12-20-84

Last week, I turned in my second semester registration card. It had toothpaste all over it from an unfortunate cap malfunction. I told the woman at the registrar's office when she said my card smelled minty that the brand was Colgate and that I was sorry. The women who work at the registrar's office look like pageant mother's. I'm sure they are- the desk job is just a way to supplement their daughter's winnings.

My Second Semester Schedule
A List By Margie Scribner

1. Introduction to Political Science
2. Technique in Sculpture
3. Literary Analysis
4. Introduction to Statistics

It's Spanish free but a bit more challenging than this semester. My math teacher is a woman which is good because the high school math teachers I liked best were also women- by liked best I mean I got A's in their classes. For a Sociology major, I'll have to take a 200 level Stats class at some point.

I went to Georgia [see latest blog for details on my trip to the School of the America's Protest]. Before I left, I got this really awesome care package from Auntie Joanie. It had baked goods (of the banana and chocolate chip loaf and muffin variety), a book of Paris Hilton Paper Dolls, a "Would you rather...?" book (For example: Would you rather get drunk dialed by Ghandi or by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.?), a jar of fortune cookies for an insanely funny reason, and a stand up turkey made of card board and tissue paper for our Thanksgiving table scape. It was easily one of the most well thought out packages I've ever received. The card she included had a plate of turkey and sides covered in saran wrap and on the inside it said something about saving me a plate. Next year, I'm MOST DEF coming home for the holiday. I asked my Dad how many would be around our table this year. He said 18. Then I asked him how many people should be around our table. He said 19.

Britt, Kathleen, and I went to Wal-Mart yesterday to shop for our turkey and sides. We're feeding 15 tomorrow. Dad sponsored the turkey and I'm in charge of the table scape. Kim, our Resident Life Coordinator, got a fall flower delivery from her mother. The paper turkey and the flowers will be our centerpieces. All Wal-Mart had left in the way of Thanksgiving flare was paper plates and napkins with blue scarecrows on them. I opted out of those and instead picked up a bunch of stuff for 90% off at the Hobby Shack in Des Moines after I dropped Ryan off at the airport.

We left at 1:30 for the airport and hung out at Jordan Creek Mall until his 6:30 flight. On our way to the city, we stopped at the Lion's Den. The day patrons are always a lot different then the night patrons at adult shops- it's not always a good different. Ryan used the bathroom there. I would have rather gone outside next to the highway where I wouldn't run the risk of contacting some sort of sexually transmitted disease. It was hard to leave him at the airport. Until the SOA protest, we hadn't really spent any amount of time apart since the beginning of September. Ryan, since I know you're reading at this from your own room in Colorado right now, I trust you are eating Cheeseburger Mac and that you laughed a little when you read the word hard. I miss you HELLA so you should just come home right now.

Even though Ryan drew me a map of exactly how I was to get back to Grinnell, I got lost. I wasn't actually lost, it turns out, but I still asked for directions from people in line at the Hobby Shack. Iowa's highways are really hard to figure out so their was a lot of sighing, pointing, and head shaking. On my way back, I picked up some delicious Taco Bell. All my classes for today were cancelled. Meredith, Christena, and I went to Amanda and Chris' last night for a small fiesta. Then-I went to the Pub. Come to find out, I look a lot like a 16 year old Christena. 12-20-84. That's my new birthday. I was the only first year in the Pub and it felt glorious. It's in the basement of this pizza restaurant and it reminds me a lot of a pirate ship. Since I knew/recognized almost everyone there (including RLC Kim and her husband Randy) I felt really comfortable.

Ryan and I finished Angel's in America last week. The entire mini series was six hours. It was really good and I really liked Meryl Streep's characters. She played Ethel Rosenberg and a Mormon mother named Hannah Pitt. I also really liked Mary Louise Parker's character (she was also Mormon).

We saw Rhonda Fisher, our Soc professor, at Jordan Creek Mall at the "I <3 Dogs" kiosk. Apparently her daughter owns and runs it but I wouldn't be surprised if Rhonda had a pretty strong hand in the operation as well.