Oh Shit, it's Monday

This is a photo of myself taken at 10 am this morning when I realized how much work I was behind on.
Sometimes Monday mornings are really rough.

It's a Trap!

I'm so into Admiral Akbar right now, it's kind of scary. Everything sounds better when you're trying to speak with his voice. Try it, trust me. The only bad part is that sometimes it starts to happen when you don't want it to, like when you're teaching Spanish class.
This weekend was so great - thanks MHat. :)
Let's see what I accomplished:
finish painting kitchen - check
grocery shopping - check
watch movies - check
study for comps - check
write thesis proposal - shit
study for French - damnit
clean apt - check, whew
eat choclate cake - double check
smoke a da reefa - yessss
read a novel - check
read for comps - whoops
drink white russians - yum
Ah well, can't always get everything done.

PermaGrin

I love you Robin!
I posted new photos, also.

La Mala Fama

Fridays mean tired, lazy students. They also mean a rush of relaxation after the final class is taught, and you know that you don't HAVE to do anything for tomorrow. (Although you should) The weather has been amazing this week and I have been quite perezosa myself. I blame the gods for making it too nice outside to focus.
I can't believe I'ved lived in Athens almost 7 years.
I can't believe I have 4 months left til I have my masters.
I can't believe my mother moved back to Texas.
I can't believe I haven't started studying for comps.
I can't believe I used to be a fanatical christian.
I can't believe people really do still like Bush.
I can't believe most of my friends don't realize how great they are.
I can't believe it costs so much to survive.
I can't believe I'm 25.
Whew. Maybe I think too much.

Sizzle

In order to brighten up your day I am posting the lyrics to "Animals" courtesy of ManOWar. WTF is this shit? This band is hilarious and I haven't even heard them once.
I think my favorite line is "let's ball." I bet frat boys sing this all the time. The said thing is, it probably gets them laid.

Hear the call of the wild in us all
It waits for the night to fall
I'm getting hot, I'm ready for the night
No holdin' back, let's ball
I'm gonna give all you can take all night
And leave you in the morning feeling right

I'm an animal, there's an animal in me
Gonna set it free
I'm an animal, there's an animal in me
Gonna set it free

I've been looking, you've been watching the side
There's somethings you just can't hide
Oh, your getting wet, your working up a sweat
Your hairs standing up on end
Your skin is screaming, glad we met?
Tonight's one night you won't forget

I'm an animal, there's an animal in me
Gonna set it free
I'm an animal, there's an animal in me
Gonna set it free

Rawr!

Weather=great
Mood=spazz
Meeting with professor=success
Today is officially terrific Tuesday!

Light and Magic

I'm frantically trying to start my week and still not over the fun/craziness of this past birthday weekend. I enjoyed my party very much and am very grateful to all who showed up. Thanks to Paul for being DJ, Danielle for the cake and Matt for all of your help! I have 35 minutes until French class and I am so unprepared. Maybe I should cut myself some slack, as it was my bday, but I cut myself some slack every morning I get here without having done all my work. This post is already boring me.
Things to do this week, a list:
1) clean out the fridge - which means disposing of EVERYTHING in it, including 8 boxes of leftovers
2) take out trash - which goes to a dumpster on the other side of 5 points (hence the bags sitting in my apt)
3) study study study
4) eat more food
5) watch movies
6) meet with major professor and pretend I've been doing work on my thesis
7) paint kitchen and bathroon
8) get ticket to Clapyourhandsayyeah
9) use the voice of admiral akbar or whatever the hell his name is (fish fleet captain in star wars) as much as possible
10) scare my students
January is ready to spank me into the new year.

Terror Cats Strike City

BS News
Jan 20, 2006
Citizens in five separate sectors of the city have been notifying the authorities of large groups of feral felons causing chaos and making mayhem in their alleyways and private properties. These cats, of a reported variation in size, shape, color and yowl, are rumored to have been the perpetrators behind the highly publicized robbery of the Food Lion on Rose Street. Several accounts of people being harassed and assaulted by innocent looking cats have been called in for the past month, and have cost the police department hours of investigation. The alledged criminals have been rumored to have sprayed their gang name on several gas station dumpsters, which reads "Gatos Locos." The crimes which they have been accused of committing range from misdemeanors to felonies, and have the city in a feline frenzy. Martha Dodger, a local, was taken to the health clinic after being attacked by what she called a
"mangy ass cat." She told our reporters, "I was going to the Golden Pantry to get a carton before I went to work. I was really tired and wearing sunglasses so I didn't see him coming but Jesus I smelled him. He meowed and me and I was like 'Hey kitty' and bent over to pet him, you know cause I felt sorry for him thinking 'maybe he's hungry?' Well then he f#$*ing bites my face and takes my purse and runs into the alley." Martha is one of the many citizens suffering from a cat attack. James Stevenson reported a similar incident that occurred in his front yard. "This thing, this cat, I saw him coming and I had heard of the reports and all. He was on my front porch scratching at the door and so I opened the door slowly and told him to "F*&# off", not thinking he understood me. So then he says something to me, like 'Get meowt here now' and I was so shocked that I didn't see him jump up and go for my face. When I realized I had been scratched I started yelling and he pulled a gun out of nowhere. I pissed my pants and ran inside to call the police. He was gone by the time the cops arrived" Local authorities are advising residents to be very cautious when approaching areas of the city where garbage, filth and fish heads are highly concentrated. They are also advising to keep a close watch on small children and pets, as well as valuables and handbags. The police are currently strategizing a plan which will involve luring these thugs into a trap with enticements such as catnip and gold chains. These bandits are highly dangerous and all residents should make sure to keep their domestics inside and talk with them about gang violence. Youth group memberships are also encouraged for young, impressionable kittens who have the potential to be recruited by the "Gatos."

In Yer Birfday Suit

This is a taste of what's to come in your future. Save up your energy like little hibernating squirrels (wait, do they hibernate?) for Saturday night folks. My dance/bday/slamfest party is at Little Kings on the 21 and if you're reading this that means you're one of 12 people I know and of course you are invited.
I am not doing a very good job of storing up my dance juice as I have decided to repaint my apartment. I got the living room done last night, thanks to a lot of help from Julia. It's a sky blue with a bit of lavender or something like that. I love it so much better than that orange color it had before that was starting to remind me of baby barf.
My cat was sniffing the paint and running around with dilated pupils and ears on "high panic" position. He started crawling up the back of the couch and making scary faces so I had to give him a break in my bedroom for a while.
Onto my day, full of French, Spanish, mystery, paint and cracked out cats.

Martin Luther King Jr.

I have the utmost repsect for this man. We need a leader like him today in our country.
And no, they're not going to rise out of the Bush clan.

Skate A Round

Carla was the only one that Ray would let work the desk on Saturday nights. It was always so packed and she was the only one who could hand out skates and handle lost shoes in a sensible manner. It had been almost 7 years now that she had been there, and everyone within 100 miles knew Carla by her first name. They also knew their skates were fresh when Carla was working. Damion was a whole nother goddamn story.
Carla tried to keep smiling even when the jackholes from the next town came through looking for some fun and some new skates to take home with them. She had absolutely no patience for those Triveti kids, though. Those little bastards fucked around and broke beer bottles in parking lots just to scare the shit out of the kids. One time Anthony Triveti had tried to take some laces from his skate-boot and she went apeshit on him. Carla laughs to herself every time she remembers grabbing his fat hand and hissing, "I'll cut your fucking face if you steal anything from here you little bitch!" He tried to act unimpressed but his sweaty palms and dilated pupils gave him dead away. 'Crazy Carla' they dubbed her from that day on.
The truth was that the only thing crazy about Carla was her ceramic clown collection and her need to go to Loubabys Bar every Saturday and get plastered while she looked around for new faces. This was crazy because she would always end up numbly fucking Larry Stone and falling asleep on his dirty sheets.
One day she would leave this dead-dog town. One day when the right guy came along and told her she looked like Michelle Pfeiffer in the 80s while they listened to Heart. Then she would know it was him.

seesters

Roma Roma Roma

Back from Rome, safe and sound. It was an amazing trip - probably the best vacation I ever took. I already miss my sister so much! I posted photos on buzznet for those of you who are interested...
Today is Monday and I have attended one class (french) where the teacher kept repeating how hard the class was going to be. Then I taught 2 classes (SPAN2001) which consisted of me telling bad jokes and passing out the syllabi. Easy day. No more of those after tuesday. Nice thing is, I don't have classes Tuesday or Thursday. I do, however, need to study for exams coming on feb 10 and write a thesis my May. Oh shit.
My last semester as a masters student. Here we go!