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Monday, August 30, 2004

"It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at that man." -Jack Handley

"--We have a saying in India...
--Well what?"
-The Party (Peter Sellers)

"Birdie num nums... birdie num nums..."
-The Party (Peter Sellers)

There is a lady who works on the 3rd floor of Knoy. She eats her lunch in the bathroom everyday...
Very strange.
I almost feel like I'm intruding when I walk into the bathroom and she's got her entire lunch laid out on the bench in the bathroom... I think to myself... "Why, in Lord's name, why?"

Friday, August 27, 2004

A couple of nights ago, it was raining and storming pretty badly.
It was still hot out and the rain was falling parallel to the apartment building so we had the windows still open.
I fell asleep with Nishant curled around me watching the rain bounce off the ground and hearing it fall in a rhythmic pattern.
It was very perfect.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

I have this woman in my class, she is an older woman, who says she's on her third career.
She is very round. Some people are fat, some people have layers that sit on top of other layers which then sit on other layers, and some people are round.
She reminds me of the girl off of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. You know the one, who ate the gum and then turned into a blueberry?
This lady at first I had no problems with, she introduced herself to the girl Lisa, and the girl Sarah (the girls I sit with)and then myself.
So Wednesday rolls around, and we have a first "real" class time.
Every time the professors (I'm in two classes with her) make a point, she agrees in some way.
Example: Professor: (talking to the class) So in 2003, after 13 years of technological advancement, the military now has successfully made missles that can hit a target 100% dead on (no pun intended).
Her: That is so amazing.
Professor: So the technology field has advance tremendously since 1990.
Her: Mmmmm Hmmm
Professor: This is why it is important that we keep ourselves updated for our upcoming years as a teacher.
Her: I agree.

After so many "Mmmm Hmmms" and "I so agrees" I'm ready to start shouting "AMEN" just to piss her off.

Speaking of AMEN, there is a guy right now making a complete ass out of himself by standing in the middle of the engineering square preaching (more like shouting) about how there is only one true God and we are all going to hell because we are going to class not to church.
It also looks as if someone has thrown some liquid at him and there is not an officer of the law standing a few feet away.
Moral of this story:
People are idiots.

Monday, August 23, 2004

This past week I've been doing so much I wasn't even sure what day of the week I was on. Moving, register for classes, bills, cable switching, un packing... you get the drift.

Who knew that the day classes start would be the day I got some relief?

Saturday, August 21, 2004

I wake up at 9.
Put on comfy pants.
Go to the kitchen.
Start the coffee.
Go back to the bedroom.
Wake up Mr. Rolloverandgobacktosleep.
We go to the kitchen.
He pours the cheerios. I make the toast.
We sit down in the living room and watch TV.
And I am extremely happy.

God of small things.

Thursday, August 19, 2004

A few days ago I was eating in a chinese restaurant.
I opened my fortune cookie and found my fortune to be "Carve your name on your heart and not on marble."
Nishant and I had many ideas on what this could mean, like, "Find your self esteem from who you are and not what you own." But we could never really come up with anything significant, that just fit.

Yesterday Nishant and I drove to my home and spent the day building and staining my bed. Staining wood is a very sticky process with lots of mess. Afterwards my mom decided to have a "Family photo" which included Nishant and my brother's girlfriend Chelsea. Nishant and I were a mess, but we had it taken anyway.

On the way home from that adventure, we started driving into very dark skies. I decided I needed coffee so we stopped at a Starbucks. The entire crew was standing outside staring at the sky. When asked if we could get some coffee they said that a tornado had touched down and was headed for us and that we should probably take shelter. Nishant and I stayed at the Starbucks for probably a half an hour and finally headed north again to our home.

Over all its been an interesting two days.

Thursday, August 12, 2004



Sigh :)

I Oughtta Give You a Shot in the Head for Making Me Live in This Dump

I just got done watching Kill Bill Volume 2 and at the very end they have played a song that I have loved since 2000 and no one seems to ever have heard of.
Shivaree - Goodnight Moon.
I'm glad even if the movie was crazy, they had good taste in music. :)

"There's a blade by the bed
And a phone in my hand
A dog on the floor
And some cash on the nightstand
When I'm all alone the dreaming stops
And I just can't stand

What should I do I'm just a little baby
What if the lights go out
And maybe and then the wind just starts to moan
Outside the door he followed me home

So goodnight moon
I want the sun
If it's not here soon
I might be done
No it wonÕt be too soon 'til I say goodnight moon."

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

I love my snoodlepoodle. (haha)

2005 Web Program Chair

Be sure to roll over the picture.

Sunday, August 08, 2004

I just got done watching a Law and Order episode with my parents.

The lady who was arrested in the end, had a triple homicide she confessed too.

How did this come about?

Her husband, tried to divorce her and leave her pennyless, he had a cayman island account (under a friend's name) and she couldn't get any of his 15 million.

She planned for months and months.

Found the friend, staked out his house constantly, wearing adult diapers so she wouldn't have to leave, wearing different disguises, found his every move out...
Found out where he kept the bank numbers (in a little black "note or key" book).
Found a cop who would sleep walk at night.
Moved in next door to him.
Took care of him.
Finally she took him out one night, killed the guy, took the book, and killed two more to cover up the first murder, and left the cop to sleep walk around a subway.

She gets her husband out of jail (he was in there for hiding the money) and says she wants to reconcile.

She (in the end of the conversation) pours out a glass of wine for the guy and all that comes out is ashes, she says, "There are your bank numbers."

Women are the most calculated creatures on earth.

Nothing matters but feelings, not even 15 million.

Yesterday I went Antiquing with my mom.
It was fun we were looking for a blanket box for my new apartment and something that can travel with me into my new life somewhere.
I couldn't find anything, but while we were looking I found a "Vote for Nixon" sticker for 10 bucks.
I almost got it to put on my car, just for the hell of it.

That is almost what I think of this years' elections.

Damned if you do, damned if you don't.
Anyone is better than Bush, even Nixon.

Saturday, August 07, 2004

Today I freaked myself out.
I weighed myself at work (they have a scale in the office for some reason) and I only weighed 119.
I don't remember ever weighing in the 'teens.
Maybe as a 7th grader?


I wear a size 2 now, I use to wear a 6 my freshman year, 4 my sophomore year, and 2 my senior year, by this time next year I'll be dead.


Nishant got me a Wegman book. One of the sweetest presents I've ever recieved.

I camped outdoors in the cold last night, and really enjoyed it.

I became one with the pioneers today making wheat hearts and grapevine wreaths.

I have only 4 more days at my job.

I have only 6 more days till I move back with Nishant.

Monday I have the day off.

Nishant is in L.A. and promises to take me next time as his significant other (yaah, no volunteering).

Friday, August 06, 2004

"Some people make their living by working and not killing people."
"They were talking about the war like they were playing video games."-Nishant

"Our enemies are innovative and resourceful - and so are we," the US president told a high-level meeting of Pentagon officials.

"They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people - and neither do we." -George W. Bush

Scary times.

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

I was told, by my boss, that I need to move the soap bars.
Fine, the soap cutter needs to go back to Indy.
No problem.
I remove the bars of soap that you can cut into slices.
Then I remove the huge soap cutter.
Stuggled it in, right past the nightly houseman, Chad.
Go to the front, help a customer.
I walk back and stand nearby the soap cutter copying a sheet for a customer.
A few minutes later Chad walks up to me and says, "Robert (the boss) wants me to remind you about the soap cutter."
I look over pointedly at the soap cutter, inches from his elbow, and then look back at him and stare.
He says, "Do you have a problem or something?"
I point.
He jumps back, and loudly proclaims "Holy Shit, how did that get there?"

Some people just don't get it.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

My brother recently played in the pit for our local production of GODSPELL. Each of the members of the pit and the actors were allowed to write their own bio. This was my brothers:

Neil Hudelson serves in the pit of his first O.C.P. production, after having been a member of several audiences. He is currently a sophomore at Purdue University where he is studying English Education. He has played the guitar for seven years. Among his other interests are creative writing, the smell of cigarettes and coffee, and people with the middle names that have quotation marks (John “Snapper” McGee).

Thank god Heather drew the line at, “He also has a fascination with homeless people.”
(Heather wrote the program up)

Monday, August 02, 2004

I bid and won an ebay item today.
It was a thrilling victory.
I started about a month ago looking into India fabrics and decorations and discovered a world I didn't know existed.
Things that I loved about the "Moulin Rouge" decorative style, were just rip offs of the Indian decorations today.
I opened a world that I cannot close.
Hours are spent looking on websites and ebay for things like, "India wall hanging," or "Dhurrie Rugs."
Every time I find a pillow I like or a curtain that is perfect I think to myself, "How did I not know this was here all along? Why didn't anyone tell me? This should be mine already!"
I'm so blinded by American "Culture" that I cannot see anything else.
Well, the world is open.
I won beautiful blue and gold curtains today.
Sigh. :)

Sunday, August 01, 2004

I remember a conversation once with a friend.
She said, "'This too shall pass,' is a phrase that can either make you feel better or feel worse.
Today I was listening to a John Mayer song and I realized if you took only the course, it had the same effect.

"Fathers be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers be good to your daughters too"
-John Mayer

I love my parents.

The wind was blowing just right.
It wasn't hot, but it wasn't cold.
And as soon as "Clarity" started playing and the fans started screaming,
I snuggled up to Nishant and realized how perfect of a night it was going
to be.

And it was perfect, in every way possible.