Bad Teenage Poetry

Lay say fair

2007-07-16T14:14:00.000-05:00

French pronounce words stay up late.Get the vowels in order for internet radio.

taffy

2007-06-16T17:49:00.001-05:00

lazy.chewy.sunday.rain.

2006-07-27T16:32:00.000-05:00

Bad hangoverC said I should not drink whiskey.Sometimes she's off and sometimes she's on.She was off.Rum=worse.

How to be a hypocrite at home

2006-07-17T20:55:00.000-05:00

Ultimately, I feel at such an impasse today.How to be a hypocrite in Gainesville.Step one: Eat vegetarian dinner on styrofoam plate. Step two: Bike to computer labs through sprinkler system despite the days rainstorm.general objective: renew sense of purpose with Classic and destroy new philosophy by taking 10 minutes out of day and talking shit about local anarchist bicycle punk/hippie with

lame-core

2006-07-12T10:59:00.000-05:00

are you hot?All in all, probably the least stressful family extravaganza I've ever experienced. It was, honestly, fun.Dancing, drinking, eating, merriment, picture taking, future planning, totals in so much so much so much so much perfect.Saw Prairie Home Companion avec maman and zee girls. I liked it. No major complaints. It was like watching an episode that you'd usually listen to. Now, I wait

Whoaley Moley

2006-07-12T09:26:00.000-05:00

It's been too long since I've let this blog become overrun with pesky spam.It's time to weed out the comment spam and revitalize what was once Bad teenaged poetry.I have a new sense of meter and purpose. Life continues to go on.What do you do for a living?

Paradox. and I'm not talking about a couple of doctors.

2005-04-02T09:04:00.000-05:00

One thing I love about the English Department is this underlying competition to see modernity in a different way than someone else. Deconstruction is so much fun, sometimes, you know?There's this hierarchy in almost every aspect of my life. When did life get out of the black and white television era?There's life, lived. And then there is death. Live and Die, that is what we all do for a

hello (hello, hello)

2004-11-19T14:38:00.000-05:00

is there anybody out there? just nod if you can here me. is there anyone at all? Isn't it funny how you can get into the habit of thinking you're completely protected in one of the most publicized forums of the world. I'm going to try my hardest to have an excellent weekend, but I don't think y'all deserve an update. So you'll just have to imagine all the fun I'm having.

I'm so heppy.

2004-11-15T21:17:00.000-05:00

Before my class on Monday nights, film screening, I like to watch a bit of HBO or Encore to catch a comparison flick. Tonight, by some natural force, The Long, Hot Summer was on. I'm sure you're all aware I have a "thing" for Paul Newman, and so, I watched. Mmmmmmmmmm. I had the urge to live in a completely other time...with pearls and maxi pencil skirts and beaus calling. No wonder Joanne

2004-11-10T01:00:00.000-05:00

do you know what I learned in school? I learned that letters are arbitrary symbols that we have attached to sound. and do you know what grammar is? it's an arbitrary set of rules someone decided sounded better than something else. I learned that I'm ten times happier when I'm speaking french than english, it make my mouth happy like a piece of twizzler. wanna know what else I learned? I

My sailor mouth

2004-11-02T09:33:00.000-05:00

---I've never been shy about it. My new word of the week is not SAT approved, but then, I never was seeking the College Board's approval. Ready? $#%*&^@!!!!!!! For Halloween, I was water. I looked lovely. There were pictures, but all in those little fun saver cameras, so you'll have to wait until someone else gets those developed, and then I'll see what I can do. In the mean time, settle for my

It is very late, though not in Bordeaux

2004-10-20T01:50:00.000-05:00

In Bordeaux it is a decent hour. Tonight, to reward myself for surviving what I like to call horrible midterm innermost circle of hell, I took a bath. But then I noticed something in a clear shampoo bottle. A fly. And then I noticed more flies in the bottom of the bottle. I felt I was playing the Almighty role for a bit, creating life from shampoo....no more "animal" testing, we're on

Whims

2004-10-11T15:10:00.000-05:00

Ok. In honor of Superman dying: What's the opposite of Christopher Reeve? Christopher Walken. also, new favorite website: www.jibjab.com I like "This Land" the best. And don't forget to remember to vote.

F-yoo-Shaa.

2004-10-08T12:22:00.000-05:00

I have fuchsia in my hair. Seriously. Fuchsia. Don't ask me why. On being asked, whence is the flower. ... Rhodora! if the sages ask thee why This charm is wasted on the earth and sky, Tell them, dear, that, if eyes were made for seeing, Then beauty is its own excuse for Being.... (Emerson, The Rhodora) You know, I wish they would bottle the conditioner that comes in the dye box. That

rrrrrrrr Rock me, Amadeus

2004-09-16T18:30:00.000-05:00

Nothing against La Nozze di Figaro, or anything else in the Mozart database... but I think Aria no.14 in Die Zauberflote is one of the best pieces of music ever written. Look it up, biatch.

Hmm. The Black Eyed Peas make me hungry

2004-09-15T03:56:00.000-05:00

Tomorrow is Erev Rosh Hashannah. There's a dinner at six at the Hillel, and services start at 8 in the Reitz. I'm thinking about blowing off the dinner....because, come on, it's dinner at the Hillel. Thursday morning are the Reform services. My class is at 9:35. Since it's French, I'm thinking I could just go anyways, and still get to services in time. It's worship enough, but it will make

It was a marvelous night for a moondance

2004-09-14T09:42:00.000-05:00

Last night, at around two, I was procrastinating as usual. But would you want to be writing french sentences using the International Phonetic Alphabet at two in the morning? So, there I was, writing a blog entry, sort of intended to complain about how my roommate C, who is a fine roommate otherwise, put me on a diet. She did it, I'm sure without meaning to. See, Sunday she came home for the

Hot Frances on Flordia Action

2004-09-08T12:12:00.000-05:00

Frances must have had some Carribbean takeout, after beating the shit out of the islands, she came to Florida and took a nice, long, steamy dump. I'm still without power at home, which is no biggie, considering I made it two weeks without electricity after Andrew....but my whole world is discombobulated. It's weird to be so detached from the outside world, when right down the block, there's

Great Grand Aunt Lena

2004-08-23T11:16:00.000-05:00

This past week, my grandfather's Aunt Lena passed away, one month shy of 94. She was an incredible lady, alive with love, full of spirit and compassion for every single member of her family. She was the matriarch of us Weinkles, the only first generation alive. Last night, I got back from the funeral, a whirlwind event. I drove down with some relatives Saturday afternoon, the funeral was

So Sorry.....

2004-08-03T11:25:00.000-05:00

...to have kept you waiting for an update for so long. The truth is I've been terribly busy making and spending money. It's a horrendously vicious cycle that one who has lived the selfish collge life could probably tell you about, although, more often than not, choose to wait until you're older, if you happen to be a of a certain age group and not of another, more elite one. I'm just kidding.

This is ridiculous

2004-06-17T15:08:00.000-05:00

Seriously, I think I'm hearing vibrations because he's humming so loud.

Random. Yes.

2004-06-17T14:50:00.000-05:00

Um. I'm in the computer lab right now, working on some stuff for my French exams tomorrow. (Comme je suis doué! Et intelligente!) Anyways, I know it's not the library or anything, but it is a place where I feel like an asshole if I hit the keys too hard as I'm typing. Sometimes cell phones go off, but for the most part, people keep them on silent so as not to disturb the kids who are probably

Bonnaroooooooooooooooo

2004-06-16T14:55:00.001-05:00

So maybe I didn't need to pick up on Tuesday afternoon and drive with my best gal pal, H, seven hours to Clemson. We drove to Clemson so we could rendez-vous with Lease and drive another 8 hours all the way to Richmond, VA so that we could get there at 11 pm (Wednesday) and meet-up with some good ole Virginia boys, then another 5 hours to Bristol to add two more cars full of jam-loving butts to

Off the chain-ness

2004-04-23T11:37:00.000-05:00

My birthday party was so off the chain. Some of you may be asking, "How off the chain was it?" And to you, I answer, so off the chain, that even that mean guard dude with the reflective glasses in Cool Hand Luke couldn't have caught us. Every party will have its own little quirks that make it special, so there is no check-list for making your party off the chain. However, the following

drumroll

2004-04-22T11:24:00.000-05:00

Okay, so. I think today's going to be a good day. top 10 reasons why: 10. I just cringed when I wrote :"Okay, so." But, I don't have any type of grammar lesson today. And that is because classes are over, and I have only one exam next week. 9. I made money last night. 8. Dispatch is so cool. 7. I don't have to be anywhere today. 6. I have to be at a party tonight. :) 5. The

There's no F in Weigh...

2004-04-08T00:34:00.000-05:00

Sigh. This whole day has been shitty. It was lovely at first, French went well, the sun was out, the weather was nice, and I was looking forward to Primo's memorial service. As far as I know, the most incredible people give themselves up too early. Shoot me for quoting Billy J, but uh, only the good die young. Primo always made me laugh, and in the best way possible. Remembering the good

chag sameach

2004-04-06T11:16:00.000-05:00

Happy Passover. So, George Burns gets a call from the Queen's men one day, telling him he's to be knighted. They fill him in on the procedure, the big to-do, the procession, and then the actual knighting. After the queen dubs him, he's supposed to say a little bit of latin. George plays it cool on the phone, but afterward, he calls his buddy Shlomo, to complain, because damned if George Burns

Okay.

2004-04-02T17:01:00.000-05:00

I seem to like this pallet. I really like this word: petrichor. But more than that, I think the best words are those that sound like what they are. Not onomatopoeia, but words like muffin. Or, ooh ooh! Weekend. This is a comment exam...fire away with your favorite words.

Just a quickie

2004-03-31T16:50:00.000-05:00

Um...I've got a lot to get off my chest.... But I have to be at work in a few...for anyone who's reading, I'll be back to personalize my site, but hope everyone can read the text with ease for now...

Here's how much I dislike French à ce moment :

2004-03-23T00:58:00.000-05:00

In class today, I laughed out loud at the name of the restaurant La Grenouille . But then I had to explain myself. I found it hilarious that "grenouille" translates to "frog." Ha ha ha. Ow. I know, I've got to hold my smart-ass tongue. Howth thith? Ithh thith betther? Fthogs.

hello.

2004-03-20T16:32:00.000-05:00

Just a few favors to get out of the way... 1. My computer is showing signs of crack withdrawal. It may have something to do with the AOL roomie installed on my hard-drive, that I stumbled across quite suprisingly. In any case, I am refusing to open any Internet Explorer application because one, I get swamped--swamped with pop-ups; two, I feel like I should hate all things Microsoft (except

I am alive

2004-02-28T22:56:00.000-05:00

I was so productive yesterday, Mom would be proud. I spent a long time at the lab getting shiz-nit in order for my paper due Thursday. It's a five page min. for my Shakespeare class. Analyze the celebration of "if" in As You Like It as a key to understanding Shakespeare's maturing insight into the hypothesizing of variable, alternate likenesses in the work of forming a personal identity. I

Cell Phones?

2004-02-15T15:28:00.000-05:00

They should call them Hell Phones! (ahhhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!) [wipes tear] But seriously folks, cingular wireless is bugging me. They're stupid system connection is down in Miami, so if you're roaming, you're going to have problems making and receiving calls. By problems, I mean, you won't be able to follow through with either. I don't really care, to tell the truth.

These are fun!

2004-02-03T15:32:00.000-05:00

I have good news: I have a ticket for Modest Mouse. Actually, it's better than good, it's great. I'm excited all craziness. I also have so-so news: There's drama in my life. Jesus. I hate drama, I avoid it at all costs unless it's $40 and on a Broadway stage. Act I- Friday night. Oh wait, I mean Saturday morning. Four o'clock. Saturday morning Synopsis: The phone rings. It is T-dawg's

Being, you know, proficient...

2004-01-21T20:27:00.000-05:00

Some of you loyal readers (and is it the trend these days to cap your readership at 3? Because I'm not sure I could meet that quota...oooo) may remember that a while back, my lousy, no good, crap for brains printer up and left me behind. Figuratively. Really, the bastard is sitting on my desk, taking up precious clutter space. I mean it's not enough that he doesn't print what I need, but I

About these comments....

2004-01-20T23:18:00.000-05:00

I'm sorry my comments suck sometimes. But really, I'm the simple ditz who can't count. I have to label my comments in order to have them be "unique." I promise I'll learn to count to 100, not ten through 99. LinktoComments('31') Comment

What's on my To Do list?

2004-01-13T16:52:00.000-05:00

1- Update silly blog 2- Finish retardo French homework 3- Pick up Syllabus for Jogging class 4- Brad Pitt in full Greek Warrior gear. I have a two hour break in between Lit and Anthro, so I thought it would be an excellent time to nap. But instead I putzed around with homework. At 1, I considered skipping Anthro, since, really, all the material is accesible online and in the test banks. But

Everybody's got something to hide 'cept for me and my monkeys.

2004-01-07T14:23:00.000-05:00

Or is it monkies? No matter. We're all part of the same family, us primates. It says so here, and here, and here too. There's a lot of hard evidence (pun intended) on the planet to add credibility to evolutionary "theory." Sure, there was the case of the Piltdown man. But it was simply Charles Dawson's idea of a cruel prank that ended up setting paleoantrhopologists back by 40 years. The

She's Baa-aaack.

2004-01-06T12:50:00.000-05:00

Yes, I have returned. And I learned something (gasp!). Lists are a great way of satisfying other's strange curiosity of the details of my life without exerting too much effort. Here's a quick overview of the things in my life (since we last met): 1- Went home and did nothing of great consequence. I was semi-productive the first week, dog walking and pet feeding and all. And I was slightly

Put the lime in the coconut.

2003-12-18T17:34:00.000-05:00

There's a pile of dishes that I really don't want to spend much time with, and another pile of clothes that I have to jam in a dinky suitcase that I'm none too fond of. But there's a bonfire at MT's tonight. I'm fond of those. And I have a meeting with a camarade, if you will, that I'm also counting as a good point to today. (See, darlings, the "thing" is, in this whole circus of study and

2003-12-12T18:32:00.000-05:00

(DISCLAIMER: I love to toot my own horn. And I've been studying for a long time, so grammar's kinda gonna be all over the place. I apologize for whatever errors in advance.) Have you seen my ass? I think I may have left it behind in the library, you know, because I studied my ass off. (oh, hahahaha) That's why I've been MIA. I'm sure you all missed me. In action. Hah! (By the by, this is a

Balance, glass hopper.

2003-12-03T01:19:00.000-05:00

I should probably most definitely be coloring in my Anatomy coloring book (like, college can be FUN!) for the fabulous Exam IV tomorrow morning. But. In keeping with the purpose of Kaddish, I must appreciate the multitude of creation in the universe. (I think Joni said it best in "Both Sides Now," there's something lost, but something gained, in living every day.) I met my seventh cousin

Thanks for the Thanks

2003-11-29T23:13:00.000-05:00

You've heard the saying, "20 Jews, 50 opinions?" That's my family. Except there's 25 of us. And more like 100 opinions. So much like your own, our Thanksgivings tend to be, um, loud affairs. For about 10 Thanksgivings now, we've been migrating up and down the coast of Florida, trying to find a suitable place to hold dinner. We've been settled in Amelia Island (a half-hour outside of

Let's do the Time Warp.

2003-11-20T17:10:00.000-05:00

Hey. I was only gone for, like, three days. I know my last name is strikingly similar to a certain character in a Romanticist American Folktale involving a coma, and I know that I did sleep for a long time, but this is ridiculous. Could I really have gone back in time? Because I could have sworn that we, as a public hungry for media, handled this Micheal Jackson silliness a long time ago.

Jumping on the Bandwagon

2003-11-14T11:42:00.000-05:00

These days, it seems everyone and their mother (now that's redundant!) is carrying the flu around like a Louis Vuitton handbag. (I'm more of a Kenneth Cole girl myself, if anyone was wondering what to get me for Chanukah.) Anyways, I promised myself I'd be unique and not get sick. I thought I'd be an optimistic little thing and will myself into health. For weeks, it seemed to work quite well.

I feel like Jules Verne's character

2003-11-09T06:55:00.000-05:00

I mean, I actually gained a day. A whole Sunday to devote to something. I have no clue how that one happened by. My guess is it is somewhat rooted in the fact, that sheerly by getting caught up in studying so much that before i knew it, oh my goodness gracious! It's already early! And Test A is in x hours. Then work, and sort of nonstop caffeine consumption to study for an unintentional

in cognito's in

2003-11-03T12:19:00.000-05:00

Far be it from me to know anything about the cutting edge of style. I make my wardrobe decisions based on : 1- time 2- comfort 3- weather 4- activity Occasionally I accesorize with such timeless pieces as bucket hats or hot pink aviators. More often than not, I make celebrity appearances in sweat pants, t-shirts and flip-flops. Since I keep it simple, I avoid fashion magazines like the plague

Trick or Treat

2003-10-31T11:41:00.000-05:00

If you're not going out based solely on the premise that you have no costume, find some tacky last-season outfit in your closet, paint some bruises on your face and call yourself a fashion victim. LinktoComments('16') Comment

The Ultimate Party Guest

2003-10-22T14:09:00.000-05:00

Oh we've all told white lies that make our cocktail hour slurs that much more interesting. If you didn't go skydiving naked yesterday, you saved septuplets from a burning skyscraper the day before. But he's got us all beat. Nothing special about today, just thought I'd give a nod to the things the human race has accomplished. LinktoComments('MANUAL') Comment

Prepare for Battle...

2003-10-21T13:32:00.000-05:00

Don't worry, the Zimmerman Telegram hasn't been sent yet. Oh, but it has been written. What luck that I will have October 31st on which to throw my last hurrah. Because the very instant the sun rises to it's Zenith on November 1st, I will be in war-mode. I'm taking time today to clear my mental space, procrastinating now so that I can't do it later. I'm listing my goals in a place that I

The Story of the Old Jewish Ladies

2003-10-14T14:28:00.000-05:00

OJL have a distinguished system for friendship that works through episodes of cooperation and noodle kugel. If Pearl takes bagels, lox, schmear and public transportation to Ruth's door one weekend, then the next, Ruth takes blintzes, knishes and a taxi to Pearl. They visit equally, both willingly going out of their way to keep the bonds of friendship alive. Every so often, they agree to meet

Good, clean fun

2003-10-14T01:30:00.000-05:00

This morning, after a 1 am close, a weekend devoted more to being a friend than asleep, and just under 3 hours of rest, I took my anatomy exam. It went fine, but I had tired bones afterwards, so I crawled back into bed. A short but glorious nap took place there. Then I slid out of bed, and made myself be productive again. I studied for a good time, then decided that the room had reached

RIP Swiggy

2003-10-11T14:02:00.000-05:00

I thought that if everything else in my life failed, the one friend who would never stop being completely faithful to me, come what may, was Swiggy. Swiggy, my printer. I plastered him with band stickers that I knew he would like. I took care of him for the most part, he was supposed to take care of me. I don't know exactly what happened because he worked fantastically before my first

I just need to bitch for a bit....

2003-10-08T18:24:00.000-05:00

There is no "a" in definitely. You don't pronounce it "def-in-eight-lee" do you? It's Definite. As in finite. As in there is definitely no "a" in definitely. Here's proof that it's not spelled definately. Please, don't do it again. Also. Et Cetera. It is a Latin phrase. There are two words there. It is said: "Ett (slight pause) Set-er-ah." Not "ex-eter-ah." Okay? There is

Your Mother

2003-10-01T11:37:00.000-05:00

Yesterday was spectacular. I woke up with no issues, got some decent studying in, went to class, got paid, deposited my check, worked a 5-10, had a gas with the gals, enjoyed the weather. Today can just go fly a kite. I usually don't mind the gray skies, but this is a particularly muddy gray that keeps drizzling this freezing rain that makes the prospect of going to class somewhat equivalent

Klutz

2003-09-24T14:39:00.000-05:00

Bad Teenage Poetry. That's all I have to say. Instantly a full range of minds refers to some broken hearted girl with black eye-liner, some broken hearted dude with a guitar, penning their pathetic souls into a Lisa Frank diary with misspellings and grammatical errors and everything. And as much as I ridicule this adolescent movement of, to steal a phrase, worditude, I realize, with a survey of

Oh Yay.

2003-09-22T14:34:00.000-05:00

Over the past 19 (ahem, 21) years, I've accumulated a list of things that make me wonder why anyone would ever want to commit suicide (and not toss the term about insensitively, as I am wont to do) when there were these sorts of things to wake up to. Why so "happy-go-lucky?" A departure from my normally whiny self? I'll announce it publicly, shamelessly (almost). I have a crush. And my

Narcissism at its best

2003-09-08T14:26:00.000-05:00

Tempeh is probably the ugliest thing that the Leaf-Eaters ever thought up. It's not just Tofu (the word itself sends some running and shreiking all Monty Python style). It's grainy tofu. With millet. And barley. And I absolutely love it. So today, after tossing out my nicely curdled milk and weeding out the borderline rotting food (mmm, delicious imagery so far), I made myself a fantastic

No one loves Love Bugs.

2003-09-07T19:00:00.000-05:00

I like bugs. They're fun to observe. Really. I'm not that girly-girl type. I mean, whatever, Cockroaches make me shudder and ants piss the hell out of me when they get into my food, but otherwise, nature and I got no beef. Except for Love Bugs. The whole idea of bugs having sex on me is disgusting. Ewww. And they're crawl-y and gross. They mess up the fronts of cars that just want to get

And I guess I'm a retard

2003-09-03T20:10:00.000-05:00

So oops. I mixed the dates of the Orange Bowl UM game (which I can't go to now) and Rosh Hashannah (bad Jew! Football before High Holidays?---Oh wait, doens't that make me a typical Jew?) Ditto for my sitch at work. I neglected to change my availability, and for two weeks in a row, I've had nothing but closings. Not an obscene amount of closings, but since I've got three months experience,

Yay. It's Friday

2003-08-29T14:24:00.000-05:00

Gainesville population exploded again. Everyone is back. And with that, let's celebrate with the Friday Five.... 1. Are you going to school this year? You know it. It feels good to learn again. 2. If yes, where are you going (high school, college, etc.)? If no, when did you graduate? Gainesville's hippy side swept me off my feet, Gainesville's drinking side knocked me off of 'em. So I'm

Show us your tips

2003-08-21T19:17:00.000-05:00

Work wise, the shit is about to hit the fan. I sauntered in a little before 11 last night, when it should have been dead, and instead it was like our bar rush, only the line went out the door. It went by super though, and we ended up doing well in tips for a wednesday. This, however, does not bode well for the future, because it means the sorority sisters and the lame dudes who follow them

Ends and Means

2003-08-19T17:56:00.000-05:00

The school year hasn't even started and I am closing three nights in a row. I mean, this is how bad I want money, I'm offering my soul to the Pita Pit once more. It even means working with a manager "Edward" who isn't really pleasant to be around, and my humble hunch is, it's because he can't stand me. Wait that's not entirely true. Sometimes, when we all go to the bar and he's drunk, he's a

Watch me try for four....

2003-08-08T13:29:00.000-05:00

Third post in four hours. So. I'm trying to decide where I stand in the food service industry. Like Tevya, I weigh my options: On one hand, I've stood behind the counter to serve many a drunk, many a impatient mother, many a low talker who can't make up their mind, many a moron. On the other hand, I like getting exactly what I want when I pay for it. On the other hand, I know that after a

Synonyms

2003-08-08T11:35:00.000-05:00

Because I'm sitting here with a lack of worthy reading material (my fault), I stumbled upon the fact that, in terms of appearance, the following are synonyms: Jazz, Spruce, Spice, Lively. LinktoComments('<$BlogItemNumber$>') ">whine some more?

Prairie Home Companion to Blame

2003-08-08T09:20:00.000-05:00

For my joke kick, that is. Okay. Did you hear about the new Pirate Movie? It's rated Arrrgh! Right then. So. It seems that I've struck the figurative Oil as far as income is concerned. Cash Flow project number One...Walking beautiful German Pointer belonging to neighbors and sort of house sitting. The dog has gotten compliments every time I walk it (which I prefer to honks and whistles). And

Summer makes me stupid

2003-08-05T17:43:00.000-05:00

I have to learn. I mean, somewhere in my Viking/Jewish roots there is a gene that makes it a necessity for me to go to school. Whatever it is, the intellectual stimulation, the routine of class, the questions....I need learning. Want proof? This entire summer has involved me drawing tons of blanks on names of authors, philosophers, savantes, radio personalities, even TV characters. I'm dumb.

Good News.

2003-08-04T11:48:00.000-05:00

I'm so over my funk. I'm going "home" in a couple of weeks and have decided to buck up. I've been Kayaking a few times and swatting mosquitos in the Mangroves is great for stress, of which, I realized, I have none. Plus, cousin Annie came for a visit. Plus, when I was driving Annie back to the airport, I saw a car with a decal across the back window saying "God has been good 2 me" Generally,

One thing. No, two things. No, one thing...

2003-08-01T09:24:00.000-05:00

Don't mess with Texas. I don't know how many were privy to that particular episode of Saturday Night Live, seeing as how Saturday Night Live sucks to no end now. But I am of the opinion that in the grand tradition of celebrities running for office, Will Ferrell should be president. He does a better job of Dubya than the main man himself. Ok. But, that's not where I'm focusing today. Uno.

Blaming it all on Nitrous Oxide

2003-07-24T11:41:00.000-05:00

Look. I'm young and foolish. It's my job to make excuses for my short-comings. Truth be told, I was pretty sure that when my aunt told me that "for every hour a person is under anesthesia for surgery, it takes that many months to get out of a funk," that it was a lamer excuse than dogs eating homework. I'm currently exploiting it. Here's why. One. I am sick of being at "home." My room now

Nevermind the candybars...

2003-07-03T19:17:00.000-05:00

Because that was going to be my new subject. My tastes developing through my life from Peanut M&Ms to Milky Ways to Snickers to Peanut M&Ms to Milky Ways to Snickers to Milky Ways to Three Musketeers to Twix, Twix, Twix to Three Musketeers (I more than passed the highly controversial FCAT sustained for three days on a wonderful breakfast of Three Musketeers and Dr. Pepper for Breakfast--sorry

Sorry Sorry Sorry

2003-06-17T10:38:00.000-05:00

Wait. no I'm not. I just haven't had that much to blog about so. yeah. And advance warning, if you have issues dealing with semi-unpleasant details, remember that this is, after all, Bad Teenage Poetry, so deal with it. Smooch. Anyways, the knee surgery went off without a hitch. The parts of the anesthesia I remember were fun: hiccupping in my hospital gown and giggling with a big "NO" on my

so so so so so so so so so so so so so

2003-06-02T20:18:00.000-05:00

so so so so so so so so so so bored. I can't wait for my knee surgery. Because it'll detract from this boredom I've incurred. I can't wait for school to start. And summer hasn't even officially begun. LinktoComments('<$BlogItemNumber$>') ">Comment

Everyone thought he was crazy but I knew what he meant...

2003-05-24T14:42:00.000-05:00

I had gone to this random party a while back, a Lambda Lambda Lambda party to be exact. Just so we're up to speed, it was Lambda Lambda Lambda as in Revenge of the Nerds. The party I was traveling with entered, we spotted some weird kids on the 1st floor being creepy by the full bar, and some more laid back folks downstairs, adjacent to the keg. This being Gainesville, we traveled downstairs

Lousy Internet Connection

2003-05-08T11:23:00.000-05:00

That's right. I'm grateful for the internet. Everywhere except at this house. I hope you burn in hell you slow computer. Burn. in. Hell. So. I survived two semesters. Yep. Still clueless, only now I have scars to prove that I made it through. If anything, I think I'm that much closer to being a rockstar. Sister is probably gonna kill me because I allowed the path to her public, yet

has leadership qualities, can work independently

2003-04-28T15:21:00.000-05:00

A pleasure to have in class. That was me. Ug. Ug. Ug. Now I'm feeling feelings of anxiety and worthlessness because I didn't get the grade I was expecting in astronomy. I have no love for the letter C. It's a bad letter. It sucks in general. It's a cop-out grade. Kind of like saying, "Well, you're a loser because obviously you're indecisive about just failing with a D or actually

crap crap crap

2003-04-21T14:40:00.000-05:00

Oops. I just spilled coffee on my desk. That's better. Oh god, I'm sorry, I swear I'll never do the play by play again. There. Sorry, just had to get a few more drops. So. What a horrible situdation I'm in... I have a final tomorrow. Astronomy. Challenging. There is a good chance I won't come out alive. This wouldn't be so problematic of course, if it weren't also my birthday. But I'm gonna

I admit it...I've been bad

2003-04-18T19:12:00.000-05:00

So I haven't updated for a while. So sue me. So it's almost finals. So I have to study. Work has begun to take its toll on me, as has the entire semester. But that's okay. Because while I don't have news, in the strictest sense, I do have news. Things to share...sharing is caring. Unfortunately, I am excellent at procrastinating so forgive me while I make my way over to the University of

Helloooo??? get a clue??

2003-04-07T15:20:00.000-05:00

I mean, if you call my cell phone SEVEN times, plus one text message and I don't pick up or respond...there's a good chance that I will continue not acknowledging you. Ergo, tune in and realize that I DON'T WANT TO SPEND TIME WITH YOU. Explanations of your actions to other guys result in weird looks and laughter. No one else has missed the point, and yet you still need to be beat over the

An Ani DiFranco concert followed by a Madonna reference.

2003-03-31T16:01:00.001-05:00

So.Friday, Claire and I hitched a ride with her papa and found our way to the Florida Theatre in Jacksonville. Ah-nee Dee-Frank-oH. $40. One of the wisest ways I've blown my cash in the last few months. 60 if you count the $20 Righteous Babe shirt I purchased. The front boldly states that "The Media isn't fooling me." Score. The audience was of course comprised fans of ani D Noted the

Shock and Awe

2003-03-27T10:39:00.000-05:00

...This is a thought I had quite a while ago, but in my fit of laziness times ten, I forgot to post it. I think it's funny that America is on this qhole, we're so clever with our shock and awe campaign. Sure you are. That entire concept has never even been considered by any one before, let alone carried out. ESPECIALLY NOT the Germans!!! I mean, that was completely different. Blitzkreig.

I'm not dying.

2003-03-26T22:56:00.000-05:00

Wow. In the past two semesters, I've either learned how to do away with procrastination or gotten really lazy. I used to make journal posts mostly-daily, and look at me now. No posts in a week. I bet I wasn't even missed.... I think I just figured out what happened to me. Laziness has set in. I can't be bothered to find some free commenting software online. Bah. So, last Thursday, I played

Shop like a Jew

2003-03-19T21:07:00.000-05:00

The problem with living in Gainesville is that there are far fewer breezes than there are in Miami. But. That doesn't mean that hot days can't not be beautiful. It was a good day. ---I have a mystery bruise on my forearm, right where I like to rest my arm when I'm typing. The mystery of its origin is worse than the pain factor. Anyways. It was a good day. I bought a ticket to Vagina

Oh I'd like to visit the moon...

2003-03-04T01:28:00.000-05:00

Talk about nostalgia. I've been downloading movies instead of being a real productive member of society and renting DVDs. So, recently I've aquired Sleeping Beauty and Robin Hood, old-school Disney style. So, after completing most of my responsibilities and getting off work (5 to 9 shift baby), I plugged into Sleeping Beauty , afraid of waking up A'Lesha, I made to turn the sound down. Check

Since when does the sky affect how I feel?

2003-02-28T15:51:00.000-05:00

Generally, gray days make me feel all bohemian. I feel the need to smoke cigarettes and read Camus in a decent coffay shop. I want to walk all over the god-damn place. Today is looking like 24 hours of the exact opposite. It began at work: got off late (as usual) but because of someone else's carelessness, I lost my tips for the evening. I mean, I needed that change. For laundry, for meals.

Hey Janet, I've got something to say....

2003-02-21T18:14:00.000-05:00

Yes Brad? Every time I think that women have made some decent headway in this man's world, movies like "How to Lose a guy in 10 days" come out. My friends used to laugh at me boasting that in college, I would only date pre-med, pre-law men. I don't think that it was until my good friend Stephanie witnessed my aunt enforcing that, "it's just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as it is a

Guilty as charged

2003-02-17T16:27:00.000-05:00

Saturday was a gloriously beautiful day. I mean, a Saturday straight out of Walden , except without all the fish guts and the pond. A Saturday to write home about, worthy of Emerson and every other Trancendalist. A Saturday that was so amazing, I have to beat you over the head with how great it was. The point had been received, no? Right so, I woke up at around 11 or so, messed around with

So tired, like that Beatles Song

2003-02-15T12:51:00.000-05:00

I'm all anti-valentines. Not because i'm bitter, which I'm most definitely not, but for a few other good reasons. Number one, it let's almost every scumbag guy get off for treating his girlfriend like crap because he sprinkles a few rose petals somewhere. Number two, it lets every forgetful guy off for never buying a present any other day of the year. IE: girl: It's my birthday, did I get

Collecting feathers

2003-02-12T11:49:00.000-05:00

There was this story they used to tell us in Hebrew School, and later at Youth Group meetings whenever we discussed LaShoan Harah. Evil Tongue. Gossip. Anyways, this guy starts spreading rumors about a Rabbi, nothing majorly harmful, but in classic telephone style, the rumors get themselves elaborated and pretty soon the Rabbi is said to have done some not so kosher things. Turns out the

A Sunday Morning worthy of Velvet Underground...

2003-02-09T13:29:00.000-05:00

At the moment, I'm functioning on five hours of sleep for the "day" (I got off work at 4:40, chatted with cousin Anne 'til 6). But more if you count hours of sleep as accumulation. Most college students do. Otherwise, expressions such as, "I have had about 30 minutes of sleep in the last week," wouldn't exist and instead one might hear things along the lines of, "well today I got maybe a minute

Right. So. The groove needs getting into.

2003-02-06T16:23:00.000-05:00

Most Thursday nights, I grind my little butt on down to the Civic Media Center and jam with poetry. I'm not confident enough to call myself a regular, but they know my name...with this in mind, I'll say that "we" have an affectionate name for the poetry jam, it's not secretive or anything. However, I started work at Pita Pit this week. And being that I'm an ameoba as far as pecking order is

Buy buy buy buy

2003-02-06T10:56:00.000-05:00

I've been having this strange feeling recently. Nothing horrible. It just reminds me of every feeling I would have in the mornings before a regatta. The cold air of Central Florida and the sense that while it was so beautiful it could never be my home. Last semester, I lived in Gainesville. This semester, it's different. Maybe it's the weather. We shall see. Life is good. Life could use

Ok so, Here we go

2003-01-28T11:18:00.000-05:00

School girl yay. A new online journal that is NOT evil! And, best of all, it is NOT livejournal. Thanks Tante Leah for a great Chanukah gift. Right, so this is my virgin entry, right? Unfortunately I have class in a few minutes. I spent a good part of my blogging time trying to remember my password. Ooops.