*stares* :D


Lithium commission

Did my usual two cleaning gigs on Friday and then a bit of shopping in the Castro. Met up with a British couple who are friends of DS's brother. They will be staying the weekend in our second condo next door. I gave them the keys so they can get in and told them some nice places to check out around the City.

Took this picture right before heading home. Was sitting down going through my things when I noticed the F-Line headlight shining directly on me. It takes me awhile to get used to it getting darker earlier this time of year. I hate that it is already dark right when I get off work.

11.13.09

The magic word for Thursday was CRAZY. I was at home watching "Psycho Beach Party" when a neighbor knocked on the door and said a homeless guy was throwing trash over the fence into our parking area. So I looked out the window and yelled at the guy to stop or else I would call the police. He looked up at me and muttered something unintelligible back at me.

I watched him for a bit. He was wandering back and forth between the gas station and the front door of our condo building. He had sat up a little area between the two buildings with a bicycle that he kept taking apart and putting back together and several backpacks. I watched him throw some paper over the fence and hollered at him one more time.

About two hours later, another neighbor came to the door and said that the man was now banging on the windows to our front lobby and hitting the door with a board. I decided it was time to call the police.

So the boys in blue showed up and chased the nut away. He came back one more time and they were right behind him chasing him off again.

11.12.09

Godard's Week-end really does leave itself open to a bevy of pretentious freshman games.

The first page is blank, drawing attention to the artificial creation of demand and the expectation that created demand means that the demand will be satisfied.

Then, there's a ritualized paper, devoid of meaning- Thesis, Supporting Argument x3, Conclusion.

The title is "Godard's - Marxism - Weekend" repeated several times.

The first page and a half is nothing but erotic metaphors and sexually-charged words describing Marx's theories.

The word "spectacle" has been replaced by a flashing French flag.

The quote "I am here to proclaim to these modern times the end of the grammatical era and the beginning of an age of flamboyance in every field" has had its vowels removed and replaced with icons of lilies.

The footnotes include a detailed set of instructions for printing the paper.

There's a tangent on the true cost of writing the paper.

The professor is invited to participate in the production of the sentence: "The oppressed-"

More ideas? This is only going to work if it's absolutely absurd.

And yes, I've submitted a real copy of the paper. I don't hate my grade that much. I'm just sleep-deprived.

i wish i had a boyfriend

say it three times and click your heels

in the unlikely event that he does not appear you can binge on discount bags of leftover mini-Mars bars from Halloween

i just eat a whole bag pondering a failed love interest link-up that recently dissolved into oblivion

someone i had desired since 2002 recently became single and after a week long internet exchange we met at a do and it rather unexpectedly went bad. this person turned out to not be my cup of tea after all, so now I'm wallowing/despairing in sadness and disappointment, sexually this would have been the perfect match, but sadly it was not meant to be

it's amazing how something as simple as a bag of tiny Mars bar minis can assuage the pain, food is good i tell you, food is good

ciao

My new roommate has interesting things. I want one that warns of masturbation.

One more racist comment, and then I promise I'm done for the day.

Stupid Native American culture fest on campus has forced me to look up the spelling of "ululating."

I can't tell whether they're singing "The Happy Sun Song" or "The Trail of Tears Song" or the "I Got Fucked By Grandmother Porcupine Song."

They won't stop.

And the drums. Constant drumming. Accompanied by the rhythmic sounds of /headdesk echoing through the library. There's no escape.

On the bright side, it's put me in the perfect mood to write my New Wave paper.

I got my lucky INK done by my roommate Gauge.



:::happy dance:::

Pitfalls of having English as a second language: Being informed by your roomie you don't have a "Cooter" So what do I say when i go wash my naughty bits? I've been saying that for years! :)

No, really.

I've been stuck on the train for the past few hours as they tried to extricate the truck from the train car. It hit right under my window, but of course I was reading and didn't see it till I heard the metal ripping and my window falling out.

Three people claimed to have whiplash. All of them were joking about it before the police/fire department/ambulances arrived. It's weird how the truck hit the only three black people on the train and no one else. Chevrolet is clearly racist.

i called my doctor today to clear up some confusion in my own head

apparently the h1n1 is presently only being given out to high risk peeps, the elderly, preggo womans and the like

but apparently the h1n1 will be given out by possibly as early as next week to ontari-ario-ites so i told my doctors office to book me the first available opportunity next week if it comes to us by next week

i'm not taking any chances, after surviving sars i know that in life you do not get 9 lives like cats but only 1 or 2 chances LOL. i avoided sars but this h1n1 seems more viralent deadly and scary, at least this is the impression i'm getting from the various media outlets

now as far as the general flu shot itself goes, apparently the average joe can't get it in Ontario just yet unless in the high-risk groups, but the average joe will be able to get it not until January - the rule being the over 65-year-olds and over can get it now but the under 65-year-olds have to wait until January

so that is what i found out today, it was my lunchtime info gather project for the sunny and fab Friday, November the 13th 2009

tgif!

tgif;-)

ciao:-)

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8358083.stm

just another regular San Francisco Thursday afternoon.