Saturday, November 08, 2003
i've noticed recently that everyone's blog has become some sort of intense hyperintrospective thing. well, as you all may know, i'm quite incapable of being introspective, since i have no feelings. hehe. okay not really. but i prefer to be introspective in private with certain people. anyways, i'm curious, does that mean my blog has "stooped to" the level of vomiting up the day's events? i'm not pretentious? poo. oh well that's okay with me, i like to keep my blog funny and lighthearted. but i do appreciate the introspection on other people's blogs, don't get me wrong. so now i'm going to vomit up a list of the recent events in my life.
1. i went to visit my family on halloween and went trickortreating with them. i was "truck-drivin' jackie o" and mike was a pumpkin head. i surprised my family and my mom cried. it was a lot of fun.
2. i enjoy riding the city bus.
3. i turned in my grant proposal this week. thank god it's over. i feel lots more relaxed now. i actually haven't done any studying for the past two nights. but raedy, you might ask, you didn't stay home alone and study all night on a friday night like you usually do? no, my friend, no i did not.
4. i also had a statistics test and i'm not sure which of us was victorious. it was very weird; i usually have a pretty good idea of how i did on tests, but i don't have a clue. oh well, i still love you, statistics, don't worry. xo.
5. i had to give a presentation of my honors thesis for the people in my lab on wednesday (and mike came too) and it went very well. they were pretty impressed, i think they're going to let me stay. but then my professor, who i cannot name on here, but let's call her s g m, said oh that's very interesting you need to publish it. linda keeps bothering me and asking me when you are going to publish it. i had just assumed dr. smith had forgotten i even existed. oh well. i guess not. so now i'm going back to the data to scrutinize it instead of just plowing through it with macshapa. and i have some new articles to read. because everyone was like oh if you're interested in that, you should read this and this. it was very nice, people here are so supportive, and i don't feel like i'm being used as labor, which is very pleasant.
6. last night brent andronnie came to chicago. brent's band was playing, and so i went to see them. it was really cool seeing them in chicago. i feltlike i was in bloomington except i wasn't of course. then we went to get some mexican food, and then we went back to the bar. on the way i found a mickey mouse photo album. so that was very interesting. also some other people from bloomington were here and it was really great. anyways when i left the bar i was calling michael to let him know that i was on my way home now and i was carrying the mickey mouse photo album and i was wearing tall shoes, and i TRIPPED over a crack in the sidewalk (the north side sucks) and smashed face down on the sidewalk. and there were all these people like oh my are you all right. the greatthing was that it was really freaking cold outside so i couldn't even feel it. so i just got up and said yes i'm allright, thanks. then when i got in the car and got warmed up, i found i was indeed NOT alright. i ripped my pants and got a huge booboo on both knees and my elbow hurts. but at least i didn't drop anything.
sidenote: this reminds me of the time i was carrying some brownies or cupcakes or something out to my parents' car. we were going to thanksgiving celebration or something and i was wearing those giant oldman pants i used to wear every day with the huge feet-holes. also i wasn't wearing shoes, and it was cold outside (yeah i'm dumb). so i was sort of running, just a few feet to the car to put the cupcakes in it, and of course, i tripped over the huge feetholes in my pants. that was horrible! i scraped everything, my knees, elbows, wrists, TOES, everything. i still have ascar on one of my toes. but, the most important things was, I DIDN'T DROP THE CUPCAKES! i was very proud of myself for that,too.
so anyways yeah i didn't drop the mickeymouse photoalbum or the cellphone or anything, i just mercilessly shredded my own delicate knee flesh and ripped my favorite jeans. yuck. then when i got home mike put bandaids and neosporin on them while i winced and petted the bunny. he should be an elementary school nurse.
so the moral of thestory is i'm a clutz. thank you. thank you very much
uh, 5? (i forgot what number i was on)...oh well i don't really have anything else to say anyways. oh yeah i got hit on at the gas station yesterday. when i informed the kind man that,uh i already had a boyfriend, he said, oh well i already have a girlfriend. to which i said oh well i guess that's her problem.
okay i think that's it. i still like it here, i still feel like harry potter every day when i take the hogwart's express (CTA bus #172) through the English countryside (south side chicago) past all of the trees and sheep (buildings and homeless men) to the castle and learn witchcraft (psychology). hehe. maybe i'm delusional? oh well...
i'll put up some photos soon cause i got a few good ones.
xo
1. i went to visit my family on halloween and went trickortreating with them. i was "truck-drivin' jackie o" and mike was a pumpkin head. i surprised my family and my mom cried. it was a lot of fun.
2. i enjoy riding the city bus.
3. i turned in my grant proposal this week. thank god it's over. i feel lots more relaxed now. i actually haven't done any studying for the past two nights. but raedy, you might ask, you didn't stay home alone and study all night on a friday night like you usually do? no, my friend, no i did not.
4. i also had a statistics test and i'm not sure which of us was victorious. it was very weird; i usually have a pretty good idea of how i did on tests, but i don't have a clue. oh well, i still love you, statistics, don't worry. xo.
5. i had to give a presentation of my honors thesis for the people in my lab on wednesday (and mike came too) and it went very well. they were pretty impressed, i think they're going to let me stay. but then my professor, who i cannot name on here, but let's call her s g m, said oh that's very interesting you need to publish it. linda keeps bothering me and asking me when you are going to publish it. i had just assumed dr. smith had forgotten i even existed. oh well. i guess not. so now i'm going back to the data to scrutinize it instead of just plowing through it with macshapa. and i have some new articles to read. because everyone was like oh if you're interested in that, you should read this and this. it was very nice, people here are so supportive, and i don't feel like i'm being used as labor, which is very pleasant.
6. last night brent andronnie came to chicago. brent's band was playing, and so i went to see them. it was really cool seeing them in chicago. i feltlike i was in bloomington except i wasn't of course. then we went to get some mexican food, and then we went back to the bar. on the way i found a mickey mouse photo album. so that was very interesting. also some other people from bloomington were here and it was really great. anyways when i left the bar i was calling michael to let him know that i was on my way home now and i was carrying the mickey mouse photo album and i was wearing tall shoes, and i TRIPPED over a crack in the sidewalk (the north side sucks) and smashed face down on the sidewalk. and there were all these people like oh my are you all right. the greatthing was that it was really freaking cold outside so i couldn't even feel it. so i just got up and said yes i'm allright, thanks. then when i got in the car and got warmed up, i found i was indeed NOT alright. i ripped my pants and got a huge booboo on both knees and my elbow hurts. but at least i didn't drop anything.
sidenote: this reminds me of the time i was carrying some brownies or cupcakes or something out to my parents' car. we were going to thanksgiving celebration or something and i was wearing those giant oldman pants i used to wear every day with the huge feet-holes. also i wasn't wearing shoes, and it was cold outside (yeah i'm dumb). so i was sort of running, just a few feet to the car to put the cupcakes in it, and of course, i tripped over the huge feetholes in my pants. that was horrible! i scraped everything, my knees, elbows, wrists, TOES, everything. i still have ascar on one of my toes. but, the most important things was, I DIDN'T DROP THE CUPCAKES! i was very proud of myself for that,too.
so anyways yeah i didn't drop the mickeymouse photoalbum or the cellphone or anything, i just mercilessly shredded my own delicate knee flesh and ripped my favorite jeans. yuck. then when i got home mike put bandaids and neosporin on them while i winced and petted the bunny. he should be an elementary school nurse.
so the moral of thestory is i'm a clutz. thank you. thank you very much
uh, 5? (i forgot what number i was on)...oh well i don't really have anything else to say anyways. oh yeah i got hit on at the gas station yesterday. when i informed the kind man that,uh i already had a boyfriend, he said, oh well i already have a girlfriend. to which i said oh well i guess that's her problem.
okay i think that's it. i still like it here, i still feel like harry potter every day when i take the hogwart's express (CTA bus #172) through the English countryside (south side chicago) past all of the trees and sheep (buildings and homeless men) to the castle and learn witchcraft (psychology). hehe. maybe i'm delusional? oh well...
i'll put up some photos soon cause i got a few good ones.
xo
