29. juuni 2004

Bona Fide Little Love Letters from Student Lifers

JOHN

John,

Truthfully, I think you were lying to me about your leader having a problem with me and threatening to send you home if you hang with me. If you dont wanna hang with me anymore, just say so. Lying to me about it to make it look like its not you isnt helping you any. I cant believe you'd pin something like that on your leader. If you dont want to hang with me anymore thats fine, because I don't want to hang with a liar who's not even man enough to tell some girl he doesnt want to hang with her anymore, like you anyway. Besides that you intentionally freak out my friends and they arent real fond of you and I dont like that. If you have a way to defend yourself, I'd love to hear it. I need a good laugh.

Later, MUCH

Me
BRANDON

Brandon,

Okay, first of all I'm not going out with you because you're a new Christian, and as a new Christian, you need to focus on your relationship with Christ. You need to work on getting all the trash out of your life. Also, of couse this has something to do with Kelli! She's one of my best friends, and frankly, friends are more important than a relationship with any guy. Plus, I like Thomas. You're just going to have to trust me and deal with it, okay?

April

P.S. I was really happy you became a Christian!

Oh, my days are filled with happiness. I will never ever be a junior higher again. Girls suck. Boys smell. Life is much, much better later on.

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23. juuni 2004

Kant-Leak, the Universal-Bowl Ring

FOR ALL FLOOR TYPE TOILET BOWLS.

It is sitting next to me on the desk. My uncle is a carpenter.

So I was bumming around the internet and found my way over to Dave Barry's blog (something I should do much more often), and stole his Nature Photo Sequence of the day (found here) and put it here for your viewing enjoyment. I believe there is a lesson to be learned from nature - and I think this is it.


duck1.jpg

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18. juuni 2004

And in the steering I have found that the rudder turns the wheel and I'm upside down

Last night, after the King College people called and told me they'd hired somebody else, I was lying in bed feeling very blue and about five years old. My wonderful roommate Rachel came breezing in and made up a ridiculous lullaby for me about how horrible my day had been and how I was going to go to my boss at my summer job (who is a huge, intimidating black man who would do anything for me) and he'd go "persuade" some people to change their minds. She had me laughing until I cried (not very difficult with how tired and grumpy I was to start with) and then bluntly quoted back to me some advice I'd given her several months ago when she was similarly discouraged. I took my medicine like a good girl, meekly went to sleep, and woke up in a much cheerier mood. I'm sure I don't deserve such a good friend...and if I did stay in Chattanooga, I could still keep her around. A well of ointment in every fly, as they say!

And tonight I get to go spend some time with my dear friend Mad Goat Shaw. After reading the fourth Harry Potter book and encountering Mad-Eye Moody, I am imagining a goat in her head that runs around permeating everything with its gaze along its crazily bouncing path. Yep, that's pretty much the way it is. She never fails to make me feel like myself again. I wish I could bottle her for a refreshing spray to keep in my purse after McGee takes her away from me.

Hmmm. When Harry Potter Met Sally - JK Rowling creates a love dodecahedron, starring Billy Crystal as the balding but still endearing wizard with a lightning-shaped scar...

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16. juuni 2004

www.irs.gov - visit our website today

The title of this entry comes from a beautiful mouse pad sitting beside me. Stupid laibrary (ooh I like that one) computers won't let me go to half of the websites I want because they're judged to be "commerce"-oriented. Covenant won't let you onto anything close to a porn site (including Victoria's Secret's website), and the library won't let me onto my book discussion site because it so happens to also be a place to sell books. I see what they're trying to do. Covenant - "Mommas, don't let your babies grow up to be pedophiles." Chattanooga Public Library - "Capitalism sucks. Trust us. We don't trust you."

I have not yet a job offer. I have one rejection. 'Scool. My future will be like a Christmas present, then. And I am like the kid who has so little conception of "a week" that Daddy won't tell me how far away Christmas morning actually is. "Soon," that's all I know.

Meanwhile I will pray for my car not to die, go to Yum Yum's with my sister and other fun people, go home to bed, sleep well and dream of large paychecks.

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5. juuni 2004

Standing Alone

A Coat
by William Butler Yeats
Author Category: English. Written in 1912.

I MADE my song a coat
Covered with embroideries
Out of old mythologies
From heel to throat;
But the fools caught it,
Wore it in the world's eyes
As though they'd wrought it.
Song, let them take it,
For there's more enterprise
In walking naked.

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