Stream of Consciousness in fits and spurts

When you don't know what to wear, buy something new.

'Non stop' is a kind of cognate in Polish. So I could say 'I've been eating Halvah non stop' and not only would it be a true statement, but also one understood by Poles.

People have gotten drunk from candies with alcohol, and they liked it. I have some candy with alcohol right here. If I eat it all and get drunk, will I like it?

Bryce is stumped and dazzled by this quote: "I have seen the best minds of my generation: starving, hysterical, naked." Personally, I find nothing particularly strange about this. It describes me in November.

Random fact for today: The ashes of Gene roddenberry (creator of star trek) and the "johnny appleseed of LSD" along with other people are orbiting earth as we speak. Buried in space. Bryce likes this idea and thinks having his ashy remains orbiting space could be 'peaceful.'

If I feel that in some ways I can relate to Prince Myshkin, does that make me an idiot also?

I like that it snowed all day today. I don't like that I had wet feet all day today.

"Pee-pee" in Polish is "shoo-shoo." So when people have to go "shoo-shoo" it means they have to urinate, but for some reason it makes me think about taking a dump rather than leaking the lizard.

Was that too crude for a blog? You should have heard the things I wanted to say and some which I did say today waiting for the morons at the Immigration office for my visa. The meeting didn't happen because I read the letter wrong and came at the wrong time, so who's the moron anyway. Just like I left my bag of dancing clothes at WU and didn't realize it until the middle of Russian Phonetics when I had to put and egg in a boot and beat it to the Polonicum and back just in time to run into the locker room to change and accidentally see a naked man in the shower. It's not my fault. I didn't know he was in there. But I really don't give a rip about being modest when I am changing any more. I rip my clothes off like the rest of them all the way down to my undies to share my endless story. This is why it is important at least on Wednesday and Thursdays to wear matching bra and "panties" which is a word I really don't like. But in general it is good to match down to the last layer. And if you can't find a matching bra and panties, well go without one- like the dread-locked German girls in my former Polish class.

Snow is nice, but dangerous. I am destined to fall in the midst of a crowd on slippery, dirty sidewalk. I am furthermore destined to die falling down or up a flight of stairs.

My name isn't Eliza Jane and no one has ever called me the wild rose. Although one guy at school calls me Dory. I think he is a little deaf.

And no one has to buy into my "I'm not bitter" speech. It's not for sale anyway. I want to keep it all to my selfish self cause it's mine! mine! all mine!

I eat the same thing for breakfast as the President of the SDA church in Poland does. What is your claim to fame?