Been a While

I suppose because I haven't been in school for the past month, I have not been on the computer so much. It's a good thing. It has been a quiet month, lots of coffee, lots of music, lots of sitting in comfy chairs, eating food with friends, so I really can't complain. A few intermittent days of bleary sun-- and then yesterday and today ! Which were really great and bright. This evening I did the very upsetting but inevitable thing of saying goodbye to a friend who is going back home to England. And tomorrow I will do the nerve-wracking thing of getting on an airplane by myself, flying three and a half hours, and landing in a city I've never been to, where someone I sort of know should be waiting for me at the airport. Weird days.

drunk/giddy

writing a paper

lib basement

loud buzzing

funny internet communication

icon, iconize, iconism, iconoclast

tuff girls

paper hat

paper tigers

R & A

!!!

I have been listening to this album while I get dressed in the morning.

School's well for now. Had a good day that began with the above, then chocolate and carrot sticks and a fun last English class, then to the dentist, then cake, now home in bed... somewhere along the way band practice, glue, drunk, pizza, smashed lenses, silly times, an unexpected comrade on the way home (with bonus funny conversation).

La carte postale en Chine

I found these images while working on a research paper on the ideology of the postcard in 19th-century China. This is some of the most beautiful penmanship I have ever seen; I am dying of envy. My own missives will never look so good!

from http://postcard.ish-lyon.cnrs.fr/

In other news, I'm wearing shorts today:

A small but meaningful moment

Emilie posted this in one of her facebook albums:
Ignore the sentiment; LOOK AT THE PICTURE! It killed me for just a second here. Sunny Sunday morning. Time to get dressed and go outside.

This is so awesome. I wish Thurston Moore would give me advice about my Boy Troubles. The answer to the last one is spot on, actually (a different question than I would be asking, however)--

Q: Every time something goes wrong and I'm around, I get blamed. Even people I don't know blame me for things.
--Blamed in Stratford, CT

T: Next time someone blames you for something, look 'em straight in the face I and ask, "How may I correct this situation?" This will startle and dumbfound them. Then go up and kiss them lightly on the cheek and whisper, "No matter what happens, I will always love you." As you back away, grab your head and scream bloody murder and run like the wind.

Yes, yes!

Lung Leg, following advice

Listening to the Replacements, Pleased to Meet Me. I almost bought this on vinyl the other day buuuuut I hadn't heard it all the way through and didn't want to take my chances. Silly, 'cause I like the Replacements doing anything. Pretty good tho.

Cordial! I've been doing a lot of hand-shaking lately.

Also, bought S. Kracauer's The Mass Ornament today, haha!

Il faut que je le finisse!

Oh irony, oh exorcism

For Point A, please refer to yesterday's entry; for Point B, see the following:

Sometimes I try so hard to resist,
You say you will and I say you won't.
Sometimes I think that you don't exist
And sometimes you don't.
Pinch me 'cause I don't believe it,
Kiss me 'cause it feels like a hit,
I turn around and you're not there.
Why must it always be the less I see of you, the more I care?
You're determined to make me as miserable as you can,
You're like Harry Houdini or the Invisible Man.
Count 10 and then down again:
9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
Doing everything they say shouldn't be done,
More fun than you can have with your clothes on.
Pinch me 'cause I don't believe it,
Kiss me 'cause it feels like a hit,
I turn around and you're not there.
Why must it always be the less I see of you, the more I care?
You're determined to make me as miserable as you can,
You're like Harry Houdini or the Invisible Man,
I turn around and you're not there.
Why must it always be the less I see of you, the more I care?
The less I see of you, the more I care,
The less I see of you, the more I care.



To discover this on the bonus disc while driving home today was the best thing that could have happened. And now on to: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muFE3BgSPWU.

A lot of the time these days I feel like this:

And like this:


It's not all bad!

I lied! Yesterday was pretty good!

This is going to be a very bad day. Oatmeal exploded in microwave, and no day can get any better from this point.

I am I am I am I am I am

wolf attack!!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wolf_attacks_on_humans

I found a four-leaf clover in my book!

In Vocabulaire de la Psychoanalyse, Jean Laplanche & J.-B. Pontalis

Also, a receipt from a Seattle grocery store.

Omniana!

My favorite way to procrastinate, especially while working on a paper as I am doing now, is to enjoy the omnifariousness of the Oxford English Dictionary online. Right now I am really into omni- words, clearly. Here are a few more words from tonight:
Omnivolent: Willing or wishing for everything; determining all things.
Ecomiac: Of or pertaining to eulogy; panegyrical.
Encoffin: Enclosed in a coffin.
Enchiridion: A handbook or manual; a concise treatise serving as a guide or for reference.
Turgescent: Becoming swollen; swelling, growing bigger.
Turgescible: Capable of swelling up.
Reckonmaster: A mathematician; an arithmetician; an accountant.
Encheer: trans. To cheer, render cheerful. Hence encheering.

This will be me someday. In library, with cat.
(from http://www.nickhaus.com/)

Today I used "placid" in conversation and the person with whom I was talking was kind of ruffled by this, because I had used it to describe people (e.g., "The generally placid townsfolk went crazy when the bag of money fell out of the armored truck." That was the context.) and not water and or things having to do with or containing water. But as it turns out the OED seems to be in agreement with me on that one; placid is for people. I think the word "turgid" also came up in this conversation (so it's been in my head since then, see above; I love any variation on "turgid"). The conversation was actually mostly about the weirdness of keeping and transporting money in bags.

Bag of money; very stylish.