Oh look, it’s a bunch of stuff nobody cares about!
THREE THINGS! Because lists are my jam, yo.
Item 1: I watched this video on Holt’s The Planets a while ago but was reminded of it again the other day when my mom and I were talking about…one of the movements? I can’t remember. Something about The Planets. Anyway.
Also, I’m an idiot. I always wondered why the movements were in the order they were (Mars is first and Mercury is third), but it makes sense now after watching this: he did it based on the order of the zodiac signs and their ruling planets instead of the order from the sun (ignoring, of course, the signs ruled by the moon and the sun and bringing in the modern rulers of Aquarius and Pisces – Uranus and Neptune, respectively).
Item 2: It’s the Fourth of July today, so this video must be rewatched, as per tradition:
Praise Reekris.
Item 3: It’s the Fourth of July today, so Twitter is rife with related tweets, such as this one:
DONE!
The May List: 2025 Edition
I KEEP FORGETTING TO DO THESE
- I like to imagine all three of these trending Twitter topics are related.
- The population of Saskatchewan would be like twelve if they got Thanos snapped.
- I noticed the two different answering screens, but didn’t know why both existed. Cool!
- I had one of each. MA was the first; MS was the second. The second was better.
- I hate generative AI. I hate it I hate it I hate it. How quickly my opinion of you will worsen if I know you approve of – or worse, use – generative AI.
- Every single game. (Source)
- I want those purple AirPods Max headphones SO BAD, bro. I absolutely cannot justify the purchase, but nnnnngh. PURPLE and MUSIC.
- There’s a dog that chills out on a balcony that I pass by on my way to school. His name is Gucci and he always recognizes me, barks to get my attention, runs inside to get a toy, and then comes back out and shakes the hell out of it. This e-scooter code is the perfect spelling of the noise he makes when he shakes.
IT’S THE END OF THE BLOG AS WE KNOW IT
Hey look
Random crap.
> My CV is the third link displayed on Google when you search “Claudia M. Mahler.” Like anybody’s going to search that, but still…
> My iPod bit it, but I live less than 10 blocks from an actual Apple store, so I shall trek there to see what’s what in the world of pretty music machines.
> Carrots are the most fantastic thing ever.
> For whatever reason, revamping my “Top Favorites” song list makes me ridiculously happy.
> I finally got the courage to check my calculus grade, and I didn’t totally bomb it like I thought I had (seriously…it shouldn’t have been possible to get the grade I got when I had a full-blown panic attack during the final). It drags my “over all universities GPA” down to a 3.96 though, which blows heavy metal chunks, but what can you do? Apparently that’s still summa cum laude pretty much everywhere but the U of I (but I don’t go there anymore, so who cares). Also, it takes a special kind of idiot to do worse in calculus the second time they take it than the first. I seriously should be shot. But I guess I didn’t have the panic attack issue back then.
> I can’t buy any more books; my bookshelves look perfect the way they’re arranged now.
> My blood pressure is still consistently that of a dead person’s, despite my dumping several tablespoons of salt into the water I boil for my pasta. Aside from chugging shakers of salt like Red Bulls, I’m not sure what else I should do. I don’t eat a lot of things that lend themselves to “hey! Put salt on me!”
> I really want some Red Bull now.
> This list is somewhat positive, but now I’m getting really down for whatever reason, so I’ll stop.
Today’s song: Spaceship by Puddle of Mudd
Three Things
ONE!
I love this more than I probably should:
TWO!
Same with this. I need to do something with his data, but I don’t know what yet.
THREE!
Anything named Sexy Hotness is something we should all own.
Sorry, it’s been a slow day.
Today’s song: Melodic Wings by Sean Gordon
I am woman, HEAR ME BLOG
Two things:
- Best TED talk ever.
- Best Jesus impersonators ever.
Sorry for the short blog. Long day.
Today’s song: Kolnidur by Jonsi
A blog of several points
ONE
Zeno, bitches!
TWO
On the door of one of the area labs on the third floor of the psych building. Never saw it before because the door’s always been open and I’ve never paid attention.
THREE
Plastic bag fashion! Again, this is what results from studying stats all day. I just did the close-up of the top, ’cause the bottom kind of sucks and I got bored in the middle of it.
Today’s song: Ride On by Celtic Panpipes
Waiter! There’s Godot in my post-modern humorous play!
TWO POINTS!
One: It’s really hard to work on stats/research/other technical stuff when I have a very strong urge to do something creative. Another problem involves the fact that I don’t know whether to write, draw, make flash, take pictures, or do something involving nudity.
Two: This is an amazingly cool music video with an amazingly cool song to go with it. I can’t get either one out of my head, so here ya go:
You might as well expect a lot of music videos now that I must download a song a day.
Today’s song: White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes
Because it’s my blog and my post and I want to
25 Things that Make Me Obscenely Happy: A Subjective List in No Particular Order
- Statistics.
- Color.
- A song with a good beat.
- Puns.
- Leibniz.
- Graphs. Of pretty much anything.
- Philosophy and/or philosophical discussions.
- Band.
- Writing.
- Metalocalypse.
- Unexpected romantic moments (I know, I know, gag).
- Memories.
- Knowing that, whenever I want to, I can walk into a room of farts and not have any clue about the horrible stench.
- Rock Band. Especially when it’s taken way too seriously.
- Ostentatious clothing.
- M&Ms.
- The twisted fantasies playing out in my head.
- Putting googly eyes on inanimate objects, thus making them animate.
- Getting nude with friends.
- Finding patterns in things.
- Obsessing.
- Organizing stuff.
- Lists.
- Getting super hyper, starting about 5 Flash projects at once, and not finishing a damn one of them.
- Playing my clarinet.
Yay.
Sigma: Not Your Average Standard Deviate (OMG STATS JOKES MAKE ME LOOK SMART LOL)
Today I present you…
Things Claudia Adores: An Entirely Subjective List
- Success
- Color
- Voltaire
- Leibniz
- Wit
- Metaphysics
- Flash
- Unique socks
- 4.0s
- Really bad and obscure puns that only a small fraction of the population understands
- Geeky tattoos
- Good techno songs
- Good marches
- Blogging
- Existentialism
- Psychometrics
- Silly videos on YouTube
- Making silly videos and putting them on YouTube
- Getting a proof correct
- Good, long, funny MSN conversations
- Sigma
- Inside jokes (SPARTAAAAAAAAA!)
- Apple Jolly Ranchers
- Getting way too enthusiastic over the smallest things
- Polylinguists
- Facial piercings on guys
And a bunch of other stuff she forgot to put on this list ’cause it’s late and she has nothing else to blog about.
I tried flying by the seat of my pants, but I couldn’t get them certified by the FAA.
Three points of interest today.
1. I need a name for my animations/artwork. Like a business name.
I really need to get back into my artsy-fartsy mindset. I used to be really good at portraits. Plus, I want to start a webcomic, mainly because I’ve been reading PhDComics waaaaaaaaaay too much as of late. But most importantly, my Flash projects! They’re needing a name to go with their crappiness.
So here were my initial thoughts:
Interrobang Productions. If you don’t know what an interrobang is, I feel very, very sorry for you (after all, it’s only the best punctuation mark ever). Unfortunately, that’s already taken.
Mahler Media. It’s FREAKING TAKEN! Damn you, [insert first name here] Mahler in Germany who decided to start making Flash animations before me!
So here was one I just recently thought of:
Irony Mark Productions (or Irony Mark Media, whichever sounds the best). An irony mark is another rarely used punctuation mark; it’s basically a horizontally-flipped question mark. I think it would be a really good name for my crap. Plus, it’s not taken, according to Google. And, if you think it sounds cooler, I could use the alternate name for it and be Snark Productions. Makes me sound arrogant. I like it.
2. Did you ever have one of those “what the hell am I doing in college” moments? Yeah. That was essentially my whole day today. It’s like an out-of-body experience, isn’t it? I was sitting in the research lab plugging numbers for my stats homework and it hit me—what the hell am I doing here?! I can’t be in college! There’s no way I know what I’m doing enough to be given a degree at some point.
Man, I don’t know. I think these 25 credits are messing with my head.
3. I was going to do the Photobucket survey, but the freaking image tags aren’t working and there’s no way I’m uploading all those pictures onto Geocities and then pasting each one by hand into here. Sorry, guys. Maybe later.
Blog 633: Titles are for the WEAK!
Ah, what a good day it has been (okay, well most of it)! I shall display it for you in…*gasp!* list form!
Today in Human Sexuality…
We spoke of female anatomy and the fact that I’m the only (admitting) virgin in the class. And no, I was not ashamed to admit it.
Today in Statistical Analysis:
I felt extremely nauseous the entire time. I think it was because I might have drank expired milk last night (because of my olfactory deficiency, it’s been proven time and time again that I can’t tell when milk is expired by taste only…I have to have someone else taste it when it’s iffy). Last night, I did not have anyone else to test it, so I decided to risk it. Bad plan.
Today in Sample Survey Methods:
I got a 34/35 on my first homework. And considering that the mean score was in the mid-twenties, I’m pretty happy about that.
Today in Developmental Psychology:
I bored a nice young woman to death with my discussions of how the SAT only correlates .35 with college performance and my plans to change that fact.
Today in Psychology of Emotion:
Sean debated the similarity between the emotions schadenfreude and malice to no avail., and we were on the verge of a psychological breakthrough regarding emotions, but class ended, so we never got there.
Today In Between Psychology of Emotion and DS I/O Research:
OMG!
Today in DS I/O Research:
We get to mess with SPSS. I am excited. I love ANOVAs and t-tests.
Hooray!
Giraffe + Plum = Rotary Saw
Today was a rainbow of emotions. I shall now display snippets of each emotion using—gasp!—a rainbow!
Red = Excitement
Holy crap, I love Sousa. I’ve never played a Sousa march I didn’t like. And I’ve noticed that, after one day, it’s a lot easier to be obnoxious on a Sousa march on the clarinet than on an oboe. Sweet.
And now you all know my attitude towards cut time.
Orange = Intrigue
Tarsky’s World is sexy. This is the computer-simulated world for my symbolic logic class, and it is awesome. So far, all we’ve learned in FOL (first order logic) are things like translating English sentences into atomic sentences such as cube(a) and between(a,b,c) and a=d, but it’s still cool. It’s going to get a lot harder, though. I’m also intrigued about learning SAS and SPSS in greater detail.
Yellow = Determination
I do not have a brain wired for the ready uptake and understanding of statistics. But you know what? I’m going to force myself to have that mind. At the moment, my unpracticed mind is slow going in regards to stats (after all, the last class I had in it was a year ago, and that was just an intro), but I will prevail; I’m plodding ahead. I mean, come on, I got an A in (the utterly pointless and worthless) business calculus. I can pull off a few 400-level statistics classes. Bring it on.
Green = Contemplation
New goals: prove god, and disprove god. Not necessarily in that order. Use logic strategies learned in philosophy 202, if necessary.
Blue = Loneliness
I am so absolutely lonely right now. Need…companionship…want to…love…
Indigo = Frustration
I think we should institute policies on this campus in regards to walking that are analogous to laws pertaining to the road. Most importantly, if you act like a moron (e.g., if you walk on the wrong side of the sidewalk, stop in the middle of the sidewalk to talk on your freaking cell phone, walk like you’re drunk, feel the need to block the ENTIRE sidewalk by walking at 0.00000000001 miles per hour right in the middle of the sidewalk so that no one can pass you), you will be ticketed. Treat walking on the sidewalks as you would treat driving on the roads. In other words, STOP BEING SO STUPID WHEN YOU’RE WALKING!
Violet = Anger
My tolerance for the flaws of humanity is at an all-time low today. I don’t know why (okay, I do, but I don’t want to talk about it), so you’re all just going to have to deal with it. Sorry.
Lighter note: I’ve opened 27 new Microsoft Word documents today (the unsaved title of this is Document27). WTF?
Blog 610: Entering The New Year (note: this blog has nothing to do with entering the new year)
Onward!
ONE!
I’m getting one of these, because they intrigue me beyond all reason.
TWO!
I watched this show all the time when it was on the Discovery Health Channel, and now it’s gone. ‘Tis sad. It’s Chicago Hope, by the way.
THREE!
Maggie, your animation will arrive in due time. And by “due time,” I mean sometime within the next year. Keep in mind it took me four months for Matt’s. And that was during the summer, when I had nothing else to do. Don’t worry, though, you’ll get it.
FOUR!
I passed 10,000 blog views a matter of minutes ago!
END!
Things I’ve fallen in love with in 2007 and have remained in love with ever since
Now in chronological order from earliest to most recent!
Please note: it says “fallen in love with in 2007,” so things I was in love with before that don’t count in this list (socks, surveys, blogging, etc.).
~The List~
Millard Fillmore
This man makes my heart sing.
Making Really Crappy Flash Animations and Marketing Them as Awesome Pieces of Art
This has turned into quite a little obsession of mine. I hope you people appreciate my awesomeness in this realm. Especially those of you for whom I have made a Flash.
The Enlightenment
Ahhhh, learning! Ahhhhh, learning about learning! I think my 258 English class was the best class I’ve ever taken (apart from T & M, of course).
Voltaire
Oh my god. I love this man. As evident from my make-out session with my Voltaire pins on the bus back from Boise. If he were alive today, he would be MINE!
Philosophy in General
I don’t know why I never used to like it. Now it is my love.
Subjecting You All to Constant and Pointless Lists in My Blogs (such as this one)
I can’t seem to write much in my blogs nowadays that’s not in list form. Is this a symptom of something?
Making Fun of the Presidents
Chatroom, pinball, Millard Fillmore + Zach Taylor…what joy.
Making fun of Erik Erikson’s name
Poor Sean. Me every day in psych of personality: “Haha! ERIK ERIKSON! It’s funny because his last name is like his first name but with “son” on it! Haha!”
The Ag Sci Computer Lab and Spending Time with It
Note I said “with” and not “in.” Ag Sci computer lab is now comparable to a human in my eyes.
Planning my School Schedules 6 Months in Advance
I love obsessive planning and you should, too!
The Guggenheim Grotto
Philosophia is the best song ever. Period.
Analyzing My Dreams Freudian Style
Note to world: keep Freudian materials away from Claudia.
“Life and Death”
Ah, the 1988 PC game of awesomeness. I still haven’t figured out how to operate correctly.
Tests and Measurements
Need I say more?
My Philosophy Teacher
This man is such a stereotypical philosophy teacher—it’s awesome. Plus he’s so freaking enthusiastic that you have to smile. You rock, Joseph Cannon. You rock.
Metro Station
HOLY CRAP I love Metro Station! Check them out. Do it now!
Thank God I’m an Atheist!
SEVERAL ISSUES OF INTEREST TODAY!
1. I need a freaking tattoo
Decisions must be made! I spoke several times today about some hypothetical tattoo I shall be getting at some point in the future. Possible designs include:
-a bell curve (because that would freaking rock)
-the Declaration of Independence (on my back, how cool would that be?!)
-did we discuss a portrait of Freud or was I just thinking that to myself?
-tattoos of socks on my feet (like socks tattooed on. I think this was Beau’s idea. Was it Beau? I can’t remember)
-“Cogito Ergo Sum.” Or maybe I’ll get it in the original French, but then even fewer people would understand (except all of France, haha).
See, my problem is the fact that none of my passions are easily tattoo-able: Antarctica, psychometrics, philosophy, socks.
If any of you have ideas I would be more than happy to hear them. Seriously, the more outlandish, the better.
2. I have way too many lists in my blogs
I need some sort of help.
3. I’m having issues with my profile song. Again.
Why do I have issues with this?! It’s like one of the simplest things a person can do, put a song on their profile. And yet I have yet to find one that adequately and truly matches my personality. Sure, KC & the Sunshine Band’s “Shake Your Booty” is very applicable, but sometimes I don’t feel like shaking my booty (shocking, I know) and I want something quieter. “Philosophia” is always a good choice, but I’m still having issues with it.
Bah.
4. VOLTAIRE PINS!
Best eBay find ever. A lot of eight (yes, eight!) pins featuring Voltaire. I’m so freaking elated. Plus they were only four dollars.
Insert happy dance here.
Freaking rocks.
5. Something needs to be done about my blog titles
Enough said.
Parmenides, is it really necessary to philosophize sans pants?
Good lord, what a week it has been. And everything that has been going on has apparently come to a head in the most interesting Thursday I’ve had in quite some time. I shall now present you with a chronological list of crap that has happened today, because I think it’s rather entertaining. Be prepared for a long blog.
Item the First: Test? Anxiety!
Ah, I can certainly tell that my body has adjusted to the near adrenaline-free experience of summer. My two regular tests and one surprise test today got to my “adapted to a stress-free environment” system and I got very physically ill about an hour after classes were over. What joy.
And I have no idea how I did on any of them. Relief will not come until I know.
Item the Second: The Statistics Department: Putting the “Mental” Back in “Departmental Competency” (or, “Help! I’ve Stumbled into Brink Hall and I Can’t Get Out!”)
Please note: the title of this item is in no way meant to be insulting to the statistics department. Quite the opposite, actually, so let me tell you the story.
Today after class (or rather, after I got sick after class) I went up to Brink Hall where I was told the statistics department was. My mission was simple—to see if I could change Math 160 to a pass-fail grading system so that I wouldn’t have to stress so freaking much about it (lazy, you say? Shut up, I’ve got 22 credits!). After wandering around Brink for about fifteen minutes trying first to find the stairs to the fourth floor and second to find the main room of the stats department on the fourth floor, I stumbled finally across the main office. The very nice and accommodating lady there listened while I tried to explain my situation (to which no answer could be found anywhere on the U of I website): can you take a class that is required for a minor as a pass/fail?
Well, she didn’t know the answer, so she looked it up. She looked it up in about ten different places. She couldn’t find it anywhere. So she called some people on the phone who were head of the department and explained my question.
Apparently, this question had never been asked before, because no one knew what the hell the answer was. Pretty soon there were five people in the room trying to figure stuff out. Finally, after about 45 minutes, the combined efforts of half the stats department guys and the registrar’s office comes up with solution: it’s up to the stats department. So the minor advisor basically tells me (after I tell him my plans for grad school) that he’ll let me change it to a pass/fail, but it would look rather suspicious on my transcript.
So after all that and after about ten minutes of me sitting there pondering my options, I finally decided to take future benefits over present gratification and stick with a letter-graded Math 160. What freaking joy.
Yeah, there was really no point in me telling that story.
Item the Third: In Which Nick is a Dork
So after the stats department fun, I ran into Nick on the way back to the dorms. We were walking back down the path from the library and we turned around and noticed that the sun was hitting both the library’s clock and the Memorial Gym in a funky way. Nick says, “nice,” and I go, “yeah, pretty. Scenic.” Of course, I say the word “scenic” without placing enough emphasis on the first syllable so that it is indistinguishable with the phrase “see, Nick?” So Nick’s all, “um, yeah I see it. What am I, blind?” And I look at him for a second and bust out laughing. “No,” I say. “Scenic. Like ‘picturesque.” So he starts laughing and we’re standing there like idiots laughing in the middle of the pathway. It was funny. At least for us.
Item the Fourth: SHOPPING LOL!!!11
I’m finally going to The Beach dressed as a female. Hey, there’s a first time for everything! I went to the mall tonight and spent $80 on clothes. Most I’ve ever spent at once on clothes. Corset, choker, skirt, shoes, makeup. Be afraid…be very afraid.
Item the Fifth: Freaking MSN Conversations!
Oh my goodness, I’ve had some of the most interesting MSN conversations I’ve ever had tonight. I had about six going at once at one point at night (about 10 o’clock) and I swear, five out of the six had about three things in common:
1. masturbation
2. sex
3. fetishes/disturbing fetishes/pizza (sorry, Maggie, sorry)
Wow. Probably the most interesting one was the conversation with Sean, in which he psychoanalyzed my sex life and my, well, issues with…things. I’m soooo tempted to post it, but I know he’d hurt me, mainly because of the fetish part. We stayed up until 4 in the morning talking about this stuff. He’s a genius, that’s all I have to say. And Maggie and the pizza…holy crap. And note to self—don’t get Nick started on sex. Just don’t. Best MSN conversations ever.
Yeah. Rundown of my day. Hope you liked it.
Blog 493: in which an ordered list of three items is presented in a clear, concise form
Ha! Three things of interest today.
Number 1: Involving what was written on the chalkboard in the Ag Sci computer lab
Holy crap, who knew things about god scrawled on a chalkboard in the Ag Sci computer lab could make my day?
Let me explain. So I go to the Ag Sci computer lab today (let the madness begin again!) to finish my psychology paper. I get in there and see scrawled on the chalkboard this big long bible verse from the Book of John about how god is merciful and how everyone should trust and believe in him and such. But the best part was what someone wrote on top of it in big, bold letters: “GOD IS DEAD ~Nietzsche.”
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I mean really—it’s funny because, well, it’s funny, but it’s also bad because it shows a disrespecting of others’ viewpoints. Yeah, we all know religion has no place in schools, but who listens to that? Certainly not Republican Idahoans who major in agricultural science.
I’m making broad, sweeping generalizations now.
I really should stop that.
Number 2: Involving my philosophy teacher
I finally figured out who he looks like. He looks just like my friend Sean. Just like him. It’s really freaky weird. He’s Sean with short hair and a few inches taller. I’m frightened.
Number 3: Involving George W. Bush
Here’s a dilemma…(DO NOT read the end until you get there…it’s worth it, trust me)
With all your honor and dignity, what would you do? Please don’t answer without giving it serious thought. By giving an honest answer you will be able to test where you stand morally.
The test features an unlikely, completely fictional situation, where you will have to make a decision one way or the other. Please scroll down slowly and consider each line- this is important for the test to work accurately.
You’re in Florida… in Miami, to be exact. There is great chaos going on around you, caused by a hurricane and severe floods. There are huge masses of water all over you. You are a news photographer and you are in the middle of this great disaster. The situation is nearly hopeless. You’re trying to shoot very impressive photos. There are houses and people floating around you, disappearing into the water. Nature is showing all its destructive power.
Suddenly you see a man in the water, fighting for his life, trying not to be taken away by the masses of water and mud. You move closer. Somehow the man looks familiar.
Suddenly you know who it is — it’s George W. Bush!
At the same time you notice that the raging waters are about to take him away, forever. You have two options. You can save him or you can take the best photo of your life. So you can save the life of George W. Bush, or you can shoot a Pulitzer prize winning photo, a unique photo displaying the death of one of the world’s most powerful men.
And here’s the question (please give an honest answer):
Would you select color film, or rather go with the simplicity of classic black and white?
Hahahahahaha…love it!
Poplars hate me!
~I want a tattoo. The problem is, I don’t know what the heck to get.
~I made pasta tonight, but it had no taste.
~I went to the library for three hours tonight, but I came home realizing that I’d gotten absolutely nothing done.
~I used to have over 50 journals filled with stories I wrote in grade school.
~I read a lot.
~I cannot tell if I’m extremely happy or extremely sad right now.
~Am I boring?
This blog makes no sense and has no purpose.
Is this blog an analogy to something greater? Is all life a blog?
Now I know I am making no sense to anyone. I’ll go write something meaningful now.
Meaning-full.
(Seriously, this is just random crap. Fun will come tomorrow, promise)
Personal essay! Sleep! Frantic run to WalMart! All this and more inside!
Okay, I have several serious, important questions.
Question the First
Since when are people who wear size 4 pants seven feet tall?
I swear, I went to WalMart today because I needed a pair of black pants for work tomorrow (my sparkles wouldn’t suffice). I get in there and there are basically two choices of black pants: capris and more capris. So I wander around for about five minutes before finding a few pairs on a rack marked 50% off. And what sizes are there? There are fours and there are eighteens. Not optimistic about fitting into either (pants and I have long warred over my butt region), I bring them into the changing room.
To make a long story short, neither fit. Or I guess I should say, neither fit very well. The eighteens were way too big all around, and the fours fit except for the butt and except for the fact that they were about seven inches too long. What is up with that?! Now I have to hem them. Friggin’ tall people.
Question the Second
Why am I having so much trouble writing a personal essay?
I’m all about personal essay stuff. I can ramble on about myself for reams and reams. I just can’t write this one simple paper. It’s basically open-ended; we’re supposed to write 4-5 pages on a significant experience in our lives that changed the way we view life/love/friendship/nature.
I can’t write it, and I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because of the length. I have trouble writing short. Blah.
Question the Third (which is not a question but a statement but will still be called a question because if I break the format it’ll look dumb)
Sleeping schedule change! I’m going to be switching stuff up for the rest of the summer in terms of when I’ll be home/awake. Staying up later, waking up later. At least now I’ll be up for Chicago Hope. Holy crap, I love that show.
If a tree doesn’t fall in the forest and no one is around, does the universe suddenly implode?
Point 1: At some point I reached over 4,000 blog views. I was obviously unaware of this; I’m now up to 4,335.
Point 2: Does anyone else find this phrase freaking hilarious? I found it when I was doing research on a paper for my English class. I swear that this is how it’s written on the page:
“The digression…is an art form, a slice from the mind…showing its depth and range.”
I’d bet money they put those ellipses in there because he digressed in the middle of his sentence about digressing. That freaking made my day. Holy crap.
Point 3: God…boredom. These little “[insert name here] is” or “[insert name here] loves” are all over. So I compiled a list of them all and looked up my name for all of them. What fun!
Claudia is investigating where the phosphorus comes from (because she already discovered the mysteries of the mysterious lurking magnesium)
Claudia likes that someone sells cups to Julia (Julia’s phobia of cups has gone on for six too many years!)
Claudia dislikes the “desert” look (I’m more of a “tropical rainforest” type)
Claudia always went the extra mile on our behalf (damn straight.)
Claudia never fails to make me laugh or cry (haha, that’s usually how it is with me)
Claudia is looking for more individuals with disabilities to participate (hopefully not to create an advantage for herself)
Claudia wants to become Pamela Anderson (oh dear god no!)
Claudia needs it bad (haha, I’m dirty. )
Claudia desires experience above all else (more knowledge than experience, but hey…knowledge comes from experience, right?)
Claudia lacks the cortical (oh noes!)
Claudia eats her Cheerios with a fork (the madness continues)
Claudia hates Shirley Temple (she stole my childhood! All I could do was watch her movies! She taunted me with tap dancing!)
Claudia means Claudia (surprise, surprise!)
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