The Demise is approaching.

Can you feel it? Everyone is leaving, and the lease is up. I have seen Mizzle for the last time in what looks to be a very long while, and not seen Guru and the Lady for a long while. And who knows what happened to The Man--I think he has dropped off the face of the earth.

So long. There were no fish, but thanks for all the memories. Home Base, you will be missed.

Status break.

I'm home.
I'm exhausted.
I have no car.

Call me sometime. Just not tomorrow--tomorrow is when I sort out all the things I have to do this week.

Love,
Missa

March Madness.

I have been immersed in D&D and schoolwork lately. Lord Byron, Wordsworth, Keats, Coleridge, Blake, Shelley. Rogues, Assassins, Bards, Flaws, Feats, Skill Tricks.

How are you?

Week of Hell:

Monday: Class 9 AM-4 PM. Homework 4-9 PM. D&D 9-11 PM. Homework 11 PM to 2 AM.
Tuesday: Homework 9-10 AM. Meeting 10-11 AM. Homework 11 AM to 5 PM. Meeting 5-6 PM. Homework 6-11 PM.
Wednesday: Class 9 AM-4 PM. Homework 4-10 PM.
Thursday: Homework 9 AM-noon. Piano practice noon-2 PM. Piano lesson 2-2:30 PM. Housekeeping (paperwork, etc--btw I am for sure home for spring break) 2:30-4 PM. Homework 4-6 PM. Meeting 6-6:30 PM. Homework 6:30-10 PM. Meeting 10-11:30 PM. Homework 11:30-12:30 (yes, I'm still working) PM.

Tomorrow: Class 9 AM-3:30 PM.

Thank god the weekend is coming. I am about to die. No free time=stressed Missa.

Love,
EYS

P.S. Does anyone even check this anymore?

Weathering.

We got six inches of snow last night, and now it's raining.
It's a shame I have no Tuesday classes, or I'm almost positive they'd be canceled.

How is the snow by y'all?

Touching base.

Semester 2 goes as follows:

Archaeology, 9-10 AM MWF
Fencing, 10:10-11 AM MW
Creative Non-Fiction 11:20-12:20 MWF
Tennis 1-1:50 MW
British Writers II 2:15-3:15 MWF
Piano, 2-2:30 R

This week is a busy one. I am watching the A&E version of Pride & Prejudice for class--I got it for Christmas from Boy's mom, and I watched it on Christmas, and so now I am watching it again so I don't have to go to uncomfortable movie screenings in the library basement. It is a full five hours, so I am watching bits and pieces whenever I have a free moment--like now.

Classes are awesome. I like only having to take three academic classes. And I'm not falling behind despite it, since I came in with the equivalent of four classes.

I have a new phone now. It is cute of all kinds. One of those Mint Chocolate phones. It happened because my dad finally decided to swtich carriers to Verizon, which I am very happy with because it is Boy's phone company and it means I don't have to worry about running over on minutes when we're doing the long distance thing during the summer. But no worries--it's the same number, so you can still call me should you feel the urge.

I am supposed to be having tennis practice with my friend Brian right now, but it seems he's decided otherwise, and I am in a mood for food. And I have to practice more piano later today. Piano is awesome. I love it. I wish I were slightly more skilled at it, though. It would be nice to have natural talent.

I don't know if I will be home for spring break or not--it looks like probably so. The campus is open, so I would be just sitting around doing nothing, but I'm having trouble with scheduling--either I miss class, or I can't get a ride to the airport. So yes.

I love you all.

Che-ca-guo.

So I spent last weekend in Chicago.

Saturday.
0800 EST: The bus leaves campus.
1100 CST: The bus arrives in Chicago. We walk around Millenium Park for a while, and take a look at The Bean. The Bean is cool. We walk around for a while more, and stop by The Art Institute to see if they've got any special exhibits we should go see the next day. Then we go back to the bus, and a crazy knowledgeable guy gives us a bus tour of Chicago. We stop over at one of the sections of the city that juts out, so we can take a look at the skyline. The skyline is also cool. We finish our bus tour, and eat dinner in Chinatown. The food was awful.




Sunday.
Art Institute, all morning.
Shopping, all afternoon.
When I go to sleep, everything up to my knees aches, and I can't fall asleep for a good hour.


Monday.
Trip to the History Museum in the morning. We're late. The tour guide obviously thinks we're twelve. It is a waste of a morning.
In the afternoon, a man named Dominic Pacyga gives us a lecture on ethnic neighborhoods in Chicago. It is a very cool lecture.
Dinner at Greektown. The food is amazing. I want to go back.

Tuesday.
We go to a bookstore and hear some famous blues musicians play. It is amazing. AMAZING. Highlight of the trip.
Then we are late to the hotel to get on the bus, and our sweet old bus driver gets angry. We are, after all, a whole hour late.
We stop at a Mexican restaurant on the way back. The food sucks, but I live through it. We get back to campus late, and I prep a presentation to give on serial killers in Chicago for class on Wednesday.




Wednesday.
I don't get to give half my presentation because our teacher is terrible at time management. TERRIBLE. And incapable of cutting off other people who are incapable of time management as well. Yikes.

Now I have the rest of a project due Monday. Ew.

Sandy.

Play the falling sand game.

http://chir.ag/stuff/sand/

Brilliance.

So my Chicago class is turning out better than I expected. It was all sorts of reading at the beginning, and still is, but now we're getting into the novels and the short stories, which suit everyone much better than the historical text. Weird thing, though--some kid in the class e-mailed me (and everyone else in the class) with a URL to the cliff notes for The Jungle. I've had it happen in two other classes besides this one, where someone will e-mail cliff notes for something we're reading to everyone but the professor. I find it really irritating, since cliff notes are a personal affront to my existence. I swear to all that is any sort of holy or unholy, if I ever became a teacher I would go out of my way to make sure that there were no cliff notes for at least some of the books I taught. Fucking kids and their cheating.

As for the rest of life: Boy has come down with a nasty sickness of some kind, which has made his throat sore and his demeanor slumped. And I am almost certain to get it, which is all sorts of unfortunate, especially because sickness rarely hits him and I am sure to be much sicker when I get whatever he's got. And to make matters worse, I am not allowed to miss a single day of my Winter Term class, or I don't get credit for it. How lame is that? I am certain to have to go to class when I am sick.

My cell phone is sort of broken: the button on the side that I use for turning down the volume without it ringing is no longer working 100%. I would actually say more like 28%. It is lame. I don't believe there is a place around here to get my phone replaced, though, and the phones my dad buys are sure to be not as happy as the phone I have now. So I am not sure what to do.

Boy has a copy of The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess. It is fucking amazing. I would be playing it right now, except he is napping and that would wake him.


That's all for now. Peace and hugs.

New Post.

So I'm wondering if anyone even wants to use this thing any longer. I guess Mike is occasionally on here, and I check it all the time, but I don't think anyone else does.

Since I'm supposed to be using it to update about my life:
Things with Boy are good. I was in town for two weeks at Christmastime, but I am already back at school and into the swing of things with my Winter Term class, which is a two week class on the history of Chicago plus a three day trip to Chicago filled with lots of museums and food. I am pretty excited: I hope I make some friends and have a fun time on the trip. I don't know anyone in my class, and neither do I know anyone in the other class who is coming with us (the other class is a class on the history of Blues music; the trip was put together as a joint effort by both the professors, who work in the Spanish department here).



I was planning on exercising every day during winter term, but I managed to pick one of the only winter term classes with significant amounts of homework, so that resolution has so far gone unfulfilled. Dave got the new Zelda game for the Gamecube, but I haven't even touched it yet, and I really ought to because it's Friday and I don't have class tomorrow.

I rented and watched Snakes on a Plane yesterday--it was good times, which reminded me of good times with you guys. I also rented the two good Indiana Jones movies, one of which I watched today, the other of which will probably get watched tomorrow because later tonight I shall probably play D&D.

Oh yeah. I have to do campaign planning for D&D stuff, since I am running a campaign this Winter Term. That's about everything, I think. My floor is complicated--drugs, abuse, hatetred issues--so I don't spend much time there anymore and instead spend all my time with Boy. It is a good and restful life.

Peace,
EYS

*sigh*

It's cold out here, all by my lonesome.

Hey suckers.

What's up?

How are your novels?
How are your girlfriends?
How are your boyfriends?
How is employment?
Did you eat much food for Bird Day?
I hope you at least ate some bird.
I was not home. I visited Boy.
I shall be home on December 15th, but probably much too late to do anything that day.
Also, I shall be tired.
But generally, we should get together.
Hang out.
Chillax.
Whatever.

TRAVIS.

The greatest man to ever live.

I hope you have a good day. And maybe get totally and utterly trashed.




Whatever. You know.

Love,
EYS

I'm a nerd.

This is the 4th night this week I've spent doing D&D stuff.

Also, I miss you guys.

Guess what?

I'm an old lady.

Last hurrah.

I will fucking miss Home Base.

Tim: I find it somehow perfect that you would sleep through my last visit.
Amanda: Have the best time ever with Nicole, please.
Mike: You're awesome, and I will miss you crazymuch.
Travis: You're awesome, and and I'm pretty fucking excited to get to know you better next time I'm in town.
Eric: Do you even frequent HB anymore? Just out of curiosity. And if you do: Hi.

My AIM, for those of you who may not have it and wish to AIM me like a madman: ElissaYvonne
My school e-mail, if you get the urge to send, because I check it like I'm OCD: elissaschufman_2009@depauw.edu
And as always, I will post on HB.

Love,

EYS

Best game ever.

http://muppets.go.com/games/muppets-flyinggonzo.html

So.

First:
Haircut!

Also. When are all of you not busy? I leave the 18th for school, which is a rapidly approaching twelve days away. I have D&D every evening the 10th through the 14th, and a few other commitments here and there, but I would like to see all of you at least once more.



Heartingly,

EYS

Disgust (utter).

My seven year old sister asked me yesterday, "How many calories do you think there are in a bowl of ramen?"

Let me repeat.

SEVEN.

To the point.

This is how I feel about my life as of late. Floor-sprawling self-pity is the only kind that manages to look artistic (with a little help from GIMP). It's also time consuming, so I think I shall endeavour to avoid it from now on.

My planner is rapidly accumulating massive amounts of activities for the rest of my short summer. I leave for school on August 18th, if anyone cares. I'd like to see you guys before then. And Travis--fucking be home when I come over! Everyone says you're badass awesome, but you're never around so I know diddly about you from personal experience.

Also, I need more fucking time. Take it any way you like.

Peace out.