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  • 31 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    Yay! I went to North Carolina for Christmas! It was an awesome trip, in which I learned many things:
    1. Living with older people is much, much different than just visiting for the afternoon.
    2. Being in the South, especially with aforementioned people, made me uncomfortably aware of the role my gender plays in my social and family status. I was chastised for wearing jeans for the family dinner on Christmas day, and instructed to go put on a dress.
    3. In addition, Matt was the only one encouraged to drive the entire time we were there; indeed, the only one whose ability to drive was even acknowledged.
    4. My brother-in-law is awesome.
    5. If you are staying in the unoccupied house of your grandparent-in-laws' neighbors, it is a guarantee that many things in their house will break.
    6. I love Southern food! HUSH PUPPIES!!!!
    7. Having the thermostat at 55 is much different than having it at 70. Extra blankets, anyone?

    I also decided to return the ipod mini that my gp's gave me for Christmas. It is a really, really fun toy, but the giftcard they gave me could and will be much more practically spent.

    I MISS CA PEOPLE!!! I love you guys!

    19 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    So, I have my wallet. Jack-In-The-Box called; they had mysteriously "found" the wallet 5 days after it was missing, and called my apartment manager because that number was on my little apartment i.d. I rejoiced when the manager called me; how wonderful it would be to have my driver's license once again!

    when I arrived at jack, they handed me my wallet. I unzipped it find two receipts and my apartment i.d., and a picture of my nephews. No credit cars, no driver's license or Social Security card.


    GGGGGRRRRRRRAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I don't even care about the credit cards!!!!! All I wanted was my driver's license. Blast.

    18 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    I have a new screen name!!!
    Like a week ago, my mom suddenly decided to switch away from aol, leaving horsejeni in the dust. I didn't mind all that much, except I never got the chance to save my buddy list or whatnot. anyway, after I system restored my computer (which is working now, by the way!) I changed it.

    the new name is:

    Chordate4Christ

    16 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    So yesterday I went to Jack-In-The-Box for breakfast with Lacey. I bought my sandwich, ate it, then drove with her over to Whitworth. We said hello to Dr. Mike, printed some stuff off in the library, then drove to Pleasant Blends to study. I took off my jacket and it occurred to me:

    Where is my wallet?

    I immediately drove to Jack, where they were like, "Um, I don't know." Then I scoured the science building but to no avail. I also cleared out Lacey's car 3 times.

    Here's my theory: I think it was taken at Jack. And I think it was taken by an employee. When I called later that day, one of the employees got all huffy and was like, "Yeah, I saw the wallet. But I don't know where it is. Someone probably took it."

    Grrr... The main problem is not money, since I cancelled my bank cards, but is that ALL OF MY IDENTIFICATION is in there. I need to get on a plane on Monday. Problem? Yes, Iago.

    Blast, Blast, and triple Blast.

    09 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    In the past few days there has been an accumulation of snow. Today, it was 40 and rained all day, creating what I call the "winter slushyland". Blech.

    Why do Spokane drivers go ten miles under the speed limit until the road is a solid sheet of ice and snow, then go ten miles over the speed limit?

    Back to homework.

    02 December 2004
    0 pathogens detected
    Alright, so I know Matt posted this on his blog last january, but i just found it and remembered how hilarious it was. This was the "first draft" of a paper for human ecology that he wrote. The subject of the paper was reasons for population growth:

    There are a lot of people in the world. Humans have been reproducing for as long as they have been on this earth. Reproducing results in children. When these children grow up they turn into humans just like the humans who produced them. At this point the children, who are now humans, reproduce creating more children which will eventually become humans. Eventually these humans will die, but that is a different story. Actually, it’s the same story, but it’s written on the back of the page. When humans die they become detritus. Some lucky people even become humus, but like I said, that’s a different story. The story we are on now is actually the same story, but written on the front of the page. And it’s in a different language. The language of love. And ecology. People generally do not love ecology because it is science and people have a natural and well founded fear and hatred of science. At this point it is important to differentiate between people and humans. It has been proven that people are always humans, but humans are not always people, unless they were once children, in which case they are no longer children anymore, unless they were just recently born, or produced. When two humans make children, that is called ‘producing’. When their children become humans, or alternatively people depending on the latitude, and make new children, that is called ‘reproducing’. The next generation is called ‘threeproducing’ and so on and so on. At this point it becomes important to know the difference between ketchup and catsup. Contrary to popular belief, catsup contains very little raw feline material. And this lack of feline material is what has led to population growth.

    Yep, he's mine!