July 2007

Certain spam mail I find endlessly entertaining

To reply, or not to reply, to reply or not to reply…I think I’ll probably reply and ask her if charity includes starting a rehabilitation center for gay bottoms involved in fisting accidents; or if that’s unacceptable, than starting a drug treatment program for multi-millionaires who carry their dogs in tiny dog-purses…maybe start a fashion victims recovery center…:

Subject: CHOSEN ONE
“Mrs. Qwin Rafer 
Dear Sir/Madam

My name is Mrs.Qwin Rafer, I am a dying woman who have decided to donate
what I have to you/ church. I am 59 years old and I was diagnosed for
cancer for about 2 years ago, immediately after the death of my husband,
who has left me everything he worked for.
I have been touched by God to donate from what I have inherited from my
late husband to you for the good work of God, rather than allow my
relatives to use my husband hard earned funds ungodly. Please pray that the
good Lord forgive me my sins. I have asked God to forgive me and I believe
he has because He is a merciful God. I will be going in for an operation in
less than one hour.
I decided to WILL/donate the sum of $2,500,000 (two million five hundred
thousand dollars) to you for the good work of the lord, and also to help
the motherless and less privilege and also for the assistance of the
widows.
At the moment I cannot take any telephone calls right now due to the fact
that my relatives are around me and my health status. I have adjusted my
WILL and my lawyer is aware I have changed my will you and he will arrange
the transfer of the funds from my account to you.
I wish you all the best and may the good Lord bless you abundantly, and
please use the funds well and always extend the good work to others.
Contact my lawyer (Barrister Parker Brown) with this specified email:
[email protected] and tell him that I have WILLED ($2,500,000.00) to
you and I have also notified him that I am WILLING that amount to you for a
specific and good work. I know I don?t know you but I have been directed to
do this. Thanks and God bless.
NB: I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality in this matter until the
task is accomplished as I don’t want anything that will jeopardize my last
wish. And Also I will be contacting with you by email as I don’t want my
relation or anybody to know because they are always around me.
Regards,
Mrs. Qwin Rafer

Happy moments,praise God.
Difficult moments,seek God.
Quiet moments,worship God.
Painful moments,trust God.
Every moment,thank God.”

Father Ted…

I’m watching father ted…I still have a ton of work that needs to get done, but that will happen after dinner, at which point my laptop and I will get cozy with each other somewhere near south campus.

…I’m on north campus currently…as soon as father ted’s over, I’m heading home (well, to Jacquelines house where I left my hot dogs, and then home) to cook dinner and eat…lots of eating, I’m really hungry…then more work, then I’ll take a break and get some laundry done…

a real update tonight, at some point.

Father Ted…

I’m watching father ted…I still have a ton of work that needs to get done, but that will happen after dinner, at which point my laptop and I will get cozy with each other somewhere near south campus.

…I’m on north campus currently…as soon as father ted’s over, I’m heading home (well, to Jacquelines house where I left my hot dogs, and then home) to cook dinner and eat…lots of eating, I’m really hungry…then more work, then I’ll take a break and get some laundry done…

a real update tonight, at some point.

Passing Out

I am beyond exhausted, with a huge work load that was pretty much just dumped on me…however, to handle this, I am sleeping incredibly late, so I can work incredibly late, sine everything is due at 5:30pm on Thurdsay

Thursday:
3 Labs, Examination

Friday:
Wolf’s Paper

Tuesday:
Paper on Anorexia in the Gay Community

Part of my stress though is from the fact that some people don’t realize flying to NYC every other day isn’t actually all it’s cracked up to be when you’re not flying down just to party; but rather to get work done, and meet with foreign representatives, so everyone wants a piece of your time (and you want to give it to them) but you can’t until the people who can actually demand that time (e.g. the reason you’re down there in the first place) are done with you.

So, sleep late, shower, eat, bandana hair since I’m grungy at the moment, hide in north campuses library until all work is complete, lather, rinse, repeat….the three labs should be the quickest, then studying for my exam, then wolfs paper which I’m probably going to do a re-write on…fortunately, I haven’t listened to eminem for a couple of months so I can deal with listening to him again for hours on end.

My bedroom also sort of looks like a whirlwind went through it, not that I own much in here anymore, mostly it’s just dirty laundry that needs to be washed at some point.

I also have to call my Rabbi, who hasn’t faxed the Aliyah organization yet and, at some point, I’m sneaking into NBN and redesigning their website so it makes sense, and is organized in the way that a normal human would think to find information.

…and I’m okay, I’m not actually AS stressed as I seem…I’ve just been going since 8am yesterday and it’s time to pass out…that is, right after a nightcap.

Passing Out

I am beyond exhausted, with a huge work load that was pretty much just dumped on me…however, to handle this, I am sleeping incredibly late, so I can work incredibly late, sine everything is due at 5:30pm on Thurdsay

Thursday:
3 Labs, Examination

Friday:
Wolf’s Paper

Tuesday:
Paper on Anorexia in the Gay Community

Part of my stress though is from the fact that some people don’t realize flying to NYC every other day isn’t actually all it’s cracked up to be when you’re not flying down just to party; but rather to get work done, and meet with foreign representatives, so everyone wants a piece of your time (and you want to give it to them) but you can’t until the people who can actually demand that time (e.g. the reason you’re down there in the first place) are done with you.

So, sleep late, shower, eat, bandana hair since I’m grungy at the moment, hide in north campuses library until all work is complete, lather, rinse, repeat….the three labs should be the quickest, then studying for my exam, then wolfs paper which I’m probably going to do a re-write on…fortunately, I haven’t listened to eminem for a couple of months so I can deal with listening to him again for hours on end.

My bedroom also sort of looks like a whirlwind went through it, not that I own much in here anymore, mostly it’s just dirty laundry that needs to be washed at some point.

I also have to call my Rabbi, who hasn’t faxed the Aliyah organization yet and, at some point, I’m sneaking into NBN and redesigning their website so it makes sense, and is organized in the way that a normal human would think to find information.

…and I’m okay, I’m not actually AS stressed as I seem…I’ve just been going since 8am yesterday and it’s time to pass out…that is, right after a nightcap.

Passing Out

I am beyond exhausted, with a huge work load that was pretty much just dumped on me…however, to handle this, I am sleeping incredibly late, so I can work incredibly late, sine everything is due at 5:30pm on Thurdsay

Thursday:
3 Labs, Examination

Friday:
Wolf’s Paper

Tuesday:
Paper on Anorexia in the Gay Community

Part of my stress though is from the fact that some people don’t realize flying to NYC every other day isn’t actually all it’s cracked up to be when you’re not flying down just to party; but rather to get work done, and meet with foreign representatives, so everyone wants a piece of your time (and you want to give it to them) but you can’t until the people who can actually demand that time (e.g. the reason you’re down there in the first place) are done with you.

So, sleep late, shower, eat, bandana hair since I’m grungy at the moment, hide in north campuses library until all work is complete, lather, rinse, repeat….the three labs should be the quickest, then studying for my exam, then wolfs paper which I’m probably going to do a re-write on…fortunately, I haven’t listened to eminem for a couple of months so I can deal with listening to him again for hours on end.

My bedroom also sort of looks like a whirlwind went through it, not that I own much in here anymore, mostly it’s just dirty laundry that needs to be washed at some point.

I also have to call my Rabbi, who hasn’t faxed the Aliyah organization yet and, at some point, I’m sneaking into NBN and redesigning their website so it makes sense, and is organized in the way that a normal human would think to find information.

…and I’m okay, I’m not actually AS stressed as I seem…I’ve just been going since 8am yesterday and it’s time to pass out…that is, right after a nightcap.

What an amazing day!

My meeting went amazing (I’m getting way more benefits than I thought), I have a huge blog entry to write; however, since I have a 200 page paper due on the 20th and we’re stuck on page 179, and I have three labs due on Thursday, and an exam on Thursday, that will have to wait…I leave for Buffalo at a disgusting hour in the morning (however, I can probably get Sushi at the airport…so it’s worth it), I land, have three hours to get to class, then I’m meeting with Lorenzo & Christie, then passing out. Wednesday morning I’m in the Library studying for my exam, doing the labs, and finishing my paper (stress…what stress?); Thursday morning I’m sleeping, Thursday night from 5:30PM-9:40PM I’m in Nutrition Lab turning in the labs and taking the exam. Friday I have my meeting in the Morning with Dr. Wölk, Friday Night/Saturday Morning at Midnight is Harry Potter Book Day; Sunday, Monday I will be dead to the world. I’ll be back on Long Island in two weeks.

What an amazing day!

My meeting went amazing (I’m getting way more benefits than I thought), I have a huge blog entry to write; however, since I have a 200 page paper due on the 20th and we’re stuck on page 179, and I have three labs due on Thursday, and an exam on Thursday, that will have to wait…I leave for Buffalo at a disgusting hour in the morning (however, I can probably get Sushi at the airport…so it’s worth it), I land, have three hours to get to class, then I’m meeting with Lorenzo & Christie, then passing out. Wednesday morning I’m in the Library studying for my exam, doing the labs, and finishing my paper (stress…what stress?); Thursday morning I’m sleeping, Thursday night from 5:30PM-9:40PM I’m in Nutrition Lab turning in the labs and taking the exam. Friday I have my meeting in the Morning with Dr. Wölk, Friday Night/Saturday Morning at Midnight is Harry Potter Book Day; Sunday, Monday I will be dead to the world. I’ll be back on Long Island in two weeks.

…to hold you over until tomorrow night tonight…Celebrating Tuesday: