Butt Freezy Cold Day

"Why can't Asia keep its diseases to itself?"--Brianne Sanchez

7:30 is an early hour. But at that very time roommate Jer was brushing the enamel on his teeth. It was then I decided to poke my head out of my room raptor style with sound and all. There was jumping of feet and flailing of arms. He called me a jerk. I laughed, but it turned me into kind of a jerkface. Not enough of a jerkface though to fear the nine-iron. Ha!!

Watched Tron over the weekend. Tee hee. Great Movie.

On Saturday morning I open the door of my apartment to see the layer of snow that had fallen during the night. I'm not excited about cold weather. It's not fun for me. I looked out and said, "Ah, crap!" Also during this time, there happened to be some sort of snowball fight going on. Some demanded that I join their "fun". This included one throwing two snowballs at me whilst I was still in my doorway. One of said snowballs made it inside the apartment. I threatened to kick him *****************. He might have gotten the message. I don't care. I soon closed the door and locked it before anyone else could manage a decent shot at me. Me and cold haven't been real good friends as of late [okay, past four years]. I stayed inside.

Maybe twenty minutes later I open the door just to see what's going on which was a bad idea. Though the fight had ended, one girl rubbed her icy gloves on my face. That act alone turns you into a class B jerkface. Minus 10 points. Cold, I don't like you.

Peoples are back from break now. I'm thoroughly okay with this. Most important, Matsugi is back. Hooray. Good times indeed. And please don't be a jerkface.

7100 calories

"They have a party to go to and it's not yours!--Emmy Sanchez

Considering, I think my Thanksgiving turned out rather well. You know seeing people like Grandma Sanchez, Pat & Alicia, Buttergirl and Dubins, Stooph and her girlfriend, Uncle Tony and his mustache and the likes. However, I mostly relaxed and just watch sort of everything and everyone do their own thing. I ended up eating dinner twice which I'm thoroughly okay with that. I listened to Tony play the guitar country western style. I was chastised by Alicia bor not being like Mikey and harassing the girls every spare second I had. You know how it goes.

Other weird stuff: I drew a picture of Tony's eyebrows in the Moleskine. I almost started liking New Age instrumental music [what the Vaccuum Conversation]. Making fun of Chase's word selection and phrasology. And Grandmas monkey pajamas and slippers. Classy.

Matsugi, you are missed. That really goes without saying. So weird not seeing you for a couple of days now. Also, I wish everyone a pleasant weekend with a safe and politically correct drive home. Ha!

Slow Down Grandma!!

"You'll let me know if anything exciting happens."--Grandma Sorensen

I am a firm believer that grandmas are allowed to say anything they want. You can't stop them, it's impossible!! Plus, they get away with it. However, I think I am able to see the inexplicable logistics of that. That's why I love Grandma. She'll say some pretty whack stuff and it's freaking hilarious. Story time:

Earlier this summer the roommates and I passed through the hometown [Manti, Utah] of my grandparents for a wedding. Of course I had to stop by the old Sorensen abode. There is absolutely no way not to be convinced into listening to at twelve billion stories and going out to the barn to see how far Grandpa is on the plane. Yeah, Grandpa is building a plane. My favorite story that Grandma told was the one about a turkey she raised not too long ago [per say] and that it hated her. It just happened to be the most onery turkey EVER!! They had a few spats, never agreed on anything and the stupid turkey pecked Grandma! Filthy turk!! So what does Grandma decide to do? Cut it's head off and cook it for dinner. I think she described it as the "toughest turkey dinner ever eaten." I think they racked a cumulative total of one billion points from the roommates. Rightfully so.

This past Saturday I went down again to Manti for an Eagle Court of Honor for my cousin, this time with Matsugi. We get to the place and I see and say hi to Uncle Kenny and the likes. We're invited to partake of some dessert type goodness and whilst doing that Grandma sneaks up from behind and jumps me.

Grandma: "Why haven't you given me a hug yet?"

Me: "Well, uh..."

Grandma: "Didn't you even look for us?"

Me: "Yes, I...."

Grandma: "Don't you even love us anymore?"

Me: "Grandma!!"

Yup, that's Grandma. Of course I was forgiven. She then proceeded to to say, "Matsugi, do you want to hear stories about Flops?" Matsugi consented and really, what could I do to stop them? Yeah...I know.

This time in Manti we got to walk around the Grandparents property. Checked out the plane in the barn, the pond in back and even the outhouse. The outhouse was quite impressive. Grandpa and Grandma thoroughly enjoyed a nice little visit. They go off on their stories and everything's all good. We get caught up on all the cousin gossip, listen rants on about lawyers [sorry you had to hear about that one Matsugi] and without fail Grandma says a few things that are completely absurd. One in particular where I think, wow, thanks for that implication. But the trip was much enjoyed and well worth it.

So nice to see some of the fam. Uncle Kenny had a few bad jokes, spoke Japanese to Matsugi and overall had a good time. But what made my night was the receival of Care Bears the Movie. Matsugi, I award you two billion points. You're great! And Grandma, you're really weird.

Math made my day?

"We've got colored chalk today!"--The Cornwall

So that's what my math TA said at the beginning of class. That's all I got for you.

The "joys" of work

"It's just trash, but we love it!"--Taylor

Work for the most part is really crappy. It's monotonous, boring, the occasional jerk and the not so uncommon weirdo. However, there are a few perks about the job like unto listening to my boss mispronounce my name, tooth-picking lint traps and talking with some of the peoples which include but not limited to: Jules, Darbs, D-Slice, Kayla, Mary, Tee-Lore and so forth. We always end up talking about how much we hate our jobs, telling Tee-Lore to shove it, him telling me the same in retort, relationships and how boys/girls are dumb in general with the occasional exception [Matsugi, you are the greatest exception ever!!].

I am very well caught up in the lives of Darbs, Jules and D-Slice plus a few others. One's about to take the next step in life, another took a leap of faith, one discovered that the man treats her like every other girl, plus one who is basically official and the other which wants something to happen but apparently, he's got no gumption. We got all kinds of scenarios. It's fun. I input advice where I can if asked. There have been many a good story.

Another perk has been scoring free stuff. [bénxa] has the lawn chair that was scored during summer. Some people have scored CD's, clothes, a movie or two and many other things. I somehow was the one who always found the creepy man posters, granted there were only two and one of which found itself right above Keith's bed. Two days ago, I was having a good chat with the Shanna and D-Slice at which point I flicked my shoe from my foot somewhere in the conversation. Slice then asked me what size shoe I wore and I told him what I wore. Generally a size too large because I'm not a big fan of tying the laces. He then informed me of some shoes in the DI box downstairs. I checked them out. They fit and I was impressed with the style. They're on my feet as of this moment. I was rather pleased with myself.

I try to make the best of everything. Somehow I've managed to there for entirely too long. But the place does have it's good points [however nowhere near as many good points as one Matsugi, I'm sorry, you just can't top her]. I really enjoy my life right now, mostly because of Matsugi but a new pair of shoes was nice.

Sometimes, it doesn't seem like a month. But I'm okay with that.

The sun is longer a heat source

"I'm gonna take a hot shower thinking of all this ice."--Sanka Coffie, Cool Runnings

So when I walked to school this morning I had some sort of feeling of foreboding because of the freeziness factor. But I go through classes okay. I'm inside mostly and I get done all that needs to. You know how that goes. Then, after my last class is done, I head on over to work. The problem with this is that there was rain and it was cold and then there was hail and freeziness!!! MY POOR LITTLE SENSES [well, two out of the five]!!! I became wet and cold. I'm not happy about this. After work there happens to be snow falling to the ground. The wind is whipping across my face. Thank heavens for the high collar because my neck would have been destroyed. But, snow? Ah, man!! Now come the days of a red nose that no longer functions outside because it's frozen. Gone are the days of rolling down my car window and blasting muzak for everyone to hear. I now have to graft my beanie on top of my head, not that I don't mind so much. Eh....

However, the one good thing that will come out this winter [and I'll make sure of it], when a good snow comes around, I will be building a snow goon in front of someone's apartment window.

Games, Plays and Relationships

"I like my genders clearly defined."--Matsugi

I had one of the most entertaining conversations with a co-worker yesterday that got me thinking, smiling and spewing out ideas. Let me do what I can.

So she and this guy have the hots for each other. This is good right? Well, it's the stage where they're with each other most nights of the week but no has yet to hold hands or even discuss the fact that they want to hook up with each other. It's pretty obvious that there's interest but neither one knows exactly the thoughts of the other. This has lead to the man asking said girl out on Friday for Saturday already having tickets because of the assumption that they like each other. This is done with him not knowing that he still needs to ask her out before other guys do because really, they haven't started going out yet and he holds no presidence.

Other story: He took her to Homecoming. She did not take him to Preference [though her original plan was to] because he bashed said venerated practice of Preference. She didn't go at all because of the fact that she still likes him. He still needs an excuse to go over to her place and when he does come over with said excuse the two end up flirting and paying attention to no one else. He still needs some other excuse though. She doesn't need one to go to his place. He still can't ask her out straight up sometimes though he explicitly implies that she should come. She didn't reply until he asked her specifically. Stuff like this happens consistently.

As you can see, with so much interest flying around and nothing happening she is going out of her mind. He probably is too somewhat. This happens a lot when the two aren't straight up with each other. Something needs to happen. A DTR, an FYI, something, anything!! There was the suggestion that she should email the boy specifically giving him a time and place for a discussion of their relationship should be. Or possibly even calling the boy up saying "DTR, tonight 8pm at the Brigham Statue." That would blow him out of his mind!! I would give anything to see the look upon his face after that. I asked if I could slap the boy in the face which she mused the idea and chuckled. We threw around several ideas like this. It was good times.

I'm all about being straight up. Things are so much easier. There's still the possibility of pain but it's tolerable, quicker and probably more worth it than you think. I've learned this [probably the hard way]. Thank you Matsugi for being straight up. It's been an excellent month indeed!

What the crap have I forgotten?

"When you come to the edge of all the light you know and are about to step off into the darkness of the unkown, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: there will be something solid to stand on or you will be taught to fly."
--JHVO 2004

Ah, the written record of one's life can be many things. It can be warm and fuzzy, bitter-sweet, absolute myrth and jollity and sometimes even haunting. We all know why I write. Thanks to Matsugi who came across a moment that I had completely forgotten and thought, that night was total craziness. There are also a few reminders in the moleskine that I had put down for obvious reasons. Hence, I should go back and read those suckers again. But that's a hard task I've discovered. The range of emotions always does a number on me. It's a lot to take in.

I was surprised to see when I went through Matsugi's journal how much we are alike. With the same insecurities, angst, wanting to destroy something, anything. Small little details that define someone. Define who they are and how they got there. There was even one word that stuck out to me because I had said it too. I will respect.

I look back and see how we've changed. I've been very impressed. We as human beings go through a lot of crap. I only hope that I've grown as much. I am so glad that she is so good to me. Looks past many of faults and reminds me to fix things here and there. I cannot ask for more. Thank you.

Best ECON question ever

"We don't want any of you to disintegrate."--Greta

So when I was taking me Economics test yesterday I stumbles across question 32 which stated thus following:

32. What's the best example of a public good?

A. Parking lot at a mall
B. [I don't recall what B was, no matter]
C. Protection for U.S. Air Space
D. Money
E. A life-size replica of Burt Reynolds

I just about busted up laughing. That made my day up to that point. It was a good end to the time up on campus.

Only in Dreams

"You can’t resist her.
She’s in your bones.
She is your marrow, and your ride home.

You can’t avoid her.
She’s in the air.
[in the air]
And in between molecules of oxygen and carbon dioxide.

Only in dreams, you’ll see what it means.
Reach out our hands.
Hold on to hers.
But when we wake, it’s all been erased.
And so it seems... only in dreams.

You walk up to her.
Ask her to dance.
She says ’hey baby, I just might take a chance.’

You say it’s a good thing.
That you float in the air.
[in the air.]
Up where there’s no way I will crush
Your pretty toenails into a thousand pieces.

Only in dreams, you’ll see what it means.
Reach out our hands.
Hold on to hers.
But when we wake, it’s all been erased.
And so it seems... only in dreams.

Only in dreams.
Only in dreams.
Only in dreams!
Only in dreams!
Only in dreams!
Only in dreams.

[you gotta love it.]"

Also:

"I've got the Dungeon Master's Guide
I've got a 12-sided die
I've got Kitty Pryde
and Nightcrawler too
Waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do

I've got posters on the wall
My favorite rock group Kiss
I've got Ace Frehley
I've got Peter Criss
Waiting there for me
Yes I do,I do

In the garage I feel safe
No one cares about my ways
In the garage
Where I belong
No one hears me sing this song
In the garage

I've got an electric guitar
I play my stupid songs
I write these stupid words
and I love every one
Waiting there for me
Yes I do, I do

In the garage I feel safe
No one cares about my ways
In the garage
Where I belong
No one hears me sing this song
In the garage"


And:

"We go together baby
And if you do
I’ll be your weakness baby
And get to you

Stream line
Main line
Fall together, get up

Any time you want me baby
I’ll be around
That’s what they teach you baby
To dig my sound

Stream line
Main line
Fall together, get up
Stream line
Main line
Fall together, get up
Yeah, yeah, yeah"


Weezer generally expresses things the way I see them too. These songs are favorites of mine and good examples of me or my thought process. I have my dreams, ideas, ways of doing things. I guess the reason for this post is that I believe in dreams, ideas, doing your own thing, being yourself, letting others be themselves and just trying to make the best of everything. Do what you feel is right. It's all good.

Bucket o' frozen honey

"There are times when people just want to kill you."
--Intro to IR

I come home one night and find upon the doorstep a small type bucket. Out of curiosity [if I were a cat I'd have gone through so many lives past nine] I took it in and proceeded to open it up. It was frozen honey. First of all I think the smell is rather funk-nasty and the taste is something else. All in all, it is not one of my favorite things

As I saw the honey frozen in said bucket, I thought to myself, who the crap does this? Some of us were thinking there's something in it. We always think that there's some sort of calling card/message or what have you. This meant that we had to melt the honey. This is no easy feat mind you. The melting consisted of me filling the bathtub full of hot water and letting the honey sit in there for the night. By next afternoon the honey is gooey enough with which we could spoon through it. Most of the spooning was done by Jer. Thanks man! Oh yeah, there was nothing in the honey. We then chucked it.

One of the culprits of the honey dropping revealed their identity. She had quite the smile on her face. Doubly so when I told her that we searched it. In the end everything was quite humorous for me. Indeed well done.

This is what I found when I googled "bucket of honey"

I'm sprouting

"The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance.
The wise grows it under his feet."
--James Oppenheim

Experience:

A couple of weeks ago I'm walking to campus. Off to the side there's that hill type thing and whatnot where I see about four or so youngsters no older than five years of age rolling down said and giggling it up. I watched and enjoyed the splendor of the scene with some sort of massive smile on my face. I pass by the guardians who take notice of my observance and the man says to me "Don't you miss that?"

My reply: "Oh, so much."

The joys of frolicking around wherever possible were endless. Now I have to take care of school, work and pay for things like foodstuffs. My frolicking is much less frequent but the joys are still endless. But I also find joys in many other things now. I've had to learn this, I think it's some sort of skill. It's possible that you could say that I've built character. Like everyone else, I've built character the hard way. In fact, I don't think one can build character the easy way [is there an easy way? Probably not]. Learning unexplainable stuff is no walk in the park. Actually, it's no fun. But at least I grow up and become a little more sturdy. But growing means you probably did something to provoke that. Something very more than likely on the un-kosher side of the line. Or maybe you discover something that you must do or must discontinue doing. All of which are very difficult to deal with. Mostly because we end up beating ourselves up mentally until we're emotional basket-cases. Why does this have to happen? I don't know, but it seems unbearably necessary. I'm learning to deal with it.

Yesterday I found myself thinking on the words of Calvin, "Every time I've built character I've regretted it." The panel came to mind during work and it stuck. Somehow I found me inside that quote. I understood something about myself that just screamed at me. I've done a lot of things these past 24 years. Some good, some creepy and some well...yeah. And the thought came:

"I regret the act but not the consequences."

It was like getting hit with a barrel of bricks. There are a few things that I will never do again but what I've learned because of the consequences I consider invaluable. I realize now that I can't do anything I want. Unless of course I want to destroy my soul but there are a few people around here who want me to keep my soul. Heck, everyone, please keep your souls!! I am sprouting, I am growing up.

Hobbes: Do you think there's a God?
Calvin: Someone's out to get me!