please note that this is not finished...she talks really fast!
Attention Shoppers!
Attention 9-5 folks, cell phone masses, the up and coming classes
Attention sports utility, plastic surgery surburbanites, viagra popping gucci shopping urbanites
Attention George Clooney loonies, promise keeper sheep
stockbroker sleepwalkers, big investment talkers, Ricki Lake watchers
Attention walmart congregation, shop 'til you drop generation
Attention Nation!
America's on sale!

We've unstocked the welfare pantry to restock the wallstreet gentry
It's economically elementary because values don't pay
Yes american dreams are on permanent layaway
There was limited availability anyway
The statue of liberty is being dismantled ten dollars a piece
to sit it on your mantle or hang it on your wall
by the small mom and child with lots of sally struthers
sisters and brothers, it's now or never
this deal won't last forever, America's on sale

restrictions may apply if you're black gay or female
and shoppers global perspective is 99% off because most of the boys don't count so well
our ethic inventory's low, because moral business has been slow

this is for holly whom i'm sure doesn't read this (is that a proper use of whom, sarah?) remember when we were beds for halloween. that was funny. well not really. but we thought so then. remember when we almost got beat up by those cheerleaders. you're so buff. 10 32 46 HUT. it's amazing that we actually became people considering the primordial ooze we matriculated from. is that how you spell primordial. you know what's the cutest, maryann and carin sent us all a little gift bag. it had tiny tubes of glitter and nail polish. how adorable. i might paint my nails. hmmm. what a thought. i've done it. it's been a really long time. i used to be all about nail polish. sometimes i scare myself. i'm listening to alice n chains. another vestige of my younger years. scary.

so i'm totally skipping out on my life. but i had things to do right. or so i say. anyway, i'm here and not so much at the historical society. i am the worst. but that's ok. sigh...

Heather's coming to dragball. what fun. someone remind me to get her a guest room. please...

trying out a new comments deal...

manda the pooh hood is not co-ed yet. i can't believe i got an 8 on your quiz. in the words of amy mas "you cheat"

the woman at the beer store said we looked like 2 fisted drinkers. hahaha

amy mas said the beer can live at her house. yay. sarah and i are off to buy large ammounts of alcohol now. i hope poohbear is happy!

i'm listening to my mothers message about my health. she bought a book. i need to stop typing. haha. and i need to drink more water. that's her solution. and potassium. she's so funny. my cousin is going to make her wedding dress at my house. that's nice, random, but nice. i haven't done any work yet. it's all jj's fault, i'm sticking to that. if my comments worked she could post something rude just there. i wonder why it worked for kirsten. so puzzling. anyway. i was doing laundry and there were these freshmen having quite the martha stuart laundry conversation. meanwhile when i do laundry it all goes in together and as much as possible. i'm pretty sure my clothes don't even get clean, just a little bit wet, but the point is about these freshmen. they were totally dissing my laundry practices. I am a scary senior standing right there and they were rude to my laundry. there's going to be a very spirited senior prank for all this nonsense. some one remind me. sarah? ps. kirsten, jj said there's an empty apartment in her building. what fun. there's a hall meeting shortly. you know i hear when you live in a place of your own you never have to go to hall meetings.

went to west minster today. what fun. kirsten and i had a delightful conversation. about ourselves and our apartment. that really is my happy thought these days. for all those i whined to about losing my exam, i found it. i haven't finished it yet, but i found it. it really has to be done tonight. i'm so going to fail. ohwell. i don't care, hahahaha. i feel like i should have more to say at 5 in the afternoon but i just don't. how odd. maybe more later...

AimeyM: your quiz sucks
AimeyM: u cheat
elvisngrcelnd: i cheat
AimeyM: yeah
elvisngrcelnd: maybe you just suck
elvisngrcelnd: oh wow, 10%
elvisngrcelnd: sorry
AimeyM: i got the dyke one right

"will you admit you're an asshole? Will you sign a statement swearing you're an asshole? I said no, I've got my own schedule for these things boys" didn't finish, didn't wake up at 5, must go to class empty handed. but on the upside, i'm absolutely certain that i look like shit.

is there a point in making progress on this if it is all so, i don't even have a word for this kind of awful. it's so pointless to waste all this time writing dribble. i wonder if dr. L will even notice if i don't turn it in tomorrow. probably not. maybe i could get him something by the afternoon. he doesn't notice much. i really don't think i deserve a grade for it, i should just get a zero and move on. i would so not give myself a grade for an exam so late. good thing i don't want to be a teacher huh. i have not slept enough lately to articulate any thoughts on the purges except stalin is mean. he was a mean, mean dude. that's my essay. tres profound. do we think sleep will make me more reasonable. we're not sure. i'm so much better at historiography on the impulse. that doesn't make sense. if this were in an inclass exam it would be so much better, i'm much more able to think when i only have 50 minutes. meanwhile, there have plenty of words to blog with, just none about the purges. purging is bad, killing is bad, stalin is mean. but effective. i have to give him that much. he got what he wanted. so thousands of people suffered and died. dreams can come true.

i have just made the most trite identification of Alexander Kerensky. to awful to even be posted here, alas i'll give it in for a grade. what is wrong with me. uhm, he was a socialist and the uhh armies thought he was a really cool guy, but uhh Lenin said he had to go so they ousted him from the country. tsk tsk, they really should have stuck with the program and killed him, but alas. You'd think Lenin would be more careful, talk about fastidious, but whatever.

poohbear looks so pretty! watch out polite young men!!!

skipped out on the gre, didn't cancel, just didn't go in and take it. i am such a grownup.

orienteering shall be interesting. andy thinks i'm serious. interesting. alas the gre is tomorrow and i don't care. none of that silly academia for me, no sir! my mum called four times, i tried to call her back but the phone is busy. sigh. she'll think i'm dead. atleast they got the sniper, now i can get gas and go to michaels. it really has been an amazing year at hood college, no wonder all of our lives are spiraling out of control.

dr L gave me an extension on my exam till whenever i'm done. he's a god among men. and tea freshmen rock! just so everyone knows.

so i walk into the house and there is my mother like 75 times. all of these women were my mother, it was insane. a bus tour from baltimore, who knew my mothers lived in baltimore. they all had these ridiculous red hats. voluminous hats, with like red sequins and sheer and lace. some of my mothers were wearing the red hat and a red hat pin on their clothes. all with matching red handbags. it was very strange. very strange indeed. i almost had to practice my tour, which sucks on a normal day, but too many of my mothers couldn't climb the stairs and just sat in the gallery and waited. thank goodness. other exciting things, i got a parking ticket for no apparent reason and i thought i had deaccessioned an entire collection of textiles. i'm about to call dr. L and ask for an extension on a take home that was supposed to be due yesterday. do we think he'll agree??? details at 10.

missed geography. yes i'm taking geography in my senior year and there's much more academia than one thought would be required. and no maps to color, i was looking forward to that bit. anyway, off to see heidi and the dress i'm working on conserving. unfortunately there's not a damn thing we can do but vacuum it. the docents keep coming up from downstairs and petting it and saying "oh wow, they had silk then". their insipid comments and their oils are going to be the end of me today i think.

less of spiraling out of control today. sigh...

who figured out the comments??? i'm desperate to know???

Indian Summer

In youth, it was a way i had
To do my best to please,
And change, with every passing lad,
To suit his theories.

But now I know the things I know,
And do the things i do;
And if you do not like me so,
To hell my love with you!

~Doroth Parker

oh wow, someone figured out the comments thing...wish i could figure out how to read it.

the comments thing is getting better, it tells me i have none atleast. but where would you put one if you wanted to???

the vision is starting to go. but i feel like me today. i can even bear to think about the kronstadt revolt. i have sources for my ind. study. i might have an internship at harper's ferry...the beautifulest historical park i have yet seen. i don't care about the gre, i talked to my holly in boston, it's a good day. meanwhile, i've been up for 8 hours and have done very little. that's what all night is for huh. i am so not a scholar.

i am so very much a problem. i slept for like 2 hours, i feel like it was more. i am running so much on like adrenaline that like 2 hours is like 8. meanwhile, i also think sentences such as the previous are ok. hmmm. we're not sure. blaggitybloo, in the eternal words of kristen nolle. my train of thought is so all over the place. i just erased this ridiculously long diatribe about gavrillo princip. diatribe is like my favorite gre word because i remember it from the sat(where incidentally my mum made me take a stupid class). anyway, those who care about gavrillo princip say I (notice the resounding silence).
i'm off to watch some russian movies, maybe i'll fall asleep again. ps, fabulous is so my word.

7 days till the gre. didn't sleep last night, won't sleep ever again. going to call my mom to tell her i'm in tremendous debt and to come out. we'll see. i'm so tired it might just happen. ugh. thinking about my apartment with kirsten and laura and who all else (we know you want to annie?), very peaceful. with a puppy. yay for puppies.

do i forget about my meetings or do i just not go? we're not sure.

it's a celebration indeed. it's a great day at hood college. males in the dorms. fabulous. i feel like saying more but there just isn't anything to say...

How blogworthy is Hood going coed next goddamn fall. next fall. oh my god. meanwhile this is all hearsay. you know, washington post hearsay. the whole metro area knows our fate before us. no one at hood ever could keep a secret. i have nothing else to say right now, the candle's going out.

i try so hard and it just never works, why is that?

what happens to you when you can't get off your bike, anyone?

so last night, i'm sleeping, sleeping, minding my own business. thunderous clap behind my head. nothing there, nothing in the hallway, nothing on the floor. this is not a good thing.

Internet checkers is my reason for living. someone shoot me.

shannon's here, yay, i have to work all tomorrow, boo! third entry, day one. kirsten actually noticed it. HI KIRSTEN! i'm so tired...

my mother calls me to say nothing. she calls to listen to me breath. how bizaar.

all of these posts say 10:30 am, it's not 10:30 am, just so you all know!