The Blog of Mirth

So this weekend was dramatic. I went to the bar on Friday. Bar during finals? Yes. *disdainful gesture*

Well, last week Jeff got Wayne's number who was there with Jack. This week Wayne showed up with his boyfriend and ignored Jeff. But that's ok because Maureen (some UM res life director) introduced Jeff to JJ who is like an RA or something, but is 24. But JJ was recently pursued by Jason Z, who Jeff talked to at the bar on my birthday and then never called Jeff back. Bizzaro. What is up with J names though? I will never give my children J names. My favorite J name is Jake though, and I never meet anyone named Jake. I need to find Jakes. I don't really like the name Jacob though. It's ok, but it's too bible-y.

Then there was other drama that was a carry over from last weekend. I feel this is resolved and he knows what he has to do.

Then I talked to Todd who came with Jack and Jack's roommate Jason (J names!!). Todd has been in a relationship for 7 years, but hasn't talked to his boyfriend for 3 years. He said that it's a very bad situation. Jokingly, I asked if he was getting beaten, and he said "Yes, sometimes." WTF?

Then there was this guy named Kevin who started talking to Jeff and I. He had a shirt that said "I Can Be Your Private Dancer". Jeff told him, "Nice Tina Shirt". He didn't know what Jeff meant. So Jeff explained that he had a shirt that was the name of a Tina Turner song. Well, he didn't know that because HE DIDN'T KNOW WHO TINA TURNER WAS! I mean, he doesn't have to be a mega-fan, but he's never heard of her. We talked to him and he's 18, works at Hiller's and was kicked out of High School. He's a High School Dropout. He hasn't lived with his mom for 7 years. He lived with his grandparents for a few, lived in a group home for one year, and then moved out on his own when he was 17. It turns out he also doesn't know who Cyndi Lauper, Pat Benetar, the GoGos, Belinda Carlisle and RuPaul are. It was insane. He need to be learned good.

Then I met Mike's friend Claude, who I kept calling Klaus and eventually I said, "I'm just going to call you Klaus from now on, okay?" He said I'm the only one that can call him Klaus. Sweet. He was very nice and funny. When the "Love is a Battlefield" video came on I said, "I love it when the Hookers unionize at the end," and he laughed. That means he's cool.

Now it's time for finals again. I'm scared of Evidence. 90 Multiple Choice. Barf. I feel like I know it pretty well, but Evidence and I do not good bedfellows make. Other Exams should be fine. Allegedly the curves for both Estate & Gift Tax and Fed Tax is a "high B". Rock! I really want a good grade in Fed Tax because it's 4 credits. That would so help my GPA.

Oh, and someone on the last day of my evidence class asked "Can we get two different rooms, one for people who want to sit quietly and take their test and the other for loud people?" What the hell! Learn to deal with distractions. I'm going to rustle papers during the exam. Anything for an A.... I wish!

Recently, I have learned that everything is related. Maybe this isn't really new, but I haven't realized how interconnected everything is. And it's based on respect. And some kind of vague "chi" concept. I think if you live your life towards maximizing your "chi" or just good energy in general you will be happier. I've also learned that it's not that easy. You have to organize, plan, focus, harness, harvest, foster your chi until it amasses into a strong life force. I need a strong life force. I've decided I've had enough negative energy.