the bracket entry
02/10/2004 // 8:50 am
went with jules and his girl last night (oh and mike) to see a festival film of their choosing (i was on the phone with a friend the whole time we were choosing and the 35 minute walk there - how rude?). we waited in a ginormously long "que"? (too many british friends right now) to see Primer. i thought the dialogue was great. i thought the concept was great. i even thought the way the movie was shot was great. but god, i thought it sucked. i don't know how or where they went wrong, but something lost me.
now i get to spend my saturday in the lab! again. but, not sick this time. and, i'm going to the outdoor rental equipment center sell off, and the sponsors garage sale on campus (where a shitload of outfitting businesses sell new stuff for cheap).
time to go get clean
good god, what did i touch to deserve this?
28/09/2004 // 5:24 pm
it's probably bad that i have a beer every day when i get home from work. it's also probably bad that i mix it with nyquil, dayquil, advil, whatever it happens to be time to add more of to my system.
bad.
i got a test back today. it was on canine osteology. i got a bad mark. i took it to my prof and said, "look, bri, i'm sick. i'm smarter than this c+." and he said, "yeah" and changed my mark. pity marks! score.
my boss knows 3 people from the steve, not including me, and wants to introduce me to all of them! argh. i've probably already met the rest of their inbred families. i can't hardly wait to chat with them all about home!!! yay!
i need to do a garbage study. on flora and fauna that come into and out of my house. it's more of a interview about why people eat what they eat. and i'm going to use mike as my rat. if it were a real garbage study i'd just take pictures of this dump and say, "look, everything comes in, but it never leaves" seriously. gross.
i cleaned the bathroom last night. before i went to bed. i was so sick and gross feeling. i hated how dirty it was. then, this morning i got up and looked in. the sink was COATED with toothpaste spittle and grossness. i give up on cleaning. mike has absolutely no respect for me nor the somewhat clean environment i'm trying to live in. asking him to do laundry and dishes is like asking him if it's okay if i can cut off his legs. actually, he'd probably go for that before he voluntarily washed his own fucking dishes.
p.s. did you know it takes a 2 plates and 2 knives to prepare and eat a bagel?
roast beef
27/09/2004 // 11:30 am
ugh. i'm dying.
i have a class soon. and i have to work for a few hours this afternoon. i'm going to be making much of the world sick. i'm sure they'll appreciate it.
yesterday, i was so sick mike actually did my chemistry lab report for me. so not right. i just did the last page of it. it took him 4 hours to do one question and i'm still not sure it's been figured out. i spent all day yesterday staring at it. who knows what the hell they want. the instructor only speaks mandarin and he wrote the book. i dunno...
i guess i should shower and take the other half of my fake dayquil tablet. how did i not get capsules?
it was the summer of 69
25/09/2004 // 9:08 pm
i'm supposed to be at a friend's birthday party, but i'm sick and slightly out of it on god knows what combination of medications.. so, i went out with kim and dan (also sick) for tea and got it to go. yum. tea. blueberry tea. must boil more water to make use of tasty leaves.
i just got my summer 35 mm film experiment to see if i can figure out how to focus pictures back. and scanned. so now it's sharing time.
i appoligize to those who are slow of internet.
i love it. a cedar lane.
after digging up bison every day for 6 weeks, i got to see this on the island every day for the following 6 weeks.
found it on the beach
i put my co-worker's lunchbox up the flagpole
can't post pictures without having one of my boy
why i only worked 6 hour shifts. that IS the road i took to work.
my parent's house.
just kidding.