October 2008
15 posts
nyquil is pretty smokin'
last night, i was so sickish. so i had a little nyquil. i can’t take much- cause it’s so strong, and i react to that stuff fast. all i know, is that i anticipated some friggin’ awesome sleep (got it).
kel was with me earlier in the night, and when she left, i told her, ‘please call me and let me know you’re safe’. this was well before the nyquil. 2 hrs...
wangs
amywithlemon: sure thang chicken wang. wow. that is phonetically how i said that in my head. however, not the imagery i was going for.
kelly: i don't think chickens have wangs. i learned that in biology.
amywithlemon: if chickens don't have wangs, how do they make more chickens?
kelly: they just rub against each other in the general area, and have really potent sperm. true story. http://www-biol.paisley.ac.uk/courses/tatner/biomedia/units/bird9.htm
amywithlemon: see you knew to look up reproduction of birds. that is smart thinking. i however went with 'chicken penis'. which brings up a WHOLE slew of awesome.
kelly: yeah, i'm pretty glad i didn't go with "chicken penis"
amywithlemon: apparently some people have mistaken their penises for chicken necks and subsequently cut them off. which is a tragic, cautionary tale for everyone.
kelly: omg. ewww. although i think that those that stupid might deserve their sexless lives.
amywithlemon: it makes one wonder exactly what was surrounding their penis area that it could be mistaken for a chicken neck.... well, it certainly would prevent them from having more penile-identification-challenged children.
punching babies
meh- the chunkiest part of this blog originally had me whinging about my gimpy ass foot and poetically describing how i would punch babies in the face and watch them heap into a pile of punched-out babies. also, that i got another 100 in geology. i didn’t score 100 in math. (that’s actually a good thing. geology doesn’t make me anxious like math. it’s not as important to...
kelly rules
kelly: in any situation where one of the options would cast me as a ho, you may presume the other option.
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kelly: i want to be that old lady that when she dies, they all go "we had no idea she was so kind."
“pervertingwithlemon.com”
– still available… if i got it and i’d use it for devious measures. but i know it’d trace back to me somehow. and by devious, i mean basically, a means to embarrass the crap out of asshat’s i deal with near daily.
a girl can dream *sigh*.
i need a baseball bat
also- tractors. growing up in the city, i never saw tractors, they were the things dreams were made of. i actually still get a toy tractor every year from my mom at christmas, simply because i liked them so much as a kid.
now, living in such close proximity to such a saucy plethora of tractors, i really, really just want to shoot them in the face. (it is not the point that tractors do not have...
i find it difficult
that my heart wells so strongly at times about things i cannot express. for expression would fall short, and none would understand but that whom it’s intended.
in which i completely make an ass of myself again...
there is always a booth with students asking for donations for some random thing next to my coffee stop. if i have a buck, and i don’t hate whatever they are trying to push, i give it. homeless people? 1$ feed the children? 1$ vague awareness for ambivalence? 1$
today, after i zipped my wallet back up in my bag, i passed the ever present booth:
“can you give some change to support...
you don't know my life.
was checking my domain (yep, it’s mine, check), and they conveniently offered some suggestions for me.
pervertingwithlemon.com has a real nice ring to it.
i think of a small stack of quarters
whenever i think of my grandpa. see, he isn’t my ‘real’ grandpa. he’s my ‘step-grandfather’. but when i came into his family when i was 11, his family was the closest thing i had to a real ‘full’ family. and every sunday at exactly 3 o’clock, the whole family (at least 10 grandkids plus mom’s and dad’s) would gather to visit...
small
is the amount i know and how i feel when facing that vast place of the unknown known.
like standing at the threshold, at the place where land becomes ocean, the more i venture in, the bigger the waves. the bigger the waves, the more i fall down.
until i stop walking proud against the deluge and slip into it. then, then i am done.
and yet just begun.
math quotes i dig.
Classification of mathematical problems as linear and nonlinear is like classification of the Universe as bananas and non-bananas.
(i will take my universe ‘as bananas’, please.)
Philosophy is a game with objectives and no rules. Mathematics is a game with rules and no objectives.
(i am finding that non-math related philosophy is like eating a squid’s ass-...