mel's puddle of thought ...
"... And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
:: from "such great heights", track two on the postal service's album "give up" ::

Wednesday, November 20, 2002

Some advice:

When you know you are going to have a midterm, it’s a good idea to make sure your alarm is not set for 3am, but for 6am, when you are supposed to wake up. If you do forget, it would be smart to re-set it after it goes off. I, however, am not smart, especially at 3 am.

It would also be a good idea in this scenario to actually get to sleep before, oh, say 2 in the morning.

Do not be greedy. The guy in the hot little white Mercedes convertible you've been following all the way from the freeway exit, will inevitably park in some obscure parking lot miles away from your class. You will already be running late. You will be stuck in the middle of nowhere with five minutes to run to class to take your midterm. So do not continue ot follow him to said obscure parking lot. Besides, you are in a committed relationship. The cute Mercedes guy is no one

But, even if you don’t follow my advice, be happy. You can still ace your calculus midterm. I did.



Friday, November 08, 2002

That guy in my dad's office, Jeff, maybe, was elected to congress. In light of the elections, I thought this quote was especially fitting:
Giving money and power to government is like giving whiskey and car keys to teenaged boys.
- P. J. O'Rourke

It's raining here. Supposed to for the next three days. Don't you just love southern california?



Friday, November 01, 2002

This week sucks. Ramon my section leader for Hum Core absolutely hates me. I'm conferencing with him on Tuesday. I'll let you all know how that goes. They discontinued all my sents from Bath and Body works, I lost the back button to my bule Gap pants, every light I switch on burns out... and Ramon hates me. Oh, and he gave me a C on my Antigone paper.

I'm going to go eat Oreos now.