After spending some time wondering why I had bothered to walk all the way to the fireworks here in Marquette. I went home.  That had to be just about the lamest firework display I have ever seen (including some that were put on by people in their backyards).  I did, however go to the fireworks in Ishpeming yesterday, they were really, truly ( Read more... )

I just watched the opening credits for The Simpsons.  Bart was writing Je ne parle pas francais.  I just had to laugh, that is some good irony.

I was just wondering if my phone was broken or if there was some giant conspiracy that causes people not to return my phone calls.

The end of the semester is drawing near.  For this, I am thankful.  My classes will be over, my fun beginning.  If only there weren't so many things to do between now and next Wednesday (or really Monday).  I have an interview to schedule for my internship, two papers to write and a class presentation to prepare.  I had two class presentations to ( Read more... )

The Baptist church across from McClintock has a message on the Marquee:  The wages of sin is death...

I just was looking at my friends page and found out that I was abusive and that the two phone calls that I got from Officer Marker (Wednesday afternoon... Which was returned about 8:15 that evening... he wasn't working. and then on thursday afternoon... I knew that he only worked in the daytime so I didn't call him back that evening. Friday ( Read more... )

So, Officer Whosawhatchit of Marquette PD stops by this morning to pick up Jill's stuff and we had a brief conversation.  He suggested that I should stop calling her in the middle of the night.  I have called her twice since we broke up two weeks ago.  The first was at noon on Sunday, I left a message about arrangements to pick her stuff up.  The ( Read more... )

Tell me what you would consider "the middle of the night."

I'll explain later.

Well here it is, a post.  I am not dead.  I am really enjoying being badmouthed on livejournal by gylanne.  As if I needed anyone to assassinate my character, or my quality of work.  I think that both of those things stand for themselves.  I just find the games funny, mildly irritating, but funny.  I come to find out that getting Ms. Sheehan's things back ( Read more... )

I really hope my neighbors can't hear me the way I can hear them sometimes.