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Name: Rachael
Birthday: 8/22/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: reading and writing about what I just read
Expertise: staring at pages of words, yet being so distracted by coffee grinders and blenders that I cannot focus enough to read
Occupation: Student
Industry: Education/Research
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Member Since:
9/3/2004
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| So, I just joined the Cal Poly improv comedy team, Smile and Nod. The new picture is our poster with which we contaminated every blank surface of the Cal Poly campus like elves in the night on Sunday. You guys won't get the parody, but there are these other posters on campus for CP Salsa dancing club that are very sexy and provocative and have stirred up quite a commotion, so we, like the parasites that we are, decided to leach our way into the memories of students and faculty everywhere with our advertising. They are the exact same format as the others and everything.
If you can't tell, I'm pretty excited about this. It's been a blast so far. I've been learning all the games and learning "funny" (we use it as a noun, here at Smile and Nod). My first show is October 29 (the halloween show!) I don't know what I'm going to be, though, so feel free to comment with suggestions.
I'm following in Joe's footsteps. Alliance Redwoods '04, holler!
And, for the record, that's Farley in the picture.
Check out our website: www.smileandnod.org | | |
| I never feel inspired when the page is all white.
Here is a profound passage that I read:
"The province of faith begins where probabilities cease and sight and sense fail."- Mueller
I usually stay in the safe zones in which my senses can get me around
safely. I also usually depend on probabilities to get me through
hard situations...only taking chances that are sure to come through in
the end (not "chances" at all in reality). So that is where the
province of faith begins? Man, I am just at the beginning.
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| yee.
I'm moving on Thursday to my new apartment. It's gonna be off the
hook. As I'm packing, though, I realize that I have spent all of
my money on clothes and books. I have a pretty ridiculous amout
of each of them. Matt just left for Denmark yesterday.
He'll be there until May. It's pretty crazy. I am looking
forward to growing a lot on my own...that's what I'm supposed to say,
right? Yeah. And I am really excited about growing on a
deeper level...like, an email level...uhh...
This sucks.
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| Summer? Again? You have got to be kidding me. Wait a
second, where did June go? Oh, and July? You mean it's
half-way over? Ahhhhh!
Anyway, if anyone actually still reads this...you've probably all given up on me.
I'm reading _The Four Loves_ by C.S. Lewis (FYI- I have recently
learned that when one needs to underline a work, such as the book that
I just referred to, but does not have the option of underlining, one
must put a single underscore directly before and directly after the
title. Just a tid bit of formatting rules for you. Moving
on.) It's pretty good, the book that is. Slow at first, but
come on, I'm sure it's going to be sheer genius when he gets to the
point.
I'm in San Luis Obispo. Matt's in Hawaii. My family is in Sacramento. God is everywhere.
Peace.
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| It's been so long. I would say I've missed you, but I would be
referring to my computer, and, frankly, I haven't been missing this old
girl...we've been through a lot of papers this quarter together.
Poly is rocking my brain. It's nice, though. I am learning
a lot. I'm learning a lot about myself, too. Like how much
I like to read Virginia Woolf and Michelle Cliff.
There's a lot that I don't know. I still think that I know
everything. Life here is so easy. So convenient. So
fun. So inspirational. So exciting. Yeah, it is, and
that was a good reminder for me to be thankful for everything that I
have here. All I do is read, write, make sandwiches, drink
coffee, laugh with my boyfriend, and talk to God. Okay, so
there's probably more than that, but that's basically it on any given
day.
What else is there to say. (Purposefully omitting the question
mark, since I'm not really talking to anyone in particular). I
have really learned a lot about the human condition as an English
major. That's all that literature is, a record of poeple from
different cultures and ages. We really haven't changed that
much. Not much a-tall . A-tall. I've been reading a
Caribbean lit book in which the characters speak in Jamaican accents
and say such words as: "bwai" for 'boy' and "de" for 'the'. I
have to read it out loud to understand it sometimes. That makes
for a fun study session sitting alone in Starbucks reading aloud in a
Jamaican accent. Radical.
I should go and finish that reading. I'll let you know how it
ends. It might be sad. Brace yourselves. Actually,
don't brace yourselves; I probably won't put up the entry for
another 4 months.
over and out
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