The Rantings of an Indentured Servant

Sort of Self Explanatory, Don't Ya Think? If it's not obvious, stop. Pan up. Re-read. There you go genius...

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Say hello Artemis!

So I got a new betta fish! Yay! Now that makes two goldfish (Bacchus and Demeter) and two bettas (Apollo and Artemis), totalling three tanks! More to clean ! Hooray!

But I got Artemis settled into his new home today. He's having a little bit of trouble adjusting to the water differences, but hopefully he gets better and starts to enjoy his pretty little setup. I'm trying something new with the tanks this time around. I'm using real plants to help regulate the nitrite/nitrate levels of the tank. Supposedly this will help keep things a little cleaner/stabler.

Hopefully they don't kill the fish or the fish don't eat them. I'll keep you updated.

Back in the saddle again...

Alright... so being home went by way faster than I would have liked. Sadly I didn't get to visit everyone I wanted to see either. I did see Contagion and Ktreva for a spell, but I didn't even get to spend time with Chastity. :-(

(I did get some cutesie stuff for baby though! I'd say what I got but she reads this sometimes so I'd rather play it safe.)

Anyway. I'm back at school and already it's back to hectic schedules of work, class, clinicals (this term I'm in a middle school to teach...) and extra curricular. I worked out last night with my roomie for an hour and a half. (lol... we're going to keep each other whipped into shape by showing no quarter when it comes to working out...) I figure, and hour and a half... that should cover the next two weeks... too bad we all know that I'll have to actually stick to it for results.

I'm going dancing this friday with the dance club, so I'm trying desperately to get all of my reading for American Lit. and Shakespeare finished. I'm also caroling in the District this friday with my choir.

Well, the sooner I start the sooner I finish. Oh, and I've come up with the idea that we should get maids in college. Especially since I pay 30,000 a year for tuition. I haven't done dishes since before break and I think they're starting to move on their own. At least we still have a couple plastic spoons I guess...

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

I survived....

Okay, so I babysat Clone and have lived to tell the tale. However, right now I'm making pies for Thanksgiving and I've been working 8hr days at Kohls, so I won't get to tell everyone what happened until later tonight. So check back.

Alright, so babysitting Clone was actually really really fun and I wouldn't mind doing it again. He was really good all night. We read a lot of books, and then watched some muppet babies, and the Incredibles. We ate a pizza together and just hung out putting puzzles together and the likes.

It was pretty fun. I almost thought about switching to teach younger grades, then I thought about what about the kids that don't have as many good days, and decided to stick with high school and just baby-sit toddlers occasionally.

I wonder if Contagion will maybe take a few months off of my indenture for that or if it's just part of the job detail. Hmmm....


I have come upon a little quandry that I need help with.

There's this song by the Killers called "All these things I've Done" or something close to that.

There's this line in the song that goes "... I want to shine on in the hearts of men..."

Now the English teacher part of me is screaming "this has to be an allusion to something because this band couldn't come up with something so profound on their own!" but for the life of me I cannot drum up where this idea of shining on in the hearts of men comes from...

Can anyone help me find the history of this little phrase? It's driving me nuts!

Saturday, November 19, 2005

This may be the last time you hear from me....

That's right. I'm babysitting tonight, so if I don't make it back alive, well... pray for my soul.

Why, Virtue, you say... it's only a small child. What could he possible do?

If it were any other child I might agree. However, tonight I am babysitting *pause for dramatic effect*


That's right- Contagion's offspring.

Wish me luck!

(In all reality, I'm pretty excited about babysitting. I like kids if they're not a blood relation. I've never babysat for Contagion before, but I'm sure Clone and I will have an interesting evening. I'll be sure to post if anything uber cute or funny happens... assuming I make it back...)

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Mama I'm Coming Home...


Finals are over! I have a week and a half break for Thanksgiving! I've kind of started Christmas shopping and I'm coming home tonight! Yeah!

I think I might try to surprise Contagion and Ktreva sometime by droppin' in sometime this week. I haven't seen them in a while (except for in passing at a funeral... but that's not a good place to catch up with friends) and I miss Contagion's surly-ness in person. Since I missed the last two events of the season I've been deprived of his derogatory comments towards me for quite some time now and I just feel like somethings missing from my life... HA!

And I get to see Chastity and her big tummy! It's so exciting that I'm going to be an auntie!

Okay... I'm going to pack my stuff now!


Tuesday, November 15, 2005

This is for us ladies...

So I was over visiting Bad Example when I saw this post from Harvey basically talking about how women are like cars that don't run and that why men like them... Okay, so that was a really bad paraphrase, but you can read the actual post if you want to by clicking here.

So anyways... I thought that this was in the spirit of fun (and a little getting even for the ladies)

By the way, my dad sent me this e-mail but I just thought it was funny enough to post.


Note: due to the complexity and level of difficulty, each course will accept a maximum of eight participants

The course covers two days, and topics covered in this course include:


Step by step guide with slide presentation

Roundtable discussion

Practicing with hamper (Pictures and graphics)

Debate among a panel of experts.

Losing the remote control to your significant other - Help line and support groups

Starting with looking in the right place instead of turning the house upside down while screaming
- Open forum


Group discussion and role play

PowerPoint presentation

Real life testimonial from the one man who did

Driving simulation

Online class and role playing

Relaxation exercises, meditation and breathing techniques

Bring your calendar or PDA to class

Individual counselors available

To the three people who regularly read my blog...

I'm not going to kid myself into mass readership stats here, because I know that I don't blog enough for huge quantities of readers, nor is my blog of the same calbre as those who speak on more profound or "current events" matters.

But I was thinking to myself...

Contagion, Harvey, and Grau are the three people who basically read when I post. (You could say regularly I guess... but I don't always post regularly, so it could get tricky.) If you aren't these one of these three then just be warned that I'm about to get sappy.

You guys always leave me comments, and you really offer me support... *sniffle* Well, I just want to say thank you. (That goes for everyone who reads and comments occasionally too, or even just reads, but these guys do it a lot more than they have to) It really keeps me going to know that no matter how shitey my blog entries are you find some aspect to comment on. I know I can't post as often as I'd like, but when I do post you are there and you make me feel like not such a blog loser for having no comments.

And Harv, you've plugged me on Love Notes twice and both you and Contagion have helped me with blog code. Grau... you're always there with the "don't give her weapons" or "are you crazy, she'll kill everyone!" comments. And that just makes me happy!

Now don't go getting all big headed on me or anything, because I know that I'm not the only puny blog you guys read and comment on and that makes me even more thankful. You guys really are good bloggers. And the fact that you make it a point to comment on my blog, even though you read and comment on so many other better blogs, is very cool to me.

This brings me to my next question:

How on earth do you have time for anything else???? What, do you bums just sit at your computer and blog all day?! And you talk about the kids these days spending too much time at the computer... golly-jeez.

But seriously... you guys are swell :-)

Brief Update- MacGyver Guy and I

Okay, so for those of you who knew, MacGyver Guy and I were on the rocks for a little while, but I'm, well, happy I guess, to inform you that things have been successfully worked out for both parties and we are again an official couple. Sorry for all the confusion and you have my word that it won't happen again :-)

WHa? They're dating?! OMG

Okay, so call me silly, but have you ever had a time in your circle of friends where two people start dating and nobody realizes it until one day someone says:

"You know, Raquelle and Mike have been spending an awful lot of time together... do you think they might be... you know..."

And everyone looks at that person and replies:

"Are you insane? They would make a good couple and all, but man... no way! They're just good friends..."

Fast forward to two weeks later and you're at the Culvers with said group of friends + Raquelle and Mike and I go:

"Should we maybe, you know, leave them seats by each other or something?"

And someone says:

"Wait, are they actually dating or something?"

And I say:

"Well, I dunno... it kind of seems like it. I haven't asked or anything. Do any of you know?"

And they all stare at you until someone breaks the ackward silence with:

"Well, why would we ask..."

And then I go:

"Well.... someone should because this is damnedably confusing."

Blank Stares.

"So who wants to do it?"

More blank stares.

Then Raquelle comes over with her food and sits at one end of the table and we all continue conversations that we never were actually having before so as not to appear obvious. Then Mike sits at the other empty chair at the other end of the table and all proceeds as normal ( aside from everyone giving each other that "ask them look" which is then returned by that "no, you ask them" look, until dinner is over and we're riding back to school.)

Then some of the group goes over to Erickson basement (a res. hall common area) to bake some cookies (yeah, that's what we do for fun sometimes, okay?) However, I decide to go back to my room and try on my new dancing outfit for Cha-Cha lessons and dance night next month. However, my roomie goes to the basement with T, Mike and Raquelle to bake.

I'm in the middle of writing a post and she barges in and is like:

"OMG! Raquelle and Mike really are dating!"

Now the question on everyone's mind is Now what are we going to do? They've apparently been dating for the last two weeks and nobody's realized it all the way. What happens if they break up? I am totally not taking sides in this. Not that they are the kind of people who would be all dramatic about it. I mean, they seem pretty level headed and all, but think about what this could do to the dynamics of the group!! Gad! It could shoot it all to hell!

However, after getting over the shock and writing this post I think they will deal admirably well together and may have a bright future ahead of them.

Gosh... I'm such a gossip.

Sunday, November 13, 2005

I've decided that I really love to go dancing...

So, last night I went dancing for my first time. Not that ghetto-fied booty bumping let's have sex on the dance floor with our clothes on type of dancing.

Social Dancing. You know, waltz, fox-trot, tango, rumba, cha-cha, etc. I absolutely loved it. I've been taking a social dance class for p.e. credit at school and our class decided to start a social dance club on campus. Some of the members are taking lessons at Arthur Murray (I'm looking into an instructing position there.)

Anyway, we found out about these monthly dance nights put on by USA dance at the American Legion and the Knights of Columbus. For five dollars you get a one-hour lesson in one of the dances that they are high-lighting and then from 8-11 there's a DJ that plays all sorts of social dance music.

Four of us decided to go to last nights event. The lesson was Bolero (the lovers dance.) Sweeeeet!

I had so much fun! Aside from the two elderly drunk guys who asked me to dance I had pretty decent partners for the evening. There were almost equal amounts of guys to girls. For a waltz I had an amazing lead. This guy was one of the best partners I've had ever! (I totally understand why the waltz was so scandalous when it was introduced to ballrooms back in the day. I never realized that your legs brush so much... wow.)

Then, there was a gentleman who asked me for a rumba. The only thing I know in rumba is the box, so I told him. He led me through crazy moves that I didn't know I could do! And I only messed up once at the end with this turn thing where my arms go over his head and stuff.

It was such a cool experience. I only got bumped into once and only got stepped on once. Not bad for my first time. Although, I did have this guy that partnered me for two dances in a row (a bolero and a cha cha) and man, he just couldn't find the beat! It was pretty bad.

Anyways... we are all going back next month for the cha cha. I can't wait. Who knew dancing could be so much fun?

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Why I should be a teacher and other people shouldn't...

So I was in one of my education classes today, talking with my table-mates (we sit in round tables with a group for the term. Yay for social learning!) about or made up Individual Education Plan for a made up student with disabilities.

The class I am in is about including individuals with disabilities in a "regular" classroom. We were talking about something, and it came up again how in my clinicals (the time I have to spend out in a classroom observing/and teaching) I was teaching a lesson and I asked my co-operating teacher where the dictionaries were and she looked at me like I had just told her that anthrax had been released in the vents of her room.

There weren't any, she told me. (I also noticed that the class was missing a world map, too.) I was relating this to my table-mates, and when meathead (affectionately called because he's a football player/ language arts education major) told me about something his co-op had told the class when they were doing a vocab assignment.

"I don't care what you think the word means, I care what the dictionary says it means!"

Verbatim. She told this to her classroom. I think to myself, brilliant. Just f-ing brilliant.

When I'm a teacher... If I ever get like that I think I'd have someone take me out and shoot me.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Hey everyone!!! I'm NOT a VIRGIN anymore!!!

So.... I lost my virginity this past Friday night... wait, technically Saturday morning... so the 28th/29th of October 2005! WooHoo!

Wait a second... you have a dirty, dirty mind. Not THAT virginity.

I went to see my first Rocky Horrow Picture Show LIVE! (You silly kids these days, I tell ya.)

Let's just say it went splendidly. I dressed as Janet (meaning a bra, slip, and white panties for those of you who aren't Rocky Horror fanatics.) and I got to wear a big sign that said "Virgin... Be Gentle" as well as getting a big kiss from Frankie on one cheek and a huge V in lipstick on the other. Other than that the initiation to the Rocky Horror cult, I mean club, went pretty painlessly. I did the time warp almost flawlessly and I only got hit in the head with toast once. The only problem was it got cold in the theatre near the end of the show.

I'm waiting for pictures of this monumentous night, so keep an eye out. I'll post one as soon as I get them e-mailed to me.

UPDATE: Here's a couple pictures... enjoy! (One of these ended up as the facebook pic for Rocky Horror Club at Augie. I'm sure this looks great for me if any of my students ever find it...)

Above Right- Me and "Brad", the ever-faithful engaged couple

Above Left- That's me in my costumed glory! Don't I make a good Janet?

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