May 2009
54 posts
April 2009
63 posts
do i have swine flu? →
doihaveswineflu.org
(via kathychoi)
Just got sent this as a gchat link. Everyone should check immediately, just in case.
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2 Things
1) Just took a totally unjustifiable but completely needed 6-hr study break to go play with Manda and Danielle (aka watching Gilmore Girls and make dinner and have a maj catch up sess). It was not time I could really afford to spare from Downes time but it was not an afternoon that I could have missed.
GALove 4everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
(You may shoot me now.)
2) My gchat noise changed itself. Overnight. It’s super weird and super annoying. Does anyone have any idea how this happened or how I can change it back?
AlterNet: Why Being Smart Won't Get You Laid →
alternet.org
“So whether you went (or should have gone) to the likes of Harvard, Yale, Princeton, MIT, Stanford, Columbia, Cornell, Swarthmore, Amherst, Dartmouth, Brown, Oxford, Cambridge, Berkeley, Penn, Caltech, Duke, read on”
Ah, and thus the less-achievement oriented shall inherit the earth.
HIMYM is God's Show, Fools
- Who even invented the three day rule?
- Jesus.
- No, don't do this.
- No, Jesus chose the perfect number of days. One day and no one even notices. The next day is Saturday. Everyone's busy doing stuff and chores and running errands. Sunday-- Sunday is perfect--
- No.
- --And everyone's already in church!
Square of Knowledge Reforms (little work ensues)
- Danielle's Status: birds and/or gnomes keep hitting the windows in the fishbowl in bostock.
- Danielle: stop braiding and do work
- me: bah, it was getting in my face. also: gnomes?
- Danielle: yes. they are flying into the window
- its the sound you hear
- man man came up with it
- me: gnomes?
- Amanda: mhm
- me: i didn't know gnomes flew
- Amanda: no they are in the walls, silly
- me: oh, ok then
- Amanda: duh
THERE IS ANTHROPOLOGIE AT SOUTHPOINT.
That’s all.
“Paradise is heaven right?… I’m gonna pass this final!”
—Danielle, discussing Dante. And why yes, Danielle, it is.
Apparently there are no pity Nobel Prizes
(This strawpoll is inspired by my research on my linguistics paper and Ken Pike)
Would you rather be nominated for the Nobel prize FIFTEEN YEARS IN A ROW and NEVER WIN or just never be nominated at all?
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Bat For Lashes - Use Somebody (Kings Of Leon Cover)
Hipstertracks is the soundtrack of my linguistics paper. If I were writing acknowledgements for this one, I’d have to give them props.
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Viva La Vida by Lady GaGa
originally by Coldplay
(posted by bunkercomplex)
I didn’t realize how fun her voice could be; straight piano/vocals combo is suprising for the LET’S DANCE/synth lady.
Question--
Has facebook gotten rid of wall posts from before 2007? I was attempting to look at a full wall-to-wall while procrasting and couldn’t get to any before two years ago. Can they do that?
Best Summer Everrrrrrrrrrr
The Summer Plan (as it stands)
May 1-4 Beach Week
May 5-10 Grad Week (and Caryn’s 21st!)
May 11-23 Fam Vacay out West
May 23-30 Homeless wandering, Belmont Pool, FACing
June 1 Move in day! Also start Reseach Assistant Job, FACing
June Plan training, play with Manda and Nicole, adventures (TBD)
June ?? Weekend in NYC? Weekend in Charleston?
July More play, more FACing. Make FAC packs.
July 17-19 (?) DC!
July 30-Aug 2 Gainesville for Send-Off Par-tay
Aug 3-11 Frantically prepare for O-Week
Aug 12 Board Arrives, the madness begins.
Am I missing anything?
Craven is do fusing
“Some things in life don’t have deadlines. It’s never too late to start meeting people-I met some of my favorite people senior year; it’s never too late to catch up with an old friend; it’s never too late to say you’re sorry; it’s never too late to learn something new; it’s never too late to try something new; it’s never too late to fall in love; it’s never too late to start caring about others.”
—
-advice from Jiajia, former news managing editor of The Chronicle in her senior column. Oh goodness, it’s started. (via bottle-it-up)
Such wise words - the beginning of the end begins!
(via kathychoi)
Scary but also kind of encouraging. Juniors, we will mourn the class of 2009 for a bit and then we must make it our goal to live the hell out of senior year. It’s never too late!
Reason #423 That I Enjoy My Job
My boss will actually tell me that my bangs look really good today. This is gratifying on multiple levels.
(Note: she did not say my hair looks good today, which is probably in part because all the damned rain this morning not only left me tromping around in rain boots when it was 70 degrees and sunny but also created the humidity that left my hair doing all sorts of weird poofy things.)
Point being, I like that the ladies at work will compliment by hair and clothes and make me feel good about making an effort to look nice/vaguely professional for work.
“You were a group of strangers, and then you came here. Struggles, studies and this place made you a class.”
—Dickie B on the power of Duke in his State of the University address.
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The original of this is one of those songs that will always define one very specific moment/day in freshman year. As the song might imply, it was not a very pleasant day, but two years later I can smile thinking about the whole thing (OH FROSH MELODRAMZ) and appreciate the song all over again. This gorgeous cover helps too. :)
The District Sleeps Alone Tonight by Matt Smith
originally by Postal Service
(via themattsmith)
I just danced to Cascada’s Every Time We Touch with the president of the Alumni Association (Ann, you rock!) and then drove people home to the WaDuke in a golf cart which, on the way back to KVille, shorted out, causing a small electrical fire and a ton of smoke. Thankfully Stephen Temple was there and he made sure the cart wasn’t going to explode and then we pushed it up Science Drive and then to Kville.
So if you saw some crazy looking girls pushing a golf cart, that was us. Epic.
Some Housekeeping:
1) There seems to be a little microtrend picking up of calling Shooters “Scoots” or even “Scoot Scoots.” As in “Are you going to Scoot scoots tonight?”
First off, no I am not, because I am now over 21 years old (and therefore now go to real bars) but am not yet a second semester senior (and therefore going to Shooters all the time in a series of mad attempts to relive freshman year and avoid the reality of graduating).
Second, I am not because this “Scoots” place your talk about DOES NOT EXIST and sounds even more ridiculous than Shooters. Which already sounds ridiculous.
2) I am so pleased that I have decided not to write a thesis. Not having it hanging over my head next spring is going to be the best thing ever.
3) It’s really sad when your gchat list has reached totally absurd levels (Over 100 contacts? Who are these people?) but still fails you in the crucial moment.
And by crucial moment, I of course mean that my new sandals apparently have been delivered (according to the USPS website) and I need someone to squeal about that with but no one is online!
…
Oh wait, now Moyer is. Yay shoes!
“Thou shalt sinnest and thou shalt die. And thou shalt be PUNISH-ED, bitch.”
—My notes on The Sound and the Fury. It makes exactly zero percent more sense in context. Why did I write that?
LDOC forecast, 10 days out:
72 degrees and partly cloudy, following two days of rain (blech). Come on weather gods..
Also: if the weather only gets nice during finals week I will cry because I WILL be living in the library.
what really hurts in life.
- Jordan: i think i got rejected
- me: im sorry love
- Jordan: i feel like such a reject
- even my fake FML got rejected
- me: submit THAT
- it'd be so meta
- Jordan: there are tons of those
- when i was looking through the moderator ones
- me: mmm you are a sad monkey.
- me: can i blog this convo?
- Jordan: lol sure
- me: thanks
- Jordan: link it
- me: will do
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I Need to Spend Less Time In Alpine
Moyer didn’t even call me before coming to find me here this morning.
“Well I just knew you’d be here silly.”
It’s not my fault that this is where the coffee lives.
“We know that you think we look just as good without makeup, and that we walk faster when we’re not wearing heels. But we wish you knew that you are not our concern when we’re getting dolled up. We dress to impress gay men and other women.”
—
Jezebel’s 10 Things We Wish Guys Knew We Know
Stuff like this is why I love Jezebel muchly.
