October 13, 2003

• HAHAHAHAAAA the greatest thing just happened.  Okay, the story goes like this:  Our apartment complex has this problem where the people don’t dump their garbage down the chute b/c they’re just lazy and don’t want to touch the dirty chute, so oftentimes when you throw your trash away, you’ll find bags of other residents’ garbage sitting OUTSIDE of the chute stinking up the whole area.  So Tiff comes back after throwing away our garbage and tells me that she found 2 bags of garbage outside of the chute.  We both get really mad b/c we brave the germs and the stench by actually jamming our arm into the chute to shove our garbage down and these SOBs just make it worse for everyone except themselves!  So I ask her if she wants to leave a note and she agrees.  We both write notes on different colored post-it notes with different pens to simulate the effect of two different angered residents from TWO SEPARATE APARTMENTS who are just “voicing their opinions.”  Me being the mean old hag that I am, wrote this:

  
  

   

  
  

  Throw your f*cking trash in the goddamn chute!  Have some f*cking decency you mother f*ckers.

  
  

   

  
  

  Tiff went the sarcastic approach with this:  Good job not being a spoiled child, you b*tches.

  
  

   

  
  

  So just now I went to the chute to throw away some garbage and what do I find?The note that I wrote was on the ground and THE TRASH WAS THROWN AWAY!  YEAH!!!!  But the garbage with Tiff’s note on it is still in the chute, waiting to be thrown out.Mwa ha ha ha…we know who the official garbage-note writer is in this apartment!

  
  

   

  
  

  A passage from my econ book:  But it would be a mistake to believe you can turn a parrot into a macroeconomist by simply teaching it to say “C+I+G” or “Polly has a multiplier.”

  
  

   

  
  

  Honestly, if they just got rid of these bad Merle-esque jokes and went straight to the point, the text would probably be half as long and not a suicide-inducing death trap.

  
  

   

  
  

  On Thursday, Tiff, Daniel, Eddie, and I went to the Los Angeles County Museum of Arts (LACMA) b/c all three of them needed to sketch a certain statue for their art class. As usual, I have pictures(sorry the quality isn’t so great, but you aren’t allowed to take flash pictures around the art):

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  A close-up of The Hope of Athena that my three museum buddies had to sketch…

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

   

  
  

  Daniel and Eddie, doing some hand motions that are supposed to make it seem like they’re studying the measurements of the statue…it was all posed as I’m sure you all know…

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  POINTY FINGERS toward the Hope of Athena! 

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  Here’s an EXTREMELY POOR QUALITY picture of me and Daniel, I’m doing the pointy fingers and Daniel is ACTUALLY TOUCHING THE FREAKIN’ STATUE!  OMG!!!

  
  

   

  
  

  

  
  

   

  
  

  Daniel and me in front of the Bust of Athena by Kresilas (430-420 BC).  Yeah, I don’t know what Daniel is doing but his facial expression was the highlight of my day!

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