Posts from — August 2004
pissed off
I am extremely pissed off. I don’t understand how it is that the university system has money to pay for foreign students (students not born in the US) to come here for college while the citizens have to be stuck with a boatload of student loans. I don’t understand that at all. Then the students aren’t even grateful for the opportunity to be over here studying. They act like we’re supposed to worship the ground they walk on. I’m just glad that I’m not ghetto or we would have already been fighting because I just don’t appreciate their attitude. My roommates are some of these foreign students and they already don’t like me and we’ve only been living together for 3 days. Whatever. I’m still not changing who I am for anybody. If they don’t like it they can go back where they came from.
August 19, 2004 No Comments
milestones
I have surpassed the 200 mark as far as subscribers to my ezines are concerned. Also, according to my counter I have 1020 hits thus far. Now to convert those visits into subscribers… or even paying customers…
August 15, 2004 No Comments
i have to move back in :-(
Well sports fans it looks as though this blogger will be one of those “adult children living at home” again. I still haven’t been able to find a full time job. I’m going to have to drop out of school and live at home. I know that is the most logical thing to do, but I feel like such a failure…
I just needed to vent. Hopefully there won’t be too many posts like this. I try to keep things upbeat around her.
August 14, 2004 No Comments
writing exercise (short story)
trouble
graph
camping
float
She knew it was going to be a long day. The trouble started when she was walking to the train station. A couple of the regulars were camping out in the park. One of the gentlemen asked her for a quarter and as usual she said no. That shouldn’t have been unusual, but I guess the heat must have gotten to the man. He said “Stupid ho.” She turned around and said, “Excuse me? I just know you didn’t go there.” He said, “Hell yeah, I went there and what are you going to do about it?” She said, “What makes you think I’m going to do something about it?” “I don’t have to give you anything. Why don’t you get a job?” Just then a cop walked by. “Ma’am are you bothering this man?” asked the cop.
“No,” replied the woman. “This man is bothering me. He just solicited me for a quarter. I know there has got to be some kind of panhandling law.”
“There is one, but because people usually don’t file complaints, these people just kind of float from corner to corner.”
“Well you know what? I’m going to file a complaint.” “This man made me late for my final exam. I’ve got to graph formulas and stuff.”
The officer said, “No problem ma’am. I can take your report here.” She filled out the report and took it to her stupid professor who wouldn’t even let her make up the final exam. He said she should have given the man a quarter…
August 11, 2004 No Comments
July 14 writing exercise
west best nest zest
I wanted to see the beach, so I decided to head west.
I know Georgia has beaches too,
but it was also time to leave the nest
I felt like a monkey in a zoo.
Besides, I heard that their beaches were the best.
If I’m going to disprove that fact, I have to go see
I’m going to do it with a lot of zest.
The zest that you see only comes from me.
August 5, 2004 No Comments
July 3 writing exercise
write a poem using these words.
Capture Glass Reluctant Light
Why is she reluctant to talk?
Is there something wrong with her voice?
Does she think she’ll get turned into a celery stalk?
Or does she have an unpaid invoice?
Maybe she doesn’t want to turn into glass.
Maybe it’s just too hard to speak.
Or maybe she’s afraid she’ll say something crass.
At least if she writes, she can sound unique.
Maybe she can’t capture her meaning with her mouth.
Maybe she’s better with her ink pen.
Maybe she’s afraid she’ll bring on a drought.
One of the prophets did it, she doesn’t want to do it again.
Well at least she sees the light
That’s something that most people just don’t do.
She knows what she says won’t come out right.
Maybe she’ll try to start anew.
August 4, 2004 No Comments
workaholic
It’s official. I am a workaholic. I have a god-awful summer cold. Instead of laying down like a sensible person, what did I do today? I published my ezine and I promoted. I’m still up because I decided to add another product to my website. I’m going to add it tommorrow, but I decided that I should upload all the files tonight. I’m not even taking my own advice. I promise that I’m going to sleep eventually….
August 4, 2004 No Comments
