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to all of you who posted happy birthday messages:
you made my day.

I love you all! (even those of you who didn't post anything ;-P )

quizzes, courtesy of Sam

Why? b/c I can I'm waiting for a program to load on my computer, so I'm killing time.

What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?
Flirting Skill Level - 21%
Kissing Skill Level - 98%
Cudding Skill Level - 37%
Sex Skill Level - 12%
Why They Love You You give much more than you receive.
Why They Hate You You get tongue-tied when they ask you to talk dirty to them.
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How High Is Your Sex Drive?
Your Sex Drive Level Is.. - 72%
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What Is Your Best Sexual Skill?
Flirting Skill Level - 83%
Kissing Skill Level - 96%
Cudding Skill Level - 46%
Sex Skill Level - 54%
Why They Love You You pleasure them first.
Why They Hate You They can't bend the way you want them to.
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How High Is Your Sex Drive?
Your Sex Drive Level Is.. - 3%
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happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me, happy birthday dear mona....
yeah whatever. I'll stop singing now.

I've been up since 4:15 so we can catch a 6:55 we can head HOME. It'll be nice. I like travelling, but being back home is always such a relief, in a way; such a less stressful situation.
Although I have a nice large chunk of hw due on Friday, so it'll be a bit stressful. But not in the same way.

And I've used this time on field trip to do a lot of thinking about what I want in my life as far as balancing studio, relationship, and friendships. I think I'm a little closer to knowing how much of any one of those is too much, which is a good step, I suppose. Basically, I don't have time for any relationship, have limited time for friends (mostly b/c just studio would drive me crazy), and a lot of time dedicated to studio and school, whether I want to or not. I hate it, but I guess I can deal for a year with having no life. It's not like in a good year I have much of one, but (as I've mentioned before), this year I have none, and it's getting me depressed. Hence the decision that I need to sped time with friends more often, regardless of hw, just to keep my sanity through human conatact with people I actually enjoy.

But for now, I'm ridiculously sleep deprived for how much sleep I've gotten here, which means that it's piled up from all semester. That's scary. I can't keep shortchanging myself on sleep, even when it's just 5-6 hour nights for weeks on end, and especially when it's consecutive all-nighters.
SO that's my plan for this weekend. sleep and friends.
and from now on, a slightly revised attitude to overacheiving (or acheiving at all) in class.


The War In Iraq Costs


Instead, we could have paid for
children to attend a year of Head Start.

Instead, we could have insured
children for one year.

Instead, we could have hired
additional public school teachers for one year.

Instead, we could have provided
students four-year scholarships at public universities .

Instead, we could have built
additional housing units .

Instead, we could have fully funded global anti-hunger efforts for

Instead, we could have fully funded world-wide AIDS programs for

Instead, we could have ensured that every child in the world was given basic immunizations for

These figures are from, a constantly updated ticker showing the cost of the war in Iraq.

This is outrageous. I don't care what you do about it, but do something. Write your congressmen/women, call, protest, talk to other people, move to Canada (it's a great place :) ), whatever...but this is obscene.

A forwarded post, but one that's still worth reading (even a second time)

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened: read more)

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.


You Are 0% Boyish and 100% Girlish

Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.

You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.

A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.

But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.



at 10 pm tonight, when I finally get sleep, I'll have been awake 91 of the past 104 hours. I have to stop doing that. I can't believe I feel somewhat normal right now.
This can't be healthy, or conducive to good work, or anything, really, except stupid. And yet I refuse to give up a social life in order to work on studio stuff, and studio refuses to give me time to have a social life and still be able to get everything done.
So I am at an uneasy compromise between sleeping too little, not getting all my work done, and getting a chance to spend time with the people I care about. As Jenny here just said, "I haven't gotten everything that's due done on time, but then again, no one ever does." It's one of those situations where there's always more than you can do, and you fall behind, and you can never quite catch up, because there's too much to do next week too. So everyone just gets used to making choices, and lying about why stuff isn't done, and playing one class against another to try to get extensions...(if you've ever read Tamora Pierce's "Protector of the Small" series, i feel like her description of the schoolwork Kel and her classmates go through. You do as much as you can, and accept the punishment that comes with not doing all of it. There's an unspoken rule of no excuses, just accept the inevitable consequences of the system. Although I think Alison's the only one who'll get that reference.)

Anyway, this year is supposed to be the worst. I'm thinking of taking 14-15 cr hours, and taking a job with the business fellows program writing grants for non-profits...It'll give me a chance to do something non-architecture related, connect to other people, and do something I've always wanted to learn to do.

Anyway, that's all up in the air right now.
I'll keep you posted (whether you really care or not), as I figure out more of my life:)


I'm enjoying the pity I'm getting from Jessica and Charlie...and I need a place to vent, so here's my schedule for the next day and a half. This is part of why I'm so stressed. Not only is it exhausting to try to keep up with what has to be done, it's also overwhelming to never have a moment to yourself, or to spend with friends. People tell me to remember why I came to college, but part of why I came here, a large part, is because I want those deep lasting relationships that I've built with so many of you. You are great friends, and I resent anything that pulls me away from you, even architecture. But more on that later, b/c for now I need to follow this schedule:

6-dinner, 7, meeting for a class tomorrow, 9-12 or so, time to relax and hang out with Shelly, Jamie, and Sam, since I said I would. Also time to study for ecology test tomorrow. Then, back to studio to put together a board that's due at 1 tomorrow, do some drawings, and go to bed.
tomorrow, over to the archi bldg before 9 to set up a time for an appointment, then class a 9 in AJ, quiz at 10:30 in structures (haven't studied), then finish up drawings and study for Ecology test. lunch, then test at 1 in Student center, meeting with a prof at 2:30, class at 3:30, till 5.
Laundry tonight, THANKS JESSICA, and scanning images, downloading my memory card, and all that digital preparation sometime tomorrow

wish me luck.
and if I don't see you before then, Have a great week

I'll be back Wed. the 28th around 7 or 8.

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How You Life Your Life

You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is.
You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.
You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.
You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.