Jen

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.

Wow, Christmas break. Thank god.

I will be heading off, once again, to the land of sin for Christmas. This time, I will not be on my own because my sister and brother-in-law are making the trip along with me. It's not that it's bad hanging out with just the parents, it's just that it's better to have a buffer - and two more people to help me get them out of the casino's. Here's a little excerpt from last year which proves my point:

This is also my first Christmas Eve ever in a casino. My parents said that they wanted to go to "Santa Fe" to get some smokes, which I thought was the name of a convenience store. Then we pull up in front of this massive casino. I told my parents, "isn't it sacreligious to be gambling on the eve of Christ's birthday?" Ted then asks, "are you going with us to church tomorrow?" to which I replied, "not if I can get out of it."

Turns out that it is the most depressing casino ever, making me the only person under 25, no wait we'll go even higher, 35, in the whole place. I think the most depressing thing was that there was all these really old people all by themselves, sitting at video poker or something like that, on such a family holiday. We didn't stay too long, thank god, because I couldn't handle it. Plus, the I Dream of Genie slot kicked my ass.

The second paragraph wasn't so neccessary to get to my point, but I added it anyway.

Shell, Pawel and I have a new manuver. One of us stays with mom, the other with Ted, and the third is used to bring the group together. They are just so tricky. This is how it usually works, especially if it's just me

Parent: I'll wait here. Go find -insert other parent name here-
Me: Why don't you come with me?
Parent: My - insert part of the body that continually bothers parent- hurts. It will be easier if you just go and bring - insert other parent name- to me.
Me: You promise you'll wait right here?
Parent: Of course! (lying grin)

Then I find the other parent, drag them away from their slot machine and take them to the place where the other parent once was 10 minutes earlier only to find out they are not there. SO FRUSTRATING!

The 3 person technique already seems more effective- plus we all have cell phones.

Of course, being on my own last year in Vegas was Ok, because I got to meet up with Mjarc and the Pike for some fun strip action. Yeah, that sounded bad. We just walked up and down the strip. It was a good time.

I'm ready to call it quits here, but hopefully I can chime in with any crazy goings on while I'm away.

See a bunch of you at Brown Christmas on Saturday. We're going to fry a Turkey!

Jen

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone

I've had this damn Tom Jones song stuck in my head for two entire days. Usually, all I have to think of is the Inspector Gadget theme song and whatever was once in my mind clears out. No such luck this time. I'm actually looking for a used copy of a Tom Jones greatest hits or something like that. It was a request by a Museum worker to have it for the up coming installation that will start in about two weeks. If you know of one, I must have it.

C.B.- I'm sorry that I will not be able to make the Hershyle engagement this evening - I have to get two proposals done for class tomorrow. That means a lot of writing. I haven't seen him play in awhile, so I have to make sure to go to the next show.

I'm really busy at work lately - another woman here is leaving to have a baby (this is the THIRD one since I've been here. That's a lot of babies in 1 year) so I will be taking over a majority of her work. So, now that I will be in charge of Museum membership, did I mention the six beautiful fine prints that we have for sale for a mere $300 a piece?

Due to Columbia's fucked up schedule, I have classes this week, two weeks off and then back for two weeks of finals and then off again. I'm hoping we can start the filming of the schuffle board movie once I'm on my three week break. I wounder if Dustin is working on the script.

Well, my lunch break is over. Boo.

Jen

FOUND: I found a nice soft scarf right here a few days ago. It smells faintly of sage and earthly goodness. If it's yours call and describe!

I found this written on a post-it note yesterday on my way home from yoga. I could help but take it. "Sage and eartly goodness" - fuckin' hippie.

While Greg jets to Oakland, I'll be jetting to the 3rd floor of the Wabash building to get the 3rd in my series of shots. To stay at columbia and NOT get fined, I have to get a MMR this afaternoon. I got two shots last semester - my tetnus and first MMR. It seems odd that I get fined when I don't get shots- what if I just don't want to? Isn't it my right to get Measles, mumps and/or rubella?

I'm very much awaiting the weekend: two parties on Friday a Vortis recording on Saturday and hopefully lots of sleep.

I was sitting on my couch last night and Josie (my kitty) was at the other end of the couch. I kind of hunched over to put my head next to her and then somehow managed to fall asleep. Of course, when I wake up, I have Nathan and Josie giving me this wierd look, because this is not a normal sleeping position. I know there was a point to this when I started. . . Maybe something about being tired now? I duuno.

I'm just delaying because I don't want to get that damn shot!

after solving incredibly annoying problems with the depaul administration, i'm finally a go for student teaching. we've got the green light here kids. in other news, my computer and my desk are completely cleaned off and i'm counting down the last hour of work. soon me and spencer stuart will be no more. they did buy me a nice $4.95 gold watch for my retirement. i'm wearing it proudly, but worried it and my skin won't get along, ala liz topography.

i'm about set to jet to oakland. i'm looking forward to three days in tahoe and seven days in the temperate san francisco region. rock and roll.

oh well

well we lost the contest, oh well. losing's never fun, but these things happen. i'd like to thank blog reader amit shah for attending the concert. i hope you had fun.

i'm really tired, but i have only 6 days left until i quit this job. that will be the best. the unbelievably best.

anyone have any opinions on this cubs trade? i'm cautiously optimistic. as long as they don't play karros or g..............k it'll be okay, if they decide they have to go with the veteran presence we're all going down. i'm gonna go sleep now. more at 11.

Jen

It's getting hot in herre

Yeah, according to the spelling in Nelly-world, that "herre" above is not a misspelling. That is how Nelly spells it on his album. Can someone please tell me why that song is so damn catchy?

I noticed how pathetic the blog was looking so I thought I'd be the first to break the dry spell.

Thanksgiving break went by very, very quickly. I am back to work, back to school, back to being busy. I've been working pretty hard at getting these two pieces I made for this show that I will be in with my classmates from Columbia. I'll post that info now because I don't know what else to write.

The event takes place at the Harrison Street Gallery in Oak Park, IL at 149 Harrison Street. The opening reception is from 7-9 pm this Saturday. I heard that some big citywide (citywide of Oak Park, that is) event happens that same weekend, so you can image how exciting that must be (laying on sarcasm thick). If you are extremely bored on Saturday, you can have some free alcohol on me.

I just remembered one thing that I did want to write. I was at a wedding on Friday night of a friend of mine who I have know since high school. Anyway, he is known to be a little touchy to both me and another girlfriend of mine. She was at the wedding as well, with her fiancee who happens to be a hardcore (I had to use that word) southsider of Chicago. Her fiancee can't stand my now married friend, he actually hates him for being so touchy-feely. When my married friend told him and Nate that he just wanted a picture of him with "the ladies only" , he said "We're going to gang bang your wife later."

Is it getting hot in herre?

So hot.

Damn song.