It's a mean cold world out there... so bundle up and take a bat!
And Elizabeth was here and it was good!
I became great friends with two traveling men: Tim and "Just Joan." They are actors that aren't acting, but instead are currently traveling around the country from campus to campus selling posters.
Yesterday, in the middle of a blizzard, Dana, Chris and I decided to walk to teh student center to see them, help out, and get a free poster. They were closing up, but told me I could have a poster. I didnt want one, so Chris got one. We then waited out the worst of the blizzard in the lounge overlooking the campus as it drowned in snow. The three of us layed across a bunch of ottomans pushed together in front of a fire place listening to music on their I-pods. My dad called at one point. It went somehting like this:
Dad: So, how's the weather?
Me: Blizzarding. Literally.
Dad: Well if it makes you feel any better, I'm sitting on Atlantic Avenue in Boca (or something like that) drinking a cold beverage and wearing not too much at all.
Me: It doesn't.
Dad: So, how much snow?
Me: On the way here, it was about ankle deep.
Dad: How many inches is that?
Me: I don't know, but it's more now. Its still keeps snowing.
Dad: So... how many inches is that?
Me: I don't have a ruler... I don't know.
Dana: (laughter).
Yesterday, I spilled a bowl of tomato soup all over my lap, sweater, arm and self. As my friends sat around teh table in complete panicked shock, I squeeled a faint "help me..." as the tomato fire burned my flesh. They then helped me. Dana, being the medic she is, poured cold water on my burn. This ensured that my skin would, in fact, not fall off.
Last night was fun. Except for getting to know some people slighlty better than I wish I ever had. Good times ensued after the bad times errupted. I did, however, become prematurly tired.
Today, I discovered that most of my friends are menstruating and cramping at the same time: now. We took to the hallway assuming "the position." Back on floor, legs on wall at an angle, and deep centered breathing, taking care to focus all energy to the abdomen. It was a wonderful experience.
I am now at work at the geology library.
To get to work, I had to walk.
I wad to walk uphill in the snow in sub-zero temparatures.
Mostly, the snow was somewhere between calf and knee height. There were places where the snow was at my hip. Others, yet, at my waist! And I'm pretty tall!
To get home, I will walk uphill in the snow in sub-zero temparatures in the dark.
How, you may ask can I walk uphill BOTH directions?
Syracuse has frozen over.
If Syracuse was Hell, Hell would have frozen over.
and if Hell has frozen over, wouldn't anything be possible?
[Hell (Syracuse) is very hilly.]
I love Syracuse!
I became great friends with two traveling men: Tim and "Just Joan." They are actors that aren't acting, but instead are currently traveling around the country from campus to campus selling posters.
Yesterday, in the middle of a blizzard, Dana, Chris and I decided to walk to teh student center to see them, help out, and get a free poster. They were closing up, but told me I could have a poster. I didnt want one, so Chris got one. We then waited out the worst of the blizzard in the lounge overlooking the campus as it drowned in snow. The three of us layed across a bunch of ottomans pushed together in front of a fire place listening to music on their I-pods. My dad called at one point. It went somehting like this:
Dad: So, how's the weather?
Me: Blizzarding. Literally.
Dad: Well if it makes you feel any better, I'm sitting on Atlantic Avenue in Boca (or something like that) drinking a cold beverage and wearing not too much at all.
Me: It doesn't.
Dad: So, how much snow?
Me: On the way here, it was about ankle deep.
Dad: How many inches is that?
Me: I don't know, but it's more now. Its still keeps snowing.
Dad: So... how many inches is that?
Me: I don't have a ruler... I don't know.
Dana: (laughter).
Yesterday, I spilled a bowl of tomato soup all over my lap, sweater, arm and self. As my friends sat around teh table in complete panicked shock, I squeeled a faint "help me..." as the tomato fire burned my flesh. They then helped me. Dana, being the medic she is, poured cold water on my burn. This ensured that my skin would, in fact, not fall off.
Last night was fun. Except for getting to know some people slighlty better than I wish I ever had. Good times ensued after the bad times errupted. I did, however, become prematurly tired.
Today, I discovered that most of my friends are menstruating and cramping at the same time: now. We took to the hallway assuming "the position." Back on floor, legs on wall at an angle, and deep centered breathing, taking care to focus all energy to the abdomen. It was a wonderful experience.
I am now at work at the geology library.
To get to work, I had to walk.
I wad to walk uphill in the snow in sub-zero temparatures.
Mostly, the snow was somewhere between calf and knee height. There were places where the snow was at my hip. Others, yet, at my waist! And I'm pretty tall!
To get home, I will walk uphill in the snow in sub-zero temparatures in the dark.
How, you may ask can I walk uphill BOTH directions?
Syracuse has frozen over.
If Syracuse was Hell, Hell would have frozen over.
and if Hell has frozen over, wouldn't anything be possible?
[Hell (Syracuse) is very hilly.]
I love Syracuse!