Saphhous

Keep Your Ball. We've Got the Possum.

This is a damn good way to find people, I guess. Seems a little like cheating tho'. How I love the internet.

"Security increase: The Globe would like to talk to those who have noticed increased security measures in the Boston area since the national threat alert was raised to orange. If you are willing to be interviewed, please fill out this form.

Taken from the Boston Globe web site

E-mail from my dad

He always writes me funny e-mails. I think it's because he can't write. Exempli Gratia:

Good whatever,watch the news ,and they said boston should get 18 to 24 inches.so get out and get what you need for a day or so. Have fun playing in it, go get a flu shot. It is killing kids this year. Love santa.

Weather

Still no time to write about Sadaam; hopefully I'll write out the post while I'm on the plane ... I can't wait to be finished with my final and out of here. I've studied Russian for so long everything I say or think is translated into it. Oh, but I did want to mention the weather here. Last night we got three inches of snow in a couple of hours, then it warmed up and began raining. Keep in mind it "warmed up" at about 9 p.m. Then I got up this morning, it was drizzling and almost 40 degrees. Now, an hour later, it is no longer raining, but it's 33 degrees. It's like Kentucky all over again. Maybe I should move to Florida — seeing Bad Boys II made me want to move to Miami.

Sadaam

Well, they finally did it. So now what? I promise speculation later, but I have to finish my final paper first. For now, this will suffice.

saphhous:they caught sadaam
Dylagan123: and I figured they would hold on to this until the election

Life is beautiful

Guido: I forgot to tell you.
Dora: Go ahead.
Guido: You can't imagine how much I feel like making love to you. But I'll never tell anyone, especially not you. They'd have to torture me to make me say it.
Dora: Say what?
Guido: That I want to make love to you - not just once, but over and over again! But I'll never tell you that. I'd have to be crazy to tell you. I'd even make love to you now...right here for the rest of my life.

Dean for America

A must read for anyone interested in Dean ... or just his campaign strategies. While Dean is a great guy, his supporters are even more amazing.

Need feedback

My birthday present to myself. Input?

School's out ... for ... ever

Well, maybe just for a month. I'm excited about not having homework, although I do have Russian to do, and I'm going to try reading The Death Of Ivan Iliych in Russian. Try. (Yeah, Catallaxy, you can brush up on your skills and we'll make a day of it.)

I have one final on Monday — the two-hour Russian one. I have to turn in a final paper for my writing class, and a revised copy of another paper. Which brings me to this: I think something is wrong with my writing professor. My most recent paper (the one I need to revise) was about Ethan Frome and Immanuel Kant. More specifically, I had to use Kant's theories to analyze the "sledding accident" in Ethan Frome. So I did, and I'm pretty sure it's an awful paper. She gives it back today with exactly 11 errors (well, it was only two pages, but it still doesn't look like many), and on the front it says:

Tracy, you manage to say a great deal in little space, and say it well. Please clean this up and leave me your next draft with your final paper. This is too good not to be better.

It's only short because I'm lazy and I thought it was the second worse assignment I've ever been given. (The worst was my Antigone/Kreon through the perspective of Thomas Hobbes.) If I ever bother to read the essay, I'm sure it's awful. Oh well. I thought the Antigone one was bad too, and I made my corrections an hour before the paper was due and turned it in without re-reading it, and got a B+. Silly, silly college.

I'm excited about coming home ... Only four more days. I'll land at LI at 8 p.m. on Monday, then it's on to Snitch Tuesday morning. Good times, good times. I kinda really miss the place. I need to remember not to drop out of school to write there.

Feeling like less of a man

I realized on Friday that I do know how to iron, and I'm not too bad at it. Of course, this realization came as three boys needed me to iron their shirts for COM prom. I hate feeling domesticated. I want someone to take care of me, damnit. I want someone to (occassionally) do my laundry, fold my clothes, clean the kitchen ... Because I'm sure as hell not going to do it all the time. Hence, why I love the dorm. I'd love it even more if someone did do my laundry. But at least I don't have to clean (much) or cook.

Sentimental

To JAM, from Everclear's "I will buy you a new life":

I will buy you a garden
Where your flowers can bloom
I will buy you a new car
Perfect shinny and new
I will buy you that big house
Way up in the west hills
I will buy you a new life

Snow!

Something more than a foot ... We had a snowball fight at midnight last night — I got tackled and flung and tossed — being small sucks. I made it to the grocery yesterday to stockpile goodies; and I bought:

• Maple & Brown Sugar Frosted Mini-Wheats


• Frosted Animal Cookies


• "Caramel Cream" pudding cups


• Snowball melt-away cookies


• Ghiradelli White Mocha hot chocolate


• Lunchables Nachos


• Instant mashed potatoes

Amo Newtones

"Amicus Plato amicus Aristoteles magis amica veritas" ("Plato is my friend, Aristotle is my friend, but my best friend is truth").

Tricky, tricky Hitler:

In the meantime, after the failure of the attempt on Hitler's life on July 20, 1944, Rommel's contacts with the conspirators had come to light. Hitler did not want the “people's marshal” to appear before the court as his enemy and thence be taken to the gallows. He sent two generals to Rommel to offer him poison with the assurance that his name and that of his family would remain unsullied if he avoided a trial. On October 14 Rommel took poison, thus ending his life. He was later buried with full military honours.

Taken from Encyclopaedia Britannica Online — I'd include the link, but you need a subscription to read it.

Wish List!: "Tracyfaye's Birthday and Christmas list"