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I came home from vacation two days early. Lots of things happened, and I'm not sure what to think. That's all I'm going to say about that.
This morning I was wondering who invented alphabet soup. Maybe it was an accident. Maybe it was the brainchild of some renegade educator who thought that children might learn the alphabet by spooning upside-down Ws tangled with noodley Ts into their mouths.
What a weirdo he must have been.
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"I can see Russia from my house." —Tina Fey, spoofing Alaska governor and Republican Vice-Presidential candidate Sarah Palin on Saturday Night Live
"Nuclear weapons are so 20th century." —Iranian president Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, denying U.S. suggestions that Iran is building nuclear bombs
"Bitch is the new black." —Tina Fey, on Saturday Night Live's Weekend Update, in support of Presidential candidate Hillary Clinton.
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Once again I've been neglecting my dear old xanga, despite the fact that I love it more than I could ever like myspace or even facebook (which sucks for blogging purposes but is fun for networking). Well, xanga, we've seen a lot of shit since we met so many years ago.
One week until Christmas. Two-thousand and eight. Really? Am I really 20 years old now? Am I really halfway through year number two of college? Apparently so (even though my profile picture is four years old).
Well, this semester has been a relatively crazy one. A lot of things happened, some of them which should not be mentioned in a public blog. Among the recent happenings I got into my first two car accidents (within four days) when going home to vote in the presidential election. (Neither accident was my fault, the first was a fender bender and the second was a rather traumatic run-in, literally, with a deer.) The US has elected our first black (or half-black anyway, but we round up I guess) president. This semester political science happened and was a pretty terrible idea, but I managed to pull my grade up to a C after completely bombing two of the first three tests. Spanish with Bell didn't go so well, either, and we're trying to work some of that out at the moment. (Why I continue to take courses from a professor who makes me feel like shit is anyone's guess.) I'm still up at school working and will be home Christmas Eve. I'm having knee surgery the 26th and will (hopefully) be able to drive (if I ever get my car back after a month and a half at Tom Brown's Auto Body) not long afterwards.
Despite the craziness (and believe me, there was much unlisted craziness) I've been relatively happy and more or less enjoying the whole school and work while still managing to be completely broke situation that is college life.
Ciao,
-E
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Well, it's been... a while. (To say the least.)
Short recap: Ecuador was amazing, and I am returning this May. I no longer talk to Matt, Dave, or most of my friends from last semester. I now live off-campus and hang out with my new roommates and their friends. For the past month I unofficially went out with Jason, but things ended between us last night.
This semester is busy; I have classes Tues, Wed, & Thurs and I work most of the other days. I am currently hardcore procrastinating on a few projects. I (finally) got my raise at work. (W00t!) And I'm really quite happy with my new store. I'm playing intramural soccer, and any skills I used to have all but disappeared. (Also, I hate co-ed sports.)
Here's a chart from graphjam, which is one of my more favorite internet sites.
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the thing that kills me most about this whole situation actually has nothing to do with you and i.
i just hate to see you fuck up your life so persistently.
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