josepha

what the date of my birth says about me....

Wed, 08 Mar 2006 21:36:23 GMT

Your Birthdate: January 5

You have many talents, and you are great at sharing those talents with others.
Most people would be jealous of your clever intellect, but you're just too likeable to elicit jealousy.
Progressive and original, you're usually thinking up cutting edge ideas.
Quick witted and fast thinking, you have difficulty finding new challenges.

Your strength: Your superhuman brainpower

Your weakness: Your susceptibility to boredom

Your power color: Tangerine

Your power symbol: Ace

You Are 60% Boyish and 40% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.
Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.
You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.
You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

Your Birth Month is January

You are a natural leader who is able to stand up when no one else can.
Strong and powerful, you tend to overshadow those around you.

Your soul reflects: deep love, fascination with life, and a distinctive persona

Your gemstone: Garnet

Your flower: Snowdrop

Your colors: Black, dark red, and dark blue

What Does Your Birth Month Mean?

Pepperoni Pizza

Robust and dominant.
When you go for something, you go full force.
You tend to take control of situations easily.
And in return, you get a ton of respect.

What's Your Pizza Personality?

Your Monster Profile

Behemoth Gaze

You Feast On: Bananas

You Lurk Around In: Olive Gardens

You Especially Like to Torment: Dentists

What's Your Monster Name?

Your power month: May

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Mon, 09 May 2005 07:13:10 GMT

Oh man... a real entry. Not a quiz but serious thoughts. Too bad I don't really have any. So here's the smattering going on in head right now...

Can't sleep. Had an interesting talk with Scott concerning his grandfather. He's the sweetest old man in the world. I tend to love old men in general (no jokes here about Scott's age guys). Anyway, he's wonderful. Wants to give scott something that might cause problems with other family members whom I don't care for. Pisses me off.

finals are going to be a bitch. Not looking forward to taking them, although my etymology should prove to be intersting. we are having an "oral" exam. So basically a discussion for two hours. Hooray. Cept that half of the class annoys me when they talk. this could prove to be an issue.

forgot to call mom today until 10:45. She was already asleep. I don't tell my parents often enough that i love them... i tell my dad less than my mom. Why is it so hard to tell people so important to you that you love them? I don't get it but it always has been that way. sent Mary a mom's day card too... basically saying, i'm happy she's so excited and wants to be involved, she's important to me and I couldn't have asked for a better future mom-in-law. When I talked to scott tonight, she cut in twice to talk to me and told me she loved me twice. The card meant a lot of her. Funny how $3 can brighten someone's day. We never seem to realize how much a little note can mean, let alone a smile, a hug, etc.

will live at home approximately four months out of the next 13; then I will never live at home again (hopefully). very weird feeling. This time, 3 years ago, I could not wait to get out. And while I'm excited and impatient to start my life with scott, I am sad to know I'll be leaving home. at least Scott and I both want to settle in KC area.

inspections are going on at the house that scott and I will hopefully buy. It'll be a good first home, I think. I can't wait to paint (decor is terrible) and work in the yard (which is covered in dandelions, something I didn't notice when I saw it). I have how I want the garden to be planned (not specific plants, although I have ideas). I'm looking forward to gardening. it's something I did with my dad as a kid. I apparently went through a stage that whatever fruit/vegetable I ate, we planted the seeds. I think that sounds very cute of me.

Don't have any aspirations when it comes to a career. I want to raise my children. Things I enjoy: being with scott, reading, gardening, taking pictures, home dec shows, traveling, playing with my nieces (and bryce!), volunteering. Scott doesn't care if I work or not. he'll make enough that we'll be ok, but I like the concept of bring in some type of income to, if nothing else, help pay for fixing up the house, buying scott's presents, and vacations. Although it might cost less money for me to not work and raise our kids then to do day care, etc. Depends on the kind of job I get. Interesting concept. My parents are disappointed. Mom doesn't want me to end up a housewife like her. I don't see what's wrong with it. Dad wants to know what happened to his little astronaut (something i wanted to do for about 6 years). my grandma thinks college sucked the life out of me. i don't know what to think. There's nothing career wise that I want to do, college courses make me miserable (although I do like to learn and find them interesting). Being with Scott and the thought of raising our children makes me happy. Isn't that enough? Scott's suggested just doing part time work somewhere that I can learn and enjoy myself, such as a camera store or lowe's. I like the idea.

I'm still no closer to sleeping, but have been journaling for 20 minutes. It's time to try out to see if my bed is any more comfy than it was half an hour ago.

aimee's language thing....

Fri, 29 Apr 2005 00:28:30 GMT

Your Linguistic Profile:

75% General American English

10% Dixie

5% Midwestern

5% Upper Midwestern

5% Yankee

What Kind of American English Do You Speak?

This Rant Has Been Brought To You By.... me.

Thu, 04 Nov 2004 00:41:40 GMT

Not really sure what to say. I'm really disappointed. I feel sorry for the US that we'll be for the next 4 years. And for all those countries that see that we re-elected him and now know that they have to deal with his policies abroad.

I hate election time. All the stupid mud slinging ads and the people who support bullshit by buying into it or just plain ignoring it. Fight your battles with what you've done well and what you support, not with trying to bring your opponent to their knees by falsifying information or not giving the reasons behind their opponents decisions/votes/absences. Being able to point your finger at someone does not make you a good leader. It just shows me that you don't have enough faith in yourself, your platform, or the American people. "Let he who has not sinned throw the first stone" and for those who claim to have "strong Christian values," show them in the way you act towards your opponent as well as in your platforms/stances. This also goes for the independent groups who took it upon themselves to support a candidate by trying to tarnish their opponents.

This rant, by the way, was not entirely about one person, but a culmination of candidates who did some, or all, of the aforementioned garbage.

little kids rock

Tue, 02 Nov 2004 09:13:34 GMT

I love my nieces and nephew (even though he's not yet "mine"). They always make me feel a little bit better about myself.

I went up to Columbia to trick or treat with Izzy. Jahne told me that Izzy prays for me... I'm somewhere in between "bless my toys, bless my books and bless my bears." I believe books rank more than me, but that's ok. I can learn to deal. Izzy, for those of you who don't know (and why don't you?!?!?) just turned two.

Scott called his brothers house on Halloween, and his wife, Sara, talked to Scott for awhile. She told Scott that Jake had been talking about me recently. Sara had told Jake "guess who's coming soon? the woman who comes in the airplane" to which Jake excitedly replied "Rachel?!?" which thoroughly confused Sara because the woman on the airplane is her mother. Jake was apparently very upset at first. But now he's ok with Grandma Freddy. We won't tell her though. It's a secret.... shh....

I wish I had a cute story about Laura. I hate that I don't get to see her very often. Hell, I dont' get to see Izzy or Jake often, but it's definately better than the 2 times I've seen Laura since she was born last August. My brother and his wife need to move to KC or somewhere near so I can see my niece more often. Don't they know it's all about me? I mean sheesh....

TGIF

Fri, 29 Oct 2004 23:09:37 GMT

Well, feel much better now that my test is over. Not because I did well... but because it's done. How'd it go? Let's just say that there was no vasoline. It was painful. But it's over.

My parents are in town today. They should be here by now, but it was raining and my dad drives slow. I'll see them soon enough. Have no idea what we are going to do, but it doesn't matter.

So much to do.... gotta pick it up in a couple of my classes, finish the NCC thang, sleep. Nothing too important. >_<

Had three people ask me if I was ok in a matter of minutes. I think I am... don't know what else to say. Kind of weird though. Ah well.

I wish...

Fri, 29 Oct 2004 05:09:45 GMT

I wish I didn't care so much about certain things.
I wish people weren't stupid.
I wish I were with Scott, in his apartment playing with Jasmine.

I wish that it was December 18th....
- Then it wouldn't matter that I cared about certain things... they would be done with...
- Classes would be over and done with, particularlly organic 1.
- I could be in Scott's apartment playing with Jasmine.
- I would be 15 days from being at disney world

... instead of upset, angry, sitting alone in my room about to cry, missing Scott.

Thu, 28 Oct 2004 20:07:18 GMT

I dislike whinning. It is neither effective nor attractive.
Complaining doesn't equal whinning.
My kids better learn quickly that whinning won't get them anywhere. It won't work.

E-mail

Tue, 28 Sep 2004 21:40:28 GMT

I received the following email today.

Hi Rachel,

Sorry to bother you, but I'm looking for an old friend. Her name is
Evie N*****. I found a mention of an Evie in the minutes of a recent
RHA meeting. Your name and email address was listed... so I thought
I'd give it a shot. I'm looking for the Evie N***** who used to
vacation in Bal Harbor Florida with her family. She was the first girl
I ever kissed (when I was 12), and I thought it was about time I looked
her up.

I don't know if it's her, but I'm trying everything I can think of.
Can you please pass this email along to anyone who may have contact
with her?

Thanks very much.

Thanks & Best Wishes,
-Taz G.

My reply:

Taz,

I'm sorry to say that I'm pretty sure that it's not the same Evie.
The Evie in our minutes was Evie Younger, an advisor here last year
who recently got married. I'm really sorry that I can't help you
out... but good luck with your search.

Rachel

His reply:

Thanks very much for the reply. The quest goes on.
Best wishes,
-Taz

organic and dumb females

Tue, 21 Sep 2004 23:40:01 GMT

Good news of the day:
I dropped Organic Chem Lab. So now I have just two labs! Hooray. Funny moment: I walked in to the lab lecture and handed my professor the slip. He said "uh-oh" and then a couple guys (whom I didn't know) from my lab acted distraught and wanted to know why I was dropping. I said that I had 3 labs and my prof looks at me and says, "whoa! what were you thinking?"

Unfortunately, the joy of dropping that lab has been slightly dampered by the fact that I have a friend who's being a complete dummy when it comes to her life. I can see that she's changed and that what she's doing is right for her. But there's nothing I can do about it. I just wish she wasn't acting so stupid and would think about her life. How can she be happy? But it's not my choice. All I can do is be angry at her choices and upset that she's not thinking. But it's not my life. All I can say is... if I can find the strength and patience to be away from Scott for 4 years, she can figure out how to manage a year and a half, without screwing up her life and hurting those who loved her before she changed.

Sorry about the cryptic message and lack of names, but guess what? It's my journal and I can bitch without naming if I want to.

And, in the words of Mark Twain, ""When angry, count four; when very angry, swear."

As if I didn't swear enough.

I forgot

Mon, 20 Sep 2004 07:41:02 GMT

I realize that this is kind of loserish to say, but I found this link in my little brother's blog (I gotta be the big sister, right?). My loser tendencies aside, this incident is really refreshing and I wish that I had the kind of guts this person did. I doubt Ethan knows this person, so who knows where he found it. But go check it out anyway.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/koaloha/29646.html

*note: I did edit some of my wording a little. I was writing kind of fast last time. There are no major changes.

weekend fun aka long ass post. :)

Mon, 20 Sep 2004 05:30:56 GMT

All in all, this weekend was pretty good.

Friday night went to the Greek Hayride (yes this week is Greek Week and I'm actually participating... oh my goodness!. Hooray for fire and stars. It was kind of boring, especially when we decided to leave and then had to wait for 45 minutes for a bus to come to take us back to campus. I got to hear Val rant when a couple cops from the sheriffs dept showed up. Apparently the sheriff is trying to get re-elected, and has been busting up all sorts of greek partys because of "noise violations." Each time they refuse to give the name of the caller, which apparently they have to do? I guess this is what Jothi was talking about when he said the greek community was mad at the county. I don't especially care, except for the fact that I agree with Val on the fact that its not safe to break up the parties... all the dumb drunks will run away, many in their cars. At least at the parties they have sober drivers. But yeah....

Saturday I got up early to cheer Val on; she was doing a triathlon and did absolutely awesome! She got screwed over though. Another girl had an asthma attack and was out for 8 minutes before she finished running the 3/4 of a mile she had left. She then convinced an IFC baby rep to take off that time. That's crap if you ask me, but whatever.

I got to see Izzy and my family yesterday too. We were celebrating her 2nd bday, and I got to see all of her little friends, who are all way cute. Abba (Adam) and Alejandro are her favorites and, as such, I've heard lots about both of them. It was just what I needed; to play with little kids and get hugs and kisses from my niece.

I'm the typical aunt with all sorts of stories about Izzy. For an abbreviated version: she knows her phone number, can now sing "Jesus loves me" by herself with no prompting, and calls me her Rachel. I love spending time and playing with her, but it makes me wish I got to see Laura more often. I hate that she's already 1 and I've only seen her twice. That's crap! Stupid brother living in Houston.

I hauled ass to get back for a candlelight and felt like it wasn't appreciated by the person I came back for. Makes me wonder why I bothered, but whatever. The whole situation (beyond the candlelight) is too much drama for me to think about, let alone type.

Went to the toga party at Sig Tau last night; it was Kendra's 21st bday and I decided to go for entertainment value and to hang out with some people. The toga was definitely more trouble than it was worth though. The night was interesting, let me tell you. Let's just say that I don't normally go to parties because I hate stupid drunks, particularly guys that think you want to dance with them and won't go away. One of the girls in my sorority had this guy following her, so to help her out, I tried to close him out of the little dance circle, so he decided to come up and dance close to me. That, as I'm sure you all know, did not fly well with me AT ALL. Tawnia finally got rid of him for awhile, but he came back. :( Stupid boy.

Today, I slept in, went to NRHH, watched some tv, had our first MACURH delegation meeting and all around ignored homework. Hooray!

I badly need to clean. I'm sorry Erin!

I'm done rambling... until next time....

I <3 pop tarts

Mon, 13 Sep 2004 20:47:34 GMT

I'm supposed to be doing homework. So instead, I've decided to spend my time posting an entry for the 2-4 people who read my journal and who probably already know what's going on in my life anyway. Oh well. :)

P.S. I realize that the subject line has nothing to do with the post.
Leadership Trip was a lot of fun. I went to it with kind of a disappointed attitude. Don't get me wrong, I love LT, but I missed a father daughter BBQ at KD with my dad and the wedding of the father of one of my best friends from HS (did you follow that?) Luckily, Izzy's 2nd b-day party, which was supposed to be Sat. was moved to the 18th... so I wasn't missing 3 things. But life is hard, and you don't always get to do what you want.

I got to be a deputy... and Kristi told me that I was one of the best deputy's she had seen in a long time. I appreciated that because I had NO clue what I was doing, and by no clue, I mean nada, zilch, nothing. So I'm glad I didn't screw up too much... minus the necklace (Veggie, I have it still, it's with my NRHH and KD pins. Don't let me forget).

So all disappointment and feelings of being lost and slightly alone (at certain parts of the weekend aside), I did really have fun. I had a good group who worked really well and quick together. I don't feel like they were too challenged at times, but they felt they were, so I guess that's all that counts. Our only "failure" as a group was definately the monster. They stopped paying attention and didn't realize fully what we were supposed to do.... they also couldn't settle on one particular idea and go with it. But oh well. Failure is bound to happen, and it's not a bad thing, so long as you learn from it.

Definately one of the most challenging parts of the weekend was the trust fall. I've never done it before but one of the girls in my group, Tori, said she'd do it if I did. And, of course, right when I got up, Kristi, Tina, Eric and Jeremy walked up. As if I wasn't nervous enough, now I had an audience. I'm glad I did it though but oh wow was I scared.

On a side note, I love Patch. He's one of the nicest, most thoughtful people I know. Minus a few lapses in character that is. ;) It's too bad he's seeing Michelle. I had such hopes for him and Jessica.

I finally got to talk to Scott for more than 20 minutes. I miss him so much and I wish our schedules were more in tune with each others. But, it's only going to get more difficult when he starts his residency this summer. I'm just going to have to pray that he's close enough for me to drive to see him. I feel bad complaining that I don't get to see him or talk to him, especially when so many people I know are lonely, have relationship problems, etc. But it still sucks and I hate it.

KD is going wonderfully. I am thinking of running for a position in house. It's the only time I could run for this particular position, because it goes November to November, and I will hopefully be graduating in May 06, but at the same time, I wonder if I shouldn't take a semester off. Everyone I talked to seemed to think I'd do well at it and was really excited that I was running for it. Oh well... I have another month and a half to decide.

My mind seems to be getting more random in its thoughts, so I'll spare you all (all 2 of you.)... ;)

Later gators.
R

Desiderata

Thu, 09 Sep 2004 07:06:22 GMT

This often takes me a few times to read this all the way, but it reminds me of an old friend and I need subtle reminders to calm down and de-stress. Enjoy...

***
Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection, neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have the right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubtthe universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.

~Max Erhmann

***

G'night to all. Sweet dreams.

Oh my goodness, an update!!!!

Fri, 03 Sep 2004 05:40:30 GMT

So decided to update. Don't know why but eh... it happens. A lot is going on right now. Between trying not to go crazy with all the stuff I'm supposed to be doing and avoiding all the organic chemistry, I've been a busy girl. :)

Scott's coming to visit this weekend. I'm excited. I always get so spoiled when I get to see him every day and it enhances my dislike for being here. The funny this is, I LOVE Rolla and UMR. I'd just love it better if it were in the same location, or at least a little closer, to Scott and our families. I miss them all.

I'm kind of at a loss with what to do with a particularly large aspect of next semester. Not really ready to share it with the world; I'd rather make my decision first. Either way I lose out on something but maintain/gain something wonderful. We'll see.

Random thought.... The end of May/beginning of June 2006 will be a very busy time for several girls in KD. Currently there are 3 who are planning on getting married within this time period. Kind of crazy...

Well it was a boring post, but let me get back in the groove...

Ginny

Mon, 15 Mar 2004 08:22:24 GMT

I seem to only have something to post when I'm sad, or something bad has happened. Maybe it's like praying... most people don't do it unless they need something or want comfort. Oh well.

Here are some favorite memories of Grandma Ginny:

She once fed one of the dogs half of a batch of brownies. The dog had gas for days.
She chewed on bits of ice... now Jake does too.
When I went back in town to see her, before she almost died, I told her I loved her. She hadn't been responding much, because it hurt to talk, but she looked up and said it to me... it meant a lot.
She was so exicted about me being a St. Pat's Queen Candidate. She had me describe the dress. She'll never see the pictures now.
Before Scott came up here, she "coerced" him into bring me flowers -- she asked him if he was bringing me flowers, and when he said "uh, yeah!" she asked what kind.
She was in general a sweet lady, very loving, very kind to me and very willing to accept me as a part of the family (not like any of them weren't)

Saturday morning Scott had a dream (I'm assuming it's ok to say this...) it was centered around GG, and he was carrying Jake, who just started crying. When Scott asked him what was the matter, Jake just said "I want to go to heaven."

Rest in Peace Grandma Ginny. Save us a place in heaven. I love you.

Beanie babies, Mexico, bop it, etc...

Tue, 09 Mar 2004 20:35:21 GMT

Duct Tape Tip of the Day: Recycle your no-worthless Beanie Babies by duct taping themonto the sides of your car to prevent door dings.

I wonder how my Grandma would feel about that. She absolutely loves them. In fact, this is the first year since they came out (which was what... 8 years ago?) that I didn't get at least 1 beanie baby for Christmas and then my birthday. Ethan got them too, for several years, and lucky me... he gave them all to me. Actually, he cleaned his room once, and I walked into mine and there was a pile on the floor. They are currently being saved for nieces and/or the next mission trip that I go on.

My senior year in high school, I went to Mexico to build a house with a group from my high school. It was awesome and I would love to go back. I've even talked to the lady who's in charge of it. Unfortunately, because we get St. Pat's off, , our Spring break is all wacky and doesn't match up with my old high school. Maybe when I get out of college. Maybe.

Great stress reliever - bop it. Thanks to SUB, I now have one of my own. It's very addictive, as well as mind consuming. My current high is 106... I'm trying to beat Scott's high. The turkey got up to 115 when he was town. Speaking of which, he's coming back for St. Pat's... thanks to Jothi for agreeing to borrow his extra bed so that Scott can actually come into the building at night.

Random Comments

Wed, 03 Mar 2004 07:30:16 GMT

My mom is in the hospital
My dad told me not to call the hospital yesterday, but to wait until today
I had class from 12:30 until 8
At 7:30, my brother called berating me for being the only one who hadn't called
I was mad
My mom said she was taking me out of the will. And that my dad was wrong.
She sounded tired and in pain.

I'm trying to type as quietly as possible so that I don't wake up Andrea. I hope it's working.

Last time I was at the farm, I tried to teach Jacob how to hang a spoon on his nose (breathe on the spoon, hang on nose). Apparently, this weekend, he was putting the spoon completely into his mouth, then sticking it on his nose. I'm so happy that I'm making such a good impression on my nephew to be. He's such a cutie.

Grandma Ginny is doing wonderfully.

Depending on how much pain he is in (dentists suck, dont' they dear?), Scott may be here Thursday! I'm so excited...

I am a moron.

I have a day by day duct tape calendar. I've been wanting to share them, but they haven't been quality. Today's was random and funny though "If March comes in like a lion this year, you'll want to have plenty of duct tape on hand to secure stuff (like your hat to your head)." Interesting concept.

I'm going to go kill snakes tomorrow. Yeah for killing snakes!

That's good enough for now.

Mon, 01 Mar 2004 21:23:36 GMT

Have I ever mentioned that I love this weather? I thoroughly enjoyed the walk last night... although the guy that sneaked up on us was a bit disconcerting. Ah well. It was a beautiful night and today is gorgeous.

So much as happened since I last wrote, and yet I don't want to say it all. Suffice to say that the past couple of days have been wonderful and I can't wait for Scott to come up on Thursday. I think of him a lot, and miss him more.

Family update (for those who know who I'm talking about).
- Ginny is out of the hospital. She's currently in a nursing home for rehab stuff (which she was trying to do before she went to the hospital). They are trying to move her to Louisburg, so she'll be closer to the farm and Papa Tom.
- My mom is having surgery today... actually, depending on how long it took, it might be over or might be still going on. She was having a total hip replacement. I'm going to call her later to see how she's doing.
- Scott's done with surgery! Hooray! No more early ass mornings when he's getting up when I go to sleep ;) At least, not for awhile.
- Ethan qualified for state in foreign extemp. Following in his big sister's tracks ;) Although, I definately think he's making his own path (if that metaphorical nonsense makes... sense.)

On a sad note... it's cost $760 to fix the leak in my car. Luckily I noticed the leak in KC, not here...

I think I'm going to go watch trading spaces and sleep. Hooray for boring posts!

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 08:21:51 GMT

Your soul is bound to the Burning Rose: The
Rapture.

"I go where my heart beckons me, and I go
with my head high. But sometimes, I get a need
until I bleed so my heart swims above my
head."

The Burning Rose is associated with passion,
intensity, and desire. It is governed by the
god Eros and its sign is The Flame, or Physical
Love.

As a Burning Rose, you can get lost in the moment
if you let yourself. You are a very physical
person, be it in relationships, work, or play.
You may be driven by your hormones sometimes,
but you know it's because you have to follow
your instinct.

What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?
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I also turned out to be a unicorn, then a vampire. not sure which to believe. ah well.

peace out yo (ah, memories of high school)

New Priest (joke, I promise)

Wed, 25 Feb 2004 05:42:22 GMT

I've heard this before and found it funny. Enjoy!

A new priest at his first mass was so nervous he could hardly speak. After mass he asked the monsignor how he had done. The monsignor replied, " When I am worried about getting nervous on the pulpit, I put a glass of vodka next to the water glass. If I start to get nervous, I take a sip." So next Sunday he took the monsignor's advice.
At the beginning of the sermon, he got nervous and took a drink. He proceeded to talk up a storm. Upon his return to his office after the mass, he found the following note on the door:
1) Sip the vodka, don't gulp.
2)There are 10 commandments, not 12.
3)There are 12 disciples, not 10.
4)Jesus was consecrated, not constipated.
5)Jacob wagered his donkey, he did not bet his ass.
6)We do not refer to Jesus Christ as the late J.C.
7)The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are not referred to as Daddy, Junior and the spook.
8)David slew Goliath, he did not kick the shit out of him.
9)When David was hit by a rock and was knocked off his donkey, don't say he was stoned off his ass.
10) We do not refer to the cross as the "Big T."
11) When Jesus broke the bread at the last supper he said, "take this and eat it for it is my body." He did not say " Eat me" ....
12) The Virgin Mary is not called " Mary with the Cherry,.
13) The recommended grace before a meal is not: Rub-A-Dub-Dub thanks for the grub, Yeah God.
14) Next Sunday there will be a taffy pulling contest at ST. Peter's not a peter pulling contest at St. Taffy's.

Sliding Doors...

Tue, 24 Feb 2004 06:29:28 GMT

PHENOMENAL movie. I highly recommend it. I know some people think that I'm not cultured when it comes to movies ::coughcoughJason::, but this is a good one. It's one of those that makes you think, what if?

Basic premise: woman gets fired and goes to catch the train. Story splits then, as to what would happen if she got on the train vs. if she didn't make it.

My evening was relatively calm. Got to talk to Scott, took my new member test (and passed. woo hoo!), then hung out at the annex with kendra, lil v and margo. To be more precise... I watched the movie while Val attempted to do homework, Kendra talked to Yar, and Margo actually did homework (I think). But it was fun.

And I have a happy change to an earlier post.. I put on a different coat and found $6! This brings my total for today up at $15.58. Not as catchy as I found $5, but oh so much better. And Erin just informed me that she put that on a comment... oh well. Too bad.

Dealing with Anger

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 22:42:25 GMT

"He who angers you conquers you."
-- Sister Elizabeth Kenny (1880?-1952), Australian nurse, developed simple treatment for paralysis by poliomyelitis

"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned."
-- Buddha (563?-483? BC), [Siddhartha Gautama] Indian mystic, founder of Buddhism

"There was never an angry man that thought his anger unjust."
-- Saint Francis de Sales (1567-1622), French Roman Catholic preacher, Doctor of the Church

I have a bad habit of getting very worked up when I get angry. I'm trying to work on that and be calm. I just got off the phone and he told me that I needed to learn to let things like what happened today go, because there are always going to be people like that in the world. I hope that I can do that...

Note: if you don't know what I'm talking about, sorry, but I don't feel like explaining and I refuse to post it.

So I went looking for quotes about patience, to remind myself to calm down. But I didn't like any, so I switched to anger. Maybe they will help. I tend to be really pissed off and then get over it pretty soon. If I like the person.

On a completely different note, I found $5 today. In reality, I found $9.58 in my coat that I wore. I love it when that happens.

I hate cars... I'm pretty sure they hate me too.

Mon, 23 Feb 2004 01:38:27 GMT

It was a good weekend, minus my car story (which I'll rant about later... don't worry).

I got my dress for St. Pat's on Friday. There was a girl there who I'm sure it was her first formal dance. You can just tell with the way that they look at themselves in the mirror, talk about shoes, etc. It's so cute and so sickenly sweet.... Ah well. My dress is pretty and well... very green. As it's supposed to be.

One of the reasons I went back was because my little brothers play was this past weekend. I've already missed 2, so I really wanted to be there. They were doing "The Good Doctor" which was a series of short stories. Ethan played a father who was trying to get a prostitute for his 19 year old son, to "make him a man." This is very disturbing to me... VERY.

I got to see Grandma Ginny on Saturday. She was out of bed and has a sore on her face from the breathing machine she had been on. Mary was not pleased. But anyway, Ginny, Scott and I had a good visit. I'm ecstatic that she's better. Papa Tom is too... he is high on life because Ginny isn't dying anymore. She's apparently being moved to rehab as soon as tomorrow to spend some weeks there. She's also very proud because she's gained 5 lbs. She now weighs 87 lbs....... We then went to the farm where we had the normal fun that is the chaos of of his family. Jake was cute. I tried to teach him how to hang his spoon on his nose. Highly entertaining.

Now for the rant...
When I was shopping yesterday, we found a leak in my car. Long story short... it's in the shop now and I brought my Dad's car back. Skip ahead to 8:30 when I was leaving the farm to come to Rolla and I discovered that I had locked my keys in my car... old habits die hard - when I'm at the farm, I leave my keys in the car, when I drive the Malibu, I automatically lock the doors. Oops.

Unfortunately... the farm is definately at least 45 minutes from my house, so I tried calling around to see if I could find someone in my family who could help me. Unfortunately, my phone was in my car... so, here's a rundown..

Mom and Dad were out with a client. No phone
Ethan was at a play. No phone and no car.
Wasn't going to ask my grandpa, but had to call him to get Ben's number (they recently moved, as did my sister, so of course NEITHER of their numbers were in the phone book).
Ben was too "tanked" in his words to do it. His wife, Annie, was out of town. He didn't have Jess's number, so he had to call Annie.
Annie didn't answer the phone - she was at a hockey game
Ben found a number which was Jess's cell - she didn't answer.
Meanwhile, Scott called the police. They were in a seperate county, so they told us to call another county, who gave a number to a locksmith.
Scott and I decided to drive back so I could break into my house... got ahold of Jess and she met us partway (she was on a date. oops).
Got my car unlocked at 10:15 pm. Drove home at 10:45 to wake up at 6 am to drive here.

Yeah, that's my story. Good, I know. I'll save it for later.

Thu, 19 Feb 2004 08:17:59 GMT

"Fire and Ice" by Robert Frost

SOME say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

This is one of the few poems I remember reading in my freshman english class. I was just contacted by an old friend, Chris. He informed me that my teacher from this class, Mr. Rost, just passed away Wednesday. He was a good guy... very quirky, but very fun to be around. I haven't seen him in years, but I hope his life was a good one... especially his last (very few) years in retirement. I can remember him talking about it, and I associate it with his class (hence the posting... and Matt, I am sure about this title.... ;)

Death, or the possibility of it, seems to very present in my life lately. Mainly of people I haven't talked to in years, but it makes one contemplate things.

On a plus side, Grandma Ginny is looking perkier and perkier. She apparently was moving around in her bed, cracking jokes. I can't wait to see her Friday.