December 20th, 2005
I forgot to go to work tonight at 5:30 because I was too caught up in writing about Wat Tyghler. Unfortunately, I work in the dining hall, so instead of going down for dinner, I decided to make noodles out of some strange package that Emily left on the shelf. To make the whole enterprise a bit cheerier, I had the bright idea of cooking the noodles in green tea. Problem: I don't like green tea. So now I have something that looks like pee and smells like the Marina and all I really want is a nice fresh salad. College will be the death of me yet...
September 1st, 2005
Well so far college is sort of moving by in a haze. I have a feeling that I'll wake up four years from now and not really understand exactly what I did here, or exactly who I met (it'll probably take me that long to remember all their names) because right now I just drift around and follow crowds and rely on helpful people for directions and critical information. Some highlights:
+ The Health Service informs me that I am ill. How ill, and with what, they decline to mention.
+ I swam around in the [mercury-infested?] lake today with Emily, one of my wonderful roommates!
+ My computer remains infested with viruses, and Dell's new favorite hobby is charging me for everything under the sun.
+ My free plant is of the "beehive" variety, and is named Murgatroyd. But one of my roommates thought that was weird, so he also (inoffensively) goes by Jim.
+ I am suddenly and helplessly subservient to the facebook! I run to it at least three times a day, and cry if no-one has added me.
If you'd care to drop a letter my way, the address is:
21 Wellesley College Road
Wellesley, MA 02481
(And someone currently owes me about 475879792 letters/mix CDs for a certain surprise I sent them! You know who you are.)
August 19th, 2005
Our tenants left us half a bottle of margarita and a bunch of rotten onions, so I had to forage my breakfast and lunch today. I ate three Somethings from our "pear tree" (which itself was a ripoff, as I'm not sure what they were but they weren't pears.)
But it doesn't matter because I'm HOME! And it's foggy.
Current Mood: everyone should listen to:
Current Music: Tchaikovsky violin concerto in D, op. 35
August 17th, 2005
July 9th, 2005
|07:47 pm - I AM MISSING ALEX BARROWS|
My graduate student left on Thursday for a week and it is lonesome lonesome lonesome!
And I told this to my parents when they called last night and their solution was to get "Uncle" Paul Ehrlich to call me this morning and scare me to pieces and banter about how he and his wife are temporarily homeless and shopping carts and things. It did alleviate the lonesomeness a bit, though. (As did a super joyous e-mail I received today thank you!)
I believe my ipod has a crush on Jason Webley, because when I put it on shuffle while doing lab work (currently-and-for-the-past-month: laminating leaves) he pops up about every other song. But it's alright with me because I pine a lot and Jason Webley is for the most part conducive to pining.
The whole London thing has completely shattered my faith in humanity.
Current Mood: ghosts of doubledecker buses
June 19th, 2005
There is someone here with lots of teeth and has made friends with all the local drunks and smokes like a chimney and says things like "Dudes, should I have fucking beans for dinner or a fucking omelette?" but yesterday I found out that he listens to Joanna Newsom.
And it sort of made my life.
There are also enormous bags of mangoes thanks to the maintenance workers! They bring them every single day, and truth be told, I'm starting to get a little mangoed-out. We have a really special relationship with the workers, though, and I don't want to mess it up; we speak Spanish to them and they speak English to us, and we both pretend to understand each other and nod and smile a lot. But the mango thing is a little much.
Current Mood: wet
Current Music: the fan: the best music in the world.
June 16th, 2005
|12:15 pm - leaves as big as MAPS|
Hi I am in Puerto Rico and it is extremely hot and steamy.
If you would like to send a small air conditioning device or ice cube or chilled token of affection (or just a letter!) you may do so at:
(My name because there are lots of other people here)
USDA Forest Service IITF
Sabana Field Station
HC 02 Box 6205
Luquillo PR 00773
And for the last week that I am here, I just found out we're going to be running around LOOKING for hurricanes. Today, however, we go to the beach and eat mangoes!
I miss you all ohsovery much!!!
Confidential to Alex: My (virtual) goggly-eyed fish already died of neglect. I'm such a bad mother.
Current Music: chirpy frogs
June 4th, 2005
|11:11 pm - I still believe in your eyes|
Conclusions of the day:
+ Climbing up through tree branches directly from water creates the most delightful lemurine sensation.
+ Sitting in scaly trees for hours while sopping wet is super unpleasant to sensitive areas.
+ My dad and I make the best Rope-Swing-Rescue-Team EVER!
+ Thimbleberries are not so delicious but really well-named. (This is confirmed by at least one respectable source.)
+ Leaning against blusters so strong that they keep you shrieking and upright (and on the right side of seaside cliffs) is good for every person...
In short, I will desperately miss Pt. Reyes plus my father plus outright childhood.
April 28th, 2005
So today Brandeis sent me ( thisCollapse )
April 27th, 2005
Hey look look look new buddy icon!
(It perfectly, but perfectly, mirrors my state of mind.)
Current Music: Garçon Glaçon