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| things that made me laugh today
1. A stout man running with a poster
2. A college student with a construction paper "Indian band and feather" stuck on his head
3. O great. I forget the rest. But they were funny.
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| I was on xanga this morning and I saw an Uggs (squishy boots that every highschool girl wears) ad for 'only' 99 dollars. Does anyone else feel completely biased against Uggs? With all due respect to those women that own them, I have my reasons:
1. Uggs are worn by flocks of highschool girls, and therefore, they have dribbled onto college campuses
2. Uggs are worn by "cool" people, creating another opportunity for "uncool" people to feel left out
3. Uggs are ridiculously expensive (only $99?!!!)
4. I bet Uggs make your feet sweaty
5. Uggs are a maddening height. Instead of sneakers, which only fit on the foot, and unlike boots, which can rise almost to the knee, Uggs sit on the fence, as if smugly apathetic but maintaining a superiority complex about their length.
6. Uggs are also on the fence about "poofiness factor." They look kind of "poofy" instead of a streamlined shoes, causing perfectly sensible Americans to walk around looking like they forgot to take off their slippers. And what impression does this give to the international world? *Puts head in hands.
7. I think the sneaky Uggs creators knew what sort of devious product they were releasing because the very name they gave jives with my own response to the persistent commonality of the shoe.
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| Accused of not posting...*sideways look at Johnathan
Here is a happy stream of consciousness blog to update you on the adventures of this, as in today, Monday.
Today I woke up and my cell phone, which was singing away at me so uncomfortably, had fallen between my bed and my desk. So I reached over to grab it off the floor and smacked my head on the opened desk drawer. So today I have a maybe 2-3 in gash/scratch on my chin, which will not be completely covered by makeup.
This keyboard has an uneven weighting of letters. Some letters only require a little touch to type, but some will not type unless you really give the key a good hard push. It is making me feel like I can't type. And I have to type well or certain dear nit-picky people will make comments about private school education, and we can't have that.
Oh and on Friday Christy and I are getting our wisdom teeth out. So I suppose I will be laid up watching movies and eating mushy stuff. You are all welcome to come over and hang out and watch movies with an less-than-normally-talkative and potentially-high-on-meds Rebecca. Happy thought?
Today was loverly. Really a beautiful day. And I keep watching it rain and thinking, well, THAT's the last of the lovely leaves. BUT I keep being surprised. Even after all that rain, there are still brilliant yellow leaves and red leaves on the trees.
This keyboard particularly doesn't like "L"s. And this post seems to be FULL of them.
Oh and I talked with a Peruvian lady today and I want to learn Spanish. Louie and Caris, I'm coming over. I just need my floaties...
Have you ever tried reading an economics essay while half asleep? It looks suspiciously like random words on a page. Then it dawns slowly to the groggy mind..."Maybe the person who put the words in the same general area was trying to communicate something." After lobbing that concept around in one's brain, one tries to connect the words all lined up on the page. No success on understanding. But one can't get rid of this nagging suspicion that it might make sense somehow (or how could they publish it?) and one just isn't getting it...and one can't decide if one feels more stupid or more sleepy.
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| I was at the gym (gmy....ha ah) today and I was doing the normal gym things. And after finishing her work out, another woman walked up to me and said, "Are you Charles Hanson's Wife?"
I said no, and introduced myself. Her husband walked up, and when his wife explained that she had thought I was Charles Hanson's wife, he said he had thought the same thing.
This couple works at the Patriot Center on Mason's campus, and they try to work out three times a week. I don't know who Charles Hanson is, or why they would think I was his wife, but I did think it was so funny, and I gained two gym friends. I don't usually feel like I have friends at the gym. I laughed about it for a good while.
And then a little later "Mrs. Lee" said hello. When Joel and I used to work out at the gym together (Joel has since been stolen by Tim, and they work out at a different gym), we used to name the people we saw there three times a week. We always saw this little Korean-looking lady, and we named her Mrs. Lee. Today Mrs. Lee said hello to me, and when I asked her what her name was, she said, M---(vowels). So now I will have to ask her again.
It was also cold this morning. I want a comforter for my car in the mornings.
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| Is the Trinity a logical contradiction that we must accept because, "God's ways are not our ways"?
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