Hey cool! I figured out how to update this blog from school without getting the access denied dealie. I tried to figure it out during english yesterday, but it wouldn't work.
Today I'm sitting in on a blog workshop that Anderson is putting on for the teachers. I think it's very, very amusing. He's very well versed in the subject. He probably knows how to get around all the firewalls. I think I want to be a computer hacker in my next life. Foiling computer system gives me such joy. Sort of like biking really fast in the roundabouts.
I can sign up for NaNo on Sunday!!!!
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Monday, September 18, 2006
Spanish Poetry
Today's Monday so I should update in Spanish, but I don't have the energy. I did get a Spanish English dictionary that tells me how to say all sorts of lovely things. I'm quite thrilled by it.
PRIMARY TOMORROW!!!
It's very sad I'm so into this and I can't even vote. I blame Sparkle Parkle.
Since I'm not updating in Spanish, a Spanish poem. Hopefully I'll have it translated by next Monday.
AL OIDO DEL LECTOR
No fue pasion aquello,
Fue una ternura vaga...
La que inspiran los ninos enfermizos,
Los tiempos idos y las noches palidas.
El espiritu solo
Al conmoverse canta:
Cuando el amor lo agita poderoso
Tiembla, medita, se recoge y calla.
Pasion hubiera sido
En verdad; estas paginas
En otro tiempo mas feliz escritas,
No tuvieron estrofas sino lagrimas.
-Jose Asuncion Silva
PRIMARY TOMORROW!!!
It's very sad I'm so into this and I can't even vote. I blame Sparkle Parkle.
Since I'm not updating in Spanish, a Spanish poem. Hopefully I'll have it translated by next Monday.
AL OIDO DEL LECTOR
No fue pasion aquello,
Fue una ternura vaga...
La que inspiran los ninos enfermizos,
Los tiempos idos y las noches palidas.
El espiritu solo
Al conmoverse canta:
Cuando el amor lo agita poderoso
Tiembla, medita, se recoge y calla.
Pasion hubiera sido
En verdad; estas paginas
En otro tiempo mas feliz escritas,
No tuvieron estrofas sino lagrimas.
-Jose Asuncion Silva
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Ballad
The Ballad of Stacy
Stacy oh Stacy where art thou?
Stacy I miss you I do.
I look for you blindly
Like a spider biting you kindly
And peanut butter and jeeeeeeellllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyy!
Are you lost on the sea in a boat?
Or a rubber duck stuck in a moat.
The poor little ducky squeals a quack-quack
See, without you lunch is all wack!
You survived the Wendy's advances
And knew how to take chances.
Don't get eaten by Parker's car
Like a bug in a jam jar.
Oh Stacy oh Stacy where art thou?!?!?!?!?!?!
Stacy oh Stacy where art thou?
Stacy I miss you I do.
I look for you blindly
Like a spider biting you kindly
And peanut butter and jeeeeeeellllllllllllllllyyyyyyyyyyy!
Are you lost on the sea in a boat?
Or a rubber duck stuck in a moat.
The poor little ducky squeals a quack-quack
See, without you lunch is all wack!
You survived the Wendy's advances
And knew how to take chances.
Don't get eaten by Parker's car
Like a bug in a jam jar.
Oh Stacy oh Stacy where art thou?!?!?!?!?!?!
Funny Lawyers
Lawyers amuse me. And this blog host would amuse me too if I could figure how to make a cut. Or is that just on LJ? Maybe only LJ's cool enough for cuts. Either way, without one it makes this a very long post. Taken from actual court cases.
MR. BROOKS: Objection. That question should be taken out and shot.
Q: What is your date of birth?
A: July fifteenth.
Q: What year?
A: Every year.
Q: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
A: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
Q: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
A: Yes.
Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
A: I forget.
Q: You forget. Can you give us an example of something
that you've forgotten?
Q: How old is your son, the one living with you.
A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
Q: How long has he lived with you?
A: Forty-five years.
Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning?
A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
Q: And why did that upset you?
A: My name is Susan.
Q: And where was the location of the accident?
A: Approximately milepost 499.
Q: And where is milepost 499?
A: Probably between milepost 498 and 500.
Q: Sir, what is your IQ?
A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think.
Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo or the occult?
A: We both do.
Q: Voodoo?
A: We do.
Q: You do?
A: Yes, voodoo.
Q: Trooper, when you stopped the defendant, were your red and blue lights flashing?
A: Yes.
Q: Did the defendant say anything when she got out of her car?
A: Yes, sir.
Q: What did she say?
A: What disco am I at?
Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year old, how old is he?
Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?
Q: Was it you or your younger brother who was killed in the war?
Q: How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision?
Q: You were there until the time you left, is that true?
Q: How many times have you committed suicide?
Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
A: Yes.
Q: And what were you doing at that time?
Q: She had three children, right?
A: Yes.
Q: How many were boys?
A: None.
Q: Were there any girls?
Q: You say the stairs went down to the basement?
A: Yes.
Q: And these stairs, did they go up also?
Q: Mr. Slatery, you went on a rather elaborate honeymoon, didn't you?
A: I went to Europe, Sir.
Q: And you took your new wife?
Q: How was your first marriage terminated?
A: By death.
Q: And by whose death was it terminated?
Q: Can you describe the individual?
A: He was about medium height and had a beard.
Q: Was this a male, or a female?
Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
Q: All your responses must be oral, OK? What school did you go to?
A: Oral.
Q. When he went, had you gone and had she, if she wanted to
and were able, for the time being excluding all the restraints on
her not to go, gone also, would he have brought you, meaning
you and she, with him to the station?
Q. And lastly, Gary, all your responses must be oral. O.K.?
What school do you go to?
A. Oral.
Q. How old are you?
A. Oral.
Q: What is your relationship with the victim?
A: She is my daughter.
Q: Was she your daughter on February 13, 1979?
Q: Now, you have investigated other murders, have you not, where there was a victim?
Q: ...and what did he do then?
A: He came home, and next morning he was dead.
Q: So when he woke up the next morning he was dead?
Q: Did you tell your lawyer that your husband had offered you indignities?
A: He didn't offer me nothing; he just said I could have the furniture.
Q: So, after the anesthesia, when you came out of it, what did you observe with respect to your scalp?
A: I didn't see my scalp the whole time I was in the hospital.
Q: It was covered?
A: Yes, bandaged.
Q: Then, later on.. what did you see?
A: I had a skin graft. My whole buttocks and leg were removed and put on top of my head.
Q: Do you drink when you're on duty?
A: I don't drink when I'm on duty, unless I come on duty drunk.
Q: ...any suggestions as to what prevented this from being a murder trial instead of an attempted murder trial?
A: The victim lived.
Q: Are you sexually active?
A: No, I just lie there.
Q: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
A: Yes, I have been since early childhood.
Q: The truth of the matter is that you were not an unbiased, objective witness, isn't it. You too were shot in the fracas?
A: No, sir. I was shot midway between the fracas and the naval.
Q: What is the meaning of sperm being present?
A: It indicates intercourse.
Q: Male sperm?
A. That is the only kind I know.
Q: (Showing man picture.) That's you?
A: Yes, sir.
Q: And you were present when the picture was taken, right?
Q: Was that the same nose you broke as a child?
Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.
Q: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for blood pressure?
A: No.
Q: Did you check for breathing?
A: No.
Q: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?
A: No.
Q: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
A: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
Q: But could the patient have still been alive nevertheless?
A: It is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law somewhere.
Q. What is your brother-in-law's name?
A. Borofkin.
Q. What's his first name?
A. I can't remember.
Q. He's been your brother-in-law for years, and you can't
remember his first name?
A. No. I tell you I'm too excited. (Rising from the witness chair
and pointing to Mr. Borofkin.) Nathan, for God's sake, tell them
your first name!
Q. Did you ever stay all night with this man in New York?
A. I refuse to answer that question.
Q. Did you ever stay all night with this man in Chicago?
A. I refuse to answer that question.
Q. Did you ever stay all night with this man in Miami?
A. No.
Q. Now, Mrs. Johnson, how was your first marriage terminated?
A. By death.
Q. And by whose death was it terminated?
Q. What is your name?
A. Ernestine McDowell.
Q. And what is your marital status?
A. Fair.
Q. Are you married?
A. No, I'm divorced.
Q. And what did your husband do before you divorced him?
A. A lot of things I didn't know about.
Q. And who is this person you are speaking of?
A. My ex-widow said it.
Q. How did you happen to go to Dr. Cherney?
A. Well, a gal down the road had had several of her children
by Dr. Cherney, and said he was really good.
Q. Mrs. Smith, do you believe that you are emotionally unstable?
A. I should be.
Q. How many times have you committed suicide?
A. Four times.
Q. Were you acquainted with the deceased?
A. Yes, sir.
Q. Before or after he died?
Q. Officer, what led you to believe the defendant was under the
influence?
A. Because he was argumentary and he couldn't pronunciate his
words.
Q. What happened then?
A. He told me, he says, "I have to kill you because you can
identify me."
Q. Did he kill you?
A. No.
Q. Mrs. Jones, is your appearance this morning pursuant to a
deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
A. No. This is how I dress when I go to work.
THE COURT: Now, as we begin, I must ask you to banish all
present information and prejudice from your minds, if you have
any.
Q. Did he pick the dog up by the ears?
A. No.
Q. What was he doing with the dog's ears?
A. Picking them up in the air.
Q. Where was the dog at this time?
A. Attached to the ears.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Hello
I've decided to update this because Kristin Chenoweth got a blog on the same server. And it makes me feel important. Unfortunately, I haven't very much of anything interesting to say. So, all saying will be uninteresting. Tis Pity, I know.
I think I'm going to be a song writer. Because I keep writing odes to things. My policy is, I write odes to things (nouns and adjectives) such as crew, and ballads to people (proper nouns) like Stacy, and fraternity pledges to Stephens. I don't know what part of speech Stephens are, but if anyone knows, they should inform me ASAP.
Otherwise, life is good. The democrats have me working long hours doing a job I find rather demoralizing. But someone has to call people and get yelled at. Or get meowed at. Seriously, if the Democratic party called would you meow at them? Or is the cat just really overzealous? I'm going to learn how to play bike polo this weekend at Homo-a-GoGo and I'm very excited.
The story with the letters has gone no where. If anyone has any plot-like ideas I'm open to suggestions. In the meantime I think I will be writing a story about Yoda. Can Yoda be a god in Jarkerism? Please?
I quote the Shoebox Project: I do believe in commas, I do, I do!
I think I'm going to be a song writer. Because I keep writing odes to things. My policy is, I write odes to things (nouns and adjectives) such as crew, and ballads to people (proper nouns) like Stacy, and fraternity pledges to Stephens. I don't know what part of speech Stephens are, but if anyone knows, they should inform me ASAP.
Otherwise, life is good. The democrats have me working long hours doing a job I find rather demoralizing. But someone has to call people and get yelled at. Or get meowed at. Seriously, if the Democratic party called would you meow at them? Or is the cat just really overzealous? I'm going to learn how to play bike polo this weekend at Homo-a-GoGo and I'm very excited.
The story with the letters has gone no where. If anyone has any plot-like ideas I'm open to suggestions. In the meantime I think I will be writing a story about Yoda. Can Yoda be a god in Jarkerism? Please?
I quote the Shoebox Project: I do believe in commas, I do, I do!
Saturday, May 13, 2006
My pond
My pond is done. I'm so pleased with myself. Well, not completely done, but done for now, I might make adjustments later.
Pictures!!
Really sunny.
My fish, there are actually seven but one was hiding.
Truman the Duck
Pictures!!
Really sunny.
My fish, there are actually seven but one was hiding.
Truman the Duck
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Introduction
Intro! For Parker
Vita is a college age student living in a fictional London type place. She lives in a crappy flat with two guys, Jasper and Duncan. Jasper is a singer and an actor, a gay straight guy who thinks he’s too cool for school. Duncan is a painter and a sculptor who takes philosophy classes, he’s very avant-garde, bohemian, very serious, always in love. Mrs. Mitchell is their landlady. Mr. Cabbage used to be a professor at the university until he retired to the country. But he gets bored so he still writes to Vita. Lady Otter is a society lady who’s manipulative, controlling, and generally evil. I think she’s fascinating. Vita used to be her secretary but quit. There’s only two other people who haven’t come up yet, Dorothy: Vita’s rich friend who spends all her time traveling to random locations and sends a lot of postcards. And Ms. West, who teaches at the college and is Vita’s nemesis. I think I’m introducing one other person later, but I’ll let you know. Everyone else is pointless and you can ignore them.
There- Happy?
Oh, and Vita is NOT me. In case you were wondering.
Now I'm off to come up with something vaguely plot-like
Vita is a college age student living in a fictional London type place. She lives in a crappy flat with two guys, Jasper and Duncan. Jasper is a singer and an actor, a gay straight guy who thinks he’s too cool for school. Duncan is a painter and a sculptor who takes philosophy classes, he’s very avant-garde, bohemian, very serious, always in love. Mrs. Mitchell is their landlady. Mr. Cabbage used to be a professor at the university until he retired to the country. But he gets bored so he still writes to Vita. Lady Otter is a society lady who’s manipulative, controlling, and generally evil. I think she’s fascinating. Vita used to be her secretary but quit. There’s only two other people who haven’t come up yet, Dorothy: Vita’s rich friend who spends all her time traveling to random locations and sends a lot of postcards. And Ms. West, who teaches at the college and is Vita’s nemesis. I think I’m introducing one other person later, but I’ll let you know. Everyone else is pointless and you can ignore them.
There- Happy?
Oh, and Vita is NOT me. In case you were wondering.
Now I'm off to come up with something vaguely plot-like
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Lillies
Dear Mr. Cabbage,
I'm very sorry to hear the dogs trampled your lillies. That's what comes from having dogs. At least you're getting a 'very sorry' from me. I told Jasper, he doesn't care a wit. I wanted to tell Duncan, as he is bound to care, you know him, but he's been out wandering since yesterday afternoon. Jasper says he's in love, although with whom we couldn't say. I hope he is. Things are always so much more entertaining when Duncan's in love.
Mrs. Mitchell has actually noticed you're gone. And not only noticed but done something about it. She pulled me aside on the stair well and told me for a good half hour (I was late for work of course) about how you never came around for tea and gingersnaps anymore. I told her you've moved and she almost started to cry. I almost started to laugh. She says you must come and see her. So there's your excuse to come to town. Lady Otter is ignoring me.
Vita
I'm very sorry to hear the dogs trampled your lillies. That's what comes from having dogs. At least you're getting a 'very sorry' from me. I told Jasper, he doesn't care a wit. I wanted to tell Duncan, as he is bound to care, you know him, but he's been out wandering since yesterday afternoon. Jasper says he's in love, although with whom we couldn't say. I hope he is. Things are always so much more entertaining when Duncan's in love.
Mrs. Mitchell has actually noticed you're gone. And not only noticed but done something about it. She pulled me aside on the stair well and told me for a good half hour (I was late for work of course) about how you never came around for tea and gingersnaps anymore. I told her you've moved and she almost started to cry. I almost started to laugh. She says you must come and see her. So there's your excuse to come to town. Lady Otter is ignoring me.
Vita
Monday, May 01, 2006
Snippy
Dear Mr. Cabbage,
So you haven't forgotten me. Or do you only write when you're in town to see the opera? Sorry, teasing. I haven't seen Madam Butterfly yet, Jasper is boycotting it. He tried out for the lead and lost it because he was too young. One would think that would help his vanity not hurt it. I'll try and get in later this week.
I stopped working for Caroline Otter the week before you left, and I haven't started again. She's poisonous. But you know me too well, I'm still in contact with her. She was in Paris last week, I wasn't asked to come. She saw Lawrence Massey anyway, someone I could never see again and it would be too much. I know this will make you sniffy. Blow your nose. She has her good days.
I'm glad you're enjoying the retired life. Wordsworth misses you dreadfully, come and collect her?
Vita
So you haven't forgotten me. Or do you only write when you're in town to see the opera? Sorry, teasing. I haven't seen Madam Butterfly yet, Jasper is boycotting it. He tried out for the lead and lost it because he was too young. One would think that would help his vanity not hurt it. I'll try and get in later this week.
I stopped working for Caroline Otter the week before you left, and I haven't started again. She's poisonous. But you know me too well, I'm still in contact with her. She was in Paris last week, I wasn't asked to come. She saw Lawrence Massey anyway, someone I could never see again and it would be too much. I know this will make you sniffy. Blow your nose. She has her good days.
I'm glad you're enjoying the retired life. Wordsworth misses you dreadfully, come and collect her?
Vita
Dear Lady Otter,
Yes, I’m still working at the café. You think it’s low class and dirty and a terrible place to work. You’ve told me. But you’re not working there, I am. I like there. It pays well and the hours aren’t horrible and there are interesting people.
Of course I’m still going to school. How could you even think I wouldn’t be.
Now look what you’ve made me do, I’ve gotten snippy. We’ve got different lifestyles. I’m glad you enjoyed Paris. It was always too fast of a city for me. No matter how much you told me to like it. You take everything faster than I do anyway, I’ve got to absorb. Thank you for mentioning me to that friend of yours. I do appreciate it, I do, but don’t do it again. Duncan hates it.
Sunday, April 30, 2006
Parakeet
Dear Lady Otter,
Most glad to have recieved your letter. I had heard you were going to Paris and was worried it had missed you. It is a pity you are in Paris, the street fair was wonderful. It rained most of the day but the sun came out just as the parade started. The whole crowd seemed united in a common age by the general excitement. My cousin Julian says you were asked to join his club he started with some friends. Take my advice and don't. It's very frivilous and tiresome. Come and visit me when you get back unless you stay until after the fourth, I'm going out to Leaska to hear a lecture on magic.
Yours very sincerely, Vita
Most glad to have recieved your letter. I had heard you were going to Paris and was worried it had missed you. It is a pity you are in Paris, the street fair was wonderful. It rained most of the day but the sun came out just as the parade started. The whole crowd seemed united in a common age by the general excitement. My cousin Julian says you were asked to join his club he started with some friends. Take my advice and don't. It's very frivilous and tiresome. Come and visit me when you get back unless you stay until after the fourth, I'm going out to Leaska to hear a lecture on magic.
Yours very sincerely, Vita
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Syriana
Haven't been here in a bit. May start updating again, who knows. I dunno. I like livejournal so much better as a blog site. Or I'll start my other blog again. So, I have three blogs. Wow. Excellent. This one probably should get a purpose. . . I found out I passed the class I started it for. That's fun.
Saw Syriana tonight. Very good movie. Slightly crazy and hard to follow but very good. Should be seen by many because it's an important movie that deals with oil and modern politics and sounds sort of true. And had very good charactization I thought. Showed both sides of characters, good and bad traits. Very good.
Eegads, tis late and I haven't read Twelfth Night yet. Ah I love that play. I really really do. But I think I'm going to bed now, I'll read it later.
OOOOOOOOOOOOH, A thought! This will be a photo blog. Because it sounds very spiffy and cool and I think I should have one. I shall document my adventures with photos. And Monday will be Spanish day when I can only update in Spanish.
Gee, I wonder how long this will last...
Saw Syriana tonight. Very good movie. Slightly crazy and hard to follow but very good. Should be seen by many because it's an important movie that deals with oil and modern politics and sounds sort of true. And had very good charactization I thought. Showed both sides of characters, good and bad traits. Very good.
Eegads, tis late and I haven't read Twelfth Night yet. Ah I love that play. I really really do. But I think I'm going to bed now, I'll read it later.
OOOOOOOOOOOOH, A thought! This will be a photo blog. Because it sounds very spiffy and cool and I think I should have one. I shall document my adventures with photos. And Monday will be Spanish day when I can only update in Spanish.
Gee, I wonder how long this will last...
Saturday, April 01, 2006
April first
Since I officially suck at celebrating April Fools Day:
Happy Fish Day!!!
It's a French thing. And our entire school is now totally plastered with paper fish. Even the Spanish rooms even though those fish had to get there by STEALTH!!!
Happy Fish Day!!!
It's a French thing. And our entire school is now totally plastered with paper fish. Even the Spanish rooms even though those fish had to get there by STEALTH!!!
Thursday, March 16, 2006
Where did my post go?
I thought I updated Monday... Where did it go? I'm confused... The WASL is turning my brian to MUSH. Stupid test. Oh well, Monday I biked 7.8 miles around the lake. Meant to go today but I went to improv clup instead. Hysterically funny. Definately biking tomorrow.
Bounty Hunter and the Ghost chp 1
I thought I updated on Monday... AH the WASL is turning my brain to mush. Thank god it's done until April. Evil test. Bleck.
Oh well, Monday I rode 7.8 miles around the lake. I meant to go today as well but I went to improv club instead. It was hysterical.
Here is the first chapter of the story tentaively entitled The Bounty Hunter and the Ghost. Kudos for anyone who can recognize who Ms. Cross and Lord Wilson are.
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The sun had just faltered behind a heavy cloud. A shadow sunk over the entire estate like the silence settling over a crowd at the theater, foreboding and inviting at the same time. The three people that sat inside the conservatory, next to the palm they had watered with coffee that was now starting to rot, were laughing enough they didn’t notice the shadow. Outside the gates a small puttering automobile stopped in front of the winged yaks like it was lost. It stood there for a moment until it’s diver steered it through the gates and up the weedy path. Belching once it braked in front of the dark purple doors.
“That is a really cool suit,” Leopold craned around the fuchsia.
“Where?” Vita asked.
“There.” The other two turned around. The driver of the automobile had gotten out and was picking his way around the pond towards the conservatory door.
“I want his suit,” Alistair said. It was a bright red suit, obviously new.
“It’s a brilliant suit,” Vita agreed. Leopold glanced over his should at Lord Wilson, buried in his book. They turned back to their table as the mane came in the glass conservatory door.
“Ah, hello,” he stopped by Vita’s shoulder. She turned and stared up at him. He had a puffy face that crinkled at his eyes and al seemed to meet at his nose. When the breeze from his movement reached their table all three could smell the Parisian cologne. “I was a wond’ring,” he had a high reedy voice that lilted in a Cajun accent. “If you could tell me how to get to Radcliff.”
“Ah, that way.” All three pointed out the window towards a tree.
“Okay.”
“Um,” Leopold sat up. “Get back on the road – ”
“The highway?” the man asked.
“Yeah, and go that way,” he gestured over his shoulder. “And you should see signs for Radcliff in about ten miles.”
“Then miles that way?” he asked anxiously.
“Yeah,” all three said. “Can’t miss it.”
“Thank you,” his eyes crinkled at them. “Thankou very much.” A cough of cold air blustered in when he opened and closed the door.
“It’ll be a miracle if he gets there,” Vita said. Alistair shrugged.
“Cool suit thought,” Leopold said.
The door opened at the other end of the room and Ms. Cross strode in, pretending to be confident.
“Okay! Let’s start the writing warm up!” she cried, as if this was something they had been waiting for all day. Alistair glanced at Lord Wilson who’s bushy eyebrows were just visible over War and Peace, he rolled his eyes. “Today – ” But what they were doing they never found out, for Ms. Cross was interrupted by a crash and two screams. The crash was very loud and shook the whole room. The first scream was much more a yip than a scream and was made by Ms. Cross. The second scream was a low angry howl that came from above them.
“Fucking hell!” Vita bellowed.
“Astrid’s upset again,” Alistair remarked.
“We’d better go calm her down,” Leopold groaned.
“Oh yes, lets.” They scampered out the door before Ms. Cross could stop them. Astrid had been living in the attic long for much longer than any of the children had been there. According to the story Lord Wilson had told on the night of their arrival she was the sister of the duchess who had first owned the manor. The way Lord Wilson told it they had all been very happy until one day, quite unexpectedly, Astrid had slit her throat. After that the Duchess had moved to London but hadn’t sold the house until she died and Lord Wilson inherited it, who was her cousin. Astrid still haunted the attic, throwing things around whenever she thought it was getting too quiet. Or when Ms. Cross was trying to get something done. The children were the only ones who could get her to calm down, they sat with and told stories about what was going on in the manor and in the world until she went and locked herself in a closet. Which they assumed meant she was happy.
“I wonder why she killed herself,” Leopold mused as they climbed up the stairs to the attic.
“Maybe she was being blackmailed,” Alistair said.
“Or knew a terrible secret.”
“Or she wanted to make somebody feel really really really guilty.”
“Maybe she was just unhappy,” Vita broke in.
“Why though?” Leopold asked.
“Shhh,” Alistair pushed open the door to the attic. It was a long room that ran the length of the manor and was stuffed with all sorts of junk that no one had touched in centuries.
“Astrid?” Vita called softly. A chair threw itself across the room and they ducked.
“You don’t like the writing warms either, do you,” Leopold said. Something whirled out from behind a dresser and Astrid was in front of them, pointing one long bony finger and howling. After a year her wild black hair, her sunken eyes, torn dress, dirty bare feet, and white scar on her neck had stopped scaring them, but her scream still made their hair stand on end. “Thanks though,” Alistair said loudly over the din. “It’s great to get out of them.” Astrid stopped screaming and the farthest corner of her mouth twitched. It was the closest they had ever gotten to a smile.
*****
There we are. So... what should happen next?
Oh well, Monday I rode 7.8 miles around the lake. I meant to go today as well but I went to improv club instead. It was hysterical.
Here is the first chapter of the story tentaively entitled The Bounty Hunter and the Ghost. Kudos for anyone who can recognize who Ms. Cross and Lord Wilson are.
****
The sun had just faltered behind a heavy cloud. A shadow sunk over the entire estate like the silence settling over a crowd at the theater, foreboding and inviting at the same time. The three people that sat inside the conservatory, next to the palm they had watered with coffee that was now starting to rot, were laughing enough they didn’t notice the shadow. Outside the gates a small puttering automobile stopped in front of the winged yaks like it was lost. It stood there for a moment until it’s diver steered it through the gates and up the weedy path. Belching once it braked in front of the dark purple doors.
“That is a really cool suit,” Leopold craned around the fuchsia.
“Where?” Vita asked.
“There.” The other two turned around. The driver of the automobile had gotten out and was picking his way around the pond towards the conservatory door.
“I want his suit,” Alistair said. It was a bright red suit, obviously new.
“It’s a brilliant suit,” Vita agreed. Leopold glanced over his should at Lord Wilson, buried in his book. They turned back to their table as the mane came in the glass conservatory door.
“Ah, hello,” he stopped by Vita’s shoulder. She turned and stared up at him. He had a puffy face that crinkled at his eyes and al seemed to meet at his nose. When the breeze from his movement reached their table all three could smell the Parisian cologne. “I was a wond’ring,” he had a high reedy voice that lilted in a Cajun accent. “If you could tell me how to get to Radcliff.”
“Ah, that way.” All three pointed out the window towards a tree.
“Okay.”
“Um,” Leopold sat up. “Get back on the road – ”
“The highway?” the man asked.
“Yeah, and go that way,” he gestured over his shoulder. “And you should see signs for Radcliff in about ten miles.”
“Then miles that way?” he asked anxiously.
“Yeah,” all three said. “Can’t miss it.”
“Thank you,” his eyes crinkled at them. “Thankou very much.” A cough of cold air blustered in when he opened and closed the door.
“It’ll be a miracle if he gets there,” Vita said. Alistair shrugged.
“Cool suit thought,” Leopold said.
The door opened at the other end of the room and Ms. Cross strode in, pretending to be confident.
“Okay! Let’s start the writing warm up!” she cried, as if this was something they had been waiting for all day. Alistair glanced at Lord Wilson who’s bushy eyebrows were just visible over War and Peace, he rolled his eyes. “Today – ” But what they were doing they never found out, for Ms. Cross was interrupted by a crash and two screams. The crash was very loud and shook the whole room. The first scream was much more a yip than a scream and was made by Ms. Cross. The second scream was a low angry howl that came from above them.
“Fucking hell!” Vita bellowed.
“Astrid’s upset again,” Alistair remarked.
“We’d better go calm her down,” Leopold groaned.
“Oh yes, lets.” They scampered out the door before Ms. Cross could stop them. Astrid had been living in the attic long for much longer than any of the children had been there. According to the story Lord Wilson had told on the night of their arrival she was the sister of the duchess who had first owned the manor. The way Lord Wilson told it they had all been very happy until one day, quite unexpectedly, Astrid had slit her throat. After that the Duchess had moved to London but hadn’t sold the house until she died and Lord Wilson inherited it, who was her cousin. Astrid still haunted the attic, throwing things around whenever she thought it was getting too quiet. Or when Ms. Cross was trying to get something done. The children were the only ones who could get her to calm down, they sat with and told stories about what was going on in the manor and in the world until she went and locked herself in a closet. Which they assumed meant she was happy.
“I wonder why she killed herself,” Leopold mused as they climbed up the stairs to the attic.
“Maybe she was being blackmailed,” Alistair said.
“Or knew a terrible secret.”
“Or she wanted to make somebody feel really really really guilty.”
“Maybe she was just unhappy,” Vita broke in.
“Why though?” Leopold asked.
“Shhh,” Alistair pushed open the door to the attic. It was a long room that ran the length of the manor and was stuffed with all sorts of junk that no one had touched in centuries.
“Astrid?” Vita called softly. A chair threw itself across the room and they ducked.
“You don’t like the writing warms either, do you,” Leopold said. Something whirled out from behind a dresser and Astrid was in front of them, pointing one long bony finger and howling. After a year her wild black hair, her sunken eyes, torn dress, dirty bare feet, and white scar on her neck had stopped scaring them, but her scream still made their hair stand on end. “Thanks though,” Alistair said loudly over the din. “It’s great to get out of them.” Astrid stopped screaming and the farthest corner of her mouth twitched. It was the closest they had ever gotten to a smile.
*****
There we are. So... what should happen next?
Thursday, March 09, 2006
New urg time!
First 2k time: 9:09
New 2k time: 8:25
HAHAHAAHAH!!!! I'm good. I want to die, but I'm good. I have wings of pain across my back. Except I don't feel like a bird, I feel like a mole.
Going to bed.
Oh: proposal for a new Jarkersim god, Armadillo the Glyptodon, god of physics?
And can I be Vita the Prophet? Under Jeff the Messiah Prophet of course.
New 2k time: 8:25
HAHAHAAHAH!!!! I'm good. I want to die, but I'm good. I have wings of pain across my back. Except I don't feel like a bird, I feel like a mole.
Going to bed.
Oh: proposal for a new Jarkersim god, Armadillo the Glyptodon, god of physics?
And can I be Vita the Prophet? Under Jeff the Messiah Prophet of course.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Sharks
Ah Thursday. Along with Tuesday my least favorite day of the week. Both just seem so hopeless. And tomorrow honestly doesn't feel like Friday. Not at all. Oh well, it is. That's enough.
Went out to Evergreen with Parker. 15 min on the eliptical machine. Stretching and an erg piece. See other workout schedules for my sets and reps, they are consistant. Except the suggested arm workout which Parker changed to 80 lbs and I almost died. Really. Arms dead and gone. Bleh.
Done with the physics articles thank god. Got a little strange towards the end. Best sentance written tonight: "Officials say they will release the shark if she show any signs of death" Which was quickly changed to illness but you can see I wrote death.
My god I'm terrified of sharks. Even more scared of them then clowns.
Went out to Evergreen with Parker. 15 min on the eliptical machine. Stretching and an erg piece. See other workout schedules for my sets and reps, they are consistant. Except the suggested arm workout which Parker changed to 80 lbs and I almost died. Really. Arms dead and gone. Bleh.
Done with the physics articles thank god. Got a little strange towards the end. Best sentance written tonight: "Officials say they will release the shark if she show any signs of death" Which was quickly changed to illness but you can see I wrote death.
My god I'm terrified of sharks. Even more scared of them then clowns.
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Brahms
The daffodils have started blooming. Just a few. In a week it'll be a solid block of yellow. It'll be beautiful.
Took my now usual route around the lake for my bike ride today. I'm going to have to find another one soon, this one's getting too short. I've progressed from five miles to eight, if I continue that trend my next route will have to be eleven. But today was nice, the weather was perfect. Not too cold and cloudy. No rain either, which was nice.
And right now, I've got Brahms cello sonatas competeing with Return of the King downstairs. Rather an interesting combination.
Took my now usual route around the lake for my bike ride today. I'm going to have to find another one soon, this one's getting too short. I've progressed from five miles to eight, if I continue that trend my next route will have to be eleven. But today was nice, the weather was perfect. Not too cold and cloudy. No rain either, which was nice.
And right now, I've got Brahms cello sonatas competeing with Return of the King downstairs. Rather an interesting combination.
Monday, February 27, 2006
daffodils
More biking today. Probably will be a lot of that, because soccer and crew has started. That's okay, I'm surprised how much I like it. Went down to the boat house first to drop of mittens. Parker, you made sure they got to the right people right? If not my mother will kill me. Then around the lake like yesterday. Didn't get rained on either. It took me an hour. Not sure how far it is with the extra trip in it. Probably more then 7.8 miles. Either way, my legs really hurt now. I probably won't do anything tomorrow.
The daffodils in the park by the roundabout are about to bloom. I've been watching them for a while. I like them because when I see them I know I'm almost to the top of that god damned hill.
Maybe go rock climbing Thursday....
The daffodils in the park by the roundabout are about to bloom. I've been watching them for a while. I like them because when I see them I know I'm almost to the top of that god damned hill.
Maybe go rock climbing Thursday....
Sunday, February 26, 2006
week
Okay, the week. Before I go to bed and angst about going back to school.
Tuesday: skiing for an hour. The snow was terrible the rest of the trip was an absolute nightmare.
Wednesday: Aniversary of my friends death, didn't feel like doing anything. Forced myself through a forty minute bike ride so I wouldn't emo myself completely.
Friday: half and hour of biking around town avoiding the invasion of school buses and small children
Saturday: Twenty minutes of biking, mostly for transportation but I did a forty minute route in twenty so that must be something
Sunday: Hour of biking around the lake, 7.8 miles again.
Tuesday: skiing for an hour. The snow was terrible the rest of the trip was an absolute nightmare.
Wednesday: Aniversary of my friends death, didn't feel like doing anything. Forced myself through a forty minute bike ride so I wouldn't emo myself completely.
Friday: half and hour of biking around town avoiding the invasion of school buses and small children
Saturday: Twenty minutes of biking, mostly for transportation but I did a forty minute route in twenty so that must be something
Sunday: Hour of biking around the lake, 7.8 miles again.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
The week
Recap of the past week. I'll skip the complaining about loads of homework. But there was loads of homework. The ratio of homework to sleep was about seven to one.
Tuesday: worked out at Evergreen for an hour. See below for the reps and such. About the same except we ran six flights of stairs instead of the usual four.
Wednesday: bike ride for forty minutes. Usual route out Cooper point road, about five miles.
Thursday: rock climbing for an hour.
Saturday: 7.8 miles biking around the lake to Tumwater Falls Park and back. Very nice weather, saw a deer. Took an hour. Then twenty minutes down town and back to write at Starbucks. So 11.8 miles total.
Why am I hearing baby starlings? It's February?
Tuesday: worked out at Evergreen for an hour. See below for the reps and such. About the same except we ran six flights of stairs instead of the usual four.
Wednesday: bike ride for forty minutes. Usual route out Cooper point road, about five miles.
Thursday: rock climbing for an hour.
Saturday: 7.8 miles biking around the lake to Tumwater Falls Park and back. Very nice weather, saw a deer. Took an hour. Then twenty minutes down town and back to write at Starbucks. So 11.8 miles total.
Why am I hearing baby starlings? It's February?
Sunday, February 12, 2006
stress, homework, cello, oh my!
My week: a recap
Monday: Bike ride, 5ish miles, 40 minutes
Tuesday: Work out at Evergreen. Work out schedule pretty much the same, two reps of everything. 90 minutes
Wednesday: Vistors arrived, went to library to work on history paper. 20 minute bike ride
Thursday: Work out at Evergreen. 60 minutes of rockclimbing, 30 minutes of cardio on the eliptical.
Friday: nothing. It was Friday. Went to peace vigil and got honked at.
Saturday: Out dancing. Exercise according to my mother. Frolicked in the park. Drank way too much coffee.
Sunday: Loads and loads of homework.
Total: 240 minutes.
*implodes from the stress of too much homework*
Monday: Bike ride, 5ish miles, 40 minutes
Tuesday: Work out at Evergreen. Work out schedule pretty much the same, two reps of everything. 90 minutes
Wednesday: Vistors arrived, went to library to work on history paper. 20 minute bike ride
Thursday: Work out at Evergreen. 60 minutes of rockclimbing, 30 minutes of cardio on the eliptical.
Friday: nothing. It was Friday. Went to peace vigil and got honked at.
Saturday: Out dancing. Exercise according to my mother. Frolicked in the park. Drank way too much coffee.
Sunday: Loads and loads of homework.
Total: 240 minutes.
*implodes from the stress of too much homework*
Monday, February 06, 2006
Alive
Yes, I am still alive. Barely. I have way too much homework. Note to self: never be sick for four days again. No, scratch that, never be sick at all period. It's stupid and dumb and I've lost the hearing in my right ear again.
Went for a bike ride after school. The weather was beautiful, it was sunny and not cold at all really. And I got to wear sunglasses! I was so thrilled. Summer is on the way! Took me about 40 minutes and I'm guessing I went about five or so miles. Out to Cooper point and back.
Went for a bike ride after school. The weather was beautiful, it was sunny and not cold at all really. And I got to wear sunglasses! I was so thrilled. Summer is on the way! Took me about 40 minutes and I'm guessing I went about five or so miles. Out to Cooper point and back.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
tierd....
Ah my contest piece was fun tonight. I felt inspired and alive and the music was intense. Not sure if it was passionate, but it was intense. Jordan says that a lot, I've been picking it up from her.
Barber's Adagio for Strings: Ah I'm in love. That and the Elgar Nimrod Variations are the most beautiful things I've ever played. Beautiful doesn't always mean the most fun but beautiful is always good. I wonder what's the most fun thing I've ever done. Messiah was definately the most grueling. Sound of Music was fun. Carmen was really fun. The Mussorsky was really fun. I like fast and loud. Especially with lots of tympani.
Right, work out.
Warm-up:
20 min on stair climber level 1
1 section of the New York Times (while on the stair climber)
urged 500 meters in 2:17
20 minutes of stretching
Then:
Back Extension, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
Ab machine, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
Standing calf, 35 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
leg extension, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
dips, 100 lbs, 1 set
leg curl, 20 lbs, 2 sets
pull forward thing, 15 lbs, 1 set
forearm down thing, 20 lbs, 1 set
lat pull down, 20 lbs, 1 set
ran 8 flights of stairs
back extension, 30lbs, 1 set
ab machine, 30 lbs, 1 set
standing calf, 15 lbs, 1 set
leg extension, 20 lbs, 1 set
dips, 100 lbs, 1 set
leg curl, 10 lbs, 1 set
I've cut a lot of arm stuff out of my workout while I'm prepping for contest. I don't want to hurt myself and my wrist is already bothering me. That was about it. We wandered around Evergreen with carrying about forty pounds on our backs (backpacks) and saw a puddle of water that looked like the devil.
Food
cereal
bagel
chocolate milk
yaki soba
nann w/ peanut butter
cookies
mango orange juice
Barber's Adagio for Strings: Ah I'm in love. That and the Elgar Nimrod Variations are the most beautiful things I've ever played. Beautiful doesn't always mean the most fun but beautiful is always good. I wonder what's the most fun thing I've ever done. Messiah was definately the most grueling. Sound of Music was fun. Carmen was really fun. The Mussorsky was really fun. I like fast and loud. Especially with lots of tympani.
Right, work out.
Warm-up:
20 min on stair climber level 1
1 section of the New York Times (while on the stair climber)
urged 500 meters in 2:17
20 minutes of stretching
Then:
Back Extension, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
Ab machine, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
Standing calf, 35 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
leg extension, 30 lbs, 2 sets of 10 reps
dips, 100 lbs, 1 set
leg curl, 20 lbs, 2 sets
pull forward thing, 15 lbs, 1 set
forearm down thing, 20 lbs, 1 set
lat pull down, 20 lbs, 1 set
ran 8 flights of stairs
back extension, 30lbs, 1 set
ab machine, 30 lbs, 1 set
standing calf, 15 lbs, 1 set
leg extension, 20 lbs, 1 set
dips, 100 lbs, 1 set
leg curl, 10 lbs, 1 set
I've cut a lot of arm stuff out of my workout while I'm prepping for contest. I don't want to hurt myself and my wrist is already bothering me. That was about it. We wandered around Evergreen with carrying about forty pounds on our backs (backpacks) and saw a puddle of water that looked like the devil.
Food
cereal
bagel
chocolate milk
yaki soba
nann w/ peanut butter
cookies
mango orange juice
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Nice Weather
Tuesdays are really only slightly better than Mondays. Although this one had some very good quotes.
"Parker takes french whore lessons"
"Pass the goddamn - Jesus!" "The pen is now renamed Jesus"
Ah physics is all in good fun.
Standing out by the bus was nice in the beautiful weather. It was sunny and warm and pleasant. Waiting for the bus the past two weeks has been a bit like standing in cold broken shower with clothes on. But today was very nice. Parker tried to train his inanimate objects to behave. At Evergreen we got waiver thingies for the rock gym, so hopefully we'll get to do that sometime soon. Although I don't think I'm going to do it untill after contest because I have to save my hands. We did the eliptical machine for 15 mins, urged a 1k (4:35, slow time) and stretched for ten minutes or so. I forgot paper for the machines but I'm guessing it was about the same as Sunday's workout. I'm pretty consistant. Except we didn't have time to run stairs. As I said earlier, I'm going to start not doing as much arm stuff until contest because I can feel a hard work out when I practice. But that's only until Feb. 4. Oh god, so soon.
Food
life cereal
chocolate milk
bagel
chips
mango (fresh and dried)
tacos (2)
cookies
"Parker takes french whore lessons"
"Pass the goddamn - Jesus!" "The pen is now renamed Jesus"
Ah physics is all in good fun.
Standing out by the bus was nice in the beautiful weather. It was sunny and warm and pleasant. Waiting for the bus the past two weeks has been a bit like standing in cold broken shower with clothes on. But today was very nice. Parker tried to train his inanimate objects to behave. At Evergreen we got waiver thingies for the rock gym, so hopefully we'll get to do that sometime soon. Although I don't think I'm going to do it untill after contest because I have to save my hands. We did the eliptical machine for 15 mins, urged a 1k (4:35, slow time) and stretched for ten minutes or so. I forgot paper for the machines but I'm guessing it was about the same as Sunday's workout. I'm pretty consistant. Except we didn't have time to run stairs. As I said earlier, I'm going to start not doing as much arm stuff until contest because I can feel a hard work out when I practice. But that's only until Feb. 4. Oh god, so soon.
Food
life cereal
chocolate milk
bagel
chips
mango (fresh and dried)
tacos (2)
cookies
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Sunday
Ah it stopped raining. I must admit I'm glad. I want to dry out a bit. Then it can rain again. Yesterday I did nothing. Well, not really, I restarted my novel. Again. This one is giving me problems. Kind of depressing. I found a good quote though. "Writing is easy: all you do is site stareing at a blank sheet of paper until the drops of blood form on your forehead." - Gene Fowler. That's been me the past few days.
Went for a bike ride this morning. 40 minutes, about 5 miles, I'm guessing. This afternoon I went out to Evergreen and got my own basket and lock so I can leave my shoes and stuff out there. That'll be handy.
Numb3rs
15 minutes on stairclimber, level 1
10 minutes stretching
urged a 1k in 4:29
standing calf: 35lbs
leg extension: 20lbs
leg curl: 20lbs
forearm down thingie: 20lbs
arm pull forward thingie: 30lbs
lat pull down: 20lbs
back extension: 20lbs
ab machine: 20lbs
resistance: 21lbs
dips: 90lbs
Only one set and ten reps as usual. I didn't have time to do free weights. I did have time to run eight flights of stairs. Pretty winded after that.
Food:
Life cereal, this is a very good cereal but you must eat it in thirty seconds or it turns to cement
grill cheese sandwich
apple
cookies and chips at rehersal
chicken noodle soup
salad
toast
milk
brownie
Went for a bike ride this morning. 40 minutes, about 5 miles, I'm guessing. This afternoon I went out to Evergreen and got my own basket and lock so I can leave my shoes and stuff out there. That'll be handy.
Numb3rs
15 minutes on stairclimber, level 1
10 minutes stretching
urged a 1k in 4:29
standing calf: 35lbs
leg extension: 20lbs
leg curl: 20lbs
forearm down thingie: 20lbs
arm pull forward thingie: 30lbs
lat pull down: 20lbs
back extension: 20lbs
ab machine: 20lbs
resistance: 21lbs
dips: 90lbs
Only one set and ten reps as usual. I didn't have time to do free weights. I did have time to run eight flights of stairs. Pretty winded after that.
Food:
Life cereal, this is a very good cereal but you must eat it in thirty seconds or it turns to cement
grill cheese sandwich
apple
cookies and chips at rehersal
chicken noodle soup
salad
toast
milk
brownie
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
tierd tierd tierd
My internet is up again. It's been pretty dodgy the past week. Hence my lack of updates. Went to Evergreen for about an hour and a half on Sunday which I have numbers from.
Numb3rs
Warm up: 17 min on the eliptical, level 1, and 15 min of stretching
ab machine- 20lbs
leg curl- 25lbs
leg extension- 30lbs
back extension- 20lbs
forearm press down thing- 30lbs
dips- 70lbs
pull forward thing- 30lbs
standing calf- 35lbs
chest press- 30lbs
forearm/pec press- 21lbs
bench press- 20lbs
Freeweights: curl, military press, triceps on bench thing, triceps behind head, all with 8lbs
Everything is ten reps. We only had time for one set.
Then we ran four flights of stairs and did wall sits for about two minutes. I'm not totally sure about the wall sits, we were listening to a girl practice piano in the next room.
Today we went out for about an hour and a half. Erged a 1k for warmup in 4:28. Pretty slow time. My weight sets were about the same as Sunday but we did two sets of the machines. For dips I did their suggested work out at 90lbs, that was insane. Three different kinds of pull ups and three ten rep sets of dips. Then I did wall sits while Jeff did the dip workout. So probably about four minutes of wall sits.
Food
kix cereal
something chicken like the school created
terryaki chicken with rice and what were once vegetables
chocolate
Just got back from a fantastic bass concert and I'm exhausted.
Numb3rs
Warm up: 17 min on the eliptical, level 1, and 15 min of stretching
ab machine- 20lbs
leg curl- 25lbs
leg extension- 30lbs
back extension- 20lbs
forearm press down thing- 30lbs
dips- 70lbs
pull forward thing- 30lbs
standing calf- 35lbs
chest press- 30lbs
forearm/pec press- 21lbs
bench press- 20lbs
Freeweights: curl, military press, triceps on bench thing, triceps behind head, all with 8lbs
Everything is ten reps. We only had time for one set.
Then we ran four flights of stairs and did wall sits for about two minutes. I'm not totally sure about the wall sits, we were listening to a girl practice piano in the next room.
Today we went out for about an hour and a half. Erged a 1k for warmup in 4:28. Pretty slow time. My weight sets were about the same as Sunday but we did two sets of the machines. For dips I did their suggested work out at 90lbs, that was insane. Three different kinds of pull ups and three ten rep sets of dips. Then I did wall sits while Jeff did the dip workout. So probably about four minutes of wall sits.
Food
kix cereal
something chicken like the school created
terryaki chicken with rice and what were once vegetables
chocolate
Just got back from a fantastic bass concert and I'm exhausted.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
I don't like doctors
This has got to be quick because I have to go to bed. I have like no time. And for some reason I'm happy. Usually I detest being busy. I guess if I'm busy with stuff I like to do, it's okay.
Anyway, this is for yesterday because I actually wrote down what I did. Didn't do anything today because my mother informed me last night I had an allergy doc appointment. I hate doctors. Let me rephrase that. I appreciate them, but I don't like them.
So: yesterday
Warm up for ten minutes on the tread mil on level 1 and stretched out. We couldn't stay long so we just did one set of weights. I don't know what all the machines are called so I made a few names up. And I did ten reps for everything.
Leg extension: 20lbs
Leg curl (this is the devil): 20lbs
Forarm press down thingie: 20 lbs
Dips (I actually did ten this time): 70lbs
pull forward thingie bit like an urg: 30lbs
Back extension: 20lbs
Resistance: 21lbs
Shoulder press: 20lbs
Standing calf: 15 lbs
Ab machine: 20lbs
Food:
Kix cereal
corn dog w/ tater tots
really bad popcorn
sub sandwich
taco
mocha
Quote of the Day
"I believe that all government is evil, and that trying to improve it is largely a waste of time. " - H.L. Mencken (I wish they would tell that to the people who make the LD resolutions)
Anyway, this is for yesterday because I actually wrote down what I did. Didn't do anything today because my mother informed me last night I had an allergy doc appointment. I hate doctors. Let me rephrase that. I appreciate them, but I don't like them.
So: yesterday
Warm up for ten minutes on the tread mil on level 1 and stretched out. We couldn't stay long so we just did one set of weights. I don't know what all the machines are called so I made a few names up. And I did ten reps for everything.
Leg extension: 20lbs
Leg curl (this is the devil): 20lbs
Forarm press down thingie: 20 lbs
Dips (I actually did ten this time): 70lbs
pull forward thingie bit like an urg: 30lbs
Back extension: 20lbs
Resistance: 21lbs
Shoulder press: 20lbs
Standing calf: 15 lbs
Ab machine: 20lbs
Food:
Kix cereal
corn dog w/ tater tots
really bad popcorn
sub sandwich
taco
mocha
Quote of the Day
"I believe that all government is evil, and that trying to improve it is largely a waste of time. " - H.L. Mencken (I wish they would tell that to the people who make the LD resolutions)
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
cos sin tan cot csc sec
Holy crap, trigometric identities. It's math homework without numbers. Skipping two grades of math in middle school, not good plan. Seven problems took me probably about two hours.
Exercise
Went to Evergreeny after school, cardio on the stairclimber for ten minutes, cross country setting, level 1. Stretch out. Urg a 1k, nice and slow. 1 set of ten reps for everything in the weight room usually on the lowest setting. Except for the dips, I only did five of those on 60 lbs. Those are evil. I meant to write down what weights on machine but I forgot paper, will remember tomorrow. Free weights, 8 lbs in each hand: bicep curls, shrug things, triceps, military press (?) and the one with a knee and a hand on the bench lifting up to the chest, all ten reps each. Another set of ten reps on the machines. Ran up and down the stairwell four times, that's three flights I think. One minute of planks, one minute of wall sits, 20 dead ants, (feet in the air, reach for feet with hands getting lower back off ground) more stretching. Change and back on the bus. And almost didn't get off the bus when the driver didn't see we wanted to get off. Walk home in the rain.
And I made it all the way through the Bach 2nd suite prelude and it was awesome. My contest piece is going well, I guess, I just don't have the right image for it. I thought I did, but it only works when I'm depressed.
Food:
Kix cereal
bagel
chocolate milk
newtragrain bar (raspberry)
ritz with peanut butter
macaroni and cheese
salad
power bar
Quote of the Day
"Channeling is just bad ventriloquism. You use another voice, but people can see your lips moving." - Penn Jillette
Exercise
Went to Evergreeny after school, cardio on the stairclimber for ten minutes, cross country setting, level 1. Stretch out. Urg a 1k, nice and slow. 1 set of ten reps for everything in the weight room usually on the lowest setting. Except for the dips, I only did five of those on 60 lbs. Those are evil. I meant to write down what weights on machine but I forgot paper, will remember tomorrow. Free weights, 8 lbs in each hand: bicep curls, shrug things, triceps, military press (?) and the one with a knee and a hand on the bench lifting up to the chest, all ten reps each. Another set of ten reps on the machines. Ran up and down the stairwell four times, that's three flights I think. One minute of planks, one minute of wall sits, 20 dead ants, (feet in the air, reach for feet with hands getting lower back off ground) more stretching. Change and back on the bus. And almost didn't get off the bus when the driver didn't see we wanted to get off. Walk home in the rain.
And I made it all the way through the Bach 2nd suite prelude and it was awesome. My contest piece is going well, I guess, I just don't have the right image for it. I thought I did, but it only works when I'm depressed.
Food:
Kix cereal
bagel
chocolate milk
newtragrain bar (raspberry)
ritz with peanut butter
macaroni and cheese
salad
power bar
Quote of the Day
"Channeling is just bad ventriloquism. You use another voice, but people can see your lips moving." - Penn Jillette
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Lots of Cycling
Busy busy dizzy. Friday: debate tournament from seven in the morning till eleven at night. So I really didn't work out. I did watch a lot of Arrested Devolpement and Eddie Izzard. Eddie Izzard is my new hero. British transvestite who makes fun of just about every country that ever existed. And just about everything else. Including putting babies on spikes. That came up like four times. Don't really remember what I ate but it probably wasn't much. Never have time for food at tournaments.
Saturday: Went for a five mile bike ride in the pouring rain. Got completely drenched. Good fun untill I got so much water in my shoes I could feel it slosh back and forth every time I pedaled. Took me about thirty five minutes. Not totally sure how long it was but my mother thinks about five. Pretty decent pace, the hills left me winded. Don't really remember what I ate yesterday but I know it included a lot of cream puffs.
Today I biked around the lake with Jeff, took us about fifty minutes. My mother reckons ten miles. No rain this time so that was nice. I biked downtown later today to go to Starbucks but only going back up the hill counts so that's like two miles. It only takes me ten minutes now. Going down takes me five, that's a fun hill.
Food
Breakfast: Kix cereal
Lunch: a concoction of tortilla, two eggs and a lot of cheese cooked in a frying pan. Not bad really
Dinner: Maccaroni and cheese, salad
Quote of the Day:
"They blew up Congress! Ha ha ha ha!" - Mars Attacks!
Saturday: Went for a five mile bike ride in the pouring rain. Got completely drenched. Good fun untill I got so much water in my shoes I could feel it slosh back and forth every time I pedaled. Took me about thirty five minutes. Not totally sure how long it was but my mother thinks about five. Pretty decent pace, the hills left me winded. Don't really remember what I ate yesterday but I know it included a lot of cream puffs.
Today I biked around the lake with Jeff, took us about fifty minutes. My mother reckons ten miles. No rain this time so that was nice. I biked downtown later today to go to Starbucks but only going back up the hill counts so that's like two miles. It only takes me ten minutes now. Going down takes me five, that's a fun hill.
Food
Breakfast: Kix cereal
Lunch: a concoction of tortilla, two eggs and a lot of cheese cooked in a frying pan. Not bad really
Dinner: Maccaroni and cheese, salad
Quote of the Day:
"They blew up Congress! Ha ha ha ha!" - Mars Attacks!
Thursday, January 05, 2006
Didn't really do anything exerciseish today. I meant to bike around the lake but my mother wouldn't let me because it was too dark. I did: fail a physics test, give a horrible impromtu speech in which I said that people said the moon was made of cheese to counter Galieo's theories and go to an awesome concert. The concert was spectacular. It was Oly symphony chamber music, my cello teacher played this incredible Brahms clarinet trio. It was amazing. And there was also a child prodigy pianist guy. He was incredible. Made me feel very small and untalented. Did make me like solo piano though, something I usually don't. But he's 17 and his voice hasn't broken yet and he sounds like a nine year old. That helped a lot. Nice guy although I didn't really talk to him all that much. The old ladies from Panorama city loved him.
Food:
oatmeal
something that might have been chicken (school lunch is a little dodgy)
chocolate milk
popcorn
spagehtti
salad
chocolate
Food:
oatmeal
something that might have been chicken (school lunch is a little dodgy)
chocolate milk
popcorn
spagehtti
salad
chocolate
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
Not enough of the world understands Shakespeare. That's my major thought for the day. And if they do understand it then they don't appreciate it properly.
Went to SPSCC to use workout whatnot. Push up and sit up count 58 and 21. I hope to increase both. I like this pace a lot. I don't want to die the next day. That approach will get me in shape faster but the rest of my life suffers greatly. This way I actually enjoy everything instead of wincing with pain at every move. I like using weights. I don't use much, 15-20 lbs on the machines and 8 lbs free weights and always ten reps. I tried out every machine although I don't know what any of them are called. And even went for a short run. Very short. I don't like running. Used to. Then my hip died and now running is painful if I do too much. So I bike a lot. But this short of run was nice.
Food
Break of the fast: bowl of rasin bran that was mostly crumbs and a bit like eating cement
Lunchishness: bagel, chocolate milk, nutragrain bar, rice crispy treat
Din-din: spagheti sort of stuff, vegetables, chocolate, oatmeal (that was actually after dinner)
Quote of the day:
"Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly; they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves. " - Dogberry; Much Ado About Nothing
Went to SPSCC to use workout whatnot. Push up and sit up count 58 and 21. I hope to increase both. I like this pace a lot. I don't want to die the next day. That approach will get me in shape faster but the rest of my life suffers greatly. This way I actually enjoy everything instead of wincing with pain at every move. I like using weights. I don't use much, 15-20 lbs on the machines and 8 lbs free weights and always ten reps. I tried out every machine although I don't know what any of them are called. And even went for a short run. Very short. I don't like running. Used to. Then my hip died and now running is painful if I do too much. So I bike a lot. But this short of run was nice.
Food
Break of the fast: bowl of rasin bran that was mostly crumbs and a bit like eating cement
Lunchishness: bagel, chocolate milk, nutragrain bar, rice crispy treat
Din-din: spagheti sort of stuff, vegetables, chocolate, oatmeal (that was actually after dinner)
Quote of the day:
"Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly; they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves. " - Dogberry; Much Ado About Nothing
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Physics Rant
You know, chocolate with coffee beans in it works almost as well as coffee itself. Isn't that an important discovery. I'm barely awake.
Went to Evergreen after school. There's carpet in the locker rooms. Holy crap. I started at it. I would have smelled it but I was in a hurry. They've had the disgusting ouchy floor since I was like four. (yes, I've been going to Evergreen for a while) Everything else was still the same. I talked to my mother afterwards and the place actually isn't open untill the 9th, we just got in because swim team was using the place. Oh well, it works. I urged a 2k in 9:09. Much better than I thought for the level of out of shape I am. I didn't expect to break ten. Not actually too sore either, I'm sure tomorrow I'll want to die.
Physics: I don't care about the radius' of Mercury, Saturn, or any other planet. I don't care how far the sun is from the center of the Milky Way, or what the mass of the galaxy is, or how many stars there are in it. I have never cared and I never will. I don't care about Maude, Mabel, poles with fish on them, Barry, or his tray. Or the Newton horse. ARGGGGGGGGGGGGH Okay... I'm better now.
Food: a very unhealthy day and not worth mentioning.
Quote of the Day:
"Blinkin! Fix your boobs; you look like a bleedin' Picasso!" - Will Scarlet; Robin Hood: Men in Tights
Went to Evergreen after school. There's carpet in the locker rooms. Holy crap. I started at it. I would have smelled it but I was in a hurry. They've had the disgusting ouchy floor since I was like four. (yes, I've been going to Evergreen for a while) Everything else was still the same. I talked to my mother afterwards and the place actually isn't open untill the 9th, we just got in because swim team was using the place. Oh well, it works. I urged a 2k in 9:09. Much better than I thought for the level of out of shape I am. I didn't expect to break ten. Not actually too sore either, I'm sure tomorrow I'll want to die.
Physics: I don't care about the radius' of Mercury, Saturn, or any other planet. I don't care how far the sun is from the center of the Milky Way, or what the mass of the galaxy is, or how many stars there are in it. I have never cared and I never will. I don't care about Maude, Mabel, poles with fish on them, Barry, or his tray. Or the Newton horse. ARGGGGGGGGGGGGH Okay... I'm better now.
Food: a very unhealthy day and not worth mentioning.
Quote of the Day:
"Blinkin! Fix your boobs; you look like a bleedin' Picasso!" - Will Scarlet; Robin Hood: Men in Tights
Sunday, January 01, 2006
2006, yay whoopie
Happy New Year children.
I did nothing today. Or rather yesterday really. I went bowling... And almost screamed at my mother. My meal schedule was pretty screwed up. I didn't have breakfast, then I had lunch and two dinners. And I bought an Arabic man dress. It's pretty awesome, I'm currently shopping ebay for patches for it.
Did you know that mallards mate for life? And a random type of hamster. That's what I get for looking up monogamy on wikipedia. I looked up incest too but they didn't have any fun animal trivia for that one. But my brother and sister gerbils had kids. They turned out okay. I'm going to shut up now.
Quote of the Day
"If only we were amongst friends... or sane persons!" - Janet; Rocky Horror
I did nothing today. Or rather yesterday really. I went bowling... And almost screamed at my mother. My meal schedule was pretty screwed up. I didn't have breakfast, then I had lunch and two dinners. And I bought an Arabic man dress. It's pretty awesome, I'm currently shopping ebay for patches for it.
Did you know that mallards mate for life? And a random type of hamster. That's what I get for looking up monogamy on wikipedia. I looked up incest too but they didn't have any fun animal trivia for that one. But my brother and sister gerbils had kids. They turned out okay. I'm going to shut up now.
Quote of the Day
"If only we were amongst friends... or sane persons!" - Janet; Rocky Horror
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