Pot-luck Thanksgiving; "Squeeze through like the Chinese do!"

Pot-luck Thanksgiving: This is the first party me and Mike threw at our new apartment. He slow-cooked a turkey w/ stuffing and potatos around it for 20 hours and made a French Onion soup. Scrumptious. I cleaned for 3 hours and supplied the beer. Other people brought a nice assortment of veggies, wine, and desserts. It was really nice and everyone had a good time. We had about a dozen people here. As usual, the girls got together and chatted about this and that and the guys played video games.

"Squeeze through like the Chinese do!" Some guy sitting next to me and a friend at a coffeeshop said this to his friend trying to squeeze between two tables. What the hell?? If I'd known what that meant, I might've been offended. Is that a common expression? Do Chinese squeeze through so many things that people think everyone should squeeze through like us? Is he saying we're small and bendy? Am I expected to squeeze through things easily? *Mental note: Squeeze through more things.* My friend and I just gave each other a look like, "Huh?" and started cracking up when he said that.

Saturday belated Thanksgiving: A friend of ours took on an entire Thanksgiving meal by herself, turkey, beef brisket, gravy, spanish rice, shortbread cookies, etc. all made from scratch and invited tons of people. Also, a lot of fun. Met a lot of cool people and went on a couple "nature walks."

It's been a good week for studying as well. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday I really slacked off and did absolutely NO studying. Then Friday and Saturday I hit the books for a combined total of 12 hours. It was beautiful. I never knew studying 7 hours a day could be so gratifying. I'm not sure if I'm being sarcastic anymore about these studying comments. On one hand, I'm not a huge fan, but on the other hand, I do get something out of it. Today, I did a few hours of research and am at work now. While here, I have to print up and read some more Family Law cases. After work, I have to get like 20 books from the library.

I can't wait until the semester's over.

Hell Week Is Over!

Hell week: brief, exam, 400 pages of reading, work, classes.

Rejoice, hell week is over! I'd be giddy if I weren't so tired. So, now I get to take the night off and hit the books some more starting tomorrow. Does it ever end? Um, no, not so much. Thanksgiving break is coming up, but I'll take that one day off and catch up, research, study, and work the rest of the "break." Then, exams in month. Oh, well. It's good for the soul. Or something.

Sometime this weekend, maybe tonight, I'm going to see The Incredibles. It's light and fun... like me. Someone actually said that about me today. A roundabout comment that made my day : ) Then Sunday, hittin' the town! Whoo!

Ok, that's enough excitement for now.

Toilet paper and Legal woes

Oh my God, someone reads my blog other than loyal friends who don't want to hurt my feelings! I'm so surprised and happy to hear this.

Ok, Anchorman Friday night. As long as I'm a college student, I will take advantage of every free activity I have any interest in and fits in my schedule. College students are such scavengers.

I feel like I really need a trip to Jamaica or Amsterdam.

I may take another class w/ my performative fiction professor from last semester. That class was so much fun... never again, will someone appreciate a work of art created on toilet paper. The prof actually wanted a copy of my story to hang from a toilet paper dispenser roller thingy mounted on her office wall. So, it'll come down to how my schedule works out for the law classes, but I'm either taking Experimental Fiction or Asian American Women's Autobiography next semester.

This is Mike's week in limbo at work b/c he requested a transfer to a new store which doesn't have an insane soon to be parole officer who steals everyone's sales through sheer meanness. The new store is way better. The store before was in a mall in the boonies that's closing and has only 4 stores left in it.

*sigh* My poor mom and her legal woes. There are some very fucked up things in the Taiwanese court system. I don't think there's contempt, you can sue someone for breaking up your marriage, and the judge can force someone to give up their house or car to pay off a debt. This is what I've gleaned through the last few weeks... I may be totally wrong and be imagining things. Feel free to correct me if I am.

Winter Break

Hopefully, Mike and I will be able to get away to Florida this winter break to see family and friends. I don't have many friends left down there due to just not keeping in touch, but my best friends are down there and I miss them a whole lot. I'll be able to take some time off, but I'm not sure about him. It would be nice to go to Philly and see some of Mike's family for Thanksgiving like last year, but I have so much work to do for school, I'm pretty much stuck here if I want to be a responsible student for once. Never again am I working 25 hrs a week and taking 15 credits. On the bright side, I'm registering for next semester in about a week. I'm looking to take 3 Law classes and 1 English class.

Strippers galore :D

Wow. So, swinging weenies isn't silly. It's actually pretty hot. Two carloads of us college girls (one from Germany) got there around 11pm and didn't get home until 4am. We were surrounded by too many hard, sweaty Canadian boys. I thought I might have a problem w/ the whole objectification issue like I do w/ female strippers, but, nah, I didn't. I think it's a different atmosphere, though, a male and female strip club. Girls are out to have fun more than they're out to get turned on. Plus, guys so rarely get objectified at that level, I don't think they see it as a loss of power at all. They like the girls, the girls like them, it's a fun time and they make a quick buck. Yeah, girl strippers think that too, I'm sure. It just felt different. Probably b/c I'm a woman more than any other reason. I have more respect for strippers now - it takes a lot of work to look that good and gyrate that well. Not to mention the porn star feature we couldn't stop ogling at though they all looked pretty much the same. I wonder what goes on in the private rooms. Anything and everything for the right amount of money like a female strip club, I'm sure. We had a great time, some of the girls got lapdances. Highly recommended for any girl who is able to see several penises at one time w/o compromising her moral character. We cheered, leered, patted some hineys, gave out some dollars, saw a vampire looking stripper douse himself with an oil can of water, a cowboy who recommended we save a pony and ride him, a doctor w/ glasses, a Navy guy, etc., shlongs big enough to guide airplanes, and weren't even drunk. Lots o' fun. It was a good bonding experience, too ; )

Disgust & Ladies' Night

So, now that it's all over, rather than breathing a collective sigh of relief, New Yorkers are collectively sighing in disgust and anger. Nothing political, not even the 2000 election, has ever personally hurt before, but, even though I knew Bush would probably get reelected, it's still a shock. I do wish we had a better candidate, though. For another four years, we have a dimwit with the moral aptitude of a turkey baster as the president. It'll be nice when we have the respect of the international community again and I won't have to be embarrassed of my country's leader. I can't believe I'll have spent my 20's with someone that inane in office who I don't agree with on anything. At least it hasn't dragged me down all day like yesterday.

*sigh* To allay my anger and disgust, a bunch of friends and I are going to see nekkid Canadian guys shake it this weekend.

And tonight, Mike and I are seeing Manchurian Candidate. I'll have a little blurb about it probably in a couple days.