Monday, February 25, 2008

Bitches get stuff done!

Topic #1: BITCHES

Regardless of your political affiliation, you should definitely check out this video. You can fast forward to where there's 2:09 left if you want.

Yeah! Don't you feel all fired up now! Seriously. Bitch is the new black! Couldn't have put it better myself.

I have a sort of girl crush on Tina Fey. I really think we'd be good friends. Amy Poehler, too (plus she's married to Will Arnett, who's likely not a jerk [see below], but played one on TV). Maybe I'll invite them to my graduation party, as I'm sure they'd enjoy themselves. Those ladies are smart, kinda nerdy, and hys-terical. They would fit in well with my friends.

Topic #2: JERKS

A friend sent me this link today. Go read it now.

The friend who sent it said, "sounds too familiar..." So true. One of my girlfriends and I frequently commiserate about "Kryptonite boys." Maybe you've had the misfortune of being associated with one of these characters. The article portrays the situation perfectly: "we meet the jerk and in some twisted way are seduced by his confidence, charm, and passion. We don't see these as the disguises they are: confidence is really arrogance, charm comes from him being a player, and his passion is being the center of his own universe."

Kryptonite boys [I know of one reported case of a Kryptonite girl, as well, so maybe I should say Kryptonite people] crawl under your skin until sometimes all you have is anger to keep you safe from them and the tremendously dangerous pull they have over you. All reason goes out the window when you're involved with them. And there's no known cure, so one must remind themself over and over that they are not and never really were good for you.


This week's songs are topical.
For Topic #1, some classic Elton John.
For Topic #2, (so hard to choose!) The Plain White Tees (in honor of this week's angries).

Take care of yourselves, bitches. Don't let the jerks get you down. (And remember, they're not all jerks.) :)

Friday, February 22, 2008

Da' beers, da' Bears, De' bate

[this has nothing to do with Da' Bears, but I like saying it]

I'm so bummed out that only 100 students got to attend last night's debate. I'm also a little irritated because one of my classmates (who's an international student--not going to be able to vote here) DID get to go. Grrrrr. Of course, that irritation might be linked to the general malaise of my stomach from having beer, fried pickles, and cheese/bacon/jalapeno fries for dinner while watching last night's debate at a nearby bar [as we were unable to get into (a) the real debate or (b) the screening at the Union].

I still don't know who I'm voting for. I liked what both candidates had to say about bilingualism/promotion of foreign languages. I thought the question was so very interesting...
"Is bilingualism a threat to American society?" Yeah, a big huge threat. Goodness knows we wouldn't want people to be able to communicate with MORE people. It's not a threat to any of the other societies in the world... come on, folks.

Anyway, I wasn't really expecting anything to be crystal clear after the debate, but it would have been nice. I know I'm NOT voting for Ron Paul... I guess that's a step. I should totally be focusing more on the local side of things, as that's where my vote will actually make a difference; I'll add it to my to-do list.

Speaking of to-do list, I am so dog-gone tired... I've been utterly day-to-day lately just to get everything done! Some sleep really would be nice. I shouldn't bitch about this... a classmate from Motivation had a baby 3 weeks ago and is back in class AND teaching. I think her name must be Wonder Woman. Shoot.

Have I mentioned how much I love Dr. Wicker? So much. Guys named Frank really catch my fancy. He is so funny, in an erudite-professorial-way. He "flossed his brain" today in class [picture the "arrow through the head" trick, but with yarn]. Too funny... not funny if anyone else were doing it, but hilarious because you know that the tidbits of brain that might stick to the metaphorical floss would be rich with intelligence. Plus, it was just funny how he hid behind the overhead to put the "brain floss" on.

And I sat by Joey Tribbiani today. I had to cover up my doodles of his pirate "ARR" tattoo, 'cause I swear he was looking at my notes.

Monday, February 18, 2008

proud moment

So, I'm giving a test at this very moment. And just about 2 minutes ago, I was backing up to get something, and I literally FELL OUT OF MY CHAIR.

Yes, that's right, in front of this group of college students who are 1/2 mine and 1/2 not, I fell on my ass, out of my chair. I'm so proud.

There's a reason my middle name is Joy instead of Grace.

[They did say that I provided a great intermission from the test... so glad I could be of service.]

Sunday, February 17, 2008

irony, 2s, songs

I just read three articles for class about blogs. Now I'm blogging about reading blogs. The best way I can explain what's going on in my brain right now is by means of this stunning visual aid:

This weekend was a weekend of twos:
2 runs 'round the lake (progressively building endurance... We ran [vs. walked] more of the distance today than Friday!)
2 times the parking lot was filled with fire trucks, police cars, and EMS vehicles upon arriving home late at night (no joke! there was a fire in one of the buildings last night... never found out what happened the other time)
2 movies about restaurants/chefs/food (both highly recommended: Eat Drink Man Woman and Big Night)
2 Asian-inspired meals
2 names for the uber-guapo guitar player at Saturday's party (Dwayne or Leon? We may never know)
2 trips to Torchy's (Murphy was so exhausted after today's run that he didn't even respond to the opportunity to go to with)
A new feature of the blog... song(s) of the week. These are retroactive... things I've been listening to over the past week:

Friday, February 15, 2008

2 Timothy 3:2-7, 9

People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God--having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with them.

They are the kind who worm their way into homes and gain control over weak-willed women, who are loaded down with sins and swayed by all kinds of evil desires, always learning, but never able to acknowledge the truth... But they will not get very far because, as is the case of those men, their folly will be clear to everyone.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Blog o'the Week

1) I had a kick-ass lesson plan the other day; it was actually 2 kick-ass lessons rolled into one. We practiced assessing ELLs' English proficiency using the SOLOM and the 5 Stages of Language Acquisition (while simultaneously learning about concurrent validity and inter-rater reliability). Then, I split my students into random groups and assigned each one a candidate to research their views on/voting record on/plans for dealing with immigration. They're presenting tomorrow... I'm excited to learn from them.

2) I am beginning to understand statistics. This is magnificent. I get z scores and T scores (and can figure them, when given mean and standard deviation).

3) My sweet friend K made me homemade chocolates and wrote me the loveliest of cards for Valentine's Day. It helped to take away some of the hate I have towards Valentine's this year.

4) My friend from Istanbul is pumped that I'll be in Turkey and can't wait to take me all around. I'm pumped that I have a friend in Turkey to visit!

5) I narrowly escaped making a VERY foolish life choice over the weekend. Logic, reason, and good old taking-care-of-myself-ness kept me out of what could have been one of the worst personal decisions since... well, maybe all time.

6) Elizabeth told me that in her professional opinion, I'm doing GREAT. That's right folks, GREAT. Then I almost made the bad decision (but didn't; because I'm GREAT).

7) I'm watching Disc 2 of Season 1 of Weeds right now. I'm gonna say--I like it.

8) Someone in San Marcos really likes my blog. Hmmmmmmmm.