Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Desire

A:
Sayid, Sawyer, and Locke/Smoke Monster to kill Jack.
Claire and Locke/Smoke Monster to kill Kate.


B:
Canada to beat Russia.
Maybe US to beat Canada?
The second one is not as important.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Second load of dirty dishes:



Not a clean plate or fork in the joint. Yum.

Life lesson: Sometimes it takes over eight hours to cook a twenty pound turkey. The stuffing was pretty bangin' though. I will add that recipe to Bob's food blog.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Sonidos

Favorite sounds:
skates on ice
shoes on rock salt and snow
walking through piles of leaves
air horns that people bring to sporting events and parades (this noise: boooooong)
Carl growling

Least favorite sound:

whistling tea pot

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Maturity

Children of the internet grow up to be adults of the internet...










Thursday, February 11, 2010

The last few days have been heart warming. I'm glad I got to be snowed in with such good people.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

That is so cotarded...

It turns out that I was wrong about Cotard's syndrome.

I could have sworn that Ramachandran wrote that it is characterized by not feeling emotion, not understanding why other people felt emotion, and generally feeling "dead inside." Maybe in extreme cases, people would doubt that they were alive at all. I took note of that, because I tend to feel robotic and emotionless. I wondered if maybe I was a Cotard. I blindly trusted Rammy, because he's a notable scholar and ♥Dawkins♥ calls him the "Marco Polo of Neuroscience."

Well! Come to find out, these people whole heartedly believe they are dead, are physically decomposing, missing body parts, and can smell their own flesh rotting. This is very different.

I am the only person on the earth that cares about this.
These arms were built for throwing snowballs.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Things are looking up

Yes:
- The deliciousness that is my spinach dip & herb roasted chicken
- Sharing the deliciousness with friends
- One episode closer to the end of Lost
- The Flyers beating the Devils
- More snow (read: more fun)
- Coming up with an academic plan... because I fucking got into Penn
- Catching up on music
- Charlotte Gainsboroug's new album
- Amicable partings

No:
- Joanna Newsom's new album
- Stumbling across Chex in the supermarket. Too late now, Superfresh.
- Problems with FTP/SCP

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Quote of the Night

"I wish I was the mayor of this city. I would lift that smoking ban so fast. Smoke in the hospital. Smoke in the fuckin' nursery, I don't give a fuck. Those little assholes are gonna grow up to be smokers anyway."
-Man watching the Super Bowl at Chicky & Pete's

Bloggin' it.

I have been secretly bloggin' it for the past six months or so. I have also been periodically deleting everything.

I guess that's how I roll, when it comes to technology (Sorry to purge you Xanga, LiveJournal, WordPress, Myspace, Facebook, Virb, Flickr, Snapfish, and others).

It begins again. I give it two weeks.