tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42798957090248433442024-03-14T06:53:02.404-04:00A world .a.part.somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.comBlogger83125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-41650233196381145692009-02-02T13:13:00.004-05:002009-02-02T13:15:17.907-05:00nom nom nomOk, I know this blog has been collecting dust, but I just found out about a giveaway over at http://makemineamojito.blogspot.com/ and I just couldn't resist. She's giving away BROWNIES. I'll do anything for BROWNIES. It's a Valentine's giveaway, so this is my second entry.Yay chocolate!somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-52451802535608492912008-10-31T15:54:00.002-04:002008-10-31T15:56:56.928-04:00Out of the DarknessWhoa, it's been awhile! I just wanted to pop in to post a blurb about a suicide prevention walk I am participating in at my campus this upcoming Sunday. Donations are accepted at any time, and always much appreciated, with love. If you can give anything at all, please click here. If you donate and I know your address, I'll make you something special as thanks :)Happy Halloween!somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-15454642412422918172008-08-22T14:21:00.001-04:002008-08-22T14:22:50.151-04:00Chemical PartyFirst there was Google party. Now, chemical party.somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-51204108683251571462008-08-21T22:03:00.005-04:002008-08-21T22:36:09.854-04:00booklustI just found two books that I need to own. Now. I am in love.Here is the first: What It Is, by Lynda Barry. It is a crazy, scrapbooky, kooky poetic collage of a memoir, and promises to be an adventure to read. Maybe I just regressed 15 years, but this is the book that will get me out of any funk I'm in.And numero dos is called The Principles of Uncertainty, by Maira Kalman. Honestly, I fellsomimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-12566736755114489212008-08-17T15:35:00.002-04:002008-08-17T16:27:47.455-04:00Outside my windowsomimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-34106283071819456482008-08-11T23:31:00.002-04:002008-08-11T23:34:03.281-04:00snip snipHaircut success! A friend of one of my housemates is couchsurfing for a while, and she cut 4 inches off my hair. It's still ridiculously long, but much more manageable now.Yay!somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-82771704380612175832008-08-07T16:54:00.002-04:002008-08-07T16:56:52.270-04:00Being green is just like...a romp in bed?So, in order to save the environment, we need to take a lesson from sex.A great article on just how difficult it is for people to buy into anything geared towards "saving the environment," or any similarly long-term goal.And how that's just like sex. :)somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-49633222483202516202008-07-31T13:19:00.004-04:002008-12-11T02:56:07.374-05:00Hairy issues on my mindI dreamt last night that I flew into a teenage-rebellious rage and took scissors to my hair. Except I couldn't find a pair sharp enough to cut through my thick hair, and I opened drawer after drawer, testing out each pair I found and getting more incensed as each proved as effective as trying to gnaw my hair short. Finally, I find scissors that snip through hair cleanly and begin cutting away, somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-59664988082490715492008-07-30T21:18:00.003-04:002008-07-30T21:29:50.596-04:00Sun baby, take me awayVia my new favorite newsbyte site, Geeks are Sexy, is this article on people who've made their billions from their solar power technology companies. As more and more of popular media are actually starting to take alternative energy and fuel efficiency seriously, solar power is making a major comeback, and it's all very exciting. I'm actually hoping gas prices continue to rise, because I believesomimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-47442723325546652252008-07-26T01:19:00.007-04:002008-12-11T02:56:07.716-05:00hi, byeA very belated, non-blog-related update seems to be in order. I know it feels like I've abandoned ship here, but here's a last try at reviving it (besides the hours I spent prettifying it).So here's a peek at the room:Classy, I know. I love having a hardwood floor though. Makes sweeping up all the hair I shed from brushing that much easier.And here's the cutest resident of our apartment, somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-90162534600128289012008-07-23T01:31:00.002-04:002008-07-23T01:39:20.791-04:00fresh new look and tasteMmmm! That looks better. Still tweaking things, but I'm pretty happy with my new colors. Except for that tiny, thin, noticeable line between the masthead and wrapper. Why is it there???More little changes to come.Yay Photoshop!And kudos to the wonderful artists whose beautiful brushes I used for the masthead.somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-78742410080222410852008-06-05T15:17:00.000-04:002008-06-05T15:19:08.160-04:00That tightness in my chest must mean...I graduate college in 3 days.somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-51424153768623742302008-05-21T15:59:00.002-04:002008-05-21T16:08:00.494-04:00hard to sayWhat it is I am feeling lately. Graduation is looming ahead, yet I am on a completely different time schedule. My biological clock isn't set to class hours and terms and finals anymore (nor, I believe, was it ever meant to be). Instead I find myself pondering (that's such a wonderfully egotistical verb, to ponder) what it is I want to do. To really do. How I want to live.It's funny, because somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-19194109011679703332008-05-14T20:15:00.003-04:002008-05-14T20:43:09.182-04:00existential crisisI wrote this in my sketchbook today:i'm trapped inside myself, and i can't find the way outIt pretty much sums up how I've been feeling for a long time now.I am also praying I didn't contract poison ivy from the week-long canoeing trip I have just recently returned from. I have alternately been tanned/burnt by the most glorious weather, and become borderline hypothermic from cold rain. It will somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-45788251300171823622008-04-30T11:05:00.002-04:002008-04-30T11:14:45.071-04:00Philosophy of a Sandwich(Further?) proof that not all things are synergistic:I was making my usual sandwich of rye bread, salame, turkey, and pickles. I munched on a slice of turkey as I was putting the sandwich together, and was struck by how good it was, and how I couldn't taste it at all in the sandwich, smothered as it was by the other ingredients. I had given that no thought when I was grocery shopping; just somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-86787367905848767332008-04-06T10:22:00.003-04:002008-12-11T02:56:08.579-05:00The weekend, par excellenceDear Diary,It's been a busy busy week here, culminating in a wonderful packed weekend of events. I shall review each day and write of their merits, starting with Friday. Thus we begin..fridayI slept pretty late, till 11am, due having watched Daily Show clips till around 3 in the morning the night before, after chatting with Dawn and cartoonist Paul Hornschemeier (whose name I just copy/pasted somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-41310576813713143262008-04-01T18:46:00.004-04:002008-04-01T18:59:16.882-04:00IrkedOn the list of All Things that Annoy Me, what must surely hold a position in the top three is lateness, either in myself or others. So, I sit here writing this on the floor of the hall outside a classroom, having waited 20 minutes now to collect some materials from a higher-upper. Why, exactly, he isn't here yet is unknown, but with each passing minute I am growing increasingly more somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-88620825972053603142008-03-11T21:31:00.003-04:002008-03-11T21:41:16.977-04:00consolidation, coagulation, coalescenceBetween bouts of studying for physiology and improving my vocabulary on FreeRice, I managed to complete, more or less, my animation final project. I put it on youtube for easy narcissistic access, and also because it just makes more sense for showing it to people without having to pull up the 100+ Mb file.Anyway. Here it is (music might be added later):Also, youtube's compression did something somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-68889298674148395272008-03-03T23:34:00.007-05:002008-03-04T00:30:04.134-05:00parallel nightlifeIt is a beautiful night out. The air is still and warm, despite the still-thick layer of snow upon the ground. I walk outside, breathe in, breathe out. Fill my lungs with the wanderlust that permeates the air around me. I suddenly want to walk, and keep walking, wherever my legs take me. I start with the gas station, down at the end of the quaint single lit street of this quaint little town,somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-55028512941850255182008-02-23T14:10:00.005-05:002008-12-11T02:56:09.931-05:00whoa and steady thereWhat's this? Another post, so soon? Well, I just had to tell the world about my newest love affair. That's right, my current obsession, discovered at an organic farm potluck last night. Here it is:Those are the first 3 inches of what will be , to quote one of my friends, a sicknasty scarf. Knitting is fun, yo. Makes me fingers ache, though. Yeah early onset arthritis!Also, among the few somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-80493363075178522732008-02-22T15:18:00.002-05:002008-02-22T15:32:32.119-05:00the frenetic pace of thingsBack in Taiwan, Mark has been slowly recounting the adventures of his first visit to New England (here, here, here, and here, and more to come, I'm sure). Meanwhile, I am slowly trying to get back into the pace of things in the aftermath of first Mark and then my best friend from home visiting, with their visits overlapping right in the middle of Winter Carnival. Considering that both of them, somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-44825893102354416812008-02-14T00:38:00.005-05:002008-02-14T14:51:37.157-05:00Nature's priestessesI just found out that my good pal Dawn had bookmarked an Annie Dillard essay on her del.icio.us links; an essay called "Living Like Weasels." Now, I have read Dillard here and there since high school, and she introduced to me a new landscape of writing, and a new way of reading. She infuses nature, personal diary, reflection, science, and religion into her writing in an inexplicably beautiful somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-35487332809794366762008-02-05T09:48:00.000-05:002008-02-05T10:07:02.309-05:00change | timeI had an interesting conversation with a professor this morning at breakfast; about trusting your instincts, decision-making, and sticking to your guns. He even quoted a passage of Hamlet to me:This above all: to thine ownself be true,And it must follow, as the night the day,Thou canst not then be false to any man.I have been thinking about this a lot, not the specific passage, but the subject somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-72350731705745691362008-01-23T20:58:00.000-05:002008-01-23T21:29:56.246-05:00the inner geek reminiscesFound this interesting blog post (part two here) via reddit about a guy who's teaching his daughter how to write code to make her own computer game, using a program he's been designing called Greenfoot. Pretty great stuff, especially as the daughter is 9 (in part two, his 7-year-old becomes interested and involved as well). This kind of logical creativity is exactly what kids need to develop somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4279895709024843344.post-60970698605801232592008-01-21T18:43:00.001-05:002008-12-11T02:56:10.264-05:00SinfestNewest addition to my "Sugar High" list: Sinfest. It is highly vulgar, slapstick, and sometimes crass. And it throws together God, the devil, Buddha, Jesus, and the Oriental Dragon alongside its human characters. Quite an interesting comic. The cartoonist, Tatsuya Ishida, used to be a comic book penciller.somimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05880970486361929487noreply@blogger.com0