Stuffed
Friday was Joe's birthday. His 21st birthday, to be exact. Joe, excited by the prospects of finally being able to find out what alcohol tastes like...! decided to celebrate in the classic desultory manner of all good Madison college students (hah ha! i just wanted to bust out the word 'desultory'...) by getting hammered to an extent unimaginable to mere mortals. But despite his outward appearance as a mild-mannered meek (some might say 'emo'?)...
Slowly recovering from the psuedo-SARS, after having left work early yesterday and cancelling all of my appointments for today (like i really have that much of a social calender...!) I'll put up pictures of Joe's birthday party (all the more to help him remember with) soon, or at least the pics i took for the hour and a half i was there during a momentary-lapse of judgement friday night when i thought i was...
still so sick...... uhghghhh...oohhhhh.... *rolls over and pulls blankets on top of head, trying not to notice how beautiful it is outside* 8:08 pm...
Nothing starts Friday off better than gratuitous shots of Ryoko Hirosue... (I swear every japanese 'idol' has done at least a million pictures with this pose.) And, as long as we're posting up (sexy?) pictures, Bill wasn't feeling the love and insisted i put his big pasty white ass (mercifully concealed by some baggy jeans) up for the whole world to see. So here you go, Billy. Hmm... let's see. Gratuitous cheesy pics of...
anyway, if you hang around me long enough, chances are you've probably heard the deadly trilogy of my japanese toilet experiences (two washiki and one evil Toto robotoilet from hell). For those of you who've never seen a squat toilet and don't get how it all might have gone down (so to speak), please watch this animation: evil squat toilets In traditional weblog fashion, I'm going to now inform you all of how I'm...
For those who take their action raw...? Sometimes, when you're sick as hell, the only thing that will make you feel better is French action super star Jean Reno. God bless him, Luc Besson and the rest of the hardworking men and women who devote their lives to producing that particular brand of Eurotrashy action flick I love so very dearly! I will warn all of you in advance - this is not a particularly...
i may be TB negative, but i am sick as a dog. of course, just as spring rolls around too.... with two tests today... unable to move more than a few feet except to roll back into bed, so bear with me until i can write something interesting. 12:27 pm...
I am TB negative. *spins fingers around in universal "whoo-hoo" sound* 11:28 pm...
i am at work for 14 hours straight today. i didn't get enough sleep last night, so as a consequence my vision is starting to blur. also, i had a major fight with satoko. the long and short of it: disliking many aspects of her personality, I decided it would be in our mutual interest if I stopped tutoring her. of course, my japanese not being sufficiently up to the task of subtly nuancing...
This little fellow, much like me, is probably dreading having to go in to work today... Now listening to: "Future Sound of London: Papau New Guinea" (Oldie but goody...) 10:44 am...
Why is it that when you wear a tie, every individual you meet feels somehow compelled to ask you "why are you wearing a tie today"? I mean, it's not as if I'm wearing a bowl of fruit on my head - it's a tie, for the love of god...! Along the (sort of) same lines, why is it that it is perfectly acceptable for women to wear all sorts of slinky tanktops that...
*sigh* my graduation tassel looks like an ear of corn. It's bad enough they stick genetics and biology into the "College of Agriculture and Life Sciences" (where they stand out as the sole lonely vanguards of real science in a field littered with majors such as "agricultural journalism")... but do they have to complete the humiliation by making us wear a tassel that looks like we plucked it out of a nearby farm field...!!?...
"The authority of the civil defense ... issued a warning to the civilian population not to pick up any of those pencils because they are booby traps," he said, adding that the British and American forces were "immoral mercenaries" and "war criminals" for such behavior. "I am not talking about the American people and the British people," he said. "I am talking about those mercenaries. ... They have started throwing those pencils, but they...
For those of you not in the know, THOSE ARE 16 (SIXTEEN..!!) KINDEREGGS PEOPLE...!!! Well, in addition to the kindereggs, today was a beautiful day in Madison. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, the trees were (sorta) starting to bloom (astute viewers will notice that the trees are impossibly in full bloom in the picture below ... okay okay, I admit, this was an old pic from last spring, but this is...
It seemed like a good idea at the time... "Hey guys! I wanna learn how to drive...! Why don't you teach me!?" she said, excitement visibly dancing across her face. "Hmm.... yes, i suppose we could do that old chap." he replied, sipping a cup of coffee while mimicking a stuffy british accent. "Uhhmm.... are you sure this is sucha good idea?" I chimed in, pondering the caution advocated by the pandas piled atop...
Careless whisper from a careless man / a neutron dance for a neutron fan; Today was a beautiful day in Madison... Somedays it all just seems to go right - you ace your tests, it's a beautiful day out, you find a great job in Japan, you get your tax rebate back from the state , you find a really great pair of sun glasses on the street...! It's days like this that make...
Gendercide and Mass Killings of Men The phenomenon of gendercidal killings of males has attracted no formal attention in the international relations or peace studies literatures, my own tentative efforts aside; but the I.R. literature does, perhaps, provide a paradigmatic case of gendercide against men. It is the 'Melian Dialogue' that closes Book Five of Thucydides' The Peloponnesian War. After the various learned discussions that compose the 'Dialogue' have concluded, negotiations are broken off,...
goodness, i just had a hilarious encounter. it's spring time here in madison, which means everybody and they momma with an agenda or special interest to hawk is out in full force on library mall. I just got done giving some half-assed speech in class, and was thinking only of getting some food in my desperately empty stomach, making a bee line for Husnus when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, a tall...
hmm... time for another post. mbee tonight? Ever since I found out i got the job, i have been slacking BIG TIME. significant amounts of senioritis doesn't help either . Now listening to: "Frente: Labour of Love" (This one seems to be popular at Korean Karaoke for some reason...?) 10:35 am...
Yatta...! yatta yatta yattaaaaaaAAAAAAA~!!!! I just got accepted to the Japanese-English Teaching (JET) program.... I am so excited I can hardly sit still!!!! *starts shaking uncontrollably in a fashion similar to poorly-made jello* Yeah!! Back to Japan, one more time! (this time employed as something other than a fake-priest for wedding ceremonies!) (hmmm, i should probably tell that story!) My, I am such a happy panda I can't really write anything coherent right now....
This is a fascinating webpage to read when you have some time. It is an area in which I am particularly interested. www.gendercide.org Going hand in hand with my previous post about the draft , I found these case studies on forced military conscription particularly fascinating. The difficulty with [Warren's] framing of gendercide, though -- and this is true for the feminist analysis of gender-selective human-rights abuses as a whole -- is that the...
I am so sleepy... unfortunately I'm stuck at work until midnight. Maybe I can post an update after i finish my stupid physics.... 11:44 pm...
This is cool. also, the world's smallest political quiz. Don't be overly suprised if you score something with the word "liber~" in the name Now listening to: "Indochine: Juste Toi et Moi" Dislike french politics, like french music. Go figure 10:38 pm...
I apologize for the lack of updates for the past 2 days, I've been slowly decompressing after the roommate incident ("yeah, so uhh, I decided I'm not going to pay the rent man... or the gas bill, or the internet, or the cable, or the...". Also, for any of you wondering what ridiculously overpriced designer "Eau de Toilet" I prefer, how about the Bulgari one above? I've actually never smelled it, by the brilliant cobalt...