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| Thursday, April 27th, 2006 | | 3:38 pm |
Ok, so, the fact of the matter is I think livejournal is a really good way to know what your friends are up to most of the time, but for now it's not my venue of choice. I won't flatter myself thinking that everyone who lists me on their friends page really cares to keep in touch on a regular basis, but if you're reading this right now, then I care to keep in touch with you. So, if you want these, here you go: Email: josimon@brandeis.edu OR joanna.leigh@gmail.com (I check them both every day.) AIM: Leigh Elsmere Phone: (610) 310 - 9381 Photos: http://leighelsmere.zoto.com/ (Again, I don't really expect that everyone reading this cares to look at my pictures. If you're bored enough, here is where I post the normal red-cup genre along with any other photos of life as we know it or digital images of art I might make. Disclaimer: I never said it was good art.) Also, I am a really big fan of old fashioned mail, and honestly, will send you letters/baked goods/mix cds (and starting in September lots of cool shit from London) for no reason if you leave me your mailing address. I'm just sayin. To Brandeis kids whom all the 'keeping in touch' stuff does not apply to, I'm quitting Livejournal and I'll see you, most likely, later today. Bye! | | Monday, April 24th, 2006 | | 11:59 pm |
For your birthday, I bought you a street.  Happy, happy birthday. It's a milestone, considering you are what, 65 million years old?  Love, J | | 1:45 am |
Spring Break.
 Two fine gents.  One fine dog.  A finer than fine lady.  OK... fine. | | Wednesday, April 19th, 2006 | | 11:39 pm |
I would have waited the 21 minutes until your actual birthday...
...but I am feeling geriatric and must go to bed. Happy birthday Jake! Always remember what DK said... (I can't think of anything good right now that he said. so you can fill in a meaningful quote to suit your needs.) May this year be the best year you have this year! Love, jo Current Mood:  sleepy | | Tuesday, April 18th, 2006 | | 11:25 am |
Home is good. Super dull, but there's nice weather, sleeping in, and I had a rocking visit from Neena and Josh. Matt Ator, were you home last weekend and driving on 202 south? I am pretty sure that Easter candy is kosh for passover, which is word. Does anyone have any suggestions of where to apply for part-time work this summer? We went on a bikeride downtown and it was super neat but now my butt hurts. la paz, Jo. Current Music: Miles Davis - Venus De Milo | | Tuesday, April 11th, 2006 | | 1:03 pm |
today is really fucking with my system for some reason. i dont feel tied down to anything, not even, say, the earth. the guy who lives below me has been listening to ani difranco for the past 18 hours or so and im about to go down there and give him a tatse of real feminism, which is to say i will beat him repeatedly with a box of tampons. spring break starts wednesday. im staying up here until friday to show my brother the Boston schools. spring break at home will consist of a possible visit from one miss neena, organizing myself for summer, and applying for part time summer jobs. (i have applied for an internship in the city and if i get it will still want to work part-time. if i dont, will work full-time.) living at home this summer is not ideal, but it is the best situation monetarily, and i do admit i like to be with my family. i dont know who else will be around. if you wanna holler at the comments and let me know, that's cool. if you don't, that's equally cool. thinking about the summer and updating LJ has made me realize that i get made fun of substantially more at home and in cyberspace than in person at school. cool jokes. hmm. now i gotta go find a box of tampons. | | Tuesday, April 4th, 2006 | | 12:44 pm |
so i was clicking around allison's latest post (i never read the 'alice' books, but the banned books list intrigued me...)and i came across this classic.  did anyone ever read this or get a chance to skim it? i dont remember much other than how the author instructs kids to pronounce penis: "It's like peanuts, without the T!" | | Monday, April 3rd, 2006 | | 10:42 pm |
| | Sunday, April 2nd, 2006 | | 10:17 pm |
I do admit, I like the sun. The change in the weather has been nice, it's really enjoyable to wake up and not see gray skies or hear weatherbug chirp at me because "Boston is freezing over and you need to wear like a bajillion and three pairs of socks today." BUT i dont like how people talk about it all the time and blame things on the positive change in atmosphere. Like, yeah, it sucks to have to sit inside on a beautiful day and write a research paper, but thats what wireless is for, and, hell, do your work at night. something i inevitably realize at the end of every day (or sometimes at the beginning or in the middle): holy fucking shit i am so lucky i am so lucky. something i realized at the end of this day: these days we are really unfair to old people. think of all the progress (or digression) that our society is making without poeople (generally) over the age of 65. i mean, what is up and coming in the field of technology? most of our grandparents have no idea how an ipod works and that shit is so 2004. and what about art? like, you cant expect an 80 year old dude to walk into an empty space with a siren blaring and a couple minimalist photos or some grafitti on the walls or like ten vaginas and be like "yeah i totally get this." i mean, maybe, somewhere out there, you can. do you know what im saying though? i think something i dread the most in this life is when my kids will come home from school and be like susy got a hovercraft can i have one? and ill just be like...wow...razor scooters man, razor scooters. and then my grandkids will come over for thanksgiving and they'll be like sorry grandma, i dont eat turkey, i only eat MOOOOOOON BIIIRDDSSS and they'll cackle as their little jet propultion packs carry them up up and over me, standing helpless and arthritic with the 15 lb turkey i just spent five hours cooking and no one will eat. i think i will start looking at more internet porn to try and stay abreast (ha!) of the future. | | Wednesday, March 29th, 2006 | | 9:32 pm |
"Things are good, and good is peace, and peace is doves, and doves is moustaches." - A.M., circa 2005 Anyways, they are. Good. Things, I mean. Studying abroad could not come at a better time. All the things I like about Brandeis are getting better and better, but all the things I don't are getting worse and worse. (That includes uh, actually going to school.) I dont really have much to say. I'm officially going to be home this summer. I am applying for some internships in the city and hope to find some work on the side. That's it. Doves out, J 90s themed parties??   noooo problem.  Current Mood:  indifferent | | Saturday, March 25th, 2006 | | 1:51 pm |
| | Friday, March 17th, 2006 | | 3:57 am |
DID YOU KNOW????
A tortoise can live up to 140 years old. Amazingly some do despite the fact that a tortoise must never fall on it's back, because a tortoise on it's back is a dead tortoise. Two animal rights protesters were protesting at the cruelty of sending pigs to a slaughterhouse in Bonn. Suddenly the pigs, all two thousand of them, escaped through a broken fence and stampeded, trampling the two helpless protesters to death. American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one olive from each salad served in first-class. I am trying to study but all I can think about is:  Going home for a week in April. Paintings Drums Buying a new camera? (WITH WHAT DOLLA DOLLA BILLS YO?) WHERE ARE ALL THE MENS love. joanna. Current Mood: it's peanut butter jelly time | | Sunday, March 12th, 2006 | | 12:25 am |
| | Saturday, March 11th, 2006 | | 1:24 am |
A - Applying to study abroad in London this fall. B - Buccoglossal syndrome C - new Computer, on which I am writing this. D - Dork, (in on a friday.) E - Excited for spring. F - Furry, is what my legs are. G - Gross, (see above.) H - Hair color; growing out...to dye or not to dye? I - I need a summer Internship. J - I'm Joanna, I'm here, get used to it. K - Klepto...I stole a loaf of bread from Usdan today. L - Letters. If you leave your address, I'll write you one. M - Let's face the facts, I have a Mom Ass. N - Nervous about getting into London program mentioned above. O - the O.C., like heroin. P - Petey, the best puppy in the world. Q - Quails are rad. R - is for Rayna, whose idea I stole, and Rugby, the wonderfulness that brought us together. S - Squash, which I will be playing in approximately 12 hours. T - Tired: which I am now, and hope to be after said squash game. U - Ultramarine blue: the color of all the oil paint on my arm. V - Vision impairment, I need new glasses. W - Warm weather, at long last. X - Xenobiotics, which Van Gogh took, and subsequently might have driven him crazy. Y - Yellow dress I cant wait to break out in a few weeks. Z - Zee Germans are coming. Current Mood:  coldCurrent Music: Semisonic | | Friday, February 24th, 2006 | | 8:02 pm |
SOME THINGS.
IM PRETTY SURE I KNOW WHO WATCHES THE 'LYMPICS. THROATS ARE WEIRD. AND... WHERE IS DAVID KARP? Current Mood:  busyCurrent Music: belle and sebastian | | 12:56 am |
"Good story Hansel!"..."Hey, thanks Olaf..."
i went on spring break, i came back. my dorm is empty, (classes dont start up again until monday,) so i decided to look around a bit. i went into the kitchen, (one kitchen for two buildings, about 300 kids?) where i had never been before. i opened the fridge. inside, there was a note that covered a small can. the note read: "i havent brushed my teeth in three weeks and im disgusted by this." i lifted the note, and underneath it, there was a half eaten (it appeared to have been eaten right out of the can with a spoon,) tin of 'spam.' Current Mood:  impressedCurrent Music: Michael Jackson | | Friday, February 17th, 2006 | | 11:19 am |
 holla! Current Music: the white stripes | | Sunday, February 12th, 2006 | | 3:59 pm |
We got worries.
The subject line of this entry is the same as my last, but hopefully very few of you saw it or took notice of any of its meaning, (or lack there of.) We got worries...but none too messy. I dont really do all that much at school, when you splice it up and look at it in type. I work, a lot...homework, schoolwork, job work, workshop. I'm editing one of the Brandeis litmags, (because once a litmagger always a litmagger...fattitude to the max...) and it's actually extremely rewarding..there's a lot of talent in our little club. Mostly solid fiction writers, but a few new freshman who have poetic promise and one who is probably the funniest writer ever in my life. I know, you all care. what else do i do...i dont even know. i tap dance my face off. and i love it. and i am a giant dork. this is something i am not too worried about...yet. We got worries? do we? i really like my classes this semester. I feel like, for maybe the first time, my schoolwork is starting to reflect some faint semblance of who i picture myself to be years from now. For the first time, i want to take it with me and keep it around so i can use it in the "real world," (of which I am more and more convinced everyday does not exist.) I mean, in middle school, they told us high school was the real world. WRONG. High school was all about college...the real world....WRONG AGAIN. so, this time I'm not counting my chickens...I feel like the next step might be just as much of a bubble. The only thing I can really foresee bursting this little notion I have of security is maybe having children...because when you become so totally responsible for the life of someone else, the "real world," (and all of its perils,) may come into play a bit more. we got worries. what else do i do with my life in the present? i try to meet people everyday but it is hard. it is hard. the social powerhouse gene must have slid off my DNA or been plucked out by the buccoglossal syndrome*. i was much better at this when i was younger...but i am not sure why at all. I hope it does not get worse. There's a worry. It's so so funny and so so true, that inside our bubbles which we have come to love so dear, and with our school and our friends and our dollars, we got worries. we got worries when we sleep and eat and wake and dream and google (told you i loved that shit.) Im taking a painting class and I absolutely dont get it. art might be something i suck at. sometimes though you just got to boost the bass and take things for what they are. im not worried. love joanna ps.(here are some pictures beeeeeecause it wouldnt be livejournal without sappy attempts at poignancy at lots of camera whoring.)        *Buccoglossal syndrome is a nuerological illness affecting muscles in the body but most easily recognized by the temporary paralysis of the tongue and mouth and periodical loss of taste. It showed up two weekends ago and was diagnosed by the brilliant and most worrisome Brandeis health center a few days later. It is still here, loud and clear, but I don't got worries...this baby should go away on its own. Current Mood: sweetCurrent Music: none | | Wednesday, February 8th, 2006 | | 10:02 pm |
tonight at dinner...
some guy comes over to the the table and he's all like "sign my petition israelisraelisrael..." and we're like "whaaaaa" and he's like "sign my petition to take nuclear weapons away from the middle east!" and we're like "no." and then he walked away and fancy john decided that nuclear warfare was "da bomb." Current Mood: project FUNwayCurrent Music: project runway | | Saturday, January 21st, 2006 | | 3:22 pm |
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