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December 30, 2002
hmm
ever realize that the person who you think of as one of *your* best friends may, in fact, think of you the same? allow me to (poorly) explain....
1. i dont really feel that a best friend is either optimal or what i have
2. kind of like bill said to me a few months ago, its odd to think of yourself as having an impact on someone's life. that isnt exactly applicable to this situation....but.....its kind of similar.
i think that it says a lot about a friendship when you realize that the friend does/has talked to their family about you....this probably does not make sense....but when they say that someone in their family asked them something about you (especially for the first time, if you have been friends for years and it finally happens once, i dont know....)....this inherantly means that their family knows who you are, knows something about you and--at least in the case of when my mom asks me about my friends--realizes that this is someone you care about [using the broad, non-baby definition of care]. admittedly, if you have been friends with this person for several years, it should not be weird and/or surprising. but, the first time you hear this, it may be. additionally, when someone's sibling inquires as to whom they are speaking, they say your name, and the sibling says "ok" and/or it seems clear that they are not asking who the fuck is that kid, that *they* know who you are too. and as we all know, your siblings dont really care about your friends. (disclaimer: this is a general statement, and tends to be more true between the ages of 15 and 25...but, this age range is applicable to the vague situation presented above, so...yeah.)
i dont know.....it was just odd, in a good way. kind of odd in the way that....say you start dating someone, and you hear them say your name--the first few times it kind of catches you off guard and its like "wow, thats cool".
well, we all know i have an exquisit way with words....8) i have muddled this up sufficiently......but, *i* know what i mean, and that is all that matters.
in summation: pleasantly warm and fuzzified by something that probably shouldnt merit the degree of warm and fuzziness that it has led to. but, that is good.
unrelated: ever realize that to an extent a relationship was based on a convenient lie? not yours. but the other persons. (note: incidentally, not about matt). ok, maybe not a lie, per se, but certainly a lack of acknowledgement of the truth. well, either that, or a situation lead to a re-evaluation of the past such that things are viewed as different. if the later, there was a shit load of denial at the time!!
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December 29, 2002
friends
realization.....my ratio is WAY off....
friend : not friend (pre-incident)
8 : 7
that is not right.
talking to q. my peeps (dont worry, i dont actually labor under the delusion that i have peeps, i just wanted to say it) are commin to my place. z invited q to my place. this is weird.
Posted by Maggie at 11:15 PM | Comments (0)
birds fly over the rainbow
went to jenkins place last night. was fun times. dan put bad things in my mouth. that sounded worse than it is....saw tony. jr dances like jack black. met some of their friends i have heard about forever....was interesting...
last weekend was also lots o' fun. steve hung out with kristi and i and the boys. something which brings me joy. i like steve. i like the boys...i think they would get along. and everyone had a good time. went to newcom(b?)'s. was like hmm, neat tables here, then realized i was there like a year and a half before, boy was i fucked up that night. we left, and went to jenkins place. ill have to find the quotes in the handspring for things a few people said. but, brendan at one point said
watch out, spiderman's sticky
no one else was as amused by this as i was (he had put a little spiderman "action figure" (read: doll) into some liquor beverages). anyway, i was feeling odd in the tummy, and didnt intend to drink much, if at all....i ended up drinking more than my fair share of alcohol--a long island, three mike's lemonades and a skyy blue. i know, im a girl for gods sakes! but,that was what i like to call "a sufficient amount of liquor. i mean, i didnt have any problems walking, at least not any more than i ever do...but....
last night jr wanted to find out what kristi and i refer to dan tatalovich as...his "dan" name [as there are 6+ dans]....he said he was goin to call someone and tell them that i am a good kid and that they should mount me. if only the world worked in ways such that him taking such action would be sufficient to elicit the desired response. but, alas...i know that it wouldnt. thus, i did not relinquish the phone number, as it would have led to more shenanigans than it was worth.
currently overhearing a discussion between the parents and beth, it is regarding beths (non-existant) tattoo. ooh! that was fun times 8). for real, my mom is getting too weird to figure out. she is kind of interested in tattoos, kind of likes them. honestly, my parents are getting weird with old age
went to look at andrews journal for the first time in months (noooooooo, im not bored or anything)...then thought to check, wonder if my d.land journal is still there...and, it is....i dont know, i kind of like the color scheme there, i may start using that one again....v0v
i am convinced that our dog is the weirdest dog ever. it would take a lot to convince me that she is NOT an alien.
bill didnt get in touch in town. this makes me sad. there are about five people that i really really wish i saw a lot more....he is one of em....
nothing else interesting, though, i suppose saying that implies that the previous was interesting....and, in summation, i got nothin!
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December 24, 2002
1. she referred to him
1. she referred to him as "doctor hess"
2. congratulations kary!!! 8)8)
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December 17, 2002
im not sure which word is best, fool, or tool......
ld called me at 230. wanted to know if i had eaten lunch. AT 230
then he says he knows how i have "two finals tomorrow" this is evidence of that he either a. never listens to what i say, or b. retains less than i do
well, i did have two finals this week, one yesterday and one today.
and, he called me last night at 10, also left a voice mail. remember how we were going to go out to dinner? the fact that i did not want to go is irrelevant. he is a tool.
FURTHERMORE, he always calls home, never cell.....i think he wants to seem like he is making an effort, but still not need to talk to me.....
kristi suggested i leave him the following message:
"dan, its maggie, blah to you, if you want to make out, im find with that, but fuck the food and dont bother talking"
Posted by Maggie at 4:45 PM | Comments (0)
she's leeeeeeeeavin'on a jet planedon't
she's leeeeeeeeavin'
on a jet plane
don't know when she'll be back again...
(well, i mean, if by "don't know" frank sinatra meant 30 hours, then I'm gonna have to go ahead and agree with him....)
biochem exam in t-minus 17 hours.
if anyone has an extensive knowledge of:
amino acid metabolism
the urea cycle
phospholipid metabolism
purine and pyrimidine metabolism and
post-translational modifications
and feel that it would be neat to take an exam on that, you let me know
ld called me last night at 10 "to see how studying is going" what a fuckin tool. i had no intention to go to dinner with him, but im still pissed off on principle now....
when i grow up, i wanna be principal, or a catipillar
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December 16, 2002
60 hours
60 hours
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haHA...
so, many people have heard me talk about the lumberjack war (see 3 e), between the US and canada in the 18somethings. i found info!!
Maine Boundary Dispute: "The Aroostook War" -- 1842. This involved a bit of disputed territory left over from peace of Paris signed in 1783 between GB and the US. The issue was pressed by GB's desire to construct a road from Halifax (Nova Scotia) to Quebec, which would pass through this territory. A lumberjack war erupts involving local militia from both Canada and Maine. The issue was resolved when GB sent a a diplomat to negotiate (Lord Ashburton) with Sec. of State Daniel Webster in the Ashburton-Webster Treaty. The disputed territory was split roughly in half--with the US getting about 7,000 of 12,000 acres and GB getting their road. The Caroline incident was also patched up in these proceedings.
kyle: minnesota is the ccanada of the us....
stephen: what are you talking about, CANADA is the canada of the us!!
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December 15, 2002
sucks when you try to
sucks when you try to tell your friends things that matter to you and that you know that they would be curious about and they ignore you.
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75 hours
75 hours
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hello my name is simon.....and im a wind up rock-hopper (to the tune of mike myers in SNL)
His relationship with you is about his ego, and if you're not liking him so much anymore, it might be because such people inevitably are very, very boring.
Sort of like if I was obsessed with kite flying (oh come on, you had to know I'd bring it back to kites eventually!). Now, kite flying is one thing that makes this world a more interesting place. But if all of my relationships with people who were not me were all subject to what was good for my kite-flying habit or my kite collection or my general knowledge of kites, things would be very shallow, one-sided, boring, and result in my "friends" feeling used for my "habit." ld's habit just happens to be himself, it sounds like. Granted, this is a very judgmental opinion, considering I've never met the guy, but I have lots of secondhand data at this point and feel safe airing my thoughts under the caveat of "I could always be wrong about this one, but..."
Besides, he's pre-med. We're all a little obsessive, self-absorbed and egotistical in our own special ways.
she is right.
kary--if you read this--i know you said the exact same thing to me two months ago, and i agreed with you then. as im sure you well know there is the whole gap between cognisance of something and feeling something is some way. i think that this weekend i moved from step A to step B.
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life could be a dream sweetheart, hello, hello again, sha boom.......
just woke up
had a dream
was doing something--not babysitting really, kind of quasi au-pair-ing...for a kid my age who was in a wheel chair, though, he was able to walk short distances and stand up by himself ok. i dont remember what was wrong with him, but, they always were worried because he was succeptible to crutzfeld-jackobs disease [its kind of like mad cow---basicallyh your brain develops pores...this is bad]. anyway we fell in love or something.
it was just odd as hell!
we were in a room of some kind, for some reason i am thinking on a cruise ship, and sitting hanging out with my sister.
and then there was something about tryin to get him somewhere and i was sitting on a platform and these kids started to raise the platform and the door he and i were going to go into and they were having a compitition of some kind and game i guess about getting through the door in a weird way...and for some reason this guy and i had to wait till they were done...and the thing as going up and down and i was sitting on it and had my legs wrapped around him...and then one kid, who reminded me of -- either ben stiller or david spade [i know how very different they are, but, i was asleep for gods sake, i dont remember much] and they were being assholes. so i told them that if they didnt stop this soon and let us i i would go over there and push them off of the edge of this platform which was moving...
im not gonna lie to you, this was a weird weird dream...i would say the weirdest dream i have ever had, but, that would be a lie
Posted by Maggie at 9:59 AM | Comments (0)
steve: he's 6'10 magwin: oh,
steve: he's 6'10
magwin: oh, so hed only come up to my chin?
steve: yup, if you were hung from the ceiling
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December 14, 2002
i have my two front teeth, so, now, all i want for christmas is...
my sister home (3 days)
general health in my family
jason lee
a new work ethic....
a new work ethic that lasts more than two days
motivation (or, just generally, lack of apathy)
jason lee
pirates--well, no, but, if i get some pirates for christmas instead of returing them to the pirate store, i will give them to sarah
many many things that arent *really* important in the scheme of things
jason lee
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me, a slut...who knew?
dan--you dont count
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ld called last night. talk
ld called last night. talk talk
ld:we should get together sometime
me: alright
ld:i have my work schedule in front of me, hang on....
me:ok
ld: well, im working [i dont remember, insert days and times here], when are your exams?
me: monday and wednesday
ld:when on monday, morning or afternoon
me: afternoon, i think
ld: so i suppose you dont want to do lunch on monday....
me: no
ld:and i suppose not sunday?
me: no, i procrastinate
ld:how about dinner on monday? a new [some kind of pizza place] opend up on euclid
me:ok
blah blah blah
ld:ok, so, ill call you monday and leave you a voice mail and we will go from there
me: ok....i am not 100% sure, some people have been sick in my family and i have been hesitant about makin plans since then**
ld: alright....tentatively monday night?
me: ok
and at some point he inquired about m y break, where i would be, so on and so forth--more than once....additionally, he talked about how is "only dating one girl" now....what a fuckin weirdo
**mostly i wanted to leave myself an out. i dont often do that. but for some reason, i find myself wanting to leave an out with him....and, i am glad i did cause, im thinking to myself...and i had a "steve realization" today, well, not technically a "steve realization" but it was a realization that was stevular in nature. anyway the realization was this--i dont know that i like him all that much. not just for babies, but also for friend stuff. i mean, yeah, we have some stuff in common...but...i dont know...he is weird, and i think he is deliberately trying to be weird--he said some other things that i was just like riiiiight....
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December 13, 2002
thank you sarah.steve (upon hearing
thank you sarah.
steve (upon hearing the story that this pertains to)---you should buy her some lipgloss or a small bag
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December 12, 2002
Jason. DJ. Mark. "Taz". Bill.
Jason. DJ. Mark. "Taz". Bill. Jim. Pete. Andrew. Sean. Matt. Matt/Mark/Mike. Ross. Todd. George. Jason. Tony.
Posted by Maggie at 11:52 PM | Comments (0)
anyone know the two goals
anyone know the two goals i have in life?
Posted by Maggie at 10:57 PM | Comments (0)
Five of my closest friends
Five of my closest friends are in medical school. Here's all you need to know about med school kids. They disappear for six to eight weeks at a time. During that time the only human contact they have is with lab partners, Domino's deliverymen and cadavers. When med school kids reappear, it is without notice. They just randomly show up at the bar one night, get drunker then everyone else, then pass out and disappear again. Med school kids also have no concept of money. However, I don't really blame them. If you're already close to a quarter of a million dollars in debt by the time you're 23, I guess it's OK if your mom pays your cable bill
--from steve, from collegehumor.com
Posted by Maggie at 10:13 PM | Comments (0)
seriously folks.....
love porn? want to go to college? but how do you choose the right university? and how will you pay for it?
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i was reminded today, of
i was reminded today, of the age old condiment question, and it goes a little something like this:
if you were stranded on a (fully catered) desert island, and could only take one condiment* what would you take and why
post your response.....
*while salt and pepper are definately condiments, they do not count for this exercise. neither does salsa, which is clearly not a condiment, but which people have answered before.......
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December 11, 2002
do you love me now?
1. name 3 jason lee movies at least two must not involve kevin smith
2. i own 16 bnl cd's, name 4 [stunt doesnt count]
** bonus question: what is my favorite bnl song?
** bonus bonus question:why?
**other bonus question: i have listed two features of jason lee's that are great [hint: neither is arms], what are they?
this is out of 7 points. however, partial credit may be given or removed as i deem appropriate...the maximum score is 11 (the bonus bonus is worth up to 2). the person with the greatest score by friday afternoon wins.
i am a loser, i can admit this
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steve: TUNAa steve: is good
steve: TUNAa
steve: is good
steve: and so is seabass :-)
me: so is your mom
me:??
steve: WOW
steve: that was good!!!!
steve: your getting so much better, I'm so proud
steve: little pats on the head
me: *blushing*
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December 10, 2002
i gotta get out of here
decided to change my mood icons....any one have thoughts?
well, i was scrolling through my page, to see what they were like...it appears that i have 3 moods--amused, shocked and something else i make up. that is not normal
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in this world gone mad we wont spank the monkey, the monkey will spank us!
is there anyone, anyone at all who does not think that i am retro or have retroular tendencies? ANYONE?
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things that make you go hmm...
do you suppose that it is abnormal to realize that, when you spell a word you are equally likely to do it in three different ways--thinking/saying the letters, ASL, or by the keyboard...i literally think in a keyboard at times...this strikes me as odd, but, you know, who am i to judge 8)
sequence of events when getting out of the car today at the MSB:
1. grab bag
2. start to lean towards door
3. hit head on visor
4. hear loud thud
5. exclaim 'fuckin son of a bitch'
6. sit back down and put bag back in passenger seat
7. look over to passenger seat
8. see garage door opener in passenger seat
9. mentally curse good for nothing metal slide thingly that "holds" the opener onto the visor [it is good for nothing]
10. grab bag
11. start to get up again
12. hear another loud thud (this time it was from the left though, the first time it was from the right)
13. sit down, again
14. look left
15. see seat belt flapping
16. wonder how seat belt made noise that loud
17. look down on left side of driver's seat--nothing seems amiss
18. rub head, as it is slightly uncomfortable
19. grab bag
20. shift weight to left, cautiously stand up
21. look into car, things seem in order
22. close door, walk to stairs and across open tunnel/bridge to MSB (which last week contained, i am not kidding you, snow drifts).
after this, i get into the building, check my mail, notice that my cell phone is missing....light goes on in my head "ah HA, that is why the seat belt thudded so loudly!!"--though, i feel that my phone learned me fo rusing a holster when my pants are so big and the pockets are so low.
today we learned how to do a lung exam. this started out with dr. tobias saying "we have 7 guys [and 3 girls] im hoping that several of the guys will be comfortable enough to take off their shirts".....blah blah blah....."scott, do you mind taking off your shirt and sitting on the table?"
(soctt) "i dont mind taking off my shirt, but i would prefer not to sit on the table"
(dr. tobias) "ok, would anyone be comfortable with that?"
(tyson, pulling his shirt off) "i dont mind" (tyson proceedes to pull off his shirt, climb on the table, pretend to dance [read: shake his money maker in the faces of myself and ruth--while bent over such that his feet and his hands are on the table] then sit down)
(chet) "this is just like our apartment every night..."
Posted by Maggie at 2:30 PM | Comments (0)
maximillian
it brings me joy to think about the fact that max has a cell phone 8)
finding out max had a cell phone would be like finding out i went camping for a week in the wilderness, with only what could fit in a backpack of some sort....odd, but joyous
Posted by Maggie at 11:50 AM | Comments (0)
lets do the time warp again
i just woke up after havin a dream that combined elements of the rocky horror picture show, betty davis, columbo (or other tv mystery type show) and something else, which i have fogotten.
this weirds me out
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December 9, 2002
what do you suppose it
what do you suppose it means if your freezer contains the following:
ice
2 french bread pizzas
bag of bagels from august
wholesale quantities of processed chicken
3 bottles of vodka
1 bottle of rum
Posted by Maggie at 8:26 PM | Comments (0)
"i wish you would think before you dont think"
realization: there are ~20 people i consider "good" friends--of those ~5 are "best" friends--of ALL of those 20 people *ONE* (who is not me) has a tattoo.
now, this isnt earth shattering per se, however, it was a bit of an odd epiphany. of course, it came to me in the bathroom--kevin keeler called the shiny bathroom his 'thinkin room,' jen calls it the 'situation room,' i think i should generally start referring to bathrooms as my 'epiphany room.'**
i like the black computers in the med school library better...now, i mean, i dont mean to be computer racist, however, theyre way cooler looking and the keyboards are more gentile/quieter...phrased poorly, but for those who type fairly often, im sure you can get an idea of what exactly i am talking about
**note, this applies to shower activities in the bathroom as well--though, i did not have this particular epiphany in the shower, as i am currently at school...
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December 5, 2002
i feel like posting something....but....i
i feel like posting something....but....i have nothing to say. which, i suppose, for me, is saying a bit in and of itself.....
t-minus 13 days till beth gets back.
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December 3, 2002
--"he was just laughing in
--"he was just laughing in his sleep..........."
-----"we think that that is when they are seeing heaven"
"All I wanted to do was collapse in someone's arms and cry today, but there wasn't anyone there to catch me."
"Sometimes you meet somebody and you know that whatever you did before, it must have been right. Nothing could've been too bad or gone too far wrong because it led you to this person."
"I always knew I would look back on my tears and laugh, but I never thought I would look back at my laughter and cry."
"It's hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone if your heart still does."
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December 2, 2002
i am weak
i am weak
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December 1, 2002
brandon is smart most
brandon is smart most of the time...however, my overanalysis tends to go to the other end of the spectrum...ok, it mostly goes the other way, but sometimes it is what brandon is tlaking about.
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