Random topics again, mostly talk of geese and the girls.12:39 a.m. - 2004-03-06
Hi again, guys! I'm feeling rather lonely tonight. Something about coming home to a quiet, still night always makes me feel a bit lonely. But, this entry won't be on that (all together now: "Yea!")
In fact, I feel rather like a random entry today. At least, as random as I get.
So, the UMSL campus has a lot of Canadian geese. Not like, 'the plague of the geese', but you often see a few throughout the day, sitting about. They are generally quite placid, and don't seem to mind people being quite close to them, so I imagine that some of them are around campus quite a bit, to be so jaded. The other day, I was going into Clark for my trig class, and I noticed quite a few people standing around talking and laughing. I figured I just must have arrived at a different time than usual, and headed to the door. For some reason, possibly a movement I saw out of the corner of my eye, I looked up, and saw a goose, staring down at me indignantly, less than 18 inches from my face. I jumped, as many people probably would when faced with such an unexpected image, and was very glad that I was short, for once. The goose was just lying up there, a little bit off the edge of the overcropping above the doors, and staring at us, like, "What the hell are you doing around MY perch?" It was amusing for everyone in my trig class... some of the taller fellows (who says fellow anymore?) said that the goose had actually pecked at their heads.
It has been really rainy lately. Or else really beautiful. I could live with that, if it weren't for the mud. I hate mud.
I am horrified by the thought that someone would try to amend the Constitution to deny gay people the right to marry. That is so unbelievably unconstitutional, that I almost find it inconceivable. Enough to be extremely repetitive.
This week wasn't as bad as expected, school-wise, but 3 of my 4 tests this week were delayed to Monday or Tuesday, so it wasn't much of a break, really. I would have loved to just get some of it over with already.
Je suis tres ennuyeuse. Tres, tres ennuyeuse. (Deux "midterms" est en francais.)
Oh, you want to hear something dull about the girls? They deserve another line, since I started talking about them recently, and they feel kind of left out. When I was fifteen, prompted by a conversation about men naming their willies, I named mine. With help, of course (girls talk about a lot with friends. Just FYI, if you aren't a girl). What are their names? Lila and Lola. E'er so creative, non? Yeah, I am the queen of creativity.
Anyway, au revoir. I really need to take out the contacts and go to bed. Nighty night!
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