tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40135462011-04-21T11:01:07.793-07:00Where the Weak are Killed and EatenRead. Enjoy. Rinse. Repeat.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comBlogger951100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1071805653768388102003-12-18T19:47:00.000-08:002003-12-18T19:48:48.653-08:00So, how about I throw EVERYONE off, and post a little bit on my blog? Yeah, that's right! I'm posting! It's only been... oh... 4 months or so. Well, everything's slowing down here. I have one more final. And it's a paper for Poli Sci due tomorrow. (Read: I have no more work to do). What a great semester. Great people, good times, good food (well, sort of), (some) good professors, (some) good Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1060396385378240552003-08-08T19:33:00.000-07:002003-08-08T19:33:05.330-07:00So it's Friday night at the lake. I went to see "The Complete Works of William Shakespeare Abridged" for the third time in the past four years. It was hiliarious. It starred Josef Hansen, Jonathan Croy, and Allyn Burrows. Hansen and Croy were both in the production that I saw four years ago, and were just as funny as ever, if not more so. Allyn Burrowsl, one of my favorite actors at Shakespeare Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1060091725054487452003-08-05T06:55:00.000-07:002003-08-05T06:55:25.043-07:00So, I am at the lake. And I am writing this. Thus, I got my new laptop. And it rocks my world. This thing is the shizzle. I can write, go on the internet, play games, and all in glorious widescreen. Of course, it isn't a Mac so it doesn't have letterbox widescreen, but I think that would be overkilll for my purposes anyway. This thing is huge, and a lot of fun.
So not much special has happened Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1059528190194011572003-07-29T18:23:00.000-07:002003-07-29T18:23:10.146-07:00I got some good news from Ryan today that suggests that Meghan does understand that I am romantically interested. I sound like a third grader. Anyway, I don't want to post too much about my involvement (or lack thereof) with Meghan and as it stands now, there's nothing to say anyway since I haven't really even established that she understands my intentions.
So I'm going to the lake for three Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1059263583339238992003-07-26T16:53:00.000-07:002003-07-26T16:58:11.806-07:00Well, I got a mysterious IM from Tuttle yesterday evening that said that "people in higher places" suggest I ought to call Meghan. It turned out people in higher places meant Julie Z.C. So I said, what the hell. Why not? Oh, I remember why... cause it would be embarrassing and the feeling of rejection sucks ass. That's why not. But being the idiot that I am, I took Meghan's number from Tuttle, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1058844968038422552003-07-21T20:36:00.000-07:002003-07-21T20:36:07.906-07:00Tuttle thinks I should call Meghan Mejewski (still spelling?). I'm a loser. I don't have her number. A double threat that equals me not calling her. Plus, it was so long ago, she would have forgotten who I am.
I went to the Dancing Goat to hear Ryan DJ and hang out with peoples like Tuttle, Christian, Duncan, Madeline, Scott Robinson and Eric Lindberg (the first two people I saw and knew there),Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-1057534295448700702003-07-06T16:31:00.000-07:002003-07-06T16:31:35.436-07:00I hate this world. Hopefully this isn't some sort of odd depression or psychosis forming within me, but I just cannot stand it any longer. Today's events (which are not any sort of major mark in my life) made me realize this.
I caddied today along side an older caddy named mark. He's a black man with a worn face, who looks much older than he probably is. He has a slightly mishapen nose, a Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-959096562003-06-21T22:26:00.000-07:002003-06-21T22:45:26.000-07:00So, I just finished watching "Plan 9 From Outer Space," the worst movie ever made. No, really. It has won several awards for worst director of all time and worst movie of all time. It contains such riveting dialouge as "Future events like these will affect you in the future," and (as said by the "highly advanced alien race") "You're stupid! All of you! Stupid... Stupid... STUPID!" It contains Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-954496002003-06-08T20:58:00.000-07:002003-06-08T20:58:46.646-07:00Oh, Columbia, thou hast taught us,
The path that we should tread.
By thy rules of life and honor,
In our work and prayer we're lead.
Through the years of life's hard struggles,
We care not what's in store.
For thy motto is our motto,
And our cry "Excelsior!"
Ah, yes. The Columbia Alma Matter. If you don't know it, learn it.
The Nets just lost. I'm going to go cry myself to sleep. *sob, sob sobJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-947148902003-05-21T19:04:00.000-07:002003-05-21T19:04:07.176-07:00Tired Tired Tired. A familiar refrain.
I'm was crap today at the Essex County math tourney. Blech. The team did not do so well, either. Oh, well. Tommorow is Hall of Fame, which should make up for my lackluster performance. I cannot remember the last time I had a real week of school. Just send me to college already.
Miles, as it turns out, is keeping a great collection of various teacher quotesJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-945570252003-05-18T18:23:00.000-07:002003-05-18T18:23:30.723-07:00Okay, so I haven't updated my blog in a while. So sue me.
Like I said before, ADOCH was amazing. Of course, that was a couple of weeks ago, so my memory of it is starting to fade... but it was terrific. In short, everyone I met was amazing. I spent most of my time there with two girls, one who's name I forget from Atlanta (gorgeous blonde from Atlanta), and the other was named Elizabeth (a Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-931746992003-04-24T06:08:00.000-07:002003-04-24T06:08:58.240-07:00Sweet mother of mystery! I cannot begin to explain in words how great ADOCH was... mainly because I have to pack to go to Penn Relays in Philly. So when I get back from that, there will be a complete recap of my (so far) amazing break.
-JoelJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-930246722003-04-21T20:58:00.000-07:002003-04-21T20:58:13.356-07:00Going to Brown tommorow for ADOCH. Should be great. Immediately going to Penn Relays afterwards, so don't expect posts for a few days.
-JoelJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-929606592003-04-20T20:05:00.000-07:002003-04-20T20:05:28.826-07:00Last night was good. The easter bunny came early. I went to Ryan's house where I recieved late b-day presents from both Ryan and "The Lydia." Ryan got me an awesome DVD of "The Kids in the Hall" live tour. Lydia gave me some homemade pottery which totally rocks (officially named "Mr. Green: Lydia Pot Extrodinaire." Lydia thought of the name, and I don't know what her reference is, but I'll just Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-929037742003-04-19T14:25:00.000-07:002003-04-19T14:32:09.000-07:00In the spirit of Miles:
Report Card...
Fitness... A+ (For kicking ass at every test and being"officially" the most fit student in the class)
Orchestra... A (Even without going to the class once in the past two months)
French.... (Oh wait, I don't take a language. Hahaha, suckers)
English... A (Ms. Petrizzle, what were you thinking? Your grading system is worse than Docs. A, B+, A? At least Doc Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-926906572003-04-15T19:56:00.000-07:002003-04-15T19:56:06.340-07:00So it's my 18th birthday, but I don't feel like an adult. Maybe it was the birthday cake that kept me with this youthful feeling. Good birthday. I got some cool stuff. Two books. One called "The Trial," by Kafta (?) and the other is "Catch-22" I've been meaning to read "Catch-22" for a while and I trust my mom on the other one cause she's got good taste. My dad got me "Shakespeare in Love" on DVDJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-924650412003-04-11T20:04:00.000-07:002003-04-11T20:04:21.560-07:00The meet was comme ci comme ca. Although we never got the final score, I'm sure we lost. Most people ran either off events or ridiculous numbers of events because they were on punishment (Chinoso, Donny, Kevin Ross). Some people had a really good day (Julien won the 400 IH, second in the 800, and ran a low 25 in the 200, Owen won the 200 and 400), some had a decent day (Christian: high 66 in the Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-923323892003-04-09T19:39:00.000-07:002003-04-09T19:39:48.796-07:00Meet tommorow. The hope is that it will finally be the first meet. Even if it rains, as Jackson pointed out, Randolph is hardcore and will have us jumping into pits of snow. We'll just have to out tough 'em.
I was watching CNN today, when a story came on about how this American solider in Iraq climbed a 20 foot statue of Saddam and put an American flag over his head. This by itself was rather Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-921902582003-04-07T18:59:00.000-07:002003-04-07T19:01:33.000-07:00What will it take to stop the work (it's a snow day, yet I found homework to do)? Bribes? Karma? A Faustien deal? Whatever it takes, I'll sign the dotted line. Here, I already pre-pricked my finger...Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-921739602003-04-07T14:12:00.000-07:002003-04-07T14:14:25.000-07:00A recent reader of my Uncle's blog commented that my blog (along with other teenage blogs)are, "the banal monologue that is a teenager's life, or rather, the journal about their life." I have to say, my blog does rather pale in comparrision to his. I forget his name, but his blog is fun. Really, though... were those comments necessary? Yeah, probably.
This just in: It's snowing in April outside Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-921196742003-04-06T19:07:00.000-07:002003-04-06T19:07:08.966-07:00Oh, and I forgot to mention that last weekend, WE KICKED SO MUCH ASS AT RUTGERS ACADEMIC CHALLENGE LAST WEEKEND!!!! Admittedly, I thought we were going to be ass. But we weren't. We were amazing. I don't know how. In the Regional Qualifying match (that was last weeks competition) we came in fourth out of thirty-nine teams. We move onto the semifinals and we are amazing!!!Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-921194322003-04-06T19:02:00.000-07:002003-04-06T19:04:38.000-07:00So, I haven't posted in a few days, and, frankly, I have no excuses; I'm just a bad blogger. But my Uncle put me on a guilt trip today by referencing my blog on his blog. Hey, Miles and Matt, you're famous now, too!
Speaking of Miles... he got into UVA, Wesleyan (aka "Little Brown") and Williams. I'm strongly pushing for Williams because I love that school so much. I think I really just love theJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-915742882003-03-28T15:42:00.000-08:002003-03-28T15:42:48.653-08:00Since I've last posted, there's been some big news about colleges.
Ryan got into Emerson!!! (and is almost definately going to go there).
Brandon got into Haverford!!! (you should have heard how shocked he was... he's just waiting for Bowdoin, but he's really leaning towards Haverford)
Madeline got the Robertson Scholarship to UNC-Chapel Hill/Duke!!! (I cannot explain how prestigious it is in Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-914401802003-03-26T14:56:00.000-08:002003-03-26T14:56:33.106-08:00Rutgers academic challenge this weekend. Woo-hoo. I just hope we suck as much as I think we do, so that way we get eliminated quickly and painlessly, and therefore we have no more practices.
My mom's in West Virginia until the middle of next week, so I have the house to myself most of the time. Par-tay. Oh, yeah, that's right, I don't host parties. But if I did, this would be a perfect week to Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-912379982003-03-23T12:40:00.000-08:002003-03-23T12:40:10.606-08:00Thai food is thailicious. I'm not quite sure what I'm trying to say, beyond that it's very unique. Does it defeat the perienal powerhouse of Chinese food or, my personal favorite, the almighty Indian cuisine? The verdict is still out.
Yesterday's track scrimage was fun. I had to do a 5x600 m hurdle before the races, so I was sore during the events, but I only had to run one race. I decided to Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-910993022003-03-20T19:04:00.000-08:002003-03-20T19:04:09.670-08:00As I said to Christian, my body reeks of pain. Assuming pain can reek. Between the usual workout during fitness and the power drills in track, I am sore throughout my body, every tender muscle aching beyond belief. I haven't felt this good in a long while.
I hear the walkout during school was successful today. Unfortunately, I wussed out. Yes, I know, shame on me. I talked to Mr. Boni before Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-910274452003-03-19T17:30:00.000-08:002003-03-19T17:30:26.280-08:00Yes, the wit and witicism of Mr. Gulati. I know, I really don't talk about him on this as much as I should, but how can I resist talking about today?
For those of you who don't know Mr. Gulati (and God knows how you wouldn't. The man is more well known than the Pope.), he is a short, Indian man in his early seventies, who barely speaks a word of English, waddles, has frazzled hair which sticks Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-908210812003-03-16T14:42:00.000-08:002003-03-16T14:42:11.796-08:00As usual, another potentially productive weekend usurped by my penchant for laziness. Just the way I like it.
Highlights include staying at home, eating, going to Ryan's house last night for a dessert party and Ryan wasn't there. (Anne and I just chilled for a couple of hours. Caught up on old times. Also ate a lot of mighty good desserts. Contemplating getting a piercing... I like the idea of Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-907483352003-03-14T20:51:00.000-08:002003-03-14T20:51:32.420-08:00Oh No! A Revolution! I recieved the following in an e-mail from Christian earlier today:
"In an effort to usurp Andrew "Benedict (I will always be a runner no matter what stupid stick game I play now) Arnold" Tuttle's rankings, here I present my own:
1. Miles Klee: consistent post-musical reports have been entertaining. I appreciate thorough reports of his daily affairs plus humorous stories Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-906096992003-03-12T13:44:00.000-08:002003-03-12T13:44:06.500-08:00You had better all go to band night tonight to make me happy. "Kid Presentable" will be there, as will "dexGerr." Also featuring Mr. Goodbody (aka Ryan Sciaino) spinning the vinyl and maybe, just maybe me, MC Jolo, throwing down a rhyme. It's gonna be awesome. Even if you don't like the bands, don't like Ryan, or you don't want to laugh at me, come just to make me happy. See you there, y'all.
-Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-903382102003-03-07T19:50:00.000-08:002003-03-07T19:50:45.450-08:00Well, despite my steady standings in Tuttle's rankings, according to Christian, I'm last on his rankings. Thanks. I love you, too, Christian.
Funny story. So Christian and I were eating lunch in the art room with the intentions of doing math homework (which, of course, we never did). We were casually eating our lunches from our brown paper bags, talking about general things: love, life, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-902764292003-03-06T18:48:00.000-08:002003-03-06T18:48:19.280-08:00The Tuttle Rankings:
1) Jack Reilly- the ongoing Naomi saga and Tim/Ryan feuds are quite entertaining, rock on jack
2) Miles Klee- dropped one spot mostly because Jack updated more
3) Joel- No extreme factors either way, remains steady at #3.
4) Jacob- I haven't read Hamlet so I don't understand the poem, but I'll assume it's good. You lose one place for suggesting that people act like you, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-902701972003-03-06T16:43:00.000-08:002003-03-06T16:43:41.403-08:00I feel like this is sweeps week. Tonight Tuttle posts the latest ratings, so I need to suck up quickly. I don't have any porn at hand right now, but if I did, I would put it up to satisfy Tuttle's deepest needs. Since I can't, you'll just have to use your imagination.
(Insert Imaginary Pornography Here)
Mmmmm. That was good, wasn't it? Was it as good for you as it was for me? Well, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-902126992003-03-05T18:45:00.000-08:002003-03-05T18:45:10.936-08:00Hmmm. Is anyone else sort of sickened by the front pic on Dan's blog? It's just sort of disturbing. Also, while you're at his blog, make sure you go to the bottom of the page and vote "no" in his little survey.
So besides sleeping in, the big event of the past couple of days has been teaching Jacob how to tap dance. Very fun. He's not that bad, actually. When we were tapping during 6th period Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-900859752003-03-03T18:33:00.000-08:002003-03-03T18:33:38.060-08:00EVERYONE needs to go to band night next Wednesday, March 12 from 7 to 10. It's going to be awesome. It will be featuring "Kid Presentable" first, followed by DexQer (?). They're great bands, and it's a student council fund raiser so you know your money is going to a good place, not someone's pockets. Tell people. Come. Pay. Enjoy.
-JoelJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-900741682003-03-03T14:45:00.000-08:002003-03-03T14:50:07.000-08:00I was just thinking. I miss the "Stro" website. I think everyone should go back and post on the site. Stro Site
-JoelJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-900045522003-03-02T09:38:00.000-08:002003-03-02T09:48:47.000-08:00Official Andrew Tuttle Blog Rankings:
1. Miles Klee
2. Jack Reilly
3. (tie)
Jacob Winkler
Joel Weinberger
Yes, that's right! I am officially in third place on the rankings! That must be a new high for me!
This is a new ranking system run by none other than the AT (Andrew Tuttle). They will be based on a blogs performance from Sunday through Thursay. Rankings will be given on Saturdays. Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-899758242003-03-01T17:06:00.000-08:002003-03-02T09:35:25.000-08:00Yeah, so my life continues to be uneventful. I feel overloaded with work this weekend.... even though I'm not at all. I have to think of a thesis for Euro and a thesis for US. I think I'll do that tommorow, though. And as for my activities, I'm feeling rather bored at the moment. Saturday night, and I'm not really doing anything... arg.
The track dinner last night was good. The food, as usual, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-898808202003-02-27T20:08:00.000-08:002003-02-27T20:08:12.403-08:00I have nothing to do with anything Matt Baer has written on his blog, nor anything he has said in person. God knows how I got involved in this....
-J WeinbergerJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-897950822003-02-26T13:20:00.000-08:002003-02-26T13:20:57.873-08:00So, more unnecessary school today. The only useful periods were, as usual, physics and fitness. In physics we learned about Gauss' law, why it's important, and more electric flux stuff. God, this stuff is ridiculous. I miss the good ol' days of mechanical dynamics... F=ma.
Lunch was great, though. Jessica Borek, Benet, Christian and I headed out to Texas Weiner in South Orange. To my surprise, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-897463742003-02-25T17:30:00.000-08:002003-02-25T17:30:55.546-08:00So, the return to school has been... neutral. Nothing exciting on any level of the school front, except that I'm two school days closer to Brown. That's the way I get through each individual day now, thinking of next year. I feel my inspiration and desire to learn in Columbia slipping away with each passing day. It's not that I'm slacking. In fact, I'm doing better now in school (grade-wise) thanJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-896050802003-02-23T09:38:00.000-08:002003-02-23T09:38:19.590-08:00Last night was fun. Lot's of TV, but it was good... well, not good, but amusing TV. My parents were in the city for the evening, so I spent the night at Ryan's house. Jack and Laura came over to hang out as well. We set out to order pizza and Buffallo Wings from El Greco. When it arrived, we realized that they didn't give us any blue cheese for the wings. How dare they!
So it became our mission Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-894517392003-02-20T12:18:00.000-08:002003-02-20T12:26:09.000-08:00Vacation.
The ultimate escape, that always seems to end in boredom. Perhaps I'm just not applying myself enough, but I seem to be lacking things. I've found that my week has consisted mostly of shoveling, practicing magic, watching movies, interspersed with reading (highlighted by a few exciting evets, such as the rally). In other words, I'm really looking forward to a return to school. God, I Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-893488502003-02-18T19:35:00.000-08:002003-02-18T19:35:15.640-08:00Lydia is Ryan's girlfriend. I think it would, indeed, be hard to deny that. Gee, I hope Ryan got home safely?Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-893367982003-02-18T16:01:00.000-08:002003-02-18T16:01:36.410-08:00I feel that perhaps I never made this clear: Lucia and I are going to prom as friends, not as a couple. I had this sudden realization that I gave the impression that we're dating.
-J WeinbergerJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-892645782003-02-17T14:24:00.000-08:002003-02-18T11:26:36.000-08:00Well, folks, good news bad news time. Good news for you, bad news for me.
Good news:
I can now unveil the mystery that I have been tantilizing you with.
Bad news: The story
The day of the rally, I was supposed to go with Benet. However, when I arrived at South Orange station, she was not there, and she never arrived. I spent the day with Tim, and when I went home, I went online and saw that Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-892493042003-02-17T09:41:00.000-08:002003-02-17T09:41:47.876-08:00I just returned from the depths of outdoors. Dear lord, there is a lot of snow. Fortunately the shoveling was entertaining because, well, it gave me some long needed exercise and the snow is light and fluffy so it was easy to transfer. The only problem was the piercing, biting sensation of every hash flake on my face.
I suppose this means that I won't be seeing many people today. Ryan's still inJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-892193022003-02-16T20:00:00.000-08:002003-02-16T20:00:17.070-08:00Still in limbo.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-892140002003-02-16T18:07:00.000-08:002003-02-16T18:07:59.456-08:00snow snow snow!!!
Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-891723932003-02-15T20:37:00.000-08:002003-02-15T20:42:47.000-08:00Today was just a very fulfilling day. Unless things don't go as planned in the future. In fact, this is just an odd day. Between the rally and events that shall go unnamed for now, today's productivity and joy are totally dependent upon the future. Wow. How depressing. If the war fails, the protests will not have been in vein. And if the other unnamed event goes well, then I will be a very happy Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-891597222003-02-15T14:37:00.000-08:002003-02-15T14:37:51.136-08:00I just realized that I have been spelling "rally" incorrectly. My apologies.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-891569702003-02-15T13:16:00.000-08:002003-02-15T13:16:50.430-08:00Wow. Despite Benet completely ditching me, the ralley was awesome. In fact, it was awe inspiring. So many people, so many voices, so much passion. Even if you are pro-war, it would have been hard not to be at least somewhat moved by the power of the mob. If not emotionally, then literally. We covered four avenues, covered entire streets, and forced the riot police to break us up. And let me tell Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-891275302003-02-14T20:11:00.000-08:002003-02-15T20:54:19.000-08:00Final Score:
Brown 80, Princeton 73
72 years of playing at Princeton, and Brown finally wins!!!! Of course, it's the one game I go to! Christian sucked the loss up well and faked a congratulations to me. He probably wasn't faking it. I put way too much into these games. It was fun, though. I sat in front of these hardcore Brown fans/students who taught me some stuff. For instance, you call the Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-890581352003-02-13T15:17:00.000-08:002003-02-13T15:17:15.253-08:00Arrrgh. Agrivation beyond belief. Today was subtly annoying. Nothing too major has happened that will destroy my life, but it slowly has added up. And it just culmiated with my discovery that I can't go to the Berkshires this weekend because our friends can't get to their house because of snow! No skiing! So, in other words, if you have something to do this weekend/week and you want/need me to Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-888863102003-02-10T18:16:00.000-08:002003-02-10T18:16:22.750-08:00Well, I just learned that Benet hates boys. At least, that's according to her away message. Hmmm. I think she owes everyone an explanation about that.
Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-888703762003-02-10T13:15:00.000-08:002003-02-10T13:15:20.200-08:00I guess I should begin by apologizing for a previous entry. A retraction of sorts. The other day I mentioned that Benet and Kim asked me to post that they are both hot. Well, it was me. I wrote that on my own volition and because of my basic insecurities with these sorts of things, I attributed the quotes to them.
In other nes, Jessica Borek has begun her own blog. It's a great blog in a world Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-887849222003-02-08T20:57:00.000-08:002003-02-09T19:05:51.000-08:00Jamnesty was terrific. I have lots to say about it, but it's midnight, and I'm going to a diner cause I'm hungry. I'll write all about it tommorow.
-J WeinbergerJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-887400532003-02-07T19:43:00.000-08:002003-02-07T19:43:38.730-08:00Despite the lack of people contacting me for activities today (not the least of which were attractive females between the ages of 16 and 18, unless Jacob Winkler is a closet transexual), my snowday was not a complete bust. For starters, I lost a fitness class, but still managed to fit in a large number pushups and crunches. At Jacob's house, Jacob, Christian and I did pushups and crunches based Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-887052652003-02-07T06:16:00.000-08:002003-02-07T06:28:43.000-08:00NO SCHOOL! Well, actually, that means no fitness. Damn.
If you're reading this blog, and you want to do something, call me. Hell, if you don't want to do anything, call me. And if you don't know my number, look it up in the damn school directory. Please, someone call me. Preferably the someone should be an attractive female around the ages of 16-18, but anyone will do. I don't care how well I Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-886825152003-02-06T18:43:00.000-08:002003-02-06T18:43:49.940-08:00Everyone MUST go to Jamnesty this Saturday at St. George's Church. Bands Start at 12:30 in the afternoon, go through 11:00 at night. It's going to rock. And, for those of you who do not already know, it's a fundraiser for the Amnesty International club at Columbia, so its for a good cause (not just my pocket). Come, and bring someone you know. Hell, bring everyone you know. And if you really wantJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-886692252003-02-06T13:54:00.001-08:002003-02-06T18:56:01.000-08:00Anyway, I've clearly been violating my own resolution to write in this blog more often. However, I'm going to be putting more effort into it now because it recently dawned upon me how bad school is now. Few of my classes are worth the time educationally (basically physics, fitness, and calculus.) Others are amusing (Statisitcs, English), but are really unproductive.
But my reader base has been Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-886692612003-02-06T13:54:00.000-08:002003-02-06T13:54:38.936-08:00Oh, and I almost forgot. Many props to Bennet for the ride home.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-884076792003-02-01T20:50:00.000-08:002003-02-01T20:50:01.340-08:00Wow. Columbia Explosion. What can I really say? It's a travesty. So are the explosions in Tel Aviv everyday. I just don't know what to do or feel. Sad, I suppose. Yet, I just sort of feel awkward writing this down.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-884073632003-02-01T20:42:00.000-08:002003-02-01T20:42:13.020-08:00Christian is good. Everyone should see him in a positive light.
Today was good. Today was great. It was weekend. What could possibly have gone wrong? I spent a lot of time with Ryan, going to Millburn, to Woodbridge, to BBQ dinner with my parents, and home again. A lot of time spent achieving little. However, we did manage to post some Jamnesty flyers in Vintage Vinyl in Fords, NJ. This probablyJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-883614182003-01-31T19:56:00.000-08:002003-01-31T19:56:31.946-08:00The world just became a little bit more twisted. As it turns out, just about everyone reads Jacob's blog. Okay, maybe just 1/3 of my Stats class, but that's pretty amazing, especially if you consider it representative of the school (of course, as Stat class would point out, to take such a sample and consider it representative of the whole would be rediculous. A pure convienience sample. Ahhh, theJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-881961432003-01-28T20:05:00.000-08:002003-01-28T20:05:37.556-08:00WolfpackEleven: Sure, anybody can buy uranium! It's easy. Just call, 1800-IAMADIABOLICALTERRORISTDICTATORWHOTHEFRENCHLIKEMORETHANTHEAMERICANPRESIDENT
WolfpackEleven: and just order awayJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-876513262003-01-18T13:13:00.000-08:002003-01-18T13:13:59.290-08:00I almost forgot the humorous highlight of yesterday. The following dailouge was in English.
Joel: You know, slut is a relative term. No one can really be a slut, it can only be applied to people.
Rest of class: (murmers of huh? what? I don't get it)
Joel: One man's slut is another man's girlfriend.
Rest of class: (laughing hysterically)
Mrs. Petralia: Unless she's a lesbian...Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-876412202003-01-18T08:10:00.000-08:002003-01-18T08:10:52.353-08:00Sadness. Why is it that a single defficiency in ones life adds so much pain throughout the entire body? I suppose that, biologically, it is probably a good thing to have such pain about lack of romance, but, hey, I thought we had escaped the reins of evolution. More on this later.
Yesterday was most interesting, if a bit bizarre. School was nothing too exciting, except for the special dance Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-875109082003-01-15T18:55:00.000-08:002003-01-15T18:55:35.413-08:00http://wolf.cyberstreet.net/index.php?ref=357016 Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-873283832003-01-12T17:28:00.000-08:002003-01-12T17:28:21.253-08:00So, yesterday I attended this gathering for New Jersey kids admitted early to Brown. It was down in Spring Lake at the home of the man who interviewed me. His name is Carlos, and he is class of 2000. Let me tell you, if this is how you live two years after graduating from Brown, I have made an excellent decision. His house is half a block from the boardwalk, extremely large, with magnificant Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-871991632003-01-09T19:29:00.000-08:002003-01-09T19:29:38.390-08:00Another thing I almost forgot. Philippe, if you are reading this, my car's name is "Eloise," so don't you dare try and take my name for your car.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-871991242003-01-09T19:28:00.000-08:002003-01-09T19:28:58.546-08:00I almost forgot. Tuesday's '24', I have decided, was the best episode to date in either series. For lack of better words, it was fucking amazing.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-871989812003-01-09T19:25:00.000-08:002003-01-09T19:25:52.823-08:00118-82? The Nets are far superior to the Kings. This loss was extremely dissapointing, and ruined an otherwise magnificant, if not sporadic, day. Started off with, as usual, a facinating physics class Mr. Morill. It built into a good day of fitness class. Lots of laterals and military press. Next came Boni. We essentially did nothing except talk as Boni marched about the room, pretending to checkJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-870387112003-01-06T18:59:00.000-08:002003-01-06T18:59:07.493-08:00More arguments with Jacob today about economics. More great Gulati quotes. No homework. Good day. I got a DBQ back from Boni, on which I got the same grade as Christian. That made me happy enough, but then Mr. Boni went on to say that the paper was, "Joel, this was an excellent paper." He usually does not take the time out to specifically compliment me. That was most satisfying.
I went to my Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-869768982003-01-05T14:47:00.000-08:002003-01-05T14:47:01.333-08:00Wow. Am I tired. And I didn't even run that much compared to others. I ran the 1000m at Iron Hills Conference championships yesterday at around 8:00, and I ran in the 4x800m today around 1:00. Not fun at all. While the meet yesterday was pretty much a big bust and dissapointment for the whole team, today's race was a great surprise. I'm not positive, but I believe today we came in third overall, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-869763282003-01-05T14:30:00.000-08:002003-01-05T14:30:45.703-08:00SuperStarHope: i watched all 4 dicks!!
ThisMilkIsHot: you can tell me later
SuperStarHope: NO!
ThisMilkIsHot: ?
SuperStarHope: and with commentary!!
SuperStarHope: on LOTR
SuperStarHope: ok g night
ThisMilkIsHot: you watched all four dicks?
ThisMilkIsHot: ooohhh discs
ThisMilkIsHot: i was so confused
Hmmmm. For some reason, I felt like I should post that.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-869465722003-01-04T20:06:00.000-08:002003-01-04T20:06:22.033-08:00Well, it's been a while since I last posted, and this will be short because I just got back from a track meet and I have another tommorow morning. It is horrible. I have stories to tell of tonights meet, but that can wait until tommorow. The most important thing that I must post is... Sunday's Times (tommorow)... New Jersey Section... Front page... JOEL WEINBERGER AND CHRISTIAN SAHNER!!! Oh, yes!Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-864196692002-12-22T19:53:00.000-08:002002-12-22T19:53:22.586-08:00Finally, I finished all my Christmas shopping. Two days of non-stop buying and lose of money. $100 later, I am fulfilled. It was an excellent feeling to put the gifts under the tree.
On a more important note, inbetween shopping the last two days, I spent most of my time with Ryan and Lucia! (Actually, I spent most of my time with Ryan anyway. We went shopping together). Man, it was great to see Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-863484832002-12-20T20:31:00.000-08:002002-12-20T20:31:50.823-08:00Two Towers was divine. I am a better man for having seen that movie. And it was surprisingly different (I thought) in style from the first one; David disagrees with me on that point. Whatever the case, it was a thrilling movie experience that left me wanting more, much more. Hell, I even cried... once. That's what Gollum/Smeagol can do to a man.
My big question of the evening is this: will PeterJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-862518982002-12-18T19:30:00.000-08:002002-12-18T19:30:54.136-08:00Matt has waaaaaaay too much time on his hands if he's writing such long blog entries. Maybe he's got a sentient robot doing it for him...Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-862392712002-12-18T14:26:00.000-08:002002-12-18T14:26:52.723-08:00YESSS! Got my Brown tee-shirt and hat today. They're are amazing. I feel like going to school again today, just to wear my new paraphenilia. It was very exciting; I got home, and my mom pointed my towards the front hall (I came in the side door). It was almost as exciting as finding out about my admittance.
I need to go and do homework because I have to tutor someone for physics tonight. I guessJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-862008392002-12-17T19:46:00.000-08:002002-12-17T19:46:49.253-08:00Oh, and Hope, what's with the Sweedish stuff on your blog?Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-862007712002-12-17T19:45:00.000-08:002002-12-17T19:45:23.363-08:00Hmmm. After Christian interrogated me about my previous post, perhaps I should clarify Ms. Peniston's statements. She declared that our class is less deep than last years, which I find extremely hard to disagree with. She was not at all insulting our class as a whole, nor was she attacking the fact that we've had so many deferrals. In fact, as I pointed out, she was trying to justify them with Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-861789922002-12-17T11:22:00.000-08:002002-12-17T11:22:08.483-08:00So, this will be short because I'm in the library, but Ms. Peniston just informed me that, indeed, our class is weaker than last years. That's a very dissapointing and depressing thing to hear. She is none the less upset with all the deferrals/rejections. Aparently, colleges are saying their early applications are up about 20% from last year. That would partial explain the deferrals/rejections, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-861445552002-12-16T18:53:00.000-08:002002-12-16T18:53:36.366-08:00I would just like to quote Matt B. here: "I am allegedly smart"
Hmmmmmmmmm. Talk about ambiguous.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-861443102002-12-16T18:48:00.000-08:002002-12-16T18:48:44.706-08:00Today was a let down. After a weekend of such euphoria, not much happened, and what did happen... was evil. My elation about college was killed when neither Miles NOR Madeline got into Georgetown. I mean, wha?!?!?! Who the f**k do they think they are? They're Georgetown, now Harvard. In anycase, justice was not served, but the world must continue. I felt awful since David was in such a bad mood Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-861313722002-12-16T14:09:00.000-08:002002-12-16T14:09:25.063-08:00AAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!! MILES WAS DEFFERED! I have yet to hear from the rest of the guys....Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-861313272002-12-16T14:08:00.000-08:002002-12-16T14:08:45.910-08:00Well, all in all, we've actually had a decent year on the college circuit so far. Swarthmore, Washington U. in St. Louis, Cornell, Yale, Princeton, and of course Brown. Not too shaby. I suppose our decisions are not nearly as depressing as I initially thought them. Now we await decisions from Weslyan (I think that's how you spell it...) and Gerogetown. Best of luck to Miles (G-Town) Laura, Jack, Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-860003342002-12-14T11:45:00.000-08:002002-12-14T11:45:12.220-08:00I just heard that Adam got into Yale! Congratulations! Way to make it the track quad-umvirate, or something! Congratulations also to Erica who I hear got into Washington University in St. Louis.
Well, the euphoria is still settling in on me from my own fortunes, but others at Columbia have not been nearly as happy (besides Christian, of course, my fellow ivy-leaguer who got into Princeton). I do Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-859204512002-12-12T17:04:00.000-08:002002-12-12T17:04:27.250-08:00I GOT IN!!!!! BROWN TOWN, BABY!!!!Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-859075022002-12-12T11:35:00.000-08:002002-12-12T11:35:43.303-08:00I am writing this from the ever-boring US history class. Mr. Knox was absent today, so we went to the computer lab today.
3 hrs, 46 min, 20 sec...
3 hrs, 46 min, 19 sec... I am going to collapse waiting for the answer... I am have funny things to say, but I'll wait until later to say them.
J WeinbergerJoelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-858728872002-12-11T19:12:00.000-08:002002-12-11T19:12:33.570-08:00Hmmm. So the ultimate question was posed to me recently, the one which I know most people have been waiting for an answer to. From Hope Bowers (who I really don't know, further than she dates David), "Weinberger......why are you reading my blog anyways.......all it is are inside jokes and poor spelling[?]"
Now, to answer this is simpler than one might think. In a sick, twisted way, I am feeding Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-858565952002-12-11T13:15:00.000-08:002002-12-11T13:15:21.786-08:00Are they friggin' kidding me?!?!? Brown says that I can find out about my admissions decision on their website tommorow, Thurdsday, December 12th at 6:00 PM EST. OH MY DEAR GOD AM I NERVOUS!!! I think I'm going to go cry and pee my pants. On a related note, Dartmouth is finding out at 4:30 today by e-mail. Ah, yes. At least I shant be the first to find my fate. I suppose it's irrational to be as Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-858176312002-12-10T19:20:00.000-08:002002-12-10T19:20:50.716-08:00Note: I just broke my nutcraker. That sucks.Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4013546.post-858125452002-12-10T17:35:00.000-08:002002-12-10T17:45:41.000-08:00Welcome to my humble abode. Or weblog. Or Blog. Your choice. In any case, it all amounts to the same thing: an outlet for my own narcissistic tendancies. So, enjoy, read, return, repeat.
Jacob Winkler has been insisting that I should start my own weblog. I would retort by saying that I find more pleasure in reading others and finding my name and that I would be boring. He would reply, "This is Joelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09775595871313685896noreply@blogger.com