Friday, August 19, 2005
Last *day* of work today. Tomorrow is the technical last day, although it's on a weekend, so it counts as less, somehow.
And today was the green-and-white game...aka the first unofficial game of the high school football season. And yes, my brother is the captain. :) I am one proud sister. I love to hear the announcer say "Tackle by Brian K*******". I always shout and make a spectacle of myself. What good is family if they're not a complete embarrassment? ;)
Go Bri!!
And afterwards I went to Barnes & Nobles for the last time (probably, anyway) with Erin. I do love those nights, when we sit and drink coffee and discuss random things and frustrations and ideas and whatnot, whilst thumbing through superficial fashion and trend magazines. I don't know why it's so therapeutic, but it is - I always leave feeling so much more refreshed. I do miss those nights when I am at school...
So tonight at B&N I ran into a girl I go to school with who was like "Oh...you have Dr. X? I had her. She's crazy. And a Quaker" (yes, I know) "She's a feminist too. A feminist Quaker." (yes, I know) "And she's impossible." (yes. I know.) Oh, this class is going to be tough!! We'll see how this all goes. Dear me.
And on a rant note: I wanted to sock the Associated Press this morning when I read the article about WYD. It was just a short blurb, but in the 2 columns (about 2 inches long, an inch wide), they somehow managed to mention that the Pope "was stiff" "did not kiss the ground, as John Paul II had" and "was a former Hitler Youth". SERIOUSLY. I just want to scream...can you truly not understand that HE IS NOT JOHN PAUL? I would be more ticked off if he tried to be JP2...it would be too sick and twisted trying to impersonate such a beloved pope. I think the BEST possible thing for BXVI to do is be himself. And he's doing a mighty fine job of it. So, my dear Associated Press, cut out the negativity and cynicism, because it's stale, unimpressive and tiresome. I can no longer stand to read such ridiculously slanted opinion-based editorials which are unsuccessfully feigned as "news".
I feel *a little* better. ;)
6 days until Loras!
Caritas et veritas!!
And today was the green-and-white game...aka the first unofficial game of the high school football season. And yes, my brother is the captain. :) I am one proud sister. I love to hear the announcer say "Tackle by Brian K*******". I always shout and make a spectacle of myself. What good is family if they're not a complete embarrassment? ;)
Go Bri!!
And afterwards I went to Barnes & Nobles for the last time (probably, anyway) with Erin. I do love those nights, when we sit and drink coffee and discuss random things and frustrations and ideas and whatnot, whilst thumbing through superficial fashion and trend magazines. I don't know why it's so therapeutic, but it is - I always leave feeling so much more refreshed. I do miss those nights when I am at school...
So tonight at B&N I ran into a girl I go to school with who was like "Oh...you have Dr. X? I had her. She's crazy. And a Quaker" (yes, I know) "She's a feminist too. A feminist Quaker." (yes, I know) "And she's impossible." (yes. I know.) Oh, this class is going to be tough!! We'll see how this all goes. Dear me.
And on a rant note: I wanted to sock the Associated Press this morning when I read the article about WYD. It was just a short blurb, but in the 2 columns (about 2 inches long, an inch wide), they somehow managed to mention that the Pope "was stiff" "did not kiss the ground, as John Paul II had" and "was a former Hitler Youth". SERIOUSLY. I just want to scream...can you truly not understand that HE IS NOT JOHN PAUL? I would be more ticked off if he tried to be JP2...it would be too sick and twisted trying to impersonate such a beloved pope. I think the BEST possible thing for BXVI to do is be himself. And he's doing a mighty fine job of it. So, my dear Associated Press, cut out the negativity and cynicism, because it's stale, unimpressive and tiresome. I can no longer stand to read such ridiculously slanted opinion-based editorials which are unsuccessfully feigned as "news".
I feel *a little* better. ;)
6 days until Loras!
Caritas et veritas!!
