AngieIs
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Angie!!! You fuckin' rule, you rule, you rule. Living on campus allows you a wide variety of spontaneous freakdom doesn't it?
Living on campus does make it much easier to wander around doing weird shit to complete strangers.
I've got a Dare, if anybody wants it...
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I think everybody has an activity that they like to do, or something that they have done that everyone they know thinks they were nuts for doing. I want to know what yours was. Here's mine:
A few weeks ago a friend of mine was given the option of taking a 12 mile walk and writing a paper about how the walk pertained to a history class on the Medieval Church instead of doing the research paper normally required for the class.
Sara and I and our friend Matt have formed into one of those bizzarre little three-headed monsters that always seem to do everything together. We're also notorious for our long walks to strange places.
Sara decided it sounded like the lesser of evils and recruited myself and Matt for her little expedition from the near-by town of Troy back to Moscow. We all arranged to skip classes on Wednesday and pestered other friends until we found one who was willing to drive us to Troy.
Just our luck, we got our first snow on Tuesday and by Wednesday morning there wes three inches of fluffy whiteness. Our ride had decided to get his revenge by insisting that if we wanted to be driven to Troy we had to leave by 6:30 a.m.
At the ungodly hour of 6 a.m. Sara and Matt and I began feigning consciousness. We wandered back and forth and eventually ended up with a backpack filled with a loaf of banana bread, a thermos of hot chocolate, a thermos of tea, and a few bottles of water. We're all morally opposed to cell phones (for that matter we don't answer our room phones either) but we did remember to tell a few friends where we were going and how long we thought we'd be gone. We bundled up and headed off on our little mini-pilgrimage. The roads weren't plowed yet, so the normal 15 minute drive turned into 30. Our friend dropped us of at the Troy city limits, told us again that we were insane, and then turned around and drove back to his nice cozy dorm room.
We started our walk next to the road. We crept along the off-road side of guard rails and did our best not to fall into the creek or step in ditches. We had a little fun dodging the snow plows, and got strange looks from every driver that passed. A very nice (and unbelievably cute) sherriff's deputy stopped and asked where we were going, and if we were on foot by choice. He seemed a little confused when we said we were going to Moscow and we weren't broke-down somewhere, but he told us to be careful and drove on. He ended up passing us about 3 three times over the course of the morning, I'm still not sure if taht was his normal circuit or if he was checking up on us.
Around the 6th mile we were able to jump over to the old train tracks. Not having to dodge cars was definitely an improvement. About six hours after we'd started walking we staggered to the Moscow city limits. We immediately headed for the closest grocerie store where we purchased a very nice roasted chicken and devoured it (bare hands, no utensils, a very primitive scene, once again we got funny looks). We contemplated calling a friend and asking for a ride back to the dorms, but decided rides were for wusses and walked the last mile and a half.
Needless to say when we got home we collapsed in a pile of blankets and pillows in front of a movie and didn't move for about 5 hours. Oddly enough, we're already talking about where we're going to walk to next.
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haha hahah haha ha... I love living on a college campus :-) So I go to find myself some dinner, and wander across a guy at the campus phones (pay phones except they're free, you use a phone card to use them). Remembering my earlier dare I marched up and hit the reciever. I expected a little cursing, a dirty look, maybe a dazed look. I was prepared to yell, or argue, or if all else failed fall back on being small and female. What I got was "Thanks. You do realize that when I explain to my parents why I hung up on them you're going to turn into a 300 lb football player who wants to kick my ass for blowing the physics curve, right?" And then he walked away from the bank of phones. I stuttered something and went to find food.
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Trans-Siberian Orchestra - Christmas Eve and Other Stories
Merry Axemas
Under Byen - Beluister ( I admit it, I have no idea what they're saying. I still love the sound though.)
Rasputina - Cabin Fever
Oregon Ballet Theatre Orchestra - The Nutcracker
Velvet Goldmine Soundtrack
The Crow Original Score
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Jonny Lang (not really a specific album)
Christmas Blues and Shout
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The only person I get compared to is Daria, so unless we're going for an animated feature I think I'm screwed.
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Hmm, my truths are boring. Dare?
Dare: Walk up to someone on a pay phone and slap your fingers down on the hang-up button while they're still talking.
LOL, Deal!
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There's nothing like vague warnings to incite a panic :icon_cry:
Hope nothing truly bad happened.
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What I want for Christmas....
A month of recreational reading. Locked in my room with all of the Coca-Cola I need and the 8 foot high stack of books that I want to read... No phone, no family, no homework, no "usefull" tasks that have to be done.... Ooh, and my cat!
Barring that, an inaccessible mountain cabin for my friends and I where we can ALL catch up on our reading without stupid interruptions.
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Hmm, my truths are boring. Dare? (I should mention I don't have a digital camera)
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the crew was great (and utterly insane)
Can you elaborate? Did we like our rum, then? I think you'd have to be a little crazy to do this all the time, eh?
Rum, beer, everclear, fermented mare's milk... I think they would of consumed just about anything... You'd go down to the main hold for dinner to find Will (a Brit, don't remember where exactly he was from though) and Maggie the Engineer hanging from the overhead beams (no, I don't remember what they're called) and engaged in a leg wrestly match. Other times you'd wake up at 2 or 3 in the morning to find Will or Dillan hula dancing buck naked in the crew quarters.... They wereall just a fun, insane little group. One of the captains, well respected and completely competant, wasn't actually old enough to drink. As Captain, and therefore GOD, he would order subordinants to go buy him boos. Another captain insisted in wearing a sarai whenever we didn't have visitors on board... Think of the entire crew as sufferring from a still fun, mild case of cabin fever ALL the time.
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Wow, you actually learned how to do that? I've been reading these novels by Patrick O'Brien, the Aubry and Maturin series that the movie "Master and Commander" was based on? Working a ship sounds like an awful lot of complicated work to me! How'd you pick it up, was there a lot to learn? Did you sleep in a hammock? Did you work all the time, and was it also quite boring sometimes?
It's only complicated if you try to understand everything at once. You do the small jobs you're told to, and as you do more jobs you see how it all fits together. Mastering the commands (figurong out what they're yelling at you to do) was probably the hardest part, but during off hours when there weren't any visitors around they'd have things like pin-rail races to helpyou learn your way around. We didn't sleep in hammocks, since the lady washington doesn't carry really carry cargo there is room for a small crew compartment. Basically you get what ammounts to a bottom bunk, with a little light wired into the wall and a little room at the foot for all of your worldly possessions, and a curtain to divide you from the rest of the crew. It was unisex, and showers were rather sparse, so you got to know people a little better than you might like to. Noisy couples get a little irritating when you know you have to be awake at 6 a.m... Technically crew was supposed to get three days off every week and a half or so, but when you weren't working you had to be out of site (either in your bunk or not on the ship) so generally on your day off if you didn't have something you really wanted to do you'd still work, just maybe be a little more liesurly about it. It was never boring, the crew was great (and utterly insane) but on rainy days it was absolutely miserable. There would be nowhere you could go to get dry, you'd find yourself in raingear crouched under a tarp trying to splice lines or something as your hands slowly go numb... Still, it was one of the best things I ever did and one of these summers I'm going to go do it again.
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Spent a month sailing around the San Juan Islands in the Lady Washington (reproduction Tall Ship) as crew the summer I graduated high school.
More, please.
http://ladywashington.org/ She's beautiful, they used her in "Pirates of the Carribean".... Short version? My ex-boyfriend's mother LOVED sailing ships. SHe found out that the Lady Washington was offering week long family trips and decided that she NEEDED to go. She invited me as a graduation present, the idea being that I'd keep her son occupied so she wouldn't have to listen to him bitch. The basic layout of the trip was that they taught you how to crew on the Lady Washington, you did the sail work and the cooking and all of that. After a week Ian and I were fairly familiar with the basics, we hadn't pissed anybody off, and we'd made a few friends so we got invited to stay on as crew. Her crew is entirely volunteer, there are a few paying jobs but not many and they pay poorly. Normally they make you pay $250 to volunteer (the idea being that the money pays for your food and any inconvenience you cause the rest of the crew if you're a complete asshole) but they'd already decided they liked us so they waived the fee. We stuck around for a month or so, sailng mostly out of the Seattle area.
(I'd like to point out that crew member #219 is named John Constantine...)
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Old people have large gaps behind their false teeth in which to store food in.
LOL, that's gotta be it...
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Started out in Northern Idaho. Moved to Arizone for a couple of years and wandered all over Arizona, New Mexico, and northern Mexico. Also Southern California. Moved back to Idaho and one way or another covered pretty much all of Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Montana, with enough of Utah and Wyoming for any sane person. Skipped two months of school when I was about 10 to wander around the "South" with my Dad, between that trip and another managed to work our way back and forth across Florida, Georgia, Alabama, Louisiana, North Carolina, South Carolina, Virginia, Tennessee, Kentuky. Got shipped off when I was 13 to spend 3 weeks seeing England, Ireland, Scotland, and Wales. It'd be more appropriate to say that I was driven through each in turn.... Loved it, but like most school trips not really "experiencing" any of the places. Went and visited my aunt for a month in Michigan when I was 14, saw most of northern Michigan and made my fist visit to Canada (despite having lived less than 3 hours from the Canadian border most of my life). Got shipped off to spend a month in mainland Europe, a trip that made slightly more sense than the British Isles one. This time they skipped the billion castles or so and all of the stuff in between so we saw cities. Visited Berlin, Vienna, Prague, Budapest. Spent a month sailing around the San Juan Islands in the Lady Washington (reproduction Tall Ship) as crew the summer I graduated high school. Followed Dad to Washington D.C. one year when the army shipped him to an intelligence conference. Saw most of the city, plus the better part of Maryland, Pennsylvania (we decided, after much debate, that it didn't make sense to drive to New York when we had to be back in D.C. to catch our plane in two days). Drove from Washington to Louisianna without stopping (seriously, driving in shifts, pit stops only when the car was out of gas...) Decided on the way back that we needed to visit the J. M. Davis Arms and Historical Museum in Oklahoma. Decided then that we had to compare it's 20,000 guns to the Cody Museum's 6,000 guns in Colorado. By that time we'd established that none of us had ever seen Mount Rushmore so we wandered our way through Nebraska, South Dakota, and North Dakota. Went to ALaska with my aunt, wandered back and forth visiting miscelanious stuff within a three-hour drive of Anchorage.
And then there are always the places you've spent less than two days in... But those don't count.
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*sigh* When there's 4 inches of the most beatiful unmarred snow you've seen in 10 months outside and you don't get to play with it until after everybody else has tromped around and wrecked it 'cause you still have ten more pages to write :icon_cry:
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mmm, oyster stuffing... This year my grandmother made three large cassarole pans worth, and there still weren't leftovers for me to bring home :( There's only 7 of us.... I'm bitter. Despite the fact that we regularly cook an additional turkey the day after thanksgiving there never seems to be enough leftovers to go around.
Yikes! You guys are mighty eaters indeed!
I maintain that my Dad and my uncles have just figured out a way to smuggle home leftovers that I haven't figured out yet...There is no way in hell 3 old people, 3 grown men, and one little girl can make 40 lb of Turkey disappear in four days!
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22, with occasional leanings towards 6 and a half. My grandma says if I'm very good I'll get a new pair of footy pajamas for Christmas...
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mmm, oyster stuffing... This year my grandmother made three large cassarole pans worth, and there still weren't leftovers for me to bring home :( There's only 7 of us.... I'm bitter. Despite the fact that we regularly cook an additional turkey the day after thanksgiving there never seems to be enough leftovers to go around.
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You know your life is shit when i'ts 4 a.m., you've got 18-22 pages due in roughly 12 hours, and the No-Doze just makes you sleepier.
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and James - i DO worry about sounding like an american... must be all this Keanu-love i'm exposed to, makes me sound like a surfer-dude... ;)
One definite advantage to sounding like an american: you can ask absolutely idiotic questions and people just roll their eyes and mutter something along the lines of "that figures."
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Aw, but where would my life be without my 3a.m. drunks calling? I'd run out of stuff to write about for class, my grades would suffer as a consequence.... Besides, there are few things more entertaining than listening to a 3 a.m. drunk trying to explain the nature of the universe to you! (Except possibly a 3 a.m. drunk trying to explain the sensationof being drunk and stoned).
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I don't know enough about your subject matter to help with book titles, but would interlibrary loan work as a way of getting any book(s) you choose more cheaply than buying them?
And are there academic Russian history publications that have book reviews for the period and subjects you need?
If you don't have a Russian studies department at your university, perhaps another university has one, perhaps a famous one, and might have a bibliography on tap?
My apologies if I've thought of things that are impractical, that you've thought of long ago or are otherwise not useful.
This is actually a very good idea. Unfortunately it's one I thought of about two months ago... The problem is that the libraries that my school is linked to are universities on pretty much the same scale as us. In fact, we're larger than most of them... this means that there was very little to be had, and what there was somebody in Montana had reserved for a graduate project. He might be done with the books in time to be of use to me, I still have a month, but I kind of doubt it. Inter-library loan takes up to six weeks usually, and checkout periods are a month long...
What we DO have is a fairly extensive database of academic journals, and if all else fails I'll fall back on that, but I find that I hate writing papers from articles (no, I don't know why, I think it's mostly because they never seem to have enough background so I feel like I have to research the information in the articles before I feel comfortable writing about them. Stupid? Yeah, just a little...)
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ANd don't forget the American female audience's obsession with accents (yes, not all of the are British): Johnathan Rhys Meyers, Sean Connery, Mel Gibson, Russell Crowe, Jonny Lee Miller, Ewan McGregor, Ioan Gruffudd...
But of course that wouldn't appeal to their demographic at all :-)
Moronic young male action movie fans?
ANd 12-year-old girls in love with Shia.
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"she was a bit stunned by the question (i WAS pretty direct), so her reply was "i dunno". then she told me she'll tell me her answer later/eventually or whatever. (i was quite confused that i asked her out, so i wasnt going to press the issue any further)."
I don't generally give advise, I don't understand how any of this shit works well enough to think I have grounds to do so.
However, I will point out that if Rogan's girl really is the bookworm/introvert type her silence and indecisiveness may very well just of been shock. So far I've managed to essentially run screaming every time a guy's asked me out (well, every time I NOTICED a guy asked me out, but that's a whole 'nother story). The reason? Most of my friends are guys, I hang out with them all the time, I'm usually considered "one of them" in some weird way (seriously, most common excuse they give after bitching about girls around me is "you're not a girl, you're Angie." REALLY not a comliment...) so when I start hanging out with new guys I kinda expect it to be the same. Then some nice guy asks me out, it blindsides me, I feel cornered, I stutter something incomprehensible and walk quickly in the other direction. The point of this rambling? After a few days of striaghtening my brain out and actually THINKING about the prospect I usually agree, and have a great time.
The moral of this long disjointed story? Give it a few days before you call her a bitch. The Fuck You may of been somehow unrelated (you never know what's going on incidental to your own situation).
Not entirely sane entertainment?
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Hiking is actually fairly popular, which is good 'cause mountains and forests are about all that Idaho has to offer. A 6 or 7 mile hike is considered acceptable when you drive your ass to a national park or somewhere to hike and it's sometime from April-September :) As near as I can tell it's our freelancing that other people disagree with, and the fact that it's the end of November. The choice of scenery also factored into their decision that we were off our proverbial rockers, but we didn't really have a choice of scenery since the assigment was to walk from Moscow to Troy.
In general people don't walk much in my area. When it's a thrity minute drive to the nearest movie theater I guess you get out of the habit. You tend to get funny looks anytime you say you're walking more than 3 or 4 blocks.
As for how it pertains to the medieval church... The girl who had to write the paper was supposed to reflect on the hardships of the peole who walked to the holy land on pilgrimage, or on crusade. She was supposed to consider the dedication that involved, the trials, the hardship, ect. Mostly I figure the teacher didn't think anybody would actually do it.