my foot is 90% better. but i don't want to make it worse so i'm still taking it easy.
i am pleased to discover that i miss walking. not just walking, but exercising. challenging myself. i really enjoyed having a training plan. i'm the kind of person who likes to be organized. i like to follow rules and schedules.
i'm going to learn how to run now. i found a plan online. it breaks you in gradually. builds you up to a 5k over a period of a few months.
i went to fleet feet today just to look at prices of shoes. i'm not going to drop $150 on shoes before i even give running a shot. but i'm a planner. another smart person told me that running shoes should be a size larger, so if this works out...i'd need bigger shoes.
the guy told me about their fitting process. he used the phrase "the naked foot" and i almost threw up. they want. to touch. my feet. that will be the 5 most uncomfortable moments of my life. it will only take 5 minutes, right? it's not going to happen today. don't worry about it today, allison.
Friday, April 30, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
the darndest things.
girl 1: here's barbie's dress.
me: where's barbie? i don't see her.
girl 2: she's in the trash can. *continues playing with dolls*
me: did you put her in the trash can?
girl 2: yes.
me: we've only been here 30 minutes. where did you say barbie is?
girl: in the trash can.
me: *looks in trash can* yeah, it's empty. did you put her in the trash can today, or yesterday?
girl: i put her in the trash can after snack time.
me: that was yesterday. today, barbie is gone.
-----
girl: *crying, so much crying*
me: why are you sad? can you tell me with words?
girl: *even more crying*
me: i need you to tell me with words why you're sad, so i can help you.
girl: my eyes are broken.
me: well. thank you for using words. i don't know what that means. do you want a sticker?
girl: yeah!!
me: great.
me: where's barbie? i don't see her.
girl 2: she's in the trash can. *continues playing with dolls*
me: did you put her in the trash can?
girl 2: yes.
me: we've only been here 30 minutes. where did you say barbie is?
girl: in the trash can.
me: *looks in trash can* yeah, it's empty. did you put her in the trash can today, or yesterday?
girl: i put her in the trash can after snack time.
me: that was yesterday. today, barbie is gone.
-----
girl: *crying, so much crying*
me: why are you sad? can you tell me with words?
girl: *even more crying*
me: i need you to tell me with words why you're sad, so i can help you.
girl: my eyes are broken.
me: well. thank you for using words. i don't know what that means. do you want a sticker?
girl: yeah!!
me: great.
Monday, April 26, 2010
i have failed them.
i was too tired and unaware (and drenched, and in pain) to check my time right after the half, but they e-mailed it to me today. we came in five whole minutes UNDER my goal. i thought we might have finished 10 minutes over the limit, and been disqualified. because of my limping, and our brief stop at the "shelter" to avoid a tornado. so considering those two factors, i'm really pleased with how we kept up our pace. we walked faster than we ever did in training, and didn't even slow down.
enough about that. it's old news. moving on.
i'm such a bad teacher.
we sing songs all the time. i usually ask them what they want to sing at circle time (sounds precious, doesn't it...), and then we sing it. today i decided to throw it right back at them and see if they could sing it by themselves. here is how that went.
Five Little Monkeys
the actual lyrics:
five little monkeys, jumping on a bed
one fell off and bumped his head
mama called the doctor and the doctor said
"no more monkeys jumping on the bed!"
etc.
me: okay, you sing it! how does it go?
boy: two monkeys. jump, jump, jump!
me: ok. we'll start with two. how many are there now?
boy: two monkeys. jumping, two monkeys!
The Bumblebee Song
the actual lyrics:
i'm bringing home a baby bumblebee
won't my mommy be so proud of me
i'm bringing home a baby bumblebee
ouch! it stung me!
i'm squishing up a baby bumblebee...
ew! it's all over me!
i'm wiping off a baby bumblebee...
etc.
me: the bumblebee song! good choice. how does that one go?
children: *silence*
me: i'm...bringing...home...
girl: i want my baby bumblebee. *sad face*
me: *confusion*
Rain, Rain, Go Away
me: take it away, kids.
boy: rain, go away, GO AWAY! NO! GO AWAY!
well.
no blood was shed today. there's that, at least.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
13.1
what a day.
the strange highlights:
there was a guy dressed as a samurai.
there was someone wearing a dunder-mifflin race for the cure shirt. which wasn't strange. just awesome.
before the race, we walked over with my friend's dad. we saw a dead squirrel. he declared it an omen. "for other squirrels, i mean. not for us..."
i did not slip on a banana peel, but i almost did. that only happens in cartoons! or so i thought. until i almost slipped on one. it was a nice surprise to get fruit along the way, though! it made me want to throw up, but...it was nice.
the mile-by-mile breakdown:
if you're already bored, skip ahead to mile 9. that's where it got interesting.
they started the race early, because of the bad weather. but it was super exciting being in line. so many people. the news said 36,000. i can't explain how it felt to cross the start line. it was just...exciting. happy. FUN.
ok.
- miles 1-2
we were walking fast. passing people left and right. it felt good. this part really is boring.
- miles 2-4
at this point, we saw the runners in front go under the bridge we were crossing. they were doing their last 3 miles, as we were doing our first 3. i tried not to think about how we had 3 more hours until we'd be there. but i was really impressed with them.
- miles 5-7
we passed belmont! my alma mater. and saw four friends cheering for us. i didn't realize how much of an energy boost that really could be. thanks, friends.
- mile 8
felt tired. felt sore. i thought we were going slower, but i kept looking at the clock and we were still on pace. i think this was the point where i felt too tired to pray for strength anymore. i have probably only addressed the Holy Spirit directly a few times in my life. i kind of forget He's there. sorry, dude. but i did around this time. i remembered He intercedes for us. "Jesus, can you keep praying for us? i can't. wait, no...the Holy Spirit...yeah! that's what You do! thaaanks..." and i felt grateful to belong to such a weird God. 3 in 1. such a weird, loving, strong God. i like to pray, but i kept praying about how much it hurt, which meant i kept thinking about how much it hurt...so i was really thankful to know i was still being prayed for. by God. to Himself.
- mile 9
it was at this point that a blister began to form on the bottom of my foot. as usual. and it was also at this point that the police began telling us to abandon the course voluntarily, because of a tornado watch. walking in the rain was not annoying. but having people tell you that you aren't safe...kind of nerve-wracking.
- mile 10
there was a small "shelter" that people were being directed to. we decided to stop. the guy in charge pulled up a weather map, and told us tornado weather would be in our area in half an hour. this part is kind of confusing. i still don't understand it. he told us that another shelter was 30 minutes away, if we wanted to go for it. we decided to go for it. i figured that meant we wouldn't be allowed to finish, so i wanted to get as far as i could. i felt a surge of energy, and we walked quickly...for about a mile...
- mile 11
rain fell harder. wind blew. FEET HURT BAD. "where, oh where is the shelter? maybe this is a good thing that we won't be able to finish. i do not feel good."
- mile 12
the limping began. i don't know what they thought they were directing us to, but we were headed to the finish. we slowed down majorly, because of me. i could see the stadium, and hear the cheering. but oh. my. gosh. that last mile was killer.
- mile 13.1
i FINISHED. i still can't believe it. so much pain towards the end. and a tornado didn't eat us. we got a medal! i didn't know we were going to get one. i'll do anything for a medal. we had to keep walking (uuuuuggghhh) to get to a place where our ride could pick us up, but we found a covered spot and sat down out of the rain. and all the pain felt worth it. it was FUN. terrible, terrible fun. i can see why people do these in different cities. i loved seeing my city like this, but it would also be fun to see others. 13.1 MILES, y'all. walking it isn't cool enough to get one of those stickers for my car, but i might wear my medal to bed. i like doing things i've never done before. i walked a half-marathon. i finished it. around mile 9 i thought i might never do it again. but when it was done, i knew immediately i had stumbled onto a new, expensive addiction. maybe next time i'll cross the starting line RUNNING. that'd be fun too.
the strange highlights:
there was a guy dressed as a samurai.
there was someone wearing a dunder-mifflin race for the cure shirt. which wasn't strange. just awesome.
before the race, we walked over with my friend's dad. we saw a dead squirrel. he declared it an omen. "for other squirrels, i mean. not for us..."
i did not slip on a banana peel, but i almost did. that only happens in cartoons! or so i thought. until i almost slipped on one. it was a nice surprise to get fruit along the way, though! it made me want to throw up, but...it was nice.
the mile-by-mile breakdown:
if you're already bored, skip ahead to mile 9. that's where it got interesting.
they started the race early, because of the bad weather. but it was super exciting being in line. so many people. the news said 36,000. i can't explain how it felt to cross the start line. it was just...exciting. happy. FUN.
ok.
- miles 1-2
we were walking fast. passing people left and right. it felt good. this part really is boring.
- miles 2-4
at this point, we saw the runners in front go under the bridge we were crossing. they were doing their last 3 miles, as we were doing our first 3. i tried not to think about how we had 3 more hours until we'd be there. but i was really impressed with them.
- miles 5-7
we passed belmont! my alma mater. and saw four friends cheering for us. i didn't realize how much of an energy boost that really could be. thanks, friends.
- mile 8
felt tired. felt sore. i thought we were going slower, but i kept looking at the clock and we were still on pace. i think this was the point where i felt too tired to pray for strength anymore. i have probably only addressed the Holy Spirit directly a few times in my life. i kind of forget He's there. sorry, dude. but i did around this time. i remembered He intercedes for us. "Jesus, can you keep praying for us? i can't. wait, no...the Holy Spirit...yeah! that's what You do! thaaanks..." and i felt grateful to belong to such a weird God. 3 in 1. such a weird, loving, strong God. i like to pray, but i kept praying about how much it hurt, which meant i kept thinking about how much it hurt...so i was really thankful to know i was still being prayed for. by God. to Himself.
- mile 9
it was at this point that a blister began to form on the bottom of my foot. as usual. and it was also at this point that the police began telling us to abandon the course voluntarily, because of a tornado watch. walking in the rain was not annoying. but having people tell you that you aren't safe...kind of nerve-wracking.
- mile 10
there was a small "shelter" that people were being directed to. we decided to stop. the guy in charge pulled up a weather map, and told us tornado weather would be in our area in half an hour. this part is kind of confusing. i still don't understand it. he told us that another shelter was 30 minutes away, if we wanted to go for it. we decided to go for it. i figured that meant we wouldn't be allowed to finish, so i wanted to get as far as i could. i felt a surge of energy, and we walked quickly...for about a mile...
- mile 11
rain fell harder. wind blew. FEET HURT BAD. "where, oh where is the shelter? maybe this is a good thing that we won't be able to finish. i do not feel good."
- mile 12
the limping began. i don't know what they thought they were directing us to, but we were headed to the finish. we slowed down majorly, because of me. i could see the stadium, and hear the cheering. but oh. my. gosh. that last mile was killer.
- mile 13.1
i FINISHED. i still can't believe it. so much pain towards the end. and a tornado didn't eat us. we got a medal! i didn't know we were going to get one. i'll do anything for a medal. we had to keep walking (uuuuuggghhh) to get to a place where our ride could pick us up, but we found a covered spot and sat down out of the rain. and all the pain felt worth it. it was FUN. terrible, terrible fun. i can see why people do these in different cities. i loved seeing my city like this, but it would also be fun to see others. 13.1 MILES, y'all. walking it isn't cool enough to get one of those stickers for my car, but i might wear my medal to bed. i like doing things i've never done before. i walked a half-marathon. i finished it. around mile 9 i thought i might never do it again. but when it was done, i knew immediately i had stumbled onto a new, expensive addiction. maybe next time i'll cross the starting line RUNNING. that'd be fun too.
Friday, April 23, 2010
33044
the half-marathon is tomorrow.
concerns:
- i don't know if i can do it. 11 miles is the farthest i've gone. it hurt. i had to stop for 2 weeks because of my "injury." which was the right decision. but it set me back. i did 6 miles after i came back, and my ankle hurt bad after 4-5 miles. when i did 11 miles the next weekend, it hurt after 9. so that shows improvement. but it's still an issue.
- i don't know if we can do it fast enough.
- i've been battling a throat thing all week. it was OK, but now it is not ok. now it hurts. and i don't want to wake up feeling weak in other places. like my lungs. or my legs.
- the weather. if they don't let the walkers finish i will be inconsolable. just don't even talk to me.
- we are in the last corral. that wouldn't bother me at all if we weren't trying to outwalk a tornado.
- to eat gel or not to eat gel. there is no consensus.
but i am incredibly excited.
i am ready for my stroll across this city that i love.
concerns:
- i don't know if i can do it. 11 miles is the farthest i've gone. it hurt. i had to stop for 2 weeks because of my "injury." which was the right decision. but it set me back. i did 6 miles after i came back, and my ankle hurt bad after 4-5 miles. when i did 11 miles the next weekend, it hurt after 9. so that shows improvement. but it's still an issue.
- i don't know if we can do it fast enough.
- i've been battling a throat thing all week. it was OK, but now it is not ok. now it hurts. and i don't want to wake up feeling weak in other places. like my lungs. or my legs.
- the weather. if they don't let the walkers finish i will be inconsolable. just don't even talk to me.
- we are in the last corral. that wouldn't bother me at all if we weren't trying to outwalk a tornado.
- to eat gel or not to eat gel. there is no consensus.
but i am incredibly excited.
i am ready for my stroll across this city that i love.
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
speaking spanish.
i'm going to have to write in a vague, cryptic fashion today.
i don't want any crazies finding this blog because of a current news event i'm going to be referencing. so pay attention!
you know that lady who "got" a kid from that "place" that isn't america, and then made him go back?
are you with me.
i made two discoveries at work today that seem extra interesting because of that story.
there is a new student in the 4-5 year old class from that same place. her parents "got" her in the same way just a few weeks ago. she doesn't speak any english. not one word. she's four. and terrified.
as it turns out, there is ANOTHER four year old in her class, from that place, and she speaks that language fluently. so whenever the new girl gets scared, the other little girl speaks that language to her to try and help her not be confused.
isn't that the greatest coincidence?
in other news,
our substitute who is from africa, and speaks with a lovely french accent, was there today. she knows i'm from texas, and tried to convince me to marry her brother in texas. he has a lot of money, she said persuasively.
and,
we got our information sheet about the inservice training we have every may and september. we're bound for an indoor camping adventure, apparently. i'm waiting for the day when they remember we're adults, and don't have to be tricked into showing up for mind-numbing seminars. that are mandatory. that's a day of training i won't dread.
i don't want any crazies finding this blog because of a current news event i'm going to be referencing. so pay attention!
you know that lady who "got" a kid from that "place" that isn't america, and then made him go back?
are you with me.
i made two discoveries at work today that seem extra interesting because of that story.
there is a new student in the 4-5 year old class from that same place. her parents "got" her in the same way just a few weeks ago. she doesn't speak any english. not one word. she's four. and terrified.
as it turns out, there is ANOTHER four year old in her class, from that place, and she speaks that language fluently. so whenever the new girl gets scared, the other little girl speaks that language to her to try and help her not be confused.
isn't that the greatest coincidence?
in other news,
our substitute who is from africa, and speaks with a lovely french accent, was there today. she knows i'm from texas, and tried to convince me to marry her brother in texas. he has a lot of money, she said persuasively.
and,
we got our information sheet about the inservice training we have every may and september. we're bound for an indoor camping adventure, apparently. i'm waiting for the day when they remember we're adults, and don't have to be tricked into showing up for mind-numbing seminars. that are mandatory. that's a day of training i won't dread.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
another round, please.
breaking two major blogging rules. writing after 10pm, and writing under the influence of cold medicine.
i read a lot of different books, you know. different genres. harry potter. economics. jane austen. shakespeare. i'm about to read "kidnapped" by robert louis stevenson. i don't know why, but i feel like this is a "random" choice. i don't know if it's possible to have a random choice when i read so many different kinds of books, but it feels random. maybe because it's not a more famous book of his, like treasure island. i think i got it because the first line on the back says something about "bloody family quarrels." i want to read me some of that.
i forgot to mention that i made a really exciting discovery a couple weeks ago. i hate cats. i already knew that. but i discovered i'm allergic. i already kind of knew that too. my mom always told me i was, because my dad is too. me and my dad share ailments. so that means we never had a cat, which means i never really knew if i was or not. but a couple weeks ago i was at someone's house, and my eyes started itching and watering real bad. she asked if i was allergic, and i said "yeah...i think its ok though. i don't think it'll be bad, with swollen eyes or anything. i don't really know." and she said "well. your eyes are swelling up. i'll get you some medicine."
ha! turns out my mom was right. it's not that i thought she was making it up, i've just never been around a cat long enough, i guess.
what i'm saying is, keep your cats away from me. i now have a valid reason to make that request.
and here's a deeper thought. i constantly struggle with people's perception of me. i don't care if people don't like me, as long as their reasons are accurate. factual. if you don't like my sense of humor...fine. if you think i'm too quiet...fine. but if someone doesn't like me because they've misunderstood something i've said, or something like that, it really bothers me. i want to correct the misunderstanding, and after that i don't really care. i just want the facts on the table. i am bothered by some people viewing me through false filters. some people think i'm unintelligent, so they hear everything i say through that filter, and as a result...hear things wrong.
and i had a conversation with someone about a different issue, but something she said stuck with me. she just reminded me that my identity is in Christ, so it doesn't matter if i've been misrepresented. and i left that conversation feeling better.
but i've been thinking more about it. if the misunderstanding, or whatever, goes on without correction...doesn't that harm the community i'm part of? in the long run? because the relationship isn't what it could be. if you give me the benefit of the doubt, or let me talk long enough to clarify, or whatever...the relationship grows. but if you continue thinking things about me that aren't true...how is that good for the community?
i read a lot of different books, you know. different genres. harry potter. economics. jane austen. shakespeare. i'm about to read "kidnapped" by robert louis stevenson. i don't know why, but i feel like this is a "random" choice. i don't know if it's possible to have a random choice when i read so many different kinds of books, but it feels random. maybe because it's not a more famous book of his, like treasure island. i think i got it because the first line on the back says something about "bloody family quarrels." i want to read me some of that.
i forgot to mention that i made a really exciting discovery a couple weeks ago. i hate cats. i already knew that. but i discovered i'm allergic. i already kind of knew that too. my mom always told me i was, because my dad is too. me and my dad share ailments. so that means we never had a cat, which means i never really knew if i was or not. but a couple weeks ago i was at someone's house, and my eyes started itching and watering real bad. she asked if i was allergic, and i said "yeah...i think its ok though. i don't think it'll be bad, with swollen eyes or anything. i don't really know." and she said "well. your eyes are swelling up. i'll get you some medicine."
ha! turns out my mom was right. it's not that i thought she was making it up, i've just never been around a cat long enough, i guess.
what i'm saying is, keep your cats away from me. i now have a valid reason to make that request.
and here's a deeper thought. i constantly struggle with people's perception of me. i don't care if people don't like me, as long as their reasons are accurate. factual. if you don't like my sense of humor...fine. if you think i'm too quiet...fine. but if someone doesn't like me because they've misunderstood something i've said, or something like that, it really bothers me. i want to correct the misunderstanding, and after that i don't really care. i just want the facts on the table. i am bothered by some people viewing me through false filters. some people think i'm unintelligent, so they hear everything i say through that filter, and as a result...hear things wrong.
and i had a conversation with someone about a different issue, but something she said stuck with me. she just reminded me that my identity is in Christ, so it doesn't matter if i've been misrepresented. and i left that conversation feeling better.
but i've been thinking more about it. if the misunderstanding, or whatever, goes on without correction...doesn't that harm the community i'm part of? in the long run? because the relationship isn't what it could be. if you give me the benefit of the doubt, or let me talk long enough to clarify, or whatever...the relationship grows. but if you continue thinking things about me that aren't true...how is that good for the community?
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
pop.
walked 11 miles on saturday.
it hurt pretty bad.
even though i got special "dry socks" to prevent blisters, i got 4. there were two on the bottom of one foot, and then they became one. i had a little ceremony. i don't know why i keep saying that.
this is so gross, but i definitely popped and drained them all so i can get back to walking tomorrow. the internet said not to, but i said...you're not my mom, internet. this is what's going to happen. deal. i took measures to prevent infection. stop freaking out, everyone.
so i've mentioned to people that i'm having trouble with my ankles. and i also said that i had these problems before, because of my job. which doesn't sound true. i just work at a preschool, not a...landfill. i don't know where people get bad ankles. but you probably wouldn't think it would happen at a preschool. however.
will you please look at this picture of my work shoes, which i have to replace every 4-5 months.
you'd think i spend my days traversing* lava rock or something.
i know what some of you are thinking. "maybe if you replaced the more often, your feet wouldn't hurt." false. i just know you're wrong. even if i did that, the fact remains...my work shoes look like that after a few months, and yours probably don't. i don't know exactly why, but my job is hard on feet.
it's something about the floor maybe? it's really hard. other people complain about it. and i'm constantly going back and forth between squatting and standing up, because they're little people. i've started doing some feet stretches that i found...on the internet.
=)
enough about feet, my least favorite subject. blech.
last week i took a picture of the all-star dinner i made last week. which i mentioned. green bean salad (green beans, tomatoes, kalamata olives, red onions, feta cheese), with a side of MANGO and avocado. YUM. look at this. don't you want to eat this?
*i looked up the definition of "traversing" to make sure i was using it right. every now and then i lose confidence in my lexicon. my lexicon is so exiguous. ANYWAY. i entered the first letter "t" into google, and the first word it searched for, just based off that one letter...
"tyranny."
100 more pages of the federalist papers, and maybe google will think i have a life again.
it hurt pretty bad.
even though i got special "dry socks" to prevent blisters, i got 4. there were two on the bottom of one foot, and then they became one. i had a little ceremony. i don't know why i keep saying that.
this is so gross, but i definitely popped and drained them all so i can get back to walking tomorrow. the internet said not to, but i said...you're not my mom, internet. this is what's going to happen. deal. i took measures to prevent infection. stop freaking out, everyone.
so i've mentioned to people that i'm having trouble with my ankles. and i also said that i had these problems before, because of my job. which doesn't sound true. i just work at a preschool, not a...landfill. i don't know where people get bad ankles. but you probably wouldn't think it would happen at a preschool. however.
will you please look at this picture of my work shoes, which i have to replace every 4-5 months.
you'd think i spend my days traversing* lava rock or something.
i know what some of you are thinking. "maybe if you replaced the more often, your feet wouldn't hurt." false. i just know you're wrong. even if i did that, the fact remains...my work shoes look like that after a few months, and yours probably don't. i don't know exactly why, but my job is hard on feet.
it's something about the floor maybe? it's really hard. other people complain about it. and i'm constantly going back and forth between squatting and standing up, because they're little people. i've started doing some feet stretches that i found...on the internet.
=)
enough about feet, my least favorite subject. blech.
last week i took a picture of the all-star dinner i made last week. which i mentioned. green bean salad (green beans, tomatoes, kalamata olives, red onions, feta cheese), with a side of MANGO and avocado. YUM. look at this. don't you want to eat this?
*i looked up the definition of "traversing" to make sure i was using it right. every now and then i lose confidence in my lexicon. my lexicon is so exiguous. ANYWAY. i entered the first letter "t" into google, and the first word it searched for, just based off that one letter...
"tyranny."
100 more pages of the federalist papers, and maybe google will think i have a life again.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
actually
i don't want to wait.
a few of the most recent quotes i've underlined in the federalist papers:
As the cool and deliberate sense of the community ought, in all governments, and actually will, in all free governments, ultimately prevail over the views of its rulers; so there are particular moments in public affairs when the people, stimulated by some irregular passion, or some illicit advantage, or misled by the artful misrepresentations of interested men, may call for measures which they themselves will afterwards be the most ready to lament and condemn.
ahh! does that not make your mind explode? because of how pertinent it still is? COME ON!
It is too early for politicians to presume on our forgetting that the public good, the real welfare of the great body of the people, is the supreme object to be pursued; and that no form of government whatver has any other value than as it may be fitted for the attainment of that object.
I will add, as a fifth circumstance in the situation of the House of Representatives, restraining them from oppressive measures, that they can make no law which will not have its full operation on themselves and their friends, as well as on the real mass of the society. This has always been deemed one of the strongest bonds by which human policy can connect the rulers and the people together. It creates between them that communion of interests and sympathy of sentiments of which few governments have furnished examples; but without which every government degenerates into tyranny.
!!
come on.
this is good stuff. it can't be just me.
a few of the most recent quotes i've underlined in the federalist papers:
As the cool and deliberate sense of the community ought, in all governments, and actually will, in all free governments, ultimately prevail over the views of its rulers; so there are particular moments in public affairs when the people, stimulated by some irregular passion, or some illicit advantage, or misled by the artful misrepresentations of interested men, may call for measures which they themselves will afterwards be the most ready to lament and condemn.
ahh! does that not make your mind explode? because of how pertinent it still is? COME ON!
It is too early for politicians to presume on our forgetting that the public good, the real welfare of the great body of the people, is the supreme object to be pursued; and that no form of government whatver has any other value than as it may be fitted for the attainment of that object.
I will add, as a fifth circumstance in the situation of the House of Representatives, restraining them from oppressive measures, that they can make no law which will not have its full operation on themselves and their friends, as well as on the real mass of the society. This has always been deemed one of the strongest bonds by which human policy can connect the rulers and the people together. It creates between them that communion of interests and sympathy of sentiments of which few governments have furnished examples; but without which every government degenerates into tyranny.
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come on.
this is good stuff. it can't be just me.
yay or nay.
i haven't had the internet for almost 2 weeks.
oh. man.
there are things i actually need the internet for.
i had to call my mom and give her my bank info so she could pay a bill online for me. i pay my bills online. i also had a million errands to run to unfamiliar places, so i had to call her and get directions. i kept thinking of things to look up online when i get off work, and then remembered...nope. can't do that. argh. i wasn't even thinking about facebook or youtube. or my blog. i was thinking about looking up the best routes to travel for my commute, and things like that. i know what you're thinking. but why would i BUY a map, when i can look it up on the internet?
oh, internet. i missed you.
so here are the scattered updates:
- i MOVED. i'm very excited about this move. there's no traffic outside my window waking me up an hour before my alarm clock. there is a laundry machine, right over there. for me to use at will. without quarters. children run in the street. dogs bark. my floor is wooden. there's a human above the age of 2 for me to talk to every day. almost everything i do after work is 2 minutes from me. instead of 20.
- 2 days ago i finished reading about the house of representatives in the federalist papers. 1 day ago, i learned that someone at my church is running for a seat in congress. i just like the timing of that. and i want to jump up and down and clap my hands out of excitement for him. but i don't think people in congress like that. it's UnSerious. oh man, are the 2 year olds rubbing off on me?
- i have been making myself a fantastic dinner all this week. green bean salad. listen to this. green beans, red onions, tomatoes, kalamata olives, feta cheese. with a side of avacado for fun. and some kind of fruit. and today is mango wednesday!
- i turned 26.
- i got a visit from one of my best friends, and got to meet his new wife. i like her. fun fact: this friend is a fan of nicknames. he was always trying to come up with one for me, and other people. within minutes of meeting his wife, she asked if she could call me allie. i'm so glad they're married!
- i was going to put up a few quotes from the federalist papers that made me happy and angry, but i'll save that for when i finish it.
oh. man.
there are things i actually need the internet for.
i had to call my mom and give her my bank info so she could pay a bill online for me. i pay my bills online. i also had a million errands to run to unfamiliar places, so i had to call her and get directions. i kept thinking of things to look up online when i get off work, and then remembered...nope. can't do that. argh. i wasn't even thinking about facebook or youtube. or my blog. i was thinking about looking up the best routes to travel for my commute, and things like that. i know what you're thinking. but why would i BUY a map, when i can look it up on the internet?
oh, internet. i missed you.
so here are the scattered updates:
- i MOVED. i'm very excited about this move. there's no traffic outside my window waking me up an hour before my alarm clock. there is a laundry machine, right over there. for me to use at will. without quarters. children run in the street. dogs bark. my floor is wooden. there's a human above the age of 2 for me to talk to every day. almost everything i do after work is 2 minutes from me. instead of 20.
- 2 days ago i finished reading about the house of representatives in the federalist papers. 1 day ago, i learned that someone at my church is running for a seat in congress. i just like the timing of that. and i want to jump up and down and clap my hands out of excitement for him. but i don't think people in congress like that. it's UnSerious. oh man, are the 2 year olds rubbing off on me?
- i have been making myself a fantastic dinner all this week. green bean salad. listen to this. green beans, red onions, tomatoes, kalamata olives, feta cheese. with a side of avacado for fun. and some kind of fruit. and today is mango wednesday!
- i turned 26.
- i got a visit from one of my best friends, and got to meet his new wife. i like her. fun fact: this friend is a fan of nicknames. he was always trying to come up with one for me, and other people. within minutes of meeting his wife, she asked if she could call me allie. i'm so glad they're married!
- i was going to put up a few quotes from the federalist papers that made me happy and angry, but i'll save that for when i finish it.
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