Happy “Oh Crap, Too Much To Do” Day.

I just noticed that I said nothing at all about racquetball in my last entry… well, your loss… no, but seriously folks… I’ve been playing racquetball like a mad-racquetball-playing-man… My right biceps is getting a lot stronger, where as my left biceps is still the flabby disgrace it has always been. Stupid muscle. I am really enjoying this game (except for the losing to Gabe), I play it every other day for about 2 hours. I get so wrapped up in the game I don’t realize that I’m actually exercising… What is this salty secretion? Sweat you say? If I keep up with this game, maybe I’ll become ‘in-shape’ or good at it… I’m hoping more for the second choice.
Today has one of the most hectic days ever… I went to my one class (Oh, yeah, that one class must eat away at my time), and than had to get a cake for Mary-Jo, Make signs for the hall dinner, throw the hall dinner, make a creative display that people could write on for Mary-Jo’s birthday, and finally throw a party for Mary-Jo… First off I shall pontificate (see, college is good for something) on the hall dinner: This dinner was the biggest catered dinner (we have the catering company on campus make us a mean) I have ever seen, we had 50 people sign up, and more than 50 come to the actual dinner. I did feel bad, thought, because there was not enough food for everyone… I think catering gypped us… they are always trying to pull one over with the housing staff… I’ll show them, some day. That aside, it was nice to have most of the hall eating together and hanging out…
Subject change: Mary-Jo’s Birthday. I actually had a lot of fun setting up this birthday gala… even though it was rushed and I find most things like this insipid. But I had to put that extra special “Chris charm” into the event. First off I got her a really nice cake, this was verified by my staff, as it was inhaled with in minutes of the cover being taken off. That was good and all, but it is not the best part, while I was hanging around the Area Desk in the Hamilton complex, I came up with the idea of making a lot of little papers with the phrase “Happy Birthday Mary-Jo!!!” on it… so I made about 150+ of those papers, varying in size and font… then with a handful of glow-in-the-dark ants I filled her mailbox with the combination…. she said she “loved it” and that they spilled all out, “Happy birthday’s…” and glowing ants all over the floor. I feel a certain amount of pride in that. With the help of Elizabeth, I made a giant MJ (about 6 feet by 3.5 feet) with the ‘M’ sitting atop the ‘J’… and “Happy Birthday” was written on one of the sides of the ‘M’… Then the staff signed it… it was very nicely done (a little self-kissing-up never hurts). The party went off without a hitch, we surprised her with her cake and giant initials…. I got a big hug and a “You did a great job” from Mary-Jo… I just kind of sat there grinning like a kid in a candy store, but I assure you, dear reader, that a great sense of accomplishment was besieging my small human brain. Well, I must adjourn to study, I have a midterm next week for Environment Philosophy… let us part with the one word that will be sole occupant of my mind “Phenomenology*.”*

Phenomenology, 20th-century philosophical movement dedicated to describing the structures of experience as they present themselves to consciousness.

About Wellsy

Chris is a twenty-something Special Education teacher and Football coach in a little town south of Eugene, Oregon. Chris happily lives with his beautiful wife and his terribly uncoordinated Grate Dane named Moose. Chris has been known to travel, like reading, wanting more time to writing, be in the outdoors more, and generally not befoul the world.

Posted on January 29, 2001, in people i know, school and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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