green beans and time-pressed rolls that were delicious, and homemade peanut brittle and also some brownies. I rather like doing date night- it's always very friendly, and I just realized it's kind of a grown-up thing to do. Dinner party with civilized conversation and ham, you know. Well, until Roommate X's boyfriend started dancing. I guess it seems more civilized and grown-up because we're all generally still in our Sunday clothes. After dinner we trooped up to the north side of town to see the live nativity scene put on by the church. It was fun to go as a big group and bring my very long blanket to share with my four closest friends, sitting outside in the (relative) cold night air. We played a Mannheim Steamroller cd on the way back home, and played cards for awhile.
Tomorrow I get to help cement details of Hunca Munca's bridal shower this week, doing things like buying blue crepe paper and cutting out snowflakes to decorate the house, making sure people know where and when it is, etc. I'm looking forward to it, and have already purchased four bottles of Martinelli's. I love Martinelli's almost as much as I love parties. Perhaps more.
Monday, December 4, 2006
Could it be possible?
I've found something that makes me feel antagonistic toward one of my four favorite roommates. This thing? Politics.
Up until now, I've never really had any kind of problem with any roommate ever. As in, like, I have never felt in opposition to anything they have said or done, ever (except for that one time when I almost murdered my roommate because she beat me at a movie trivia game?). This is in accordance with the incredible patience that spontaneously sprouted from my heart when I moved from home.
Back to the point at hand, though. Somehow, I've realized that I really do have pretty firm opinions about politics and government, and I've come to understand that idea of how you're not supposed to talk politics with friends. Because, a sociological perspective of politics and government is very different from a... lawyerly perspective. Except I think her perspective is also a little different from the more common lawyer's perspective. In any case, we disagree, and since she has a stronger personality than me, and is better at asserting her opinion, she always comes out seeming smarter and more credible than me. This makes me very upset, because I know that my opinion is just as credible and sensible as hers is, but she never seems to see my point, and then I think unChristian thoughts about her, like thinking that she is stubborn and wrong.
I must needs learn to be less upsettable and less emotionally involved in such discussions.
Up until now, I've never really had any kind of problem with any roommate ever. As in, like, I have never felt in opposition to anything they have said or done, ever (except for that one time when I almost murdered my roommate because she beat me at a movie trivia game?). This is in accordance with the incredible patience that spontaneously sprouted from my heart when I moved from home.
Back to the point at hand, though. Somehow, I've realized that I really do have pretty firm opinions about politics and government, and I've come to understand that idea of how you're not supposed to talk politics with friends. Because, a sociological perspective of politics and government is very different from a... lawyerly perspective. Except I think her perspective is also a little different from the more common lawyer's perspective. In any case, we disagree, and since she has a stronger personality than me, and is better at asserting her opinion, she always comes out seeming smarter and more credible than me. This makes me very upset, because I know that my opinion is just as credible and sensible as hers is, but she never seems to see my point, and then I think unChristian thoughts about her, like thinking that she is stubborn and wrong.
I must needs learn to be less upsettable and less emotionally involved in such discussions.
Saturday, December 2, 2006
December: the new November
Last night was a good night. Not only did I get to be all prettied up and eat a fancy dinner and dance with my friends, but I saw somebody that I haven't seen for awhile, and wasn't expecting to see. It made me happy, and we got to talk a little bit about this and that. I very much enjoyed myself. Great way to spend the last friday before finals start, I'd say.
Speaking of December (real smooth there, wasn't I?), I'm thinking maybe I'll include in every post this month something I'd like to have in my life. You know, for all those people who want desperately to buy me something for Christmas, but aren't sure what to get. Here you go,another gift idea.
Speaking of December (real smooth there, wasn't I?), I'm thinking maybe I'll include in every post this month something I'd like to have in my life. You know, for all those people who want desperately to buy me something for Christmas, but aren't sure what to get. Here you go,another gift idea.
Friday, December 1, 2006
Two posts in one day! Too bad it isn't November anymore.
Today, while walking around campus for work, delivering mail, I saw the following individuals;
1. A cute little girl, running around, playing on the mall and being precocious.
2. Some guy sitting outside the student union, eating McDonald's, with about a hundred little brown birds sitting all around him on the ground, on the other chairs at the table, and even on the table itself, about a foot away from his food. I don't know if he's like some bird whisperer, or if maybe he was feeding them crumbs, or if the birds just went crazy en masse, but it was a noteworthy scene that I wish I had had my camera for.
3. Santa Claus. He took a picture with a bunch of sorority girls, then continued on his jolly way.
1. A cute little girl, running around, playing on the mall and being precocious.
2. Some guy sitting outside the student union, eating McDonald's, with about a hundred little brown birds sitting all around him on the ground, on the other chairs at the table, and even on the table itself, about a foot away from his food. I don't know if he's like some bird whisperer, or if maybe he was feeding them crumbs, or if the birds just went crazy en masse, but it was a noteworthy scene that I wish I had had my camera for.
3. Santa Claus. He took a picture with a bunch of sorority girls, then continued on his jolly way.
Happy December, Yo
I just realized that my first final is only four days away.
Where has the time gone! I really enjoy the middle of the semester, cause it's just the plugging away part, you don't have to immediately worry about your grades, because you still have more to do. The end of the semester may be fun because you get many days of nothing, with one or two days of high stress, but I find it a little disorienting. Like, who am I? Who is this person who has to write exams? Who is this person who's lying around the house at weird hours of the day because she has nothing better to do?
Vacation time is pretty disconcerting. Except Christmas is nice, because you get to eat cookies and obtain gifts from people. Gifts like these, for instance. Or perhaps this.
Where has the time gone! I really enjoy the middle of the semester, cause it's just the plugging away part, you don't have to immediately worry about your grades, because you still have more to do. The end of the semester may be fun because you get many days of nothing, with one or two days of high stress, but I find it a little disorienting. Like, who am I? Who is this person who has to write exams? Who is this person who's lying around the house at weird hours of the day because she has nothing better to do?
Vacation time is pretty disconcerting. Except Christmas is nice, because you get to eat cookies and obtain gifts from people. Gifts like these, for instance. Or perhaps this.
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