Um, so I've been spending the last month or so re-reading all my entries, private and public.

And I've
a) changed as a person
b) stopped using fuck so much
c) was totally depressed back in Cali
d) seem to do better in an academic setting, even when trying to kill faculty members.

My cell phone died last night (Sat night) and so I get home, back to Lewiston, plug in the charger, and turn it on and I've got like 40,000 text messages from Kevin.

Sometimes the boy just can't make a decision on his own.

Must be his military training.

Sarah Palin. Lying about Barack Obama is a naughty, naughty thing to do.

Madagascar seems nice this time of year. Maybe that's where we will run away to.

In a medium bowl:

combine 1 1/2 cups of all purpose flour
1/2 tsp salt

Cut in:
1/3 cup of shortening

Add 4 tablespoons of ice cold water, one tablespoon at a time.

Should resemble coarse crumbs.

Dice 2 very large Granny Smith apples.
Toss with sugar and cinnamon (about 1 tbsp sugar to 1 tsp cinnamon. I always add a little nutmeg) in a large bowl.

Let sit for about 10 minutes.

Mix in dough crumb mixture.

Bake in 9 in pie dish or small pan for about 30-40 minutes at 350 degrees.

Top with whipped cream or ice cream of choice.

(this recipe is a Ellie Jones original, until proven otherwise)

Yes, my lovelies, it's that time of year.

The Oscars are this Sunday. Snarky, snark time. I LURVE IT. I love how I like/hate Hollyweird all at the same time. One day I will be done with it and toss it out the window on its ass.

Until then, ( who I think will take the Oscars... )

The last 3 minutes of "Cinema Paradiso."

Okay, so my pics on the Kodak CD finally, finally came back today (damn you Labor Day!) So, without further ado, some pictures from my road trip from West to East

Starting with the departure point.....Redlands, CA
( The LaRocca Family )

( Sacramento Visit. HSC 07! )
And with that, I left California, heading east on I-80! Driving pictures, Mt. Rushmore pics, and Buffalo pics up later!

Cut, paste and repost with your A,B,C's!!!


A - Age you got your first kiss: 17

B - Band listening to right now: The Last of the mohicans soundtrack

C - Crush: On anyone I know? Um, I don't know any real people right now. What about Uncas? He's hot. He can rescue me any day of the week.

D - Dad's name: Dennis.

E - Easiest person to talk to: Still Rachel, I'd have to say. Tho Chris is sneaking up the list. Weird.

F - Favorite bands at the moment: Benny Goodman with Helen Forrest. I know, right?

G - Gummy worms or gummy bears? Neither. I love chocolate. No use denying.

H - Hometown: I was born in Sac, but I consider Buffalo home

I - Instruments: none

J - Junior High: albert einstein then will rogers

K - Kids:I have a nephew but my womb shall remain barren.

L - Longest car ride ever: Buffalo, NY to Sacramento, CA to San Diego, CA. Last year. Broken Cd player; only the radio. Gah! And it looks like I will do it this year unless I cave in and either a) buy an ipod or b) install a CD player.

M - Mom's name: Paula

N - Nicknames: ellison, el, hey you! jonesy

O - One wish: to become a librarian! Or be rich. I'm thinking the latter.

P - Phobias: Alzheimer's, AIDs, cancer, living alone---and being okay with it.

Q - Quote: "Our life is not so much threatened as is our perception." Emerson

R - Reason to smile: Going back to Buffalo, finishing grad school. I'm a stronger, braver, better person than before.

S - Song you sang last: My lip gloss by Lil' Mama.

T - Time you woke up [today]: Surprisingly, 9 am. And I went to bed at like midnight.

U - Unknown fact about me: I bite my nails. And I am secretly afraid to date.

V - Vegetable you hate: Eggplant.

W - Worst habit(s): biting nails.

X - X-rays you've had: My ankles, my shoulder, and my brain!!!

Y - Yummy food: many, many things but right now i'm craving mom's blueberry muffins.

Z - Zodiac sign: Capricorn. I will die old and alone and crazy. Like EA Poe. Of CONSUMPTION!

I've been bit by a spider in my sleep last night!




So, tomorrow I'll either be dead or dressed in tights, saving the city.

Getting nothing done.

Anyways, I'm going to be the Teen Facilitator for California Homeschool Conference in Sacramento during August.
http://hscconference.com/index.html

So far, I'm basically going to be conducting the opening for the teen conference and running a meet-n-greet. I have to write a bio for the program. This is what I have. Comments? Critiques? Appreciated

"Ellison Jones can often be found in libraries and river side cafes asking odd questions about raft trails and if whales can swallow prophets whole. A poet-philosopher, who hates the title, Jones spends her mornings reading 19th c. American literature and her nights writing her master's thesis. She is excited to be part of this year's homeschooling conference and to hear what kids have to teach her about being an interesting (thus good) educator."


There is no word limit or anything. But I want to be brief. Here's a sample of someone else's:

"Curtis Adney
Curtis Adney, J.D., M.S. is an author, trainer, and life coach. He conducts 140 seminars a year throughout the West coast to thousands of adults, teens & pre-teens on academic, career, and personal success. He has a Bachelor's Degree in psychology from Fresno State, as well as a Master's Degree; and a Juris Doctor Degree from Brigham Young University.
What Were You Born to Do? (A/T)"

What do you think of mine? Too long? Boring? Too avant-garde?

So very frustrated with everything right now.

My mom wants me to go see her in Arizona this week, because its the only time she has off. But she doesn't answer her damn phone and her neighborhood is so new its not on any maps yet. I want to know how to get there, but she doesn't return calls. Took her two days just to connect me to my stepdad via her. Guh.

Also, Dave and Busters charged my card twice because their system failed Friday night. Trying to get it fixed and they are not returning my phone calls. Dude, I didn't even finish using my card. I gave it away. Give me back my 14 dollars that I did not spend! Stupid manager--"if it fails, that means it didn't charge you." Me: No, it said it failed to authenticate the D&B card, not my card. If it didn't charge my card, then the machine wouldn't have given me a card would it? Manager: Let's run your card just to make sure. Stupid. Stupid Ellie. Should have just left then.

Went through 100$ already, mostly on groceries and gas. And still no word yet about my final paycheck.

Why is it that I can be on top of my shit but no one else can?