It's Oktoberfest weekend and I have a tummy-ache and a temperature of 99 degrees.

September 17, 1999

I'm back.  Actually, I've been back for almost 2 weeks, but now I'm actually hooked up to Resnet.  I'm gonna write more later when I'm procrastinating or something.

March 11, 1999

Tomorrow after my EC II midterm I get to leave for spring break. Yay! Other than that, my life has been fairly boring recently. I've been accused of spending too much time reading, which I'm not sure whether or not is true. The very tippy tip of my right index finger has been randomly hurting all day and is particularly noticeable while typing. My friend Ian and I have kinda sorta maybe started some sort of almost band (I guess kinda running along the same lines as Super Electric Rock and Seventh Floor, except that we've actually played together a couple times and at least to some extent we both know how to play our instruments), called (as of now, this could change because we never really officially decided together, I just sort of made up my own mind) Johnny Tweezer And The Dancing Eyebrows, webpage to follow in the near future. He's in Hawaii right now though, getting all tan and stuff, cause his spring break is a week earlier than mine. But he's not in Hawaii doing the crazy MTVesque sex, bikinis and jell-o shots spring break thing, cause he's with his parents (unless he ran away from them and let out his wild side, in which case he'll probably never return and so much for Johnny Tweezer). My finger still hurts.

February 6, 1999

Yesterday I found out that I didn't get a radio show, ate a blueberry bagel for the first time ever, had annoying problems with my computer, and had an unpleasant misunderstanding with a friend. Today I smell like apples. Someone on my floor is listening to Dave Matthews right now, that makes me unhappy. I have no nextdoor neighbors as of a week ago. A few days ago I introduced my floormates Spee and Helen to the cute yet disturbing music of the Lollywinks.

December 21, 1998

Tomorrow morning at 9:00AM I have my final final of the semester, which I sincerely hope I am ready for because my brain is fried and if I attempted to do any more studying tonight I'd probably end up eating my shoes or something, and then I get to go home for a month. Yay! It is amazing how much updating I've done to my webpage during finals week, and I've noticed that I'm not the only one. I can only wonder how I would have procrastinated had I gone to college during the age of typewriters.

December 14, 1998

It is almost time for finals. I don't like finals. They are not fun. It's also Chanukkah right now and it is the first time that I haven't been at home for Chanukkah (last year I was already done by the time the holiday rolleg around). There's something very depressing about having finals week and Chanukkah at the same time. My parents sent me a package with a present for each of the eight nights and a tape of my mom singing the prayers and all three verses of "Rock of Ages." I think that was really nice of them, and the tape made me laugh. I drew a picture of a menorah and I'm drawing on a new candle each night. It's hanging on my door. Oh, they sent me really yummy donuts too. Tomorrow I am going to write a paper and study. Big fun.

Noember 15, 1998

Okay, so I'm not real good about updating this. I'm sorry. Learn to live with it. I doubt anyone bothers to read this anymore anyway, so I'm probably doing this all for nothing. Anyway, what's been going on in my life...hmmm...well, the other day I got mistaken for a baby sasquatch, that was pretty cool. Also, according to my floormate Carlo, I am da bombdigi, and that's pretty cool too. There might be other interesting stuff that's happened since September, but I can't really remember any of it, so you'll just have to make it up for yourself.

September 28, 1998

Again, it's been a while since I've updated this. Sorry. I had a great summer at camp. I loved the kids, I made friends with people from all over the world, I had a kickass part in the August Montage, and I randomly shouted the names of various animals. I also had some problems with a certain person who threw away a lot of shoes, but I won't go into that.

Now I'm back at school, I live in a big piece of pink bubblegum, I have waaaaay too much homework (which I probably should be doing right now), I have a radio show called "Aardvark!", and I need to pee so I'm gonna end this here.

June 19, 1998

I've been really bad about updating this. You may send me hatemail if you wish. Today I'm leaving to go work as a counselor at Camp Thoreau-In-Vermont once again. Almost 2 weeks ago I got back from my trip to Greece and Turkey with Mr. Matthew Steve Tomich, a lovely traveling companion (even if he did have a hankering to be by himself once in a while). I taught myself how to kinda sorta make rugs after watching it be done in Turkey (where Mr. Matt bought a beautiful rug), my intention being to use it as an activity at camp. The problem is, the example I have made is less than stunning and might not attract cynical campers. I guess we'll find out. So anyway, I'm a-leavin' so I won't really have e-mail for the summer. On the off chance that I get to sneak over to the Dartmouth computer center on a day off, you're best bet if you want to reach me is to write me at this address, if you are so inclined. If you're desperate to reach me e-mail my dad and he'll pass on the message to me. Have a peachy keen summer and remember to wear lots of sunblock and bug repellent.

April 17, 1998

I haven't updated this in a while, I know, I'm sorry. Recently my life has been the superfun, wild and crazy life of a student who spends all of her time either in the library doing research or sitting at her computer doing research or writing papers. Exciting, isn't it? Today I got my room for next year. I'm going to be living on the fifth floor of Moore Hall, which is this big, ugly, pink dorm that's about 2 miles or so away from campus but not really in town. It's a non-smoking floor though, and I have a single and I already know at least one person on my floor. Oh, and my room's right accross from the bathroom. Oh, also, since I last wrote anything here, Ann moved out of my room and now I have a big momma room all to myself.

January 19, 1998

I'm back! I had a really great long break and now I'm back.

December 12, 1997

AOL finally got around to deleting my old homepage. I thought it might be there forever, but it's gone. So just so you know, I rock.

I finished my classes of the semester. Now I just have to take three exams and I'm outta here for a montharoo!

Same day as below

Now it's back up.

December 7, 1997

Ergh! First my counter jumped to over two million mysteriously, now it's jumped back down to zero.

November 20, 1997

I want my pizza!

November 17, 1997

I think there's something wrong with my counter, it says that 21272 people have looked at mypage, and that would mean that about 2100 people looked at the page since Friday, doesn't seem terribly likely, does it?

On Saturday The Scaries, Sorry About Dresden, and The Big Rock came up and played at Sarah Lawence College and I went down to see them. I spent Saturday afternoon wandering around the Village with them and sheepishly admitting that I don't know my way around the city I lived in for 18 years.

November 10, 1997

Right now I am showing Tim how to make a webpage.

November 6, 1997

I think I'm going to play at Caffe Lena's open mic tonight, so if you're around and you're free, come see me, okay?

November 2, 1997

Yo yo yo! (Sorry, I had to do that) Starting a week from Friday I will have a radio show on WSPN 91.1 Saratoga Springs from 3 AM to 6 AM every other week, that's Friday morning, not Friday night, so you probably won't be awake, but if you are, listen to me! I'll be playing lots of silly music that I like and talking a lot and doing everything I can to try to make those three hours as interesting as possible.

November 1, 1997

(Actually, it's about yesterday) I got lost in a pulsating crowd to the music of Milli Vanilli and danced with a flaming building. Ahh...college.

October 31, 1997

I just made myself look very silly on college radio.

October 29, 1997

Guess what? I'm gonna be on the radio on Halloween talking about my Leonard Nimoy stuff (those of you who have ventured down into the depths of my homepage know what I'm talking about). So anyway, if you're around the Saratoga Springs area on Friday morning between like 11:10 and 12:00, you can hear me being odd on WSPN 91.1 FM. It won't be like the last time I was on the radio when I was playing my songs and stuff. I actually have a feeling that this time it'll just be really strange.

October 28, 1997

It's a little early in the day for me to be writing this but it's my page, so ha! I say! I just rpinted up extensive notes to give out to my LS discussion group, and I betcha I did more than I was supposed to do and everyone is gonna be pissed at me. There are a couple people in that group who for some reason have decided that I'm a perfect little concieted kiss-up, which I can't understand at all. Whatever, they couldn't be more wrong, I'm just an ex-Hunter student and I don't know how to function in a healthy educational situation. It's so interesting how music can enhance your mood depending what your mood is. Right now I'm listening to A Hundred Thousand Fireflys by The Magnetic Fields and it's making me feel good, last night I listened to the same song and it made me cry. I'm all gross and dirty because I didn't get to take a shower this morning because someone was in there when I got up and I wanted to eat breakfast cause I'm silly that way. I may yet write more today.

October 27, 1997

I have spent the day studying, sleeping and worrying. I've spent more time studying today for this one midterm I have coming up than I've spent studying for years, which does not say very good things about my study habits because I'm not sure that I really studied all that much (don't worry mom). See the thing is, and this is a good thing, all the time that I've spent studying today has been me going through readings again and going, "oh wow, I remember this!" As for the worrying, I'm not even going to get into it here. Right now I'm listening to Chisel and thinking about what an amazing band they were and how sad it is that they broke up. I think the CD just ended. It's amazing how many memories I have associated with that band. I just realized tonight that they were the first indie band I ever saw. I had been thinking that it was Velocity Girl, but it wasn't, Chisel opened that show. It's funny how now I like Chisel so much better than Velocity Girl, but than night I enjoyed Velocity Girl more. Fuzzy just sucked. I don't think I would have liked them no matter what. My friend Mike's comment about them was "they need some bras," but I think as a band they needed more than support for their bosoms. I guess it just wasn't my kind of music. I guess this isn't really news, is it, but it's new to the page. It's so sad, my counter is up to 16 now I think, and I think that 16 of those are me (that's 16 since yesterday, it's pathetic how much I look at my own page). Anyway, if anyone is reading this, you rock.

October 26, 1997

I just got back to school from a whirlwind weekend back home in NYC. I went back to go to the bat-mitzvah of a family friend who was also one of my campers a couple summers ago. The bat-mizvah was really quite nice, and I had a lovely time. The odd thing about it was being there as an adult rather than one of the thirteen-year-old kids (or as I have called them since I was twelve, the mice). I sat at a table with my parents and talked to the other people at my table (also parents) about college. The major event of the weekend was my bus ride from Saratoga Springs to NYC. The bus got in two hours late because there was a problem with the brakes and we had to switch busses and then we got stuck in traffic. My parents were insane with worry. My mother thought my taxi-driver had kidnapped me. She even called my roommate to find out if I had left.