Heh heh, how's THAT for a title...
I just got back from viewing/listening/loving a production of Elijah by Mendelssohn. I'm going to assume you guys know what I'm talking about. If not, poop on you. It was wonderfulamazing, and even inspired excellent note copying as I did double duty by studying for my Genetics final while I partook (past tense of partake). MMMMM, I do love high culture.
Our room is a mess, piled high with boxes to be packed and stored as we prep for leaving. As of Thursday, I will have completed my sophomore year and finished half of my college career. That's pretty cool, but also kinda freaky, seeing as it means that I need to be semi-prepped for living in the real world in two years. Eeep.
I really want to make cupcakes right now, if anyone wants to join me. And bring cupcake mixin's.
Current desktop image: the ayeaye Joseph sent me. I really like it, and I kind of want one. But Sarah says it looks like a demon. So I hope she looks down at my computer at somepoint when we're sleeping tonight and it attempts to devour her soul. Not because I want Sarah to lose her soul, but because it could be funny to see/hear her freak out. Unless she fell off the top bunk and died. That would be sad.
Biggest desire at this moment: a good full body massage. Oh wow that sounds great....
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Monday, April 25, 2005
Call me Mr. Blue
current mood: saddened and frustrated
1. Steph can't make it down this weekend.
2. Dordt's going to charge me for my overload classes. Not a new concept, but one that I don't really understand. Apparently it's cool to penalize those who try to get the most out of education and reward people who don't push themselves too hard. Apparently the administration has taken a personal and vested interest in the condition of my social life, or something...
3. It's cold this week. It was beautifulwarm this past week, even with the rain. How am I supposed to lose weight when it's cold?
4. I'm missing part/all of the meeting called by students in protest to the football team, among other things, because I have work tomorrow night.
5. I'm feeling weary but not tired, phlegmy but not ill, full but not satisfied. Not sure what that really means, but I needed a #5
6. I ran out of complaints.
Now for some positives, because otherwise I sound like a total whiner and people will stop listening to me.
1. I am alive, in good health, white and middle class, and a citizen of the United States
2. Here on blogspot people don't complain about the length of my entries.
3. I get to live in an apartment next year and make my own food
4. I can actually afford to go to a private Christian school, with all my complaining, even with the changes in charge
5. I should get a solid A in genetics, when I was expecting to be fortunate to pull out a B in the class
6. God loves me and provides for me even when I am in a bad, complainy, rampagey type mood. Thank Him for that! 'Cause otherwise I'm screwed no matter what happens.
Hmmm, that's about all I've got. My roommate is making weird noises in her sleep. Creepy.
Current desktop image: Christopher Walken dancing to "Weapon of Choice"
Biggest desire at this moment: a school administration that could prove to me it was looking out for my best interests and the will of God, not their own monetary benefit and enrollment status.
1. Steph can't make it down this weekend.
2. Dordt's going to charge me for my overload classes. Not a new concept, but one that I don't really understand. Apparently it's cool to penalize those who try to get the most out of education and reward people who don't push themselves too hard. Apparently the administration has taken a personal and vested interest in the condition of my social life, or something...
3. It's cold this week. It was beautifulwarm this past week, even with the rain. How am I supposed to lose weight when it's cold?
4. I'm missing part/all of the meeting called by students in protest to the football team, among other things, because I have work tomorrow night.
5. I'm feeling weary but not tired, phlegmy but not ill, full but not satisfied. Not sure what that really means, but I needed a #5
6. I ran out of complaints.
Now for some positives, because otherwise I sound like a total whiner and people will stop listening to me.
1. I am alive, in good health, white and middle class, and a citizen of the United States
2. Here on blogspot people don't complain about the length of my entries.
3. I get to live in an apartment next year and make my own food
4. I can actually afford to go to a private Christian school, with all my complaining, even with the changes in charge
5. I should get a solid A in genetics, when I was expecting to be fortunate to pull out a B in the class
6. God loves me and provides for me even when I am in a bad, complainy, rampagey type mood. Thank Him for that! 'Cause otherwise I'm screwed no matter what happens.
Hmmm, that's about all I've got. My roommate is making weird noises in her sleep. Creepy.
Current desktop image: Christopher Walken dancing to "Weapon of Choice"
Biggest desire at this moment: a school administration that could prove to me it was looking out for my best interests and the will of God, not their own monetary benefit and enrollment status.
Friday, April 22, 2005
The more you know, the less you feel
I'm feeling melancholy. I probably shouldn't post when I'm feeling this way, because I have no idea where I'll end up, and I'll say something to draw the sarcastic wit of Joseph and Kit and feel bad about my blog being so controversial without even trying to make it that way. Sigh. Sometimes things are just too hard.
I failed to save the worms last night because I was in Sioux Falls, watching Dordt's musicians demonstrate just how Jubilant they are about 50 years of magic. It's kind of weird, though, because just at this crucial juncture, a LOT of students, myself included, are getting really sick of President Zylstra, who's been pushing decisions that favor increasing enrollment without really considering the cost on the Dordt community. The case in point right now is the push for a Dordt football team. First off, Calvinists don't make good football players. I don't have a great explanation for that, they just don't. So the players coming in would most likely not be in keeping with the Reformed mindset that Dordt is (at least I thought) so proud of. And starting up a team would cost the school over 3 million dollars, then thousands more through the years in an effort to support a team and establish a fan base for this team, which will not be good for at least 10 years, simply because that's the way things go. Now, most of you who know me know I love football. The issue is not that I'm anti-football. I think it would be fun to go see games. BUT to bring football to Dordt would be a death knell, and I'm not even exaggerating, to Dordt's mission. So, here's President Zylstra promoting our school on this tour, and the choirs, band, and orchestra act all excited about school, when in reality a good number of us are really annoyed with the progress of things and forsee the school shooting itself in the foot and making itself shut down pretty soon if people don't make some serious changes. I'd move to impeach Zylstra, but I don't think it works that way.
Ok, since most of you don't know much about that whole previous issue, I'll see if I can come up with something friendly to the general public. Hmmmmmm................Wow, I can't really think of much. What should I do with this weekend to myself, since Sarah's finally out of my space and I can do what I want. :)
I failed to save the worms last night because I was in Sioux Falls, watching Dordt's musicians demonstrate just how Jubilant they are about 50 years of magic. It's kind of weird, though, because just at this crucial juncture, a LOT of students, myself included, are getting really sick of President Zylstra, who's been pushing decisions that favor increasing enrollment without really considering the cost on the Dordt community. The case in point right now is the push for a Dordt football team. First off, Calvinists don't make good football players. I don't have a great explanation for that, they just don't. So the players coming in would most likely not be in keeping with the Reformed mindset that Dordt is (at least I thought) so proud of. And starting up a team would cost the school over 3 million dollars, then thousands more through the years in an effort to support a team and establish a fan base for this team, which will not be good for at least 10 years, simply because that's the way things go. Now, most of you who know me know I love football. The issue is not that I'm anti-football. I think it would be fun to go see games. BUT to bring football to Dordt would be a death knell, and I'm not even exaggerating, to Dordt's mission. So, here's President Zylstra promoting our school on this tour, and the choirs, band, and orchestra act all excited about school, when in reality a good number of us are really annoyed with the progress of things and forsee the school shooting itself in the foot and making itself shut down pretty soon if people don't make some serious changes. I'd move to impeach Zylstra, but I don't think it works that way.
Ok, since most of you don't know much about that whole previous issue, I'll see if I can come up with something friendly to the general public. Hmmmmmm................Wow, I can't really think of much. What should I do with this weekend to myself, since Sarah's finally out of my space and I can do what I want. :)
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
mouse
Here's the picture, Joe. Eat your heart out. Maybe it's not a printer, I dunno. I've established my moronity with all things mechanical already this week.
First step.....
Hi, my name is Bethany Haak, I'm 20 1/2 years old, and I rescue worms. Yes, I do. When it rains, and there are worms on the sidewalk, I pick them up and put them out of harm's way so they don't get stepped on. I don't know if that makes me a radical animal lover or just a little eccentric, but I was realizing that is a little weird. I made friends with two of them last night as I dropped them into safer places. I didn't name them, but I did talk to them a little - they were the night crawler variety that stretch out to like a foot long. Kinda cool.
Hmmm, I just told you all my worm weakness. I feel free-er, I think. Or maybe like a total nerd. But I had to get this off my chest. Doesn't mean I'll stop, but I wanted to share the love and spread the word.
Current desktop image: a mouse with it's head caught in an inkjet printer - alive but looking somewhat distressed - courtesy of Sara Arthur. I can hear her laughing from here...
Biggest desire at this moment: To have all of my friends in a room so I could give everyone a big hug. Awwwww.
Hmmm, I just told you all my worm weakness. I feel free-er, I think. Or maybe like a total nerd. But I had to get this off my chest. Doesn't mean I'll stop, but I wanted to share the love and spread the word.
Current desktop image: a mouse with it's head caught in an inkjet printer - alive but looking somewhat distressed - courtesy of Sara Arthur. I can hear her laughing from here...
Biggest desire at this moment: To have all of my friends in a room so I could give everyone a big hug. Awwwww.
Sunday, April 17, 2005
Idle fancy
I don't have too much to say, I just felt it was time to post again. So.......I'll give you a list of everything I ate at the potluck at Carmel today:
1 roll, buttered
2 chunks pork roast, slightly overcooked (and there were no knives. apparently money can't buy them...)
1 slice meatloaf, surprisingly tasty
1 scoop pasta cheese hamburger pasta sauce casserole dish thing, eclectic
1 scoop cheesy sour creamy potatoes, you know what I mean
1 small bite of frozen jello/whipped cream salad, should have been dessert
1 square green jello/graham cracker thing, also dessert-like
1 slice strawberry pie, actual dessert
1 glass milk
I was satisfied, I must say. And then, since Rachel, Bethany (another Bethany, I'm not being schitzophrenic) had no way of getting home, the coolest old guy in the world, Herb Kuiper, just let us borrow his brand new Le Baron and he caught a ride with someone else. So I got to drive home, and it was fun. Drop it like it's hot.
Current desktop image: THE cutest kitty in the world. *Squeaky Sarah voice* Hi li'l cat! You're so furry!
Biggest desire at this moment: to toast someone's health. with a real champagne flute containing real champagne. you know you do too...
1 roll, buttered
2 chunks pork roast, slightly overcooked (and there were no knives. apparently money can't buy them...)
1 slice meatloaf, surprisingly tasty
1 scoop pasta cheese hamburger pasta sauce casserole dish thing, eclectic
1 scoop cheesy sour creamy potatoes, you know what I mean
1 small bite of frozen jello/whipped cream salad, should have been dessert
1 square green jello/graham cracker thing, also dessert-like
1 slice strawberry pie, actual dessert
1 glass milk
I was satisfied, I must say. And then, since Rachel, Bethany (another Bethany, I'm not being schitzophrenic) had no way of getting home, the coolest old guy in the world, Herb Kuiper, just let us borrow his brand new Le Baron and he caught a ride with someone else. So I got to drive home, and it was fun. Drop it like it's hot.
Current desktop image: THE cutest kitty in the world. *Squeaky Sarah voice* Hi li'l cat! You're so furry!
Biggest desire at this moment: to toast someone's health. with a real champagne flute containing real champagne. you know you do too...
Thursday, April 14, 2005
quiet envy
John gets to see U2 today, Rosie saw them this past weekend. I may never see U2. I hope I can eventually come to grips with this reality, but I just might not...
I found a triscuit in my bed last night. I don't eat triscuits in my bed because they're messy, and I haven't had a box to call my own for over three weeks. So I have no idea where it came from. I think it's evil, trying to suck out my soul when I'm in my deepest of sleeps. Lucky for me I don't sleep anymore. Or maybe it's a blessing from heaven, and I should cherish it as a sign from God. Or maybe I should eat it. Or throw it away. I'll take a poll, evil or holy, and eat it or toss it?
Current desktop image: seen above. I really likes it.
Biggest desire at this moment: to see and hear "Sunday Bloody Sunday" performed live and in person.
I found a triscuit in my bed last night. I don't eat triscuits in my bed because they're messy, and I haven't had a box to call my own for over three weeks. So I have no idea where it came from. I think it's evil, trying to suck out my soul when I'm in my deepest of sleeps. Lucky for me I don't sleep anymore. Or maybe it's a blessing from heaven, and I should cherish it as a sign from God. Or maybe I should eat it. Or throw it away. I'll take a poll, evil or holy, and eat it or toss it?
Current desktop image: seen above. I really likes it.
Biggest desire at this moment: to see and hear "Sunday Bloody Sunday" performed live and in person.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Ever Verdant
I seem to have found my comfort zone, and it is with the three worst players in my Badminton HPER. I seem to have gotten worse between Friday and today. Seriously, I kept forgetting in the middle of a volley that I was playing Badminton, so my opponent would thwack the birdie at me and I'd simply watch it sail by....then come back to reality and smack myself for letting that happen. I don't know, it's kind of strange. Like Badminton transports me to some other reality in which I only have to will the birdie over the net, not needing my hands at all. But my alternate reality does not work with my actual reality, in which not only do I need to use my hands and racket, but I need to duck to avoid getting hit in the face occasionally. I think if I could overcome my tendency to become ADD, I'd seriously kick butt in that class. And also maybe if my vertical was higher than 2.5 inches. Maybe.
After much weeping and gnashing of teeth, I finally managed to get registered for classes. I won't bore you with the list. I'll put that on my Xanga if you're reeeeeaaallly interested. But I won't assume you are, and bore you, and incur your wrath in comments.
Yeah, that's pretty much all I've got for now. My throat feels really weird, like thick and dry and fluffy. With blue polka dots.
Current desktop image: Some waterfall somewhere in Costa Rica. Costa Rica is another place I dream of visiting someday. And yes, John did win the million dollars from the last post. Huzzah for John.
Biggest desire at this moment: To not have a throat that felt weird. And to be pre-studied up for my Political Studies test. Not that I typically study for them anyways....
After much weeping and gnashing of teeth, I finally managed to get registered for classes. I won't bore you with the list. I'll put that on my Xanga if you're reeeeeaaallly interested. But I won't assume you are, and bore you, and incur your wrath in comments.
Yeah, that's pretty much all I've got for now. My throat feels really weird, like thick and dry and fluffy. With blue polka dots.
Current desktop image: Some waterfall somewhere in Costa Rica. Costa Rica is another place I dream of visiting someday. And yes, John did win the million dollars from the last post. Huzzah for John.
Biggest desire at this moment: To not have a throat that felt weird. And to be pre-studied up for my Political Studies test. Not that I typically study for them anyways....
Sunday, April 10, 2005
High King of Heaven my treasure Thou art
*happy sigh* We went back to Carmel Reformed Church for the first time since Spring Break, and it was happy to be back. It was obvious that we hadn't been there for a while because people gave us a bit of an "oh, didn't think you were planning on coming back to us!" sort of look, but it was still good. And we talked to Pastor Mark about your unicycle, Steph. He's excited for you, and jealous of your progress. I still want to see pictures of you on the thing - I need something to show De Smith.
We started out the morning with a bit of a thunderstorm, nothing absolutely fantastic, but better than your average drizzle. I think I want thunder at my wedding. Is that a weird thing to say? If that means accompanying rain, then so be it, I like rain too. Superstition be hanged! I think thunder and lightning are two of the coolest things (?) - no, PHENOMENA - that God created. I'm glad I spend my summer months in Arizona, where the thunderstorm was invented. There is nothing like a good monsoon, with lightning slicing down all over the place and thunder roaring and rain pouring down in buckets and flooded streets and people getting stuck in washes - and then 10 minutes later it's sunny and the cicadas are buzzing again. I tell ya, I love my state. Only 4 more weeks, then I get to work my lovely little heinie (no idea how to spell it) off for most of 4 months. Word.
Current desktop image: Chichen Itza, where I really want to go someday. Maybe after Europe in '07, eh Stephenie? First person to tell me what and where Chichen Itza is gets a million dollars in cash.
Biggest desire at this moment: galoshes. Always wanted 'em, never needed 'em. Until now.
We started out the morning with a bit of a thunderstorm, nothing absolutely fantastic, but better than your average drizzle. I think I want thunder at my wedding. Is that a weird thing to say? If that means accompanying rain, then so be it, I like rain too. Superstition be hanged! I think thunder and lightning are two of the coolest things (?) - no, PHENOMENA - that God created. I'm glad I spend my summer months in Arizona, where the thunderstorm was invented. There is nothing like a good monsoon, with lightning slicing down all over the place and thunder roaring and rain pouring down in buckets and flooded streets and people getting stuck in washes - and then 10 minutes later it's sunny and the cicadas are buzzing again. I tell ya, I love my state. Only 4 more weeks, then I get to work my lovely little heinie (no idea how to spell it) off for most of 4 months. Word.
Current desktop image: Chichen Itza, where I really want to go someday. Maybe after Europe in '07, eh Stephenie? First person to tell me what and where Chichen Itza is gets a million dollars in cash.
Biggest desire at this moment: galoshes. Always wanted 'em, never needed 'em. Until now.
Friday, April 08, 2005
Enough already
Ok, I'm tired of this picking at each other in comments. So, tonight, since I'm tired, headachey, and coldish, I'm going to let Sarah write my post for me. Here's an email she sent me last night, from the library, while I was cramming for my Genetics test:
Hey Bethie,
We were supposed to eat at 8:00, right? So, I went to the thing, and there was no bethie and no food. Eeeeeeee! So now I get to write you an e-mail to while away the half hour till I can eat....Are you feeling better, lovey? I talked to Katy Dekens and she told me that she is looking forward to living with us, cause we can stay home and do CRAFTS all day! And she also told me she liked my flip-flops....Heidi is in the library and she showed me how to do msn illegally in the LRC. So I talked to Devin about my it-cats, and how much fun it would be to be a hippity-hop dancer. Only he wants to learn ballroom dancing. Plus, Heidi was cackling really loud. And your Alex was all grumbl-y cause he was trying to write some research paper. Tee hee! I felt so naughty. What other news can I invent? Oh! I just saw Hot Trevor! He's doing his Revelations homework. Which reminds me, I forgot to give him his mt. dew. And than I gave it to Lisa De Vries after choir. Well, it's only 8:17. I guess I could do some more homework. Or look at E-BAY! Yay!~Sarah Alice
I like my roommate. She's funny.
Current Desktop Image: flashing New Found Glory buddy icons, tiled over and over again. It's like epilepsy in a can, kinda. No wonder my head feels funny....
Biggest desire at this moment: clear sinuses, and a nap. Or maybe a great big peanut butter chocolate ice cream cone.
Hey Bethie,
We were supposed to eat at 8:00, right? So, I went to the thing, and there was no bethie and no food. Eeeeeeee! So now I get to write you an e-mail to while away the half hour till I can eat....Are you feeling better, lovey? I talked to Katy Dekens and she told me that she is looking forward to living with us, cause we can stay home and do CRAFTS all day! And she also told me she liked my flip-flops....Heidi is in the library and she showed me how to do msn illegally in the LRC. So I talked to Devin about my it-cats, and how much fun it would be to be a hippity-hop dancer. Only he wants to learn ballroom dancing. Plus, Heidi was cackling really loud. And your Alex was all grumbl-y cause he was trying to write some research paper. Tee hee! I felt so naughty. What other news can I invent? Oh! I just saw Hot Trevor! He's doing his Revelations homework. Which reminds me, I forgot to give him his mt. dew. And than I gave it to Lisa De Vries after choir. Well, it's only 8:17. I guess I could do some more homework. Or look at E-BAY! Yay!~Sarah Alice
I like my roommate. She's funny.
Current Desktop Image: flashing New Found Glory buddy icons, tiled over and over again. It's like epilepsy in a can, kinda. No wonder my head feels funny....
Biggest desire at this moment: clear sinuses, and a nap. Or maybe a great big peanut butter chocolate ice cream cone.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
sticking the dismount
Hey guys, I'm off my soapbox and moving on. May the John Paul II rest in peace. So, today, I did basically nothing. Well, not true, I took a big ol' anatomy test over the lymphatic, respiratory, and digestive systems. Ask me what peristalsis is some time, you'll be surprised. Then I was feeling achy and really tired, so I came back to my room, where Sarah was still sleeping, notified my Badminton....prof? Teacher? Not coach... Whatever, I told him I wouldn't be there, and went back to sleep from 9 to after 12. I missed a convocation address that I had been interested in seeing, but oh well, I guess. Got up, read a huge article for political studies on why Christians shouldn't legislate morality at all in the secular arena (good points, actually), then went to lunch. TJ Nielsen sent me a book on why contraception is immoral, so I got that in the mail today and flipped through the first couple pages. I may keep y'all posted, if you're interested. Then I came back here, read about educational psychology, did a bunch of crunches and push ups in an effort to act healthy to myself, then wrote a couple of blog entries. Yep. Good day. Sorry, yesterday, though I was much more potentially abusive, I was also more interesting.
Here's something new. Breaking news has it that John had a dream last night that I turned lesbian. No validity to that report, just so you know. But it was more interesting than my day.
Current desktop image: Homestar Runner's head. And it's starting to annoy me.
Biggest desire at this moment: hmmm, how about a head massage? That'd do me.
Here's something new. Breaking news has it that John had a dream last night that I turned lesbian. No validity to that report, just so you know. But it was more interesting than my day.
Current desktop image: Homestar Runner's head. And it's starting to annoy me.
Biggest desire at this moment: hmmm, how about a head massage? That'd do me.
Monday, April 04, 2005
*FUME*
Holy what the crap....
Maybe I just need to move on, but I've been hearing and reading stupid comments from all sorts of people who call themselves Christian and who maintain that Pope John Paul II is now burning in Hell. FIRST, to take Hell so lightly as to simply throw anyone and everyone who doesn't conform to a person's worldview is foolish and a trite response to the wrath of God and the power of Satan. Yes, there will be many in Hell who never expected to be there because they failed to acknowledge and accept the saving grace of Jesus Christ. But how on earth does that land the Pope there?
This man was an amazing Christian leader for the last twenty years. His humanitarian stance and action was remarkable, as was his concerted effort to bring about reforms in the Catholic church to bring it more in lines with Scriptural truth. This man was instrumental in bringing Christianity back to life for millions of young people all over the world. He is a saint in the true sense of the word, and, I am all but completely certain, worshipping before the throne of the Lamb as I sit here and vent. To damn the Pope would be the equivalent, in the United States, of condemning Rev. Billy Graham. It's completely ridiculous! If anyone disagrees with me, I'd LOVE to hear a legitimate response. I do believe my anger is a righteous anger, because it is this kind of willful ignorance that divides the Church and makes it so remarkably ineffective in so many places today, like Europe and North America. If you don't care, that's your prerrogative, but I do think it's a really big deal.
Ok, I'm done venting, although I don't feel any better yet. Maybe studying the digestive system will cool me down...
Current Desktop Image: guess who! Yeah, it is him. I feel justified in celebrating his life and subsequent passing on to worship his Lord for the rest of eternity
Biggest desire at this moment: to shake someone, or throw something, really hard. No one in particular, and I promise I won't hurt Sarah...
Maybe I just need to move on, but I've been hearing and reading stupid comments from all sorts of people who call themselves Christian and who maintain that Pope John Paul II is now burning in Hell. FIRST, to take Hell so lightly as to simply throw anyone and everyone who doesn't conform to a person's worldview is foolish and a trite response to the wrath of God and the power of Satan. Yes, there will be many in Hell who never expected to be there because they failed to acknowledge and accept the saving grace of Jesus Christ. But how on earth does that land the Pope there?
This man was an amazing Christian leader for the last twenty years. His humanitarian stance and action was remarkable, as was his concerted effort to bring about reforms in the Catholic church to bring it more in lines with Scriptural truth. This man was instrumental in bringing Christianity back to life for millions of young people all over the world. He is a saint in the true sense of the word, and, I am all but completely certain, worshipping before the throne of the Lamb as I sit here and vent. To damn the Pope would be the equivalent, in the United States, of condemning Rev. Billy Graham. It's completely ridiculous! If anyone disagrees with me, I'd LOVE to hear a legitimate response. I do believe my anger is a righteous anger, because it is this kind of willful ignorance that divides the Church and makes it so remarkably ineffective in so many places today, like Europe and North America. If you don't care, that's your prerrogative, but I do think it's a really big deal.
Ok, I'm done venting, although I don't feel any better yet. Maybe studying the digestive system will cool me down...
Current Desktop Image: guess who! Yeah, it is him. I feel justified in celebrating his life and subsequent passing on to worship his Lord for the rest of eternity
Biggest desire at this moment: to shake someone, or throw something, really hard. No one in particular, and I promise I won't hurt Sarah...
Saturday, April 02, 2005
Arroz con leche
Three newsflashes for the day:
1) The Pope did die this afternoon. I am genuinely saddened because he was a great man who did great things for the Catholic church (i.e. making it slightly more Protestant/biblically based). I'm sure he's glad to finally be home, where he's always belonged.
2) Neil Young is recovering from a brain aneurism he suffered a few days ago. Maybe he realized he couldn't sing for squat and the realization nearly did him in. And (hopefully) enough damage was done to prevent him from attempting to sing ever again.
3) Jane Fonda just realized what a complete b**** she was for going to North Vietnam during the Vietnamese War, touring a weapons factory, and betraying a bunch of American POWs to their captors. Honestly, I think they should have tried her for some sort of treason. Most people now agree that Vietnam was a bad idea, and I think that the war in Iraq, likewise, was not the greatest idea either, but if I was a celebrity would I go over there, check out a munitions bunker, chat with a few insurgents, then spit in the faces of American hostages? Good Lord no. The woman has to be some brand of evil to think that's in any way something a human being could do to another human being.
Current desktop image: Green Day. I likes them.
Biggest desire at this moment: another Saturday right after today, to give me a chance at finishing everything I need to get done.
1) The Pope did die this afternoon. I am genuinely saddened because he was a great man who did great things for the Catholic church (i.e. making it slightly more Protestant/biblically based). I'm sure he's glad to finally be home, where he's always belonged.
2) Neil Young is recovering from a brain aneurism he suffered a few days ago. Maybe he realized he couldn't sing for squat and the realization nearly did him in. And (hopefully) enough damage was done to prevent him from attempting to sing ever again.
3) Jane Fonda just realized what a complete b**** she was for going to North Vietnam during the Vietnamese War, touring a weapons factory, and betraying a bunch of American POWs to their captors. Honestly, I think they should have tried her for some sort of treason. Most people now agree that Vietnam was a bad idea, and I think that the war in Iraq, likewise, was not the greatest idea either, but if I was a celebrity would I go over there, check out a munitions bunker, chat with a few insurgents, then spit in the faces of American hostages? Good Lord no. The woman has to be some brand of evil to think that's in any way something a human being could do to another human being.
Current desktop image: Green Day. I likes them.
Biggest desire at this moment: another Saturday right after today, to give me a chance at finishing everything I need to get done.
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