michele

i also put up my christmas pictures. not only are there way too many of them (gene, seriously, i apologize and can move them somewhere else if you want me to), but also you don’t know most of the people and won’t care to look at all of them. therefore i am providing links to my favorites here so you can just look at those.

my cousin by marriage, katherine, and my aunt mary/her mother-in-law

my mom and my aunt mary

katherine taking a picture of me from behind a rock. this is after she tickle ambushed me for taking pictures of her, the wench.

mary and beautiful ocean

mom and beautiful ocean

lacey, waiting for christmas to start

my aunt mary and uncle dick…festive, in a way.

aunt mary and john

me flying a kite

my uncle peter flying a kite

my cousin kevin

my youngest cousin, vadin

my aunt nancy and mom

mom at devil’s churn

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recently i developed the idea that it might be cool to apply for some college scholarships. self, i said, maybe you should stop mooching off your mom and write an essay or something.

so one day while at work, presumably working, i searched around on the internet for scholarships which would be applicable to me. and what i found was the FBI Common Knowledge Quiz. the fbi will give me money?, i said to my self, awesome! the quiz consists of four rounds of questions in which you answer what i thought would be trivia questions and you get a certain amount of points depending on whether you get it right and how long it takes you to submit the answer.

on saturday i took the first round. it turned out not to be universal trivia so much as trivia about the fbi. which, fine, stands to reason, they’re probably going to try to recruit you if you win their little scholarship. either that or put you in jail. so there’s questions like “what is the highest education you have to attain to join the secret forces?” with answers such as, “GED”, “BA”, “worked at wendy’s for a couple days before getting fired”. alright maybe not that last one, but it was something comparably absurd.

my favorite question by far, however, was “what is the term for the actions that fbi secret agents perform?” with answers ranging from “espionage”, to “terrorism” and “jihad”. i am totally not kidding. hello, creepy. shall i take the next round? shall i never go to their webpage again? i did get 20 out of 22 questions right so my chances right this second of being thrown in the slammer under the patriot act are good so far. but do i want to risk that a future question might be, “suicide bombing makes you think of…” with fill-in he blank answers including, “immoral” or “god”?

this weekend, i went to san diego (with jason, kristen, erica, jolie, sophia, nuala, jenny, and jesse), oceanside (with kristen, nuala, jenny, and jesse), and disneyland, (with kristen, nuala, and long-hai).

somehow i was a slacker and only took pictures on saturday and not on friday. i am lame. (plus irritated, because when you have a chance to take a picture of a half-wolf who is about to either eat your liver or cop a feel, you should be snapping pictures.) but anyway, go here to see many, many pictures in disneyland. 2 of my little videos won’t upload yet. one in which kristen and nuala do silly things in line for ‘it’s a small world’, and one in which long-hai is a parking-lot princess, (mickey level, 4C).

super, super fun was had by me, and hopefully by all. though i highly recommend not deciding to drive home to san francisco at 9:30pm from anaheim after having gotten a total of 10 hours sleep in the last two days and having spent 12 hours shuffling around in lines at disneyland). though i also recommend not driving on the sunday of thanksgiving weekend too, so i’m glad i missed that, (sorry jason, erica, and sophia).

thank you so, so much to jenny, jesse, and long-hai. jenny and jesse for letting us sleep on their floor, and long-hai for having been willing to let us sleep on his floor if we hadn’t ditched him to drive home instead like crazy people. also for taking us to disneyland, and being a princess flying butt monkey who throws feces.

sure i had to call in sick today to continue recovering from the freezing disneyland cold and rain and broken knees and complete exhaustion from driving that much in less than 48 hours, but it was all well worth it to see you lot and to be a princess.

“I’m a Princess!”

phyllo dough is the devil and i am its bitch.

dear jason,

so i was thinking it might be in my best interests to become a male just so my chances of getting laid by you might increase even infinitesimally. but i was wondering how you feel about breasts? because the idea of getting them lopped off kind of makes me cringe in pain. it might hurt. a lot. plus then i might make a joke about lop-eared bunnies and that might also hurt. my funny image. also, penises? they’re not that great. so maybe i could also keep my vagina. how do you feel about this plan? don’t be niggardly with your sex.

i wish so much that i had a picture of you doing that thing with your fingers, tongue touching nose, and talking about wet leprosy. happy birthday, sexy boy.

love,

michele

p.s. this is a picture of tyler, ellie’s baby. fyi.

you wouldn’t think it to look at me perhaps, but i’ve become a librarian.

yes, i catalog books. last week i cataloged (why is it cataloged but uncatalogued?) a book on taoism. on my desk right now are books entitled, understanding peasant china and god’s chinese son. nowadays i play on OCLC and the ricci library’s database system entering in all the little particulars–call numbers, height, contents, edition, location, author, title, etc. it’s like the best job ever. i love being a librarian.

plus there’s the whole sexy factor which i’ve yet to experience, but i’m sure it’s coming.