Nov
10
Jeez Louise
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Lawsie Mercy…
Man a-freakin’-live…
Good golly…
I spent over two hours today in our sorority meeting, going over sorority bylaws (amending and such), nominating for next week’s elections and preparing for our national report by discussing our strengths, weaknesses, short term goals AND long term goals.
Everyone was well behaved, these meetings just tend to drag on.
And on.
And on.
Luckily, my presidential position made me stay perked up this year.
In previous years I could be seen trying to chew off my own leg, and I was not even shackled to anything, I was just THAT bored.
But it is over for another year, and I am graduating in December. And that is reason to celebrate!
Nov
10
Aww.
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Here’s a nice pick-me-up for your Monday morning:
from 52 to 48 | 48 to 52 with love
Nov
7
Five Links for Friday
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I’ve decided to try to be a better member of the blogging community lately. I’ve been commenting more on blogs that I read and joining in on things that I used to overlook.
Maybe I’ve realized the value that each individual plays in our strangely anonymous-yet-intimate little online community.
Or maybe I’ve realized that I should provide my own readers with more interesting reading material than my standard fare (”Blah blah, here’s a story about a giant rat. I am busy. Here’s a picture of a dog.”)
Regardless of why I’m doing it, I’d like to take this opportunity to link five posts that I’ve enjoyed so that you can enjoy them, too. I hope to make this a weekly tradition on my part.
A story about the hazards of art degrees from the Country Doctor’s Wife: Dinner on April’s Veranda with the Ancient One.
The Goat Channel from Chickens in the Road almost made me want to call my mom and beg her to let me have a goat. Or better yet, to show up at home with a cute little goat tucked under my arm! Wouldn’t that be great, Mom?!
Gorgeous pictures at Kids’ Cattle Blog: The clouds were puffy that day.
Speaking of awesome pictures, check out Work in Miniature at Paige’s Malfunction Junction. I especially like the first picture of the rasped hoof.
Last but not least, Ms. Florida Transplant of Just a girl… And her dogs shares a hilarious tale of alternative medicine exploration: Public Constipation.
So go on, check out the links and enjoy yourself. I will be over here dealing with this:
(Hey, old habits die hard.)
Nov
6
More Changes!
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As some of you have no doubt read on my twitter feed, I am now the president of my sorority.
To make a long, convoluted story short and sweet, things weren’t working out with our former president. Things that needed to get done were not getting done, unbeknownst to nearly all of us. So I got moved up from 1st vice president to the position of president (I’m also still technically 1st VP, which means I will probably find a way to stay here an extra three years after finding a way to override the bylaws, stop the electoral process and become a dictator. Mwaaahahaha!) and will continue in that position until December when the newly-elected officers will take over.
You would think that, after 3.5 years on the executive board (2 of those being 1st CP, 1.5 being 2nd VP), I would have a better idea of what exactly the president does behind the scenes. I really don’t, though, as I’ve never been privy to what forms get filled out and when they’re due. I’m getting a quick education, though, as I’m communicating with various school and sorority entities to make sure everything is as it should be and fix it if it’s not (it never is).
My already lengthy to-do list just got a little longer, but I’m not too concerned.
But to make things easier, I must ask a favor of you all:
Please start referring to me as El Comandante, both in my presence and when speaking with others.
Thank you.
Nov
5
Wordless Wednesday
Nov
4
The ferrets have been studying up for a seminar they’re putting together, working title: “How to Annoy the Everloving Hell out of Your Owner.”
Huckleberry Finn has taken to grabbing onto the sides of his cage and rattling them. He doesn’t do this during normal daylight hours, of course, but rather around 4AM.
I woke up to the delightful BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA sound, and the thing is he doesn’t just shake it and stop. He doesn’t even pause. He just shakes it continuously. I dragged myself out of bed and told him to quit it, in so many words (none of which a ferret can wrap their tiny, raisin-esque brain around), and went back to bed.
BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA
I got back up and studied the cage, seeing if there was anything I could duct tape together so that it would stop acting as a timpani drum for psychotic weasels. No such luck, so I went to bed, thinking I could just stuff cotton in my ears and sleep through it, because I was pretty freakin’ tired at that point.
BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA BANGA
I had had enough. I leaped from my comfy nest, stomped out to the car and grabbed the travel cage, which is really just a cat carrier with a blanket stuffed inside. I stomped back inside, grabbed the offender, and stuffed him into the cage, and set it out on the porch for the rest of the night, which was a little on the brisk side.
And so was born my new motto: When you can’t keep a cool head, make a ferret cool instead.
Nov
3
Another Chapter Closes
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Ahh, Corn Maze. It is one of my favorite events. As my college career quickly comes to a close, I can’t help but to get nostalgic about things, and Corn Maze is no exception.
I remember back to freshman year, when I traipsed across a muddy pasture (You have not seen a muddy pasture until you’ve seen a Missouri muddy pasture. I nearly dislocated my hip trying to pull my foot out.) with two of my sorority sisters, through a barbed wire fence to the wooded acreage next to the university farm. There we felled a few small saplings, dragged them back across the pasture and made some wooden crosses for our graveyard scene.
The first night of the maze started out perfectly, weather-wise: a full moon was partially obstructed by clouds that were being pushed by the same breeze that constantly rustled the corn so no one could hear you walk through it. Thunder rumbled in the distance for most of the night until it started raining. Then it started POURING, and all of us workers ran to the classroom building. Or we tried to, at least. Finding your way through a dark corn maze is hard enough, let alone with cheap Halloween makeup running into your eyes.
Sophomore year must have been pretty boring, as I don’t remember it much at all.
Junior year found me and the president at the time climbing through the maze at 7PM on opening night, the time at which it opens, trying desperately to run electrical cords from the single generator to all of the scenes. It was dark, we were carrying hundreds of feet worth of electrical cords and we had people lined up, waiting to get on the hay ride for the journey down. That’s when our last 100-foot cord, the one we desperately needed, got hopelessly tangled. Talk about stress!
Speaking of stress, senior year, as you can read in this blog, involved me being in charge of the maze since the president of our sorority was out of town. The maze also happened to be during homecoming weekend, when we had a parade and other such activities to coordinate as well. I happened to come down with a terrible case of bronchitis that very week. Good times.
This year, as I said, was the best yet. Everything got done early, we were well-prepared, we advertised a great deal, and we had the largest crowd come through yet.
People screamed, people jumped, people fell down, people peed themselves, people cried and people got hopelessly lost in the maze. I’m going to miss it.
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