Monday, November 10, 2008


Time: 9:11

Hours left till paper due: .... stopped counting

Pages written: 3 FULL pages (MLA style, 12 point, times new roman, double spaced, 1 inch margins, and a header.. no title page necessary)

Pages needed: 2 more to go baby!

Words typed: 914

Current craving: Still on pickles. All of Grandma's pickles disappeared before the last Econ test, but I'm pretty sure there is a jar of vlassic kosher dills somewhere in the depths of the fridge. Thinking about bribing J.R. to make brownies by giving him a can of Coke.

Current distraction: Taylor Swift and her stupid Love Story song and a puppy who thinks he needs attention (as if he doesn't get any at all).

The paper continues...

Time: 7:56

Hours left till paper due: Who cares...

Pages written: 2ish

Pages needed: 3ish to go!

Words typed: 503

Current distraction: J.R. and his crabby mood. I'm curious as to what he is doing upstairs as he keeps "dropping" things on the floor, but am afraid to look. His grumpiness (brought on by me checking on him to make sure he was awake this morning and interrupting his sleep, and then by me forgetting to hang the phone up, and I'm sure I've done something else in there too like telling him I love him to many times in one day *oh the horror!*)is keeping me far, far, far away from him.

Current craving: pickles


Time: 7:21 pm

Hours left till paper due: 19

Pages written: 1

Pages needed: 5

Words typed: 235

Currently feeling: Unmotivated, yet slightly more motivated than last night.

Maybe a pan of brownies will make life better.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Unmet Needs

I was standing in line at Burger King a few days ago when I noticed a brochure for an organization I had never heard of before.

Unmet Needs is a program administered by the VFW and focuses on helping military families. The amazing thing about this program is the different ways you may donate assistance. We are all feeling the effects of the economy and the limits of a dollar bill today, but with Unmet Needs you may also donate your time and skills to help military families. Maybe you're a handyman who can help build a play set, or perform routine maintenance on a lawnmower or snow blower. Maybe you can cook a meal to help a busy "single" parent relax for a night. Please, please, please stop by their website and learn more.

My ONLY complaint with the group is the picture on the brochure that also appears on the front of the web page. The woman appears to be an older mom with a super conservative wardrobe. Her children are straight from a 50's American Dream image and they scream perfection. If someone can find a real military family that looks like this, let me know. A more accurate photo would be of a young woman with her hair in a pony tail wearing an old shirt that has spit-up on it. A baby propped on her hip and a second child covered in dirt from playing outside.

Maybe it is just my constant struggle with the average US citizens perceived age of our military members. It can be hard to remember that it is not a "traditional" lifestyle and the average military wife is not the average American girl getting married at 25.1 years of age.

Regardless of image, check out Unmet Needs and don't forget the military families who are also serving our great country. And if you're a military family that needs assistance, APPLY FOR HELP!

Saturday, November 8, 2008

The Dungeon

Last night I somehow convinced J.R. to let me have my very own office. This sounded like a good idea at the time, but now I've realized I really just have a dungeon in the basement to escape to. Our house is a bijillion years old, the basement is creepy as hell, and the light switch is at the BOTTOM of the steps. One has to clutch the side of the wall and search for the next step that leads you into the pit of darkness. I usually try to get Brutus to run down first, after all, if anything scary was in the basement, I'm sure he would fight it off (haha). So far I haven't fooled him. Even throwing a ball down the steps hasn't convinced Brutus to run down first. And so I take a deep breath, run down the steps as fast as possible, and flip the switch.

Last night I fixed up the room so that it was a bit more inhabitable. I vacuumed the spiders and gave the cement floor it's first cleaning in what I believe to be twenty years. I threw an old rug down that doesn't cover the whole floor, but enough to keep you from walking on cold concrete while you're in the room. J.R. insisted that I keep the shelving in here that has all of his junk stacked on it. I quickly disguised them by taking an old red shower curtain and hanging it from the top wire rack. Now I have one red wall in the midst of all the white painted blocks. After twenty minutes of begging, whining, and completely obnoxious behavior, I was able to convince J.R. to haul my desk down to the basement. He mumbled something under his breath as he carried it down. I'm pretty sure he said something along the lines of "My wife is the most beautiful person in the whole world, I love her more than anything." At least that's what I'm going to pretend he said. With the addition of my desk, my desk chair, and the basket chair, I've made a comfortable place to study. Sure it's freezing cold, really creepy, and there are no windows, but it's my OWN space. It provides me a place to stumble in peace.

Speaking of stumble...

With a research paper that is close to being due, I have been cramming in all sorts of reading on Hmong culture (it's much more fascinating that I make it sound). In an act of procrastination, I have been hitting the stumble button for about the last 40 minutes. I just happened to stumble upon this honest list and couldn't help but share. Thanks to whatever random site had this posted...

How to write a paper in college/university:

1. Sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a well lit place in front of your computer.

2. Log onto MSN and ICQ (be sure to go on away!). Check your email.

3. Read over the assignment carefully, to make certain you understand it.

4. Walk down to the vending machines and buy some chocolate to help you concentrate.

5. Check your email.

6. Call up a friend and ask if he/she wants to go to grab a coffee. Just to get settled down and ready to work.

7. When you get back to your room, sit in a straight, comfortable chair in a clean, well lit place.

8. Read over the assignment again to make absolutely certain you understand it.

9. Check your email.

10. You know, you haven't written to that kid you met at camp since fourth grade. You'd better write that letter now and get it out of the way so you can concentrate.

11. Look at your teeth in the bathroom mirror.

12. Grab some mp3z off of kazaa.

13. Check your email. ANY OF THIS SOUND FAMILIAR YET?!

14. MSN chat with one of your friends about the future. (ie summer plans).

15. Check your email.

16. Listen to your new mp3z and download some more.

17. Phone your friend on the other floor and ask if she's started writing yet. Exchange derogatory emarks about your prof, thecourse, the college, the world at large.

18. Walk to the store and buy a pack of gum. You've probably run out.

19. While you've got the gum you may as well buy a magazine and read it.

20. Check your email.

21. Check the newspaper listings to make sure you aren't missing something truly worthwhile on TV.

22. Play some solitare (or age of legends!).

23. Check out

24. Wash your hands.

25. Call up a friend to see how much they have done, probably haven't started either.

26. Look through your housemate's book of pictures from home. Ask who everyone is.

27. Sit down and do some serious thinking about your plans for the future.

28. Check to see if has been updated yet.

29. Check your email and listen to your new mp3z.

30. You should be rebooting by now, assuming that windows is crashing on schedule.

31. Read over the assignment one more time, just for heck of it.

32. Scoot your chair across the room to the window and watch the sunrise.

33. Lie face down on the floor and moan.

34. Punch the wall and break something.

35. Check your email.

36. Mumble obscenities.

37. 5am - start hacking on the paper without stopping. 6am -paper is finished.

38. Complain to everyone that you didn't get any sleep because you had to write that stupid paper.

39. Go to class, hand in paper, and leave right away so you can take a nap.

I'm sure at some point I'll finish the paper, but it's not due till Tuesday. Until then I'll just stay in my dungeon listening to Jack Johnson and checking my facebook pages every three minutes.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


Four years ago on election day, I was TWO days shy of 18. This year I was able to vote for the first time, and yes, it was everything I thought it would be. I have written about my voting experience, but it's only half way written and it was much to special of an experience to leave out any detail... so I'll get to it sometime in the near future when I'm not working on a massive research paper.

Tonight I say goodbye to 21 and hello to 22. Now if I could just get through tomorrow without any of the freshman asking me how old I am so I can avoid the "wow you're old... will you buy me beer?" remark.

With school being insane there isn't much planned for celebrations. Quiet dinner with JR and some time with the girls. It will be a much needed break from my week of chaos.

Monday, November 3, 2008


I've made my decision in who I will vote for tomorrow, and it was not an easy choice to make. I feel as though I am being forced to choose between the lesser of two evils.

There is no denying that our country is hurting. I don't believe that anyone can have the answers to fix our issues tomorrow. We are down to trial and error and tomorrow we decide which trial to try first. Maybe this will work, but maybe we have four more years of dreams that fail to fully repair.

It's been a close election and whatever the outcome may be we will ride out the next four years together.