Monthly Archives: November 2006

"Emily, they’ll follow your lead by the letter"

Thanksgiving break was a very nice vacation from Bowling Green. I got a few things done at home, and saw friends and family. Thanksgiving dinner ended with half of the family sitting around a fire in my cousin’s backyard. After most everyone left, Paul, Sarah, my brothers and I went to see Borat: Cultural Leanings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan. I enjoyed it.

Friday night the whole family got together again for pizza at Aunt Ann’s house. The girl cousins played cards while the boy cousins fought over who got to play the next game of Halo. I’d rather play Uno any day of the week.

Amy and I also got to see Christopher Guest’s latest film, For Your Consideration forgiven because 1. Fred Willard, and 2. Fred Willard with a , which I loved. (That’s unfair, because anything with that cast I will absolutely adore.) At some points, I wished that they had made it in his usual mockumentary style, and I almost feel like they did originally and changed mid-shooting. A lot of the shots were handheld, and I thought that the sections with Fred Willard were a little awkward. That section of the movie was completely forgiven because 1. Fred Willard, 2. Fred Willard with a fohawk, and 3. Fred Willard dressed as Sherlock Holmes with a giant magnifying glass.

I’ve also got my paws on two new delectable little musical gems: Ys by Joanna Newsom, and Songs for Christmas by Sufjan Stevens. I have been listening to Songs for Christmas pretty much non-stop for the past few days. I feel like he has given his fans a fun little present (that I only had to pay 16.99 for!) The little box came complete with a sheet of stickers, a song book, a “family portrait” (is that really his wife and kids? anyone know?) oh, and five CDs full of Christmas cheer. Merry Christmas, Sufjan. I haven’t really sunk my teeth completely into Ys yet, but the first track is long and beautiful, and it’s called “Emily.” I need to take another long listen. I love my harp-playing elf!

UFO Benefit show is Thursday night. I’m very excited to hear a night of good music, and know that my $5 is going toward supporting student film making. It’s at 9P at Howard’s. Who’s playing? The Tapes, Pseudobook, Joey Catullo, Nate Cogan, A Friend of Mabels, and One Nation Under.
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In addition to the usual “I am thankful for my family and friends” I am going to add that I am thankful for my education, living in a country where I can pursue the livelihood I choose, my health, and all of the general goodness that has been put into my life in the last year. I have no right to ask for anything more.

Things at home are still pretty slow. Like every holiday, my father decided that it was a good time for a home improvement project. Mark and I were woken up fairly early (for it being a holiday) and told to put on our shoes and meet him in the roof. About an hour later, Mark and I were (reluctantly) up on the roof. Dad was in a fairly good mood considering we had not made it out on the roof yet, and he is usually in a bad mood if he is working on any sort of improvement project (he is not handy.) I soon realized why he was in such a good mood: moments before, he had opened Michael’s window from outside, poked the leaf blower into his room, aimed at my sleeping brother, and turned it on. Yelling ensued, my father’s hysterical laughter/crying also ensued. The rest of the time on the roof, he thought it was very funny to point the blower at his good helper children (opposed to his bad sleeping child) and laugh as our hair and clothes flew around. While on the roof, Mark sat picking at the roofing, I danced and teased the neighbors’ dogs from over the fence.

Consumerism overtook Amy and I yesterday as we wandered the aisles of Target. We stumbled upon the holiday aisle and found lots of fun goodies packaged especially for the holidays, and neither of us could resist buying at least something from the area. I stumbled upon two Christmas flavors of Jones Soda: egg nog and super plum. The sugar plum was very tasty, but I have yet to untwist the cap on the egg nog flavor. But why wouldn’t I like it? I love egg nog, and have yet to try a Jones Soda flavor that I did not enjoy (this includes the chocolate flavor.)

Countdown to Berens Family Thanksgiving: 2 hours

101, LOL, 5, %

We reserved Campbell Hill 101. Matt quickly pointed out that it was Campbell Hill LOL, which then got changed to Campbell Hill 5 (101 in binary is 5) and then was changed to Campbell Hill %.

So, next year the girls from Frazee 14 are living in Campbell Hill 101 LOL 5 %.

Things at home are slow. I think I’ll go over and bug my Texas cousins at Grandma’s.

clap your hands

I had another wonderful weekend. I had Friday off from work, and I spent the entire day with friends. Friday night my neighbor from freshmen, Jacky, year invited us over for an early Christmas party, and we got to see Becky, as well as Pete and Jeff. We also had people over that night. Jacky, Becky, Pete, and Jeff did not come over for that.

Our apartment has become a gathering place for all of our friends. This is odd, seeing that of all our friends, we have the smallest apartment. I guess my room mates and I are just that great.

Meg and Kyle enjoy cheese (Kraft Singles) and wine (from a box)

Saturday evening Corey, Matt, Meg, Mike, and I went to church at St. Al’s. Every week I enjoy that church more; I’m very glad that Steve brought me to a Catholic church in the area that I feel good in. Before mass, a woman stood in front of the congregation and greeted us. She said “Welcome. We are glad that you are here.” I doubt that she even thought twice about saying it, but it was very heartfelt and I believed that she was glad that we were there.

In a few minutes my room mates and I are heading downtown to reserve an apartment. We’ve decided on Campbell Hill. Frazee 14 is a great location, but there is simply not enough room for the four of us. Marie and Candice are sharing the large room, and Meg and I will get the other two rooms. I’m already excited to move in (in August…)

I have one more class until I can go home for Thanksgiving. My Texas cousins are in town; I can’t wait to see Grace! My father told me last night that she is doing very well after her surgery back in September.

Also, anyone hear about this? Oh giant media conglomerates, when will you stop fighting?

i love clap your hands say yeah.



  • Toilet: replaced…at 8:30 AM. I was not a happy camper.
  • My bike finally broke, and I can no longer ride it. This happened while I was riding my bike to editing class, and I had to turn around and carry by bike back to the apartment. Then I was late for class.

I remember thinking that a lot of other things went horribly wrong, but I can’t think of them.


  • Saw Bill Pivetta
  • Got out of both Video and Editing early
  • Heard one of the new Sufjan Christmas songs on the radio. (“Get Behind Me, Santa”)
  • Caught up a little with Seth

How I need to really work on my research paper. I’ll be at Grounds all night.

Moonsik <3

Editing was amazing today. Moonsik played our chroma-keying projects, and then he gave us presents (candy). He was very jolly, and he let us out of our two hour class an hour and half early.

I did something bad today: went to the craft store. I managed to buy only two odd postcards (they feature generic animal photos and the words “HELLO FROM BOWLING GREEN, OHIO” stamped on the top), and some yarn. I’m already a few inches into my next scarf.

OU this weekend was amazing. I saw Amy, my brother, Nichole, and a few other surprises from Centerville (namely Phil Clark.) The ride there and back were pretty fun as well. We stopped at Sonic in Nelsonville, and listened to The Boss. Candice relieved me for the final leg of the trip, and we were back with time to spare before Candice’s newspaper meeting.

me, mick: berens siblings

I have lots of work ahead of me this week. I have a research paper on feminist theory and Sex and the City due on Thursday, and more script analysis also due on Thursday. All I want to do is hang out, though. And eat cheese sandwiches.

Toilet Broken: #5

Our toilet is broken again, for the fifth time this year.

Greenbriar needs to replace our toilet, or go ahead and schedule a weekly visit to Frazee 14.