Friday, November 19, 2010

Smart Aleck.

It's hard to believe I've made it but... it's finally Friday.  It was a rough week, but.. you know what they say; NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE WITH GOD.  And it's true. As long as you're not a greedy smart aleck who asks for things like boats and a million dollars.  Neither of which I want, by the way.  
That brings me to my next thought.  Where did the word smart aleck come from?  Was it just a really sassy little boy?  I feel like he would be one of those little kids you'd read about in Mrs. Piggle Wiggle books.  I read those when I was little.  If you didn't, you should.  Not like, go back to your childhood and do that, because that's not logical, but, read one of them now.  You're never too old.  
Aside from all that, my brain is pretty much fried.  Ew.  Fried brain.  Sounds like a delicious delicacy. . . Anyways. This afternoon I made pumpkin muffins with Reed and Shayla.  Let me just say.  Delicious in so many ways.  
Also, I just introduced Shayla to sweatpants.  I said, "Sweatpants, meet Shayla.  Shayla, sweatpants" and love has arrived.  I dare say she may be hooked.  
And now, since I'm way behind on tv, I am going to watch the latest episode of Glee on hulu.  

And in case you were actually wondering where the term 'smart aleck' came from, because I was, here it is:

Probably from Alexander H Stephens ( Little Aleck)distinguished Senator from Ga in the late 1850's. He was an extremely good debater and speaker of his day. People would come from miles around to hear him speak. He was very small and frail and a senator from NJ told him one day during a debate he could cut off his ears and swallow him in one swallow and Aleck's retort was that his stomach would have a lot more brains that his head.  He was later the Vice President of the Confederacy, and Governor of Georgia.
Lincoln once said of him, "I have just listened to someone who, though small and frail, delivered the smartest speech I have ever heard in my life."

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Near. Far. Wherever You Are.

So.  I'm sitting at the coffee shop.  And there is often this group of 'elder folk' that meet here.  Usually 4 or 5 men and one woman.  Anyways.  One of the elderly men gets a phone call.  And his ringtone is the theme song from Titanic.  My Heart Will Go On.  That one.  It made me laugh.  A lot. 

So Little Time.

These are things I need to do. 

Call my Grama W.  Because she sent me slippers and I need to thank her.  

Hang out with Katelyn.  Because I miss her. 
Hang out with Hillary.  Because I miss her too. 
Hang out with Sarah and Shayler too.  Because I miss them as well.  
Buy craft supplies to make Christmas presents. 
Make Christmas presents. 
Order things online for cheap.  For Christmas presents.  
Millions of homework like Diff Eq, Multivaribale, Chemistry, Behavior Management, and HPR.  Yes.  All of that.  Gross.  
Chew minty gum.  Because I'm craving it.  
Hug Blakeley.  Because she hugs very nicely.  
Not get distracted by things like blogs and facebook.  Whoops. 
Stop with all these boring blog entries and write about some real stuff.  Sometime soon.  Promise. 
Miss Nikweeta some more.  Because I can't really help that.  
Get a cell phone that has a right button that works.  Because it's annoying.  
Play Robot Unicorn attack.  Because it's almost more addicting than Tiki was.
Balance my checkbook and turn in my receipts.  Like a responsible adult.  
Call my parents.  Because I miss them. 
Stop missing everyone.  Because it stinks.  
Open a coffee shop with Nikweeta.  But that's years down the road. 
Study. Now. 



I don't know if I have too much to say, or too little.  I think too much.  And that's why I have nothing to say.  

Thursday, November 11, 2010


I know I'm supposed to be doing homework right now, but this blog entry is urgent.  And it's about.  .   .
[Shayla Kay].

Here's the thing about Shayler.  She is a blessing.  I just love her.  She's real and she's honest and she loves.  And she can relate to me.  She falls how I fall.
She understands what I understand, and she seems to feel for people the way I feel for people.  Which causes that whole 'getting each other' thing.  And I just think it's great.  And I love her.  And she is funny.  And she sometimes jokes about being a nun.  But then I remind her that nuns only kiss knuckles; and since she also likes to kiss like I kiss, I know that she could not live with only kissing knuckles.  Girls like us kiss lips, not knuckles.  And she often loses her keys.  And sometimes I find them for her.  And right now, she has a towel on her head.  And she writes really good blogs that I love to read.  And she hiccups and says "Pardon me" in the cutest voice.  And she thinks I'm cute.  And she can blow really good bubbles because she has a cute gap in her teeth.  And she giggles with me and supports my decisions to skip class (only to a healthy extent).  And mostly.  I just love her. 

And that has been my urgent message.  

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

A Day Of The Grand Assortment.

It's hard to believe that a day could be so grand when it begins with a 7:30 Multivariable Calculus class, but alas, it can be done.  
So that's just how it began.  With Calc.  And then I went to Differential Equations.  Where I actually finally turned in my homework.  And then I went to work with the best boss ever.  She really is the greatest.  She listens to all my stories and tells me all of hers all the time.  I would call it a rarity that a boss could be as great as her.  But again, alas, it can be done.  
I got done with work early and went back to my house.  Blake was with me and then we went to lunch.  Lunch was good.  I mean.  As good as you can get in the DC.  I had fish and a vegetable filled taco.  I got to sit next to Shayla and we giggled and talked like girls do.  And then together, we decided that skipping class just seemed like a good idea for a Wednesday.  I mean, sometimes, you gotta do what you gotta do.  And then.  I got to sit next to a cute smile for about an hour, so that all continued that whole 'grand' theme.
Then.  I took a splendid nap.  And then I woke up and Michael and I walked to rent Toy Story 3.  Then.  I colored part of a 'presh moam' picture.  Then dinner wish some of the funnest and finest people I know.  
After that I got do chill with some of the girls in my house.  God has absolutely blessed me with being in this house and putting all of these girls here with me.  Most of the other RCs complain about not having community or having discipline problems, and the list really goes on.  But.  I've had none of those problems.  Most people don't believe it but, alas, it too can be done.  
Now it became time for Survivor at Scott's with him and Jordan.  A weekly ritual.  Then I came back here where I worked on my 'paper blog' that I'm calling 'A Little Bit of it All. And Then Some.'
And now.  It's time to watch Toy Story 3 with Zach and Sarah and Michael. 
And.  I'm sure that will end on the grandest note.


1 Thessalonians 5:16-19

What happens when we remember to pray?  When we get rid of everything we're thinking about and put aside whatever we think we're living for that we shouldn't be?  And we pray.  And we worship.  And we remember who God is.  
Without Ceasing was an event that we put on last Wednesday from 8pm to 8am.  A twelve hour event with back to back worship sets and praise.  We had different stations set up for people to participate in.  We could worship with our art, write out our stories and prayers, go on the midnight service project, stay in the big room to worship, or go in the quiet room to pray. 
The thing is.  We all need to be reminded.  We all have things that get in the way.  So to set time aside once in a while to remember who He is seems like the absolute least we could do.  

["Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."]  

-1 Thessalonians 5:16-19

Sunday, November 7, 2010

A Million Pages Long.

This blog post is going to be a million pages long.  For you dedicated readers, thank you and read on. 

First things first.  Right now I am sitting on Julies spare bed.  I've been at her place all day doing homework.  And now she's hosting her weekly RC meeting, so I shifted my stuff here.  When I say I've been working on homework here all day, I am partially lying because it was mixed in with several other distractions.  The thing is that sometimes I can be a bad student.  Seriously.  Who is always perfect?  I did get my lab report done, which was a big accomplishment.  It's been lingering around from when I was supposed to do it amongst my bronchitisness.  Also.  Not a word.  But I make words up as I please.  Other things that needed completing were my Multivariable homework and my Differential Equation homework.  Multivariable; I was on problem 74 right before I decided to take this 'little' blog break.  Meaning I have a lot done but still a lot to do.  Diff Eq.- haven't started.  But.  That always seems to be my weekend pattern.  I start homework at 3pm on Sundays.  Which is the dumbest idea ever for someone with my homework load, but it's what I do.  It's like fitting 11 hours of homework into 3.  Not really.  But something like that if you understand.  I did decide today though, that I am going to have homework parties at Julie's every Sunday.  Michael, Em, Shayla, and Blake joined at random times today.  So that was grand.  We partook in a typical college dinner- mac and cheese, chicken nuggets, and pizza rolls.  Mmmhmm.  Shayla is gonna cook for us next Sunday.  I can't wait.  And I do say this designed Sunday time needs a clever name.  Soon.  

The rest of my weekend was wonderful as well.  Friday started it off with an excellent room rearranging.  I have room ADD so it's a common thing for me to want to switch things up.  Sarah understands so it's all good.  I love the occasional 'switch around and clean it up' thing.  Then we planned a 'Toy Story 3' night which turned into a 'Taken' night.  Attendees were Nathan, Aly, Hillary,  Michael, and Shayla.  After trying to get the 'Toy Story 3' file to work for about an hour, we made the switch to Taken.  What a great movie and what a great night.  
Saturday morning Hillary and I left at 7am to go help out at the school for the blind.  Now this is an interesting thing.  It was the Championship Goalball tournament and my teacher told us about the volunteer opportunity.  Goalball is a game designed for the blind; partially blind or completely.  There is a court with a big goal on each end.  3 people, each on opposing teams, go on opposite sides right in front of the goal.  They are completely blindfolded with goggles.  The ball that they use has bells inside of it and they roll it back and forth and block it with their bodies.  There are a few more rules but you get the just of it.  It is quite amazing to watch.  I had never heard of such a thing or been by anyone blind for any amount of time.  It was quite the eye-opener.  And I mean that in the most unpunny respectful way.  But really.  It's so cool to be exposed to those who are different then us.  We get really caught up with our lives and what we take for granted.  I think what was the most interesting to me was the fear that these kids didn't have.  If I were blindfolded, I would be walking around incredibly slowing.  Probably crawling even; making sure I didn't bump into anything that would be in my way.  But these kids didn't seem to have that fear at all.  They would block this ball with their body no problem, and find the momentum to throw it without the slightest bit of fear.  And I just admire that greatly. 
Saturday night Ben, Michael, Blake, Shayla and I went to Pizza Hut and Walmart.  Then we all gathered at my house to watch 'Hot Rod' and 'Inception'.  I fell asleep during Inception.  But two and a half movies in a weekend is a pretty great accomplishment for me.  

And I think that is all I have time for for now.  And possibly all you can read before boredom.  So here I will end.  

By the way, if you don't know 'Sticks and Stones' by Dave Barnes, please please look it up.  And if you haven't played the Unicorn Robot game on facebook, don't; because you will get addicted.  And I'm sure we all have more important things to do.  And if you've never had caramel chocolate espressos made by Julie, you should experience one.  Because I will.  Every Sunday.  

To come:  Without Ceasing that happened last Wednesday and a Dave Barnes concert that happened last Thursday night.  By the way.  Those two things made for two great days in a row followed by a Friday where I found out I got an A on my Multivariable Calculus test.  Basically, I've had the best series of days since Wednesday, which has been awesome.  And now, I am really done blogging.