Hey Everyone! So my hall director tells us we need to sharpen our saws. We have saws? i don't know about you, but i'm pretty sure that i don't....but just sit tight, and we'll figure this out together!
When i first arrived back at WSU this fall, people were speaking of "sharpening their saws." I was like, what the heck? Am i going to get killed this year by my co-workers? Are they going to saw me in half while i sleep? Do i need to always carry a set of spoons too, so we can start a hick band? I was quite confused. So i decided to look up this concept on the internet. Here's what i found:
- Pride Saw Supply --> Sharpen prices..."Mention you 'saw' us on the internet and get 10% off your next blade."
- Log Home links --> Chainsaw tips...??
- Wellgrounded --> How to maintain your chainsaw
I have to admit, after reading these, i feared for my life. I was definatly going to be cut into pieces while i was asleep. Better call the funeral home right now to reserve a closed casket for the fact that i'll be IN PIECES!!!
So while our training continued earlier this fall, i was scared. None of the other RA's seemed to afraid, or maybe they were just prepared. Or maybe they had chainsaws too!! So one day, we had a talk...about...dun dun DUN! "Sharpening our Saws." Now, i was scared, but came back seemingly relaxed, and well adjusted. This concept isn't really about saws at all. Its about time matinenance and relaxation. Silly me...just took the lexical meaning of the phrase.
So what's with the saw?? Well, this weekend i'm going home, and i must say that i'm going to sharpen my saw like mad! i need time to just chill with the fam and sit with my cats and be at peace. Even if it is just a weekend...i'm looking forward to it so much!! Plus, i'll be near the world's largest M again. I was having withdrawl. Yes, i said the world's largest M...as in the LETTER "M" -- don't dis it until you see it!
So i just wanted to warn my family that i'm not going to cut them up this weekend, but rather relax and live the good life when i'm home. As for the rest of you...maybe you should think about sharpening your proverbial saw!
<>< Brini
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Yo G-ma, i can knit too!
Hey! So i just learned how to knit. Simple knitting of course, so no afgan orders yet, thanks! But i'm learning from my very skilled teacher Bjorn. He's quite the knitter! It was fun to learn...but here's some advice...don't get a teacher that laughs at you because there's a hole in your "masterpiece." But its cool, so if you need a scarf...ask me in like 10 years...then maybe i'd be able to hook you up...but just bracelets for now!
Oh, also, everyone be safe this weekend...its homecoming here, and i imagine its going to be the same at others' schools shortly...just be careful...i worry, and i care about you all!
<>< Brini
Oh, also, everyone be safe this weekend...its homecoming here, and i imagine its going to be the same at others' schools shortly...just be careful...i worry, and i care about you all!
<>< Brini
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Ah...life in the bluffs...where you can't see anything
Hey Everyone...just reminding you that this weekend is Homecoming (at least at the amazing WSU campus!). We all go out to watch a parade that lasts half an hour. This by the way is the highlight of the weekend! Then after this we all tend to tailgate at local fenders as if they were a feat so huge that no one could find it anywhere else besides in a football stadium parking lot. Then we all head over to the football game. We watch our beloved WSU football studs whomp the living crap out of each other. Which by the way would explain the sort of academic state these kids are in...6 foot 5 and 280 lbs...and nothing but empty muscle...kind of like walking steaks...Then a large majority go out to party hardy while i'm on house arrest in my beloved dormatory. I like to think of it as a non-paid babysitting job where the kids never go to sleep and throw up all over the place. Only, this "house" is haunted! So as you can see, i have quite the weekend planned...yeah, you better believe it.
On another "lighter" note...sometimes i just don't feel cool. I don't know if i ever really am considered cool, but sometimes i even just look at myself and think, man, what a dork. But then i realize that i really like dorks, therefore i'm okay with it. But i'm reminded of the movie school of rock...the tall and remarkably talented asian kid says, "i'm not coo(l) enough." That is me...a big ole kid who can't talk and calls herself "not coo(l)."
Have a good rest of the week...i know i w....(i'll let you guess what i'll say there!)
<>< Brini
On another "lighter" note...sometimes i just don't feel cool. I don't know if i ever really am considered cool, but sometimes i even just look at myself and think, man, what a dork. But then i realize that i really like dorks, therefore i'm okay with it. But i'm reminded of the movie school of rock...the tall and remarkably talented asian kid says, "i'm not coo(l) enough." That is me...a big ole kid who can't talk and calls herself "not coo(l)."
Have a good rest of the week...i know i w....(i'll let you guess what i'll say there!)
<>< Brini
Saturday, September 18, 2004
Mac and Cheese
Hey Everyone...this one's a little deep now...so watch out and get your waders on! So i have another stupid analogy. I feel i can relate my life to things like finding nemo, kayaking and now mac and cheese better than any other sort of communication...
So you know when you make mac and cheese, you can't wait until you get to eat it? Because mac and cheese is supposed to be the greatest meal ever (and don't get me wrong...i'm a big fan...just go with me here). Well, imagine if when you reached the time with you add all the other ingredients...the milk, the butter, the cheese. You are stirring it and can see the masterpiece before you and you think, i'm going to eat this forever because i love mac and cheese so much! So you take a big bite and can hardly stand how good of a cook you are. Well, let's say in this batch there is a hard noodle. You know, the ones that hurt your teeth and you can hardly stand to chew anymore. But you think to yourself, self, its okay...its mac and cheese, it will get better. So you keep on chomping away, but all of a sudden, you bite into a hot dog. You're older brother slipped a cold nasty cheese-filled hot dog in your one and only mac and cheese. Major speed bump on the road to finishing the greatest invention ever made...but you keep eating. Next you are thinking...hmm, its not bed time yet, why am i flossing? And you realize its a piece of hair in your delicacy. I don't know about you, but at this point this meal has lost all hope of ever being good again. And due to a strange psychology term called conditioning, you are now unable to eat mac and cheese ever again because there has been so many nasty obstacles that you'd rather eat spam than finish this.
Why did i go on and on about mac and cheese? No, not to make you vomit but for this reason: Sometimes in life when we think we have something as reliable as this noodle and dairy mixture we just tend to think that it will always be there forever. However, when things come, and people enter the picture it changes. No more calls, no more thoughts of going back to the old days when there was just the two of you. There are other people that interupt. And you know, sometimes hot dogs can be good in mac and cheese, and so can other people in our lives. Its just hard when its not the same as it was before, and you realize that you've been replaced. Its hard to handle.
However, day by day, you learn to appreciate a new meal, a new appetite such as Chef Boyardee or Ramen. As do we with the new things in our lives...never really going back to that same old place but always remembering how delicious and yummy that was. This is for someone, so i hope they hear it, and understand where i'm coming from. To everyone else...go get some mac and cheese while you still like it!
Bounce. <>< Brini
So you know when you make mac and cheese, you can't wait until you get to eat it? Because mac and cheese is supposed to be the greatest meal ever (and don't get me wrong...i'm a big fan...just go with me here). Well, imagine if when you reached the time with you add all the other ingredients...the milk, the butter, the cheese. You are stirring it and can see the masterpiece before you and you think, i'm going to eat this forever because i love mac and cheese so much! So you take a big bite and can hardly stand how good of a cook you are. Well, let's say in this batch there is a hard noodle. You know, the ones that hurt your teeth and you can hardly stand to chew anymore. But you think to yourself, self, its okay...its mac and cheese, it will get better. So you keep on chomping away, but all of a sudden, you bite into a hot dog. You're older brother slipped a cold nasty cheese-filled hot dog in your one and only mac and cheese. Major speed bump on the road to finishing the greatest invention ever made...but you keep eating. Next you are thinking...hmm, its not bed time yet, why am i flossing? And you realize its a piece of hair in your delicacy. I don't know about you, but at this point this meal has lost all hope of ever being good again. And due to a strange psychology term called conditioning, you are now unable to eat mac and cheese ever again because there has been so many nasty obstacles that you'd rather eat spam than finish this.
Why did i go on and on about mac and cheese? No, not to make you vomit but for this reason: Sometimes in life when we think we have something as reliable as this noodle and dairy mixture we just tend to think that it will always be there forever. However, when things come, and people enter the picture it changes. No more calls, no more thoughts of going back to the old days when there was just the two of you. There are other people that interupt. And you know, sometimes hot dogs can be good in mac and cheese, and so can other people in our lives. Its just hard when its not the same as it was before, and you realize that you've been replaced. Its hard to handle.
However, day by day, you learn to appreciate a new meal, a new appetite such as Chef Boyardee or Ramen. As do we with the new things in our lives...never really going back to that same old place but always remembering how delicious and yummy that was. This is for someone, so i hope they hear it, and understand where i'm coming from. To everyone else...go get some mac and cheese while you still like it!
Bounce. <>< Brini
Thursday, September 16, 2004
Tests are for wusses
Hey Everyone...i've decided that we should bring back the boycott, and that we should boycott tests. DOWN WITH TESTS!! Yes, they can measure how well you can fill in a scantron square, bubble thing, but certainly cannot measure the knowledge of a person. I mean, yeah, maybe a skills test that you show what you learned, but nothing like...hey read this chapter and we'll test your reading skills because we're back in the second grade! NO! I've got a test for test givers:
What does it mean when i bang both my fists together twice in a row? Huh? HUH?
Sorry if this offends anyone, but in real life, there are all sorts of tests, but none that require you to fill in A,B,C,D or E of a green scantron sheet. The tests in life are like, my friend is cheating on her green scantron and she wants me to pipe down about it...what should i do? Fill in A. NO! It will work itself out, and if you get it wrong it doesn't add a little pink slash mark next to the number you got wrong...it just makes you more prepared for the next time by making you realize.
Anyway, the boycott starts Sept 2012 when i am done with med school and have taken my Med Boards tests, then i'll stop...but i'm a wuss, and here i go to study for my stupid tests tomorrow. Boo tests....boooooooooooooooo....
<>< Brini
What does it mean when i bang both my fists together twice in a row? Huh? HUH?
Sorry if this offends anyone, but in real life, there are all sorts of tests, but none that require you to fill in A,B,C,D or E of a green scantron sheet. The tests in life are like, my friend is cheating on her green scantron and she wants me to pipe down about it...what should i do? Fill in A. NO! It will work itself out, and if you get it wrong it doesn't add a little pink slash mark next to the number you got wrong...it just makes you more prepared for the next time by making you realize.
Anyway, the boycott starts Sept 2012 when i am done with med school and have taken my Med Boards tests, then i'll stop...but i'm a wuss, and here i go to study for my stupid tests tomorrow. Boo tests....boooooooooooooooo....
<>< Brini
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Sidewalks and Raindrops
Sidewalks and raindrops are one of my favorite things. You know when you watch it rain and the raindrops look like little people running away from what can only be described as a horrific accident or giant gorilla coming after them. But no, these are neither little people nor huge gorillas, alas, they are only raindrops pitter pattering on the sidewalks, but what a story you can create!
So today i started my job at Beno's. No, not a mexican restaurant or villa, its a small hometown deli that plays classical music. Its a great job because i work at the cash register for two hours, and then get to make myself a wonderfully delictable sandwich for free. I get free glass bottled root beer. I also get to work for only 4 hours a week. What can be better? And no, i don't think working at the avalon qualifies as better. But Jaime sounds like she's got a sweet deal in Mil-town...but we'll hash it out to see who wins! I kid, i kid...
Speaking of root beer....Isn't glass bottled root beer the best? Sure, getting the can is good too, but nothing beats a good ol' bottle of rum, er, root beer. I kid, i kid, but in all seriousness, i do enjoy the old beer flavored root. I have yet to try it in a keg, so sorry to pass judgements so fast!
Well, i hope you all enjoyed the rain like i did, and if you didn't look for the little men in the rain while drinking glass bottled root beer today, then i suggest visiting weather.com and seeing when it will rain next and enjoy this amazing yet timeless spectacle of life!
<>< Brini
So today i started my job at Beno's. No, not a mexican restaurant or villa, its a small hometown deli that plays classical music. Its a great job because i work at the cash register for two hours, and then get to make myself a wonderfully delictable sandwich for free. I get free glass bottled root beer. I also get to work for only 4 hours a week. What can be better? And no, i don't think working at the avalon qualifies as better. But Jaime sounds like she's got a sweet deal in Mil-town...but we'll hash it out to see who wins! I kid, i kid...
Speaking of root beer....Isn't glass bottled root beer the best? Sure, getting the can is good too, but nothing beats a good ol' bottle of rum, er, root beer. I kid, i kid, but in all seriousness, i do enjoy the old beer flavored root. I have yet to try it in a keg, so sorry to pass judgements so fast!
Well, i hope you all enjoyed the rain like i did, and if you didn't look for the little men in the rain while drinking glass bottled root beer today, then i suggest visiting weather.com and seeing when it will rain next and enjoy this amazing yet timeless spectacle of life!
<>< Brini
Sunday, September 12, 2004
Kayaking = I like
Picture this:
The rushing river flowing beside me. Waves of cold, hard water passing between my toes. My ship is about ready to set sail, but i am apprehensive to get aboard. What if the current is too swift and i can't keep myself up right? What if i fall out and get carried away by the water? Even so, i get aboard, and shove off. At first its a little shaky, but nevertheless, it is an adventure! Rushing waters pass by me, but i'm safe in my lifeboat. I feel the splashes from the paddle on my face, but it is a refreshing feeling of cool safe water. The water carries me along the river, and i just trust that it will take me to where i need to go. I have faith...
So i went kayaking yesterday, and it was an amazing experience. We went on the mighty mississippi and it was GORGEOUS! The bluffs surrounded us in their majestic way. It was nice to have a kayak to myself because then i could have some alone time with God and nature. The river is a great place to sort things out...to have God speak to you, because its quiet and he is just speaking to you, no homework, jobs, people to distract you from the goal you are setting out on. He is like the river, he's safe and takes you where you are supposed to end up. It may be rough waters at times, but you can't depend on your own strength to get you through. You have to use the strength of the boat, and the pull of the water to carry you through. Even if you fall out, you can get back up again, he doesnt take you down river to never return, he pulls you back up and lets you "empty" out your kayak and start over. See, isn't God great?
Anyway, i hope you all get to experience a trip like this sometime...i know i enjoyed myself...and God's company too! Peace out!
<>< Brini
The rushing river flowing beside me. Waves of cold, hard water passing between my toes. My ship is about ready to set sail, but i am apprehensive to get aboard. What if the current is too swift and i can't keep myself up right? What if i fall out and get carried away by the water? Even so, i get aboard, and shove off. At first its a little shaky, but nevertheless, it is an adventure! Rushing waters pass by me, but i'm safe in my lifeboat. I feel the splashes from the paddle on my face, but it is a refreshing feeling of cool safe water. The water carries me along the river, and i just trust that it will take me to where i need to go. I have faith...
So i went kayaking yesterday, and it was an amazing experience. We went on the mighty mississippi and it was GORGEOUS! The bluffs surrounded us in their majestic way. It was nice to have a kayak to myself because then i could have some alone time with God and nature. The river is a great place to sort things out...to have God speak to you, because its quiet and he is just speaking to you, no homework, jobs, people to distract you from the goal you are setting out on. He is like the river, he's safe and takes you where you are supposed to end up. It may be rough waters at times, but you can't depend on your own strength to get you through. You have to use the strength of the boat, and the pull of the water to carry you through. Even if you fall out, you can get back up again, he doesnt take you down river to never return, he pulls you back up and lets you "empty" out your kayak and start over. See, isn't God great?
Anyway, i hope you all get to experience a trip like this sometime...i know i enjoyed myself...and God's company too! Peace out!
<>< Brini
Friday, September 10, 2004
Duty....hahahahahaha
So i met someone named Bjorn. He's a talll tall man who likes the band Pedro the Lion. I like this Bjorn for that mere fact. He is tall. He wears glasses and doesn't remember my name...even though i've told him about 50 times. That's all, i bet none of you know someone named Bjorn! HA! BA!
<>< Brini
<>< Brini
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Hmmmm, smells phishy....
Ode to a Phish:
Oh, if i were a fish...
i'd be a dish
and all other fish
could only hope and wish
that they were this fish
the one that's a dish.
I'd name myself Phish
and make my tail go swish, swish, swish...
Oh, if i were a Phish...
O o . <><
Oh, if i were a fish...
i'd be a dish
and all other fish
could only hope and wish
that they were this fish
the one that's a dish.
I'd name myself Phish
and make my tail go swish, swish, swish...
Oh, if i were a Phish...
O o . <><
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
God is good all the time, and all the time, God is good!
Hey Everyone, i just wanted to wish you a B-E-A-U-tiful Tuesday. God has shown me so many amazing things this year...today i got a job, well two to be exact. I'm working at a sk-ater place, and then at a deli...kind of random, but i love it! I'm so excited too...so i just wanted to say that God rocks my face, and so do all of you! Hope ya'll have a good day!
<>< Brini
<>< Brini
Monday, September 06, 2004
Laboring, Laboring, Laboring...
Hey Ya'll Ya'll...I just wanted to say Happy Labor Day to all. May you labor away as your fathers and Grandfathers did like their fathers and grandfathers...(?) May each of you labor away on homework and studying as I am on Anatomy and Phisiology, which is a labor of love, but a labor none the less. Go Labor Day!
<>< Brini
<>< Brini
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Ho Hum
Well this is my first ever blog entry. I have to admit that i'm a little anxious to start this blog deal-e-o. I mean, I get anxious for anything and everything under the sun, but this is a little ridonkulous. And yes ridonkulous is a made up word. So here we go. I may not be as elequent as my dear brother Brandon, nor as random as my best friend Jaime, however, i will try my best.
This is the start of my second year of college. Sometimes i feel as if i'm a little kid in swimming lessons. They are so afraid of the water, but act brave because mom and aunt joan are sitting on the side watching me get myself wet in order to stay afloat when i'm drowning like a huge chunk of cement torn from a sidewalk. I have to get in because mom is paying for this so called teaching experience, but i'm terrified of this huge blue abyss. Just do this and you'll float. Just let the water take you, it will be fine. Its easier said than done. All these other kids are thrown in with me, but some are natural born swimmers and some are worse off than yours truly. i would catagorize myself as an arm flapper...doing whatever because that's what ya gotta do.
Anyway, what's with the water? Well, you'd think being thrown in for the second time would be different, you'd know how to float and to kick to the surface so you don't die a cold and wet death. But sometimes it takes a while to get used to the water that you've left. Its colder than before, deeper and harder to stay afloat. Yet, we are forced to make the most of the chlorinated liquid and just go. This year is going to be great, but it takes a while to get started, is what i'm trying to say. And this year, i feel as if i'm the kid who broke his leg and now is afraid to put the leg that was broken in the water.
If this made any sense to you, kudos...at least someone can leap into my random brain. But i'll let you all go this time. Good luck with school, and the new year...and as the turtle says in Finding Nemo...Koo Koo Ka Choo, back to the big blue. Peace Out
<>< Brini
This is the start of my second year of college. Sometimes i feel as if i'm a little kid in swimming lessons. They are so afraid of the water, but act brave because mom and aunt joan are sitting on the side watching me get myself wet in order to stay afloat when i'm drowning like a huge chunk of cement torn from a sidewalk. I have to get in because mom is paying for this so called teaching experience, but i'm terrified of this huge blue abyss. Just do this and you'll float. Just let the water take you, it will be fine. Its easier said than done. All these other kids are thrown in with me, but some are natural born swimmers and some are worse off than yours truly. i would catagorize myself as an arm flapper...doing whatever because that's what ya gotta do.
Anyway, what's with the water? Well, you'd think being thrown in for the second time would be different, you'd know how to float and to kick to the surface so you don't die a cold and wet death. But sometimes it takes a while to get used to the water that you've left. Its colder than before, deeper and harder to stay afloat. Yet, we are forced to make the most of the chlorinated liquid and just go. This year is going to be great, but it takes a while to get started, is what i'm trying to say. And this year, i feel as if i'm the kid who broke his leg and now is afraid to put the leg that was broken in the water.
If this made any sense to you, kudos...at least someone can leap into my random brain. But i'll let you all go this time. Good luck with school, and the new year...and as the turtle says in Finding Nemo...Koo Koo Ka Choo, back to the big blue. Peace Out
<>< Brini
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