An exciting endeavor...

Welcome friends, here I am back again! I have a lot of homework to do, and it is making me stressed, so clearly the solution is to... do something else. Elliot is working on something spectacular, but it might just turn out to be really offensive pornography. We will have to wait and see. He is making a coloring book out of his photos (because he is a top notch photographer) and so the pictures will look something like this:

One book is just going to be figures no enviornments, then drunk photos, then myspace group photos. Could there be anything more excellent than this? THINK ABOUT THAT AND GET BACK TO ME. I am just so excited to get a fresh box of crayons and go crazy

Pretty awesome, no?

So tonight, after I finish this, I am going to get to work on linear algebra, then diffusion flames, AND ELLIOT is going to work on making more more more.


Right now we are pondering over whether or not he should leave the words on the tshirts, like "mom rocks," etc, because it's so small... can you color it?

Elliot claims that he is putting this all together and says he will send some copies to me so I can distribute them to the people. He is actually "soliciting for global distributors" to put it in his words. This is serious shit man. GLOBAL. That means... the whole world.



So anyone actually reading this who wants to support the mass distribution of awesome Elliot photography a la coloring book, please umm comment or something. And maybe we can arrange that you get sent a bunch of the awesome coloring books.

OOo and here is something really cool: I made a sweet background for my computer screen. You can "tile" it and it's really pretty, and I worked so hard at it. All the little boxes, etc. You probably need to open it in paint or something and then under File you can choose to make it your background (tiled). So maybe someone else can use it too! Beware, it's really blinding, but all the boxes match up and it makes these sweet vertical line things... and you can mess about with the colors if these color themes are not to your liking... whatever.

OK! OFF TO DO SOME homework. boo.

xo,
danielle

Today was... sad. But you know, we get over these things. It started when I woke up and I hurt, but I was expecting that I guess because Becca and I had done a really crazy work out the day before, we did it all. But also, I never drink water and I was completely dehydrated and that makes me hurt too! So I got up, and Pearce made me pancakes which was AWESOME so that sorta negated the bad, and I took our offbrand tylenol. But then came the news....

STEVE IRWIN IS DEAD!

Ok, so let's be real, this was sorta inevitable, and I hardly watched any of those shows because I was always nervous he would get eaten or something. It just seems so crazy to me... animals do not reason... they aren't really all that predictable I guess. Not that I have so much experience with wild animals, but I'm just saying, animals cannot be expected to act like people. We have the ability to think, to rationalize, to have "morals"... or at least some of us... and so this is terrible and sad, but you know, he was basically asking for it every day of his too short life!!!!

Sorry if that seems really cold hearted and cruel. I am upset about it because he was an singular personality, and he was a husband and a father, but there are people who die from starvation, war, etc..., things out of their control.... so it just makes me sort of unsure about how I feel. It's all so far away, it seems like a movie character that wasn't real anyway got killed, and and and...

I really want to laugh at this situation, but that is so mean, and apparently I am really mean and critical, and I WANT TO WORK ON IT. It is a personal goal of mine to be less awful. And this would be a good time to start but...

Right, so here goes something that could be touching or mocking. But it is definitely mocking, but someone else made it, not me, Erik just sent it to me earlier... And I mean...



That is terrible. TERRIBLE. Sorry. It just made me think about a lot of things, like humor and what is funny and when it is ok to laugh about things. And mock things... Is it ok to mock death? Even if it is such a rediculous death? Because if we all took that so seriously, would we implode? Everyone is going to die, and I guess Steve Irwin at least enjoyed toying with having some control over it. How many times can a person not die before he has to die?

Wow enough of that, it stopped making sense. Really I just wanted to make fun of it, then I had an attack of conscience, and so I had to write a lot of stuff to make myself seem less cruel and callous.

Anyway, later we were supposed to have a picnic, and so we went to the park, but it was FULL, duh, and all the grills and pavilions were taken, and it was raining. So we were like Ef this! and we got fried chicken and beer and ate in our kitchen. We were waiting for the rain to stop so we could play croquet, but it never stopped, and so we drank and got tired and watched tennis and dirty jobs, and talked some, but it was pretty sad. SAD SAD SAD. And then for the rest of the night I very slowly graded a few exams, but mostly didn't, and Pearce and I played around. It was actually pretty great having him for the whole day, so I mean, I shouldn't be so complainy/whiny, but I just am so deal with it.

Mike Rowe is sexy:


I think a pattern of me being into slightly nerdy, hairy, older men is emerging. First Scott Bakula, now this. Hot!


O, hi! When did you get here? Leaving so soon? I would too because this is a CrAPPY POST BECAUSE LIKE I SAID TODAY IS SAD.

Sausage = Happiness, and more

So Elliot has the COOLEST job. He takes pictures for a newspaper and he got to go see these lovely ladies and their sausages. Ladies love the sausages.



I wish my Grandma was a sausagefiend like this woman. On second thought, no, I take back that wish and regret saying it. Let us forget that ever happened. I do like how her rubber gloves match her apron. The lady before is wearing 1 blue glove, 1 clear - Michael Jackson style. I don't exactly understand what they are doing, but then again, I've never really had close contact with sausage before. (I'm talking about the breakfast meat you sicko). So yeah, Elliot got to be in that room with those happy women, and their big knives and big phallic meat sticks. LUCKY !

Then there is this guy: who apparently makes a scrunch face instead of smiling. He looks like he writes the fortunes in fortune cookies.

So technically, I'm grading finals right now. I've barely gotten through a single grade sheet in the past 2 hours! That is some kind of AWESOME! Urgh, only 5 more after this... BUT THEN I HAVE TO GRADE THE EXTRA CREDIT. Uch these whores and their extra credit. Maybe some people just aren't meant to be engineers... HINT HINT idiot who fails everything.

Right sorry, I was dorking out there for a minute. Much after this other stuff was written, I sit down to write again:
Today was full of excitement - I got a new laptop which I am now using, I saw my grandma and my fam, I went searching for rain boots with my sis, and then I had a mini middle school reunion at some bar in Towson. Towson is like a magical place where people who you never expect to see together again suddenly appear in a dreamy drunken MESS. Uch I am a mess, definitely. I am at home without my Pearce, and I miss him terribly. After the bar/middleschool disaster we went to The diner and Becca and I shared spanakopita and that was amazing.
Now I am having all kinds of issues because I thought I understood what I was doing, how people were perceiving me, and then it got all mixed up. You know when suddenly you find out that people, as in most people who know you, think a certain thing about you, and you didn't even know that about yourself? And it's really shocking, and confusing? And you want to fix it, but you don't even know where to begin, because you never even realized it was happening in the first place? That is SO vague, I apologize!!! UCH NO WAIT WAIT WAIT THAT JUST GOT REALLY Livejournal-esque eww blech vommmmm.

Moving on. We thought of a really good idea. Well rather, Elliot at one point had demanded the pizza doctor come to treat him, but less eloquently than that. And now, I demand a pizza ambulance. Doesn't that just seem like a really good marketing tool for one of those pizza delivery places, like umm domino? or papa john's?! I SHOULD SELL THAT TO THEM! Then I can retire, and use my earnings (and a lifetime of free pizzas delivered via pizza ambulance) to live a fulfilling life which consists of shopping and the gym. Sigh, could life be any more excellent?
Let me introduce you to the pizza ambulance schematic:
See how it says pizza backwards? Just like a real ambulance? So you can only see it in the mirror? eh? eh? AWESOME!!!

QUICK HELP I NEED A PIZZA AMBULANCE