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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Saturday, December 28, 2002
well, happy belated one year birthday little blog. Huzzah! failed pick up lines #13-14 "You look like my old gym teacher" Keep on Truckin' My parents bought an SUV to get around easily in 'the weather' here. *Grover voice* I'm soooo disappointed!
I'm flying today (Boxing day) to Buffalo, connection in Atlanta, to visit my parent's in their new environment. A small suburb of Niagara Falls called Lewiston.
Do you buy new cloths for a funeral? Is that appropriate? "Why did you tell her that NOW?" "Stories have a time and place, truth always has place." to be spoken, to be told..
After a charming evening at IHOP with girls i went to high school with, who are now rightly young women, I realize I often forget the actuality of important personal information i'm given about someone if i don't get it from them or see the reality of the fact.
I'm never intimidated by understanding, sometimes struck or stuned, and once or twice i've been flustered, but knowledge is a different matter. big things blocking If you make the most of everything, are you making mountains out of mole hills in the frame of your small life? Saturday, December 21, 2002 Prop 1, Book 1; and definitions. If women are circles as Dan suggests, i insist men are lines. Friday, December 20, 2002 failed pick up line #12 "Your bathroom or mine?"
The head of housing is letting me stay in the dorm one more night past the check out/get gone time because Regan’s car is ka-put and in the shop to get fixed. I'll be the only one here...*plot plot* You know, i've always thought the bathroom would make a really excellent slip and slide.
Well this is silly. I don't trust it on principle but i am feeling tired...*yawn* parry, riposte...advance, lunge. Meat Orgy! Blood drops in the snow, breath in the air, charcoal fire burning, hunks of flesh charring, a hoard of people eating almost raw quality red meat! spell it out. Gamma iota rho epsilon epsilon / kappa alpha iota / gamma alpha gamma !!!
It's 12 degrees outside. I've never been in weather this cold. I can feel my bones ache when i step outside. Thursday, December 19, 2002 Merry times, happy life. The inane little sayings on tea bag tabs of Yogi Tea really don't make my morning. They remind me of bagels with a new-age agenda. Hippy Bashers. Seen out the front of the St. John's Gym: A new Toyota with a Colorado license plate that read HIPINES.
As far as the most interesting view of homosexuality i've heard, Maia's Dad wins, "An advanced form of Narcissism." Sunday, December 15, 2002 crackpot I've got it. Carbonated simple syrup! In actual practice. Is capitalism just an allowance for mutual exploitation? Saturday, December 14, 2002 Winter, being Hailed in. 10/23/02 The storm in the mountains begins Thursday, December 12, 2002 Just as i like em. Cute odd whitty and twisted little animations.
They usually say 'Masha Allah!' when a pretty girl walks by. Or as they walk by, dip to her ear, whisper their comment then continue walking.
Now all i have to decide is barbells or rings?
I must be a Junior lab assistant. The possibilities are magnificent- frequency, wave length, vibration, friction, magnetics, kinetics, static shock! Chris and i have big bad plans. Rockmonochord. Sympathetic vibrations are like accompanying angels. Shut my big fat wise toothed mouth trap. I'm going to be getting my wisdom teeth out this winter break. Why? They're causing my teeth to move back to where they were before i have 4 years of some kind of dental work. I use to have a slight overbite. I doesn’t phase me that they'll be diving into my mouth again to pull out bloody white things buried in my gum, i've had that done too many times. Going back to one after all these years is did strike me with this thought: Wednesday, December 11, 2002 Punk Lolita. It's not ass kicking, but it is kickass.
Precisely how women (in particular, those of french nationality that grew up in the 80's) can look horrible as bodybuilders.
What exactly is an Earthquake Party? Probably as it sounds, only man made like a party is. Monday, December 9, 2002
Struth, i'm totally out-buffed. Ohwell, i like me better, and i can actually wield all the weapons she's posing with. Something about the ax indeed! *snort* It's a LABRYS.
The great souled man of Aristotle is like a superhero of the sort that gets off his arse and appears with marvelous timing at the crisis when something that could cause devastating damage comes up to threaten his world. And save that world he does indeed. Sunday, December 8, 2002
Gorgeous exhaustion.
If you ever see an interview with an upcoming band named Artficial Intelligence and they appear to be in a kitchen- that's where i work.
Do you trust me as far as i can throw you? Saturday, December 7, 2002
I want to graduate from St. John's College with the athletic award. A big liberal arts degree and an athletic award, HA!
Sarah Graves gives 'Free concept haircuts'. Which is fine if you don't mind shaving your head.
When you're attacked verbally or physically it's good to know the difference between impact and hurt, and even harder to differentiate, hurt and danger.
Roving Ushankas!
FORK!...and spoon and knife..
If I do start a publishing company I though I would call it 'Them', just so everyone would have to say 'Them is publishing a new book.' But because of Green Lion Press, I may just have to call it 'Pink Dragon' with an absurd slightly angry tough little smoldering dragon as our symbol. Coat check? Worked or was in class for 18 hours with no break. Thursday, December 5, 2002
Johnny pick up lines. I need them. 10 or so. I've got: Learned Dichotomies Doctors are happy to prescribe Women of Stone and Iron. This morning in greek class Mr. Starr appologized to me for saying he don't trust women with a sword. *AheM!* Who do you threaten? For what reasons? "Threatening can be very helpful." -Mr. Starr
Someone is sweeping the snow from the rooftop with a huge broom. Wednesday, December 4, 2002
Ah yes, more studly duds for the fencing buff.
I would lick this all day long.
Because Nick sent it and i love cooking with them: Rose Recipes.
Check out Clinic. If you like it as much as i do, you may want to check in. Tuesday, December 3, 2002 Romance to a Nutritionist. What is the beef that will lean my porking heart? What could be a counterpart of moderation. In lab today i let slip a mamoth of a saying. One student couldn't understand why balance was not important in the submersion in water by forge of a floating body by adding weights to the same side of a ruler scale that the body was on.
So...much....SNOW!!!!
Dreamt last night that I was walking around downtown Santa Fe at night with The Cats. It was a little busier than usual with street life, more like a weekend with people swaggering out of bars and restaurants, voices in the air and music. Monday, December 2, 2002 Options for next year if I take it off: Working Michigan Women’s Festival. (this is almost certain now anyway) Naked Spring Run as fund raiser for Reality. Maybe I’ve been in Santa Fe too long, but why exactly in nudity offensive? Why do people get offended when they could just be laughing instead? "Future’s so bright, I gotta wear shades." I just had my Don Rag, the first Sophomore one of the year at that. Movies with blade work worth watching (in no particular order): Count de Monte Christo Returning to Santa Fe will always be surreal. Drove 14 from Albuquerque to Santa Fe through Madrid. Interesting little place I’ll have to spend a weekend in when I go ghost town road tripping this summer. I did expect to see more solar panels but some of the architecture made up for that.
Drag at the Village on a Saturday. Every sort of imaginable gay male was there. In the darkness I guess I passed really well because they were the only ones paying attention to me.
As I briskly stepped out of my parent’s car and headed directly to my local comic shop a little boy of maybe 8 cried out ‘Wait!’ and ran up to me. “Here” he said, giving me what I thought was a flyer he was perhaps helping hand out. It wasn’t. “I’m inviting you to my party!”, he said proudly and hurried into the hair salon as fast as he had run up to me. "Sure are alot of hos up in this bitch tonight!" - Tim Franky, Paramount manager. While Tim was driving me home to my parent’s house in Dallas we saw a prostitute beneath as street light sitting on the sloped cement wall of the strip mall where my comic book shop, haircutter, Starfucks, and Walgreens are. She looked like she’d been dragged right out of the 80’s Pretty Woman film. I’d never ever seen one around that area before. It was shocking how clearly she appeared beneath the street light, and how obvious. common occurance. She always asks me how I am twice. Maybe because she knows she needs to ask more than once to get more than a one word answer.
Plotinus, that poet trapped in a philosophers body (it’s not pretty and neither was he- but it is intriguing and lovable) effectively calls Epicureans Dodo’s and Stoics Chickens. More Graffiti There are no secret words
Acceptance and forgiveness go hand in hand. I’m just better at one not the other. X! Connexion The wrath of the pizza worker. So walking back from one of Mr. Vanketesh’s death workouts I saw a pizza delivery guy coming from the lower dorms. Low and behold it was the co-worker of mine I thought it might be. He complained about the people in E____ 11 that had tipped him 6 cents. My sense of justice miffed, I tracked the smell of pizza down seeking the eaters out as I’d promised Angelo my co-worker recourse. Well, it was a group of three guys that are my classmates (not too surprising), knowing them I felt alright in alerting them to the shoddy reality of tipping 6 cents for ANYTHING. Apparently as all good Johnnys do, they had been discussing their poor tipping just prior to a sweaty tired fencing gear carrying Ari busted into their room. I didn’t have to repeat myself and I didn’t feel odd doing it as I was very much prompted to. A was a little odd though that I was so prompted to do this little act of reconciliation, that it mattered such that I’d not continue to head home but went right out over a shitty tip to a co-worker. Guess I had to settle my conscious after it was aware.
Pick a chord, any chord.
Just remember to say “bless his/her heart” after any insult and no one will think the worse of you for it or notice the severity of the insult. From an Annapoloid: "I’m being-at-work-staying-myself-drinking-a-beer."
Watch out for those yellow Nalgene bottles with black lids.
What smokes like a fish and drinks like a chimney?
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