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Thursday, March 28, 2002
 
yes carol, BEACH GOOD

 
dude, teresa, what if your feet were actually supervillans, then it would all work out

Monday, March 25, 2002
 
my feet have scary weird blister thingys on them and the doctor said i had to burn them off with acid. I think acid sounds scary. Death by acid is choice amoung many supervillians. what if I burn off the wrong part of my foot on accident? I think i am growing rather fond of my blister thingys, what have they ever done to deserve death by acid? bleehhh feet are disgusting. this was a rather disgusting message, here i will put a disclaimer on the bottom CONTENTS OF THIS POST ARE VERY GROSS--- IF YOU HAVE ISSUES WITH FEET DO NOT READ-- there. ugg i have been in the library way too long...

Wednesday, March 20, 2002
 
lol meg that was a really long winded way of saying you wanted to go to the beach

Tuesday, March 19, 2002
 
once there was a girl who lived in the city and loved the sun very much. But she could not see the sun because of all the tall buidings. So she called to the sun, "Sun, I want to see you." And the sun replied, "Come, walk to the meadow, and you shall see me." So the girl went to the meadow and saw the sun, but the sun seemed so small compared to the great blue sky. So she called to the sun, "Sun, I want to be closer to you." And the sun replied, "Come, climb to the moutain, and you shall be closer to me." So the girl climbed the moutain, but there were trees that shaded her at the top of the moutain and she could only catch glimpses of the sun. So she said to the sun, "Sun, I want to bathe in your warmth." And the sun replied, "Come, walk to the beach and you can bathe in my warmth." So the girl went to the beach, and what do you know? The sun was right! Lets all go to the beach this summer, it'll be great, please please please!

 
dude, kjersti, I don't hav msn, but I definatly have AIM, mine is megss82, I think a lot of us have AIM, but dude, I will totally try to get msn, I don't know if they have it for mac or not though.

 
i think i want to drop out of school and sell popcorn at large sporting events, because the popcorn is always reallly yummy and you get to watch the games for free and people yell alot there and are happy, unlike the library where everyone is quiet and wants to shoot themselves

 
bleeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i have been in the library for 6 hours. I decided to take a break and check my email because as i was reading my britt lit, i realized there was something on my head and panicked. SO i very gingerly touched my head , i case it was a brain sucking bug, and realized i had forgotten i was wearing a hat

Sunday, March 17, 2002
 
Do any of you guys have MSN messenger? If you do, my e-mail is Iamanumbrella@hotmail.com (nick: Iamanumbrella)

 
hey meg!
Crazy is an understatement.......

Friday, March 08, 2002
 
semi fried: spring break

ok, here is my crazy spring break:

friday, leave the 1.5 foot snow covered goshen late at night for a long car ride through the night, ariving in mamphis in time for some of s to here a philip glass concert, then hang around memphis until the evening and head off through the night again. aroung 9 at night we stop at a gas station and break out the stove camp and cook some ramen, the manager their isn't too happy and calls the cops.

we arive at the tip of alabama semi early the next morning, the camp personel see two car loads of 9 college students pull up and claim that they have been filled since january, so we head off to new orleans and then shoot down to the tip of louisiana where the park rangers are much more welcoming out in the middle of no where, some like to call it the bayou, its official name is grand isle state park.

we set up camp on the beach, its around noon and crazy cold, we all huddle in the car and wait for night fall, some old people from minisota in an RV invite us to have some boxed wine in exchange for some music. so jed, one of the guys along, brings his violin and plays some classical tunes while we sit, cramped, sipping boxed wine in paper cups, very classy.

night comes and with the wood we've gathered we cook some ramen and beans, tasty. following the tasty dinner we fprm a drum circle with some trash barrels and have a blast making noise. the only other people there in tents, some kids from another indiana weslyan, have a large bon fire, we join their company and its warmth.

when the fire dies down, we head back to the tent, emphasis on the singular part or that sentance. we've got six sleeping pags and nine people, logical solution: form a pile. the wind is out rageous and the temperature below freezing, the tent collapses twice in the night, a sleep through it all, but others appear to have been frustrated. wake up after noon making up for two nights of driving without sleep.

the following day is also cold and we spend a good deal with in the car, we went out for food at a semi-expensice cajun seafood restaraunt, again in the middle of no where, and a nice southern gentalman named doc, presumably a doctor, picks up all our tabs and we get dinner for free, what great hospitality.

tuesday is wonderful and we spend the day in new orleans in the french quarter, we also see ann rice's house in the garden district and eat some french pastries and the semi-famous café du monde. we head back and eat some semi-delicious food over a campfire and do other campfire/spring break related activities. another pile for the night and we wake up feeling semi-rested.

wednesday is filled with a beautiful sun, swimming with dolphins, sand sculptures, getting semi-burnt, walks to the pier, and more campfire food, another night another pile, and thursday is the last day.

we lay out on the beach some more, trying to catch the last rays of sunshiny happiness, some of us visit the lagoon, we finish up the last of the food, and when evening begins, we pack up the camsite, say good by to our the indiana weslyan kids, and depart for goshen, driving through the night with only one mishap, we arrive back at college after twenty hours of driving, to a dark and dreary indiana day.

Monday, March 04, 2002
 
Hello everybody!
Have just come back from a week in vienna... it was a really cool city... got home late last night, so I'm skipping school today....feels nice....he he.. Oh Sara, it would be so much fun if you would be able to come and see norway before you leave the continent.. my doors and windows will always be open for any social retard who dares to cross the border.....:) Have to get food....

Friday, March 01, 2002
 
one more note, this will make the sixth post in a row that I've done, I suppose the last two don't really count, but, please, some body write, I'm begging you, please, please, oh please. (curtain closes and audiance is uncertain what to do, a timid applause creeps in from the left side of the audiance, spreading slowly to the rest as the lone actor, meg, erupts from backstage in a magnificant bound, exuberant in her so-recently finished performance, expecting a chorous of applause, but accepts the stiffly respectful applause as a means of grattification and then leaves the stage for a final time with a few humble bows and the heavy fall of the dark red curtain as it swings back into place.

 
dude, I also wanted to tell you all that I went to go see the black hawks pay the canadians, the habs won, but it was still a great game. Also, I own a peir of overalls now, how wierd is that, one of my friends here (one of the many katies) gave them to me, I started out wearing them to ceramics, but they're just so darn comfortable, I continue to wear them throughout the evening, I even played hockey in them once, but I havn't yet ventured them into the social arena, I feel that might be pushing it, so its back to jeans I go. oh well. so much for comfort. ha ha, just kidding, the dress code here is nothing more than a t-shirt and some sewn up jeans, which is definatly what I have, I've got five areas in one set that have been sewn, I tell you, I hope no one from this school goes into a field of work where they have to dress up, it'll be the worts real life smack ever, maybe thats why there are so many nursing and art majors here, your clothing is set for you; it's either a uniform or smock. anyway, too much jabbering, not enought paper writing, I must stop, and I will, good bye! (heaving sigh as the screen fades to black)

 
well, tomorrow, or rather, today, I will be heading south, it looks as though its going to be 30° and raining for the rest of the week, great camping weather, so I'll be thinking of you all back and home in your beds as you enjoy your spring break or think about your spring break to come, depending on when yours happens to fall. anyway, at least I'll be leaving this foot of snow behind. Have fun and I'll probably come back and update this in a weeks, see ya!