Saturday, August 27, 2005

Took a long walk. A really long walk.
People were all touchy all day, so we all went on this insanely long walk, later determined to be about 8 miles, and everyone felt much better about everyone else.

I am contemplating a saltwater fishtank. I mention this because reading up on starting a saltwater tank is more fascinating than Profiles in Courage, from which all I have learned is that JFK was actually incapable of describing courage, even in 19 pages.

I hate that book. It cannot parallel my hate of As I Lay Dying, but at least that book was never intended to make a whole lot of sense all at once.
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Thursday, August 25, 2005

Do the little smileys creep anyone else out?
I kind of have a thing about them, and I'll hold to the fact that they're creepy. Not just the ones we all see 2 inches above the Body box in the Add Post menu. But all of them. The smiley little stars my friend has, the smiley autumn leaves my friend's mother has, the little kitties some people use. They're creepy. Very creepy. Especially the little winking ones or the ones that spin or whatever. It's all rather creepy, I think.

And since I can't rationalize in a way that no one who's met me can understand, this all sounds rather like fit of psychosis, so never mind.

I'm at my dad's school again. And two weeks from yesterday, I'll be back at my own.

(And, since I know that no one cares, I still have 2 books to read plus a stats packet to finish. But right now, I'm taking a short break. Or a short fit of procrastination. Whatever.)

Having been up only maybe three and a half hours, I actually have nothing to say.

So, I'm done.

Except that it is so cold in here, my fingers are feeling kind of arthritic and it's hard to type.
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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Anyone else remember hearing something about Yuu Watase getting sued?
This being an anime site, I thought I'd ask. I remember someone saying something to me once about Yuu Watase getting sued because Imadoki was blatant plagiarism of Boys Over Flowers, and it shows if you read both and notice the abrupt ending of Imadoki, but since then, I've heard nothing, and I can't find anything on a Google search.

Just curious.

Okay, so, back to the chronicles of my summer homework.

I didn't return my friend's phone call yesterday because I wasn't gonna return it to hear how much she hated Invisible Man when I had 120 pages left. So I stalled, and called her today.

And after all that dodging, dipping, ducking, diving, and dodging, she hadn't finished it yet.

So in the end, despite what is now clearly a moment of psychotic paranoia, I won.

Because I got to say, "Oh really, you haven't finished it yet? I did this morning, and I wrote most of my paper too. You're not up to Rinehart yet? Oh, that's so weird ..."

So, as I bragged at her, I brag for you.

For you, however, I will not explain why I don't need a minion or sidekick in my secret life as an archnemesis, the evil bred from her assumption that I am merely a sidekick to be manipulated at her every whim.

Be grateful, as I considered it.

-End-
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Monday, August 22, 2005

Should really think about finishing Invisble Man now ...
So, what am I doing? Same thing as yesterday, plus 2 hours of TV.

Okay, so when I was in kindergarten, we had a birthday party for all the summer birthdays in June. If you would observe my personal info on the side, you will see that I was born on August 31st. Summer.

So, as the birthday kids go down to the office to pick a prize from the Birthday Box, I tell my then-friend Jen that I was turning 7 on my birthday.

*Gasp!* All the other kids were turning 6! My birthday, on the cut-off, made me nearly a year older than some of the kids in my class!

Jen was troubled. She told the teacher on me for being the wrong age. The teacher had to explain that I was the right age for the class and that I'd not had a party before, so it was okay.

It's weird, but I remember that.

I don't remember when the girls who became my real friends and I started bringing our toy horses to school to play with on the playground. I don't remember when we met, even. I remember how we met, but not really anything specific beyond who we met through.

But I remember this one encounter with a girl who I wouldn't recognize if I saw her today.

I just think that's kind of weird.
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Sunday, August 21, 2005

NOT reading Invisible Man ...
I should be. I really should. I had like 220 pages left this morning, and I have to write my paper on Tuesday so I can send it in Wednesday so it will arrive by Friday since I'm working on Monday.

But ... I still have 150 pages to go.

My dad's having a radiation treatment next week, so he's really touchy, so I kind of had to watch A Beautiful Mind and The Fugitive with him, because even in the best of circumstances, if you don't watch his favorite movies with him, he gets offended.

And really, I can take A Beautiful Mind and all those Tom Hanks movies. Those appeal to me. They involve Forrest Gump, Paul Bettany, and applied mathematics. But when it comes to Airplane! with a running commentary ("That's Beaver's mom! What's her name?" "Barbara Billingsly, Dad." "Oh yeah! Well, that's Beaver's mom!" and "Man, Johnny's funny! He's kinda like Buddy the Elf!") and police chase movies, I'd rather be reading a book that's like 600 pages of poltical speeches missing the first line that tells you what the heck they're talking about.

In conclusion: I have 150 pages left, and rather than taking care of it, I'm griping over here.

Haha to me.
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Thursday, August 18, 2005

COOKIE, COOKIE, COOKIE STARTS WITH C!
For the record, keep the Cookie Monster.

I'm gonna go help my sister make cookies tonight before we all go to New York again.

Bye.
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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Tired out of my skull
I was up really early because my sister had to go to field hockey, and I never bothered to go back to bed, I watched TV instead.

Then I did lots of statistics homework.

Then I went to work.

Then I did more stats work.

Then I found out our bunny died. He was kind of Mom's pet, so she's upset.

And I need to go to bed. And read 3 books before school.

Not to mention finish my stats homework.

I will never forget how to make a histogram on my calculator, I promise! Doing it a million times and then drawing it out on paper is killing me!
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Papi is the most popular Red Sock according to a recent survey.
I am well on my way to finishing my statistics homework! Graphs and plots and charts and crap of that nature!

I did most of the packet on the basics of statistics. Now I have to do one on getting acquainted with my TI-83. I have been using it for 2 years. I am pretty well acquainted with it. But I have to complete the packet, so complete the packet I will.

Because my homework is that thrilling.

Then again, I listened to 15 minutes from my friend on why her essay on To Kill a Mockingbird were "to die for" and truly moving. So I think I am justified in mentioning this. Also, it makes me feel like I'm getting stuff done.

Our bunny is sick. Poor bunny.

One of my videotapes that I use to tape stuff died somewhat violently. Which angers me. Oh well, everything replays if you know when in the morning hours to tape it.
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Monday, August 15, 2005

The best Christmas present ever ... and I mean it.
It being August, my aunt has remembered out Christmas presents.

They are hammocks, one for each of us. That's three.

Okay, so we already have one hammock of our own. Where are we supposed to put three others???

When my mom asked my aunt, she said, "Oh, you have trees in the backyard!"

Okay, they are not in the yard. They are in the woods.

And even if we had trees in the yard, we'd need a lot of them, neatly spaced, for all these hammocks.

Then again, this is the aunt who, when we couldn't stay the whole family reunion and missed the pinata, saved us something special.

Not candy. Of course not.

She saved us the legs and arms of the Spongebob Squarepants pinata. And a good chuck of the torso.

Why on earth would we want that?

On occasion, we've let the little kids keep the front half of a traditional horse pinata if it survived. So this was for my brother.

He is almost 12.

We threw the legs out today. Plus the other stuff.
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Sunday, August 14, 2005

Blah
Life's exciting. More summer homework accomplished.

And I'm watching Spy Kids 3, just to prove how exciting life is.
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