Today is my lovely roommates's 19 1/2th birthday, so to celebrate I decorated the room by taping balloons filled with chocolate to the ceiling (mostly so I could amuse myself by watching her try to get them down.....) and other such nonsense, mostly making a big mess, but I think she enjoys it.
Anyways, I went to the apartment of my friends Rosie and Karissa to borrow their oven, eggs, and a little applesauce so I could make Sarah some cupcakes. They turned out fabulously, naturally, but Rosie made me watch something that will disturb me until the day I die. I don't know if any of you have seen The Fly, a movie about this guy who accidentally turns himself into a fly and his girlfriend ends up blowing him away with a shotgun - rather Kafka-esque, in a manner of speaking. Very much like Metamorphosis. But anyway, the plot is rather idiotic and the process of turning into a fly is absolutely disgusting, watching this guy's flesh fall off him while these insectoid legs come popping out of his abdomen. We kept watching in horrified fascination, and it's kind of funny because the movie ends by the woman firing the shotgun, sobbing broken-heartedly, then looking at this guy whose leg is melted off because the fly-man threw up on it. Then the credits role. I can't believe that anyone actually thought that this story was worth telling, and then made money off it. But the images were so awful..... Not even cupcakes could reconcile that.
I'm sure I just made everyone's day with that. I hope that I haven't made you all hate me for life!
Current desktop image: the Phoenician letter A
Biggest desire at the moment: never to have seen The Fly
Sunday, January 30, 2005
Saturday, January 29, 2005
Engaging culture
I had that retreat last night and this morning, as those of you who read faithfully (I'm sorry) might remember. It was a lot of fun. I had a chance to spend time with a lot of girls that otherwise I likely would not have spent time with, as well as time with girls I spend far too much time with (love you, Sarah...). But it brought up some interesting points about being a woman as God has created me to be, and I was encouraged because it wasn't one of those typical female-empowerment, make-the-men-pay sorts of things, which I was afraid it might be. In fact, we were encouraged to be more feminine, not in order to string the boys along, but because we were created differently, and the world sorely needs women who aren't trying to be men because that's what they think they need to get ahead. So I had a good time, and a good breakfast. MMmmmm, sometimes French toast is the yummies...... I also slept on a church pew at the church I attend on Sundays last night, which made me feel like a pencil, or Slim Jim, or something else long and thin that isn't very flexible. Feel free to shout out other suggestions.
In sadder news, the University of Arizona mens' basketball team lost today. To Washington State. WSU snapped a 38 game winning streak, which essentially means that they beat us for the first time in 18 YEARS. The longest losing streak between two teams in the Pac 10, I think my friend said. So yeah, we lost it. Bad bad bad news, boys. AND it was a home game, adding insult to injury. But, as another friend pointed out, sometimes teams can peak too quickly, so by the time it gets to March they've used up all their best stuff and they're out quickly. So maybe this is a good thing! Maybe..... I just keep reminding myself that last time we won the National Championship, we were 4th in the Pac 10 overall and a five seed. So maybe we should lose a few more for good luck :) For those of you who could care less about basketball, sports, and anything involving large groups of people painting their faces and yelling, I apologize sort of, but not really, because this is important!
I went to a concert tonight, and the last song the group sang was "Shut De Do', Keep Out de Devil". If anyone out there knows that song, you make it into the cool group with me and a select few others. Otherwise, you're out of luck, sorry, but not really. Losers
Current desktop picture: Eric Bana on the beach (BICEPS!!!!)
Biggest desire in the world at this moment: to hug a cactus - sahuaro preferably, but any would do
In sadder news, the University of Arizona mens' basketball team lost today. To Washington State. WSU snapped a 38 game winning streak, which essentially means that they beat us for the first time in 18 YEARS. The longest losing streak between two teams in the Pac 10, I think my friend said. So yeah, we lost it. Bad bad bad news, boys. AND it was a home game, adding insult to injury. But, as another friend pointed out, sometimes teams can peak too quickly, so by the time it gets to March they've used up all their best stuff and they're out quickly. So maybe this is a good thing! Maybe..... I just keep reminding myself that last time we won the National Championship, we were 4th in the Pac 10 overall and a five seed. So maybe we should lose a few more for good luck :) For those of you who could care less about basketball, sports, and anything involving large groups of people painting their faces and yelling, I apologize sort of, but not really, because this is important!
I went to a concert tonight, and the last song the group sang was "Shut De Do', Keep Out de Devil". If anyone out there knows that song, you make it into the cool group with me and a select few others. Otherwise, you're out of luck, sorry, but not really. Losers
Current desktop picture: Eric Bana on the beach (BICEPS!!!!)
Biggest desire in the world at this moment: to hug a cactus - sahuaro preferably, but any would do
Friday, January 28, 2005
To love another person is to see the face of God
I'm here, sitting in my roomizzle, eating a pb&j, and it turns out I don't need a nap. So here's the past few days.
First, Monday our genetics lab started working with fruit flies so that we could do crosses and such. It's almost as much fun as it sounds, believe me! So for the past 5 days all of us have been required to go down to the lab, which is across campus for me, every 8-9 hours and check on the babies. My favorite has been "harvesting virgins", where we have to knock all of the flies out with this stuff that smells sort of like MD 20/20 mixed with grape juice, poke through all of the sleeping flies, and find ones that are females. The rest are dumped so that the new ones who come out of pupating stay virgin. Pedophilia doesn't work in fruitflies, either. So that's been fun, but this afternoon was real exciting because I finally got to put in some males and cross my sepia eyes with wild type!!! .........yep, so, flies are dumb.
Second, Wednesday evening I went with a bunch of people to go see Les Miserables at the Orpheum in Sioux City. I was impressed enough with the theater - it's got to be the nicest place in Sioux City, and probably western Iowa. But the show....*CRY*...... It was incredible. It was the actual Broadway cast and set and all, so you would expect excellence. But this was excellence voux tre pliance, or some other meaningless French sounding phrase that means it was like nothing I'd ever seen. I smiled the whole time, just because the voices were so good, and the set was so cool, and the music was fabulous. We all LOVED it, but there weren't any really good stories about how we messed up the fancy atmosphere or anything, I don't think. And I managed to keep from kicking the chair in front of me, Steph, so I passed that test. But yes, it was incredible, an experience I will never forget, even though the only pants I had to wear to the show were dirty jeans. But Justin wore jeans too.....
Third, tonight I'm going with my roommate and several other friends on a womens' retreat, retreating all the way to Carmel, about 3 miles north of here, as I understand it. It should be neat, a chance to reflect and focus on my relationship with God, guys, and all of my girl friends too. There's not too much more to be said about that because I don't know anything more, so I'll talk about that later, I s'pose.
Oh, and since a lot of people do those daily moods, or what they're eating, or what's in the cd player, or whatever, I'm going to start that too.
Current desktop image: Jurassic 5
Biggest desire at moment: a warm, bubbly bath
First, Monday our genetics lab started working with fruit flies so that we could do crosses and such. It's almost as much fun as it sounds, believe me! So for the past 5 days all of us have been required to go down to the lab, which is across campus for me, every 8-9 hours and check on the babies. My favorite has been "harvesting virgins", where we have to knock all of the flies out with this stuff that smells sort of like MD 20/20 mixed with grape juice, poke through all of the sleeping flies, and find ones that are females. The rest are dumped so that the new ones who come out of pupating stay virgin. Pedophilia doesn't work in fruitflies, either. So that's been fun, but this afternoon was real exciting because I finally got to put in some males and cross my sepia eyes with wild type!!! .........yep, so, flies are dumb.
Second, Wednesday evening I went with a bunch of people to go see Les Miserables at the Orpheum in Sioux City. I was impressed enough with the theater - it's got to be the nicest place in Sioux City, and probably western Iowa. But the show....*CRY*...... It was incredible. It was the actual Broadway cast and set and all, so you would expect excellence. But this was excellence voux tre pliance, or some other meaningless French sounding phrase that means it was like nothing I'd ever seen. I smiled the whole time, just because the voices were so good, and the set was so cool, and the music was fabulous. We all LOVED it, but there weren't any really good stories about how we messed up the fancy atmosphere or anything, I don't think. And I managed to keep from kicking the chair in front of me, Steph, so I passed that test. But yes, it was incredible, an experience I will never forget, even though the only pants I had to wear to the show were dirty jeans. But Justin wore jeans too.....
Third, tonight I'm going with my roommate and several other friends on a womens' retreat, retreating all the way to Carmel, about 3 miles north of here, as I understand it. It should be neat, a chance to reflect and focus on my relationship with God, guys, and all of my girl friends too. There's not too much more to be said about that because I don't know anything more, so I'll talk about that later, I s'pose.
Oh, and since a lot of people do those daily moods, or what they're eating, or what's in the cd player, or whatever, I'm going to start that too.
Current desktop image: Jurassic 5
Biggest desire at moment: a warm, bubbly bath
Thursday, January 27, 2005
stay awake
It's far to late for me to write anything clever, humorous, or pertinent, but I felt I should post because I was wasting a few minutes online. I'm tired of flies, I love Jean Valjean, and I get an estrogen overload tomorrow. I might explain those three tomorrow, but it also might have to wait until Saturday. I'm sure all of the three people who read this await with bated breath.....
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Just hold me close to you
mmmm, sitting here waiting to go to work, and listening to Dashboard Confessionals. They can't quite reach U2 or S&G status, but the lead singer is rather amazing (and rather attractive, if I might say so), and they fit my punk/emo/rock mood right now, so I approve. "Take notice, take interest, take me with you...."
I got a package from one of my favorite people yesterday, and she made me happy, oh so happy. She's sending me letters since her return to Michigan, and when I say letters, I mean literally. Yesterday, she sent me "B" and "E", along with a cd she made me. The cd included a couple Rockapella songs, a group that NEVER should have gone out of style, and if you ask me, will always be in MY style. The fine art of singing a capella has been all but lost after booming in the 16th century and dwindling in popularity ever since. Such a shame. Now, if Rockapella sang songs in Latin, or Mongolian, they would definitely be in my top three with U2 and Simon and Garfunkel.
I can't wrap this up without mentioning food, because I seem to have included that subject in pretty much all of my posts so far. So, today was hot dog day in the commons, and I had one in honor of myself and hotdogs. And everyone else who likes a good hotdog, slightly burned on the outside. And tonight they had meatloaf, which I had always been too fearful to try in the past year and a half, but since there was nothing else, I had some. I have to admit, it wasn't that bad, albeit a little dry and tasteless. But it had more meat-ish things in it than most meats they serve for meals, so I feel like I got a little protein and, so far, haven't had any adverse effects from it.
Twista out..............
I got a package from one of my favorite people yesterday, and she made me happy, oh so happy. She's sending me letters since her return to Michigan, and when I say letters, I mean literally. Yesterday, she sent me "B" and "E", along with a cd she made me. The cd included a couple Rockapella songs, a group that NEVER should have gone out of style, and if you ask me, will always be in MY style. The fine art of singing a capella has been all but lost after booming in the 16th century and dwindling in popularity ever since. Such a shame. Now, if Rockapella sang songs in Latin, or Mongolian, they would definitely be in my top three with U2 and Simon and Garfunkel.
I can't wrap this up without mentioning food, because I seem to have included that subject in pretty much all of my posts so far. So, today was hot dog day in the commons, and I had one in honor of myself and hotdogs. And everyone else who likes a good hotdog, slightly burned on the outside. And tonight they had meatloaf, which I had always been too fearful to try in the past year and a half, but since there was nothing else, I had some. I have to admit, it wasn't that bad, albeit a little dry and tasteless. But it had more meat-ish things in it than most meats they serve for meals, so I feel like I got a little protein and, so far, haven't had any adverse effects from it.
Twista out..............
Sunday, January 23, 2005
Desire
Today was a good day. I got pretty much all of my homework done yesterday, so I could mostly relax and do what I wanted. That included church twice, with an invite to the home of these people I love for Sunday dinner, doing a little bit of genetics and anatomy homework, then lazing around the room and talking to my family for the remainder of my time. Good times, and good preparation for the start of another crazy week.
I had the tastiest vegetable beef stew today at the Kaemingks (the family I love). It was so tasty I even ate the peas out of goodwill toward all men. It could have been the company, too. They have the greatest, funniest kids ever, who are always ready to play games or watch a movie with us when we come over, and there are always treats to bring back to the dorm at the end of it all. It's sort of like going to your grandparents' house, but less old people smell and more screaming.
I was reminded yesterday of the exciting fact that I'm going to see an off-Broadway production of Les Miserables on Wednesday. I knew I'd paid for the tickets ($50, all told), I just hadn't the slightest idea when it would be. So I'm going down to Sioux City to see a Broadway production, one of the most famous ever! Steph, I'll let you know if I tingle the whole time like you did with Wicked. But I seriously am cooled out about it. I'll probably start playing the soundtrack through over and over to get the musical down, so I can sing along and annoy my fellow theater afficionados (spelling? I don't really care). Yay! I'm getting myself more excited than I actually was just thinking about it! My only worry is that I really don't know theater etiquette, especially for Broadway-quality productions. Am I allowed to wear jeans? Is picking my nose frowned upon? What if I have to sneeze really loud during a soliloquy? Do they even have soliloquies? How do you spell soliloquy? K, I think I killed that...........
I just got too lazy to try to finish out any more thoughts I might have for tonight. If you're lucky, maybe I'll remember them and include them for tomorrow, or whenever I post again. But probably that won't happen. Sucks for you!
I had the tastiest vegetable beef stew today at the Kaemingks (the family I love). It was so tasty I even ate the peas out of goodwill toward all men. It could have been the company, too. They have the greatest, funniest kids ever, who are always ready to play games or watch a movie with us when we come over, and there are always treats to bring back to the dorm at the end of it all. It's sort of like going to your grandparents' house, but less old people smell and more screaming.
I was reminded yesterday of the exciting fact that I'm going to see an off-Broadway production of Les Miserables on Wednesday. I knew I'd paid for the tickets ($50, all told), I just hadn't the slightest idea when it would be. So I'm going down to Sioux City to see a Broadway production, one of the most famous ever! Steph, I'll let you know if I tingle the whole time like you did with Wicked. But I seriously am cooled out about it. I'll probably start playing the soundtrack through over and over to get the musical down, so I can sing along and annoy my fellow theater afficionados (spelling? I don't really care). Yay! I'm getting myself more excited than I actually was just thinking about it! My only worry is that I really don't know theater etiquette, especially for Broadway-quality productions. Am I allowed to wear jeans? Is picking my nose frowned upon? What if I have to sneeze really loud during a soliloquy? Do they even have soliloquies? How do you spell soliloquy? K, I think I killed that...........
I just got too lazy to try to finish out any more thoughts I might have for tonight. If you're lucky, maybe I'll remember them and include them for tomorrow, or whenever I post again. But probably that won't happen. Sucks for you!
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Maurices???
So, I was a silly this morning and woke up at 8:15 to get breakfast and do some shopping with a few friends. I wasn't really planning on buying much, because I want to establish some savings up here, but there were some super sales at Maurices, so I gave in and bought myself some girly clothes. But at Maurices! I think I'm the only one here who thinks it strange that they have this trendy, cutesy clothes store called Maurices. For a long time I couldn't buy stuff there because it made me giggle too much when I imagined explaining where I got my clothes. Oh well, perhaps I'm the weird one, but now I've jumped on the bandwagon. And since its the only semi-nice place to find clothes in town, everyone has exactly the same stuff, so I'll begin to blend in around here a little more, perhaps :) That has always been my dream, you know.
Mmmmm, I had a bacon and cheese omelet for breakfast at Casey's Bakery and Restaurant this morning. If you ever make it to Sioux Center, do yourself a favor and get breakfast at Casey's once. It's a fabulous experience, plus they have great cookies for chasers, too.
I'm sitting here humming U2 songs to myself, and realizing just how wonderful U2 really is. If you have never given them much of a chance, you are to be most pitied. The quality of musicianship, intelligent and applicable lyrics, and excellent showmanship rank them right up there with Simon and Garfunkel, in my opinion. Although, right now I'm sampling the music styles of the Black Eyed Peas as well, and reliving my childhood with the occasional N'SYNC and Backstreet Boys songs. Sigh, it makes me wish I could dance better. If anyone wants to teach me, I would be happy to learn how to shake it! Let me know........
Mmmmm, I had a bacon and cheese omelet for breakfast at Casey's Bakery and Restaurant this morning. If you ever make it to Sioux Center, do yourself a favor and get breakfast at Casey's once. It's a fabulous experience, plus they have great cookies for chasers, too.
I'm sitting here humming U2 songs to myself, and realizing just how wonderful U2 really is. If you have never given them much of a chance, you are to be most pitied. The quality of musicianship, intelligent and applicable lyrics, and excellent showmanship rank them right up there with Simon and Garfunkel, in my opinion. Although, right now I'm sampling the music styles of the Black Eyed Peas as well, and reliving my childhood with the occasional N'SYNC and Backstreet Boys songs. Sigh, it makes me wish I could dance better. If anyone wants to teach me, I would be happy to learn how to shake it! Let me know........
Friday, January 21, 2005
with marshmallows, please.....
Wow, it's been a while, eh? So, let's see, what have all y'all missed. (All y'all being a relative term, of course, because I know only about two people see this site. But anyways.... It's freezing rain and windy outside right now, a bad combination, I'm told. A bunch of us were supposed to go down to Le Mars to do some volunteering tonight, but since being safe and warm is better than being in a ditch, we decided it would be best to stay here. So my roommate Sarah and I watched Troy together. What a wonderful display of manflesh.........
In other news, let's see........ Ooh! I started voice lessons for the first time ever on Wednesday, and I already have 4 songs to learn and so far no opportunity to practice with my accompanist. So, I might have to find out just how far I can stretch my instructor's mercy, on the first day. This woman is a bit on the scary side. But she's not quite to the crone-point, so hopefully I'm good.
Sorry, this post is pretty bad, forgive me for my lack of inspiration tonight. I blame Mike Montgomery for going to the NBA, and the new moon.
In other news, let's see........ Ooh! I started voice lessons for the first time ever on Wednesday, and I already have 4 songs to learn and so far no opportunity to practice with my accompanist. So, I might have to find out just how far I can stretch my instructor's mercy, on the first day. This woman is a bit on the scary side. But she's not quite to the crone-point, so hopefully I'm good.
Sorry, this post is pretty bad, forgive me for my lack of inspiration tonight. I blame Mike Montgomery for going to the NBA, and the new moon.
Friday, January 14, 2005
That's all I'm thinking of, Baby, peace and love
So I was talking with my friend this evening and we decided that humanitarianism is a dying art. People simply don't care about 125,000 people dying in Southeast Asia, or the fact that little kids in the U.S. are growing up without cable TV. Steph and I are the last people who really feel and empathize, recognizing and embracing the "bond of common humanity." If you think this an extreme statement, prove me wrong! Go out of your way to help another human improve his or her quality of living for an extended period of time!
To render completely contradictory my previous paragraph, I learned today that I have a tendency to be extremely prejudicial toward minorities, the overweight, and those who don't do their hair, in a test I took in my Multiculturalism in Education course. All of the people around me had nice fluffy positive grades. Flaming liars.... It struck me as minorly funny because the majority of my friends fall into one of those categories - admit it, guys - so I don't think the test actually proved anything. But it made me feel terrible about myself for the better part of the day, so its purpose was served.
What, exactly, is in a chicken fried steak? I had one today and I really couldn't tell. Scary....... Although it was a Dordt chicken fried steak, so they're kind of the illegitemate cousins of real chicken fried steak anyways. But weird regardless.
So, you know Ugg boots? When did it become extremely fashionable to wear the suede versions of oven mitts for your feet, the more gaudily decorated the better!?! That's all I got. For you, Steph.
It's gotten to the point here where it's cold enough that every time you walk outside your nose hairs freeze and you cough incessantly. And then the wind blows you sliding across icy parking lots and you're late to all your classes because you got blown off course. And profs don't usually let you miss class because it's colder than it should ever be allowed to be. Oh well. I did choose to go to school in Iowa.
Anyone want to start a hot chocolate fan club with me? I'm just discovering the wonders that are inherant in this beverage of the gods, this sweet nectar of life, this liquid sunshine and vitality. Please, fellow children of the earth, join me in my adulation.
To render completely contradictory my previous paragraph, I learned today that I have a tendency to be extremely prejudicial toward minorities, the overweight, and those who don't do their hair, in a test I took in my Multiculturalism in Education course. All of the people around me had nice fluffy positive grades. Flaming liars.... It struck me as minorly funny because the majority of my friends fall into one of those categories - admit it, guys - so I don't think the test actually proved anything. But it made me feel terrible about myself for the better part of the day, so its purpose was served.
What, exactly, is in a chicken fried steak? I had one today and I really couldn't tell. Scary....... Although it was a Dordt chicken fried steak, so they're kind of the illegitemate cousins of real chicken fried steak anyways. But weird regardless.
So, you know Ugg boots? When did it become extremely fashionable to wear the suede versions of oven mitts for your feet, the more gaudily decorated the better!?! That's all I got. For you, Steph.
It's gotten to the point here where it's cold enough that every time you walk outside your nose hairs freeze and you cough incessantly. And then the wind blows you sliding across icy parking lots and you're late to all your classes because you got blown off course. And profs don't usually let you miss class because it's colder than it should ever be allowed to be. Oh well. I did choose to go to school in Iowa.
Anyone want to start a hot chocolate fan club with me? I'm just discovering the wonders that are inherant in this beverage of the gods, this sweet nectar of life, this liquid sunshine and vitality. Please, fellow children of the earth, join me in my adulation.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
bright sunshiny day
The irony of this post's title is that it's not at all......... Get it? Nevermind. I'm really really hungry right now, and all I've got to eat is peanut butter. I guess I'll just find a spoon.
I've been through all of my classes now, and I have 5 in a row from 9Am to 2PM on MWF. This explains the hunger thing, I think. But I think the classes will be alright, especially my Ancient History class, for which I am mondo excited. I mean, he has us reading actual literature from the periods studied along with a text, does it get any better? Epic of Gilgamesh, what what!!! So that's sweetness.
I just completely ran out of energy from lack of food, and I think my left arm is going to give out any second, which means I'll only be about to type o lik hi , hi h i n' y in o m i . So I'm gonna eat! Love y'all!
I've been through all of my classes now, and I have 5 in a row from 9Am to 2PM on MWF. This explains the hunger thing, I think. But I think the classes will be alright, especially my Ancient History class, for which I am mondo excited. I mean, he has us reading actual literature from the periods studied along with a text, does it get any better? Epic of Gilgamesh, what what!!! So that's sweetness.
I just completely ran out of energy from lack of food, and I think my left arm is going to give out any second, which means I'll only be about to type o lik hi , hi h i n' y in o m i . So I'm gonna eat! Love y'all!
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
it starts............
At the behest of Stephenie TerHaar, I have started my own blog. In the event that anything remotely interesting or pertinent ever appears on it, have no fear. It is purely coincidental.
So I'm back at Dordt, and it's chillies. Snow and icy sidewalks and biting winds and everything. Gotta love Iowa.
Yeah, so I'm pretty hungry and all I've had to eat since 11:00 yesterday morning was three SweetTarts, but they were some mighty fine SweetTarts.
That's all I've got. Welcome to the blog and please respond
So I'm back at Dordt, and it's chillies. Snow and icy sidewalks and biting winds and everything. Gotta love Iowa.
Yeah, so I'm pretty hungry and all I've had to eat since 11:00 yesterday morning was three SweetTarts, but they were some mighty fine SweetTarts.
That's all I've got. Welcome to the blog and please respond
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