Thursday, April 7, 2011

fluids

I think my body is trying to see how many types of fluids can exit it at once. I have therefore made a checklist, so that it can see how well it's doing:
  1. sweat
  2. snot
  3. tears
  4. poop
  5. urine
  6. blood
  7. spit
Have I missed anything? So far I think it's up to three at a time this week... I have no doubt it'll reach four, but I'm really hoping that it doesn't get past that.

Excuse my grossness; sometimes you just have to think like a 10-year-old boy to get a laugh out of life.

over 'n out.
E.O.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

wish

I wish life were simpler....
[read: I wish I could fast-forward my life 3 weeks so that I would a) be done with Methods class forever and ever amen! and b) not be in the state of pain/hormonal mood-swingy-ness of womanhood]

...and that I had more time to deal with things...
[read: get a job, get the rest of my financial aid done, do things I actually want to do like learn how to blow glass, help ppl do research on bilingual people, read interesting things, read for my classes, spend time with friends, spend time outside, go visit my friend who just had a baby, throw a proper baby shower for my other friend who is about to have a baby, go to Jordan, go to Seoul etc.]

...but as it is, I need to simply buckle down, read the articles for Methods, and squeeze an idea out of my infinitely dry, grumpy head before 6:30 - and try to let down as few people as humanly possible.

Tally ho...
~E.O.

p.s.: my groupmates don't like me much right now, but at least they can understand that no day is a good day when the walls of your uterus are shedding.

Monday, March 28, 2011

happiness in strange places

Are happy people dumb? - An article my mom sent me today.
So, based on the conclusions I came to in the 5-1o minutes of reading this, I decided to make myself happy before I attempted to (finish) writ(ing) my paper for Psyc Methods...
...which may or may not have resulted in me cooking and watching youtube videos until almost midnight.
It's the new way to procrastinate! Make yourself so happy you can work!
Um. Yeah. Anyways. All that to say... I was watching videos by this Filipino girl on youtube ('cause I just can't get behind my own ethnicity, apparently) and was made absurdly happy by figuring out that Tagalog (the Filipino language) does not have a labiodental fricative (or /f/ sound).
*nerd moment*
I then proceeded to look the phonology of Tagalog up on wikipedia to confirm this monumental discovery, and giggled - yes. giggled.- happily to myself when I saw that I was right.

Which brings me to my conclusion that you can never tell what will make you happy.
Apparently figuring out the phonology of languages I know next to nothing about from listening to their accents in English is one of the things that makes me happy.
Let me just go put on my nerd glasses here, just a minute... B-)

hurray for doing next-to-no schoolwork today and feeling only minimally guilty about it! ('cause I'm happy! xD)

over 'n out!
E.O.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Moments with my Mother

Me: "I want to be appreciated for more than my brain!"
Mom: ... [laughs] Oh, that'd be hilarious. You should write that on your autobiography. A 20-something woman wanting to be appreciated for more than her brain? [laughs again]
Me: Oh yea... I guess most girls would say "body" and not "brain," huh?

Saturday, March 26, 2011

ambivalent

I'm alone in my well-lit, warm, dry house and it's pouring buckets- no, scratch that, barrels, and thundering right over my head.
I'm not sure if I'm really cozy or really scared.
:/

Friday, March 25, 2011

Of a Friday Evening

An evening of watching Torchwood, skype, and making chocolate chip cookies = very restful.
Better, in my opinion, than going to Dooley's Ball. =)

Also, I love this video:
http://www.youtube.com/user/charlieissocoollike?blend=1&ob=5
aaand this one:
http://www.youtube.com/user/wongfuproductions?blend=1&ob=4
also, this comic is true to (my) life:
http://www.notquitewrong.com/rosscottinc/2009/04/28/the-system-198/

Cheers.

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Somedays I feel like an adult...

...and then there are the days on which cleaning my room is just as tiring as it was when I was 5.

to Sundays.