2/14/2007
So, today is Valentine's Day...
...and also became the worst day to have class. Didn't go to work. It's strange how we argue with ourselves. I'll say "I'm definitely, DEFINITELY going to work tomorrow." But the lax nature of my job, coupled with my lack of motivation, pretty much nips that right in the bud. So I ended up not even attempting to go to the lab. Jesus just didn't want me to be there. But some other things that have been happening:
It dawned on me that I'm incredibly ignorant when it comes to understanding how this world works. The games we play, the delicate balances of relationships, and how serious it can be. Today, boys were shuffling all over campus in the ice and snow to get to Happy Harry's, Main Street Florist - grabbing up candy and flowers in last-minute desperation. It never occurred to me how fascinating this is: these are nice gestures, but actually are hollow gifts on Valentine's Day. Any other day, they'd be a thoughtful gift, but on VDay it's more or less expected.
Busted the hell out of my patootie and hand on some black ice. And on the day after my birthday. Really? God was punishing me for translating Genesis into ebonics. I know he was. So, I'm repeating the mistake with Exodus. Thank you, Bib&Classical. Rachel thought it was funny, though, so she gets to go to hell with me.
I'm beginning my journey towards whistling victory. Apparently, it's comical to anyone that I've never been able to whistle. Andrea was the most helpful, giving me a couple pointers that have created an airy whooooo-ing sound instead of just air. I've been working on this spiritual quest pretty much all day. I will not give up or be beaten at this. I refuse.
We finished the mix to go with the AWE.SOME. macaroni art I'm sending to the Shmivejournalist. Now I just have to journey through ice and snow and ICE to the post office.
The birthday was pretty okay. Went to La Tolteca with Banana, Nick, G, Saroukos, Joanna, Tiffany. The employees didn't give me the chance to steal another sombrero. I received many squirrel-related gifts, and a lazy-ass garden gnome I named Marcus. And some glitter. And a pretty hand-painted box with my name on it. As nice as it was, it still came across as meh to me. Becca says it's all probably Mom. Which I imagine is very much so.
But that's pretty much it. Now Banana and Rachel and I Are getting together to watch some cheesy romantic movie and eat silly amounts of popcorn. Happy Valentine's to all!
Posted by Jess at 8:53 PM
All You Need Is Love (and Percocet)
I quote from Wikipedia:"The Greeting Card Association estimates that approximately one billion valentines are sent each year worldwide, making the day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year behind Christmas. The association estimates that women purchase approximately 85 percent of all valentines."
85% BITCHES.
Are we coming across as needy or caring? Who the hell knows.
But there are some crazy ass bitches out on Valentine's Day:
Posted by Jess at 10:42 AM
2/12/2007
LOOK WHAT I MADE!
