Friday, April 14, 2006

nicotine in my ramen

As I go from class to class I keep this fat red backpack chugging along behind me in very desolate hallways. Absolutely empty hallways would be nice seeing as I pedal a mobile public disturbance behind me. People don't realize the Or not nice at all. It messes with our concepts of order and public formalities(really I could run off with this one, just had anthro today). You just don't carry around such a rickety thing.

You want to know the sick thing about it? I like it. I actually like watching people try to act caus when they have to listen to this piece of junk groan on wheels. I like it. Who can understand how much money I'm saving? It's like 60 bucks for a good one. *laughs* It's wonderful for an instant maniacial high in the right circumstances.

So okay. I've got this thing. With ramen. Beef Ramen actually. It's not very healthy but it's soo easy to make and tastes considerably good. I've started this craze thing about it. I walked over to my roomate and said, "yeah this is my third bowl today." It's never worn out and now since it's so unbelievably cheap I am in love all over again. But why the heck do I crave it?

It's not normal. I'll take it over anyone's cooking.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

the evening sirens

If I make it through this last month it shall be proclaimed as a miracle. I am more than ready for a break and a change of pace. I'm getting weary of kissing the arses of one or two of my proffessors. I can't always meet the amorphus academic expectations. Jeez. It's killing me.

I shouldn't say things like that, come to think of it. One of my classmates has just fallen off the earth, and I worry. What reason do I have to not worry when someone just abruptly disappears after they mention losing focus in school, and discord in the family. I don't know the severity of the situation but I do know he's living on his own but... I returned the call too late. His cell phone is out of service, his land line is disconnected. I'm fishing for a possible email address. I don't know what to think. I don't...

It's the type of world we live in. Urgent. Everything is so urgent that we can never know the urgency before it happens. The weight of my words or the importances of quick response. How soon must I be? There is no policy on anyone's return.

I never know how to debrief the systems of human policy anyway. Take your average person, sit him down to find all thought and words are formatted. The encryption is the most difficult part. Here and there I find an unsewn edge, a wide open hole. The soul has infinite windows, open or shut, but we only look at the eyes. Assume the eyes are key, assume we have a stable pattern of body language. I see other's systems of decoding misfire. It assumes that we have stable patterns of anything. How do I know how accurate mine is or can ever be. No one can give the diagnosis. It it about knowing what not to know? Welcome to human relativity: the most beautiful and frightening concept.

"When two good people argue over ethics, they are both right." I didn't always understand that saying. How is it that two people can be stimultaneously right? Isn't that against all order? Right or wrong? Throw it all into the picture, there will be flaws in the message and truth. If we feel and have evaluated ourselves to be right then why do we assume the other is invalid? It's like a disagreement of focal points that is all, all the lines lead to one central point , and when other lines do not parallell these it offsets balance.

My anthropology folder reads : SAVE THE HUMANS. I bought it first out of the humor, kept it for the truth it holds. We as creatures of complex simplicites are the ones most capable of infinite creation, and destruction. Where is the line? Pray that it's not the tightrope we're walking. Sorry, we no longer wear uniforms.

Crud Bus coming and ....

Friday, April 07, 2006

thinly veiled intolerance

Ever so sadly that immigration rights march will be going on without me on Sunday. Ever so sadly. The whole situation has to put it simply pissed me off by the mixed messages this country tries to send... hey hey we're so enlightened here with our democracy this freedom of oppression and many opportunites for earning finacial and self growth. Because of this everyone should like us, it's the best way to be, everyone should want to COME here. We get paranoid sometimes that you're going to screw us up so I'm sorry, wait for something to kill half of us off and we'll begin taking applications. Sorry about that but still we're the best and you should want to live here.

Cracking down on immigrants is a bit of a double standard for the U.S.. This country was originally composed of immigrants who had come hard on their luck. All types came. Prostitudes, criminals, the poorer population, and the religious outcasts all came here to begin again. Even the controversial Irish who had the about the same level of reputation as modern hispanics came along.

Now we're all on a population hype. I don't understand or agree with the hype about immigration concerns. Why should we make it a felony to enter this country undocumented? AAAaah!!! Immigrants taking our resources. AAaaahh! What is this Bush guy doing helping them out??? We can't have this!!! They're taking our resources our jobs... Does anyone realize that the only jobs an non English speaking illegal alien can land is going to be the same job that a sixteen yearold qualifies for? They are not going to be barging in our offices and taking our cubicles. They are not going to run for office and "infiltrate" our government. They are not going to be cleaning out our walmarts of food and product. With 70% of the world's resources we have enough to spare.

Why does the government even give legal minorities college aid? Just because it's cool to come from somewhere else? You really want to see how many first generation illegals go on to college? Is everyone really that afraid that your bioengineering, interior design, or buisness marketing degree and career opportunities are going to be seriously threatened by these illegals? Just browse http://www.nces.ed.gov/ if you're interested in seeing the hispanic education statistics. It's a sad reality of how many actually land finacial security and rise above that poverty. Even the legal Hispanic majority sadly still gets by on entry level due to language difficulties and remain in the lower income tax brackets.

I'm very upset that I'll be missing that March in Salt Lake on Sunday.

Every now and again it is refreshing to see people actively using their minds, showing their will to change something. I hear so many people support the Bush administration and when asked they don't know why. I hear just as much saying they disagree with the current administration but when they are asked oh just because -- he's wrong- you know that right?

I have to say the protests going on in France right now are awesome. They shouldn't be okay with their government fondling employers and giving them the 'right' to fire employees just because. Too many people feel that the greater virtue in these situations is to trust and endure. It doesn't work that way. One of my favorite poems by Alice Walker, a African American activist wrote this poem.

“The QPP
The quietly pacifist peaceful
always die
to make room for men
who shout. Who tell lies to
children, and crush the corners
off of old men’s dreams.
And now I find your name,
scrawled large in someone’s
blood, on this survival
list.”


People don't care. Perhaps it's a safety mechanism - don't think it through too hard. don't wanna burst more of them braincells.

Nonetheless it is so refreshing seeing some awaken.

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

you're standing on my neck.

Long time no post I guess. I took a month's sebbatical.

I keep on slipping into my old windows habits such as right clicking, alt tab, and the automatic cureall control alt delete. I'm here on campus using one of the macs, go team!! I was just messing with microsoft word just now for mac and shoot, it's a whole new rodeo. The toolbars are funky. If you want to alter your text, you use the text pallate which is equally as over engineered but pretty. Macs are pretty, they go all in depth with the design.

And I thought I was a one OS woman, hah... I'm still tryin to potty train my mac, it gives me crap sometimes. My computer started chanting, yes, chanting at 5:00 am this morning. I woke up to this inhuman electronic voice "Computer has been scheduled to shut down at 5 am, click shut down or if you do nothing mac will shut down in 1 minute and 20 seconds." "Computer has been scheduled to shut down at 5 am, click shut down or if you do nothing mac will shut down in 1 minute and 19 seconds." and then as I'm being pulled back into the natural waking world "Computer has been scheduled to shut down at 5 am, click shut down or if you do nothing mac will shut down in 1 minute and 18 seconds." I couldn't figure out what was going on as I laid there in a sleep stupor staring off. It had 1 min and 10 seconds left when I'm like okay okay OKAY you go to sleep now like you freaking should be. Gah!

My apartment is looking as homely as ever minus a table and enough seating in the front room, but it's not that big of a problem. It kills me going grocery shopping, it's got to be one of the funniest things in the world. Pushing it around my little shopping cart looking around for markdowns and Albertsons Preffered products. Buying toilet paper and oven mitts is really is hilarious, with my little purse thrown over my shoulder and I pedal my widdle cart down the aisle. Lol. No really LOL.

No one knows how oddly domestic I get nowadays, I get happy washing dishes and doing landery cause it's mine and I get to do these kinds of things. I have my own name on my caller ID which will never happen again! It'll just be a city name if it's a dorum. Way later on it'll slap some punk husbands name on the caller id. this is the only time it will come up, LOMAX WHITNEY. I Like!



That's the biggest freaking flock of birds I've ever seen so low to the ground. WHOOAH. Whoah. What was that like eighty, two hundred just flying past that window? Dude they're going crazy out there in the storm. The same storm I'm going to go out into in a minute. Whoah birds. That's a lot of birds.

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

that lady with the noisy backpack!!

There was an invasion of elementary school kids today on campus. This swarm passes me, and then this small group of boys passed me. They all stopped to wait for the straggler of their small clan. The short un with the shaggy hair tries to get all suave and says "You see those hot girls we were just hitting on over there?" he swung his arms out the total center of attention when I'm there behind them trying to keep quiet.

What are you, like seven? Real hot shot there. I couldn't help it just burst up hysterical right on the spot. Needless to say they kind off ran off after that...