~~~SANDBOX 77~~~

I'm lying in bed naked and a cat just sniffed my butt and I didn't like that.

Aimless, how is the bus driving going for you? It seems like it would be really stressful!

I wake up everyday covered in dogs, all of whom want me to wake up right away so I can play with them and feed them and take them outside.

― Christine 'Green Leafy Dragon' Indigo, Saturday, 10 December 2011 15:37 (1 hour ago) Permalink

C, that is the best thing ever.

:-)

I'm lying in bed naked and a cat just sniffed my butt and I didn't like that.

― Sandbox Jesse, Saturday, 10 December 2011 16:41 (42 minutes ago) Bookmark Permalink

this is a great post, i feel like all of life is in this post

how is the bus driving going for you?

As I said upthread, this school year I am taking the year off from driving. I get to sleep in the mornings!! Yippee!

As for stress on the job, sure there is some stress, but not quite how you might think. I actually miss the kids. They're not a source of stress usually. If you understand kids, and like kids, and can treat them like human beings (but never like they're your buddies), they respond very well to that. They both like you and respect you then, and don't hand you shit. They're happy to see you. They would give me spontaneous gifts, like dead leaves.

What's stressful is all the combined responsibilities inherent in driving an enormous vehicle, filled with dozens of children, down narrow, twisty streets, in all weathers and oftentimes in the dark, and trying never, ever to make any mistakes. That, and waking up at 5 am every day. :(

They . . . don't hand you shit.

This takes on a whole new ominous meaning considering Abbott's story upthread.

Oh, shoot, sorry. I got it all wrong.

I went to a lot of different schools, so I've had a wide variety of experiences with bus drivers and passengers, and some schools had wilder passengers than others. The worst were in Michigan - a lot of the students were bad, but the middle-schoolers they were straight-up MONSTERS. Loud, mean, unruly, destructive. The very worst was the year we had the driver with the shortest temper ever known. He screamed at the passengers at full force every day, and one trips home after school, he often pulled the bus over to stand in the aisle and bellow at us. Spittle-flying, vein-popping, almost-incoherent screaming. At times it was almost frightening, except I could see where he was coming from.

xp

I've been driving in a solidly middle-to-upper-middle class school district (prob the wealthiest district in Oregon, tbh) and the kids are generally pretty happy with life.

someone is dramatically reading downstairs, with voices and everything, apparently alone, downstairs. i've made it really clear (coughing, flushing the toilet, etc) that i'm upstairs. i don't get it, it's been going on for about 20 minutes now, with pauses between certain passages.

FIRST BACKSIES

damnit Z S

i guess i should mention that i sort of know the someone, it's the bf of one of my roommates. but now i am realizing i never really knew this guy at all. this is bizarre

i was tapping refresh every 3 seconds for the last hour and a half

you should probably make loud rhythmic slapping sounds

man just trying to figure out what media this tv in my sublet will play via usb, no movies, fn dicks

http://i.imgur.com/Zo9ya.jpg

gangover

-gig was a blast last night
-another full day on the docket today, and don't mind it a wink
-involves a rehearsal, a performance of a 10-minute short, and then a rehearsal for ANOTHER 10-minute short
-somehow will watch Football between all of this

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-2072788/Now-thats-bum-rap-Katy-Perry-pokes-fun-Pippa-Middletons-derriere-SNL-skit.html

NEWSIE-WEWSIES!

Keep the Plot & Scheme Alive!

no memes left behind, dunkirk spirit

~~Weekend update~~

I worked like a dog this weekend, painting and hanging and scrubbing and washing floors and counters and walls, and cooked two meals a day for self at home and cleaned up after THAT, and then both evenings I got showered and fancy and went to great parties and took CAR SERVICES home!!! Which I never ever do because $$ but I might start doing because AWESOME LUXURY.

Also I found a pick-up service for laundry and a drop-off spot that I can manage to drag my giant IKEA bags to, so I'm on a laundry rampage, brothers and sisters, and will have it all done by tomorrow.

tl;dr, I know. Just had to share all the reasons I feel so triumphant and relieved.

you have inspired me to do the rest of my laundry tomorrow! not with a laundry service but just me walking it a few blocks away and doing it.

i also had a great week/weekend in NYC! i love NYC and ilx/77 NYCers, srsly, aw <3 :)
so glad i (somehow) regulated my sat night drinking and by 3am was actually totally sober and so the bus ride back to mtl the next day was not painful at all, tho still long, obv. and the older guy next to me, after many hours of not talking bc we both were reading, started talking to me once we passed the border and i learned all about the grandness of cruises through the bahamas and how cheap tickets can be found. does anyone want to go with me? it sounds pretty awesome tbh.
montreal is good, colder, quieter.
i am making curry.

whoa, sounds like an awesome trip rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

*makes pizza!*

i've got a stopwatch going. pizza time, t minus 6 min 30 s

gonna put it in my mouth and try not to burn it

the pizza

You have an oven in your mouth?

nothing in this mouth right now, but in t minus 4 min i aim to put some pizza in there

let me quickly review the concept of SMART goals

Goals should be specific, measurable, attainable, realistic and timely.

specific - pizza in my mouth, t minus 3 min
measurable - i am using a stop watch
attainable - i know i can do this
realistic - i know i can do this man
timely - in t minus 2 min 35 sec

right now the major obstacle is...the pizza is downstairs in an oven...but i'm all the way up here...

pullin for u z s

alright, t minus 0

here we go

if i don't come back

just know that...i never regretted a thing.

not a goddamn thing.

^^^luv this fukker

life is easy

you ever get a water blister on the roof of your mouth from molten cheese? it hurts, but far worse, it means that it is inevitable that you will experience a blister popping inside of your mouth.

I hope Z S is okay =\

i'm starting on piece 6 of 8. piece one was a neverending journey. i remember the first bite into the crust, and how hot and undiscovered the rest of the slice was. the steamy heat fogged my contacts and my teeth connected.

actually i just composed a poem about pizza that i'd like to share, if i may

Unreal City, 60
Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,
A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,
I had not thought death had undone so many.
Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,
And each man fixed his eyes before his feet. 65
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying “Stetson!
You who were with me in the ships at Mylae! 70
That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
Oh keep the Dog far hence, that’s friend to men,
Or with his nails he’ll dig it up again! 75
You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!”

PIZZA, by Z S

*single tear*

-reread some papers I wrote in college for the hell of it
-liked my life so much better when I saw everything in terms of theory
-I was probably really insufferable back then, probably still am

No, you're pretty cool.

-short days

aw thanks jenny! now listen to me as I expound about the difference between the metalingual and poetic functions of language as defined in jakobson's linguistic theory

http://i.imgur.com/GdtGD.jpg

my mans

http://i.imgur.com/lJ0SO.png

google knows whats up