tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59630145905000116322012-02-16T23:21:42.635-05:00This blog used to have seven voices. <br> Now it has at least one perhaps more - we shall see...Ferminoreply@blogger.comBlogger2251100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-31379384530448952882010-11-14T18:26:00.000-05:002010-11-14T18:27:55.607-05:00

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-11910971533649330582010-11-01T21:30:00.002-04:002010-11-01T21:33:34.918-04:00

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-40246852161936471532010-10-30T11:45:00.003-04:002010-10-30T12:20:42.501-04:00

I'm a quitter. By Natalie Dee. I quit blogging. and more importantly - I quit grad school.It was really more of a damage control thing than anything else... But I can get into that later.the important thing - is that I am now a scientist for a Fortune 500 company making consumer products - which is where I always wanted to end up - and i have arrived.My life is infinitely better than it was

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Hey Ladies and Gentleman!Greetings from the brink. Shit's been hectic the past couple months. I'm assuming we all can relate what with the lack of activity over the past four months or so.I finally finished my teacher certification program and am eagerly awaiting the arrival of one, shining, glorious piece of paper. The certification itself. The crowning glory. The cherry atop the heap of

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-64239824325042774492009-09-13T11:27:00.000-04:002009-09-13T11:28:07.761-04:00

Last week was rough. I think that 9/11 post was more of me processing "what am I doing with my life" than anything else. That was me in work-a-holic mode -- and I need to get away from that if I can.I was doing better previously- doing 30 min of cardio every other day - seeing my husband more days than not...And I need to get back there.Saturday (Yesterday) I slept until 5 pm. And today I am

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-83073139907684661792009-09-11T23:07:00.001-04:002009-09-11T23:09:04.711-04:00

How would I be living differently if my Health was my first priority?This is a question posed at The Happiness Project Blog. It is supposed to help people make changes in their lives I think.My answer to the question is easy:I would exercise 2 hours a day and 3 hours a day on alternating days.1 hour walking1 hour weights1 hour yogaor 1 hour walking1 hour yogaI would sleep 10 hours every night.I

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This Week, school started on my campus. The beginning of the fall semester resonates even more with me as a fresh start than January 1st. Here are some resolutions:1) Walk 30 min every day for 21 days21 days because that is how long it takes to form a habit. And I need to get back into the habit of cardiovascular workouts. 21 days in a row was the ideal, although today is Day 6 and I have

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It's been over a month since I've seen Occie, my beloved kitty. I was house-sitting out in the Styx and decided to bring him with me, since I'd be stationed there for two weeks and I'd been away the entire week before. Amidst the confusion of so many cats and under the shade of night, he slipped out the back door and out of my life altogether. -- Dammit, I'm already tearing up. This is why I

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-46392803663315222422009-06-11T16:21:00.004-04:002009-06-11T16:40:53.338-04:00

Greetings, greetings and once again greetings!It's been too long since I last checked in with all my group bloggy friends, I know. But I suppose that things have been a smidge hectic in ole Skuh's world.For starters, I've officially moved out of the parentals' house and am currently living in a log cabin, which I normally refer to as the loggin. And in terms of my interpersonal life, I feel that

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-83884844104172409402009-04-14T12:19:00.002-04:002009-04-14T13:16:11.849-04:00

Okay, who added those origami penguins? They are hilarious.I'm currently on my Spring Break, which I've been looking so forward to for SO many weeks, but today I've hit a slump.I think I was looking forward to the imagery of Spring Break--the idea of chillin' at a pool with a pina colada--when really my break is all about resting the pulled muscle in my back between stressful (last minute) dance

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-77420566709261441562009-04-06T06:52:00.002-04:002009-04-06T07:01:42.708-04:00

Skuh,I feel the same way about Easter.My mom called me this Friday- 6pm my time- I'm still at work. She asked if I got off of work on Good Friday- and if she should come visit me for Easter.My response was: When's Easter?My plans: work. Maybe clean my house a bit.

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-61248592655725513772009-04-05T19:04:00.002-04:002009-04-05T19:06:17.249-04:00

How in Christ's risen name is it already EASTER??I think I'll dye some eggies. Does anyone else have pagan plans for the holiday?

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-53281623086553817712009-04-01T01:39:00.005-04:002009-04-01T01:46:28.195-04:00

Just wanted to give a shout out to all my bitches in bloggy land!How y'all derin?! Y'all holdin it down, or what? I know I am.I'm working on the following:1) not being such a harpy to myself all the time; 2) moving out of my parents' house (can I get a woot, woot?); 3) doing all my homework for my Alt Cert class; 4) keeping my ears open about possible job opportunities, while ever keeping an eye

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-70959684080359417222009-03-12T19:28:00.002-04:002009-03-12T19:32:42.606-04:00

So, my parents friends just celebrated their 22nd wedding anniversary. Mr. John, who is not quite right in the head, provided this lovely card for his wife:The front features 2 women in bikini's standing very close to each other.The inside of the card reads: "It's so great to have a friend like you-- with similar interests".Below the card he writes "Happy 22nd Anniversary"... and tapes a

Meeleezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01057233006997106712noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-59374063584484177802009-03-09T21:21:00.000-04:002009-03-09T21:21:19.834-04:00

I used to have a drawing blog which I have since deserted. One of my husband's friends commented that he checks my old drawing blog every day in hopes of me making a new drawing. That is a bit sad- but it explains where all of my traffic comes from...Anyway- that comment inspired me to draw tonight. And here it is: Self Portrait with Corn. Obviously I am the orange lady. Do you like that

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Here's another Sylvan anecdote for those who enjoy them:I arrived at work the other day to find the two owners (a married couple) in a big and raucous hoopla, over what, I was not sure. The wifey was squawking and flitting about worrying that her toddler of a husband had planted the lizard she found crawling on her purse strap in the actual purse. The husband was getting her all worked up by

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-72253132866194955432009-03-03T11:03:00.005-05:002009-03-07T22:57:54.076-05:00

I'm not sure why I've chosen this movie quote as the title of my post . . . other than it popped into my head, and that seems to be how I label most blog posts: the first thing to pop into my head wins!Nice feedback on the bummer of a coffee meeting! What TR commented was of particular interest to me, and something that I will keep in mind as I take my first flying leap into the world of dating.

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-38022115811935721672009-02-28T10:34:00.007-05:002009-02-28T10:46:51.654-05:00

Not sure if I've reported to you all that I joined online dating services on a whim, but I think that I have, so here's an update. I met in person, for the first time ever, someone whom I know solely from the Interwebs.I was studying at CC's when he met up with me for coffee. I left all of my books out, which was many, and we talked for a little over an hour. He's from the north, and at the risk

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-62426267324467635812009-02-15T11:52:00.003-05:002009-02-16T07:39:31.916-05:00

I went on a professional development trip in a van with our two librarians, both about 59 years old (who think they are my two black mamas) and three other English teachers: teacher A we'll call "Pixie" because she is a thin as a rail white girl with hair down to her butt and very eccentric, and also very smart and nice. Teacher B we'll call "Bridge"--she's an African American girl from New

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-64406009656193894932009-02-14T12:53:00.008-05:002009-02-14T14:03:15.080-05:00

Hey ladies! Happy Valentine's Day!Usually, I'm not too big on this holiday, but for the first time ever, I actually have a boyfriend. The fact that he's a few thousand miles away is unimportant. I still plan to enjoy a singles awareness party with some hens and one wayward rooster.So, I'm going to engage in some thievery right now. Facebook thievery. I saw some posts by a girl that Tino is a

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-20587691653491603822009-02-08T13:05:00.012-05:002009-02-13T15:37:26.143-05:00

Just as I thought I had it figured out, an opportunity was presented to me that has introduced an all-together new angle to my life, also known as Decision-Making '09. A dear friend of mine, who cared for me and made sure I was still sane whilst in Germany, recently started talking me up to the University staff at FASK (where I studied for 2 semesters) and there's a good chance I could get a

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-4413365810588827452009-02-05T09:30:00.002-05:002009-02-05T09:30:00.812-05:00

Check out my laptop.I meant to post about my new Dell Mini 9 when I got it--- but shortly after I got it- I switched research groups. Finally I am posting photos for your viewing pleasure.The first photo is of the laptop next to a normal sized CD case and an ink pen.The second photo shows my mini next to my big computer and my wacom tablet.

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While I wait for my plates to dry, an update.Remember WTF Katu WTF ? Right. Thank you for your comments. It turns out that she probably is competitive and definitely insecure. Take this example:(Paragraph 3)On Friday I had a lunch with a faculty member who is on both of our committees. This faculty member is female, thin, blond, stylish, smart, and put together -- and not afraid to let you

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I guess I do have something of an announcement to make, Tino.So, you all know that I'm into this teacher training shenanigans -- and that it has done it's fair share of wearing on my mind, body and spirit. Inspired by the latter, I have been looking into: a) getting a job in Chattanooga, TN to live with my brother and his doggy or b) getting a job in a school in Louisiana as opposed to doing

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-90259661667771041432009-01-28T21:13:00.002-05:002009-01-28T21:34:23.528-05:00

So a few of you probably know this already. I know Fermi does. I can't remember if I've told Tino or Skuh yet. I am backing out of doing the peace corps.The decision came to a head as soon as I got back to school. It's kind of appropriate, new beginnings, big changes, huge decisions about my future. It's a muti-faceted decision. The main reasons arethe idea of taking another 2 year break

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-6949768098985170712009-01-26T20:47:00.002-05:002009-01-27T07:16:21.105-05:00

Right. Working a ton. Not keeping up with people. That is what I intended to write about...Do you remember Tino was working on a short story? Well I asked for it to read/edit/give comments and she sent it to me... I even started reading it, and editing some parts - making comments, etc. Perhaps all of you should know I just went through a phase of reading books about writing fiction. My

Ferminoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-80810131956981814562009-01-25T20:38:00.002-05:002009-01-25T20:55:10.176-05:00

Twenty five days in and I make my first post of the year. I've been doing really well at working lately: working and sleeping... and not much else beyond that. I'm not under pressure from any external forces- I just really like my job to the point of obsession- I can't get enough!And suddenly I find all of the balance I had in my life is gone. I work and sleep-- and walk the dogs on occasion.

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Hi boys! I put up a new header for this bloggy-poo. It's a penguin in Argentina. If that was a recording, it would be me saying "Argentina" in a fake Spanish accent. You're missing out.It has been forever and a day since I have even looked at blogs. As I was running this morning (in an attempt to shed some of the TEN POUNDS I've gained since leaving for school in August), I was thinking that

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-78441264080290087242009-01-07T10:48:00.014-05:002009-01-07T11:41:27.256-05:00

The Yoga teacher certification program is finally underway.It is quite the time-consuming endeavor, not to mention physically ambitious. We have class two days a week (Wed and Sun) for three hours each time.We are charged with:1) writing a gratitude journal entry every day; we are encouraged to focus on the things for which we are grateful, but are free to write on anything we desire2) meditating

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-88936388638398607672008-12-30T20:45:00.002-05:002008-12-30T21:03:09.389-05:00

New Years Resolutions:1. Work more2. Exercise more3. Write more4. Keep work desk clean5. Keep work papers organizedI can't recall the last time I took New Years to mean that I should make some resolutions. Resolutions don't seem fun-- I think that's it. But this year is different. Not only is it a new year, but a brand new world spreads itself before me, as I am out of the Catfish Lab. I am

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It's hard to watch a person you love, admire, and respect (more than almost anyone else) spend time and energy and devotion on a person who doesn't deserve even a minute of that attention. I don't know what my role exactly is with him. I don't know if I was ever supposed to be involved in the first place, but I am, and it's a false and frustrating kind of involvement--I'm consulted, I say what I

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-55671673797193500392008-12-23T16:41:00.006-05:002008-12-23T17:09:25.043-05:00

It's been a good while since I've visited, much less posted, and I extend my apologies and assurances that it is nothing personal. It's mostly due to the fact that I don't have regular access to a private computer (I'm currently logged in at the Lafayette Public Library), which makes it uncomfortable to write at the frequency I maintained before the computer at home decided to throw in the towel.

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-66351004633328823562008-12-21T12:09:00.000-05:002008-12-21T12:11:19.844-05:00

I enjoy the month of December.There is still plenty of cold weather ahead, it is Christmas Season, and I am filled with Hope for the upcoming year. December is also a time where I look back at the past year and think of all of my accomplishments. This usually involves writing a Christmas Update letter and sending Christmas cards out to my extended family and faraway friends.It is Sunday,

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-18997662855954866642008-12-15T16:42:00.002-05:002008-12-15T16:58:11.523-05:00

I've been thinking a lot about when I'm going to get serious about pursuing writing (as in, 5 year plan and maybe a 2009 summer program), and how I will transition from my current job (which I like) and how soon, etc. etc. I just ran across something that seemed apt and very applicable to my life and the lives of a lot of my friends and acquaintances. It's by Martha Beck. (If you've never read

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-18428535074167636282008-12-11T21:36:00.003-05:002008-12-11T21:55:35.868-05:00

I haven't posted in a long time - mainly because I feel that my life experiencing some mild turbulence. I am so American because by "my life" I mean my working life. My home life is beautiful.The turbulence is fine- I am not distressed about it. I am only being cautious as I move about the cabin and having my seat-belt buckled when I am seated.My current experiences right now have got me

Ferminoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-79469242950759285962008-11-25T12:40:00.000-05:002008-11-25T12:42:51.363-05:00

I am currently reading The Ten Year Nap which was recommended to me by a professor at a near-by girls college. It has 3/5 stars on Amazon so I would not have picked it up had it not been about mothers who had stopped working to raise children-- a topic that I am interested in.One of the reviewers on amazon said that the book is just all of these women complaining about their lives, but not

Ferminoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-10077304907874793452008-11-25T11:56:00.002-05:002008-11-25T12:38:41.742-05:00

I went to see Twilight: The Movie with some teacher buddies last Saturday. I had read the whole book series and was excited (Harry Potter-style) to see the film. My experiences at Cinemark made me want to write about two things:1. Getting along with girls (I hope none of them read it. I should unlink PM from my regular blog.)2. Human yearning?1. I got invited to see this movie by my friend and

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-58168870247877498502008-11-23T23:00:00.001-05:002008-11-23T23:00:22.782-05:00

Novella came and stayed at my apartment recently. I had a very good time with her, and we got to hang out more than I was expecting which was nice. Along with other things we talked about people we knew from high school and what/how they are doing now. I started thinking about high school people -- about how we all had very similar day-to-day lives at one time, and now we have scattered and

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-12054095003764612372008-11-21T16:53:00.004-05:002008-11-21T17:18:53.688-05:00

So since we like to talk about grad school things on this site and since grad school is one of the main things keeping me from posting more often than once every 2 months or so, I will post a story.The setup: Contemporary Political Theory class. 9 - 11:50 thursday mornings. This was my week to lead discussion and make questions for the class. There are about 20 people in this class. Most of

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-28137314733187320522008-11-20T21:55:00.004-05:002008-11-20T22:22:22.714-05:00

I sprayed Febreze on my hair tonight. I went to a cook-out before coming home from work, and I helped with the grill. This meant that my hair and clothes smelled strongly of charcoal. Clothes are easy enough to change, but hair -- what could I do? I didn't want to shower, and spraying Yardley London English Lavender on my hair would only make me more nauseous. I needed something to eat up

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-23677011432049893832008-11-10T23:07:00.002-05:002008-11-10T23:18:49.078-05:00

Attitude is everything no substitute for quality work. I am too tired to write a whole post about this... but feel free to share your thoughts.

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toothpastefordinner.comHow Babies Are Made 10/30/08 is a blog post by Natalie Dee that has significantly influenced my life. Hopefully the link gets you there. If not, I believe I have provided enough information for you to find it. How Babies Are Made has cured me of my "baby wanting" for the time being. This is good, because the idea of babies seems very appealing when compared with the

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-84543372711464769872008-11-06T22:20:00.001-05:002008-11-06T22:21:09.971-05:00

Training Success: Day 2I think I read on a dog training web site that the handler should vary the food rewards so the dog is expecting the unexpected. Will it be chicken or cheese? Hot dog or steak? In this light, I purchased something new: Chicken Livers. They were actually recommended in the same line of the book as hot dogs. This was my first experience with chicken livers, and you can

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-52283981124422892982008-11-05T19:00:00.002-05:002008-11-06T22:23:27.272-05:00

A hip pack.I don't know if I've blogged before about how much I love Amazon: Amazon and on-line shopping in general.The book I ordered: When Pigs Fly: Training Success with Impossible Dogs, arrived last night. Not only is it hilarious, but it makes me think that maybe my dogs aren't so bad after all. The Pigs-Fly training method is based on 100% positive reinforcement which I agree with. My

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-90226525399056079742008-11-05T16:45:00.004-05:002008-11-09T16:43:44.958-05:00

I've got 14.5 inch calves (circumference). Previously ignorant of this essential detail, I ordered boots from Zappos. I only measured after noticing that my calves bulged over the tops and the side zipper pinched me on the way up.I am interested in black leather boots that have a zero to one inch heel (and if heel, then wedge) that are also wide enough for my feet and loose enough for me to be

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-90261468062051098142008-11-05T16:31:00.004-05:002008-11-05T16:36:01.146-05:00

Words escape me in light of this momentous, historical occasion.In all honesty, I cried a little (tears of joy) as I listened to the speech he made in Grant Park last night. It feels nice to be proud of America.

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-32523788389257460682008-11-02T20:55:00.002-05:002008-11-06T22:24:24.075-05:00

It all happened too fast and too early in the morning. At least that's what Diego thought. He's the one who took a bite out of the guy's leg. Yes, I'm being serious. My dog bit someone. Fuck.7 am. I roll out of bed and put on my signature giant black robe.-Right, so it isn't even mine, it belongs to Jips, and because it is designed for a man it is large and it engulfs me in fluffiness. -I

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-81304047833772656152008-10-26T16:51:00.006-04:002008-10-26T17:06:51.544-04:00

Wool Military Coat: $358Metallic raincoat: $320Smythe Equestrian Jacket, Plaid: $598Smythe Equestrian Jacket, Black: $598Knee High Stretch Boot: $129Cape Cadet Coat: $865I am not really going to buy any of this. Mainly because I can't imagine spending more than $200 for a coat. Those boots are hot, but they would kill my feet.

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-17701183657338259612008-10-26T10:34:00.003-04:002008-10-26T10:49:03.608-04:00

Just a quick question to everyone who is inclined to answering: what do you think about internet dating?It's always seemed a little bizarre to me. (And a little bit creepy too.) In all honesty, I feel desperate for considering it as an option, even for a moment. But hey, it seems to be working for a lot of people out there, right? Still though, I can't imagine budgeting monthly for my website

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-66110680463441334182008-10-22T18:56:00.003-04:002008-10-22T19:11:37.443-04:00

I meant to post this a while back, but I'm only now remembering.I was on Library duty the other day during a lunch shift. Kids were coming in to take AR tests and asking me to put the monitor password in, etc.Suddenly I hear some racket in the hallway. It's noisier than the usual yelling and slamming of lockers. A bunch of kids in the library jump up off the computers and crowd around the

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-41420508383862327032008-10-19T11:49:00.009-04:002008-10-19T12:43:34.178-04:00

Last night I had the pleasure of hanging out with some of my most beloved people and their fam. We were going out for an early-ish dinner, since the eldest of the elders doesn't like to eat past 6 pm. We decided on Ground Pat'i, a cornerstone of the Lafayette diner scene. Driving in separate vehicles, the elders led the caravan and us young whipper-snappers were holding it down in the S00B,

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-84783739878877529742008-10-12T21:46:00.000-04:002008-10-12T21:47:18.350-04:00

I haven't been quite sure what to write about, mainly because I didn't want to write about the most significant thing in my life lately: being alone. I am not totally alone, I still have Herman and Diego with me, but Jips is gone visiting his family for five days. So for five days I am living alone. I've never actually lived alone before. I don't think it would be good for me. I need people

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-15133777559209316542008-10-08T16:23:00.003-04:002008-10-08T16:57:14.142-04:00

One of my most remarkable students, who was in my class last year as a freshman, gave me one of his poems to read today.He joined the club I am a sponsor for--the school's literary magazine publishing club. I don't teach him anymore, but I do see him at meetings. Hm, this is going to require some set up. Let me paint a picture of this kid before I talk about his poem:He is one of those unique

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-5293813342591063282008-10-07T23:13:00.004-04:002008-10-07T23:45:29.074-04:00

I met with my faves Professor (she's totes adorable, organized and actually models the behaviors she encourages us to practice as teachers) today to talk to her about my options in terms of becoming certified. She said that it would be in my best interest to finish the program at UL since I will be almost finished by the end of this semester and will have much lighter course loads in the spring

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-45166934975784001582008-10-05T15:10:00.002-04:002008-10-05T15:12:35.445-04:00

I can feel it: the obsession creeping in. I am checking MY OWN BLOG multiple times a day to look for comments and new posts.Skuh asked me why I said TFA is the devil. The reality is that I just like to make outlandish claims without any substance to them. I don't know that much about Teach For America, but these facts make me distrust them:1) they are an organization with lots of propaganda2)

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-33725142927609337472008-10-05T12:46:00.010-04:002008-10-05T13:58:53.492-04:00

Yes, I'm at a loss. Yes, I've been upset. No I don't have a real job or prospects of getting one soon. Do I need to get over it, regardless? It's probably not a bad idea. Like Fermi said, focus on the positive. Last night my friend RayB came into town to visit, since she moved back to NOLA a few months ago. Incidentals: she looked great and I told her so. New Orleans agrees with her (I told her

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-45878560254546143902008-10-04T13:32:00.002-04:002008-10-04T13:54:36.146-04:00

I'm going to continue the post train of talking about grad school. It's 1:30, the VT game just kicked off about a mile away from where I'm sitting right now. That location is my desk in my horribly messy room. Messy because, as Fermi says, I have other stuff to do that take priority. Messy because, as Fermi didn't say, I haven't slept here in about 3 weeks. The portion of my life contained

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-41746529421902199602008-10-04T11:26:00.001-04:002008-10-04T11:26:12.054-04:00

The 1992 graduate asked me who I worked for, and when I told her she scrunched up her face in disgust. I smiled and said "yes." "Maybe he's changed." She said. "He hasn't. The person who told me I should work for him got fired the year I joined.""That was the same thing that happened to my friend who worked for him." she said. ---------------Now in my third year, my boss is not the problem.

Ferminoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-56517672639011902222008-10-03T14:55:00.004-04:002008-10-03T15:04:58.448-04:00

so this past weekend i went to austin city limits with the hubby and my little sister. it was SO fantastic....there is something about being with thousands of other people outside and being able to see 10 of your favorite bands all in one weekend. i haven't been able to go in the last 3 years, so it was really nice to go back.and austin has quickly moved to the top of the "where we want to move

bootonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552313645490447003noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-61876443395866415142008-10-02T18:01:00.007-04:002008-10-02T18:15:15.602-04:00

I think I am going to drop out of the Alt Cert program at UL. It's expensive and I don't have the time to make any money. I am unsure that it's in my best interest to continue along this path. I am looking into Teach for America as a serious option, as well as programs in different states that pretty much pay you to get certified. I am so fucking tired of not making any money. And I'm even more

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-67868343304173917982008-09-23T17:24:00.005-04:002008-09-23T17:36:37.553-04:00

Yesterday, I noticed that the garden on my street had been converted into a haunted garden. Pretty spooky, right?

Novellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213126199936382533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-79695009584883282072008-09-17T21:14:00.003-04:002008-09-17T21:18:56.127-04:00

looks like I'm the third taffy girl trying to catch up on a little penguin blogging today. Fermi, I LOVED your story about the mama's boy on the bus. Mostly because I love watching/stalking people on public transit, but also because it was interesting to see someone through your eyes who is just starting grad school as I am just starting grad school. Tino, I put the Natalie penguin up. I

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-48078019744267288912008-09-17T19:15:00.002-04:002008-09-17T19:22:27.989-04:00

HA! I came on this site because I saw that penguin on Nataliedee's site and I was going to post it here. Looks like somebody beat me to it.I haven't blogged in a while. A tree fell on our rent house and we moved to another rent house. We're in that annoying stage where all of the things are in the new house but they are all in boxes. It is strangely overwhelming.I'm in a little bit of a

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-79388106310318266042008-09-17T11:41:00.002-04:002008-09-17T12:08:00.093-04:00

I am unsure of what it is about the quality of the first cool spell in Louisiana that reminds of being a bright-eyed Freshman at LSU. I just remember being excited and scared about being another face awash in a sea of faces. The cool air caused me to be on my toes and expect the unexpected that was assuredly waiting just around the bend. Sometimes I wish I could go back to that time that was

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-78437537606998344062008-09-16T09:45:00.000-04:002008-09-16T09:45:01.064-04:00

Obviously, I have not been blogging lately. I blame it on this graduate women therapy group that I am quitting today. More on that later. Work is pretty awesome. Seriously. :) And, I managed to work out not once last week, but 4 times! By Monday (yesterday) I was feeling so energized that I did 40 min on the elliptical rather than my minimal 30 min. I feel like I might be getting my life

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-49378081977907491412008-09-07T20:41:00.006-04:002008-09-07T21:13:46.722-04:00

I haven't written anything on here in a week. I have wanted to write about things I cannot tell, and beyond that my thoughts are scattered. A list of my scattered thoughts:1. McCain looks like he has had plastic surgery. His face is creepy when he smiles, as if he has already spent a lifetime of not smiling, so that he needed plastic surgery to smile again.2. I need to do cardio more than

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-87670616634015498062008-09-07T12:41:00.000-04:002008-09-07T12:42:25.717-04:00

Looks like it worked after all. NICE!

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-26973706748721819622008-09-07T12:23:00.009-04:002008-09-07T19:13:33.540-04:00

I tried like the dickens to post a video poking fun at Lee Hotti and other such shameless Guidos, but youtube refuses to recognize the fact that I've registered another bloggy. I'll have to settle for badly photoshopped pictures (that are hilarious) that were made to look like inspirational posters.I am unsure of when my curiosity for the Guido began, but it was definitely piqued when Fermi

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-48421148972132774142008-09-07T12:22:00.001-04:002008-09-07T12:22:14.997-04:00

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-91383584206815827952008-09-05T15:14:00.001-04:002008-09-05T15:16:59.949-04:00

So, how do we like the new picture? I felt an Asian dude dressed as a penguin was the best representation for our bloggy as we head into Fall.So I'm just chilling here, trying to write my first grad school paper and gripped by fear that it's going to be bad. Well, I'm pretty sure it is going to be bad, just worse than I'm anticipating.I'm so over this shit.

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-51833931702969153362008-09-01T16:45:00.000-04:002008-09-01T16:45:00.740-04:00

Jips and I like going to the gulf coast during labor day weekend because there are fewer people on the beach, and this labor day the combined forces of Gustav and the shitty economy made for even fewer people on the beach. Yes, you read that correctly, with the approaching hurricane Gustav, I traveled south to go to the beach. It was wonderful. The beach is the most healing place for me:

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-7024082203919285632008-09-01T09:23:00.002-04:002008-09-01T09:32:38.098-04:00

So this is my first Louisiana hurricane from outside Louisiana. I know it may sound stupid, but I wish I were there. My parents are sticking in Laffy, as is Skuh. Tino is in the raggedy. I'm pretty sure they still have the interwebs, so they may even read this and chuckle at me giving our readership updates on their safety.I am really worried for New Orelans. This is precisely the last thing

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-55939268597203343912008-08-29T07:46:00.004-04:002008-08-29T08:03:29.633-04:00

so, i'm back from my long months of no blogging- just caught up, and am happy to see that everyone else was still writing and doing well! my life has been insane lately. fantastic, but insane. i woke up at 5:30 this morning to make breakfast for my hubby before work, and because i'm trying to do as much work as possible. we're leaving asap to go visit his family for the weekend (and to escape

bootonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552313645490447003noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-24463940108659231972008-08-26T07:45:00.000-04:002008-08-26T07:45:00.396-04:00

VideoFacebook in Real Life! It is so great! I found it on Method Uncertain who knows how to embed videos, while I do not.

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-72391440834497742332008-08-25T11:57:00.003-04:002008-08-25T14:32:15.561-04:00

It's interesting reading about you guys gearing up for the new semester. My girlfriend starts school on Wednesday as well. It's scary how quickly I've forgotten what student life is like. I guess I've made so many changes since I graduated that it's no wonder my brain has written-over some of those old routines. So, what's going on with me this week? My girlfriend moved into a new apartment

Novellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213126199936382533noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-70563466390540088092008-08-25T10:15:00.002-04:002008-08-25T10:24:13.397-04:00

Off to the races again, ladies and gents. The fall semester starts today. I am going to proclaim -- as I have numerous times already in my personal bloggy -- that henceforth, things will proceed with rapidity. I couldn't be happier, because living in Lafayette suits me about as much as wearing jersey knit dresses: it's comfortable in a way, but probably not the best idea.I really want to kick

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-82297458696929868822008-08-24T22:04:00.002-04:002008-08-24T22:30:38.739-04:00

So I'm here at grad school. Back "in" school. I stayed with Fermi on my drive here, which was nice, even though I didn't get to spend nearly enough time with her and the Jips man. And their pups. Those pups are ca-ra-zy.Classes start tomorrow, although mine don't start until Wednesday evening. I do have one meeting tomorrow, with the professor I'll be working for this semester. Everything

Peacebonehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05188476686161972917noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-19398262904701230032008-08-23T12:23:00.000-04:002008-08-23T12:23:00.350-04:00

At my University it was the first week of classes. I am auditing one class this semester about macromolecular structure and it is very interesting. Sitting in class feels like a treat! It is also a bit odd as I am constantly reminded of how I know almost nothing about Biochemistry. This is a new feeling because I selected my focus before my senior year of college and from my senior year until

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-62803373669523701372008-08-19T17:14:00.000-04:002008-08-19T17:16:02.243-04:00

In the comments of the last post Novella asked if my sister could get professional help.I need to explain more of the story. In this post, Sister = S.The root of the problem is not that my sister is too skinny, but rather that she is a Follower. We are all followers to some extent, but she is a Follower in the most extreme of ways. She Follows to the point of becoming brainwashed. She is 27,

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-53284500615112546232008-08-18T21:11:00.000-04:002008-08-18T21:11:40.681-04:00

Skuh:Nice lists. I noticed when you gave me a shout out on your personal blog... but didn't comment there for fear of losing my secret identity. As for where to live--you touch on this in your next post--it is important to live where going outside is pleasurable. I vote for TN, but what do I know? I love America, so I couldn't possibly suggest that you go to Germany. ----I saw my sister for

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-65175306266727737652008-08-18T12:32:00.010-04:002008-08-18T12:55:03.941-04:00

I had the surprising pleasure of going on a camping trip this weekend in the Kisatchie National Forest, specifically the Red Bluff Recreation Grounds. I grew up just a few minutes from where we set up camp and, although it's taken a lifetime, I feel totally at home in those woods. The trip was relaxing overall, exhilarating at times and a reminder as to what is important to me in life: being

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-20835446956252862812008-08-17T21:37:00.000-04:002008-08-17T21:38:15.839-04:00

The night before I left for my grandparent's house, I went to B&N to pick up a book for the trip. Netherland, by Joseph O'Neill jumped into my hands mainly because it is the "Bookies' Favourite" (for the Man Booker Prize 2008.) I must admit that I was hesitant to purchase it. I read a few reviews and thought that it would be a book about Cricket (the sport.) But far from my expectations this

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-89273397540055468402008-08-14T10:02:00.020-04:002009-02-09T15:40:56.686-05:00

I recently made a list of places I might want to live next year on my personal bloggy and, much to my surprise, I think it really helped. It helped me determine which options I am seriously considering and which ones just sound and look nice, but are for whatever reason not actual choices. I would like to present you all with the abridged list in hopes that someone has been to/lived in some of

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-18642989783238584112008-08-13T11:30:00.001-04:002008-08-13T11:31:36.680-04:00

I am going on vacation tomorrow. Well, I'm going to a family reunion. It isn't quite the same as a beach vacation but I am looking forward to it for one reason: It is not WORK.I am happy to have a day off, even if that day is spent sitting in an airport reading a book for 5 hours waiting for a delayed flight. We are going to my grandparent's house, and I enjoy going there because I know what to

Ferminoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-41345127417629274622008-08-11T12:50:00.000-04:002008-08-11T12:50:59.713-04:00

I didn't blog much last week because I was too busy waking up at an ungodly hour - walking to the train - taking the train downtown - and walking to school. Reverse and repeat for the way home. I thought that getting to work early would be good because I wouldn't get as sweaty on my way in. But I was wrong. Getting to work early is NOT good, (sans good.) I was overly tired all day which made me

Ferminoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-89118645742497189832008-08-09T16:31:00.002-04:002008-08-17T21:39:43.103-04:00

A book like The White Tiger comes around only once a generation in the jungle. Last time it was The Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison. This time it is The White Tiger, by Aravind Adiga. My aunt recommended the book to me, and I picked it up from The Noble with a birthday gift-card. I didn't find this out until later, but The White Tiger is suddenly getting more press because it made the Man

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-78795947354551578062008-08-02T09:56:00.003-04:002008-08-02T10:02:28.380-04:00

I have a love/hate relationship with my birthday. On one hand it is my ultimate favorite day, because it is a day for me: a day I can celebrate my Fermi-ness. I used to dislike my birthday because I got unwanted gifts and attention and that made me feel uncomfortable. Now, I get more presents that I want, and I am overall more at peace with who I am so unwanted attention doesn't bother me

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-87020890102483467742008-07-31T12:11:00.002-04:002008-07-31T12:34:08.035-04:00

I read an article in O Magazine this morning called "Women and the Negativity Receptor." It brought up some interesting information, such as:"Why is it that some people, the Donald Trumps of the world, seem to believe only the best about themselves, while others--perhaps especially women, perhaps especially young women--seize on the most self-critical thoughts they can come up with? 'It turns

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-15771431315259854992008-07-29T19:25:00.002-04:002008-07-29T19:26:11.427-04:00

In the realm of work-life balance there are several classes of opinion ranging from [My job defines me - I love my job - I am a work-a- holic] to [I hate my job and only do this for the paycheck] with all shades of gray in between. I got to thinking about this when skuh posted awhile back and said: "I still am having trouble believing that people can like what they do for a living." Do I like

Ferminoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-77845124265513646992008-07-28T15:20:00.006-04:002008-12-11T01:29:38.901-05:00

After going through a dry spell of encountering subway poster détournement, I was happy to stumble upon these two posters late one night at my very own Grand L stop. The second one is making use of an ad for the new season of Heroes and some reality TV show called "Date My Ex" (notice how the "Showtime" logo in the top left corner has been altered to read "Ho time"). The Will within Will poster

Novellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213126199936382533noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-53523459579115213602008-07-27T18:36:00.003-04:002008-12-11T01:29:39.494-05:00

Hurray for Bomber Man '93! This is one of the old Nintendo games that is available for download and play on the Wii. We don't have it, but Honey G and Gayla do and we played it at their place last night. I am not a fan of most video games. But this one is AWESOME!If you play 4-player you start out with these guys: White Helmet, Black Helmet, Red Helmet, and Blue Helmet. I was Black Helmet,

Ferminoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-85475707578441200812008-07-26T13:49:00.004-04:002008-07-26T14:13:41.727-04:00

Love the pictures, Fermi. And kudos for being in a space of embracing your physical form. I am working towards that same goal myself, one little-bitty step at a time. It helps to see things like your last post. It reminds me to appreciate the progress I've made over the past couple of years and not to fixate on the steps back I've taken over the past few months. I'll get there, I know it. It just

Skuhhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18428163141489508684noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-83629910944869393232008-07-26T10:21:00.002-04:002008-12-11T01:29:40.447-05:00

I felt good about my body this morning, which is probably a result of the following:a) lack of menstral crampsb) lack of muscle sorenessc) being well rested with sleepd) having my muscles rested as I did not exersize yesterday.This is probably the first time all week that I have felt this positive about my physical self. Previously, I just felt rotten, but that is no longer the case.The photos

Ferminoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-63755890362496175962008-07-24T11:57:00.008-04:002008-12-11T01:29:42.632-05:00

Hey guys. I'm finally back from tour and starting to readjust to everyday life. Playing in Europe was amazing. My favorite spots were definitely Berlin, Prague, Paris, and Birmingham. Unfortunately, I didn't have the opportunity to sight see much, but I was able to explore Berlin and see the Eiffel Tower in gay Paris. Above is a pic of Malkmus playing Siren Fest this past Saturday at Coney

Novellahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16213126199936382533noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-89477144578710749332008-07-23T21:03:00.000-04:002008-12-11T01:29:42.806-05:00

make that my ass and back and shoulders.On Monday, I did a wee bit too much of teh exercise.Today I took a nap.Earlier today I felt like quitting graduate school. Not only am I completely disillusioned with Academia, but I also feel that I lack the enthusiasm I once had for my subject. Now, there is a possibility that this disregard for my work stems from my overall state of being sleep

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-83904565604055697862008-07-18T16:43:00.001-04:002008-07-18T16:47:40.889-04:00

"Family" as a topic was not always peaking my interest. For young Fermi, life was family with a side of school. And at that time I was interested in relationships. I was afraid of divorce. I needed to know how to have a good relationship and not get divorced. Looking back now, I'm not sure where my divorce obsession came from other than the fact that I found it hard to trust people in

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-18327524825379339372008-07-16T21:33:00.000-04:002008-07-16T21:33:08.023-04:00

*This post is in response to Tino's post below*How It StartedI started running in 5th grade. I'm not sure why. Maybe because my parents were always running or walking or roller-blade-ing. I decided to run one mile every day for 100 days. We had a treadmill at our house at the time so that made it easy to do even if it was raining outside. And I did it. At the end of the 100 days I ran a 10K

Ferminoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-27790638065418644042008-07-16T12:55:00.002-04:002008-07-16T13:29:45.991-04:00

Some of Fermi's recent posts have got me thinking about summer workout programs. Well, workout programs in general. For me, summer is a big deal because I have June and July off and there is NO structure at all to my schedule.I am intrigued about other people's routines, because this is something I've never established for myself, for whatever reason. Call it personality: type B, a "P" for "

Tinohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09065029219407838715noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-89380802235199175412008-07-15T19:14:00.002-04:002008-07-15T19:27:44.666-04:00

I said good-bye to my grandmother today. Her health has been deteriorating for a few years and today she decided that it is time to let go. She is not going to dialysis anymore. That basically gives her 2 weeks at most to live. Most likely less than that because of her numerous comorbidities. My family is a wreck and I'm 5 hours away and can't be there. I'm certain that I'll be able to get

Meeleezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01057233006997106712noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5963014590500011632.post-74704378649513123902008-07-15T19:09:00.002-04:002008-07-15T19:18:17.900-04:00

I spent my whole day at work in front of one computer or another manipulating my data. This is totally different from most of my days lately that at least involve some wet-chemistry bench work. The good thing is that most of this data manipulation is semi-mindless, (read: an undergrad could do it.) and I got to listen to my Ipod while I was processing my files. I noted two songs that I hadn't

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