December 2010
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Time travel.
Or: What I would do if I had a little blue box and a Doctor.
If I could travel through time, I’d visit the Globe Theatre during Shakespeare’s time.
Maybe I’d see what the 50s were like, with that sparkling optimism from winning WWII.
Or travel to the 40s and be swept up in all the roaring patriotism. Rosie the Riveter.
Perhaps I’d join the suffragettes, meet Susan B....
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5 favorite non-musical sounds
5. garlic/onions sizzling on a hot pan.
4. liquid being poured into a glass
3. ocean waves crashing against rocks.
2. My little dog’s snoring.
1. The rain.
Hm. Don’t really know where this came from but there you have it.
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On dogs.
Today, Sepia accompanied my dad to pick up my brother from school. He loves car rides so it doesn’t take much encouragement from us to get him into the car. I stayed at home, tinkering with my laptop and whatever else I was doing. When they got home, the first thing Sepia did was find me in my room and kiss my toes (the only place he could reach, seeing as I was sitting on the bed), as if to...
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Fall Quarter Report.
I promised a more reflective post about my Fall Quarter and, seeing as my brain won’t let me sleep anytime soon, I’ll get on that.
This quarter was challenging - and that’s putting it mildly. To say that I very nearly had a breakdown this quarter wouldn’t be nearly enough of an exaggeration as I would like. Actually, it’s pretty close to the truth. No. It was the...
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I have this idea that won't go away.
i.e. Winter break plans (in no particular order)
1. Christmas gift shopping.
2. Mini-series.
3. knitting
4. art project(s?)
“a leap of faith”
“lovey-dovey”
“with love, from me”
5. final final edits for that nature piece
6. thesis research
7. rest and relaxation.
8. movies
9. Doctor Who Christmas special.
10. Comic-con registration
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Guess what I got...
Woot!
So today I:
-cuddled with my furball
-moved things around the house for Phase Gazillion of home renovation
-went to a friend’s surprise party with goood Mexican food and booze and laughter and awesome, irreverent, hilarious people.
-discovered that tequila works wonders to clear sinuses…
-came home and realized all the talking and laughing that I’d been doing all...
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The end has come...
and I couldn’t be happier. Seriously. This quarter was murder but I survived so I’m proud of myself. Couldn’t have done it without everyone who encouraged me or listened to me whine or helped take my mind off that ever-looming pile of work or who made me smile/laugh. Y’all know who you are. I’m grateful for you.
I am also grateful that my cold decided to wait until I...
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Hate it when...
a word is on the tip of my tongue and I can’t can’t can’t think of what it is!
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Smack talk.
Oh, hello. Welcome to my life, E105 paper. Come in, make yourself at home. Feel free to mess up my mind, my soundness of sleep, my focus, my eating habits.
I will TAKE. YOU. DOWN. with my well-reasoned argument and my coherent thought processes.
What’s that you say? You’re a twelve-page monstrosity of depression and doom and danger?
Well, I laugh in the face of danger. ha ha ha ha....
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<3
J
Distraction is the tiniest step away from inspiration. I believe I’ve just found an art project to keep me occupied during winter break.
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Adventures in the Kitchen 1
I have decided that I will start posting about my adventures in the kitchen. Food blogging, in a way. Of course, my photos are in no way, shape or form, what you would call “food porn” (it’s an actual term, google it).
This is the beginning of that:
Last week, my small group had a potluck and I was at a loss for what to bring. I’d bought a bit too much spinach at Trader...
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Aiyah.
I was supposed to be finished with my workshop piece yesterday. It’s today, now, and I am still staring at it - trying to think of a good way to fix what needs to be fixed.
My need for perfection is not helping me right now. It’s just driving me crazy.
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Sigh.
I cannot, for the life of me, remember how to refer to percentages in an LJ piece. Is it 1% or one percent or 1 percent?
This is ironic because I am, as many of my followers know, a copy editor for the New U.
The thing is: newspaper writing and LJ writing is different, right? RIGHT? Or am I just going crazy and overthinking this and freaking myself out? This final draft for Amy has to be PERFECT...
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After-a-"Final" angst.
Palms sweaty.
Hands shaky.
Brain achy.
Eyes teary.
Stomach queasy.
Reading books has never before inspired
So.
Much.
Angst.
~me. haha
But there’s something to be said about the fact that I am not alone in my consternation. 10 percent of my grade just went down, down, down the toilet.
Unable to Breathe
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12.2.10
I’m struggling to descend...
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At the moment.
It feels like my entire respiratory system is clogged and all I want to/can do is sleep.
Unfortunately, sleep is but a distant and dim star on the bleak horizon of my days.