curlyqsu

Strange Question

2008-12-01T15:23:48Z

Anyone know any gut German musik (that is not metal)?

Not-so-Turkey Day

2008-11-29T06:05:02Z

This weekend is great, it is exactly what I needed. I needed a reminder that I do indeed have friends outside of Oberlin, and that they are great people.

    Yes, I do need to do work, but I craved Kentucky. Like when you were little and you got sick, then felt better and wanted to play outside, but your mother told you that you had to stay inside until your fever was complete gone. Homework is the last little inch of that Oberlin fever I've been having, and being here for Thanksgiving is like being old enough to know better and the diving head first into the swimming pool. Feels good.

    Jessica's mom cooks her traditional and Thanksgiving lunch. The family eats in casual attire, her mom is still wearing sweat pants after cooking a gigantic meal. I like that. After a break for our over-filled stomachs and a romp outdoors in the beautiful and sunny 50 degree weather, Jessica and I come back in for Derby Pie, a fantastic and delicious Kentucky original (and perhaps the only kind of pie I really like).

(not really like either picture of course)

    After pie, Jessica, her girly younger sister, her now-two-inches-taller-than-me younger brother, her adorable and quirky mother, and her humorous father all get into there car and head to jessica's mother's parents' house. I assumed no one would remember me since It was a few hour period a year ago. Yet, every person I met on the way to the door at least vaguely remembered me from last year and gave me a gigantic hug.


When I went inside, the entire poker table stopped their game and all gave a gigantic groan. Their grandfather said something like, "Oh no, it's you again". You see last year I had beaten them at poker, badly. They play for money. I bought myself a fancy "Burbon Ball French Toast" the following day with the money I made- paid all in quarters. This year I didn't fair as lucky; I came out about even. However, I love playing poker with Jessica's outlandish relatives. Her grandparents are not like stereotypical grandparents. Her grandfather was drunk and lively and cracking ridiculous jokes with his thick Kentucky accent- from bad poker jokes to dirty jokes. I was thoroughly entertained.

Adventures

2008-11-24T06:35:26Z

For my Anthro. class I have to go out and take field notes on an activity/event.
This activity should ideally be something I can participate in and something that is brand new for me.

I am hoping to use this as a chance to explore all the awesome things Oberlin has to offer that I never get to taken advantage of.

Any suggestions?

Das Leben

2008-11-18T09:25:36Z

Das Leben- La vida- Life

I feel as though it is most accurately articulated in all three languages, since I spend so much of my time speaking in German (bad German that is intermixed with English and Spanish).

Harkness- I loved you, we had a good thing going. But, you kept me up all night, you infested my lungs with smoke 24/7, and you prevented me from doing any work ever. Seriously, this thing has gotta end. Next semester I am getting a single, damn it, and living elsewhere. I will miss walking down a floor to the kitchen in my pjs.

I have been lacking in sleep, overwhelmed by school, constantly behind due to a prolonged minor yet bothersome illness, but I am the happiest I have been in a long time.

Natalia is amazing. I am so lucky guys, seriously. The other night we stayed up nearly all night to make things for our special meal together. We listened to 90's music, dancing around the kitchen, and just spending time together. We both can't stop smiling whenever we're around each other. She makes me so happy.

curlyqsu @ 2008-10-09T20:52:00

2008-10-10T04:12:04Z

My friend from back home, who is completely straight edge, just got an alcohol violation.
No, she was not drinking.
She called her mother and her mother said, "Shelli finally got in trouble! Now go and get drunk at a frat party."
Kind of amazing.

Flowers and Spanish- definitely the most effective way to make me all sparkly eyed.

Catherine is coming into town Friday (tomorrow)!

Haven't been as productive as I should be. Gonna work on that...

It was nice out today- I even sat outside and hung out with Lindsay and Meredith and Natalia.

Harkness lounge has covers on its lights! No my eyes don't sort of burn and twitch if I accidentally look upwards- it's awesome!

p.s. About the music I posted last time, I tried setting it up on my friend's computer and for some reason the password works on mine, but comes up as an "invalid password" on hers.

curlyqsu @ 2008-09-28T02:53:00

2008-09-28T06:46:36Z

As most of you know, today involved fun with body painting. Robots! Scaly things! Neurons! Oh My!

The spirit of Harkness

Robot Love
(Both photos courtesy of Ma'ayan)

Yesterday I spent most of the night in Harkness and it was exactly how I wanted to spend my Friday night. Watched a movie with Kat. Attempted a sleepover in the Harkness lounge. Realized little or no sleeping would actually take place and finally went to my own bed around 5.

*

Never begin your day with the phrase, "Wouldn't it be funny if...?"

curlyqsu @ 2008-09-18T00:38:00

2008-09-18T05:17:44Z

Friends- we only study together or briefly accomplish key talking points, not real hanging out. I've never been good at facilitating good quick interactions without context.
(but better than the "Fine....ya.....cool....uh-huh" people).

90% of my social action since saturday morning can be summarized by the following:

"german german german
I miss you
library
crest toothpaste is pure sugar (cringe face).
german
She seemed really committed to the position, but I think they are all good candidates.
sleep- need it
german
hey, how is that boy/girl of yours?
ya- we should hang out more!
sign language,
sign language- book hand off?
literacy class
german german
psych
er-maybe i'll see you there, but I don't think I have time.
german german
Wow, that sucks
feel better
hang in there
good luck
don't die
der Kugelschreiber"

On a completely different note, I am going to do way more work than I need to for my private reading because it is so freakin' cool. God damn I love that class.

I am now Education Committee Representative. The means that I: 1.educate people about OSCA and 2. organize all OSCA pizza night. I think most of the rest of my shifts will be breakfast shifts.

However, if any of you lovely folks can bring yourself to get up early enough, let me know ahead of time and I will make extra-awesome food (say, french toast and smoothies?).

Additional note- I am not the best vegan cook-especially with breakfast-friendly food. Any helpful vegan breakfast suggestions?

curlyqsu @ 2008-09-14T01:19:00

2008-09-14T06:40:14Z

Things week in language:

Mayan
    Learned about Mayan writing and got to translate a few symbols into syllables and then learn what they meant. Mayan writing, from what I gather, is all about the asthetics. They intentionally change up the symbols a little bit each time they write them so each can be its own work of art, while still comprehensibe. Imagine your back in second grade and trying to read cursive before you know how to write it, except you discover the cursive your trying to read is in German. Yeah, its a little like that.

German
    Decided that I wanted to memorize the song lyrics to a German song to teach myself a few new German words. I wanted to remind myself that learning languages is something I like to do, not something I have to do. First German song that came to mind- 99 red balloons (99 Luftballons).

    Turned out great because later that day my friend Joe and I ended up watching the video on you tube and signing along to the lyrics in German. We also ended up finger painting with Jenny, Laura, Jacob, and some cool freshman whose names I can't all remember. I ended my day wearing a cowboy hat, a blue nose, and a blue beard.

Serious faliure
   I'm not in SITES anymore. I screwed up by missing a mandatory meeting. Consequentially, I got dropped from the program. I apologized and was going to beg the teacher to let me back into the class, but realized that I didn't really deserve to be. I screwed up and I need to accept the consequences.

    I'm just not as on top of my shit as I want to be. If I ever learn how to handle an irregular schedule and get myself really organized, I hope that I can go back and do SITES again. Maybe one of these days I will be able to do everything without letting anybody down. For now, I feel like a real idiot. I told Kim I would send her a list of all the teaching ideas I typed up this summer and all the helpful online teaching resources I found. I really hope this doesn't mean saying goodbye to a future in Linguistics.

This week outside of Language:

Despite the fact that I sometimes suck at organizing, I have been doing a lot better at that lately. Room is actually clean and I am on top of things in my classes.

Sometimes when you really screw up, it's nice to remember times in the past where you very easily could have screwed up and didn't. For example, how miserable I would have been if I'd lived in Barrows last year or how much I would have missed out on if I hadn't patched things up with old friends.

Also, it's nice to know that I have some really solid folks in my life who I can count on to make time for me when I really need it. I am really grateful.

*

Tomorrow I will send my parents a check for all any summer expenses prior to having a job. I did better than breaking even, which was my goal.

*

Is it just me or does Harkness seem less social and less radical this year? There is a pretty intense rugby click. I no longer feel like can knock on any door in the house to say hello. Also, while pretty much no one is politically conservative, people seem more conservative in general, or at least more traditional. I mean, beer pong, really?

*

I need to make time to see people more. You should help me with this by stopping by my/ma'ayan's room to say hello.

The Great Mouse Adventure

2008-08-17T08:59:20Z

Today was interesting. Seems I can't visit home without some sort of interesting debacle.

Last visit it was a very close call with a car while riding my bike where I found myself slightly underneath the car.
This time it was a attempt to rescue a mouse my cat was carrying in its mouth.

I grabbed the cat and got my mom to take her while I scooped up the mouse. The mouse latched to my middle finger with its teeth. I tried to pull it off for a while, but didn't want to pull to hard and have mouse guts dangling from my finger. Then I tried to pry its jaw free. No success. Finally, I shook it off. After a few small flicks off the wrist, I gave a final violent shake to send the mouse flying into the ceiling. It landed, on its feet even. The next time I was much more careful to pick th thing up by its tail. The mouse is fine as am I. Good news is- probably no rabies.

Back in Oberlin tomorrow (Sunday) night.

Religions Should Work Like Captain Planet

2008-08-08T06:40:44Z

Been reading online newspaper articles from El Salvador.

In summary: earthquakes-nothing too serious, school systems/availability of said systems still sucks, people still dirt poor, church cares about AIDS prevention enough to educate but still worried about potential "perversions", and they have a celebration every 31st of July called "Dia de Periodista" or "Day of the Journalist" to commemorate the 17 international and foreign journalist who were killed during the war, bringing some attention to an otherwise ignored struggle.

Hoping to keep relatively up to date on current events there (at least until March elections).

Archbishop of San Salvador (the capital)
View articles here

Also been reading Into The Pink: An Oral History of Lesbian, Gay, and Bisexual students at Oberlin College from 1937-1991.

Allan Spear '58 writes about his college roommate:

"He was, I suppose, no more homophobic than anyone else at the time, but h indulged in his fare share of faggot jokes, who's queer, and all that sort of thing. At the time of my twenty-fifth reunion, which would have been in 1983, they asked us all to submit a statement for the twenty-fifth anniversary booklet about what you have done over the last twenty-five years in seventy-five words or less. I decided that even in seventy-five words or less my coming out story certainly had to be one of the things that was most important to me in the twenty-five years since I had left Oberlin. I got a letter from this man that I had roomed with Senior year, and it was really a very nice and very touching letter in which he apologized twenty-five years later for the things he had said and the jokes that he told when we had lived together at Oberlin.... That's the first time I had heard from him in twenty-five years and since then we have kept up a sort of correspondence...."

Had a really good conversation with my mom. Yes, this is cheesy and we've never really be a girlmore girls-esque mother-daughter set, but when we do get along, it is pretty damn amazing. She told me cool stories about inspirational people and suggested and awesome idea to take what I am already doing and allow me to get paid and call it a winter term project. I am excited for LA. Parents may follow me back here and meet people and help me move in. Stay tuned.

I've read up on all the independent major guidelines. I'm seriously gonna do it guys.
Dear IM Committee,
I love you. Can I have your consent?
xxx
~Susan

City Councilman David Ashenhurst is pretty cool.

No, I am not on his staff, but he did me a favor. No, not that kind of favor. He tried to reason with an unreasonable bus driver for me (see older posts for more detailed story). Anyway, I got a chance to thank him when I passed by on the way to the bank. He seems like a really interesting guy. He offered to buy me a beer...corrected himself, and offered to buy me a coffee sometime and chat about city council stuff or whatever else. You know what? I wasn't the least bit sketched out.
In fact, contrary to Eddie Izzard, in this case, "Do you wanna cup of coffee?" really, truly does not mean sex. Also, the first time someone other than my super attractive brilliant high school tutor named Liz (probably the reason I started drinking coffee) asked me to go for coffee sometime without sketching me the fuck out.

Nonconsensual Magical Ghost Fallacio

2008-08-01T07:45:45Z

Man, I was so exhausted this morning. I keep coming into work and wanting to get things done, and they keep telling me that the resources I need to do my work will arrive shortly. So, I am not working the hours I would like to, because I cannot stand sitting around the office doing nothing.
Also, I was woken up by two workmen banging on my bedroom door asking to be let in to work in the window. I had no prior notice of there arrival. I was also not so much dressed. Not the best way to start your day. Meh.

However, the day got much better
and not just because today was payday, which was sweet!

Only one episode of firefly left.

I have been thinking....
Is it better to make a bad decisions and keep life a little more interesting or avoid the knowingly poor decisions and some of the drama that goes with it for a generally less exciting life and fewer stories to tell? (we're not talking murder here people, just the smaller bad decisions).

Not a crisis of any sort, I am just curious what you all think.

Took a nap. It was wonderful and very necessary.

Leah is awesome. I am so very glad she is my housemate. When I came back to the house she and Ivan and I talked for a good while. I think this one of the first long conversations we've had about actual personal things. Also, her function in the house is one of mediator. She allows me to look at everything and everyone in a much more comedic way- an important quality.

I am going to try to find Ivan a job in the file room with me if they'll have him.

Fish status= miraculously still not dead.

(it's zombie fish, isn't he adorable?)

Oh, and speaking of zombies...
The internet tells me I have a 70% chance of surviving a zombie attack.

get your zombie stats

curlyqsu @ 2008-07-31T03:19:00

2008-07-31T08:25:55Z

Played soccer today. Yitka, Andrew, and Timmy were there too. The rest were an assorted bunch of everyone from 30 something townies to high schoolers to Oberlin professors. I am no good at it, but I had such a blast. I am doing it again on Sunday @ 6pm. I felt like such a bad ass walking in to the Fev in our athletic gear all sweaty and gross.

If you are at all interested in playing, please come. You don't actually have to be good.

Put iTunes on shuffle. Not sure if this is before your generation, but do any of you remember bewitched? Ya, they make up a fair amount of my memories of fourth grade.

Here are some lyrics to refresh your memory:
"Hey boy, sittin' in your tree, mommy always want you to come for tea.
Don't be shy; straighten up your tie; come down from your tree out in the sky

I wanna know, just what you do; is it very big, is their room for two?
I've got a house with windows and doors; I'll show you mine if you show me yours.....
...........
Play with the girls, play with the boys, do you ever get lonely playin' with your toys?"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GLt_g3W57gs&feature=related

Yes, these are the lyrics we, or at least I, listened to as a child. Wow. No even subtle. Then again, I am pretty sure I never really thought about stuff like that in fourth grade. I was far more preoccupied with beating boys in basketball, beating girls in poker, and rolling my eyes at the dumb make-believe games my friends still wanted to play. I was a realist.

Random internet videos I find worthwhile:

long amusing rant about a pen in Jamaican Patois: (if you don't have patience for the whole thing, watch the first and last 30 seconds.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvDONsuj40I&feature=related

derrick comedy video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f67_og3v_Ow&feature=related

flash mobs:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WQG_TZBfLJU&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydCyGNXtll4&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ll61sPE8wQs&feature=related

Gay Humor: (but fun for everyone)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrHXSb-IKUo&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gSP6p2N6Vfw&feature=related

Extreme Unicycling:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtBRvSrI7_o&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kie7oocMkIU&feature=related

curlyqsu @ 2008-07-26T12:27:00

2008-07-26T16:46:32Z

Been working a lot this week, but it's been good. I like the late hours by myself copying things. I go through old year books, drink tea, read my book, and play around in the wheely chairs.

(Tank Chair. Superior to all other chairs.
Okay, office chairs, not this cool. However, when old age hits, this baby is so mine).

(They are that best....can you spot the hidden advertising?)

You know those days where you feel kind of grumpy, sleep deprived, and sick? The days when social interaction really isn't your cup of tea, and you'd far prefer an actual cup of tea, a comfy bed, and maybe a nerdy book about language? That was yesterday. That was yesterday and yesterday was pleasant hour. Needless to say this did not happen. *****THIS IS NO ONE'S FAULT*****. I think I just need to find somewhere quite and peaceful I can go after a long day at work on Fridays. Pleasant hour is much nicer when it is not obligatory.

Erika- you are awesome, thanks a bunch.

This morning my friend Meredith came into town. She was passing through on the way to her family reunion. I ate breakfast with her and her parents. Pancakes. They even paid. Really, what more could a girl ask for.

p.s. If you do not know this girl, you should; she is amazing. We met at the alumni luncheon. Her parents met each other in South.

p.p.s. you know, for a gaythiest, I have a surprising number of straight catholic friends.

I might try and get some more sleep before catering. I think we have the cool boss again, fingers crossed.

EDIT: had cool boss! Unfortunately, no dancing for me (except a little while carrying my tray or sweeping the floor). But, wedding was pretty good considering. There was cake, followed later by storytime.

and now presenting....sleep

"Are you trying to get my wife drunk" "Yes, yes I am"

2008-07-20T20:31:27Z

Day before yesterday watched the 2-hour firefly pilot. Oh dear, I may be getting hooked.

Yesterday was filled with a lot of awesome and cuteness.

I saw a couple riding a single-seater bike together; the wife was sitting on the handlebars. They were probably in their late 60's and still flirting like they were a new item. It made me ridiculously happy.

I talked to my mother. Looks like the plan if for me to go home from Saturday the 12th until following Sunday the 20th.
Is there anything super awesome I will be missing if I go then? Frequent flyer miles are a beautiful thing. I don't have to feel bad for an expensive last minute flight.

EDIT: Oops, was looking at July instead of August. I meant Saturday the 9th, through Sunday the 17th (I think that's right).

Catered a wedding. Surprisingly, not a regrettable way to spend a Saturday night. The entire night everyone was ridiculously friendly and polite.

Some of my favorite quotes included:

Me- pouring more champagne into glass next to guy with interesting tie.
Guy- " Are you trying to get my wife drunk".
Me "Yes, yes I am"

Me- collecting empty glasses from tables.
Different guy- "I was going to finish this champagne, but the rest is for you"
Me- (in surprise) "Th-Thanks"
Me- pouring champagne down sink. Thought- "what a shame".

Me- "Sorry I was in your way, sir. It's hard to get by with these giant bags (gesture to garbage bag full of beer bottles that I attempt to drag behind me)"
Bald bearded man who had been making eyes at Aries all night- "Don't worry about it." Pause "That is really a shame that you had to work so hard all night. Can I make it up to you and buy you a drink?"
Me- pause "Er..um..I can't"
Bald-beard- (sad face) "That's what they always say"

The first half of the evening was not super exciting. However, post-dinner picked up when everyone started to dance. Yes, including us. We kept to the sidelines so as not to offend our boss. However, I wasn't too worried since I caught a glimpse of her dancing too. Aries, Jess Cummings, Molly Lidz, and I danced all out to the classics of the 80's and 90's. There was a brief point in which the slightly irritating dj with spiked up bleach blond hair came over and joined us.

The other wedding-goers seemed to be amused. However, we were not the only ones dancing getting into it. At once point about 15 or 20 of the guys, including the groom and his brother, began a sort of crazy jumping circle that turned into an amateur mosh pit. The brother and his friend did the worm. One man wearing suspenders broke it down while wearing glow in the dark (leopard print?) glasses and a neon green backwards cap. The little blond boy in his formal vest attempted to do some stunts. He got lots of applause. He was also chased by a cute little curl with curly locks. Needless to say, I love these people.

After the wedding was over, Molly and I raced to Stevenson to get the dolly. She won, but she also cheated. We took turns using it as a skateboard while the other one pushed. It was far too much fun for something technically called work.

"By the way, the hammer is my penis"

2008-07-18T17:40:42Z

Leah masterfully picked the downstairs bathroom lock. Yeah, shower! Yeah, toothbrush!

Went to Catherine's Southern Banquet. I have a strange fondess for collard greens and black eyed peas. I think I could eat that everyday.  I was impressed that they managed to make southern food vegan...and you know, good too.

Harris introduced me to firefly...and I, supringly, didn't hate it. In fact I think I even liked it. Though I prefered the awesome internet advetised three episode series done by the same writer (I think it's called Dr. Horrible?). Emo dorky supervillan musicals- need I say more. Nerd points are on the rise.

Just found out crazy massive project at work is, in fact, to be mailed out on the 19th of AUGUST, not July. Phew. My boss got a good kick out of the date misunderstanding.

Good new is, now I have basically nothing to do at work until my boss gets out of her conference calls...in a few hours. Ergo, livejournal.

nooooooo

2008-07-17T14:19:54Z

The bathroom door is locked and no one is in it. How the heck did this happen?

More importantly, how do I fix it? There is no keyhole on the outside. I have tried the whole ID card in the door trick, but no luck.

I want to shower, brush my teeth....and you know maybe pee eventually.

I can't have it all

2008-07-07T02:07:35Z

Don't ever try and go anywhere in Ohio on a Sunday, just don't do it. I should know better.
The cab companies are closed, you can't purchase bus tickets anywhere in this half of the state except M-Fing Toledo, not even in cash, the trains only run between 1 and 4 am from elyria to sandusky, and the LCT has no transfer point to eerie county.
Figures
To sum it all up, getting to Cedar Point failed....busman- why won't you take my money and let me on your bus?
Sorry, Flora, I tried. It would have been really cool to see you. I guess i'll just have to find a way to visit you at Sweet Briar next year instead (may have spelled that wrong).

So all this travel confusion resulted in me spending half of the day stuck in Elyria. Yitka was awesome and dropped me off and Ivy was awesome and picked me up. Thank you both for attempting to facilitate a cool trip/save me from waiting another billion hours from the LCT.

Job-Day 3 and Drag

2008-07-03T06:40:33Z

Got hired for what is technically job #3 (if you include the sporadic catering job) at the Alumni Association (1st floor).....i'm moving on up! (from the basement and job #1, the alumni office...yes, they are technically different jobs).

Found out that in all combined jobs I am only allowed to work a total of thirty hours (or rather, will only get paid for 30 hours for campus jobs in total). Does anyone know more about this? I am not entirely sure what counts and what doesn't.

Went with Natalie yesterday to take pictures of the ginko gallery cats, they are adorable. Two little girls who were playing with them, both around age 6, posed with the cats making sad faces in the pictures to try and get them adopted. Who could resist those faces?

Was so tired when I got home last night that I slept from 8pm until the time I got up for work this morning. I am bummed I missed seeing the hulk with everyone. Sorry guys.

I went to a drag king show tonight in Cleveland...it was amazing, the same kids we saw at gay pride for the most part. I got to chat again with some of the folks we saw in the subway when we were hiding out from the storm. This one drag king (max) had his mom come to support him and the gang, she dressed in drag too, it was amazing. What a cool mom. Yitka, Erica, Sarah, Aries, Pia, and a few other random folks and I got up and danced on the stage after they were done. Everyone is just so friendly and comfortable being totally ridiculous- everyone is so in their element and I love that.

also, I got to wear a vest and a cape....which made me all the more happy and ridiculous.

Job- Day 1

2008-07-01T05:56:03Z

So, went pretty much as expected. Easier, actually (but it was the first day, so I was on a fairly mindless task). If I know you and you are a sophomore (rising junior), I probably filed things in your file. If I don't know you and you're a sophomore, I probably filed things in your file.

Also, people have some funny names. Really, who makes their kid's name rhyme?

I like the people I work with, or around, though I am by myself most of the day. I do think I'm rather a fan of the combination of filing solitude for half the day, and company for half the day (which is about how it works out).

There is only one other guy working the files downstairs. He comes in for the first half of the day usually. He's a voice major in the con, and fits the stereotype rather well. This is not to say that I dislike the stereotype. His singing in the background amuses me, and he was really nice to me when I didn't know what I was doing and probably looked rather idiotic.

Also, there are three other folks in the room next door who are sort of my bosses (at least two of them are, I think, er....I'm not sure exactly). One lady named Kay is particularly cool. She is a mom of two boys (six and one). We ran into each other and she sort of mandated me to take a break from work to come sit and chat with her for a while. It was nice.

I have a feeling I will be drinking a lot more coffee as a part of this job.

Also, got home from work, was so tired I slept until now. My sleep schedule will be forever screwy. Oh well, it keeps me amused and keeps things interesting.

P.S.
Dear bike co-op,
I love you. You teach me how to fix my bike for myself. Please figure out this charter business so you can open up your greasy pearly gates and let me in.
~Susan

Wedding and Things

2008-06-30T00:51:31Z

Catered a wedding yesterday with some conference service folks and a few others. Some of these folks included: Hana (I girl that lived in my floor in barrows week 1 of school), Sergio, Aries, Jenny Saladik, Sarah, and a few others. It's nice doing a job when cool people are around to pass the time with.
We had to wear the interesting catering outfits that read, "campus catering" and button them up to our necks.

Innovation and skill in this job is finding a scrunchy to tie your hair back with or using a water jug as an ice bucket.
We only had decafe coffee, but were instructed to tell the guests it was whatever they wanted to hear. If they wanted regular coffee, we were supposed to run back to the "behind the scenes" catering area and bring back out the same coffee pitcher to fill there cup. Sergio brought out two pitchers at once, occasionally forgetting which one was supposed to be the "decafe" and which one was supposed to be the "caffeinated"

Certain part of this evening reminded me of a terrible rhyme (that I swear is in a real girl scout song I had to sing in 5th grade). The line goes like "coffee sir? Tea sir? Coffee, tea, or me sir?"

However, most of the night was surprisingly fun. I loved that some people were so thankful when we delivered their cake and coffee. I loved watching the bride and groom dance to their first slow song.

A large part of what they paid me for- blowing out candles on the tables, eating cake, and carefully arranging carrots on plates.

In other news:
Elisa woke me up this morning to say goodbye. I intended to get up early to see her off, but she said she would just wake me...and well, I was too exhausted to persist.

Sean is gone for the summer. I think he is one of those people that it is impossible for anyone to dislike. I really respect those people.

Sometimes, every once in a great while, don't you wish you could take someone outside- old school style, kick their ass, and then move on with your lives as though nothing ever happened? Granted, even if I could, I would probably lose miserably.

Job

2008-06-27T17:55:56Z

Job - I haz 1

Housing Update

2008-06-26T08:14:58Z

In:

elisa will be here this weekend.

aaron walker is temporarily living with me. He may end up renting one of the rooms here and staying for a while. We are planning on having some version of Pleasant Hour. More information on this coming soon. All of you who are here or near this summer are invited.

Ivan is to come back shortly, I am hoping that he will move upstairs largely because he and leah and frolic together undisturbed and because they will no longer me dissatisfied with their floor of separation (don't blame the, but I want the cold and lovely basement room, even if it's the smallest).

My friend Jessica Tingle is coming to visit (yes, she does have the best porn star name ever). She is brilliant and off to Cornell for engineering in the fall. She will be staying for at least a week and hopefully bringing along one of her friends from home or her boyfriend Gabriel as well.

Out:
sean lucious (horribly spelled I'm sure) is leaving for the summer this weekend. lame, very lame.

I am aware that I do not capitalize regularly. Fuck It.

p.s. had a job interview today. it went well (crossed-fingers)

is it weird that am I so excited about a potential filling job? that the number of files in their cabinets actually impresses me? to caress each sexy alumni....stop..okay, but it's air-conditioned.

I do actually think it would be a cool job...(files, come to me now).

curlyqsu @ 2008-06-24T00:08:00

2008-06-24T04:22:25Z

So I finally started this Oberlin history project. I've been going through the Archive's photos and reading all the captions to figuring out a starting point for how to go about my research.
Here are some interesting pictures I found:

The early days at the five and dime.

On the left, former Oberlin athletics director with family and
really sweet bicycle. Why is the bike co-op not making these?

Allen Ginsberg reads some of his poetry at the co-op
bookstore.

Amusing add from the back of a yearbook.

She kind of looks like she is ready
to get married and is trying to
decide which man is worthy of her.

Mock Convention, outside hall in the 70's I believe. Live
elephants.

Also, I am sort of curious if the school is going to do something (more than just planting a tree in honor of the founders) for the 175th anniversary (this year). Personally, I suggest re-enactments of some of a handful of interesting Oberlin historical moment throughout the week and alumni who so chooses coming in to tell interesting stories from their time here. Also, they should end the week with fireworks or a bonfire in tappan. Just my suggestion.

Will keep you posted as research continues.

Cleveland Pride Parade

2008-06-22T14:11:47Z

Yesterday I went with Sarah Thompson to a gay pride parade.

The day went something like this-
Breakfast of fake sausage, cheesy eggs, and coffee. Hurry to bus.
At 8:44am Sarah and I were less than a half block away from the LCT stop when we see the bus pass.
Sarah- It was definitely not the bus, they are never early
me- ok we'll wait

wait wait wait

it was the bus.

We decide to wander around town and run into Leah (housemate) and friend (John). I mention what happened. He offers to drive us. COOL!

We ask for directions and end up with a spot in the parade and free t-shirts from some nice Equality for Ohio folks. We walk in the parade carrying flags, handing out cards, and occasionally helping to carry the banner. Then we watch the rest of the parade:

Cleveland Drag Kings and Girls- we saw them preform to
They were amazing. Let's just say, one of them involved
a drag vampire.   Those too words, in the same sentence,
SO MUCH AWESOME. Not to mention oh my god,
attractive, SO attractive.

Went up and talked to them afterwards. They were all really
nice and really down to earth. They told us about their
upcoming SUPER HERO THEMED DRAG SHOW. Need I say
more; I'll be there.

This was a party bus that we saw going down the parade route.
It had little rainbow windmills attached to the sides and in case
you can't tell, the little fuzzy dots are bubbles! The side of the
bus reads: Metro Youth.

This cool lady was
wearing the most amaz-
ing outfit. We went up
and talked to her later
(everyone there was
really friendly). A girl she
was talking to was saying
how much she wanted to
go to Oberlin.
Her outfit also included
a Q on the front. (I am a
terrible gay, my first
thought was that the Q
stood for Quail Man).
Note the roller skates.

At the festival after the parade:

These were some of the performers for one of the fetish shows
advertised above. They were scantily clad and there were
chains and whips and collars involved. Also one woman wear
leather bra that looked like a spider web (and was as revealing)
and one dorky, yet endearing ring leader guy with top hat and
goggles.

We also saw a local rock band perform called Equals 4 with one very hot guitarist/back up singer. The back of her guitar said "Lick Me".

Sarah and I were starting to leave just as it started to get really windy. There was this construction site we had to walk by with a huge mound of dirt and grit that was getting tossed up into a huge dust whirlwind. We made it into subway for cover. There we ran into the CDK or the Cleveland Drag Kings from earlier. After eating dinner and hanging out in the subway for a while, the wind finally died down. However, it had started to pour. We were shoe-squishing and twist out the water from our shirt sleeves wet. It certainly didn't help that we had just come from seeing so very many hot lesbians. I was so soaked that you could even see the contents of my short pockets from the outside of the shorts and the pride from my rainbow underwear.

We took turns changing in a corner of the subway into our dryer extra free shirts we got that day and then took the RTA to the airport. Andrew and Erica picked us up from there. They brought towels- you guys are absolutely wonderful people!

At the end of the day (and I can only speak for myself, but I am going to assume that most of these apply for Sarah as well), we were: covered in grit and dust, wet, turned on, tired, and sun burnt. My parents, having given up on keeping me clean in kindergarten, invented a saying that went something like, "Well, the dirtier you are- the more covered in paint and dirt and marker, the more bruised from soccer and kickball- the more fun you had today". By there standards and mine, It was a very good day.

To top it all off, at the end of the day I checked my e-mail and found out they want me to start working occasional catering jobs right away- JOB!!!.   YESSS!!!

p.s. I had planned on going to the chalk walk since I didn't think this would happen. I'm sorry I missed it. I want to hear all about cool things people drew and interesting things that happened.

p.p.s. glad there was, in fact, no tornado.

Summer-part 3

2008-06-16T08:43:24Z

Collin, the boy that made high school bearable, called me yesterday. Granted, I finally got up the balls to call him first, but him calling me back is a big deal. We haven't talked since October break for technical and other reasons. He stopped checking his facebook because I was the only person he would talk to on it. My AIM doesn't work. He doesn't do phone.
It's hard.

Point being, It had been a long time. It was really, really nice to hear from him. He doesn't believe me, but he would do well at Oberlin. However, the neoliberalism might drive him a little bonkers.

Had fun hanging out with Natalie and Kurt and then went to the house where Catherine, Benny, Molly, and a bunch of other people are living. I ate cake, played taboo, and set off fireworks at Jess Cumming's birthday celebration.

Saw Jenny Saladik for the first time in a while. The same day Sean, my housemate, introduced me to kill bill. dear god, what a wonderful movie. Who but Uma Thurman could possibly be bad ass enough to will herself out of being a paraplegic?

Watched Blue Velvet with Aries and then spent a full day making dulce de leche.
Blue velvet was horrific. It made sex sound horribly unappealing. However, the dulce de leche was delicious. Commenting on the most horrendous aspects of the movie with Aries was pretty fun too. Aries also cleaned my kitchen, which was sweet, but way way too nice of her. Thank you Aries.

As a random side note....my, of the cat formerly known as my cat, had an abortion and got spayed. The abortion is sad because I don't see it as entirely necessary. However, it is a very good thing that she got spayed. They kind of did a shit job, so I hope she heals okay. I might take her to another vet to get them to look at it .

Also, Ivy introduced me to Garfield without Garfield comics:
http://garfieldminusgarfield.net/page/4
good for a momentary laugh. It is Garfield with all of Garfield's lines removed, making john look rather like the pathetic lonely middle aged man he is. Like this one entry from May 22nd:

there's also dysfunctional family circus:

Does Daddy know you're a lesbian?

or this one:

Don't feel too bad, Daddy. It happens to all men sometimes.