Wednesday, September 22
Tuesday, September 21
Monday, September 20
Because my body doesn't like me, I couldn't sleep last night. I was up talking to people online for a while, when at about 1:00 a.m. I decided that I could be more productive and go to the gym, which I did. Surprisingly enough, since I joined Gold's Gym, I have been very good about going. I suppose that the fact that I enjoy working out helps, but it's just weird. I've never been disciplined about it before. Go me! The only err in my workout ways so far is that I only really like to go late at night. First of all, there are WAY less people there, and usually not a soul in the special room made for us ladies. And my body just seems to respond better to going at night. The problem that this presents should be obvious...
Ok, ok, I'll tell you. Working out increases energy levels. I don't know the chemistry of it, but it's a proven fact. So when I get home from the gym between two and three a.m., with an increased level of energy, it doesn't really bode well for going to school/work the next morning. And it certainly doesn't give me enough energy to read my textbooks. Although yesterday I did use this extra time before bed created by my workout for a productive purpose. In no affiliation with Joey's post about it, I started reading Al Franken's latest book a few days ago. So I thought that I would continue last night. So far it is excellent. The research and the writing are great, if you like brash sarcasm that doesn't purport to care who it pleases, which I certainly do. I don't feel like I have read enough of it to do a sufficient high school book review for you, but I shall, in the coming days when I have finished the book. I hope to finish it by tomorrow night, which should be a realizable goal, it is a very easy read. But I suggest that you all pick it up and read it, we can be like a book club. Instead of Oprah's Book Club, we can be the Ninja Gypsy Book Klan (yeah, klan with a "k" for emphasis). I like it. A sign-up sheet will be on the door upon your exit, or you can just leave a comment. We will be the greatest book klan ever!!!!
Sunday, September 19
I am taking a class called Writing for Public Relations. It is a lab format, so in it we are given a writing assignment, write it, and turn it in. A very simple process I would and do say. But apparently, I am better than I thought I was at it. On Wednesday in this class, after the assigning of the assignment, my professor came over to me and told me that in the next few assignments she wants me to "really branch out, and have fun" with them. Her reasoning is that she thinks that I am a very talented writer, and can take the assignments further. Later I raised my hand because in one of the assignments that she had given back, because she had underlined "was established" and I was pretty sure that it wasn't the name of a book, so I was confused. She came over, and informed that it was passive voice, not really appropriate for the "fact sheet" that it was in. She then informed me that it wasn't a big deal, but because of my new found talent she has decided to grade me harder to help me(to help my writing, not my grade). And even later in the class, she came back to me and asked, "Do you read a lot?" I wasn't sure if she was referring to the textbook that I am supposed to be reading and am not, or if she wanted to know if in general I am literate and occasionally like to indulge myself in my reading abilities as to not squander them. But the point of her question was if I enjoy reading on the side, and because I do, and told her this, she listed off a few authors and books that she wanted me to skim, again in attempt to help my talent.
Now to the point of this whole story (which Guillermo pointed out to me yesterday)...
I don't write. I may be good at it, but I don't do it. So even if she grades the hell out of everything that I turn in and I read every word ever written by the suggested authors, it means nothing if I don't write for anything more than an assignment. I mean eventually I will have to write for my job, unless I for some god-awful reason decide to work for Red Robin for the rest of my life, so it will happen. But I am going to make a serious effort now. You all have this on record and can hold me to it, I expect that Guillermo will be the only one to, but still.
That's all for today, but I'll be back, for reals this time.
Monday, August 16
http://www.softpile.com/Games/Strategy_and_War/Review_09278_index.html
Go to that site.
Download the game (Pocket Tanks(and the free version is just as cool)).
Play and enjoy the splendor of its coolness.
Friday, July 30
Thursday, July 29
Friday, July 9
Embarrassing isn't it? (I feel like a dissappointment to Joey)
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Thursday, July 1
Sunday, June 20
Tuesday, June 8
Example:
"The end of man is knowledge, but there is one thing he can't know. He can't know whether knowledge will save him or kill him. He will be killed, all right, but he can't know whether he is killed because of the knowledge which he has got or because of the knowledge which he hasn't got and which if he had it, would save him."
Chew on that for a bit.
Friday, June 4
Does hay grow? If not, how does it happen?
| J | Juicy |
| E | Extreme |
| S | Sweet |
| S | Shiny |
| I | Innocent |
| C | Crazy |
| A | Appreciative |
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
Wednesday, May 26
adieu
Friday, May 7
Well, I did. But luckily we have been playing so much Worms 3-D that I have become proficient with the ninja-rope, and was able to end my fall in one Spiderman-esque swoop. It was a sight to see.
Anyway, I'm back - but don't call it a comeback, I've been here for years.
Word.
Monday, April 12
I am extremely tired. I don't say that as an apology to my post, but as a precautionary statement. Ususally at this break in the day, I would be snuggled in my bed at home, by the window, with the sun creeping in, tip-toeing across my covers. But I'm not. I am sitting in the computing commons writing for you people. Mainly because my bed at home is 15 miles away, and it is much less conceivable to get an adequate nap in with that kind of travel parameters. Anyway, I don't have class for another hour and 2 minutes, so I thought that I would write.
On a sad note, "Weird" Al Yankovic's parents were found dead. As Brian and Guillermo and I discussed, if our parents were found dead, would it make front page? Or the ASU paper? An interesting ponderance, maybe Joey knows the answer...
I keep looking down at my newly injured "bulbous" wrist and it makes me sad. It looks like I have an abusive boyfriend, but don't worry folks, he doesn't beat me, he doesn't even exist. I was informed by a classmate today that it just looks like I had handcuffs on ...
The ellipsis seems to be my friend today... and forever... okay just today... now I've abused it and my powers of ellipsis should be revoked..
Dammit, I didn't mean for reals, I was totally talking in "for fakes".
There is a high possibility that I'm crazy. I think that the previous entry has not helped to disprove that notion. On that note, I think that I'll quit while I'm ahead, or at least not get any farther behind.
Monday, April 5
Then I just continued turning.
Saturday, April 3
Maybe I've been too busy to write. Or maybe too busy to think. OR MAYBE a little of both.
But most likely, the thoughts that I have been able to pencil into my schedule are not necessarily appropriate for public forum.
I miss my peeps though. I was quite happy to see Josh when he was in town. But very saddened that he had been here for two days before I serendipitously found him. Saddened by the opportunity cost of not seeing him, but even more saddened, and somewhat hurt, by the fact that no one informed me of his presence. As I was in the moving process I haven't been absent to the board, so I do not blame Josh, completely at least. I guess that coupled with the fact that I haven't really seen anyone outside of volleyball and Jon's produced an even more saddening (How many times can you find this word in this entry? Guess correctly and win a prize!) effect.