Buddha loves to have his picture taken.

He also likes to nap in strange places.

Maybe he is strange because he lives with a squirrel.

They love each other anyways.

I don't give a shit about...

Brush off those Schiavo jokes everyone. Looks like Terri's moaning, incoherent ghost is going to be haunting us for a while longer. Her parents and her ex are only dragging around her corpse with these upcoming book deals.

Schiavo Says Divorce Wasn't an Option
Husband, Parents Release Dueling Books on the Case

NEW YORK (March 26) - Despite pleas from the Vatican, U.S. lawmakers and the president, Michael Schiavo says he could not have divorced his brain-damaged wife and given up the fight to let her die.
"I was doing something that Terri wanted. And I couldn't give it up on her," Schiavo said in an interview recorded for the Sunday edition of NBC's "Dateline."
Schiavo's book about the case, "Terri: The Truth," is scheduled for release Monday, the day before a competing book by Terri Schiavo's parents, Bob and Mary Schindler, is released. Friday will be the first anniversary of Terri Schiavo's death, 13 days after her feeding tube was removed. Michael Schiavo fought the Schindlers in court for eight years over removal of his spouse's life support, arguing she would not have wanted to be kept alive in what doctors called a persistent vegetative state.
The Schindlers argued that she retained some level of consciousness. "Don't let anybody tell you that Terri did not know who was in that room," Mary Schindler told The St. Petersburg Times in an interview published Saturday. An autopsy determined Terri Schiavo suffered irreversible brain-damage and even blindness after she collapsed in 1990 at the age of 26. No evidence was found that she might have been abused before her collapse. Michael Schiavo recalled hearing a thud and calling 911 "within a minute" of her collapse.The bitter end-of-life battle between Michael Schiavo and the Schindler family reached Gov. Jeb Bush, the U.S. Supreme Court, Congress, the White House and even the Vatican.The acrimony also extended in the halls of the hospice where Terri Schiavo eventually died of dehydration. Michael Schiavo refused to allow Terri's brother, Bobby Schindler, into her room shortly before her death."I didn't want the animosity," Michael Schiavo said. "I'm sure Terri would want the families to get along and be happy. But it didn't happen."
In January, Michael Schiavo married Jodi Centonze, whom he had called his fiancee for more than five years. The couple met in a dentist's office and began a relationship after Terri Schiavo was already in a nursing home. They have two young children."I would think so much less of Michael had he walked away from her," Jodi Schiavo said in the NBC interview. "That is one of the qualities in him that I so admire."
03/26/06 15:00 EST AOL

Thump Thump Thump

How I amused myself so far today:
1) smoking in the health center parking lot
2) dressing like a hobo heroin addict
3) saying I'm gonna get my thesis done by May
4) wondering where my keys are and then finding them in my hand
5) watching the mailbox for my loan check

and it's only 2:24 pm.

I'm going to go postal on the fucking mail service. Did you know that if your letter is sent to a previous athens address it is first sent to ATL before being sent to the correct location, even if it's 2 blocks away? Goddamn lazy sons of bitches. Are you kidding me? A check sent to me (well according to student accounts, another lot of louses) on March 4 still has yet to arrive to my apt. I'd like to find the postal workers paychecks and hide them for a few weeks. Or maybe I'll just make the crazy suggestion of having a building IN ATHENS where mail is redirected TO ATHENS. But that would be ridiculous.

Wednesday Starts

I am not awake and not interested in getting there, either. Maybe some coffee will change my mind.
Today my students are presenting skits which are supposed to be commercials incorporating the commands they learned Monday. I always enjoy them more than anyone else in the class.
I ran into one of my former students at Ramsey last night and he told me that he was sexually frustrated around 3 times and then tried to get me to meet him at Go Bar one night. Dude, inappropriate. I made sure to mention my boyfriend and say "Oh Stephen" like a grandma amused by a 5 year old.
Thesis shmesis - I am going to become a rock star and join an Athens band. So that means I won't have to write any more papers because I'll be in food service. Hooray!

Get Back to Work!

This is a photo of myself at age 14.

Rachel vs. Responsibility
Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Event of the YEAR! We have two prize fighters tonight ready to rip each other apart and win the Darwin trophy for "most fit". In one corner we have the pint-sized lightweight squirrel girl weighing in at under 105 lbs! She may be small but she's feisty and determined to knock out all that responsibility has to offer her! Opposing her is of course the ancient, the adored the much-revered Responisibility! World renown and known to kill many of his opponents this fighter is a no holds barred kind of guy! He's ready to rip her a new one and send her straight to Monday morningj, or shall we say HELL!!
Here they are now, approaching one another. Ms. Squirrel seems distracted and evasive. She better focus now or she's gonna lose big time. Responsibility is poised and ready to fight. Here's the bell [ding] Oh! And Squirrely takes a jab to the face from Responsibility. It looks like he served her a 60 Composition papers to grade to the jaw! Hopefully she can duck and cover for the Thesis Roundhouse he's well known for in grad school land where she's been training. We'll see folks as the next round ensues.

Spring Break - over
head - in clouds
bank account - negative balance
heart - in love
work - dormant
nerves - keying up big time
cat - freaking out

I had the best Spring Break ever. :) Now school is back, and though I love school, I'm not quite ready to get out of my haze. Here's to waking up happy.

Let me see your nuts...

This weblink is not for minors or the weak-hearted. It's hard-core and dripping with tree-top sensuality. Make sure you are alone when you browse the "mile high" page.
HOTTSkwerlSexxx
Big props to the designer from the editors at SquirrelPower.

Zephyrific

If you have not seen this movie yet, check it out from Vision Video after 5 pm today. That's when it will be back. I've had it about a week too long. Whoops.
It's a badass film that seems to stay true to the original story and the making of section in the special features is great if you don't know the background.
I used to go to skate shows and behind shopping centers to watch the boarders I knew in high school. And to drool, quite honestly.
If this movie had come out when I was 17 I would have freaked out big time and had a "major crush" on John Robinson who plays Stacy Peralta. I'm not into femmy alterna boys anymore, though.
Even though I'm older now and not into that scene anymore, I really did appreciate the way this film was made. Yay for movies!

Silky

"This is Suki. She's a Japanese Silky. She'll eat grapes from wherever I put them"
It's officially Spring Break. Today I slept in and then ate a bacon, egg and cheese biscuit. It's 2 pm and that's pretty much all I have accomplished.
I went to a meditation retreat thing last weekend and was asked to pay $175 before the classes started. Then I get an email yesterday asking me for the "other 200". What? No one mentioned that before...
I'm hoping to get some people to go to Six Flags on Saturday. Any takers?
PS. I forgot my moms bday last week. One of us is in deep trouble.

Renal 911

My day consisted of a variety of not so fun errands, including a visit to the diagnostic center to get a renal ultrasound, which I will proceed to tell you about. The urologist at the Health Center was really eager for me to scan my kidneys to make sure they aren't the cause of my chronic bladder infections. This 20 minutes with technology cost me a sweet $250. Then renewing my tag ran me another $80 later in the afternoon. I hope my loan check gets here soon...
The cool part about the ultrasound was that I got to see my innards on a TV screen and the lady put that cool jelly stuff all over my belly. I even asked her if I could see my heart and she showed it to me. I could have stayed for an hour and just watched my organs dance on the screen. The Diagnostic Center is really nice - it's decorated like a spa and I felt like I was going to get a massage when I went in the back with it's dim lighting and cozy patient beds.
The weird part was that I associate ultrasounds with pregnancy and never thought I would have one until I was with child. So all these strange movie/TV scenes of women crying while a nurse rolls the ultrasound over their huge bellies played in my brain until I lifted up my shirt and remembered that I was baby free. (This of course is a VERY good thing)
Last night I tried to take my cat for a car ride so I could pay my overdue rent at 2:30 in the morning. Bad idea #587. I made it 2 blocks before his horrific yowls sent me home.

Finland Likes to Party

ScandyParty
This is an invitation to a party in Finland. Hope you guys can come.

Freaky Deaky

NightoftheCrusher
This is a really cool article about sleep paralysis where people hallucinate and think someone is trying to kill them in their sleep. And it's as natural as a hiccup.

Mom and Dad

This is not a picture of my parents. They are divorced since 2001 and split since 1998. And they are still fighting over money. And somehow I'm in the middle of it again.
I'm really sick of hearing about how "dad's a liar" and how "your mother doesn't understand that I don't have much money". Well, Dad is a pilot who makes a comfortable 6 figure income which is rapidly spent by his wife on things such as new flooring, trips to Israel, breast implants and purebred "ragdoll" cats. Mom is banking 40K a year from this and buying new clothes and furniture. Both are driving me batty.
If I get married I refuse to fight about money. I don't even understand how it becomes an arguable issue unless someone is renting whores or gambling away the gas money. I don't care if I'm rich - I just want to pay my bills and have a little left over to eat out or see a movie and travel now and then. How do people end up fighting over decimals and dollar signs after 20 years of living together and agreeing on almost everything? I refuse to do this - peace and harmony is worth more than money.

Some of the people/ghosts I would like to get to know:

KatManDew

Every Tuesday and Thursday I am free to make my own schedule as I do not have to teach or attend class. My thesis looms over me, my French gets worse and my students papers pile up. Oh and my liscence tag is a month overdue for getting renewed.
I just love my time off too much to work when I have it. Especially after 3 back breaking semesters of teaching 2 and taking 4 courses. That's a lot of work in grad school time.
Tomorrow will be different. Tomorrow I will:
1)go to the DMV
2)stop by foodworks for lunch/chat with Lauren
3)study for French
4)organize bookbag
5)do research at the library
Even if I only accomplish 3 of these things I'll be happy. Okay 2.
Now I'm off to the GO Bar to dance off some stress and see some friends. Here's to getting a head start on being productive tomorrow.