Thursday, May 22, 2008
Instead of organizing my dorm room this evening, I read back to an old blog post from mid-May 2005:
Having no stereo, I did discover that silence is a dangerous sound, for I am then left, alone, with my own thoughts. My thoughts tend to worry other people.I still have that bra, for whatever reason. I bought it when I was nineteen, accompanying my aunt, Laura, on an excursion to Marshalls. I followed behind her with my hands in my pockets and that bra on my head through half the department store before she turned around and claimed not to know me. In high school, I used to walk behind my dad at the grocery store balancing a jumbo box of tampons on my head.
Last night as I unpacked some clothes, I almost threw out an old, black bra, but not being one to waste things needlessly, I bethought, How may I transform this bra into something more useful? Then it dawned on me- a headband! It suits the purpose of holding my hair out of the scathing Lubbock wind exceptionally, without making my head too warm. The straps flap around behind my ears in a most charming manner. Tomorrow I will make an excuse to wear it out.
I am a genius.
One can only be young once, but one can always be immature.
Someone I work with now and who I had a German class with last semester saw me this afternoon and commented on how different I look without my crocheted hat. If I wear the bra on my head to training tomorrow, perhaps no one will recognize me. Then I can leave. I all but have to sit on my hands at these training sessions to keep from clawing into my face through to the back of my skull as I feel every wasted moment there, that I could be wasting somewhere else, gimp-legging away.
But the Residence Life staff do have generous, if misguided, natures, part of my reasoning for returning to the conference assistant position every summer. For instance, last night the student staff members were treated out to the buffet at Mr. Gatti's. After gorging ourselves on pizza and cheesesticks, we were encouraged to ride the bumper cars- a swell idea. I declined the invitation. When I make a public spectacle of myself, I do not want to smell like puke afterward.
Labels: bra, bumper cars, Conference Assistant, crocheted hat, headband, Housing and Residence Life, immaturity, Marshalls, Mr. Gatti's, pizza, puke, tampons, thinking, working, youth
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:29 PM]
Successfully Evasive of Cockroach Attack
Monday, May 12, 2008
Showering at the Rec Sunday morning, I spied a roach the size of my palm climbing along the wall... toward my towel. I pulled the towel back from the wall and observed Gregor creep around the wall and out of sight, presumably to return to his nest to tell all his friends he saw me naked. I made a mental note that Gregor should be destroyed if we would again encounter each other, but not in seriousness; a roach that size would easily hold me in a headlock. As I stepped out, I looked around to determine Gregor's whereabouts, to dissuade him of any notion he might have that, because I spared his life the first time we met, we were then friends, and he might, hiding in my backpack, accompany me back to the Lauree Lair.
Gregor had, in fact, crept underneath the overhang of the door opening out of the shower, presumably to leap onto my head as I exited. This I managed to avoid, as I saw him first. I dressed quickly, since I had forgotten to bring Rodrigo, my boxcutter.
I meant to begin this with my thoughts on Romans 7, but no one would find them worth reading.
Oooohhh... kitties!
Labels: backpack, boxcutter, cockroach, Gregor, kitties, Romans 7, showering, student recreation, The Lauree Lair, towel
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 2:39 PM]
Crazy French
Monday, May 05, 2008
The following are themes I am to be able to discuss for the final exam in Northern Myths and Legends am morgen:
Childhood oppression complexIch liebe Germanistik.
Neglect, abuse and abandonment
Sexual Jealousy
Oedipus and Electra complex
Family Romance fantasy
Work, Diligence and Obedience
Female Virtues – desirability
Male Virtues – luck and wealth
Stupidity and Laziness
(Step)mothers and Stepsisters
Children’s Literature
Walt Disney
Snow White, 1937.
Adaptations of Fairy Tales
Labels: abuse, Electra, fairy tales, final exams, Germanistik, literature, mythology, neglect, Oedipus, Snow White, stupidity, virtues, Walt Disney
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 6:19 PM]