Huzzah

The grade I had been panicking about, having not heard anything from my teacher about my research paper, posted on Tuesday.  With that final A, I am officially done with my BA.  The one benefit to this delay is that it allowed me to slowly come to this realization, preventing the predicted meltdown.  Right now, I am in full planning mode for Hawaii, trying to get my suitcase plan just so.  My sister and I have planned the books we will share on the trip.  I still have to buy Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.  I love leisure reading.  I forgot how nice it can be.  I couldn’t get into It Can’t Happen Here.  I’m reading Tender Morsels right now.  “It hovered there behind her at the cliff-edge, laboring to contain its glory.”  I really liked the idea of being so awesome you have to labor to contain your glory. 

 

Turns out NBA goes into June.  It’s a mediocre substitute to college basketball, but it will do.  I miss the 35 second shot clock, the possession arrow, and the lack of continuation.  I was hoping for a Cavs/Nuggets final, but I may switch to Nuggets/Magic, just so that Nike and Vitamin Water lose a bunch of money for backing the wrong horses.

 

I’m going to try to be better about updating.  All the blogs I read have stopped updating. There must be some May malaise happening.

My goal for Hawaii

Is to not have to be air lifted out of something (beach, volcano, etc.)  Hawaii is in like 18 days, and I feel completely unprepared for it. 

 

 

I wish I were at the Plaza again

Maybe some more dinner at Tao and a show.  Anywhere but here.

 

wow

16 minutes into my day and already agitated as fuck.  Doesn’t bode well for this Thursday.

vibrations, good

I'm sitting at my desk, revising my research paper, and thinking about all of the things I learned about gender equality in science and math, and suddenly, I thought about Marky Mark's Wildside.

I was suddenly very moved by "Annie's" plight. All she wanted to do was be a chemical engineer, making 50-55 thousand a year. Heaven knows we need more female chemical engineers. And now, what's left? Washed up dreams and shattered pride, all because Annie took a hit on the wildside.

I'm thinking I should try to work this anecdote into my paper somehow. What I'm less sure about is who I cite - Mark Wahlberg or Lou Reed?

nothing clever to say

I just submitted my 30 page research paper. For all intents and purposes, I am finshed with my BA. I thought I was going to break down weeping, but I'm not sure it's settled in yet. I'll alert you when I have my breakdown.

Amor, sei colpa tu

I'm debating, internet, if we have reached that place in our relationship where I can share my poetry with you. I'm thinking no. I mean, I just brought my toothbrush over to your house. I don't want to rush things.

There is this strange, fine line in social networking of how much to reveal about yourself. Some people have no problem exposing themselves completely. I assume these are the same people that assume their cell phone calls in the grocery store check-out lane occur in a vacuum.

I'm making my reading list for Hawaii. I intend to read upwards of a million books in the week I am on the big island. I have forgotten what reading for leisure even is. Yes, anyone who sees my goodreads list knows that I read for fun (or torture if you consider the twilight series), but since school started, it has been stolen leisure. In the back of my mind, I'm always thinking about the other things I should be doing, reading, writing. Once school is out, it is back to pure leisure reading for me, and I am ecstatic!

I'm so excited to read Pride and Prejudice and Zombies! The subtitle is fantastic: The Classic Regency Romance - Now with Ultraviolent Zombie Mayhem! I'm afraid to even buy the book until right before I go to Hawaii. I know I won't be able to resist it. I looked up the author, Seth Grahme-Smith, and found all of his Huffington Post articles. I may be in love!

Speaking of being in love:
I was a Hilary girl when the whole democratic primary started (truth betold, I never really got over Howard Dean), but when Barack Obama secured the election, I jumped right on board and ordered my pins and bumper stickers (really my sister did, but...). I was an Obama supporter but not a fervent admirer. I have to admit that in the last two weeks, I have crossed over to a full-blown Obama junkie. Not just Barack, I love Michelle, too, and I love them together. I don't know if I've ever seen a political couple (hell any famous couple) that seems to be so obscenely in love. Heidi Klum and Seal come close, but I love seeing pictures of them together. I think the pictures the white house released last week have fueled all of this.

Compare-


to this



I remember the day of the inauguration. Chris loaded up the streaming feed to the inauguration, and the rest of my team stood and watched the whole thing. As Barack was being sworn in, I turned to Matt and said, "George Bush isn't the President of the United States anymore." He said, "that's fucking awesome." And it was fucking awesome, wasn't it?

ask for it by name

What a terrible, terrible Friday.  I’ll be doing shooters by noon, heroin by five.