Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Been wanderin around the LiveJournal community.

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your own bulletin...along with these instructions.
5. Don't search around and look for the "coolest" book you can find. Do what's actually next to you.

"My wife and my sister will never recover from their horror."
From Mary Shelly's classic work of horror: Frankenstien.
It was the first thing I saw when I looked up at my bookshelf.
Go read my poem, and my shakespear spoof if you haven't seen them already.
Laters,
Y-monkey

Sunday, November 21, 2004

Oops.

Right, so I went to get some sierra mist out of the vending machine, and I managed to push the button for Hawaiian Punch, which I hate. :

Friday, November 19, 2004

An experiment, we'll see how it goes.

I tried something new. This poem is without rhyme. Although I didn't pay any concious attention to rythm, I know it's in there, because that's how my brain works.
That doesn't mean it's without structure though.

Something About Being Alone
There's something about being alone in an elevator.
A small room, enclosed by four walls, a floor, and a ceiling.
When it's busy, the press of people can be stifling.
But when it's not, this small space seems almost roomy.
In an elevator you know when you are alone.
There are no people with you in the room.
You are isolated by walls joined together.

There's something about being alone in a stairwell.
A small rectangular area, but it goes up and down for a distance.
When it's busy you are forced to move in one direction or the other.
But when it's not, you can stand at any point and look up or down.
In a stairwell you know when you are alone.
There's no sound of feet above or below.
You are isolated by doors on each floor.

There's something about being alone in a field.
A large grassy expanse, that stretches till it hits something.
When it's busy, you can hear and see people at play.
But when it's not it is huge and empty and bare.
In a field you know when you are alone.
There's no one to see in any direction.
You are isolated by space stretching outward.

There's something about being alone in a forest.
A region of limits, each tree is a boundary.
When it's busy the birdsong and noises are pleasant.
But when it's not, the silence can seem rather frightening.
In a forest you know when you are alone.
There's no indication of creatures nearby.
You are isolated by senses that detect nothing.

There's something about being alone in a crowd.
A large enough space to hold many people.
When it's busy, you can hear dozens talking around you.
But when it's not, there's a hush that seems out of place.
In a crowd you know when you are alone.
There's no one with whom you will interact.
You are isolated by your lack of communication.

There's something about being alone.
An area that changes with your surroundings.
When it's busy, you are not alone and must interact.
But when it's not, you can do as you please.
When you are alone, you know that you are alone.
There's no one there but yourself.
You are isolated by your own isolation.



Let me know what you think,
Jens

Thursday, November 18, 2004

Am I supposed to say something here?

You may have to highlight the table to read the results. Sorry bout that. I'm too lazy to fix it myself.
Hope everyone likes the new template.


Who will you be stuck with at end of time? by chi_a_baidh


Your name is





Your sex is





Your favorite color is





You are stuck there because


you can't die


For _____ years


1


With


Jennifer Aniston. Click for pic.


He/She will think you are


stupid


You will


repopulate the earth





Quiz created with MemeGen!





I get to repopulate the Earth with Jennifer Aniston! O_O

Anyway, I just thought I'd share that quiz with y'all and let ya know that I'll be finishing up an essay tonight.
With another in sight for tomorrow, and even more after that.

I'm gonna have a FUUUUUUN Thanksgiving Break. (I'll spend at least half of it typing)
Buh bye,
Jens

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Salt Shakespeare.

To feed, or not to feed.
That is the question.
For whether tis nobler in the gut
To suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous famine
Or to take forks against a sea of brussels
And by opposing, eat them?
To dine, to feed, no more
And by that feast to say we end
The gut-ache and the thousand natural pangs that flesh is heir to.
Tis a consumation devoutly to be wished.
To dine, to feed, to feed perhaps on greens!
Aye, there's the rub.
For in that feast of meat what greens may come.
When we have shuffled off these too tight belts.
Must give us pause.

*bows*
Thank you, thank you all,
Jens

Saturday, November 13, 2004

Blah blah blah blah blah blah.

Writing. It has many facets, one of them is essays and research papers.
I've had a fair bit on my plate recently, and it doesn't look like the load will slack off soon.
I dunno when the next poem will come.
I may not even post all that regularly.
I'm finally getting my act together for real and settling in to college life.
...with four weeks left in the semester.
Actually it's not as bad as it might sound, this is just the end of the settling in process, or maybe not?
Whatever, i'm feeling confident about the past week.
And now I'm off to bed because it's 2 am and I want to be up by noon tomorrow.

Sunday, November 7, 2004

Not so often anymore

Long time no post.
I guess I haven't had that much to say recently, since I haven't been updating frequently.
Here's some quizzes for ya.
You Are A Razorblade.


Sharp, clever, but lost in a world of misunderstandng, you are the razorblade. You like blood and pointy objects... actually, you're like me! yay for you! i always find this group has the bestest people, too!

Which Inanimate Object Are You? (With Pictures)

I keep tellin you Adam, it's NOT fire.
Air!

The element of air is ... nice. One thinks of clouds and suns and butterflies..
the reality of air is in the "not so nice" things. storms, lightning, tornados, and blizzards are all included.
Air means basically that you are bipolar. There are goods and bads.
Air is essential to life, but also a cause of the loss of life.
it's very interesting and breathtaking at times. you are a beauty to the world, but make sure you don't show your bad side ALL the time. :)

What element best decribes you?





You are the Red-Eyes Black Dragon! ATK/2400
DEF/2000


What Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monster Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Yeah, 'sall fer now,
Jens

Wednesday, November 3, 2004

Curious George, The Curious Little Monkey

Last night was a rough one.
I had difficulty sleeping thanks to the election. It's very stressful when your home state holds the key to victory for either party.
I finally forced myself to go to bed at 4 am, but it was after 5 before I finally fell asleep.
And so my day started at seven, less than two hours later.
On my way back from the shower, at 7:20, I looked out the window at the end of the hall. A red tailed hawk was perched in a tree just outside eating what I think was a mouse, although it could have been a small bird.
When I left at 7:30, it was preening itself. (I think it was female, but I'm not sure, need to check my bird book)
As I walked down to thegas station for some Red Bull, I turned to get a better look at the hawk. That was when it swooped down in front of me and flew across the street and away.
It seemed portentious at the time, not sure what of though.
Later, as I sat down for breakfast, I saw a male and a female duck (species unknown to me, again, I need to check the bird book) feeding in the North Branch (of the Chicago River) just outside the window.
Nature at it's best, eh? (Pardon my Canadian. XP)
So...All eyes are on Ohio. Still counting absentee ballots. Hey! One of those is mine Y'know!
So, yesterday I spilled some assorted chemicals on my self in lab. How graceful of me. Including (but not limited to): 6M HCl (fairly concentrated), NaOH ( a base), and some stinky NH3 (ammonia). So, I got some baking soda thrown on me, then went back to my room to change and wash clothes.
I still managed to finish the the lab 30 minutes early, but I stayed to help a friend clean up. Afterwards I went to the library with her and some of her friends wo 'work' on an extra credit assignment for biology. This invovled more talking and less working. *rolls eyes* Girls. *shrug*
XD :P
So anyway, we all went to Subway afterwards which was fun.
It was especially nice because I actually talked to her (hencforth known as 'C') the whole time. As opposed to previous experiences with other people where they have talked and I have cowered silently over my food with nothing to say. She had to go home after that (Commuter student) but...Yeah, I had a great day.<(
(>^^)> <(^-^)> <(^^<)
It's gonna take a while for Ohio to count my ballot, but Curious George, you haven't won yet.
Jens

Update: Kerry has conceded. George Bush Gets another four years. T_T Y_Y :'(
At least we get to hear four more years of Bushisms. Great comedy there. :') (smiles through the tears)

Update: I couldn't Identify the ducks, but I'm pretty sure the Redtail hawk was indeed female. That's just judging from size though, so it's a tough call.

For further updates see comments.

Tuesday, November 2, 2004

VOTE!

I realize that it's a bit late to tell people to vote.
Still, I hope everyone who is of age did.
And I hope that Bush doesn't win. So far it doesn't look to good though.
For election results go here

Well, that's all I have to say. And I wanted to share that comic.
I'm ready for the whole election thing to be over with though.

Monday, November 1, 2004

Happy Halloween

I've been missing from the blog for a while.
It's funny how our interests shift and flow.
A friend from Jazz band invited me to go ice skating with him and some friends.
So that's what I did friday.
It turns out that I have some common interests with his room mate.
I borrowed some movies and comics from him.
Yeah, so, ice skating. I ended up falling several times. Hit my head once, and managed to hurt my shoulder.
In otherwords, I had fun.
Of course I only fell because I was pushing myself to do things I couldn't quite do.
Being used to roller skates.
Less friction on ice, it changes things.
Well, I just thought I should stop in and leave a post since it's been a while.
That's all for now.
Jens