Sunday, April 30, 2006
What a weekend!
Girls Poker Night was a raging success if I do say so myself. I had such a blast and hope everyone else did too. Our wonderful dealer was so incredibly patient with us and by the end of the night we even had an audience of gentlemen who probably wished they were watching strip poker instead. Hopefully we'll have some pics from the Voice of Reason forthcoming.
Saturday was the laziest day ever. And I do love those. I finished season 2 of Battlestar Galactica, much to my dismay, and now will have to wait until October like everyone else.
And today I successfully completed my first 5k run (in record time!) and had such a blast doing it. The Race for the Cure is HUUUUUUGE. So many people there. The above photo is my associate Megan and I, just minutes after crossing the finish line. (I was too tired to bother standing up straight apparently) And as for my goals:
I DID run the entire 5k in 38:30 (give or take about 4 seconds). I'm blown away by that time.
I DID wrangle approximately 12 participants though we were never all in the same place at the same time.
I DID personally meet my fundraising goal (thanks to a last minute pledge last night!). Thank you so much to those of you who supported me (financially, in spirit, or in person)!
In addition, my team blew away the donation goal I had set for us, raising over $500! The final tally won't be in for a few days, but I am so proud of the whole team!
Now if only the National Heads-Up Poker Championship had actually taped while I was running... Then I would truly be a hapy camper. I'm holding out for some delayed gratification when MB gets home from work. Hopefully his recording... happened.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
As you all know, I am participating in the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation Race for the Cure in downtown Lansing a week from tomorrow. I set three goals for myself in participating in this race:
1) Actually Run the 5k race.
2) Organize a team of roughly 12 co-workers from my District.
3) Personally raise at least $100 in support of the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation.
I am so pleased to say that thanks to my wonderful family and friends I have nearly reached my 3rd goal. As of this evening I am only $3 short.
So, I know there are a few fans of my infamous rack out there, and once again I am not opposed to using it to make a difference. If you enjoy my hooters, or the lucious ta-tas of any of the women in your life... please consider making a donation to support women's health and my first 5k race. That way there will actually be something to enjoy in the future, should you be so lucky.
"Breast cancer is not predictable. It is a random disease. It knows no boundaries … age, race, religion, socioeconomic status, or geography. This year, more than 211,000 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer, at least 7,500 in Michigan. Nearly 40,000 will die, including 1,400 from Michigan. The Komen Foundation is working to reduce those numbers both locally and globally and to make a difference in the lives of the women behind the numbers."
Friday, April 21, 2006
I am so enraged right now I can't even form cohesive thoughts, let alone sentences. I'm not sure what I hate more, the fact that you have the audacity to be so fucking selfish and insenstive despite your constant hypocritical accuasations toward me, or the fact that I give a fuck in the first place. How very, very foolish of me to allow you to upset me. How very foolish of me to even try to tone down the obnoxius personality of which I am so proud in hopes of accomodating your oh so sensitive soul.
You are a hurtful, spiteful, mean person. You don't mean well. Your good intentions are nothing but a pitiful excuse to never have to take responsibility for hurting other people.
*I* am not a bad friend. *I* have never been anything but a really fucking good friend to you, one of the very most loyal friends you've ever had, despite it all. And that's makes *me* an idiot.
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And because I'm an absolute sucker I'm probably going to regret saying all of this in like 10 minutes, but if I can just manage to hit "publish post", then the first rule of blog club will prevent me from taking back something I should have said a long time ago.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Girl: I want a bedtime story. Girl: Please.
Boy: Nonsense. I can give you some nighttime judicial theory if you like.
Boy: Shall we begin with the mechanical, textual model or the juicier strategic and attitudinal legal realist model?
Girl: I like juicy.
Boy: Once upon a time, there was an evil, evil man named Antonin Scalia...
Girl: Oooo, scary! And what did he do? Was there a princess? Named Stephanie? Who was very, very beautiful?
Boy: Beautiful and she carried a fantastic rack.
Boy: Now, the evil, we'll call him Dr. Scalia, thought that he could make up whatever law he wanted.
Boy: And to make matters worse, he was good friends with the most evil of American families.
Boy: And he went hunting regularly with the most evil of American men, and while his safety was never really questioned during those trips, recent events might make us reconsider his relative security.
Girl: This sounds very exciting!
Boy: Dr. Scalia, in addition to consorting with the worst villains in American history, was a liar.
Girl: Did he kidnap the beautiful and well endowed princess? Did a handsome prince have to save her!?
Boy: He claimed that he decided Supreme Court cases on basis of the text of Constitution and the statute, but in reality, he worked to push ultraconservative decisions that limit freedoms, enslaving all Americans, including the Princess Stephanie.
Girl: Oh no!
Girl: An enslaved princess!
Boy: It's true. He locked her up in an old abandoned warehouse, meaning that the house was being robbed or someone was being held hostage or worse.
Boy: Then, along came a fine young man, who, using his charm, wit, and general gregarious nature (although he would prefer to be even more gregarious) spread the intoxication of liberalism through the land, eviscerating the evil Dr. Scalia, and saving the world (but mostly the Princess) from the horrors of compromised civil liberties and rights!
Girl: Hooray!
Girl: And then did he kiss the princess and did they live happily ever after!?
Boy: Until the evil cohorts of Dr. Scalia, the Republican-controlled House of Representatives intervened.
Boy: In their dark chamber, they concocted some of the most ridiculous, diabolical legislation, aimed at undermining free elections, forcibly returning hard-working people to their own countries, and accepting large donations from lobbyists in exchange for votes and curried favor the other special interests....
Boy: But sure, he kissed the princess despite his chapped lips, and they wandered the free world together, protesting Wal*Mart and Fox News.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Wasting the pretty.
Friday, April 14, 2006
We're Greeeeeeeeeeeeat!
I might be sick. blaaaaaaaaah. But what fun! Yeah, teamwork!
Congrats, Rachel. You're a badass.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
A tornado ripped through downtown Iowa City tonight. I have talked to Brian since it blew over, but I can't get a hold of him now. He's ok, and I think his place is ok (no power, but intact), but it sounds like a lot of Iowa City is not ok.
I hope the kitties are ok.
I wish I could talk to him. I feel bad I couldn't earlier. It's shitty to not listen to your best friend's tornado stories.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Please note the update to the bulletin above. My Race for the Cure team is still accepting members, and if you'd like to support the cause but can't make it for the race, you can follow the link above to make a donation in any amount.
Please join me for the race! It *is* a run/walk. I know you can all walk 3.1 miles!
Thank you in advance for your support if you decide to make a donation!
Ok.... so I literally spent 5.5 hours working on this today. I did take a few snack breaks and watched some tv in the meantime, so it's not like I was hyperfocused for 5.5 hours. And, I admittedly was not the only person working on this simultaneously. But for the most part, I would say we did a hell of a lot of the work on our own.
So, if you're really bored and want a mental workout, here ya go. Maybe you can become a member of the Perseus Society as well. (Cuz what I really needed was membership in another "geek society")
Good luck!
Oh, you guys have got to go do this now! (political compass)
It's great. Made my brain hurt a little. And no surprise, the only two other people I know who have taken it scored right about the same place I did. Oh, the bleeding hearts. You gotta love us.
My official plot is:
Economic Left/Right: -5.63
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -4.62
Just call me The Dalai Lama.
Monday, April 10, 2006
Since I contstantly get berated for not posting, I thought I'd take this time to do just that. I have plenty of time today, what with my scramble to manipulate our work schedule and the vacation day I ultimately used in order to ensure I would in fact be able to post for you all today.Ah, welcome to April, the month in which I perpetually play the fool.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
I'm more than a little annoyed that you guys didn't sit me down sooner and force me to watch Bubble Boy. What kind of friends ARE you?
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
"I can't fight and talk at the same time."Name that blogger. Go!
Congratulations to my virtual step-brother, my virtual step-sister-in-law, and my two beautiful virtual step-nieces! I am officially dropping the virtuals and steps off all of your titles, because it's just silly and I love you all. Congratulations and all my best to the beautiful family!
Sunday, April 02, 2006
Life is not a spectator sport.
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