it might not be what you expect
my room is clean, my clothes are being cleaned and i'm getting ready to take a shower. if only i had done some russian tonight i would feel complete. the little children came over and took our candy, but apparently not enough because we still have piles of it in a bowl. or maybe we have a bowlfull of it in our room? yeah. lets go with the latter.
lots of math going on here. lots of math. took a break at 6 for the first meeting of the american sign language enthusiasts. silly name. there were 6 of us there. it was a fun time, reviewd the alphabet and numbers (well, review for me) and talked a bit about hearing impared vs deaf vs Deaf, and from what i've collected, the people in Sound and Fury were Deaf. I think i'll have to watch that now. Hillel is having a Hebrew Marathon this saturday. Learn to read Hebrew from 10 am to 5 pm. i'm excited! yay new alphabets.
i'm paralyzed with fear, working does not seem to be an option.
so, yay runner. sorry to see you go.
to see the colors in my yarn, go here http://www.muenchyarns.com/Pages/blkfrstmulti.html and scroll down to #61. varigated... so pretty. it was the green that sold me. and the twisty stripes. oh, so soft & pretty. although, i think i'm staying away from imported yarns for a long long time.
So, today, i bought a $42 hat, that i have to assemble myself. what was i thinking? oh yeah, i was thinking that it will be one hella cool hat.
so, i'm home and on the way here, i listened to way too much the postal service. oh, they're so good. I think i'm gonna have to tell my philosophy prof about their song "we become silhouettes" because it just has so much in common with plato's divided line, eikasia... and, it's just beautiful.
I see people here
last night, while i was procrastinating on writing my paper in the lounge, Abigail came downstairs and there was another boy sitting in the lounge as well. They were kind of talking, and Abigail's was talking about her roommate from freshman year. Her name was Michelle. It turns out that Michelle left Truman after two years becuase she hated it here. Also, Michelle and this boy were from the same town. He asked Abigail "did she have a brother named (i don't remember)?" Abigail was like "yes. yes, she did." and so, she said that she went to a small school in St. Louis, to which he asked "SLU?" "No, no it was a small program with a communications program" and i'm like "WOAH NOW! Was this, by chance Fontbonne?" "yeah" "Holy Crap! I know who you're talking about! She's a friend of my friend!" and it was strange walt-disney "small world" goodness/weirdness.
mmmm in need of sleep. needing to read more socrates. so much plato. also, cleaning, rearanging and not being irritated by the suitemates. i miss my roommate. i mean, i love this roommate, but i miss MY roommate. i was planning on going to a concert on wednesday. instead, i "did homework" without actually doing much homework.
(gotta love the robert nesta marley)
last fall i had this saying that really helped me out on occasion. it went like this: "linear algebra cannot inflict physical damage upon my body." this semester, i don't even have that, because i believe that my classes actually can inflict all kinds of damage.
okay, so it's move-in day. and i was wondering about the whole who was bringing the shower curtian issue, but no big deal, because hey, they put one up. so that's something we don't have to worry about. then, i moved the shower curtain back and looked in. guess what i saw. there's a floor mat, which i'm not really thrilled about, because i don't want to stand on that. yuck but the big thing was this ... stool in there. like to sit on or shave your legs on or something. takes up like the entire shower. i was like "is one of them handicapped or something?" but no, neither of them are. showing other people, all of them asked "is she handicapped?" still, no. and it's really irritating because i have to take them out of the shower everytime i take a shower, because i don't want it in there. which is totally counterintuitive, ya know? people should be putting extra things in when they take a shower, not taking things out. and then, they don't change the roll of toilet paper when they use the last of it. and i'm like "WTF, mate" why can't you change your toilet paper? and so since hillary and i didn't really need or like the stool, were just leaving it out of the shower, but we got a note on the wall: "please put the stool back in the shower when you're done because i keep tripping over it when i go to the bathroom" and i'm like "please keep your stool out of the shower, because i keep tripping over it when i want to take a shower!" not really though, because i just thought of that. it is a great response though. and most recently they changed the shower curtian attacher-to-the-rod thingies. before they were metal and could slide around on the bar, now they're plastic and smaller and don't move around. which makes taking the stool and mat out even more irritating. grr. that's all. other than that, they're really nice girls. except for the fact that they like to have boys over a lot. which is kind of disturibing if they don't lock the door...
the other day i was reading plato, and there was a reference to beef. it made me happy, but probably would have even more if it wasn't like two am. i made it through this week (which was basically stressed-out hell. and i procrastinated last night. i'm going to have to work my butt off tomorrow, but i think that tonight will be spiderman 2 and tomorrow will be "supersize me" which i've really wanted to see. so yay.
i was in the yemen. i don't eat ramen and i don't drink beer. i love cheese. actually i love a lot of things. i am continually thankful for healthy bowels. the psalms frustrate me and make me want to curl up with gibran. i think about jesus (and his kitsch) more than the average person.
