You try to be nice to other people,sometimes it doesn't work!!But you just keep on going and you try your best at most things you do!You like to work alone and sometimes you are the class clown!!
I once transcribed a voicemail onto this site, in which an old man called me Brenda and offered me coffee and fruit salad. Since then, I've gotten several more calls from various old-sounding people, all of whom are looking for Brenda. At first I figured one old man had simply taken the wrong number down for his at-home assistant or something. But when more old folk kept calling me Brenda, I began to think more critically.
I now realize that there is a scam artist using the obviously fake name Brenda (which means "fiery hill" or "sword-blade") and my phone number to trick old people into...well...I'm not sure what exactly, but something dastardly no doubt!
In better news, I will not be posting a recap of my trip to Las Vegas...ever. Do you feel used? Listen, it's not my fault if you believed me. Life is too short to worry about who did or did not update what they said they would by when. If it will make you feel better, you may choose to view any or all of the following three pictures I took in LV:
Wax Don King - Actual Piece of the Berlin Wall (Behind the Urinal) - Ape
Gym, check. Classes, pretty much check. Eating, opposite of check.
I need a diet. Not a lose-weight or no-carb or (shudder) vegan diet, but just some food I can eat without feeling like the chewed up portion is going directly to my heart and lodging itself there like a sumo wrestler in a phone booth.
In better news, a recap of my trip to Las Vegas is coming...later!
In better news, a recap of my trip to Las Vegas is coming soon!
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Strawberry Cheesecake You try to be nice to other people,sometimes it doesn't work!!But you just keep on going and you try your best at most things you do!You like to work alone and sometimes you are the class clown!! |
I guess some questions just don't have answers!
At this time, it pleases me to report that not only have I accomplished this, but in record time. You see, I did not know I wished for this until a few moments after it happened.
For those whose curiosity bids them ask "What is another of your lifetime goals?" why then I tell you that I shall be content with my life (once removed of such) only if I chance to see Jurassic Park on "the big screen" just once more.
So go the dreams of a person such as I, who oft asks for the exceptional yet just as oft settles for the mundane.
You get what ya give, y'know?
I wonder what causes me to udpate this page. I bet it's something simple, like a really specific room temperature or a phase of the moon.
So I got TiVo, and probably the best thing about it is that I now have proof of something very important. For a while now, I've been trying to tell people about this guy in the Drew Carey Show laugh track (or studio audience, if you believe in that sort of thing) who says "Hey!" louder than all the normal laughing people. He only does it when there's an extra-insulting joke, and he's not in every episode. Wow, this is stupid, bye bye.
But I have to study, which means I have to eat a lot of Cheez-It Baked Snack Crackers and talk on aim a lot before panic really truly sets in and I fall asleep reading tiny text on my computer (even though I could probably enlarge it).
Good night!
So I'm driving home early this morning, and there are a bunch of people standing around, reminding me of zombies and freaking me out. But they were night runners! So let's see, it was between 1:30 and 2 in the morning, at hickey and gateway, between saturday and sunday. And the fourth saturday of the month, in case that's important. Who knows how often these people do this? But I think it's cool, frankly. What's not cool is changing from present to past tense, mid-update. I'm sorry. It's something I need to work on.
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Yeah, I took a My Little Pony quiz, what of it?
Bonnie finished the poem/song/short story from last week's entry, but I'm not sharing it with the rest of you, so nyaaah. I know this won't bother Bonnie, cause she didn't do it for the fame and fortune. She did it cause it's nice.
Once more: nyaaah.
I accidentally started a poem/song/short story, so I need someone to finish it:
Chasing his dreams down a long stretch of road.
There is no vacancy at the Sunset Motel.
Send me the next two lines! [email protected]
aug 7
McFeely is an unfortunate name for a guy defending the rights of accused child molesters.
july 31
it wasn't simply watching a star trek: the next generation movie at the video store that embarrassed me, not even when a gaggle of giggling girls came in. no, it was when captain picard began to sing an excerpt from the HMS Pinafore that I became uncomfortable
jul 25
Kid explaining...well, you'll see:
"This is a magic school bus. It's a magic school bus that's ma- it's a school bus that's magic."
jul 24
today was pot day:
cancelled on a guy that wanted me to drive him and his friends to a concert so that they could get high but not have to take public transportation.
-got a call from my sister, because the hash pipe I found in her car and threw away actually belonged to her friend's brother. it did have a pretty design though...
-and I came home at 2:30am to my roommate and a couple of his friends getting high in the living room, watching sea lab 2021
-and it's not even 4/20...
Undated updates:
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I was watching a home shopping channel, and they were selling those state quarters. When talking about Alabama's, the saleswoman said Hellen Keller was, quote, "One of America's most famous...history...members...in America."
The race is on to see if I can write all my essays, articles, papers, and legal briefs, as well as study for all 6 of my finals, all while packing and moving to a new place.
Challenges make me feel...challenged.
In a good way.
Usually.
o_o
Free dinners on Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and Monday? Delectable!*
Canceling an appointment with a Sergeant of the United States Army? Emboldening.
Finding a new place to live 2 weeks before my current lease ends? Uh...Good?
*(Many thanks to the Seekers leaders, Laura, Joanna from class, the [insert flattering adjective] Jen, and mia madre, respectively.)
But...who will feed me tomorrow?!
Over the past two months I have witnessed and experienced many things.
Um..The End!
Okay, so there was the trip to Florida during spring break, which taught me several lessons. Here are some notes to self for my next vay-cay:
-Don't start a trip by traveling all night without sleeping.
-If you do, don't make your exhaustion worse by waking up early every day after that.
-Don't go with people that act like punks.
-Don't act like a punk.
-If you act like a punk because you're tired, allude to your actions (weeks after returning from the trip) on your website in a pitiful pseudo-apology.
->If you spend hundreds of dollars to fly thousands of miles, do not spend most of your time doing things you can do in your home state. Crikey.
The sum of all these fears does not star Ben Affleck and Morgan Freeman, it is simply "Plan ahead."
(If that sentence makes sense to you, we probably spend far too much time together.
For the rest of us, I mean that planning ahead will save me these troubles on my next trip.)
There are more stories to tell: Greek contractors vs Chinese contractors (i.e. comparing and contrasting the two, not pitting them against each other in a fight to the death armed only with tape measures); books I'm reading and a book I mailed, quarters collected and professors alienated, and of course my nearly-concluded search for housing.
But for now, I will savor my last Cadbury Creme egg and ask you to visit at a later date.
As always, I appreciate the time you spend here, so don't be a stranger!
I thought the little starburst on the sardine can said "Probably made in the USA!"
Turns out it was proudly made.
I don't want glasses =(
a) two channels are airing a "Crocodile vs Shark" themed show on Sunday night
or
b) I know that two channels are airing a "Crocodile vs Shark" themed show on Sunday night
...when I realized that secret option c, eating 40-something Oreos in as many hours, out-lamed them both.
I don't know what I'll do if someone named Brenda starts giving my phone number out to lonely old men with disposable tins, but this reminds me of another old random message:
(Voice of a slurring drunk)
What are you, nnnutso?
Callin' Montana...
Uh oh, maybe it's the uh...
Welllll...ohh I knew this was...well...
It became one of my lifelong goals to be one of those lucky few that turned his milk blue with an Oreo.
Yesterday, I nearly achieved that goal, only to be mocked and utterly defeated.
I don't wanna talk about it.
February 2
hypnagogic: Of, relating to, or occurring in the state of intermediate consciousness preceding sleep.
February 17
Laurie pointed out that I didn't finish the story. Well, rest assured, I did not talk back, fight back, or perform a back flip. I pretended to laugh and I read the lines.
Not an exciting ending, which is why I left it out.
Thanks Laurie.
February 21
Cindy's response, via a Post-It Brand note found on my door:
What?!? I'm wasting my freedom if I don't love America? The beauty of America is that you don't have to love it and agree with all its choices and you can still live here. Someone who doesn't love America and fights for what they believe in is wasting their freedom?First, I said people who hate America, not people who "don't love." There is a vast middle ground, and many an apathetic American make their home there.
Second, and you said it yourself, America is beautiful. So we agree!
Ah yes, and finally, I fail to see how drinking, debauchery, and refusing to vote amount to fighting for what you believe in.
I Love America.No, nevermind, I don't wanna see it.
Note: This is the professor who, after telling us we wouldn't get our essays back for two weeks, blamed her incompetence on "cosmic interference."
You know, while we're (I'm) on the subject of dreams, here are some things I've done in other people's dreams (in a bulleted list, no less!):
Reviewing that list, one might get the impression that my dream world persona deserved a much worse end than death by deflation. But perhaps I've forgotten some stories, so if I show up in any of your dreams, let me know.
I'd better go sleep for three hours. I hope I dream about sleeping for eight.
Why can't you starve in the desert?
Because of all the sand which is there.
That's so good! If you disagree, well, hey, it's just a pun.
Uh...thanks Laurie, but now I don't think I'll be sleeping for a long, long time.
This is dedicated to Andrea, my unintentional matchmaker. (Good work, I think you can retire now =)
Phone calls, e-mails, im's, all very thoughtful. The time you took was really appreciated, and I will try to return the favor as you all turn 21 =D
And hey, have a good 2004! See you on the other side.
Lesson: (See Below)
Lesson: I'm an idiot.
Today, for the second time, it has been brought to my attention that there may be another Joe Pasini out there. How creepy is that? The first time it was Drew and Christina who told me he was enrolled in some movie class, but wasn't there when the professor called his name during roll. In a more recent incident, Daniel told me he may be in "contemporary american short stories," and again, does not show up. Sounds like we have a few things in common, if he exists.
Oh MAN, I found out yesterday that I didn't have to take this stupid American Indian History class I'm now stuck in. I could've been in "Art of Comedy" this whole time. I doubt I can properly relay the crushing effect this news had on me, but it matters not. I've no choice but to finish it out.
Okay, well, vaya con Dios y'alls.
Cindy: Thanks for all the junk food that you've bought for yourself but let Rich and I mooch off of you. (But you should probably stop; we're getting fat)
Rich: Thanks for humoring me from time to time, and keeping the complaining to a surprising minimum (at least for a guy with no door and crazy roommates).
Jocelyn: Thanks for the food you brought me months ago, which I have (reluctantly) begun to eat.
m-w.com: Thanks for confirming that "begun" is a word.
Andrea: Thank you for occasionally letting me see what life is like behind those walls.
Drew: Thanks for always giving it a shot despite all the difficulty, and for helping me talk myself out of seeing Radio that night. Now it just looks Cuba Gooding Lame.
Elaine: Thanks for good-naturedly reminding me how lame I can be. Good to have that perspective =)
Laura: Thanks for that wake up call way back in the day, and also for letting it slide when I offend you.
Allen J: Remember that one time you came online at 4 in the morning to tell me about something you'd found in Diablo? You said something like "I knew you'd be on!" I dunno why I want to say thanks for that...but I do! Thanks! =P
Nick@Nite: Thanks for playing shows that work well as background noise when I'm staying up too late.
My mom's mom: Thanks for the money for school dawg! Sorry I've wasted so much of it =X
Word-of-mouth: Thanks for keeping many of America's smaller businesses afloat.
God: Thanks for all of the above!
That about sums it up for now, y'all keep it real (especially you Laurie, earn that 79�).
There are about 97 degree programs offered at SFSU, so I'll start by eliminating the ones I know aren't for me. First to go are the foreign languages. I like 'em, but not enough to major in one. So au revoir Fran�ais, auf wiedersehen Deutsch, and so on with Japanese, Russian, Spanish, Italian, and Chinese.
Okay, 90 left.
I can safely eliminate all of the D's (Dance, Dietetics, Drama), and everything from U to Z (Urban Studies, Women Studies, Zoology). And you know what? Forget "Atmospheric and Oceanic Sciences" and "Marine Biology and Limnology" too. Limnology? What is that? (The scientific study of bodies of freshwater).
82.
Now I will pick off some of the artistic/creative majors that I'm not cut out for.
Goodbye Apparel Design, Art, Creative Writing, Interior Design, Music, and Theatre Arts.
76 to go!
I've already ruled out Urban and Women Studies, now for the most of the other Studies:
American, Asian American, Black, Environmental, Human Sexuality, Labor, Liberal (2 kinds!), Raza, Recreation and Leisure. Phew, that was a good chunk, let's see...
66 freakin majors left.
Okie doke, let's hit the sciences now and weed out some of the more obvious not-for-me's.
Not especially interested in plants, rocks, or wearing lab goggles, so bye bye Botany, Geology, and Clinical Science.
So long Chemistry, Biochemistry, Physics and Astronomy, and "Pre-Health Professions." And a bunch of you -ology fellas can take off too (Anthrop-, Bi- (three kinds), Ec-, Kinesi-, and Physi-).
52 to go, and it is now time to sleep, cause Andrea will get even madder at me if I miss another day of classes with her. I'll pick up where I left off next time, have a good-and-less-boring-than-reading-this day =)
I lied, it's been about 10 minutes. I want to get rid of a bunch that I'm obviously not going to end up picking, so here they are in alphabetical order.
Accounting (It's math, enough said)
Business Analysis
Child and Adolescent Development
Civil Engineering (Raise your hand if you want me in charge of the bridge you'll cross every day)
Classics (I'm sorry, but what a waste of time and money. There, I said it.)
Communicative Disorders (Already have some of those, thanks.)
Comparative and World Literature (One of the few benefits of taking Myths of the World this semester is that I know for a fact I want to avoid this major like the plague =)
Computer Information Systems
Computer Engineering
Computer Science (I grew up with computers, but that doesn't mean I know/care how they work.)
Corporate Finance (Morally questionable.)
Electrical Engineering
Electronic Commerce Systems
Okay seriously Andrea will kill me, I'll continue later.
(39 left.)
SpongeBob style: 23 'ours later
I'm back to eliminate some more.
I've come to realize how boring this process is, so I'll just tell you I could only cut it down to 14. And none of them really sound too great in the sentence "I'm majoring in [blank]." I'm somewhat disappointed that I wasn't born for those baller majors (Biochemistry, Business, etc), or the sometimes-snickered-at-but-still-respectable-in-their-own-way majors like Cinema or...uh...Recreation and Leisure Studies? But ya know, aside from the occasional crushing fear that skitters through the very deepest regions of my being, I'm not worried! I'll figure out what I'm meant to do eventually.
Anyhow, I want to start a new update now, so adios for now.
Also, I just found out what a bidet is. And with further research I found it funny that it comes from the french word for little horse, which comes for the word for trot. If you don't get it, I'm not explaining it, so just consider yourself lucky.
I've been sick! Not my favorite state of being, let me tell you. But it's (contraction for "it has") not been too bad at all, just a head cold. (I should say that I don't know the difference between a head cold and a cold, but I think it sounds better).
Poker's fun, come play.
Happy Halloween to you.
I'll update again when I have something to say and the common sense to save it. =)
Anywho, I have some chicken noodle soup waiting for me, catch you later.
P.S. Generally speaking, I'm not a fan of Harry Potter books, merchandise, etc. If someone tells you otherwise, stick out your tongue at them, for me.
Why don't you make Harry Potter in comedy version because some peoples like funny things
or why don't you make a what if version. ( What if Harry didn't find Aragog.) (Harry did not find Aragog.) This is what you will write.Thank you.
Posted by Kevin at July 26, 2003 02:49 AM
Daniel: Thanks for Photoshop.
Whoever wants to: Let's play Texas Hold 'Em!
Cake: Release a new album, I'm ready.
Department of Parking and Traffic: You guys really pick on the forgetful, don't ya? Makes you feel like a big governmental division, doesn't it?
Obsessive Compulsives: Your hands, aren't they kinda dirty? You should wash 'em.
Drew: Part one, my desk, four days. Oh, and how's school?
Everybody: Arrivederci =)
