Friday, February 28, 2003

actually got my math test back. and somehow, it says i got an A, and the second highest grade in the class. but like, it says 68/78, yet if i am not mistaken i missed closer to 20 points. and like, on one page that had to be worth 20 points, it says i got 23 1/2. i am sooo confused. yet... i'm not going to ask why. maybe i'll ask cherie to see her test... could he have just given everyone extra points? but he is an evil santa-man!

I am the number
I am friendly


what number are you?

this quiz by orsa

jonathan (little brother), ben and i are going to san francisco this afternoon. going to see the jealous sound and hang out with ben's friend matt, who we're staying with. woo hoo! road trip. havent done this since the good ol' secretly visiting irvine and not seeing my parents days.

Thursday, February 27, 2003

i look like a secretary. from the 1950's. (or a teacher)

library again.
this time its a two hour break.

my math teacher was supposed to grade my math test i took monday, but he hasnt done it yet. stink on mess. won't get it till "tommorow"

my cell phone died 10 minutes after i left home today. darnit! i should have charged it last night, but usually it lasts all day if it says 2 bars. and i was finally getting to talk to stephanie. hannah and ellie are teething away, and are starting to get some solid food. (rice cereal) they're advanced 4 month olds, you see.

comments are back! i missed hearing from ya'll.

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

i'm so lazy that instead of walking home for my four hour break, i'm going to hang at the library. so i'll end up being on this computer for about 45 minutes... then the choices are endless. they will probably end up as a combination of the following delights:
1. read a magazine in current periodicals
2. work on math homework in a comfy chair on the 2nd floor
3. nap under a study desk on the fifth floor
4. luuunch at tapangos, right outside de library
then.... exciting (ha) humanities class for 4-6. w00t.

matt's story about the guy at linnaea's remind me of another cool guy i've seen there. he is black, and was sitting there with a bible stories picture book that he was going to give to his neice. he went through the book, and carefully colored each jesus brown, and even gave samson dreadlocks. it was awesome. and evidently, the local church who accidentally has a stained glass window where jesus looks black is not alone in the black jesusness. there are whole websites devoted to the idea of jesus being african. cool. i give black jesus a thumbs up.

Tuesday, February 25, 2003

i shouldnt say what carolyn said she'd put on her snowman, cause shes DIRTY

Monday, February 24, 2003

why i put the toilet paper in the holder right and you do not:

toilet paper is properly placed in the whirly-thing if the paper emerges from the top of the roll and cascades down over the roll's front. improper placement involves the paper coming out from behind the roll. the virtues of the front-exiting method are obvious, especially in dirty-public-restroom settings. you see, when the paper comes out from behind, it more easily touches the wall or the portion of dirty-public-restroom metal-tp-holder directly below the roll. also, it is harder to find the end of the roll, because the hand motions involved are less natural

i'm glad my roomates generally do it the right way. otherwise i'd be pissed.

i'm off to harloe elementary, to read a book about road workers and teach the 2nd graders how to write sentences with lists in them. ay!

later addition to the above- WHY didnt the teacher tell me that one of the little boys in my group was autistic? it kinda would have helped to know that i wasnt supposed to ask him any questions or to participate

Sunday, February 23, 2003

i wouldnt want to work in a hot dog factory. in fact, i wouldnt want to work in the meat busuenesssssssssss ahh cant spell

Saturday, February 22, 2003

roomate #3 likes to mess with my shower times. like, i might have class in an hour and want to take a shower, but she gets her way and takes hers first even though she has no classes that day. (because she got ready for it a minute before me) or today... i really need a shower and she showed up at the apartment and immediately said she was going to take one. i just let her go first cause i could tell she was going to be a dork about the fact that i was about to take one myself.

Thursday, February 20, 2003

i am a lazy p00p, so i am dictating my post to ben. this way, i can read my b00k and bl0g at the same tim3!

i like the word "lush" in reference to people who drink too much alch-ohol. i don't think "luscious" works that way too... but... (or did she say "butt"? i never can tell... stupid homonyms!!!)

what are you writing, ben? ha ha ha umm... uh. mm-uhh... we looked at naked pictures in our class...

no, don't write that.

ok, ben, you can put a picture in now:

my stomach kept me awake last night. i either have a bit of food poisoning or my stomach just doesn't like me

Wednesday, February 19, 2003

i kept my roomate awake last night, cause evidently i was saying things like "thats poop!" and "don't do that!" in my sleep. she said i seemed to be commenting on things. must have been my disturbing dream...

Tuesday, February 18, 2003

i'm in love with this song

The King of Carrot Flowers Part One- Neutral Milk Hotel

When you were young
You were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

And your mom would stick a fork right into daddy's shoulder
And your dad would throw the garbage all across the floor
As we would lay and learn what each other's bodies were for

And this is the room
One afternoon I knew I could love you
And from above you how I sank into your soul
Into that secret place where no one dares to go

And your mom would sink until she was no longer speaking
And dad would dream of all the different ways to die
Each one a little more than he could dare to try

wow. my roomate carolyn is eating fruit salad with chocolate syrup on top because "sugar doesn't make it sweet enough."

Gidget1300: are you saying i'm bad, thomas?
Hobbes Q: no
Hobbes Q: just hot
Hobbes Q: ummm i mean
Gidget1300: oh my
Hobbes Q: i didnt say that
Gidget1300: no?
Hobbes Q: what i meant was
Hobbes Q: i get to go see TMBG again!!

why is it that i hate taking showers? i mean... its not that i hate being in the shower, i think it is more that i am annoyed at the time it takes. shaving your legs, and washing your hair... and then you get out and you're all cold. someone needs to invent a shower that like zaps the dirt off with blue light.

Monday, February 17, 2003

once upon a time
they lived happily ever after

Sunday, February 16, 2003

its 4.40 pm and i am sitting in a semi dark room in my underwear still. this is no good.

my room is devolving into a very worrying mess. i really really really want to find a little thing of medicine last seen a month ago, and i dont know where it is. also, i started thinking about how i have tax paperwork from three jobs and like 4 stocks strewn about too, and my parents are going to be needing those pretty soon. someone help me!

Friday, February 14, 2003

i like giving valentines. i even left a crocodile hunter valentine for our mail carrier. (i dont know if the girl mail-person or the boy mail-person came today, cause they alternate.) and i just drove around town leaving powerpuff girls and crocodile hunter valentines and hershey kisses in my friends mailboxes and on their tables. how fun is that?

when i was a kid, i used to sometimes have those dreams where you find yourself in a bathroom. as a hint to you all: don't pee because the toilet and the pee will not both be real

Thursday, February 13, 2003

hi. i'm ben. yes, the real ben.

sarah wanted me to tell you all that she's sick with influenza type a, so if she's not posting too much, that's why. of course, she beat me to the punch with her earlier post, but there isn't anything like a reiteration to make things better.

today has been a strange day. the clouds have gathered in a strange ritualistic dance over this town, and shaken the ground from which we make our sky.

this is not a good season for rain.

i have the flu!

Tuesday, February 11, 2003

we passed homeless man on our way to linnaea's for waffles. you dont really know where to look when you see him. do you say hi? do you just keep walking? we passed homeless man on our way back. we passed homeless man on our way to foster's for dinner 5 or 6 hours later. still sitting there, on a bench, holding a interesting looking cane. get a call at fosters that my brother is going to the ER cause he's really sick. we hurry home. this time homeless man is on the grass. i dont really look, i figure he's resting, and besides, we're practically running to ben's house, so we can hurry to the hospital.

at ER, i'm sitting next to my brother's bed when homeless man is brought in on a stretcher, wearing a neck brace. somebody must have seen him laying there and, unlike us, realized something was wrong and called 911. everybody talks too loud about whats wrong with patients at the ER. thats why i know that homeless man is a victim of shaken baby syndrome, because of some idiot (parent?) 50 years ago. so now he is brain damaged and homeless... so sad. they were saying he may have had a seizure, fallen off the bench, and hurt himself. life sucks sometimes

Monday, February 10, 2003

sorry i havent been posting lately. i been busy... but a good post is promised soon. ben just got here, and we're making pasta for dinner. and the harlem globetrotters bus has a giant burger king ad painted on it, bigger than the harlem globetrotters logo.

Saturday, February 08, 2003

went to orchesis (dance performance) with ben tonight. it was fun, except for the people in front of us came in late and then kept dodging their heads around so we couldnt see. which reminds me. if i was really tall (err... i am... but i mean REALLY tall) i would be sad everytime i went to a movie or something. cause i would either be blocking a bunch of people's views and theyd grumble and move to another seat, or i'd have to sit in a crappy back row seat every single time i went to the theatre.

i have way too much homework. my proffesors must not like me.

Friday, February 07, 2003

so i changed my mind sometime during the first moments i was awake this morning. i chickened out of the rhinestones, cause i dont know if it would be ok with the sorts of clothes i have to wear at the elementary school. after all, i start student teaching next year. so i got these instead.... they're still funky, but a little less flashy. so somebody tell me what you think, already!

Thursday, February 06, 2003

guess what? i'm finally getting glasses.... see, i was prescribed bifocals in first grade but they came in wrong and we ended up getting a second opinion. ever since, i've been told i'm borderline on needing glasses, but now... i think i need to be able to read street signs and blackboards a little better. i wont be wearing them all the time, just when i need them. i'm getting glasses like those, but brown. ben isnt sure about the rhinestones. what do you think?

i have a huuge headache and my eyes hurt. is this a bad time for an eye dr appointment? yes. but i shall go, in an hour. and... darn witch-hunt midterms i havent studied for...

Wednesday, February 05, 2003

i have a tackometer. not a, this measures tackyness. it goes off often at my work, where i am required to smear lavendar paper all over the damn place because the proffesor i work for loves the color. today, i had to update and choose pieces out of the two very large (lavendar) notebooks that she puts all the email forwards people send her into. she keeps these notebooks so that "when she is old she will have something to read." like one of the forwards said, idle minds attract the devil, and the devil is alzheimers. so yeah, i have to re-do the bulliten boards that she posts forward emails on in the hallway of the math and science building.

here is what i learned today:
-women should be constantly alert for rapists, and if a big van is next to your car in the parking lot, get a security guard to walk you back to your car because vans are for rapists
-we can solve our war on terrorism by sending armed post-menopausal women to afganistan
-there should be a flabby-armed barbie and a hot flash barbie and a mid life crisis barbie who is going out with her aerobics instructor
-everyone has five people who love them and fifteen people who are their friends and two people who would die for them, so send this to 9-14 people and then ...uh... something good will happen

Monday, February 03, 2003

update on blueberry smell:
roomate #2's stinky boyfriend came over right after i posted last. he sat right in the center of what was a cloud of mysteriously good smell. and then my apartment stank like nasty guys who dont know how to clean themselves even though they're graduated from college. wait a second. sniff sniff dammit. i swear, i smelled it for just a second. maybe it was a phantom smell ghost

something in my apartment smells like blueberries. i will report back with any future developments

somehow i am number three when you search on yahoo for "theres no hope for a guy like me , my name is steve from fullerton age 38, women dont want me , people want to keep me down , im a w...." i'm a little confused about this one, folks. but maybe he's doing the same thing i am. typing my life and fears and sending it out into the void... good luck steve. hope you find something out there that will help

Sunday, February 02, 2003

i was going to blog earlier, but then i didnt.

my apartment is full of nerds.
last night was saturday night. where were we?

laura was sanding pieces of wood for the dance dance revolution pad she is making
carolyn and monique were doing homework
sarah was watching star trek AND doing homework

Gidget1300: i went to the bathroom
Gidget1300: it was great
SLO Glo 13: good job
SLO Glo 13: bowel movements rule
Gidget1300: it is good to be regular, matt
Gidget1300: try metamucil
Gidget1300: mmmm fiber
SLO Glo 13: im not regular
SLO Glo 13: i strive to be
SLO Glo 13: irregular
Gidget1300: whatever works for ya