Friday, October 27
My current state of academics
I had a brutal (although not as bad as I expected) chem test this morning. I think I got at least a C. I came home after the test, I think I was at school for about an hour and 15 minutes today. I'm skipping math class. The teacher always puts the notes up on the Internet. I'm also skipping a history test, but I have two opt-outs for tests I haven't yet used. There are two tests left after this one, and I only have to take one of them, since I took the first two. It's a nice system. There's a paper due in that class in about two weeks, which I still have to get seriously started. My topic is Levi Strauss, and I think I'm going to title the paper "The Birth of American Fashion". As far as I know, I'm getting an A in history. I've gotten A's on the first two tests and the three quizzes I've taken, and we're only required to take three of each, so unless I seriously screw up this paper or the final, I should have an A. Same for math - pre-Calc this semester (Calc next semester), and both tests have been A's so far. I took my third math test on Monday, and should get it back this coming Monday. Pretty sure I got another A. I've gotten A's on my first two biology tests, although I haven't gotten the third test back yet (took that on Tuesday), but I'm also pretty sure I got an A, and I'm maintaining an A in lab, which is 25% of my grade. I'm also maintaining an A in my chem lab, which might save my overall grade. Today was the third chem test. I got a 68 on the first one and a 90-something on the second. I've gotten A's and B's on the quizzes. I've been trying to find time to catch my professor in his office to see what my current grade average is, because the last day to withdraw from a class is Monday. I have to pass all of my classes with at least a C and maintain a 3.0 in order to guarantee my transfer to VT. Let's see, what else? I have an Internet research project on global warming due next week for my bio lab, and I think there's a lab quiz. I need to read ch. 40 in my bio book, since that's what we started going over in class yesterday. We've started taking notes for Test 4 in history, so I could go read them over, since I plan on taking that as my last test. We're learning about the Era of Good Feelings, Market Revolution, etc., starting right after the War of 1812. Fun stuff. Sometime this afternoon I'll look up those math notes, copy them into my notebook and do the homework for that section (should be 7.2). And chemistry? Maybe I should check my syllabus and see what we're studying next. You know, get a head start.
Sunday, October 22
Muppet Personality Test
I lied. This was too good not to post!
| You Are Scooter |
 Brainy and knowledgable, you are the perfect sidekick. You're always willing to lend a helping hand. In any big event or party, you're the one who keeps things going. "15 seconds to showtime!" |
How Do You Communicate?
Okay, last one, I promise! :)
| You Communicate With Your Body |
 This isn't as bad as it sounds, it just means that you're a "touchy-feely" person. You need a lot of affection in your life. And for you, this means both giving and receiving little touches. Warm hearted, you bond with people easily. In fact, you often feel a little sad when you're not in the company of others. A little moody, you tend to be controlled by your emotions. But a bit hug always comforts you! |
Friday, October 20
Au Natural
This came from the same site as the Soul Quiz. My curiosity got the better of me...
I can think of a few people who would vouch for the authenticity of this! :)
| Your Seduction Style: Au Natural |
 You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it. That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power! The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism. You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world. Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in. You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you? You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways. Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you. As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you. |
I can think of a few people who would vouch for the authenticity of this! :)
Thursday, October 19
What kind of soul are you?
| You Are a Visionary Soul |
 You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness. Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connected to your soul. You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable. Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings. You have great vision and can be very insightful. In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself. Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend. You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer. Souls you are most compatible with: Old Soul and Peacemaker Soul |
Monday, October 9
Rollercoaster
What a rollercoaster of a weekend.
We had some new friends come over to hang out Saturday night, and it was good. Lots of beer, lots of great conversation...lots of connecting. I don't make friends often, being an introvert has that side effect, and besides, I don't feel like wasting my time on people I can't really connect with. It's so GOOD to find good people! Maybe I don't have a way with words, but I know what I know.
And I know that after they left, everything changed. I witnessed a falling out such as I never imagined was possible, between two people I thought would be close forever. I lay in bed, trying to sleep, listening to a conversation I didn't think these two people could have. So much pain, and bitterness, and cruelty, so much that I didn't even realize existed here, pouring out in a torrent of harsh words. Can I tell you something? I locked my bedroom door against the man I love that night. I didn't know where he was, but I knew he wasn't the man trying to get in. Deja vu, anyone?
We finally talked about it last night. It feels so good to be able to lay things to rest without the bitterness and drama I've grown used to with others. It's hard to see things change, especially for someone like me who, although I love adventure, thrives on familiarity. But, I've also had to learn that I can't stop change, and when it doesn't directly affect me, I have to let go and let it happen. Roll with the punches, as it were. Go with the flow. Give me a minute, I'll come up with another cliche. Just when I think I understand what it means to be married, to have that kind of commitment, something happens that threatens to shatter it, only to show me in the end that what I think of as commitment doesn't even scratch the surface. Do I have the strength to stay the course, no matter what? I think so. I don't want it any other way.
We had some new friends come over to hang out Saturday night, and it was good. Lots of beer, lots of great conversation...lots of connecting. I don't make friends often, being an introvert has that side effect, and besides, I don't feel like wasting my time on people I can't really connect with. It's so GOOD to find good people! Maybe I don't have a way with words, but I know what I know.
And I know that after they left, everything changed. I witnessed a falling out such as I never imagined was possible, between two people I thought would be close forever. I lay in bed, trying to sleep, listening to a conversation I didn't think these two people could have. So much pain, and bitterness, and cruelty, so much that I didn't even realize existed here, pouring out in a torrent of harsh words. Can I tell you something? I locked my bedroom door against the man I love that night. I didn't know where he was, but I knew he wasn't the man trying to get in. Deja vu, anyone?
We finally talked about it last night. It feels so good to be able to lay things to rest without the bitterness and drama I've grown used to with others. It's hard to see things change, especially for someone like me who, although I love adventure, thrives on familiarity. But, I've also had to learn that I can't stop change, and when it doesn't directly affect me, I have to let go and let it happen. Roll with the punches, as it were. Go with the flow. Give me a minute, I'll come up with another cliche. Just when I think I understand what it means to be married, to have that kind of commitment, something happens that threatens to shatter it, only to show me in the end that what I think of as commitment doesn't even scratch the surface. Do I have the strength to stay the course, no matter what? I think so. I don't want it any other way.
Wednesday, October 4
Farmhouse
I spent the weekend on my friend E's farm up near Strasburg. Chris and I had planned to drive up to Pittsburgh together to pick up our roommate, who stayed with his folks for the rest of the week after the Tool show, but when E called me and told me he was having an uber-bonfire on Saturday, I couldn't think of anywhere else I'd rather have been. So, I had Chris drop me off on the way up to PA Friday night with my tent and sleeping bag, and there I stayed until Sunday evening.
Oh, there was so much work to be done.
I've gotta tell you about this place. It's Civil War era, about 200 years old. 2 acres, with an old stone cottage, a barn, a chicken coop that's off its foundation, an office/milking building (it was a dairy farm back in the 1960's), and a building of undefined use in the corner. Oh, and an open garage, and next to that an outhouse. The ultimate goals are to turn the barn into a metalworking shop, the stray building into a guest cottage, the office into a livable building for the time being, and the stone cottage into a permanent home. The entire property had to be cleared from the start, and 6 months ago that work started. We didn't get to see it until the end of August when we moved back to VA, and even by then there was significant improvement. The barn needed a whole side wall rebuilt, the roof has almost been fixed, and quite a lot of the sumac trees choking every inch of the land have been cleared out. That's what we had to start with this weekend.
I wouldn't say we made headway in leaps and bounds, but we got a lot done. The roof was supposed to be finished Saturday, but we woke up to rain, so that plan was scrapped. We didn't do much until the afternoon, when it stopped raining, but all afternoon we hauled firewood from all over the property to the space for the bonfire. We cleared out all the dead wood from the space between the barn and the office, which was a lot of logs and quite a few dead sumac trees, branches and all. E and I made a grocery run, since his friend D was going to be cooking most of the food for the festivities that night, and I got stuff to make hot chocolate. I figured I'd be the only one drinking it, since most everyone else would probably be drinking beer, but what the hell, I wanted hot chocolate. Having the bonfire that night was incredibly chill and laid back, as always. It drizzled a bit, on and off, and rained for about 20 minutes at midnight, but it wasn't that bad. Made it a good night to burn. I met so many cool people that night. The next morning, talking to E, I reminisced about the group of people he was friends with when I first met him, and how we had both moved away from that group and formed new groups of friends, and how much fun it was to comingle with groups of chill people like that. I asked him, "Is it always this much fun to make new friends?" I'm pretty sure he knew what I meant. He was part of the first real group of friends I ever had, and that was years after high school. He said it was. That makes me look forward to what kind of people I will meet in the future.
The real work came on Sunday. Now that we had the field between the barn and the office cleared of brush, E wanted to pitch down some of the old straw in the upper part of the barn to spread over what was left and so leave it to decompose into good growing soil. The land is in the Shenendoah Valley, so it's already good soil, and this way the sumac wouldn't grow back and the land could be used for gardening. (In fact, he's already told me I can use a small plot for a garden of my own, if I come up to tend it during spring planting and fall harvesting...one more excuse to come up for the weekend!) Between E and myself, we cleared out an entire roomful of straw, about 10x20 feet, a few feet deep by the door but about 8 feet high in the pile at the other end. I cleared out a good deal of it myself, since E went down after a while to start moving it from the side of the barn to the field. I was soooooo sore the next day....but it was worth it.
Friday night, E, D and myself were sitting around the (small) fire talking, and D asked me why I was going to college. When I mentioned that in the end I really wanted to do just what E was doing, D said something to the effect of you can't learn the kinds of things you need to live off the land like that in school. And you know what? He's absolutely right. I want to know the why of things, so I go to class and learn about them, but the only way to learn how to maintain a farm like that is to actually do it. I can't think of a better reason to spend as much time as I can on this farm. Not only is E getting a willing pair of hands to help out, but I'm learning so much every time I'm there, and things as simple as the correct way to efficiently pitch straw can make a big difference when you have to do it yourself.
When Chris and Andy got back on Sunday, we all went down to the local pub and had dinner, BSed around a bit, and then the three of us headed home. Last night, Andy mentioned how cool E was, and how everything he said about everything was right. He said he'd never met anyone like that before. I just thought about different groups of friends, and smiled to myself. It's all happening.
Oh, there was so much work to be done.
I've gotta tell you about this place. It's Civil War era, about 200 years old. 2 acres, with an old stone cottage, a barn, a chicken coop that's off its foundation, an office/milking building (it was a dairy farm back in the 1960's), and a building of undefined use in the corner. Oh, and an open garage, and next to that an outhouse. The ultimate goals are to turn the barn into a metalworking shop, the stray building into a guest cottage, the office into a livable building for the time being, and the stone cottage into a permanent home. The entire property had to be cleared from the start, and 6 months ago that work started. We didn't get to see it until the end of August when we moved back to VA, and even by then there was significant improvement. The barn needed a whole side wall rebuilt, the roof has almost been fixed, and quite a lot of the sumac trees choking every inch of the land have been cleared out. That's what we had to start with this weekend.
I wouldn't say we made headway in leaps and bounds, but we got a lot done. The roof was supposed to be finished Saturday, but we woke up to rain, so that plan was scrapped. We didn't do much until the afternoon, when it stopped raining, but all afternoon we hauled firewood from all over the property to the space for the bonfire. We cleared out all the dead wood from the space between the barn and the office, which was a lot of logs and quite a few dead sumac trees, branches and all. E and I made a grocery run, since his friend D was going to be cooking most of the food for the festivities that night, and I got stuff to make hot chocolate. I figured I'd be the only one drinking it, since most everyone else would probably be drinking beer, but what the hell, I wanted hot chocolate. Having the bonfire that night was incredibly chill and laid back, as always. It drizzled a bit, on and off, and rained for about 20 minutes at midnight, but it wasn't that bad. Made it a good night to burn. I met so many cool people that night. The next morning, talking to E, I reminisced about the group of people he was friends with when I first met him, and how we had both moved away from that group and formed new groups of friends, and how much fun it was to comingle with groups of chill people like that. I asked him, "Is it always this much fun to make new friends?" I'm pretty sure he knew what I meant. He was part of the first real group of friends I ever had, and that was years after high school. He said it was. That makes me look forward to what kind of people I will meet in the future.
The real work came on Sunday. Now that we had the field between the barn and the office cleared of brush, E wanted to pitch down some of the old straw in the upper part of the barn to spread over what was left and so leave it to decompose into good growing soil. The land is in the Shenendoah Valley, so it's already good soil, and this way the sumac wouldn't grow back and the land could be used for gardening. (In fact, he's already told me I can use a small plot for a garden of my own, if I come up to tend it during spring planting and fall harvesting...one more excuse to come up for the weekend!) Between E and myself, we cleared out an entire roomful of straw, about 10x20 feet, a few feet deep by the door but about 8 feet high in the pile at the other end. I cleared out a good deal of it myself, since E went down after a while to start moving it from the side of the barn to the field. I was soooooo sore the next day....but it was worth it.
Friday night, E, D and myself were sitting around the (small) fire talking, and D asked me why I was going to college. When I mentioned that in the end I really wanted to do just what E was doing, D said something to the effect of you can't learn the kinds of things you need to live off the land like that in school. And you know what? He's absolutely right. I want to know the why of things, so I go to class and learn about them, but the only way to learn how to maintain a farm like that is to actually do it. I can't think of a better reason to spend as much time as I can on this farm. Not only is E getting a willing pair of hands to help out, but I'm learning so much every time I'm there, and things as simple as the correct way to efficiently pitch straw can make a big difference when you have to do it yourself.
When Chris and Andy got back on Sunday, we all went down to the local pub and had dinner, BSed around a bit, and then the three of us headed home. Last night, Andy mentioned how cool E was, and how everything he said about everything was right. He said he'd never met anyone like that before. I just thought about different groups of friends, and smiled to myself. It's all happening.
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