Friday, April 14, 2006

i heard you're gangster. that's cool. i'm gangster, too...

for all the fly honeys out there who love a baaad boy...

Monday, March 13, 2006

come to the dark side...

so i worked opening shift this morning, but got off at 8.15. it was only a 4 hour shift, which, apparently, is the "princess" shift.
so i was/am "princess for the day."

wtf is up with that?

did i mention i have the most obnoxious coworkers, ever?

Sunday, December 25, 2005

motherwell's desperate, defiant assertion...

as long as i'm sorting through folders for stuff to delete; from july or early august 2005:

i had a conversation with one of my girlfriends from college the other night, and i asked her if she had heard that jonathan, my old roomie, whom she knows, is now engaged to be married. she had, and we then compared weddings we had attended recently (thank the good lord that june is over,) and came to the unspoken conclusion that we are both missing something. or, more accurately, someone in our lives. so we said our goodnights, and hung up. i can't speak for her, but i felt just the slightest twinge of awkwardness at saying 'goodbye' - it's like a part of me wanted to extract the promise that if we were both still single in two years, irregardless of prospects, we would marry each other.

i guess i've just seen too many movies. i mean, how unreal is that?! granted, this young lady is the total package - she's intelligent, great sense of humor, a fantastic dancer, easy to talk to, yada yada yada.... does anyone else see the problem here? the problem is not that i'm missing someone amazing to share my life with. the problem is that i am not focused on making myself the most loving, charitable, honest, chaste, understanding [yada yada yada gifts of the Holy Spirit...] person that i can be; in a word, Christ-like.

you and i, my brothers and sisters, will not find our completion in ourselves. nor will we find fulfillment our spouse - current or future. we find completion, fulfillment, rest, peace, [yada yada yada fruits...] in Christ alone.

i cannot speak for any of you, so i will simply speak for myself. the baptizer said of christ, "i must become less that He might become more." he spoke for himself as well as me. i am not a saint, but i do desire to be holy - to be, wholly for God. i'm all bout it bout it when it comes to being for God. it's the being "wholly" part that's the rub.

at this point, i would like to acknowledge my more educated friends, and issue a preemptive strike: i'll send you the definitions of my terms and my footnoted references in a later email...

what is the point of this?

1. i am truely happy, and in jonathan and christine's case, giddily joyful, at the news of two people seeking sacramental marriage in Christ's church.
2. society, which has in part conditioned me to both reverence and revile the esoteric concept of "marriage," can kiss my ass.
3. i am focused (with many, frequent, and varying distractions,) on discerning and preparing for God's design for my life, and praying for the grace to do this thing right.
4. i want to reaffirm that despite my failings, i am perfected in my imperfections.

4 out of 5 doctors agree...

i found a post that i typed up last spring, but never posted. it was written in early or mid may of 05. i was starting to review for the final exam with one of my frosh classes. one of my students raises her hand and says, "mr zelasko, i have a question, but it's off topic. can i ask it anyway?" to which i responded, "why don't you write it down for me?" don't you love answering a querstion with another querstion? but i know what you're thinking - 'what the heck did the note say?!?'

it said:

"hey mr. z!

emily uses carmex chapstick
+ that is told to give
people lip cancer + she
is forming a lump in
her lip + its white.
is it cancer?

*heart* taylor

write back"

i distinctly remember biting my lip so as not to chuckle, and eventually saying, "yes... this is waaaay off topic. we'll talk about it later, ok?"

how can you not love teaching high school?

Friday, December 02, 2005


dude, i am frickin Spider-Man! ! !

You are intelligent, witty,
a bit geeky and have great
power and responsibility.

blah blah blah....

who cares?!?!?

i'm spiderman, beotch!!!

the four minute mile.

there's nothing like a couple of beers to bring it all into focus...

yesterday afternoon, i hit the wall. that's all i can really say, you know? and even though i was completely exhausted, i was enthralled by the andrenaline rush that came with that sudden revelation. "this is all i have to do."

today, i turned in the results of the last two weeks' reading marathon: "on the necessity of fidelity to Christ in Catholic higher education: where we were, where we are, and where we need to be." john once told me that the longer and more specific your title, the greater you chances of scoring an A before they even crack the cover page.

this comes from the most stylish guy i know, and i ain't just talking fashion, so i think it counts for something....

while at UD, i didn't possess the experience to even begin to appreciate the genius of morons like plato and cicero. frickin BRILLIANT. i want to write to professor hejduk and apologize for being such an ass in phil & eth.

and can i just say, having read the ancients, i have a new understanding of oscar romero? i guess i can... it's my blog, after all.

i just hope it was coherent. i guess i'll reread it tomorrow. most likely it's just 15 pages of GAAAAAH....

to take a line from romero: change your life. reject sin. be the virtuous person God created you to be, wills you to be, longs with all His being for you to be.

the man was murdered because he said, "all i can do is call to my brothers and sisters: let us be converted, so that when we die, Christ may look on us, and have mercy on our souls."

well, i'm going to have a glass of water, and go to bed.

tomorrow i get to write the final 8 pages of my paper for scripture - something over the suffering servant of deutero-Isaiah and the passion of Mark. i won't know until i reread what i've got so far. i think i'll call it "deutero-Isaiah as proto-mark: old testament prophecies and their new testament perfections." i'll let you know.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

skibbi do boop

i just wanted to say that i still think about you. all the time. like you're ever gonna read this.
it's late. i need to go to bed. or finish this stupid paper so i can begin my next 15 page monstrosity. it's all about reading in context. gaaaah.
i think i'm gonna go to bed.

ps. 51.8

Sunday, November 27, 2005

crazy white cracka rapper ninjas...

nomad, wherever you are, this one's for you.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

smelling right sexy...

props to nick blaha on the speed stick musk.

nows i smells sexy all the time...