demasiado

Things this semester:
-writing... too much of it
-cooking (crab cakes!)
-snowboarding
-coed IM bowling w/ Mattiez&Jeffy, w00tw00t
-hitting the gym 3x a week (Anniez and I are awesome)
-tootering
-making friendship bracelets
-Engage Scripture reading (eh... only 2 days behind)
-eating 3 Musketeers mint bars
-OUTINGS (anyone for Shaw's Nature Reserve? Elephant Rocks? Johnson's Shut-ins? Meramec River canoeing/spelunking? MOBOT? Carlyle Lake? Busch Wildlife? Zoo? Grant's Farm?)
-finding a new pet (cockroach or flower preferred, but select other things acceptable as well)
-ARMOURYing it up (w/ a kickin' new logo... which is still to be determined...)
-evolving into Kricketune... j/k...
-finding a FREAKING doppelgänger :( someone in my acting class has Hilary Swank as hers! jealous.
-reading lots and lots and lots and lots of stories (maybe yours even!)
-not being a weenie

(As an act of defiance against my lactose intolerance, I will eat yoghurt every day.)

Byebye Baby

I told the true life story of my pet cockroach today in Fiction Writing class and now I think everyone thinks I'm a freak. I don't care.



Miss you Melba.

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ugh... 10:00 is not my finest hour.

BODYCHECK

-Urbana (check)
-run (check... sortof...)
-snowboard (check, ample evidence of this on my ribcage, left hip, knees, and other unmentionables)
-shooting range (BOOM! headshot. But apparently that's not a good thing at the range.)
-see my favs people (yayyy)
-eat Teh Numms (... heh heh... the gut speaks for itself)
-not double my body weight (check, I guess xD)
-Chicago (check!)
-bowl (check x 3)
-movies (THE PRINCESS AND THE FROG!!)
-cook (chyeeaaaaa babay)
-study for FM exam ( :( )
-keep room tidy ( -___- )
-"figure crap out" (only some of the crap :\ )

Mayyyybeez best break of college so far :D

Latin-based graphemes that don't represent variables?

Hmm, Webstac currently tells me that I am taking Math 494, Microecon, Hispanic Linguistics, Spanish American Lit I, Acting I, and Fiction Writing I. A little scary... too much of the qualitative and not enough quantitative. Hopefully studying for that actuary exam will even things up. Reallllly wanted to take Exemplarity and Chivalric Fiction in 14th-century Spain but 3 straight hours of español would definitely fry my brains beyond recognition.

I dreamed in Spanish. I don't remember too many of the details but I do recall cursing in Spanish... someone pissed me off and I screamed "¡Hijo de tu puta madre! ¡¡Mierda!!" after them. Then I muttered "putas chingadas" at a gaggle of prostitots strutting around in the mall wearing their matching leggings and Uggs, slurping their weak-fisted Starbucks. Aside: If I ever mutter a Spanish phrase near you... it's probably not nice... unless I'm in your car pretending I'm a GPS and I say "A la izquierda" or "A la derecha," at which points you should turn left and right, respectively.

This was a pretty pointless post. I'm down with that.

You came to take us - all things go, all things go

Gonna be here til Sunday.

I lived there for a year but that was a long time ago... haven't properly revisited it yet.

Adventure time! Wish me luck. :)



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So, we hung out in the 'burbs à la Annie and Alex. No big city escapades... but I've always been of the belief that the people you're with make for far better adventures than places. Adventure time success!

(I'll upload pics to teh Bookface when I feel like it... )



(Jeffy at Jin's parents' restaurant in Peoria)



(Joy Yee's in Naperville, finally!)



(Xiao Ding Dang buns in Mitsuwa Japanese market)



(Elmo, Mario, Game Over goomba, Sonic... I like the color scheme going on here heehee)



(The happy couple at Portillo's)



(big Pocky)


It's been a pretty good winter break. :)

Tomfoolery and Ballyhoo

So at 11:30 p.m. on Saturday, January 2, 2010, the Lilbro and I get this great idea to start on the gingerbread house kit that's been sitting mysteriously on the kitchen floor (you could say we were filled with Christmas mirth and Diet Coke). I guess this unerring sense of time is a genetic thing we share...


So we enlisted the help of this enthusiastic creature -



and Michael struggled with following the instructions.



Meanwhile, the Bobeface was of no help...



so, as always, to get the job done right, I had to do it myself.

(Everything that looks messy is Michael's doing, and the only thing I accomplished was making painstakingly straight lines of icing which he promptly mashed up. The house is still unfinished as you can see. Also, I had wanted to do a different color scheme entirely... all in all, I think the end result is becoming a weird combination of him haphazardly placing colors, and me meticulously replicating his random scheme on the other side of the house to preserve perfect symmetry.)


Okay, so I'm a little bossy. After all those months of changing that kid's diapers when he was a baby, I think I've earned the right to be. Sigh... oh the joys of being the jie jie...


(At least when he was younger we got to make him do stuff like this: )