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I rock... [17 May 2008|10:40pm]
Today I:

Had a conversation with the lead singer of Warrant, got in tight with the Naked Beggars (and was promised free stuff when they return as Cinderella), got to hear "Peaches" by the Presidents performed live, and was personally invited by Mark Slaughter to hang out backstage during the Warrant concert.

Not too shabby...
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[06 Nov 2006|03:08pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

People seem to be missing the point today. Or maybe there's just something wrong with me.

We talked about (technically, were lectured on) the Wolf book in Cultural today. I was the only person who had any idea who Wolf was and what his book was about and since Yuklayen thinks I'm a grad student, I wasn't allowed to say anything. Nevertheless, I think he completely missed the point of the book. Yes, he did bring up some good points that were discussed in the book, but he completely neglected to even touch on some of  the overall messages Wolf was trying to make. Previous to all that was an argument on the death penalty, which i won't even go into.

Then I talked to my mom and she just has no idea what is going on in anyone's reality but her own.

Then I went to my English discussion and we got into the debate of morals vs. art (while discussing Chaucer) and my TAs prime example was hip-hop. Yes, hip-hop is a good example, but not the best one and definately not the only one. And I think that using hip-hop as pretty much the only example completely sidetracked us from the actual argument.

Life is frustrating. People are frustrating. And I think I'm going to kill someone if I don't get a damn decent cup of coffee in the immediate future.

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[06 Oct 2006|05:35pm]
Figured I'd post an aliveness message. I'm off to do laundry and study. The best part is the laundry will be free, the place will be quiet and everything will be peaceful.

It is a beautiful outside. Yay! for beautiful days. Methinks I will sit on the porch swings while I study.
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[15 Sep 2006|01:40am]
so i'm sitting here thinking that I have a million things I should be doing, but I could just go to sleep and do them tomorrow, but I have a million things I could be doing and why don't I just get up and do something. And then I wonder why I'm having this argument with myself when I don't actually have anything due tomorrow...

there is also a poem crashing into the concrete wall that is my brain, but it's just not getting through...

... therefore i think i will go to sleep.

yay! me! 


on another note, dinner tonight was lots of fun. coffee was also fun. and i need to buy batteries.

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[13 Sep 2006|05:00pm]
Sometimes anthropology makes me want to bang my head against a wall. It makes me feel so intelligent and so ignorant all at the same time. Some of the things we are studying (mainly in Cultural) are so... misrepresented, I guess would be the word. One of the articles I am reading basically implies that Europe had no contact with Asia until about the 15th century. They're right next to each other! I realize they didn't have the transportation nor communication systems that we have today, but can anyone honestly say that in ancient times people were not in the least bit curious about peoples other than their own? Can anyone actually look at me with a straight face and tell me that prehistoric people and societies were completely static and unchanging? And that's not to mention the archaeological evidence. If Europe and Asia had little to no contact with each other until about the 15th century AD, then how the hell did a piece of chinese silk end up in a Celtic grave in France in about 600 BC? This isn't saying that some Celtic guy went all the way over to China, but it does show that there was interaction, there was movement.

The other brain-damaging issue I'm having at the moment is the switching between Cultural and Ethnohistory. You would think they would coincide, but they seem to be conflicting more often than not. I don't care what Dr. Etheridge says about not binding people, as humans we have to categorize, we have to label, there's really no way that we can't. I'm not saying I don't believe in interconnectedness, I do, read the previous paragraph, but we have to categorize, we have to otherize (in the beginning, at least), else our brains would explode from the immediate onset of an over-expanse of knowledge. If someone is going to take a class on the Navajo, you can, in the class or your own research, discuss the numerous, numerous ways in which the Navajo are connected to the wide world and always have been, but know where to start, you must first categorize them as the Navajo. And, on top of all of this, a fact that I felt was well pointed out in Cultural today, how can you not otherize people when they otherize themselves? How can you deem that there is no such thing as culture, no such things as society or tradition, when people categorize themselves by these things. I'm not saying that things like culture and tradition don't change, because the entire world is in a constant state of change, I'm just saying that they exist.

Now Archaeology? Archaeology I understand; archaeology I get. Dig in the dirt, find cool stuff, track the progression of earlier societies through their material goods, write papers. Fun and, for the most part, simplistic in theory. Thus the reason I am going to be an archaeologist and not a cultural anthropologist. That, and I prefer dead people over living - they don't get angry when I want to mess with their stuff or dig through their trash.

As a side note, I was talking with Yukleyen after class, and apparently most of the people in Cultural have not taken 101. Which might explain why when Yukleyen actually had to point out this morning that languages change because people change, I wanted to smack someone.

Also, I hate Geology. I like rocks, but I hate Geology.

The world is a 4-dimensional jigsaw puzzle and even if I lived forever, I don't think there will ever be enough time to acquire all of the knowledge I would need to put it together by myself.
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i'm copy-catting jonathan :) [08 Sep 2006|02:31pm]
My Interests Collage!Collapse )
Create your own! Originally Written By ga_woo, Hosted and ReWritten by darkman424

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wow, three posts in one day.... [08 Sep 2006|01:21am]
[ mood | smeepy ]

So I'm making a scrying bowl as a gift for someone and i'm trying to think of something to write around the rim, but the only thing that keeps coming to mind is: "Eye of Thundera! Give me sight beyond sight!"

...perhaps it's bedtime.

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[07 Sep 2006|03:43pm]

1 loaf of bread: $1.25

1 hammer: $1.00

1 glass bowl: $0.97

Dinner and entertainment: priceless

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[07 Sep 2006|02:29pm]
[ mood | cheerful ]

I had this conversation with Jessica earlier, but I still felt the need to post it.

... Due to the fact that I honestly can't even keep the days straight, I am concerned about what if it all starts to run together. What if I'm trying to write an essay for an exam and suddenly I begin writing about Greek sculptures that were found in the Pacific Ring of Fire by cultural anthropologists who were there studying the thought processes of native indians as they tried to write a business charter.

... maybe I would at least get points for creativity :)

On another note, I have the Fields of Athenry stuck in my head. Very odd.

And now, I'm off to buy a hammer.

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[31 Aug 2006|01:31am]
Yay! for big sentences!

"Boardman also believes that the kouros figure may have been an early manifestation of the later Greek attitude towards generalizing the concept of the ideal young man."

... homework is fun :)
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[19 Aug 2006|06:46pm]
Yay! I'm in Oxford.

More later.

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[12 Aug 2006|04:25am]
God, I hate sleeping!
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[22 Jun 2006|01:32am]
an alcoholic brother and a suicidal sister-in-law, both so consumed in their own problems that they're not paying any attention to the three year old on the couch. And all he can do is keep telling me that "daddy is talking and mommy is crying" because he has no idea how to handle it. And I have no clue what to do other than hold him and tell him it's going to be okay and that no matter what, aunt beth loves him.

we watched Chicken Little and played with cars. At one point my s.i.l. came in the room saying that my brother was going to cheat on her and then walk out on her and that it wasn't going to happen that way. I have no idea of the situation now, I left after the kid went to sleep.

My brother is turning 25 today. And I am going out on the balcony to drink.
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pictoral update [13 Jun 2006|02:24pm]
[ mood | happy/silly ]

The baby fish. There are 11 of them. We're afraid the swordtail is also pregnant, which could be disastrous...

So far, all of the fish are still alive, which is much better than we were expecting :)

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Fry [10 Jun 2006|12:32am]

The Black Molly (nicknamed The Pirate Fish) had her babies! So we have 9-11 new Mollys (it's hard to take an accurate count). They're so tiny!

Anyway, this is the fish I claim as my own, so I take special pride in our new fish babies :)
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the insanity continues... [06 Jun 2006|06:10pm]

So my aunt, who had the stroke... She was in the hospital. She has lost her sight, and the doctors also told her that her kidneys are starting to fail (she has very bad diabetes) and she's going to have to start dialysis.  So what happens next?...

She's gone AWOL

Family is insane. I'm becoming an orphan.
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Ransom Note Poetry Project [06 Jun 2006|04:02pm]
I'm reposting this for a friend. Everyone please participate. Even if you think you have nothing worth adding, just go for it :)

The ‘Ransom’ Note Poetry Project

What is it? ‘Ransom’ note poetry is a way in which to be creative using songs. It is easy and a fun thing to do.

How do I do it? Think about 4 or 5 songs you like and pick out some of the lyrics. Arrange them into a short poem or story. The point is to use snippets of songs and to use as little connective tissue as possible. I myself used a play list that someone else made for me. Try to use a play list already in existence of your own, one of your friend’s play lists, or a movie soundtrack. Please include a title and a play list, see example following. If you could also include how you heard of this project it would be very helpful.

Why? I have been nominated a Poetry Ambassador this year by the International Library of Poetry. Therefore I am conducting a study for a statistical project, to not only inspire the act of writing poetry, but also to track my effectiveness. I’m trying to predict how many responses I will get. I will be mapping and documenting all the information I receive. I will be analyzing the data in one month (7-5-06) and in three months (9-5-06). I know that people ask you to send internet chain letters all the time, I am asking you to forward this to everyone you know as part of an experiment. Please help me conduct this study. Your work will not be published, it will not find it’s way on to the internet in any form. It will be recorded and kept in the study under a participation number.

Come up with your own ransom note poem and forward it to me at ransomnotepoetry@yahoo.com

Thank you for taking the time to participate and forward this to everyone you know. Please also consider posting it on bulletin board, real or cyber. Blog rings, or on-line journals. Your help is very appreciated.


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[26 May 2006|12:43am]

ye gods, I am still alive. Let's proclaim it a miracle and call it a day.


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[13 May 2006|06:58pm]
It is... 7 o'clock.

I have to clean out my car, pack up my very unpacked room, and attempt to deal with the emotions that change brings.

On an up note, I have decided that I should have a purple braid in my hair for the rest of my life. I like it, it's very me.

... oh, I can see it now- 70 years old, working on a dig (because, by god, you know i will be), annoying all of the grad students, and a purple braid in my gray hair.

Congratulations to all of the graduates today. You all looked so spiffy in your black dresses :)

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

There is glitter all over my backseat. I have no idea why.

I meant to mention that I am willing to accept copies of pictures taken today. I'm also willing to give out copies of the ones I took, but you all had better cameras than I :)

...Did I also mention that I'm leaving tomorrow and I have nowhere to live?
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slight procrastination [09 May 2006|10:02pm]

Quotes of the Semester Collapse )
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