I am taking the LSAT today. This is the big test that decides which law schools I can go to, so I have to do well. Taking this into consideration, I made it a point to put off studying for it as long as possible. Finally, as Friday of this past week rolled around, I decided to crack open the prep books with 3 days to go. I can’t study at my house due to distractions, so I migrated over to Village Inn (they have free coffee refills). I munched on my Denver Omelet and began studying. Here is what I learned. Read the rest of this post »
LSAT People Watching
Posted 2009.06.08 by Seth CosterCategories: life
Tags: games, inn, logic, lsat, panera, people, village, watching
So long, Uganda (Part 1)
Posted 2009.05.18 by sacred atomCategories: peace corps
Tags: apcd, cd, country director, early termination, et, pcmo, pcv, peace corps, secondary education, uganda, volunter
I am BACK IN THE U.S. And, really, it would be difficult for me to be happier. Really difficult.
Why, you ask?
Well, in short, the Peace Corps wasn’t for me. I joined for selfish reasons and left for selfish reasons.
In long:
11 days ago, on Thursday, I hit bottom. I had only been at site for two weeks, had been unhappy since I arrived, and then, finally, for no apparent reason, I was tremendously sad all day. I randomly burst into tears a few times, and had no idea why. Everything around me seemed awful, I didn’t want to talk to anyone, my counterpart slighted me, the students took advantage of the fact that I didn’t know the rules, and I was just completely, absolutely, unhappy.
Get lots of free stuff!
Posted 2009.05.07 by Seth CosterCategories: life
I used to eat chocolate. My use of the word “eat” in this situation would be similar to using the term “fart” to describe a supernova. I ate a lot of chocolate. A normal day would consist of breakfast, followed by a trip to the nearby convenience store. I would buy a king-sized Hershey’s bar, which I would consume in under 3 minutes. That would tide me over until lunch. After lunch, I would make a trip to the nearby convenience store. I would buy a king-sized Hershey’s bar, which I would also consume in under 3 minutes. By the time dinner rolled around, I was so sick of Hershey’s bars that the only way to console myself was to eat another Hershey’s bar. I also approached M&M’s in the same ravenous fashion.
Ode to the Appendix
Posted 2009.05.07 by Sam CosterCategories: Poetry, humor, life
Tags: appendicitis, Appendix, cheetos, Explosions, flirt, food, healthcare, honoraries, hospital, Lock & Chain, nurse, nurses, Poetry, surgery
3 ish weeks ago my appendix tried to kill me. The lithe bastard pretended to be a stomach ache until he disabled use of my right leg, at which point I spied him, hiding behind my colon, and had the doctor fetch him out.
I had a great time at the hospital. Apparently far too good of a time. I flirted with upwards of 7 nurses (Sarah, Jennifer, Michelle….), and did everything I wanted, much to the dismay of my caretakers.
“Sam, are you ready for some solid food?”
“Well, I already ate half a pizza and a bag of cheetos two hours ago, so I’d say so, Michelle (:D)”
Tell An Epic Tale
Posted 2009.05.05 by Seth CosterCategories: life
Tags: book, church, convert, tale
In response to my own call for action 4 posts down, I’ve been working on ideas to keep myself busy for the summer. There are a huge number of things I could do (besides working myself to death). I could learn another chord on my guitar, thus increasing the number of chords I can play by 50%. I could take night classes. I could learn to break dance. Sure, I could do all of those things, but I have a better idea.
I don’t know how many of you who read this blog have had conversion attempts made on you, but let me tell you: it’s hilarious. Read the rest of this post »
Uncomforting Earth, some poetry
Posted 2009.05.05 by Sam CosterCategories: life
Tags: atheism, cheer leading, College, Crash, death, Earth, Injury, iowa, Karma, Poetry, Washu
ALRIGHT, BITCHES.
I wrote this poem for a lady named Betty who is on the cheer squad with me. Betty does the majority of the crazy flips and tucks and 45ft-air stunts that we do in Cheer leading. She’s thrown by myself and 3 other beastly dudes, and, despite the injuries we incur, we always catch her. Once, for example, Betty did a back-flip but broke it halfway through, coming down in an attempt to belly-flop into the floor. We told her
NO.
And took care of it.
I wrote this because Betty learned how to do a move called an X-OUT during practice, where she does a back flip but sends her limbs flailing out into an X shortly before tucking and falling to the ground. It looks AWESOME.
That being said. She had just completed her first successful one when our coach said
“Okay, now do it with a twist at the end”
Several “WTF” murmurs later, we threw Betty 45 feet into the air, she x’d out, twisted, and came down funny so that I was caught off guard and unable to catch her. Read the rest of this post »
IMAGINARY RACIST
Posted 2009.05.05 by Sam CosterCategories: Genius Ideas, Rants, humor, life, thoughts
Tags: AIG, atheist, Bear-Sterns, cheer leading, Flirts, Gay Marriage, god, ism, Mormon, Open-Mind, Poetry, race, Racism, religion, Rumors, Sexism, Sluts, subway, Utah, Wash U, Washington University in St. Louis
Apparently, I’m racist.
YES!
I know I’ve been working on a campaign to end self-segregation on WashU’s campus and have been an ethnic slut in the dating game at this university but,
LITTLE DID YE KNOW,
I am a racist.
YES!
This has given me possibly the best ammo for poetry I’ve ever received, aside from a 90-hour hellacious weekend I’ll also immortalize with teh interwebs when it’s not 10 hours (FUCK) before my macroeconomics final.
I dated a gorgeous young lady, let’s call her…BEAR-STERNS. My relationship with bear-sterns was great till we hit a rocky patch and I decided to end it, with the rationalization that my feelings had dissolved due to an unforseen complication.
NOW. That is all that I told bear-sterns 5.5 ish months ago, in the midst of a cold December and only weeks before my birthday.
THAT BEING SAID.
I was recently informed that I don’t date black women. Let me repeat and stress the parts of this sentence I find markably hilarious and awesome. Read the rest of this post »
Something Must Be Done.
Posted 2009.05.05 by Seth CosterCategories: life
Tags: action, atheism, call, dogma, religion
I read all of these stories from Adam’s well-constructed blog posts. They are inspiring, to say the least. He is putting himself in the middle of it all. He is voluntarily living in one of the poorest countries in the world, teaching science and technology to people who barely have a hole to shit in. He is working to make a difference with the tools he has (a brilliantly analytical mind and a resilient personality). And yet I wonder, is it possible to treat the disease, or can we only treat the symptoms? Adam recounted to me a story of a witch doctor that passed through one of the towns near where he was living at the time. A man had gotten sick shortly after. The townspeople concluded that the man was sick because the witch doctor had placed a curse on a huge, ancient tree in the town. They got together and chopped down the tree.
Some drunk guy tried to steal my bike!
Posted 2009.05.03 by sacred atomCategories: peace corps
Tags: ajon, bicycle, bike, drinking, drunk, maintenance, mechanic, peace corps, steal, thief, uganda, volunteer
There’s a nice bicycle shop owner in town (also John, there isn’t a large diversity in names here) who I’ve been taking my new bike to. I bought it in Kumi last week and it has been giving me all sorts of grief ever since. It’s front tire was completely flat when I got hom, the back wheel is misaligned (and also spins funny), and all of the little nuts and bolts are slowly undoing themselves because, apparently, locking nuts don’t exist in this country. But anyway, John has been taking decent care of me, told me to bring the bike in some morning or early afternoon to get the wheel lined up right.
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