I don't have internet at home, so I suppose you'll hear from me at the end of August.
Have a good rest of the summer, all.
Saturday, July 15, 2006
See You In August
I'm heading home today, back to good ole Texas.
I don't have internet at home, so I suppose you'll hear from me at the end of August.
Have a good rest of the summer, all.
I don't have internet at home, so I suppose you'll hear from me at the end of August.
Have a good rest of the summer, all.
Thursday, July 13, 2006
In the spirit of stealing basic ideas....
I bring you my room!
At five thirty this morning I came to realize something. The end-of-term apathy and subsequent room messiness that I have experienced in the past still occurs at the end of the summer term, excepting a few differences. First, the mess accumulates over the last few days, rather than the last couple weeks. Second, the mess is notably smaller both because it has less time to accumulate and because I have a lot less crap in my possession that could potentially accumulate as mess in the first place.
I'm sure there's a mathematical formula I could work out for that, but as I only slept a few hours last night and keep getting stress headaches (from a lack of sleep, I'm certain), we'll leave it as conceptual.
So what to do with this mess? Clean it up, maybe??
Hm... I've a better idea!
I'll show it to the world through my blog!!! WOOHOO!!!!
^_^
So yes. Observe. To the left upon entering is Party Leftovers -->
Here we have various alcoholic beverages, left over from a party I had in here weeks ago. Notice that wheeled basket?? That's what my friend used to bring in the alcohol and food she brought to my party. As she's yet to pick up these remains, here it all stands, waiting. Least it proves I'm not an alcoholic, eh?
If you all would kindly look to the right now, you will see the much adored Extra Desk -->
There are a various number of items here, including some fine board games (also my friend's), my art history paper atop some paper plates from Bear's Den (got a 94 on that paper!!), a bag of pretzels I probably ought to just throw out, the Avenue Q soundtrack in a sleeve, and a case of Dr. Peppers (which hasn't been touched since Adam was here) topped with an art museum map and a Chinese take-out menu.
Alright! Moving forward, still on the right and past Delia, my laptop, is a recent development I lovingly call Pistachios, in honor of the mid-morning snack clearly displayed here -->
Again, there is a good mix of things here. We have the lion-covered Chronicles of Narnia book, a folder and a good number of flashcards from studying for my art history class, the base of a blender (again, not mine), my mid-morning snack as I suggested above, and (if you look between the blender and the folder) a bottle of my latest favorite nail polish (clear with rainbow sparkles, woohoo).
Now please, if you would, for the full effect, take a few steps back and move to the left. There you will find the Nap Trap -->
The title here actually refers to all three points of interest here. First is the "couch," seen at left. Over the past five weeks, a good number of people have fallen victim to this trap's cozy appeal. More recently, though, as I've grown more antisocial as my final test approaches, the "couch" has served no purpose and I have thus left its cover sheet and throw pillows in the disarray their last user left them in. The other major trap here is my own bed, seen along the back wall. As you may have guessed, I haven't even attempted to make my bed in the last couple days. These things happen. The final element is somewhat limited in its relation to the Nap Trap in that it is merely the product of the actual trap's effectiveness. However, I feel that if I do not give this entity full credit, it may easily grow into a man-eating monster and attack me during the night. You will notice this rather innocuous-looking creature slumbering peacefully on the floor in front of my bed. It has formed almost without my noticing; it seems that when taken with a desire to sleep lately, I'm drawn into the Nap Trap so quickly that I hardly have time to strip off my jeans and t-shirt. This quick de-robing and exchange for softer fabrics leads to the clothes remaining on the floor in a heap, biding their time and slowly gathering strength.
Alright, my friends, you've made it this far. Just one more stop in our tour and then you can make your way to the gift shop. So please just step forward a bit, all, and look to your right. Here we have what I've simply come to call Yo -->
Don't be shy, now! Come in close and get a good look.
Here we have my iHome and iPod, currently playing one of my very favorite mixes, some index cards, an art history textbook, a left-hander's spiral notebook (quite handy, I must say!), various unimportant whatnot, some fingernail polish remover, my cell phone charging dock, and (the focus of this collection, it seems) a yo-yo that for reasons unknown has come to live hanging from the lofted bed above our heads. Interesting, that.
Well, that is all I have to show you. Thank you for visiting, and if there are no questions...? No? Ok, well do have a fine day, all, and i hope you had a wonderful time.
At five thirty this morning I came to realize something. The end-of-term apathy and subsequent room messiness that I have experienced in the past still occurs at the end of the summer term, excepting a few differences. First, the mess accumulates over the last few days, rather than the last couple weeks. Second, the mess is notably smaller both because it has less time to accumulate and because I have a lot less crap in my possession that could potentially accumulate as mess in the first place.
I'm sure there's a mathematical formula I could work out for that, but as I only slept a few hours last night and keep getting stress headaches (from a lack of sleep, I'm certain), we'll leave it as conceptual.
So what to do with this mess? Clean it up, maybe??
Hm... I've a better idea!
I'll show it to the world through my blog!!! WOOHOO!!!!
^_^
So yes. Observe. To the left upon entering is Party Leftovers -->
Here we have various alcoholic beverages, left over from a party I had in here weeks ago. Notice that wheeled basket?? That's what my friend used to bring in the alcohol and food she brought to my party. As she's yet to pick up these remains, here it all stands, waiting. Least it proves I'm not an alcoholic, eh?
If you all would kindly look to the right now, you will see the much adored Extra Desk -->
There are a various number of items here, including some fine board games (also my friend's), my art history paper atop some paper plates from Bear's Den (got a 94 on that paper!!), a bag of pretzels I probably ought to just throw out, the Avenue Q soundtrack in a sleeve, and a case of Dr. Peppers (which hasn't been touched since Adam was here) topped with an art museum map and a Chinese take-out menu.
Alright! Moving forward, still on the right and past Delia, my laptop, is a recent development I lovingly call Pistachios, in honor of the mid-morning snack clearly displayed here -->
Again, there is a good mix of things here. We have the lion-covered Chronicles of Narnia book, a folder and a good number of flashcards from studying for my art history class, the base of a blender (again, not mine), my mid-morning snack as I suggested above, and (if you look between the blender and the folder) a bottle of my latest favorite nail polish (clear with rainbow sparkles, woohoo).
Now please, if you would, for the full effect, take a few steps back and move to the left. There you will find the Nap Trap -->
The title here actually refers to all three points of interest here. First is the "couch," seen at left. Over the past five weeks, a good number of people have fallen victim to this trap's cozy appeal. More recently, though, as I've grown more antisocial as my final test approaches, the "couch" has served no purpose and I have thus left its cover sheet and throw pillows in the disarray their last user left them in. The other major trap here is my own bed, seen along the back wall. As you may have guessed, I haven't even attempted to make my bed in the last couple days. These things happen. The final element is somewhat limited in its relation to the Nap Trap in that it is merely the product of the actual trap's effectiveness. However, I feel that if I do not give this entity full credit, it may easily grow into a man-eating monster and attack me during the night. You will notice this rather innocuous-looking creature slumbering peacefully on the floor in front of my bed. It has formed almost without my noticing; it seems that when taken with a desire to sleep lately, I'm drawn into the Nap Trap so quickly that I hardly have time to strip off my jeans and t-shirt. This quick de-robing and exchange for softer fabrics leads to the clothes remaining on the floor in a heap, biding their time and slowly gathering strength.
Alright, my friends, you've made it this far. Just one more stop in our tour and then you can make your way to the gift shop. So please just step forward a bit, all, and look to your right. Here we have what I've simply come to call Yo -->
Don't be shy, now! Come in close and get a good look.
Here we have my iHome and iPod, currently playing one of my very favorite mixes, some index cards, an art history textbook, a left-hander's spiral notebook (quite handy, I must say!), various unimportant whatnot, some fingernail polish remover, my cell phone charging dock, and (the focus of this collection, it seems) a yo-yo that for reasons unknown has come to live hanging from the lofted bed above our heads. Interesting, that.
Well, that is all I have to show you. Thank you for visiting, and if there are no questions...? No? Ok, well do have a fine day, all, and i hope you had a wonderful time.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
From the Makers of Berry Extraordinaire, We Bring You...
2 whole bananas
1 container Colombo peach yogurt (fruit on bottom)
1 pint skim milk
This one doesn't have the juicy kick of my last one, but rather, it allows the smooth banana flavor to mingle pleasantly with the peach on your taste buds. Definitely a morning choice.
I'm thinking some fresh pineapple would have made this smoothie just perfect. But alas, I had none.
Happy smoothie-making, all.
Monday, July 10, 2006
professors are people too? what??
Seeing one of your professors out in the real world is like seeing an exotic animal walking down main street. Only not nearly as exciting... (Tho, some may argue, just as potentially dangerous.)
What I mean is that it just feels so very out of place.
It's like seeing your mom at your favorite club. (Unless you have a really awesome mom and don't mind sharing a scene with her.)
But yes.
Last week I saw one of my psychology professors in Bread Co and tonight I saw one of my film professors at Ted Drewes. Both times I was just sort of taken aback for a second or two. It's that moment of "what the heck are they doing outside of the school?!" Which is a totally stupid thought to have pass through your mind, but seemingly automatic.
I mean, I know, I know, professors are people too. They have lives and families and such. Damn... they procreate... huh...
I'm going to have to take a moment to process this...
On a slightly off note, some kid kept standing way too close to me in line at Ted Drewes. It was odd... I didn't get a real good look at his face, but I'm pretty sure I've seen him hanging around the library a few times. I don't know... if he recognized me he certainly didn't let on much. Meh. Whatever.
Until next time, all.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Don't Sit Through The Credits. It's Just The Dog On The Cannibal Throne...
I feel it obvious that there is something fundamentally wrong with one's life when one finds oneself sitting down to one's computer with a breakfast of fruit leather and diet cream soda at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
On the note of food, I went to Outback after seeing Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest last night (notes on movie to follow), and had a near-holy experience through the consumption of my first steak in upwards of the last six months. 8 ounce, rare sirloin, served with a respectable house salad and a slightly ugly, but almost breathtaking tasty, sweet potato. There are only two ills I have to speak. One, the cups are on the small side and so I was getting refills of water just about every five minutes, which can be a little bothersome. Two, the Awesome Blossom my two 18yr-old cohorts and I split was certainly no great fire. Indeed, it was greasy and had little flavor.
Hm, speaking of my cohorts...
Pat and I discovered during dinner that not only had Aarthi never eaten a steak before (my Texan heart aches), but she didn't even have the slightest idea of how to effectively hold a knife and fork while cutting said steak. We just take these things for granted, you know? Weird. But she was a willing student and did right well in the end.
So, yes!
PIRATES!
This movie has got to be the best of the summer. You've got sword fights, romance, adventure, violence, impeccable comedy, awesome stunts, and a cliff-hanger ending that does a second film in a trilogy proud.
And anyway, you've got a hottie factor that's through the roof. I mean, Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, AND *dreamy sigh* Keira Knightley. Now, Johnny Depp is a legend of hotness and Bloom is something of a newer, shinier version, but I'm afraid that Keira's gotta take the cake here. Do take a moment to admire the beauty:
Now, personally, I liked her even better dressed as a young pirate guy... But I couldn't find a good photo of that. Plus, this one is quite fantastical.
Wow... I've spent too much time on this post and real life is calling.
Have a good day, all.
On the note of food, I went to Outback after seeing Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest last night (notes on movie to follow), and had a near-holy experience through the consumption of my first steak in upwards of the last six months. 8 ounce, rare sirloin, served with a respectable house salad and a slightly ugly, but almost breathtaking tasty, sweet potato. There are only two ills I have to speak. One, the cups are on the small side and so I was getting refills of water just about every five minutes, which can be a little bothersome. Two, the Awesome Blossom my two 18yr-old cohorts and I split was certainly no great fire. Indeed, it was greasy and had little flavor.
Hm, speaking of my cohorts...
Pat and I discovered during dinner that not only had Aarthi never eaten a steak before (my Texan heart aches), but she didn't even have the slightest idea of how to effectively hold a knife and fork while cutting said steak. We just take these things for granted, you know? Weird. But she was a willing student and did right well in the end.
So, yes!
PIRATES!
This movie has got to be the best of the summer. You've got sword fights, romance, adventure, violence, impeccable comedy, awesome stunts, and a cliff-hanger ending that does a second film in a trilogy proud.
And anyway, you've got a hottie factor that's through the roof. I mean, Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, AND *dreamy sigh* Keira Knightley. Now, Johnny Depp is a legend of hotness and Bloom is something of a newer, shinier version, but I'm afraid that Keira's gotta take the cake here. Do take a moment to admire the beauty:
Now, personally, I liked her even better dressed as a young pirate guy... But I couldn't find a good photo of that. Plus, this one is quite fantastical.
Wow... I've spent too much time on this post and real life is calling.
Have a good day, all.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Thoughts at 5AM
ok... so it's actually more like 5:21
but what the hell ever
^_^
In the spirit of tying up loose ends, I'd like to say that my paper was finished on time, in full, and is currently in the hands of my professor, awaiting judgement. I actually had a real good time writing the paper once I got myself to finally focus in on it. It was basically just visual analysis with a dash of history and a touch of need-to-know terms. It should get a pretty good grade, I think. Assuming that, one, the final read-though I did at 6:45 in the morning didn't miss something huge, and two, that I'm not just completely ignorant.
I will allow you all to withhold judgement on that second point until I get a grade back...
So I'll be going back home pretty soon. Just seven days and about 12 hours. I can't believe that this past week is already over. It's times like these, times when a whole week passes without me really noticing, that I start to worry that I'm gonna wake up one morning and realize that it's not just weeks that are passing me by, but years.
Dammit, I'm 19; I have no reason to feel the pull of my own mortality like this.
But it's not death I fear. Simply.... missed opportunities, wasted potentials. Both of which inevitably come with time.
So what does one do when awake at 5:30 in the morning???
If at home, I'd probably be playing Zelda right about now... but I didn't bring my system for summer session.
Could check out what's on tv... the floor common room is like 10 ft from my room and is, of course, currently empty.
...
Anyway.... TIME FOR A PUPLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
Do You Like Ice Cream??
Are You Going To Be In The St. Louis Area On July 11th??
If your answers are yes, then you are whole-heartedly invited to stop by Ben and Jerry's on the Delmar loop. If you make any purchase on the 11th, between the hours of 7 and 10 pm, part of the profit will go to one of Washington University's student groups, the Alternative Lifestyle Association. This group is dedicated to supporting and educating people about alternative lifestyle choices. Consider this a personal invitation from me, the group's incoming treasurer for Fall 2006.
Here's the address and phone number (Dude, they deliver!):
Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream
6380 Delmar Blvd
St Louis MO
314-721-8887
Thank you, and enjoy your ice cream.
but what the hell ever
^_^
In the spirit of tying up loose ends, I'd like to say that my paper was finished on time, in full, and is currently in the hands of my professor, awaiting judgement. I actually had a real good time writing the paper once I got myself to finally focus in on it. It was basically just visual analysis with a dash of history and a touch of need-to-know terms. It should get a pretty good grade, I think. Assuming that, one, the final read-though I did at 6:45 in the morning didn't miss something huge, and two, that I'm not just completely ignorant.
I will allow you all to withhold judgement on that second point until I get a grade back...
So I'll be going back home pretty soon. Just seven days and about 12 hours. I can't believe that this past week is already over. It's times like these, times when a whole week passes without me really noticing, that I start to worry that I'm gonna wake up one morning and realize that it's not just weeks that are passing me by, but years.
Dammit, I'm 19; I have no reason to feel the pull of my own mortality like this.
But it's not death I fear. Simply.... missed opportunities, wasted potentials. Both of which inevitably come with time.
So what does one do when awake at 5:30 in the morning???
If at home, I'd probably be playing Zelda right about now... but I didn't bring my system for summer session.
Could check out what's on tv... the floor common room is like 10 ft from my room and is, of course, currently empty.
...
Anyway.... TIME FOR A PUPLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!
Are You Going To Be In The St. Louis Area On July 11th??
If your answers are yes, then you are whole-heartedly invited to stop by Ben and Jerry's on the Delmar loop. If you make any purchase on the 11th, between the hours of 7 and 10 pm, part of the profit will go to one of Washington University's student groups, the Alternative Lifestyle Association. This group is dedicated to supporting and educating people about alternative lifestyle choices. Consider this a personal invitation from me, the group's incoming treasurer for Fall 2006.
Here's the address and phone number (Dude, they deliver!):
Ben & Jerry's Ice Cream
6380 Delmar Blvd
St Louis MO
314-721-8887
Thank you, and enjoy your ice cream.
Thursday, July 06, 2006
You ever get the feeling...
You ever get the feeling you're being followed? You know, watched??
Ok, ok, so I know what you're thinking: "Mysti's gone all paranoid again. Great."
But seriously... I haven't been able to fully shake the feeling for the last few days. It started when I went and saw the 4th of July concert and fireworks at the arch. But that, at least, made some sense. I mean, there were tons of people under and around the arch that evening and thus, feeling as if someone could be watching me was no stretch for my imagination. When the feeling passed later that night I thought that would be the end of it, but I'm not so sure anymore...
God, I am getting paranoid.
I mean, just today I could have sworn that...
Oh never mind.
I need to finish my art history paper anyway. It's due tomorrow.... You know, that's probably all it is; stress from having this paper hanging over my head for the last week is making me loopy. Bah! That's it; tomorrow after my class I'm gonna track down a friend of mine who's supposed to be on campus for an ArtSci weekend and I'm gonna get him to wander off campus with me with the promise of a meal on my tab. Hm... I can hear Bread Co calling our names already. And Lord knows Lucas won't pass on a free meal.
In other news, Aarthi's plight to save the world twelve causes at a time seems to be continuing as haphazardly as ever. I mean, don't get me wrong, I admire her spirit, but she needs to focus her energies on something she can actually accomplish. I learned today that she's evidently gotten the email of some guy who has something to do with tearing down all of WashU's older freshman dorms. I told her today like I told her before, Ligget's a dead issue; the thing's coming down whether she likes it or not. If she was smart (aka, listened to me) she would switch her focus to saving the next dorm on the list to go down. But alas, BRICK WALL.
...
Damn paper...
I should get on that.
Good day, all.
Ok, ok, so I know what you're thinking: "Mysti's gone all paranoid again. Great."
But seriously... I haven't been able to fully shake the feeling for the last few days. It started when I went and saw the 4th of July concert and fireworks at the arch. But that, at least, made some sense. I mean, there were tons of people under and around the arch that evening and thus, feeling as if someone could be watching me was no stretch for my imagination. When the feeling passed later that night I thought that would be the end of it, but I'm not so sure anymore...
God, I am getting paranoid.
I mean, just today I could have sworn that...
Oh never mind.
I need to finish my art history paper anyway. It's due tomorrow.... You know, that's probably all it is; stress from having this paper hanging over my head for the last week is making me loopy. Bah! That's it; tomorrow after my class I'm gonna track down a friend of mine who's supposed to be on campus for an ArtSci weekend and I'm gonna get him to wander off campus with me with the promise of a meal on my tab. Hm... I can hear Bread Co calling our names already. And Lord knows Lucas won't pass on a free meal.
In other news, Aarthi's plight to save the world twelve causes at a time seems to be continuing as haphazardly as ever. I mean, don't get me wrong, I admire her spirit, but she needs to focus her energies on something she can actually accomplish. I learned today that she's evidently gotten the email of some guy who has something to do with tearing down all of WashU's older freshman dorms. I told her today like I told her before, Ligget's a dead issue; the thing's coming down whether she likes it or not. If she was smart (aka, listened to me) she would switch her focus to saving the next dorm on the list to go down. But alas, BRICK WALL.
...
Damn paper...
I should get on that.
Good day, all.
Memento Mori
Every bouquet of flowers will die
From every dream will we awaken
Capture your moments, frozen on film
On razor's edge all is forsaken
Speak'st Death forever clear:
Et in Arcadia ego
From every dream will we awaken
Capture your moments, frozen on film
On razor's edge all is forsaken
Speak'st Death forever clear:
Et in Arcadia ego
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
THE BEST SMOOTHIE EVER!
and
think twice, then post
and
think twice, then post
In making it back to my room today following my art history class and some much-needed time under the Scotch Elm outside of Brookings, I was hit with a sudden desire. A desire, I say, for a smoothie!
And nothing so bland and prepackaged as a Hilltop Bakery smoothie. Oh no no. I'm talking all real, fresh fruit, all real fruit juice, and milk fresh from the carton.
...
Ok, so maybe the milk part isn't so exciting...
The point is, I made my own smoothie (thank you, Dallas, for the continued existence of your blender in my room), and .it. .was. .amazing. I just sort of threw in some items i thought might work and it ended up turning out wonderfully.
You know you want to try this. So here are the ingredients.
Berry Extraordinaire
2 fresh bananas
1 handfull fresh blackberries
1 handfull fresh strawberries
1/3 can Berry Juicy Juice non-frozen concentrate
1 pint 2% milk
Blend on highest setting for 30-ish seconds. Serves two.
Hm... I was considering finishing my post today with some notes on my distaste for vaguely pointed self-righteousness in pubilc settings...
Then I realized I couldn't trust myself with doing so without being self-righteous in a vaguely pointed way that would then be open for the public to read
lol
As such, I say live and let live, and may we all find a happier tomorrow.
And nothing so bland and prepackaged as a Hilltop Bakery smoothie. Oh no no. I'm talking all real, fresh fruit, all real fruit juice, and milk fresh from the carton.
...
Ok, so maybe the milk part isn't so exciting...
The point is, I made my own smoothie (thank you, Dallas, for the continued existence of your blender in my room), and .it. .was. .amazing. I just sort of threw in some items i thought might work and it ended up turning out wonderfully.
You know you want to try this. So here are the ingredients.
2 fresh bananas
1 handfull fresh blackberries
1 handfull fresh strawberries
1/3 can Berry Juicy Juice non-frozen concentrate
1 pint 2% milk
Blend on highest setting for 30-ish seconds. Serves two.
Hm... I was considering finishing my post today with some notes on my distaste for vaguely pointed self-righteousness in pubilc settings...
Then I realized I couldn't trust myself with doing so without being self-righteous in a vaguely pointed way that would then be open for the public to read
lol
As such, I say live and let live, and may we all find a happier tomorrow.
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Ties That Bind
It's nice to have something left to hold on to when you and a loved one must temporarily part ways. It's tangible. Reassuring in a way that's not really all that logical...
I suppose it IS the thought that counts, after all.
And for me, personally, it keeps the memories of time spent together in the realm of reality, disallowing them to fade as if from some pleasant but short-lived dream sequence.
Anyway, much to my happy surprise, not only did my love leave me with a mix cd, but he also quite literally left me with the ties that bind.
I love the duality of such ideas.
Now I've just got to pull a paper out of /almost/ nowhere in the next four days and I'll be golden. WOOHOO!
I'm really really happy. Like.... surprisingly so. I mean, it was so hard to let him go, and I cried in doing so. But wow. Looking back... I'm just so glad to have him in my life, and I can't wait to see him again.
^_^
I suppose it IS the thought that counts, after all.
And for me, personally, it keeps the memories of time spent together in the realm of reality, disallowing them to fade as if from some pleasant but short-lived dream sequence.
Anyway, much to my happy surprise, not only did my love leave me with a mix cd, but he also quite literally left me with the ties that bind.
I love the duality of such ideas.
Now I've just got to pull a paper out of /almost/ nowhere in the next four days and I'll be golden. WOOHOO!
I'm really really happy. Like.... surprisingly so. I mean, it was so hard to let him go, and I cried in doing so. But wow. Looking back... I'm just so glad to have him in my life, and I can't wait to see him again.
^_^
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