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AussieAri's weblog Edit this message to change the title of your weblog. Wednesday, September 29, 2004 Just trying to get a head in French class... Donnez-moi une pipe. Tuesday, September 28, 2004
from Val: prettypandee: new french word of the day: enculation.
I’m a failure as a libertine. Sunday, September 26, 2004 Stats Mental Life: +2
The best compliment my father ever gave me was that “you have a mind to comprehend these great works of man” in reference to the St. John’s program books, but also in reference to why the hell would I want to go and make blades for a living?
The new security thinks they’re a bloody panzer division. Sigh. I think of security as a watchdog, they just bark and show up in uniforms with flashlights and other tools hanging off of them similar to spiked dog collars that give them the appearance of dominant authority. It's certainly funny to watch them go when they're all riled up, but you should let sleeping dogs be. Only her words necessary to describe T.I.A.I.L.W.:Sonia Sanchez.
It rained and hailed in a deluge Saturday just before our newly instated tradition of a ‘Homecoming’ football game. It was the powers at be’s way of saying we should have just had S & C.
The guys down stairs are rubbing a stick into a larger block of wood to start a fire... On their dorm room floor. This is not smart, it is, however, S-M-R-T. Thursday, September 23, 2004
When he was 3 he hit his mother with a bat.
Thoughts on Milton: When we lost paradise apparently we gained a world of farts and strange noises during sex. because it's on Molly's door: "A Man should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently and die gallantly. Specialization is for insects." --Robert Heinlein Wednesday, September 22, 2004 Pretty Pictures at last! So i started a Fotopage since every other format for posting pics has just been more trouble than it's worth. Here you may view silly pictures of things that somehow collect around me. Tuesday, September 21, 2004
One of my kitties has just been diagnosed with feline chronic renal failure. And cat AIDS. We have no idea if she was born with the AIDS or where she caught it. I'm going to get my parents to change her diet to a special raw suplimented one which will help the kidney problem. No shit she's skinney.
Anyone want to put down bets on the date in October that Osama Bin Laden will be captured? The name says it all the chamiso is in full bloom again...my body can't decide if i should sneeze or barf. Granted, it's not so bad when it's not in bloom but i can't believe the natives use to make a tea for stomach disorders out of it. Hurrrk. Thinking of Galileo's relationships. The force of the closed door
Wanted: Full time job opening at St. John’s College for a Personal Hygienist. Primary function is to check students' b.o. and general appearance for acceptability before class. Duties include shaving the pubic like hair off of young men’s faces, cutting ratty hair into non-disturbing haircuts, administering sprays, and suggesting further treatments for particularly acute cases of odor and skin problems. can you do the ptolemaic ptootsie roll? How many centers of motion till you get the the center of a Ptolemeic sphere?
In my dream I galloped on all fours down so many planned blocks of D.C. No one looked twice at me. I've got to figuer out how to do this as a regular form of locomotion. more silly movies! I must distract my mind! EAT MORE CARBS. Sunday, September 19, 2004
Went hiking with the dogs and friends down to Tesuque Creek amongst the Aspens that are beginning to turn. The hike was 1/3 down hill and 2/3 up to loop back to the start of the trail. I definitely prefer uphill first as I get to go crashing down the path like an idiot after we turn around. I don’t care how bad it is for my knees, I love it so. The dogs swam around in the creek and Alton went nuts doing his silly bounding looping run in response to the chill water. A wet Dalmatian is a funny sight. There was even a guy with dachshunds on the trail, he was yelling at his dog as much as it was barking. Urg. The polar fleece/nylon shell vest I found at the end of last school year proved to be a worthwhile acquisition as it began to rain just after we got to the creek and continued fairly steadily for the rest of the hike. My torso stayed nicely dry thanks to the vest and luckily everyone made the hike safely and didn’t get too cold. I need to go hiking more often on different paths, not just the school ones. In that respect, I’ve drawn up the things I really much do this school year:
One more for ">the evils of women to be added after the second sentance:
Friday, September 17, 2004
The first time i went to Taos i wandered in to an art gallery (now closed down and moved out) that had an exhibit of Xaverio's works. The particular series on display was all of heaped ground up gem stones and other materials on disks with back and suround lighting. Each disk represented a planet in our solar system. They simply glowed on their own when the owner turned off the additional lighting. The photos i saw on this site don't do his work justice though.
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Hey Nunnie Nunnie, and their naughty songs. Inside air quality problems Jaysus, It has become quite possible that I may die from gas inhalation in my little dorm room due to my diet at our Aramark cafeteria. Help me find an oxygen tank and a flame thrower! Wednesday, September 15, 2004
“Join the homosexual intifada!” –Raspberry Reich (thanks Sandeep)
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Comic Book Shop Girls.
What is it with French lit? They all try to write the same things like a fad wave: odd sordid sexual exploits, maxims, the seduction of people far too young to be seduced by someone far to old to seduce them, rewriting Greek tragedies, stories about nothing, stories about characters you could care less about. It just becomes useless.
Well I guess this settles who i’m voting for this election. Sunday, September 12, 2004
"No orgies for you, you damn nipple pierced freaky freak."
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Janet English of Spiderbait. Perhaps the best Aussie punky band ever.
Owww-wow. So last night Jeanne quit her day job. Of course, she got totally smashed in celebration. She was drinking a nice chambord concoction called purple haze 5:1 sake and chambord. We had to put her to bed at 8 though and the rest of us played video games or went and saw the movies playing in the hall. I talked to Steve, he has some truffles! We will be doing some cooking this coming week thanks to the arrangement (being a stuffed fridge) with the people I’m house sitting for. While putting on a pair of leather pants I hadn’t put on since my last birthday I found a note wishing me a ‘happy freaken’ birthday’. Down at the Paramount with Nico the place only got hopping at 1am as usual- and closed at 2. I didn’t see the person I went to see but soon was carried away by various ready distraction. I played a horrible game of pool, danced my silly butt off to Philly’s grooves, and met a male nurse specializing in burns who can remember the gay bar before the Drama Club and when the building the Paramount is in was a mechanical garage- such a sweetie. Quick- how do you tell a Cowboy? They know how to grab the horn! And of course, the usual locals and some new and shiny faces were there (Shiny? It was probably sweat as the place was steamed up). I miss after hours because I actually get to talk to my bartending friends. David was there, though just about to leave, as was Betty. She was sitting with some Johnnies- one I live across from and one who wants to be part of the motorcycle club- yeah! So after being shown someone's very personal poetry Nico and i called it quits. We wound our way back to campus were all had tired itself out. I gave Sam a much needed massage, shot the schit with a Dubliner Johnny and some other fresh-persons and went to beddiebies.
E got some new hedgies. *insert much inane obsessed and overcome by cuteness babble here* They will be her first breeders. Their names are Buffy, Faith, and (probably) Angel. See a pattern? I was thinking along these lines, what good names for herds would be. Say, from children’s books, sets of historical figures or fictional characters, from comic book series, favorite TV shows etc. What’s your suggestion? Friday, September 10, 2004
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Mary Cheney, because she’s stuck in the middle. Parfum ode de boy I work out with lots of guys. I wrestle with lots of guys. Guys are really sweaty…and stinky. Ew guys. I'm going to go take another shower.
Well another Zozobra proved that waiting is most of the exhaustion of your energy, Santa Fe still has much more life in it than we'll ever let on the rest of the year, and yes, we can still set things on fire with fireworks and a huge burning puppet in the desert. Thursday, September 9, 2004
T.I.A.I.L.W.:Top 10’s Jackie "Jacks" Kowalski, a.k.a. Jack Phantom. Wednesday, September 8, 2004
you were made for the part you play. next new toy Spetznaz throwing shovel and the crazy french man who loves his shovel.
T.I.A.I.L.W.: Pauline Cushman, Sarah Edmonds, Virginia Hall
So the freshman seem much like freshman (in a good or maybe best possible way)- Smart, interested, confused in their conversational skills and still very much reliant on highschool realities. Incase you missed it... summer survey Tuesday, September 7, 2004
wow. My aloe vera bottle just exploded some aloe all over my room. Forgot about that elevation effect! Onwards! D'oh! I agree with Simone, if I stopped doing stupid things my life would be much more boring.
Ha! I knew it! "Pump it up, even if you don't need it" Sweet. You can pump up a motorcycle or even a car tire with a bike pump. That saves me buying a can of air. It just takes a while.
Since mir-mir is otherwise occupied and in no need of doing T.I.A.I.L.W. (Today I Am In Love With) I shall be taking over for her. Sunday, September 5, 2004
Do you ever think about sending nice little postcards to random people with short disconcerting messages on them? Or how about 'fuck you' letters to people in the past? No? Oh. Nevermind.
Why don’t we have the funding to have enough copies of PROGRAM books in the library for our small student body?? Annapolis does. *frizzle fizzle*
Rasputina is on the Buffy soundtrack, and they appeared on the show. Ok, that makes Buffy a little cooler and more acceptable. This year’s kick off party Fun fun fun. Got over the fever (thank you z-pac), stole Sam’s wifebeater, button fly jeans, and suspenders style, and bartended/grooved to Vanilla Pop. They’re a cover band what jives nicely as campy loungesters. I like not having to go to Swig to see them. We had a hard time with the kegs, half of it was foam and what we did get was flat. It’s the worst tap I’ve ever had. Curse you Santa Fe altitude and taps without pressure releases. I met some new people, or at least, people new to me including an ex-Wellesley girl, an ex-marine, an enigmatic artist, a chanteuse who looks like another chanteuse I know, and yes, another Dallasite who was very woeful for me that I attended Ursuline Academy. I think the longer you stay at this college the more you see repeats of personality and faces- in short, we are inundated with doppelgangers. Who the hell though eugenics was a liberal art anyway? L. S-D. showed up out of the blue much to my delight and I convinced her (didn’t take much), Mark, and the chanteuse to regale us with songs. Even Reike joined in before he disappeared with the Dallasite. ‘Walk’ indeed. My voice is strangely but pleasingly rumbly and low right now- undoubtedly the effects of this cold and the cig smoke at the party. Thankfully L. S-D. will be moving back to Santa Fe. More people that make me happy closer to me, and being happy themselves here. All is well and I am at peace again, refreshed. Take a shower and give mum a call. Recent poetry. I’ve been getting the sentiment but not the words right.
Ripped my pants leg again goin' wild dancing. This is getting dangerous. Saturday, September 4, 2004
Pinky the cat bits juicy thigh meat, and also, doesn't get adopted. Friday, September 3, 2004 Looking through photos Wil gave me on my visit…. You know what? We were skinny in high school. “I’m sick, tell me how to get better.” I love our new school nurse practitioner. Fever dream I can’t from here but I would clasp your hand to the back of my cold sweated neck and my red cracked eyes would say I drept I was a horrible Picasso cubist argument that would not resolve itself out being already set in oil, all night. And somewhere in a freezer an octopus defrosting too.
Krishnan has ordered a 56lb ball of granite for the gym. Hell yeah. You’ll never see holes like this in the gym floor anywhere else. I have a feeling however it’s going to be a chest flattener for me seeing as to do any kind of curls you have to do them against your torso.
I’m polling interest for a Johnnie motorcycle riding group. We may be able to get gas money out of Polity.
E has her digital camera again. This will be fun.
Went for a ride as passenger in a friend’s Z3 up to the ski basin. Can you say ‘Vroom’? How about ‘mad handling system’? Yeow!
It is so hard for me to believe the people I came here with as freshman are now seniors. It is hard for me to believe I’m a junior. I still feel wide eyed, inexperienced, innocent and impressionable. I doubt anyone who knows what they’re doing here- they either are too set in their opinions of whatever we’re studying or they’re simply working the system like a sophist. Oh well, there will always be freshman. Hahaha!
What band makes you want to get horrendously drunk whenever you hear their music playing? A song I’d sing to Dubya Gasoline Serpent- by Devotchka Did you get the memo? Today was a pink wearing day, and in surprising amounts. Wednesday, September 1, 2004
I'm making a new mix cd of things from the past year. Who wants a copy?
Met a Russian girl this past weekend. It really is about the accent sometimes.
Scored a freshman lab assistantship. Granted, it's not junior, but since i've done this before i don't think i'll fuck up as much this time (no exploding the hydrogen). Apparently the Annapolis transfer who would have had the position looked at her schedule, realized we have a hard junior math curriculum, realized as a lab ass we aren't maids over here in Santa Fe and wussed out.
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