Chicago is a great place to live during the summer. I tried to post my journal entries weekly, but that didn't happen for more than the first few, so I'm compiling them all here for those with nothing better to do with their time than read things I did. Or, you know, when the me of the future needs to remember what went on.

( week one - goals, impressions, whatever )

Dr. Steve Tuck, who I happened to meet at the post-anthro-lecture-dinner I was invited to, was once SCA royalty for Calontir, and fenced left-handed, and various other awesome stuff and that dinner conversation was awesome because of everyone involved and we even talked about Columbus, Indiana and my independent teacher has life-long friends at the ( Read more... )

but first order of business: KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I saw one today. It acted like it was leading me home after a walk to my neighbor's house that i truncated just in time because i realized that last wed might count as this coming-up paycheck, not last week's, thus rendering knocking on their door and disturbing them for it pointless ( Read more... )

so birthday celebration went well. Prime-number age, you are fast approaching ( Read more... )

Natasha's bridal shower was pretty okay. It was kind of cool to just drive somewhere that far away on my own, even if it led to listening to even more Billy Joel (that tape is magical...every time it turns over it starts with a different song than it did last time it started that side...which probably means it's just breaking) It had more games ( Read more... )

the countdown has begun. my objective: to make sure a random phenomenon occurs within the next 46 hours. it's a one-time shot. i've got five wires attached to my chest and a button to push if I succeed. [kinda like a suicide bomber ( Read more... )

i remembered this morning my DL, for whatever dumb reason that i've never been able to understand, had my social security number on it. i feel like if someone malicious ended up with my stuff, which for some reason i don't really believe (i think it's more like socks in a laundry room or rings/earrings on a bus), that's a bad thing. but i don't ( Read more... )

so i can't resist the opportunity to write poetry, right? so reading something concerning our Medicine and Society course during the "reflection seminar" [ooc: major deja vu as i write this, don't know why] was too tempting to pass up, despite the fact that me and death haven't ever so much as glimpsed each other down the street. so, in honor of ( Read more... )

so i left work 22 minutes early today by accident, thinking until i caught sight of my dorm 20 min later that I'd left a little late. WHOOPS. no self, SS isn't at 9:30 until tomorrow, and besides, 10:30 doesn't equal 9:30 anyway. my boss wasn't around and i rarely say goodbye to coworkers when they're talking so I'm wondering how surprising/ ( Read more... )

so i kinda scared some people this morning into going to bed, and i feel kinda bad about it. i guess i shouldn't have excepted them to know that i sometimes need to be TOLD OUTRIGHT to shut up, otherwise i just keep going on and on about weird shit that they don't care about, like killer whales feasting on baby whales while their mothers live on ( Read more... )