Tuesday, October 12, 2004

CHU!
Well ... today went well! I had a wonderful time! And I'm getting contacts ... soon ... eventually ... right ...

Yesterday sucked though, cuz I was sick again and I didn't get to go to Borders.
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A Treatise on Farm Help
I have no clue what a treatise is. It just sounds better than “Farm Help I Have Known.” Names are abbreviated because I’m tired and lazy and I can’t really use their real names …

1) Sam and the Asian guys: Sam was the only one who spoke English, and I’m not entirely sure his name was Sam. He and the others were hired through an agency, and –get this- they actually worked. Like, they weed, and picked, and didn’t lie about their hours! Then, they went elsewhere, probably because they learned English. As a result of their time, the farm started growing Asian vegetables, and they told their friends, and voila! Tons of new business. They were probably the best non-family farm help

2) E: E wasn’t too bad. He lived in a trailer, not on the property, with his mentally retarded girlfriend. (He was also on meds for something.) They worked too, and even showed up most of the time. Then E and his girlfriend moved to Maine to commune with nature, as they had been planning for years.

3) That Scary Lady: She wanted to work under the counter and barefoot. She was one of those commune with nature people. She didn’t last long because she was like, too old to try that kind of thing for an extended amount of time.

^Those were the former group, before Sam and Co. left. They weren’t worthless.

4) H: H lives in a trailer in the backyard. (Thank God they made him move the trailer out of sight from the road.) H is just odd. The man lives in a trailer in the backyard, okay? I mean, sure, the apartment won’t let him keep his dog, but there must be other places than the employer’s backyard. (It is legal for farm help, by the way.) And he seems to think he’s there more than he is, too.

5) S: Ooh, what a character. S doesn’t usually show up. Especially on Mondays. On Mondays, she needed to talk to her doctor about her medication. Which makes the public think that whatever fun prescription makes her way too peppy during the week doesn’t mix well with whatever she was doing over the weekend. Recently, she dropped off the face of the earth, not even having grabbed her check, and no one can find her. I’m voting for detox.

6) K: K is the girl on the bus who only takes it because her boyfriend is on it. When she needed to go waitressing somewhere else, she disappears.

7) P: No real complaints. I barely know him. I hate his haircut.

8) R: R is in eighth grade. His big brother does not have a job or a girlfriend. So his mother decided to show up the brother by having R have a job and a girlfriend. R is a shrimp. My aunt and I had a wonderful time making him lift things. (We’re both much stronger than this kid, but it’s like, he wasn’t really wanted or needed, so she was trying to scare him off by making him lift things, and I was sick, so I got a kick out of it.)

9) Moose: I hate Moose.

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Sunday, October 10, 2004

The Ew Continues
I only feel somewhat better enough that I can eat.

So, once again, I read far below my level, which is infuriating, because it means that I can't real Mists of Avalon until I feel better. I was really getting into that. I mean, Chasing Vermeer isn't that bad, but only because I absolutely adore Vermeer.

Vermeer is so my favorite painter. His people look so much more real than others, because he painted real people (rather than pretty young women dressed up to look like nobility, he painted a milkmaid pouring out milk into a pan). He has to have been the most ingenious Renaissance painter as far as lighting goes, and the fact that the same articles of furniture and clothing pop up in multiple painting really makes you think about the way a painter who produced so few paintings had to have lived. Seriously? Girl with a Pearl Earring is a fantasic book and the movie doesn't disappoint. I can't help but feel like he had to have intimately known all the people he painted.

Except Lady with a Red Hat. I hate that one. But the milkmaid, woman with scales, girl with a pearl earrring ... those are so amazing. (I'm guessing at the names ... I don't know them well, but I recognize them instantly as Vermeers.)

Okay, now that I'm done ...

Why am I watching Halloweentown High? It must be leftover reaction from 2 hours of politicians and 4 hours of the Gilmore Girls.

Okay ... instead of going to the bookstore, where I could have gotten a 25% discount because it's a teacher appreciation weekend and Daddy's a teacher, we got all intense about covering the pool, so we have to go tomorrow. I'm not too bummed about the discount, because it's worth an extra $5 to not have my selections reviewed by Daddy ...
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Saturday, October 9, 2004

Ew.
I feel like crap.

I spent the whole day watching Gilmore Girls. No joke.

Except the part when I watched the debate I taped last night. And Yu-Gi-Oh!

And I feel like crap.

I was forced to watch Hidalgo again. Reading at my reading level hurts my head today. I had to read about 4 levels below it.

And I feel like crap.
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Friday, October 8, 2004

Did you guys see the Red Sox game? YAY FOR ORTIZ!

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I'm awake at last!
I finally got enough sleep last night, since I could sleep in because there was no school!

I got to spend my whole day gabbing on the phone, watching Gilmore Girls, IY, and WR, and at my lesson! It was so wonderfully lazy!

Except for the part where I went in for my mother at work so she could get ready for the Columbus Day weekend thing we do at the farm, but since it was really slow, my aunt kicked me down to the greenhouse to clean gourds rather than send me home since there was nothing for me to do. I got realy dirty and disgusting, and I still hav dirt all over me.

My brother's sick. Ew.
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Thursday, October 7, 2004

*whiny noise of ... whinyness*
I am so tired, but I did nothing all day. Seriously.

Nothing at all taxing happened at school today, in part because my teachers suck and in part because they were all up till 2 am watching the Sox game.

After school, my friend who's really stressed out dragged me with her to say hi to her old history teacher, which lead to us having a half hour conversation with him and my science teacher, since my friend does reiki with this teacher (she's all very mother-earth-goddess and so forth, for all that she's very excitable). That was actually kind of nice. Then I went to tech thing, was late for work, had to kidnap my sister from her psychotic clarinet teacher, and got to go home and eat and tell my other friend on the phone how wonderful she is so she doesn't do something stupid as a result of not getting a speaking role in the play (financial trouble - her mother said she'll pay for it if she gets a speaking role, but she didn't).

And now I'm here, fighting with the computer, and really, it's my fault I'm tired, since I really don't have to still be up.

And there's not school tomorrow! Teacher meetings! Then Columbus Day off! FOUR DAY WEEKEND!

And here's my school spirit for the year:

And good luck to the KP marching band and color guard, as they go to NJ this weekend! Knock 'em dead!
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Wednesday, October 6, 2004

To quote a dear friend (*smilegrin* I hate you, Rachel!), "I'm winning at life!"
Why am I winning?

While Carly and I fought with our calculators to learn how to use such beautiful functions as these "window size" and "trace" and "abs()" and "inf()" inovations, my teacher was recapping how to graph absolute value equations. Well, it's been two years since I bothered to do this and Carly and I were occupied figuring out how to make a calculator do it for us, so I completely missed this, and angsted over that, Moose's impending death, and the fact that I might have had to miss tomorrow's tech info meeting all through work.

Then, I realized that by using the calculator, the wondrous formula that is y=a|x-h|+k, and my prior knowledge of the y=mx+b formula, I could not only graph them by hand like I was supposed to, but I could do it more easily than I had in 8th grade! Not only that, but I figured out a whole bunch of cool stuff on my calculator in the process!

God, I love math! And my TI83!

This was exciting for me.

On top of that, I didn't see Moose, so I lost the urge to kick him, I hit a target in archery, I can go to the tech info meeting, I watched NCIS and I'm winning at life!

YAY!
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Tuesday, October 5, 2004

*thunk* (the sound of bag being dropped violently on the floor)
Okay. Who in the world wants to be called "Moose"?

I only ask this because I feel I should understand this before I render him unable to walk, never mind act in a play or play hockey.

If he skips work one more time, forcing me to lose my only Me-Day, the day on which I do not have sectionals, lessons, or work, my blessed Tuesday! More specifically, my Watch the Neon Genesis Evangelion Volume the Library Bothered to Send Me Day!

I hate you, Moose.

End of story about the day I spent sitting in the cold, thanks to Moose, when I could have watched NGE. In the end, I had to watch NGE instead of NCIS, which I had to tape. A new question, thanks to Moose, when will I watch NCIS?

To actually end the story, I don't like you, Moose.
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Monday, October 4, 2004

*whack*
Oh God. The other bassoonist came in crying and had a rotten day and refused to play solos or much at all and I think I'll just avoid her for a while.

It made sectionals really hard today, especially since it was a self-run sectional today.

Today was pretty much dedicated to band, the only class I enjoy anymore. How sad.

I need to rot my mind in preparation for a history quiz on the wondrous Industrial Revolution.
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