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"Here are beauties which pierce like swords or burn like cold iron."
-- C. S. Lewis on The Lord of the Rings

"I've always wanted to live in a neighborhood with you."
-- Fred Rogers 'Won't You Be My Neighbor?'

"Now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies."
-- Voltaire on his deathbed, when asked by a priest to renounce Satan

"This is what civilization should look like."
-- Ralph Nader on Powell's Book Store

"That many people taking an interest is scary. The Internet is a scary thing. I'm a complete technophobe, which is why I don't have e-mail."
-- Orlando Bloom on his 'Net popularity

"Close only counts with horseshoes and hand granades."
-- Anonymous

:: Liminality ::
:: 09:31:01 PM ::
:: Thursday, May 8, 2003 ::

Some Numbers...

Finals Completed: 3
Finals Remaining: 1
Papers Completed: 1
Days Left Until Returning To Portland: 7

Some entertainment...

  Twas the night before finals,
  And all through the college,
  The students were praying
  For last minute knowledge.
  Most were quite sleepy,
  But none touched their beds,
  While visions of essays
  danced in their heads.
  Out in the taverns,
  A few were still drinking,
  And hoping that liquor
  would loosen up their thinking.
  In my own apartment,
  I had been pacing,
  And dreading exams
  I soon would be facing.
  My roommate was speechless,
  His nose in his books,
  And my comments to him
  Drew unfriendly looks.
  I drained all the coffee,
  And brewed a new pot,
  No longer caring
  That my nerves were shot.
  I stared at my notes,
  But my thoughts were muddy,
  My eyes went ablur,
  I just couldn't study.
  "Some pizza might help,"
  I said with a shiver,
  But each place I called
  Refused to deliver.
  I'd nearly concluded
  That life was too cruel,
  With futures depending
  On grades had in school.
  When all of a sudden,
  Our door opened wide,
  And Patron Saint Put It Off
  Ambled inside.
  Her spirit was careless,
  Her manner was mellow,
  She started to bellow:
  "What kind of student
  Would make such a fuss,
  To toss back at teachers
  What they tossed at us?"
  "On Cliff Notes!  On Crib Notes!
  On Last Year's Exams!
  On Wingit and Slingit,
  And Last Minute Crams!"
  Her message delivered,
  She vanished from sight,
  But we heard her laughing
  Outside in the night.
  "Your teachers have pegged you,
  So just do your best.
  Happy Finals to All,
  And to All, a good test."

:: X-ing ::
:: 12:42:41 PM ::
:: Sunday, May 4, 2003 ::

Yesssss. X2 is good! Not amazingohmygoshwonderful, but good. Go! See!

Nightcrawler: Wee!

Did piss me off a bit that we don't get any backstory on Lady DeathStrike, but she was never a favorite character of mine, so it wasn't too bad.

For the record: Cyclops still sucks. Cyclops and Jean still suck as a couple. Oh, yes.

:: Brown to Black ::
:: 06:50:38 PM ::
:: Saturday, May 3, 2003 ::

Had a fun time last night. Played "Taboo!" loudly at Skibo Coffeehouse. Stole things from the University Center late at night. Played "Girl Talk" (a bad truth-or-dare kind of game) with a group of mixed gender.

Brown Don't worry. The real world is not for everyone,
and since you can afford to avoid it, why don't
you? Smoke a little, draw a little, make a
little love, sing a little song... You'll join
a fine tradition of Brown graduates who end up
finding themselves... forever.

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:: Co-Hen ::
:: 03:50:58 PM ::
:: Friday, May 2, 2003 ::

And the children of Carnegie Mellon spake unto the Cohen:

'Cohen,' spake they, 'shall we not call an end to this daily toil? Can we yet be granted leave, respite from our troubles?'

And the Cohen did respond: 'Yea'

And the children of Carnegie Mellon did ask, 'so...that means nor more classes, right?'

To which sentiment, spake Cohen: 'Yea.'

And there was rejoicing throughout the fields of Pittsburgh...

Now I just have to live through finals... and my English paper... and packing... and getting home... and getting a job...

:: Beltane! ::
:: 04:52:10 PM ::
:: Thursday, May 1, 2003 ::


Join in the festival of Beltane and celebrate the Celtic springtime!


:: Hell-Oh, Operator... ::
:: 05:40:15 PM ::
:: Wednesday, April 30, 2003 ::

Saje is a very bad person.

the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)High
Level 2 (Lustful)Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)Moderate
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very High
Level 7 (Violent)Moderate
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Moderate

Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test

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