New Dave CD yesterday! Jean is VERY happy. 'Nuff said!

Jean is also a procrastinator. She has a bio test tomorrow and started screaming plant vocabulary at her family at dinner (Damn pericycle!! Stele you!) I guess that's when you know your life is sad. When cuss words are replaced with biological terms. an image: eyes closed, the sound of artificial waves crashing. Bright yellow mats, the sound of people breathing--yoga in gym class!

Steph's email is indwindex@aol.com. That is, after industrial-strength windex.

Here I am! I haven't blogged here in awhile. I just got back from UMaryland, my supposed safety school, which was surprisingly impressive. To the point where I'm re-thinking my major, what I want to do with my life after graduation, where I want to go to school, etc. Hmmm...just when you think you have it all planned out....SPLAT!!! (or maybe boom). Did you ever notice how when you go for a long drive somewhere, the last hour on the ride home is always the longest? I thought I would die of boredom, I was completely sick of every CD I brought, and it was too dark to read. I hope everyone had a wonderful 3-day weekend, full of much needed rest&relaxation. I know I did!
An image: huge brick buildings standing like sentries against the pink and purple horizon. College kids running to and fro, trying to get out of the cold. It's sunset at UMd....

howdy steph... i could just add you to the list of authors, if no one minds that you weren't with us over the summer... vote on asking steph to join commencing now... caucus of one... ayes? aye. nays? ..... the ayes have it. ok. what's steph's email address again?

in case anyone was wondering, and especially if no one was, here is the photo i mentioned in my last entry, of kelvin and the moon.

hello out there-- partial figments of my imagination and partial vicariously appreciated friends. Steph here-- uh. . .I'm Hason and Jen's friend in our lonely, utterly boring quiet little mountain town (::break out into South Park style song::) Right. . .actually the "mountain" around here is getting quite a bit of snow, which is a well-needed change of pace, despite the fact that I'm freezing my little Cali-grown ass off right now! Jason and I are in computers and he offered that I make a "guest appearance" in this highly acclaimed blog. (I hope this is ok with everyone.) Anyway, question: cause I know you all can appreciate it. Recently our school district scrapped evolution from mandatory biology concepts. Of course, my AP Bio teacher is having a hernia about it. My theory is at this point-- we've gotta be evolving backward right? I mean neaderthals had larger brains than us and were clearly more physically adapted. . .so who's to say that we're even evolving forward? It's really subjective. . .and what about this idea that we might be the end of the line? Anyway, just random thoughts. OK. . . I think I'm overwhelmed by the dorkiness in this room-- ugh, to realize your senior year that you're starting the live in the computer lab making jokes about programming with dorky computer guys. . . no offense to jason or anything (he's always excluded from my insults).
(Jason's turn now): Hrm. backward evolution. That end of the line comment is kind of arrogant. Well, maybe because it's self-imposed by our culture & technology, but certainly not because we're the apex of evolution. Technically, all members of orthodox religions are the most evolutionarily fit, because they reproduce at the greatest rates. Eventually, they'll take over all democracies on earth and destabalize the world... but don't get me started on that rant. Anyways, none taken steph. as always. none taken.

sexual chocolate? hmm... well, at least he certainly isn't as heavily hyped as the more popular ones, seeing as how his name hasn't ever floated to my layman's ears... it seems like the last largely white "athletic" event. of course i'm probably generalizing like a lawnmower and will get burned for my silliness... ah well.

ah eric... your book title game entertained an entire math class one day last week... while our teacher sat roiling in confusion over a problem that wasn't working out, a friend and i shouted titles across the room... movie titles too, like the thin red line and saving private ryan. (!) ah, second semester seniorness...

but i think i've overloaded on clubs... our science olympiad team qualified for the state competition by the skin of its teeth... i'm always sleepy when i come home from school... and i stopped doing all my financial aid apps. i probably wouldn't have qualified anyway, but it still feels sort of wrong to just forget about them... and then there are scholarships, which my dad's been nagging me about.

this blog jaded/faded already? alas, alas... tis not true... for we have merely grazed the edge of the rising bread loaf of... of... what exactly is it that this blog does, anyhow? theorem? that everything's about the cultivation/redirection/amplification of energies real or imagined... then what of this blog? just another manifestation of the reality tv fad? a nexus of introspection, paradoxically made public? that in the reflected light of others' lives we see more clearly our own. or at least, perhaps, splashed with new color, familiar shapes take on hidden meanings.

(an aside: stickernation. great fun.)

as for love at first sight... nah. it just doesn't seem plausible to affirm the things that i might value in a relationship in a very short time.

there was an article in the times magazine by andrew sullivan decrying the concept of romantic love as a construct forced upon modern society and responsible for much discontent and sadness. not that i agree with it necessarily but it was interesting.

image: having renewed his obsession with photography lawrence finds himself walking to his car with a friend of his. the moon is full in a cloudless sky. lawrence asks his friend, whom we shall call kelvin, to stand still, facing away from the moon as if trying to discern some faraway apparition. the picture that results frames kelvin's head and the moon in the distance. everything is brighter than it should have been, and tinted green. the moon as a streetlight in a terrarium overrun with algae, and kelvin as the peon who one day awakes to limitless power.

I hate to inform you of this and dispel your line of wonder, but there is in fact at least one black pro wrestler. he goes by the name of sexual chocolate. that's about love, right? ;P

"The Breakfast Penis"? "Penis at Tiffany's"? "I Want to Hold Your Penis?" Hmm, that last one is a bit too dirty for my taste, so I think I'll stop there! I don't know about love at first sight, I'm probably not the best authority on romance, since I tend to enjoy the "chase" more than the actual "capture." As of now, I have 2 prom dates, neither of whom know about each other, and I don't want to go with either! My probelm is, people interpret my niceness as flirtatious overtures. It's so hard for me to have male friends, they keep getting the wrong idea! But enough seriousness for now! It is going to be 53 degrees here tomorrow! I am SO excited!! What a nice day to go searching for birthday presents for this triple birthday party I'm going to! Sorry this blog was kinda jumping from one topic to another, sometimes I wonder whether I have ADD...

I think your teacher was trying not to lower anyone's self-esteem. speaking of penises, though...
here's a silly little game. take book titles, or movie titles, whatever you want. and insert the word "penis." I'll start you all off.
the penis also rises.
lather. rinse. repeat. and repeat. and repeat.

i am the walrus! googoo kachoo!

wow, I just saw the coolest thing on A&E. it was this whole documentary thing called "The Unknowwn Jesus." Now I'm not usually one for faith and church, and things like that, but I started watching this, and I got interested. I think it was because there wasn't someone telling me what to believe, it was a bunch of scholars speculating on what COULD be true. That's more my style. They talked about Him having brothers and sisters, and being married. The whole thing just fascinates me, how there's this huge mystery no one can ever solve. Maybe it's because I read so many Nancy Drews when I was little--The Secret of the Old Clock, and whatnot! Did any of you read those? She was always doing stupid things, like going places alone when she knew that someone could get her extremely easily, and her father and boyfriend Ned would always save the day. Hmmm...male dominance in literature strikes again! I had a Penn interview today, I thought it went quite well, I wore the necklace you sent me, Jen! I couldn't find it just before the interview, and I started going crazy! I was crawling around my room in my dress clothes, and finally found it buried under discarded post-it notes on my dresser! well, I'm gonna go pray for snow now, later, y'all!

you're cold? what about me? it's still freezing over here.

yay, jen is coming... wow. i think i'll probably have about 5 full school days in the month of april, what with all the trips i'm taking that month. french trip during spring break, a brown orientation april 17 and 18 (if i don't get in anywhere else...) and some other trips to nyc with school groups and such. but hopefully i can find a free day or so to hang out with jen and eric. april...

walt whitman is good... that sample you posted, anyway... i find that at times he gets too verbose for me. while we're on the subject of poets: t.s. eliot and e.e. cummings.

here's an image for you: she lifts the sandwich to her mouth and takes a bite. then she feels the fingernail on her tongue. eww. hehe

technology rules. i am blogging from a laptop in school unencumbered by any wires. the only hint of anything interesting is the pair of small antennae coming out of the pcmcia slot. yay for technology with a purpose! doing science, not just learning stupid excel. hah.

wah so tired. so busy so busy. oh man, eric: seanbaby? not seanbaby. i found that a long time ago and it, um, frightened me i suppose.

I wonder how I can win the natural lottery.