Saturday, January 31, 2009

Poopy.

Doesn't it feel great when you read a famous work of literature and hate it and then your teacher has you read an equally frustrating 20-page feminist critique of said work and all of your hatred is vindicated and it's worth it even though half of said feminist critique was about linseed and a short story I've never read?

Yes it does.
But only relatively to the intense pain of struggling through Milton's Paradise Lost. And the dread of having to compose a 4-6 page paper about it.

That is my life right now. Plus, I have put off buying my Symbolic Logic textbook for far too long by now, and haven't read a good magazine since I got off the plane.
On the other hand, I was mere yards away from Toni Morrison, Fran Lebowitz, and, for a brief few seconds, Martin Scorcese (SPELLING???!).
Fran is a bit of a snob, but funny none the less. Toni is a goddess and I'm in love with her. Perhaps I would feel the same about Fran if I had read her books...
Perhaps I can channel Toni as I am writing my PL paper. I am learning all about channeling people right now, apparently it can be very beneficial.

Love you all!
Email me if you feel like it, I know I've been an awful pen pal to all of everyone, but it's really not on purpose or because I think you are not as important to me as John Milton, because clearly all of you are much more important to me than Milton. Even if I've never met you.

Monday, January 26, 2009

time to start up again.

3 mins before I go to class, but just thought I would recount some incidences from the past week or so:
1. Went to Amir's with Laura Morastica and Kamla (RS pres.) Had a wonderful time and have added 1. a papuseria and 2. Jersey City to my Places to Eat list.
2. Went out to eat with Alex and the sister missionaries. Participated in a very moving practice discussion. Bought a throw and some hangers at Bed, Bath, and Beyond and dissuaded Alex from buying a ridiculously expensive allergy-reducing bed cover.
3. Was Jooolia's wing-woman at a party she was invited to by Bobby McManArms (actually his name... except without the arms--Bobby McMahon. Hugest, most attractive rugby player ever.)
4. Ate at El Malecon with the girls, came back with leftovers to spare, ate leftovers within the rest of the evening.
5. Lost my keycard. Bought a new keycard. Found first keycard. Cried about it. Just kidding.
6. Accidentally signed up for a P.E. class that is during another class. Will be purchasing one of those time-turner thingies that Hermione Granger had, as there are no longer any slots for other P.E. classes I have time for and we are required to take P.E. for one semester of Freshmen year.
And some other stuff.
I will try to write a more detailed/interesting post later on in the week, but for now I love you all. Keep posting, Mama. And post a link to the blog that featured your baby carrot rant. And Ingy--Call Me!!!!!!!

Thursday, January 01, 2009

P.S. finalized spring schedule

Hindi, Computer Science, Symbolic Logic, Legacy of the Mediterranean. Tai chi?

The end

So, friends... The holiday season is over, once and for all.
Until next year.
I have gained: 1 kodak easyshare, 1 moleskin notebook, 1 cell phone virus, Toni Morrison's new book, perspective, 2 crocodile skin bags, the trust of a small dog, and the tenth anniversary edition of pocahontas.
I have lost: 4 pounds and a sad little piece of my heart. I would suspect that factored in about 1.5 ounces of said 4 pounds.
My resolutions are: Write in my new journal every day at least until it is filled up (could happen!???), take lots of pictures, even of myself, and use them for things (Scrap book? Wall hangings? Embroidery patterns?). Talk less. Take a little hint from the East Coasters and be a little less trusting, a little slower to invest. Wear makeup every day. Make at least 2 new real friends. Be cleaner. Email more. Join an Indian dance team.