Thursday, November 13, 2003
Sad news. . . . the roomies' pots and pans have gone missing!!!! Alert the police!! Dial 911!!! How can life continue???

Here's the scoop:
They say that four of them are missing. I found one behind the drawer, so that leaves three that are MIA. The said that a larger frying pan is missing and large pans are missing too. I don't think all that can fit in the drawer. I said I didn't have them, but I doubt that they believe me. They also said that they still have the receipt, in case I didn't believe them about the missing pots. Why would I steal their cheap pots??? I'm not insane!!! These girls should lay off the liquor and think rationally. The drawer is too darn small to fit all that crap. They more than likely never put them in there. Also, why would they still have a receipt from the beginning of the year?? Something is seriously wrong with those girls.

Weird note, I have a link to a French blog, because I like French. I got an email today from the person who's blog it is. She fixed my story, which is cool, but I don't know if I should respond.

I heart Jon Stewart!

I have actually started to clean. It's quite amazing. I am downsizing. Stop by and take whatever you want.

Another sad note, I have a dumb field trip tomorrow. It's out at the airport in town, but I don't want to go. I think I'm going to hang with the unicyclers tomorrow afternoon. I need to call about that.

Anyways, cleaning is no fun.

Female Score: 538
Male Score: 460

| Maribeth| | 10:13 PM|

Wednesday, November 12, 2003
Here is my french story:

Elle a ete ma soeur. Elle est rentree a notre maison. Elle a assiste a la fete. Elle s'est soule. Elle ne s'est pas senti bien. Elle a parle font. Je ne me suis pas rendormi. Elle a approche mon lit et elle m'a couche. Je ne l'ai pas aime. Je l'ai pousse. Elle n'a pas bouge. Elle s'est evanouie. Elle a ronfle toute la nuit. Je n'ai pas dormi.

It's really just a paragraph, but it gets the point across. For some reason, I can't get the accents to show up, so unless you kind of know french, it won't really translate.

Don't know French?? Go here. Copy and paste my wonderful paragraph, and you will get the general idea of what I'm saying.

Female Score: 43
Male Score: 53


| Maribeth| | 2:05 PM|


I'm in the library. Oh what fun. I still have yet to choose a topic for my aerospace research project. I emailed the teacher and asked what's still available, but he hasn't emailed me back. They're making us have class on Friday. That's so not cool. We're going on a field trip, but I've got better things to do.

I got very little sleep last night. I was helping Michael with a paper. It had to be eight to ten pages. I was looking through books while he was looking through journals and web sites. I think I like using books for research than the internet. I'm not too bothered by the aerospace project. It's suppose to be five pages, but after helping Michael, five pages seems like nothing.

Bad Boys II is showing tonight in the Union Ballroom. Everyone who's anyone is going to be there. Hopefully I won't sleep through it.

I get to write another story in French. Yippee!!! This one is going to be about my loving, adorable, super cute sister. I might put it up here after I'm done writing it so you all can practice your French.

A guy from one of my classes this summer is sitting next to me. He plays the bagpipes. Sad, he just left. I guess I smell bad or something. Oh well. . . .

Female Score: 381
Male Score: 337


| Maribeth| | 12:44 PM|

Tuesday, November 11, 2003






I should really start to clean soon.

| Maribeth| | 10:57 AM|


Anyone need a midget? Excuse me, Anyone need a little person?

No score on gender.
tear....tear....

| Maribeth| | 10:35 AM|


I ran the note the roomie wrote me last month through the Gender Genie and they got no female points!!! I knew it! They are men. The Gender Genie proved my theory!!!

It's kind of sad. Two females wrote the note, but they didn't get a single female point. . . . .tear. . . . tear. . . . .

Female Score: 43
Male Score: 85

| Maribeth| | 10:21 AM|


I have just found a great new site. It will tell me if I'm a male or female. I'm glad that there are sites out there to help those who blog find their gender identity. From now on, I will find the gender of each of my postings. At some point, I will gather up my data and make a decision on what gender I am. Please support me in my quest for gender identity.

Female Score: 81
Male Score: 143

| Maribeth| | 9:56 AM|


So, after months of not doing anything, the apartment complex finally decides to rebuild the building that burnt down last May. That's fine with me, except they like to start work at seven in the morning. I come home around that time, and it's hard for me to get to sleep with construction going on outside my building.

The wonderful roomies have finally started locking the door at night. I guess something happened this weekend that made them realize how stupid it is to leave the door unlocked all the time. They used my cookie sheet for something. They also left it dirt and on the stove. Don't worry, the cookie sheet won't get lonely, there is still a dirty pot from last week on the stove too. Also, the girls still think that the dumpster is somewhere in the apartment, but they aren't sure where in the apartment it is. It's been the middle of the kitchen, near the front door, outside of the front door, and now the laundry room. I'm thinking about leaving a map out there so that they can find the proper place to put the garbage bags once they remove them from the trash can.

I have way too much time on my hands. I think I should take up kickball again. Woops, I tried. There's not a division in my area. . . . . .yet. Also, you have to be 21. Sadness. I guess I'll have to try again in a few years. Until then, I will try my best to learn the kickball song.

Here's something else that I've found to pass the time with:
Bible Verses

I must now go back to cleaning, since I was interrupted yesterday.

| Maribeth| | 9:28 AM|

Monday, November 10, 2003
Hours spent in various airports: 2318
Women met that I probably won't see again: 283
Hours spent lost in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area: 29
Aveage age of the people at the shower: 52
Gifts received by Netty: 42
Sonics: 37
Taco Buenos: 20
Gifts Netty got to open: 1
Number of dogs my sister was looking for: 1
Realizing that you're not the one marrying into that family: Priceless


| Maribeth| | 8:06 PM|



foil ball

history


foil ball was created many years ago in a middle room in a house in Nashville
two sisters were sitting in recliners, lesiurly tossing a ball made of foil to one another
little did they know that they were about to create the best game ever
they called the game "foil ball", and it was good

since then, foil ball has become the official game of Earth

kudos to these two sisters, the people of Earth thank you


equipment


-a ball made of foil
-two chairs at least four feet apart
-a desire to kick some foil butt
-foil lasso (optional)
-foil hat (optional)


rules


-the foil ball must be made of foil
-the foil may not come from a roll of foil
-the players may not move out of their chairs
-the foil lasso may only be used as a very last resort
-the foil hat is only for looks, because all good foil ballers know, you
must be stylin' and profilin' when playing foil ball



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