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[16 Sep 2009|01:10pm] |
So we have another sick ratty. I'm pretty sure Bailey has a respiratory infection of some sort, because she keeps on sneezin' and coughin' and wheezin'. I think she'll be okay, as respiratory problems are fairly common and easily solved in ratties. But we need to bring her back to PetCo and "return her" for a few days, then buy her back, or something. It doesn't cost us any money and veterinary bills are hugely expensive, so it's probably the best option.
In other news, Isabel learned how to escape from the aquarium. That's a fun discovery. -_- We really need a proper top for them.
And in other other news, I should really start reading.
(I still haven't found out about the play yet grrrr)
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| Writer's Block: Seven |
[05 Feb 2009|01:38pm] |
SLOTH. PERIOD. END OF STORY. CASE CLOSED.
THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT.
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[12 Dec 2008|01:33pm] |
W. T. F. x3000.
That is BY FAR the weirdest thing I have ever seen on the internet.
And believe me, I have seen a lot of the internet.
*shudder*
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[18 Nov 2008|07:43pm] |
So I've decided to make and sell hats. Maybe.
See, the thing is, every time I make a hat, I just want to keep it. :'(
What would you spend on a hat? Like, a simple crocheted beanie?
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| Writer's Block: If Wishes Were Horses |
[12 Nov 2008|11:51am] |
I found over 50 four-leaf clovers this summer. I like that. But I never actually make wishes - I just believe that finding them makes me feel special and happy and therefore more confident. I find them sometimes when I just look at the ground and there's one RIGHT THERE. Most people are shocked. It's one of my few talents. :)
I also do the whole "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight" etc. thing. It's a habit.
I also seem to catch the clock at 11:11 at least once a day.
Sometimes I pray. Which is weird, I'm not religious, and I don't pray to God - just more of a general plea to whoever listens to brain waves. Which is probably nothing. But it makes me feel better.
My eyelashes fall out a lot too.
I used to wish and pray a lot, but I don't really anymore - I'm pretty happy with my life as it is and whenever I get a moment to make a wish, it takes me a while to think of something. I always used to wish, "I wish ______ would like me back," but ever since I got a boyfriend, I don't need to do that anymore. It's a weird feeling, but I think it's good in the end.
And now for something completely different...
Today's HC Announcements were particularly amusing. Some highlights:
"lonely
looking for someone to cuddle with *serious request*"
"Norse Mythology Jan-Term Course
An EPEC Course on Norse Mythology, this January. Discussion to be held outside, around a fire, to better recreate the experience."
"Parlez vous Francais?
I need the translation for a 1-minute clip from a French porn movie."
I <3 Hampshire College.
Oops, I just wasted like 20 minutes.
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[22 Sep 2008|04:00pm] |
Also! I'm bored with my hair. What should I do to it, if anything??
- cut it short (I don't like that idea very much...)
- dye it:
a. black
b. red (you know like natural red)
c. some other craaaazy color?
- dreadlock it
- just a trim and nothing else
- get bangs or something (also probably wouldn't look good)
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[23 Apr 2008|05:21pm] |
I have mono and tonsillitis and I hate it.
My tonsils are swollen to approximately the size of my throat and hurt like nothing I've ever felt before, and Tylenol with Codeine doesn't make it feel ANY better. And it's supposed to knock you out, but it didn't knock me out at all. In fact, I slept worse. I can't swallow anything, including my own spit. There is no relief.
I just want to die. Mono itself would be fine - I'm cool with sleeping a lot, I kind of do it anyway. But the tonsillitis is just a low blow.
And it's just great that this happened right before finals week!!!
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[27 Mar 2008|06:39pm] |
So it's anti-racism week here at Hampshire and it's caused quite the upset, you might say.
The group organizing it has a list of almost 20 demands, included hiring new staff and faculty. Their mantra is "All we demand is that Hampshire be actively anti-racist!" Which means the administration meeting all of those demands. Which will cost money. Which means a raise in tuition. Which means it'll cost my family money. Which means...you get the picture.
I'm totally all for anti-racism, as I'm sure you all aren't surprised to hear. I don't consider myself to be racist. Yes, I have some assumptions in my mind about certain races, I'm not going to lie. But I think most people do. I think it's extremely difficult to be TOTALLY colorblind in this world, when everyone has such different and unique colors. It's naive to think that you are completely not racist.
So I don't really know how I feel. Yesterday, during lunch, people in the group came into the dining hall with a mega phone. They were saying, "Don't worry - we just wanted to let you all know that your white privilege is secure!" And then someone else from the group stood up and said "THIS IS FUCKED UP! We need to start a discussion about this!" It was...interesting. Anyway, I know a lot of white people who feel attacked by this. I did at first. But I've been thinking about it. And I think that the reaction from white students here is more interesting than the demands of the anti-racism group.
I mean, think about it. White people are rarely reminded of their race. I personally don't usually think about my race. It's never rubbed in my face. I'm never insulted because of my skin color. So it's really been an interesting experience, all week, every time I go to the bathroom where there is a poster about the movement, to constantly be reminded that I. Am. White. For the first time in my LIFE, my race is being shoved down my throat. For the first time in a LOT of white student's lives, their race is being shoved down their throats. It's a different experience.
And a lot of these white students are reacting with hostility. A lot of us are sick of it. We see the posters and complain about being attacked, apologizing for being white, saying, "Well, what can *I* do about it?" We talk about how wrong it is when we see white students putting up posters with the 18 or so demands. "They're WHITE. They have no place to talk about this."
Well, who says they don't? Why are white people not supposed to care about racism? Why can't they help?
My professor this morning was talking about teaching a class on the Civil Rights Movement last spring, and one student came up to her and said, "I don't think we can talk about this if we don't have a person of color in our class." It's interesting how we, as whites, always have to refer to the person of color in the room for their opinion on a matter. Like, just because they are black, they automatically know everything about the Civil Rights Movement and our opinions can't differ from theirs for fear of being called "Racist."
So, all in all, I think the reactions of some of the white student body (including some of my best friends, my boyfriend, and myself) have been EXCEEDINGLY racist - but only because we, as privileged whites, don't know how to react to having our race constantly pointed out to us. It's unfamiliar territory. Our race is being attacked, kind of, subtly, but it still is. I'm not going to say whether the white race deserves to be attacked or not because I don't know. But it is being accused as the aggressor, as the race that CAN do something but WON'T, as the "bad guy," the powerful villain. Is it true? I don't know. But is it getting to us? FUCK YES IT IS. And is that effective? YOU BET.
Now I know, not exactly, of course, and on a much MUCH smaller scale, but I can begin to imagine what it must be like to be constantly judged for the color of your skin EVERYDAY.
Now, do I agree with the 18 demands? Not really. I don't think a lot of it is realistic. Maybe a slow change over time is more feasible. I've grown up with racism - seen it on TV, on the news, in books, in toy stores - and it's not going away that quickly. It'll take time.
So I'm not really sure how I feel about the whole anti-racism week - but it has definitely been interesting.
AAAAND I'm late for rehearsal, so I gotta go. HAIR HAIR HAIRHAIRHAIR HAIR HAIR HAAAAAAIRR
love to all
I hope I didn't offend anyone. I love you all very much and I'm not accusing anyone of anything.
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[26 Nov 2007|11:11pm] |
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11:11 make a wish!!!
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[26 Nov 2007|12:23pm] |
So I just registered for classes. (Finally.)
Here's my schedule as of now:
US Literature since 1960
The English Bible
Yiddish Literature and Culture
Staging Original Drama
Intro to Theatre at UMass
(Yeah, I'm taking 5 courses. Roughly 19 credits.)
Only problem: I'm not sure about the Yiddish Class. I think it has the potential to be really awesome, and the professor is supposed to be great. But there are two other classes at the same time: September 11th: An Introduction to Media Analysis, and Happy Days?: U.S. Social History and Popular Culture in the 1950. Both classes sounds really good. All three classes sound really good. And I feel like I should do more of that thing called "Learned about the world."
Opinions???
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[25 Nov 2007|01:10am] |
I haven't done one of these in forever!!! I forgot that I found them sort of fun...if not a bit self-indulgent.
( meme? survey? whatever. )
Um...I have a kitty sitting right next to me. I had good food today. I love guacamole. And cake. And not eating waay too much.
I would really like an apple rigt now.
I got some work done today, now I feel a little bit better about life...
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[26 Sep 2007|03:09pm] |
I cannot stop eating pretzel goldfish.
It is so hot out right now.
I love this college.
Good day.
(LOOK IT MAKES A DIAGONAL LINE OMG)
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[09 Sep 2007|06:54pm] |
So I got up at 2:40 this morning and I'm EXHAUSTED.
What is WRONG with me?!
I don't want to do work. Pout.
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[29 Aug 2007|12:39pm] |
Holy crap. Why do I get so nervous? Seriously.
I should really take up marijuana.
(Joke.)
But honestly. I'm SO nervous. Why? Damned if I know. Ugh. My stomach hurts and I'm all sweaty and I just want tomorrow to be HERE...but it's not, and I still have to wait another...21 hours and 20 minutes...OH MY GOD...
Eek!
(This is all in reference to college. Tomorrow. Oh yikes.)
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[26 Aug 2007|11:46pm] |
So I'm off to college pretty damn soon. I'm really, really nervous, but really excited.
I have my classes. They are:
Creating Families - Heather course! I'm not sure about this class. I don't think it was one of my top choices. But that's okay. The professors are supposed to be pretty good.
Draft Resisters and Warriors - I'm pretty excited about this class. I'll get to learn something I know pretty much nothing about it.
Southern Writers - What attracted me to this course was that I would get to read Faulkner. I like Faulkner. The professor is supposedd to be really enthusiastic, which is nice.
Math and the Other Arts - Yes, I'm taking a math class. No, I didn't have to. I hope you're proud, Kyle. The teacher is supposed to be good with students who aren't good at math, so that will be good, and it's about math and its relation to arts, which is also pretty cool. This is my tutorial class, so the teacher will also be my advisor. Interesting.
Um...that's about it. Eeeeek....
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[07 Aug 2007|08:12pm] |
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Who knew you could buy popcorn from amazon.com?
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