quixotichoyden

quixotichoyden @ 2007-05-25T18:30:00

2007-05-25T22:46:11Z

I feel up for a walk around the world.

Chao

Hey, There's a drunk guy back there.

2007-04-13T18:56:32Z

So quick update on Spring break!

Exercised with the sunday class. Didn't thow up, YES!

Exercised again with Kevin today, then again with Kevin and Josh, then helped out with Children's classes. They where cute kids.

This poped up on my last draft. It made me smile. I realize I haven't updated in a while. And hey, things of interest happen. Last night I slept for about 10 and a half hours. It was nice. You see, the night before I only had one hour of sleep and two 45 minute naps through out the day. I was up drawing a new picture, being very happy with it because i was making an "I spy". Then a girl down the hall rolled off her 7 foot high bunk and shattered her elbow. I was the driver. The people in the emergency room crawl like snails. Entirely apathetic little robots about it too. The accident happened at 2:30 or so we where at the hospital by 2:45 the latest. They gave her no pain medication until 7 in the morning. All she had was the ice that we brought her. When we asked for more, the woman at the front desk looked at us as though we where the most insubbordinate little wrecthes ever and finally came to the terms that she could part with a 8 ounce cup. At 6 the girls from the hall left and girls from her sorority came on watch until 10 when she was released. I lost my parking spot in the process and got to make a trip to frat row, and so I got back to my bed at 7 and woke up for a class at 8:00. The trip wasn't all that bad though, I got to get to know some of the girls on my floor a little better. There was this really drunk man in the waiting room as well. Quick discription, older, pot belly, mullet, and I could hardly understand what he was saying. And I consider myself somewhat fluent in hick. He said he was there because he had cancer. Okay.... Also when they called him forward for identification, he happily took out three sets of conviction papers and waved them around. Jameela saw them, they where all for asault and battery. Any way to make a long story short after ruthlessly hitting on the black women of the group he went to go find his "bottle". Turns out that it had been thrown away by a janitor when he didn't see. Which of course sends the man into a frenzy of bitching and yelling about how he's going to mess up the person that did it. Security comes in and calms Mr.I have Cancer down. But this is not enough for Mr.Cancer. Once the security leaves he gets up and starts bitching again. People begin to wake up that had been sleeping and he starts interrogating everyone about what the cleaning person looked like. One lady claims "umm, yeah it was a guy inbetween 6 and 7 feet tall." Which of course Mr.Cancer doesn't care about. He claims that he'll fuck him up no matter what his size. And to do just that he walks out of the waiting room into the hospital. The Lady at the front desk is so uncaring and apathetic that she doesn't even notice and continues with filling out paper work for a patient. So I feel that it is my duty to tell her. "Um, that guy just went back there" Her reply? A croak more than a response "I'll be with you in a moment" I'm trying to warn this woman and she didn't even here what I said. I repeat "THERE'S A GUY IN THE BACK WHO ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE." I'm being completely ignored. At that point I really didn't care. This was the woman who also looked at me like I was a freak for asking for some ice to numb Grace's wound. Our gel packs had lost their heat and we had one unflexible ziplock back with a small melting chunk in it. And she looked at me like I was the most demanding person in the world to ask her for some ice. "Well I guess I can get you a cup" Yes a whole 8 ounces of ice for a broken elbow. SCREW YOU LADY, I hope that drunk man causes some hell and you look like crap for not doing your job. But Jameela was nicer about it. And when she loudly warned something along the lines of "THERE'S A DRUNK GUY BACK THERE AND HE'S GOING TO GET YOU" the woman stoped. And her face showed some emotion. She slowly got up, said to the people she was working with "I'm sorry I'm going to have to postpone this" and she got security again. Who this time, actually threw the guy out. And that was about it for the excitement of the night. The rest of my time I tried to get to sleep. Which didn't happen.

So the next day I was pretty out of it. But I was able to do somethings that I was proud of. I ran a little over 1.5 miles without stoping for class. I've ran longer distances easily but I picked up the pace on this one. I was just too miserable at the time to make it take any longer than it needed to. Later in the day me and my group got some more work done on our sales project for speech class. Project Idea inspired by this web site. I'd check it out if you're the kind of person who wants to save money on groceries and doesn't mind clipping coupons to do it, otherwise don't bother. I also recieved a 105% on my chemistry exam that I took sleep deprived last night. I need a 72% on the final to make an A. That takes a small weight off my back. Once I finish a few other projects and labs I'll be feeling good. I'm so restless to get this semester over with. I just want to start classes and maybe throw a camping trip inbetween.

A hand's story

2007-03-01T03:16:50Z

Someone once told me that by looking at someone's hands you could get a story of how they lived their life. I totaly believe it. Then they looked at my index fingers and said that since they where curved I must have played a lot of video games as a kid. Which I supose I definitely did for about 3 years, just until about hitting puberty when the movers stole the system. I had to agree at the time but it made little sense to me considering that playing video games is not a weight bearing exercise that would adjust bone mass unless you where a serious clencher. Now last jazz rehersal as I felt the familar feeling of a trombone resting into by finger bones it made me think about that again. So I've got a little classic "how well do you know me quiz?" based on my hands. Just for fun. I give you the feature, you tell me where it came from. I already gave you a hint to start.

1. My left pinky has a crik in it after the first joint.

2. My left index finger sways to the left while my right does not.

3. My right middle finger has a monster callus on it.

4. There is a stragne callus inbetween my right ring finger and pinky.

5. My 2nd and 3rd knuckes are much larger than the rest. Especially on the right side.

6. I have a lot of veins in my hands.

7. The muscles between my thumb and index finger have much more substance on the right hand.

WTF?

2007-02-04T16:43:56Z

I just realised today that myspace puts up text ads on your home page. I'm assuming that they are generated by relating to your interests because mine where all about martial arts. Which is cool I guess. I mean, If I'm going to look at ads I might as well see ones that I already expressed interrest in based on my profile. This however, is where it gets nasty.

I checked 3 of the links because one was about buying MMA merchandise and I don't have money. First link is supposed to take me out to some of the best sites out there to teach you martial arts. Wait? The web site is supposed to teach me martial arts? Curious. I check it out. AHHH no. This is a website to links where I can buy instructional videos to teach me martial arts. That's backspaced rather quickly. But man, it's a long list of different things to buy. That's umm, disturbing. So lets see the next site based on my interests. A website for martial arts singles to hook up. Or at least I think it was more general and based around fitness oriented singles. That's neat, I guess. But I'm not signing up for a dating site. I've done pretty well finding people into fitness so far just by doing fitness related stuff right? If I really wanted to find a new "fit" guy I'd just walk into the gym anyway. The place is a meatrack. The last site was the best of them all. So good infact that I have to put the link up here.

http://www.martial-arts-hypnosis.com/?gclid=CLTEr-iNlYoCFQJbSgodbCG6hw

Yes, and once you see this you'll be wowed, shocked by the meere stupidity of someone who wants to buy the product. What? You can hypmotize me into being a black belt? REALLY NOW! THAT'S JUST SWELL! Or painfully scammy. Something tells me the secrets of martial arts masters has nothing to do with hypmotisim. Infact, it's not much of a secret at all. You work hard at anything and you will get better at it. Pssh. Hypmotism. I love this:

Try out this amazing training aid !!
Bruce Lee had training tools like this in the DVD "Bruce Lee Martial Arts Master".
You don't really get the full benefit of training from hitting the air, you need to be striking something solid. Punching bags start flying around too much after your weight-transfer efficiency gets above 20%. You need to be delivering over 20Kg of force to disable an attacker.

THIS is THE partner to train with

Then they procede to show a weight bench with a pole sticking out of it bolted to the wall. I clicked it and found this.

There's so many things better left unsaid.

Well acctually I just went back and checked out the MMA site. It's a copycat of myspace based around MMA. Well, for good measure I'm going to put up the rest of the sites anyway.

Martial Arts Instruction (I love the $ icon next to it, so appropriate!),
http://goboy.bz/Martial+Arts+Instruction

Fitness Singles (Because walking to the gym or an extensive site like E-harmony just isn't good enough)
http://www.fitness-singles.com/register-camp.asp

and myMMAspace(can't say I really looked at this one. It could be the most promising or just horribly bad. It certainly has an "X-treme!" kind of color sceme though.)
http://www.mymmaspace.com/

Life. Play loud and pretend you know what you're doing.

2007-01-26T08:29:25Z

Thusday is one of my more busy days in the week. There's always quite a bit to do but it winds down nicely with Jazz. Because I've lost my touch for music, it's probably the second most cognitively strenous thing I do. The first is driving and not getting my passengers killed. I like that challenge and I like thinking in an entirely different way. For me, music is a way to clear thoughts completely because at my peaks I wont think in words. Music becomes virtually fully encompassing, I do everything but smell music. Taste isn't as obivous of a sense but trust me when you move your lips enough you can taste it in your mouth. So I'm playing in class and we get a new song, I'm trying to keep up with the tempo and hit the right notes yada, yada. Now there isn't much for about twelve measures of the song and it's repeated. My music has some "on cue" notes that typically come in as little punches to fluff up a soloist or soli. So the 2nd chair tenor starts playing a solo (first chair's in Jazz typically sit in the middle with surrounded by the others, with the highest playing instruments in a group. Example: 2nd chair tenor sax - 2nd chair alto sax - 1st alto - 1st tenor - barry sax. Or in the case of the trombones theres an exception 2nd chair Me, 1st, 3rd, 4th, 5th. The fourth chair was supossed to sit next to me but there are not 5 parts in most trombone music. So he prefers to sit next to 5th and share the 4th part. I digress) The saxs start playing 12 measure solos one by one down the line. I'm still not getting my cue and my mind starts to wander. My guess is that our professor wants to see their improv abilities because he wants to find the best soloist of the saxes. Oh but then he cues the 5th tombonist. I don't even remember what I said but my face told it all because Daniel looks at me and says with a big butt munching smile, "nope, we've all got to do it." We're already down to 3rd chair and that means there's less than 24 measures in 160 time before it's my turn. My brain thought of a few things.
1. Freeze.....
2.CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP
3. Play in the key of F. Play in the key of F. Think of the F scale. Wait this is jazz. Oh just think of the F scale.
4. Well I'm just going to play loud and pretend I know what I'm doing.

Ands thats the first step to improv. By the second time around I'd written down the jazz scale next to it and just picked from the notes.

quixotichoyden @ 2007-01-10T01:20:00

2007-01-10T06:28:14Z

Alex showed me this. He puts it up every time Jason walks into the room. Apparently there was more Orange and Blue at UCF today than Gold and Black. I feel kinda bad for that kid but not for the shoulder he was crying on. The Ohio State fans where pretty obnoxious before the game.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-12-22T22:52:00

2006-12-23T03:54:23Z

So Dorjan came down to visit for two days and he brought me a really nice Christmas present. I now have beautiful colored pencils that work WAY better than my previous ones. Combined with the fact I'm finally home with my forgotten sketch book I had to sit down and draw something. Which of course I had artists block so I just kept freehanding until something came out.

I haven't drawn much lately but I was pleasantly surprised to find that people come out looking a lot better than the past despite my lack of practice. I think this has something to do with all of the anatomy and health realated classes I've been taking. Scaner's never do colored pencils justice but at least it takes out some of the lighter smuges. It also cut some of the chin off because my book is too large for it. Of course that really doesn't do much more than forcably center the composition and I'm happy I was at least able to get in the majority of it. Anyway, take the peice as you will any one who wants an explination can ask for it but I think it's better when we come up with them on our own.

Take care people!

Demon banisher.

2006-12-15T02:43:38Z

Hehe, it feels like I'm the only one in this hall. Of course there's other girls but they're either out or studying very quietly.

I was expecting my fridge to stink a lot more. I had cleaned it out before, it was awful, and just didn't put anything back in. Here's the cacther, even after every thing was out...it still smelled like hell. Realizing my frigde was haunted by dead oder causing bacteria I sealed it shut until I had the proper tools to banish the demon. Well I bought that magic potion today, BLEACH. Yes, armed and ready I slowly opened the frigde...and the smell had dissapated. My fridge was no longer haunted and I realised I still had two cans of manderine oranges left. Well it's still been wiped down with bleach for good measure. My room smells very steril, like a hospital or something. It's good to have finals over. I can finally Totally relax. I'm looking forward to going home.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-12-12T23:27:00

2006-12-13T04:27:38Z

My Personality


Neuroticism	2
Extraversion	93
Openness To Experience	89
Agreeableness	68
Conscientiousness	56

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I found this to be a cute quiz. Any thoughts on accuracy?
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quixotichoyden @ 2006-11-20T02:01:00

2006-11-20T07:01:31Z

So I've been tagged to jot down 6 weird or peculiar things about my self. I'm supposed to tag six other people as well. Here's what I have to say to that. If you think you're of enough interest to somebody to write 6 weird things about yourself go ahead. I'll probably read them and find enjoyment in it but I'm not putting pressure on anybody.

-At times I dream in music. No vision. The sense of sight is non existant. It can have up to 4 or 5 parts and I typically forget all the lines in about 5 minutes of waking up. I think I held onto one bass line for about a week once but then lost it. If I haven't played music in a while, I'm much less likely to expirence this.

-I stare at trees and I know the scents of the majority of the flowers on campus. Acctually I don't find this weird because it's calming to me. However, I've been told that this is very uncommon among other things regarding this behavior.

-I Switched my major to Pre-Med because it was the easiest thing to do.

-I have no problem with sleeping in public between classes. Typically this is done on the benches inside or outside of the gym or the Union lawn. I like the Union lawn because I know I'll never really sleep too long before something like an ant bites me and wakes me up. It's preferrable to missing an appointment. I still put on my alarm though.

-I've ran through the streets with hundreds of people in my underwear and climbed on the roofs of campus buildings all in one night. Sometimes when you look at Century tower late at night it blends with the sky except for it's black windows. It looks like someone hung doorways to the real night in the sky.

-I'm a happy person. No, that's not odd in any way but the way people seem to look at the world and where it's going you'd think that happiness is quite hard to come by. I think I found my own personal key though. I should have died a few years ago in my late teens but instead I was born in the right era where those kinds of problems can be taken care of before they hardly start. So knowing the fragility of life and the nature of life not being fair I'm just really pleased with the sheer luck of who and how far I am. Life is good because I still have the chance to appriciate it and I make it that way.

Take care y'all.

Small world, or internet rather

2006-10-03T06:33:22Z

Got to talk to Eric today. Sometime during the conversation he was bugging me about finding where he could buy gatorlytes for his bicycle training. So while we where talking he was looking up things on the internet.

"You would not believe what I just found."
"What?" (or other typcial dumb comment from myself)
"I just looked up "gatorlytes buy" and I found your livejournal."

AHAHAHAH. Good lordie I've been around too much gatorade lately. It's not the first one on the list, but it is on the first page of results.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-09-24T18:12:00

2006-09-24T22:23:30Z

Jason, you always have good words to say and share. Thus I'm posting these up here for you.

"One Day You'll Be Great"

By Jason Clements

One day you'll be great,
One day you'll be everything you ever wanted,
One day you'll be the person you always wanted to be,
And I'll be there cheering.

One day you'll be loved unconditionally,
One day you'll love someone unconditionally,
One day you'll break someone's heart,
One day someone will break your heart,
And I'll be there crying for you.

One day you'll lose a friend,
One day you'll meet the best friends,
One day plans will finally go through,
One day you'll be great.

One day you'll miss them,
One day you'll wish you cared,
One day you'll stop caring,
And I'll be there with my arms wide open.

One day will be in the future,
One day the bad news will find you,
One day the good news is already here,
And I'll be the messenger.

One day you'll say yes,
One day you'll say no,
One day you'll be confused,
And I will help you sort things out.

One day this will all be gone,
One day the pain will stop,
One day the sky will be bright,
And the sky will remind you of how open your life really is.

One day you'll be great,
One day you'll be the best,
But everyday you are alive you create,
A new day that holds a new quest,
But in all the confusion stay strong,
Today is the day you'll be great,
Because I've known it all along.

He also had this to say, which although it has been said before I still really liked it. It makes me think a little of the great relationships I've lost to long distance and how I'm so glad that nothing turned sour. I'm really lucky to have dependable friends.

"I've learned something. If you love someone and you take care of them in their time of need and you share all the best times with them they will eventually get better. And once they are better they will want to spread their wings. Don't be angry, or sad, or depressed about it. Remember the good times and all the smiles. It's really true, If you truly love someone, you have to set them free."

Man, I need to get back up to Orlando to see those two in person. Sigh, another thing to put off until second semester.

Just to everybody out there reading this, I do appriciate you. Thanks for taking interest.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-09-18T14:32:00

2006-09-18T18:44:17Z

Finally got a new gymanstics teacher! She's not only non-dangerous/non-incompetant but she's a really good teacher to boot. So I'm really pleased because I was breaking a sweat this morning and after my string of classes I fell asleep peacefully. Of course I forgot to turn my cell phone off of quiet and buying tickets with my friends completely slipped my mind. Apparently Dorjan went on a wild goose chase getting me a ticket anyway and now I've got to thank him. I'm feeling guilty for not being on top of things. But moreso lucky that I've good friends.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-09-14T15:39:00

2006-09-14T20:22:31Z

So stacey thought that I made such cool metaphors today that I had to write them down. She's doing a little dance right now. Apparently being mentioned in my livejournal makes her "feel special". You're awesome Stace!

Life is like a rock legde. People are not ment to fit into it perfectly by any means. They have been created to struggle and work to survive. So you just have to cling onto the side and ride it out or climb up. Some people try to mold into the crevices to avoid confrontation or gain acceptance, taking the "go with the flow" to an extreme where their personality becomes liquid itself. Expectedly, the watery personality runs down the ledge.

The second referrs to a particular person in specific.

"That boy is terrified of me"
"Terrified?"
"He puts a girl on such a high pedistol and becomes scared when he sees how long her shadow is."

Where does this all come from? I guess I'm just exhasperated with a few things right now.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-09-13T00:16:00

2006-09-13T04:25:54Z

Quikie post!

-Got electorcuted by a kow. Broke the skin because my hand was spongy from ice. Good news is that it was only on the knuckle.
-Lost my art book. Just bought it, don't have the money for another one. Good news, I can trace my steps tomorrow and it should probably show up. I also have my phone number in the front so if somebody finds it hopefully they'll call. I should have made a claim to a reward if found.
-Studied plenty for the test tomorrow. I feel good about doing well.
-Want to kick my gymnastics teacher in the face. I won't because she's skipping teaching our class. I guess she figured that if she wasn't going to teach us anything anyway she might as well not show up. Good news, Christiano offered to train me on the side Thursday at the open gym. =)
-Talked to old friends today! I miss them.

quixotichoyden @ 2006-08-27T21:07:00

2006-08-28T01:24:57Z

_{Mmmm. Good weekend. Why did the font size get so small? Wait, I'm on Subscript. Oh what the hell. I sort of feel sleepy down low right now anyway. Definitely a good weekend though. Felt bad for bailing out on Jason with the climbing but I had been dancing like a pirate hooker (a term recently given to me by friend back home) :) So the infamous list hasn't really been whittled down to anything except for figureing out the trainers manuel. They put it online! That just means I really need to fix the printer now. Laundry will be done later tonight. So yesterday was Dorjan's birthday and we took him dancing at rehab. 7 dollars, cheaper than a movie and more fun to watch too. Chris seemed to have lost his mind sometime during the night and decided that he'd take off his overshirt and swing it around his head like a helecopter. Of course he was holding it by one long sleeve and the other ended up smacking three different girls in the eyes. As they clutched their faces in grimaced pain some dudes near by that began to crack their knuckles. Out of sheer luck he put his sweaty rat tailed shirt back on. There was quite a few frat boys that wanted to beat the living tar out of that boy. We on the other hand couldn't stop laughing. When he walked into the dorm today every guy in the room had to rip their shirts off and start swinging them around their heads. He won't live that down for a while no matter what he claims about not caring how he looks. I also missed the shot of 5 different guys swinging their shirts over their heads while Chris looked on with utter indifference. Should have kept the camera on standby. Which reminds me that I need to find a picture of my self to staple to an index card for my first block. What's the point? In the end the teacher will still only know the people who take the time to get to know him. Period. I better get back to all that, laundry, the printer, and helping Stace pick up her television. I've got to give that list a licking.}

busy mind

2006-08-25T23:27:30Z

I finally had a nap and it was pretty much amazing. Sorry Jason, I bailed on boldering. I haven't had much time in a while because of practice but at least I've been slowly getting organized over the last few days. Of course I still seem to have an ample to do list. Which I'm going to write here for my own thought organizing.

-The room is still thrown together. I've got to put my desk together and get some more hangers for clothes.
- - Which reminds me I need to wash some right now. JUST because I have enough socks dose not mean I need to wait until they run out or my bag gets full. New year resolution.
-Textbooks. I've got another 100 dollar one that I need to buy online that they'll let me use for a year. "Sorry the price is so high, it's because we have so many pictures that we need to update" Bullshit. That fat old professor talked like a cars salesman when he yammered on about his online course first day. He's pocketting at least 75 dollars a student ontop of being a professor that doesn't teach. 100 dollars for a 1 year lease to a book I can't get buy back on. Yeesh. The second textbook is one for my major that's being sold at one of the copy stores around campus. Of course it's not for a particular class so no one has any idea what so ever about what I'm talking about. The prefix to the major was recenty changed from pet to apk as well and thats just throws a monkey wrench in looking something up. I need to talk to Erik about what exactly I need for that cause this girl needs something to write her 130 + observation hours in!
-Notes. I've got to organize this crap up. Many of my classes either run a little too fast to write them down or in the case of my pysiology have size 10 font that is squished off the page by rediculous flash animations. Wow! A spinging molecule. Oooo look how it spins. And wow! That diagram is in a loop. Aww crap I can't write it all down because it just looped back to the begining. Which means I have to hook up my printer and I have no idea if it is willing to work again. So figure out the printer or go to a lab or write all the notes down online before class. Something has to be done about that or I'll never feel comfortable in the class.
-The Racket club. I went there the other day to check on free classes they offer but they didn't have any fliers. This shouldn't be too hard to get because they gave me their website and I'm sure I can find it through ufl. Club stuff doesn't start until after drop add though. When that happens I'll check into learning how to break dance because hey, why the hell not.
-Taking things back to target. I'm supposed to do that with Stacey. Well about 3 hours ago but I haven't gotten any calls from her and I'm assuming that she's got some better business to do so that'll wait for another day. I need some better tooth paste too. Colgate just sucks in comparison to Arm and Hammer. At least for me. I seem to be more likely to get canker sores from little random abrasions. Bitting my lip a little while ago reminded me of that. Horray Sodium Laurrel Sulfate. The stuff is ment to be in floor cleaners why do they put it in 99% of all toothpastes for your mouth? Which it's in Arm and hammer too but a little lower on the ingrediant list.
-Buying the full length mirror that's on defferment at the university book store. I don't know why it's on defferment but I think I want it and I'm not going to look that gift horse in the face. We don't have full length mirrors in the bathrooms this year. Of course the extra showers are a bigger plus.
-Get to the bank and take care of checks. This should be higher on the list but I never seem to remember these things until it's too late to do them. My final paycheck should be coming in the mail soon. Goody.

If I wanted to mull about it I'm sure I could think of something else that's entirely non important. Of course I'm not too sure when I'll get to these things anyway. Most of the online stuff I can take care of tonight. Sunday my day's joyfully packed with things I'm looking forward to. Jason and I moved the climbing to then because of the weather today and then there's a SATO meeting at 4. Yay! getting to know people in the major. Time for asking questions about that manuel. And finally Dorjan and the guys are cooking up dinner. Everyone's always telling me how Dorjan's such a great cook so I'm really looking forward to this. He's told me he's going to teach me how to make musaca. Spelling anyone? Saturday I'm in the training room at 8:30 in the morning to random mystery time. They never tell you how long you're going to be working. They also never tell you the next time you'll be working until after you finish the task given at hand. It's a strange way of doing things but I think they want us on our toes. So Saturday I could have plenty of time in the after noon to finish all my crap or I could have little. Which reminds me, I need to talk to Andrew about switching our practice days. It would create a beautiful blankness in my schedule if I was able to alternate busy days with absolutely nothing days. Mmmm yes.

This is two days late due to a bad battery charge and a busy schedule

2006-08-17T20:01:12Z

Oh, got out early today so now I've got a little time before the battery goes out. I finally found a spot where you can hear the music in the reiz. You just have to sit directly under the television. The roomate moved out today to go on some trip but she was nice enough to stay for the majority of practice to help us out. Gurline quit though. She had greater priorities with her kingdom hall than the orange army and they both seem to demand a lot of time. Jasmine came the first day but quickly developed bursitis. Then she was supposed to call the training room days ago because it should be healed by now by about a week. Of course she hasen't and the rest of Orange army is assuming that she's quit. Also there's one girl who is supposed to come later in the summer. So that leaves us from eight people to six people with two missing in action. Two a day tomorrow and there's only 4 people. It'll work. Still, no matter how hard we work we'll never be putting in as much as the players. The coaches are handing out gatorlytes like they're candy. Good news is now AP has told the student trainers that they no longer get first dibs on the "snack" leftovers that they feed the football players after practice because they're getting perdeim any way. I idea is that Orange Army doesn't get a lot of chances for a hot meal so we'll get first pick. Which is nice because there were some days that between the team and the trainers things were picked pretty clean apart from one or two side dishes like potatoe salad. I also realised that my numbers were pretty wrong making my weight estimates of the calves. 6 or 7 galons is typically 48 to 56 pounds not 36 to 42. I liked it better with my numbers. Also after my little run around AP has demanded that when lifting ice chests and calves we must use the dolly(which got back on the feild!) or the another person to help us. At that point he pointed directly at me and said "and your're the worst culprit" um guilty as charged I guess. Of course he also said later today that was one of the reasons that he liked me. I was a "string bean" that attempted all that crap regardless. Now for the most enjoyable moment of the day. One of the players asks megan for a new towel and she asks him why. To which he wrings a sopping puddle of sweat on the ground, happly replies "thats all from mah butt", and then smacks the towel on her shoulder.

So that was two days ago, I had some problems updating. Last night however I got to be the center of a funny moment instead. Its after practice, almost 9:30 and everything in the training room has died down for a little while. Sarah, the intern, uses the time to teach us some pnf strecthes. Before you know it everyone is streching eachother out and is in a good mood. So afterwards we're standing around in a circle and I bend down to touch my toes, getting my hamstrings a little better. I shift my weight from hip to hip to ease into the strecth. At this point everyone starts cracking up. Urban Myer walked right behind me and got a really "what the fuck?" look on his face that I didn't get to see because I was bending my self over and shaking my butt at Urban. Ah. yeah. I laugh when I'm nervous and at this point I litterally colapsed to the floor laughing. Some one told me to get up, I immediately did and tried to make myself feel a little better by saying "Oh well, it's not like he even knows my name" Steph replies through bursts of giggles "oh but he will now" Heh. I seem to have a problem about this whole act professional when it matters thing.

observations of a dead campus

2006-08-13T17:36:29Z

First day off in a while. I offically made it through week one of football training camp. My campus is dead now. There's about a million lizards basking in the sun. I witnessed nine roaches and a dried up strawberry in a clear plastic cup. I'm guessing the food initced them all to come in. Of course the sides of the cup were so slick that they couldn't get out once they had their fill. So there were nine roaches weakly crawling at the sides of a cup before they would die in the sun. The ants, who had much better traction on the cup were closing in. I thought a little while about wether or not I should just kick the cup over to let them go free. I didn't. They would be eaten by ants and thats life. If you get yourself into a bad situation don't expect devine intervention from me. My personality has changed a lot over the last year. I'm getting used to it.

I usually don't get to hear Urban talk at the end of practice because we start tearing down to get out a little ealier. However I had a full rack and felt that I might as well empty it on the players and coaches for the hell of it. I caught little clips but they were strong words. This is what I could take in. It's ok to lose respect from your coaches because you can always gain it back by working twice as hard. However, if you loose the respect of your team mates you're finished. Which is really true. Athority figures will give you more leeway with that than your own peers. I know because I'm the same way. Once a peer of mine looses my respect they are essentially branded. And there's a big difference between how I treat people that have earned my respect, have my respect, do not have my respect, and have lost my respect. Upon meeting someone they imdeately have my respect and within the next five minutes they fall into the category of having or not having my respect. This basically totals to whether or not I want to take the time to get to know them. If I do get to know them after a long time they earn my respect and I will do virtually anthing for them. However, if they do something to lose it then they fall even lower than the person I never felt a need to get to know in the first place. Typically I avoid these people at all costs with stupid excuses and if repeated contact is forced upon me I get immature, nasty, and label them some derogatory term. I don't think I'm the only one like this. So I have to think about what behavior I excercise in the next year. Obviously any respect I've ever lost isn't going to come back to me easily and if it dose I'm likely to only be elated to doormat position. I'm not too cool on that. Of course people are funny in a lot of ways. You can get away with being a little pain in the butt constantly with many people as long as you never become too bad. Infact it the people around you get used your behavior they will eventually call it normal and then you can be easily forgiven for even higher levels. You're friends will just shrug it off and say "Oh, so and so is normally angsty they were probally just having a bad day." When truly you were being virtualy intorlerable and if you accted that way upon first meeting you they would have never given you the time of day. So I probably have too much time to muse about human relations right now because there arn't any people around. I need some more cookies at subway.

And some freaking ROCK music! I've been listening to r&b and pop all week. My roomate plays the most boring, annoying music and the walls are thin so I hear it all when she sings about "true love" in the shower. OVER AND OVER AGAIN. She goes through phases for a little while she could only play the same three doors down cd for hours on end. Now it's just a bunch of the same r&b and and pop songs. I really want to raid chris's computer and load up some pantera or something. However this is the way it is. Not to mention besides the choice in music she's a pretty cool chick to hang out with.

Everyone's gone but at least subways still open. Because I am sure as hell not traveling back to the training room today. I'm just going to rest my knees and hope my complaining tendons give it a rest. Everyone in the training room tells me I'm getting tendonitis from over use but I still haven't quite admitted it to myself despite the fact that I've got a tan line around my knees from prewrap. It helps the pain by changing the tendon's angle of origin. So yesterday we switched feilds and the caps to the bottles were forgotten. That was a big fiasco, for the first 30 minutes of practice everyone was frantic. Every bottle that could have, might have, even been close to a bottle that could have, might have been sipped from, had to be dumped and disenfected. Kyle was pissed and gave ass chewings to anybody in his general vicinity and Meg got anybody else that could have been forgotten. AP surpisingly diddn't seem to care much and went along with the attitude that everyone made it through and it just wouldn't happen again. Second practice of the day went much smoother and everybody's happy and loves Loves the student trainers and orange army again. On the second practice I made the decision that our runner needed an assistant and plenty of people were refilling bottles anyway. So I spent most of practice refilling "calves" which are jugs that I'm guessing hold about 6 or 7 gallons of water making a full one some where inbetween 35 and 40 pounds. For some reason or another after filling the thrid calf or so I thought about guys in Naples and sunday practice and I really started picking up the pase. I just had a shit load of energy and I was fucking bounding. If I wasn't walking with a full calf I was running and feeling good about it. Really, my knees bothered me a lot less If I was running. Something about being light on the toes. People started noticing too. One of the fans on the side line commented "damn, girl you really strong" which I replied in sprint, "no, just stubbon" Occasionally people demanded that they help me because they didn't want me to throw out my back but for some reason the whole situation seemed humorus to me. I don't know why but if I'm in the right mindset I can get really giddy in the prospect of busting my ass in the heat. It makes me think of sunday practice and home and happy thoughts make you fly. By peter pan's word it's true.

Pink flecks and swipes!

2006-07-31T02:28:26Z

Last Sunday practice for me until who knows when. At least I've got some good markings to show for the workout. :) and on that note, it really wiped me out and I think I need some sleep.

I wonder if there's a sand pit in Gainesville for me to start working knife hands. Maybe I could just find a bunch of dirt as a subsitute. Hmmm, Contemplations.

I've got 10 days

2006-07-26T00:29:39Z

Hey! Finally got that call I was waiting for and boy was I chipper. For any one standing next to me as I was hanging up that phone, thanks. I bet my hyper, erratic behavior was annoying as shit but you gave me enough time to work it out of my system. =) With that being said I'll be driving up Aug. 5th. So Naples people, goodbye it's been freaking sweet and I'm going to miss you like a fat boy loves cake.

Yesterday I bought bras and it makes me happy.

2006-07-24T02:59:03Z

Mmm, today was a good day. Which basically means that I didn't do much more than Suday class. Matt finally came back from his trip and sweeped me up in a big hug. Same with Josh. It make my day. Ooo! and I only suffered one minor bought of heat exhaustion today. Not to mention it was so little that I didn't even have to stop what I was doing. The arms are speckled with little dime sized pink spots from blocks and the feet are black and happy. My body is Finally getting back into the swing of things. Which of course is going to be harder to keep up with once I go back up to Gainesville. So I'm looking for a work out buddy in advance. Applications anyone? Manda said we'd be running together anyway but the more the merrier, and there's less of a chance we'll get mugged at night, Yay! Ok. I was kidding about the last part but I'm still looking for someone to work with me in the Yulee pit at night doing a typical class warm up. It's really not that hard when the heat is taken away but it'll get you into great shape. Comment me or give me a call about that. I'm not too picky about my workout buddies.

and on one last note. You know who you are, I don't know why you haven't come to class lately but next time I'm dragging your good looking butt out there. It's for your own good; you don't want to be called cho otto again do you? : ) Glenn actually brought that up today, I had totally forgotten about that dumb nickname. He also has a running theory that as long as he comes to class the master of space and time will keep you from showing up. Meh. I'm tempted to believe it.

Mmm, tattered elbows and floor floats.

2006-07-17T01:20:27Z

Mmm, bought a brand new gi today. It's still nice and starchy but some of my own sweat from practice softened it up a considerable amount. This one fits a lot better and Kevin cut off the arms for me so it's also quite a bit cooler. Of course the thing's made for man shoulders so I have to sew some extra fabric back to avoid looking like a dragon ball Z character of some kind. :) Without the arms it just feels so much better, even the toughening drills. Which were minimal today, but we made up for it in the abs. Glenn was leading them so everything was about twice as much and it was Good. I'm happy he's back. When everyone gets off of vacation the Sunday class is going to be enormous. It's funny, the new guys gave me this look today that was "You are sick with heat exhaustion, why are you smiling so big?" They have no idea. Given a few months they'll understand.

Drunk on endorphines

2006-07-15T20:54:48Z

I'm definitely super excited right now.

Yesterday I took the day off from work, drove up to Gainesville, stayed there for about 3 hours, and drove back home. So why should I be so thrilled right now? Simple - I was being interviewed for the Orange Army, the observe students that work with the football team and do Grunt work! Yeah! I wouldn't be in marching band and I'd travel up to Gainesville on Aug 6th or so to start on the begining of football practice but this would be freaking sweet, one step closer to getting my hundred hours, one step closer to the dream job. The interveiw went incredibly well, so well infact that they gave me a personal tour of the south end zone. Did you know that the football team has carpet in their locker rooms and a Gatoraide Fountain?! They're also one of the only college teams in America with a full nutritional staff. According to the GA's they're "spoiled brats but still pretty cool guys to work with." Everyone seemed to have laid back personalities with a seriousness about their work. I like that; I really think I could get along with these people. It's good to finally meet the others in my major too. So if I get in, I'll be at the bottom rung which is what they call a "hydration specialist" HA! Just tell me the honest truth and call me a water chick, I don't need any fancy titles.

This is so cool. I feel like a kid in a candy store.

poop on your face seems to be universal

2006-07-06T07:02:37Z

A dinner conversation between my Aussie cousins Nate and Xena about why cats make bad pets.

Xena: Mom wont let us have a cat because she says they're too much work.

Nate: (big smile) Catties are bad 'cause...'cause they'll Poop on your face.

Xena: Oh, and how would they manage that?

Nate:(in rambling four year old Aussie talk) Well, if you were looking at the catty's bottom and it had to go to the toliet but you were still looking at it's bottom and then it would poop on your face. And then You would have to go to the toilet and stick your head in and flush it to get it off. So you shouldn't own a catty.

I know I'm not supposed to encourage something like that but I laughed a terrible lot because I couldn't help but think of Manda and her own siblings screaming "POOP ON YOUR FACE" at eachother. I think that's why large family gatherings have the "kid table".