Sunday, February 24

rent*

*originally from LJ

My room is no longer my "room," it's my storage lot. The place I keep my crap. I haven't slept here for over a week. I come by occasionally to change clothes and download my email, and then I'm off again. As I'm changing clothes I also happen to throw stuff around as I take it out of the closet, so my room is a very messy storage lot. It looks like a tornado went through here. I can't really see my bed, but that's alright cause I don't sleep on it anyway. Why am I even paying the ridiculous university rent? If I just threw my stuff out or donated it to the Salvation Army, I could save a few thousand dollars.

Damn you Borg! (that's my pet name for my boyfriend)

Comments:

2/25/02 1:08 AM srlife "borg? ;)"
u have pet names for your boyfriend? hmm
borg? ok that's it no more trek for you

Tuesday, February 19

the ultimate rejection*

*originally from LJ

Well, after 3 years it's finally over. It was good while it lasted, I felt accomplished, wanted... but no more. After 3 years my relationship with the Red Cross is over. Apparently while I was taking a break from donating (just a few months) they changed the rules up on me. Before, they just rejected anyone who's been to the UK or other mad cow infested countries.... Now they're rejecting anyone who's been anywhere in Europe (and some parts of the mid east) for at least 6 months. Well, I spent a freakin 7 years there, and I wouldn't really call that travel.

Apparently they decided that Creutzfeldt-Jakob Disease is now a big topic. They can't effectively test for it yet, but it's more common in European countries, so they just reject blood from anyone who's been there. I don't know much about it, only that its a neurological disorder.

All I can say is... goodbye Red Cross :( It was good while it lasted.

Current Music: Waiting In Vain - Annie Lennox

Comments:

2/21/02 11:39 AM srlife "don't worry"
don't worry , i know you are safe, and quite tasty, -don't ask me how i know. ;)

steve r.

Sunday, February 17

addendum*

*originally from LJ

This weekend was probably one of the most pleasant and relaxing weekends I've had in a long time... well, till sunday that is. Then I had to go to work and I've been avoiding studying for an exam since I got home.

I suppose it was a "valentine's weekend" if such a silly holiday can be extended to an entire weekend... I mean, it's not thanksgiving or anything. It started out with dinner and a movie (Serendipity - which was actually cuter the second time around), then lots of star trek, some pizza, Shrek, and more star trek.

I also saw the permier of Time Trax.. it's been a while since I saw that show. I can't believe Adam still remembered all the catch lines. Although everyone was making fun of it, I like that show. It was cute. Although the first episode was probably the best one of them all since it's the only one that actually takes place in the future. And alright, it's kinda dumb that he talks to his credit card all the time, but that's the point! Some people are just too critical of television.

The trek was excellent too. It must've been an "enterprise in a time warp" special cause we had Yesterday's Enterprise, Cause and Effect, Clues and one other episode (can't remember the name)... all very good ones. I love time warp stuff hehe. Next marathon is a Wesley one... hmm... I suppose I can handle that.

aaarg! have to study. It's my boss's class, so I HAVE TO kick ass... or she'll think i'm dumb and kick me out of her lab. Phylum: Chordata, Subphyla: Vertebrata, Urochordata, Cephalochordata. Arg!

Current Music: America's Resolve - America! Medley

Comments:

2/18/02 6:07 AM nrrrdygirl
Hey, nice to know you're posting again... welcome back... =)

2/18/02 6:45 PM drone1218 (me) "Re:"
thanks, i'll try to post stuff... from time to time... its crazy here.
the last 3 weeks seem like 3 months!

2/18/02 9:55 PM nrrrdygirl
i think this semester is going by fast though... ah well. keep them posts comin'...i like to know what is up with u. =)

a poetic side of Anna*

*originally from LJ

..so I'm taking a creative writing class... I suck. But here's a cool poem from our textbook (yes, there is required reading for a creative writing class).


I'm Waiting
by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

I am waiting for my case to come up
and I am waiting
for a rebirth of wonder
and I am waiting for someone
to really discover America
and wail
and I am waiting
for the discovery
of a new symbolic western frontier
and I am waiting
for the American Eagle
to really spread it's wings
and straighten up and fly right
and I am waiting
for the Age of Anxiety
to drop dead
and I am waiting
for the war to be fought
which will make the world safe
for anarchy
and I am waiting
for the final withering away
of all governments
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Second Coming
and I am waiting
for a religious revival
to sweep through the State of Arizona
and I am waiting
for the Grapes of Wraith to be stored
and I am waiting
for them to prove
that God is really American
and I am seriously waiting
for Billy Graham and Elvis Presley
to exchange roles seriously
and I am waiting
to see God on television
piped onto church alters
if only they can find
the right channel
to tune in on
and I am waiting
for the Last Supper to be served again
with a strange new appetizer
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for my number to be called
and I am waiting
for the living end
and I am waiting
for dad to come home
his pockets full
of irradiated silver dollars
and I am waiting
for the atomic tests to end
and I am waiting happily
for things to get much worse
before they improve
and I am waiting
for the Salvation Army to take over
and I am waiting
for the human crowd
to wander of a cliff somewhere
clutching its atomic umbrella
and I am waiting
for Ike to act
and I am waiting
for the meek to be blessed
and inherit the Earth
without taxes
and I am waiting
for forests and animals
to reclaim the Earth as theirs
and I am waiting
for a way to be devised
to destroy all nationalisms
without killing anybody
and I am waiting
for linnets and planets to fall like rain
and I am waiting for lovers and weepers
to lie down together
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Great Divide to be crossed
and I am anxiously waiting
for the secret of eternal life to be discovered
by an obscure general practitioner
and save me forever from certain death
and I am waiting
for life to begin
and I am waiting
for the storms of life
to be over
and I am waiting
to set sail for happiness
and I am waiting
for a reconstructed Mayflower
to reach America
with its picture and story and TV rights
sold in advance to the natives
and I am waiting
for the Lost Music to sound again
in the Lost Continent
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the day
that maketh all things clear
and I am waiting
for Ole Man River
To just stop rolling along
past the country club
and I am waiting
for the deepest South
to just stop Reconstructing itself
in its own image
and I am waiting
for Ole Virginie to discover
just why Darkies are born
and I am waiting
for God to lookout
from Lookout Mountain
and see the Ode to the Confederate Dead
as a real farce
and I am awaiting retribution
for what America did
to Tom Sawyer
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for Tom Swift
and I am waiting
for the American boy
to take off Beauty's clothes
and get on top of her
and I am waiting
for Alice in Wonderland
to retransmit to me
her total dream of innocence
and I am waiting
for Childe Roland to come
to the final darkest tower
and I am waiting
for Aphrodite
to grow live arms
at the final dismemberment conference
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting
to get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green fields to come again
youth's dumb green fields come back again
and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting to write
the great indelible poem
and I am waiting
for the last long careless rapture
and I am perpetually waiting
for the fleeing lovers on the Greecian Urn
to catch each other up at last
and embrace
and I am awaiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder

Current Music: No Doubt - Hey Baby

Comments:

2/21/02 11:41 AM srlife
too long aaaaaah it hurts

Saturday, February 2

people in Ithaca are D-U-M-B *

*originally from LJ

Alright I'm pissed enough for everyone to hear my bank troubles.

It all started on a sunny November afternoon in Washington DC. My ATM card expired end of October and I had not yet received a new card. So I call my Tompkins County Trust Company and inquire about my card.

TC - "We sent it out last week."
me - "where did you send it?"
TC - "Sperry Hall"
me - "that was my FRESHMAN address"
TC - "have you updated your address?"
me - "several times"
TC - "well, you have to change your checking account and ATM card account addresses seperately"

-- interlude --
How fucking dumb is that?? So problem # 1 is that they have 2 seperate systems for my ATM card and my checking account; # 2 is that they're dumb enough to not change one when I change the other. # 3 is that there is no way in hell for me to know that they are this dumb until my ATM card gets lost.
--back--

me - "well, what now?"
TC - "we'd rather not report the card stolen so we have to wait for the card to get sent back to us. Call back in a week."

Who the hell forwards wrong mail back to the bank??? Personally, I throw it out. I may have just admitted to a federal offense, but c'mon. Who here actually forwards mail to people they've never heard of???
So I called back "in a week" for several weeks and they refused to cancel my old card and send me a new one. Apparently it's "complicated."
So finally in mid December I convinced them that if the card hasn't been sent back in the last month and a half, it probably wasn't going to be sent back. Twisted logic, no? So they reported my old card lost and sent me a new one. Simple enough, no?

Yesterday I'm at the mall with a friend and I decide (oh so foolishly) to go to the ATM and take out some cash. So I insert my new card into its TCTC ATM for the first time since getting it, and I input my super secret code

ATM- "Sorry, that is an incorrect code."
me - "oh, I couldn't have forgotten my code in a few months." (considering its a pretty stupid code)
ATM - "Do you need more time?" (yeah, kinda silly...)
me - "ok, lets try again."
ATM - "Sorry, that is an incorrect code."
me - "alright, this is pointless, so I'll just take my card and call the bank."
ATM - "Sorry, we have retained your card. Please call the bank."

Now.. let's analyze this carefully. What the hell just happened?? I'll tell you! Since they reported my old card lost, my code was deactivated. They never gave me a new code, they never reset my old one, and they never told me any of this. Fucking geniouses.

Of course the bank is closed for the weekend. So I have to wait till monday to talk to someone else who has no idea what to do and will somehow try to blame me.

Comments:

2/2/02 1:12 PM vinesandthorns "holy shit"
that is such a fucking conspiracy! do you feel like you're in the NEt? Banks simply suck. you should go back to the old method of hiding your money under your matress.

2/21/02 11:44 AM srlife ";)"
ok that just made my day thanx..
maybe i should star doing writing in my journal again ROFL

2/21/02 3:59 PM drone1218 (me) "Re:"
Yes you SHOULD start posting in your journal. Slacker! I went to a lot of trouble to get you that code.