Challah!
When I had long hair, its oiliness was an indicator as to when I needed to shower. I don't ever feel oily with short hair. I don't think I've showered for three days. Oops?
I waste my time with anime and disney sing-a-long songs. HO HO HO.
I've been trying to get rid of my parents' food so quickly that when I tried to have dinner tonight, I realized that there wasn't anything to eat that was readily available, save for the millions of dumplings wrapped, bagged, frozen in the freezer. There was this plate of food with frozen sauce on top. Thinking it was fish, I popped it in the microwave last night, and once the sauce was hot and melted, I realized that my parents had left me a giant fish head for leftovers. DISGUSTING!
Latest studies: marine mammals, neurotransmitters, paraxial mesoderm development.
Hipsters would be more tolerable if they broke out into song and dance like a musical, and if they didn't blow secondhand smoke in a way that allowed the wind to carry it to my face.
Would it be bad to be an otaku??
11.29.2007
11.28.2007
tonkoro ten
3 dreams in one night (Sunday I think):
1.) Me at Dartmouth interviewing for med school, except I was waiting inside a high school for my name to be called into a room. My appointment was at 6:00PM, and this other student showed up asking me so many questions that I got annoyed with them.
2.) Isle seeing me across the street, me walking up, and then her hugging me. She said something along the lines of, "I haven't seen you in so long that I had to replace you with another Asian on my facebook profile picture."
3.) I was at a high school, which resembles the campus I go to right now, but I lost something on school grounds, so I walk back, get lost in a maze of streets.
My parents are gone, but the aftershocks remain. I've been spending the last few days trying to clean out, or, eat everything that they've cooked when they were here. Fish, beef with bitter melon, bbq pork, roasted pork, wontons. They left me packets and packets of dumplings. I move something to the side in the fridge, and another bag pops out. Jesus.
More grades. More calls for interviews. More me becoming apathetic again. So ready to go to LA and DC.
I stayed up until 6:00AM this morning, watching youtube videos of ABC shows. Oh, guilty pleasures.
I'm thinking about working at a Quickly part-time. I'd get to make all the boba tea and fried food that I'd want. Mmm.
1.) Me at Dartmouth interviewing for med school, except I was waiting inside a high school for my name to be called into a room. My appointment was at 6:00PM, and this other student showed up asking me so many questions that I got annoyed with them.
2.) Isle seeing me across the street, me walking up, and then her hugging me. She said something along the lines of, "I haven't seen you in so long that I had to replace you with another Asian on my facebook profile picture."
3.) I was at a high school, which resembles the campus I go to right now, but I lost something on school grounds, so I walk back, get lost in a maze of streets.
My parents are gone, but the aftershocks remain. I've been spending the last few days trying to clean out, or, eat everything that they've cooked when they were here. Fish, beef with bitter melon, bbq pork, roasted pork, wontons. They left me packets and packets of dumplings. I move something to the side in the fridge, and another bag pops out. Jesus.
More grades. More calls for interviews. More me becoming apathetic again. So ready to go to LA and DC.
I stayed up until 6:00AM this morning, watching youtube videos of ABC shows. Oh, guilty pleasures.
I'm thinking about working at a Quickly part-time. I'd get to make all the boba tea and fried food that I'd want. Mmm.
11.25.2007
d-bipolar
You saying you love my parents equates to you saying you love genocide. Are you endorsing genocide? Because Hitler tried that. And we all saw how well that turned out!
I don't know how my parents survived until now. They keep putting food on my plate, and every single time I don't like it. They never learn their lesson. How many things in the wild can keep making the same mistake and not get eaten?
Another example just now: earlier in the day, around 11AM, my mom had sprayed the room with what she THOUGHT was deodorizer. I scolded her for that, because she was spraying Endust, dusting and cleaning spray. Now, it's 6:45PM, and she's spraying around the apartment.
Me: "Excuse you!"
Ma: "What? This is the right one, right?"
Me: "NO! That one's for cleaning dust!"
Ma: "Which one is it then?"
Me: "... the white canister!..."
So she doused the area with that aerosol can, and now I have a headache, as if them being here wasn't enough of a pain in the neck.
NOW they've invited unwanted guests into my tranquil hardwood garden. ARGH!!!!
So I decided to tell Janey about the news that I was going to spend a week in D.C. Glory hallelujah she's going to leave and arrive on the days that I arrive and leave. How fortuitous! Now about winter clothes- since I don't have any, I'm probably going to freeze to death. A country bumpkin in the cold, harsh city.
I don't know how my parents survived until now. They keep putting food on my plate, and every single time I don't like it. They never learn their lesson. How many things in the wild can keep making the same mistake and not get eaten?
Another example just now: earlier in the day, around 11AM, my mom had sprayed the room with what she THOUGHT was deodorizer. I scolded her for that, because she was spraying Endust, dusting and cleaning spray. Now, it's 6:45PM, and she's spraying around the apartment.
Me: "Excuse you!"
Ma: "What? This is the right one, right?"
Me: "NO! That one's for cleaning dust!"
Ma: "Which one is it then?"
Me: "... the white canister!..."
So she doused the area with that aerosol can, and now I have a headache, as if them being here wasn't enough of a pain in the neck.
NOW they've invited unwanted guests into my tranquil hardwood garden. ARGH!!!!
So I decided to tell Janey about the news that I was going to spend a week in D.C. Glory hallelujah she's going to leave and arrive on the days that I arrive and leave. How fortuitous! Now about winter clothes- since I don't have any, I'm probably going to freeze to death. A country bumpkin in the cold, harsh city.
cia
Hip-hop?! Haha, riiiiight. As someone once said, "Hater!"
"I'm cool as fire, baby, hot as ice. If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice."
My parents stayed another day. They drove me away to Napa Valley, where I visited the Culinary Institute of America in St. Helens (actually St. Helena- my parents are either to lazy or are just not able to pronounce words with a soft vowel at the end). That place = my rustic heaven. Those chef uniforms that they wear are so sexy.
Mustards Grill- reputed to be one of the best restaurants in Yountville, some city close to Napa. First off, an hour-long wait, which may attest to the popularity of the place, the quality of the food. Right off the bat as I sat down, I noticed dandelion seeds pressed over the bottom of my simply-folded, starched, napkin. I ordered the baby back ribs, which came with cole slaw and jalapeno cornbread sticks. The cole slaw was not tangy enough, the ribs were dry inside and lacking sauce on the outside, but the cornbread sticks were amenable, as I inherently have an affinity towards cornbread in all its creations. B+, only because the waitress was attractive.
Post-christmas travel to the east coast? PERHAPS!
Dinner in Chinatown: B. No hot waitresses.
They STILL haven't left! Imagine hitting your head with a hammer, with the sharper end facing your head. Yeah, my brain on parents.
Listening carefully on the phone in the car, my mom had called my brother and informed him that they weren't leaving San Francisco until Monday morning.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
"I'm cool as fire, baby, hot as ice. If you've ever been to heaven, this is twice as nice."
My parents stayed another day. They drove me away to Napa Valley, where I visited the Culinary Institute of America in St. Helens (actually St. Helena- my parents are either to lazy or are just not able to pronounce words with a soft vowel at the end). That place = my rustic heaven. Those chef uniforms that they wear are so sexy.
Mustards Grill- reputed to be one of the best restaurants in Yountville, some city close to Napa. First off, an hour-long wait, which may attest to the popularity of the place, the quality of the food. Right off the bat as I sat down, I noticed dandelion seeds pressed over the bottom of my simply-folded, starched, napkin. I ordered the baby back ribs, which came with cole slaw and jalapeno cornbread sticks. The cole slaw was not tangy enough, the ribs were dry inside and lacking sauce on the outside, but the cornbread sticks were amenable, as I inherently have an affinity towards cornbread in all its creations. B+, only because the waitress was attractive.
Post-christmas travel to the east coast? PERHAPS!
Dinner in Chinatown: B. No hot waitresses.
They STILL haven't left! Imagine hitting your head with a hammer, with the sharper end facing your head. Yeah, my brain on parents.
Listening carefully on the phone in the car, my mom had called my brother and informed him that they weren't leaving San Francisco until Monday morning.
AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
11.23.2007
protostome
Every living minute = me counting down until the time my parents finally leave.
Once again, they go through my living quarters like a whirling dervish and scatter my belongings into obscure places in my apartment never to be seen again.
Repeat to myself: one more day. One more day and they'll be gone.
Grant Place Restaurant. Location: Chinatown. Granted it wasn't even on Grant Street to begin with, this place that my parents had unwittingly chosen brought back sweet memories of a place I once went to: D & A Cafe. Sweet in the sense that the soup, spaghetti, and corn were all loaded with too much sugar, the service was terrible, and the overall experience sucked big cajones. Their 炸酱面 is nowhere close to the satisfactory level of cooking that was/is Fufu. How does it taste to eat out a pregnant woman? Exactly. That's what I was imagining as I bit into these snails that my Dad had ordered, only to find the sound of grinding sand in my mouth. The gritty sand came from the broken shells of baby snails dormant within the mother's body cavity. Although I ate about 30 of them, only because my father kept throwing them onto my awful noodles, they tasted just as poorly as the noodles. These people must have developed their ass/mouth openings in opposite directions from the rest of us. I don't know how they can eat this themselves and then think it's okay to feed it to the public. C+.
I should have known better than to have walked into that debacle. Just moments before, I walked past this rack of mini-license plates, and the first name catching my eye was Drab's, which should have set off huge red flags for me, seeing this omen of ill things to come. (I was going to follow that sentence with, yes, they came, and came, and came, into my mouth, but that probably would have been read out of context.)
Experiences like this just makes me want to go back to Houston where their Chinatown just doesn't disappoint as consistently as the one in San Francisco.
UGH. I don't know when my parents are leaving, and I don't feel like asking them. I'm in hell!
Random thought floating in my head while I was down in LA:
me meeting/seeing Kaiser in Houston, finally.
her running up to me and jumping onto me to hug me.
Me stumbling, both of us falling down.
Us falling onto some pike, piercing the both of us.
My retort: "At least you didn't break my heart."
"I shouldn't be making jokes at a time like this, huh?"
"Can we get AIDS from something like this?"
So my head works in strange ways.
Once again, they go through my living quarters like a whirling dervish and scatter my belongings into obscure places in my apartment never to be seen again.
Repeat to myself: one more day. One more day and they'll be gone.
Grant Place Restaurant. Location: Chinatown. Granted it wasn't even on Grant Street to begin with, this place that my parents had unwittingly chosen brought back sweet memories of a place I once went to: D & A Cafe. Sweet in the sense that the soup, spaghetti, and corn were all loaded with too much sugar, the service was terrible, and the overall experience sucked big cajones. Their 炸酱面 is nowhere close to the satisfactory level of cooking that was/is Fufu. How does it taste to eat out a pregnant woman? Exactly. That's what I was imagining as I bit into these snails that my Dad had ordered, only to find the sound of grinding sand in my mouth. The gritty sand came from the broken shells of baby snails dormant within the mother's body cavity. Although I ate about 30 of them, only because my father kept throwing them onto my awful noodles, they tasted just as poorly as the noodles. These people must have developed their ass/mouth openings in opposite directions from the rest of us. I don't know how they can eat this themselves and then think it's okay to feed it to the public. C+.
I should have known better than to have walked into that debacle. Just moments before, I walked past this rack of mini-license plates, and the first name catching my eye was Drab's, which should have set off huge red flags for me, seeing this omen of ill things to come. (I was going to follow that sentence with, yes, they came, and came, and came, into my mouth, but that probably would have been read out of context.)
Experiences like this just makes me want to go back to Houston where their Chinatown just doesn't disappoint as consistently as the one in San Francisco.
UGH. I don't know when my parents are leaving, and I don't feel like asking them. I'm in hell!
Random thought floating in my head while I was down in LA:
me meeting/seeing Kaiser in Houston, finally.
her running up to me and jumping onto me to hug me.
Me stumbling, both of us falling down.
Us falling onto some pike, piercing the both of us.
My retort: "At least you didn't break my heart."
"I shouldn't be making jokes at a time like this, huh?"
"Can we get AIDS from something like this?"
So my head works in strange ways.
11.22.2007
fran
It felt more like christmas today than thanksgiving.
It's been an interesting month. December's going to be more fun.
Time spent in LA with the relatives. Always a blast with the cousins. My younger cousin, Lavena, told my parents, "I don't like you. I like he," in reference to me. And she wanted to hold my hand every time she came over. That was a bit much, but she was fun to be around most of the time.
So I can't shake off the fact that I'm more easygoing with kids. More honesty, more unadulterated fun, more laughs.
One negative thing: being there with the family and extended family has gotten MY chromosomes humming. Need to fight that urge.
My grandfather's so fragile now.
I'm stuck in my apartment, with my parents. Thank goodness they're not staying here for too long since I have school on Monday. One more month until winter break!
It's been an interesting month. December's going to be more fun.
Time spent in LA with the relatives. Always a blast with the cousins. My younger cousin, Lavena, told my parents, "I don't like you. I like he," in reference to me. And she wanted to hold my hand every time she came over. That was a bit much, but she was fun to be around most of the time.
So I can't shake off the fact that I'm more easygoing with kids. More honesty, more unadulterated fun, more laughs.
One negative thing: being there with the family and extended family has gotten MY chromosomes humming. Need to fight that urge.
My grandfather's so fragile now.
I'm stuck in my apartment, with my parents. Thank goodness they're not staying here for too long since I have school on Monday. One more month until winter break!
11.18.2007
irvine
Back at the grandparents' house.
My pelvis has been hurting since Friday. Only when I'm standing up.
Not going to blog much. Watching Blades of Glory. Will be doing other stuff.
You can rot in Hella, B－米。Oh, and a new Kat-tun cd has been released.
My pelvis has been hurting since Friday. Only when I'm standing up.
Not going to blog much. Watching Blades of Glory. Will be doing other stuff.
You can rot in Hella, B－米。Oh, and a new Kat-tun cd has been released.
11.16.2007
angel city
Today was one of those few days this week where I really missed rice. Eating rice with my food. Once I go down to LA tomorrow, going to go nuts on rice. Rice bonanza with all my grandmother's Chinese food. JOY.
The lady that was supposed to call me this afternoon about a premed internship stood me up. That bitch.
The lady that was supposed to email me about a job position in neurosurgery forgot to email me, but I emailed her. She responded quickly. My interview's been postponed since she will be flying out of the country. Job-related?
I received Lizbean's card today. I hope the envelope's made from recycled paper.
If I hear another person on campus say, "Hella," again.
Why they decide to pick people up in front of a Bank of America in Chinatown, I have no clue.
Waking up at 6:48 on a Saturday morning.
The lady that was supposed to call me this afternoon about a premed internship stood me up. That bitch.
The lady that was supposed to email me about a job position in neurosurgery forgot to email me, but I emailed her. She responded quickly. My interview's been postponed since she will be flying out of the country. Job-related?
I received Lizbean's card today. I hope the envelope's made from recycled paper.
If I hear another person on campus say, "Hella," again.
Why they decide to pick people up in front of a Bank of America in Chinatown, I have no clue.
Waking up at 6:48 on a Saturday morning.
11.15.2007
gershwin
The average woman is 5 inches deep?
Sooo EXCITED about going down to LA for a few days.
I need to pack and bake a giant pizza tomorrow so that the mushrooms this time don't mold like the ones unused last time.
Does cinnamon have protein? I don't understand how cinnamon roll oatmeal can have more protein than oatmeal with walnuts and raisins.
Crassie's telling me to choreograph CSA. HAHA OKAY, yeah sure. Since I have so much free time to fly down to Houston.
Was the cop on Private Practice the same guy from Gilmore Girls? How the hell do I know that?! I don't even watch that show, where their mouths don't stop racing. Saying something semi-intelligent at a faster pace does not make one witty nor funny.
Ohhhhh I want to learn tap soon.
There's something so mesmerizing about a woman's boobs and derrière jiggling up and down:
http://www.internetdj.com/watch_video.php?op=watch&mediaid=15298
It's also hilarious!
So I decided to look in my bag o' documents, and I took out this bubble-lite envelope with my cousin's name and address as the sender. My hand grabbed in and started pulling out what felt like a cd. I was expecting Drab's Prince Valiant cd, but to my surprise, it ended up being the birthday gift he made for me as well as the postcard he sent me this summer. Upon making eye contact with the cover, I immediately burst out laughing. UGH.
Neural development was covered in class today. 100,000 connections, or was it 250,000 connections, formed every minute in the developing brain. There was a lecture from some guy doing craniofacial development, but I was too exhausted to go back to campus to hear him speak.
Sooo EXCITED about going down to LA for a few days.
I need to pack and bake a giant pizza tomorrow so that the mushrooms this time don't mold like the ones unused last time.
Does cinnamon have protein? I don't understand how cinnamon roll oatmeal can have more protein than oatmeal with walnuts and raisins.
Crassie's telling me to choreograph CSA. HAHA OKAY, yeah sure. Since I have so much free time to fly down to Houston.
Was the cop on Private Practice the same guy from Gilmore Girls? How the hell do I know that?! I don't even watch that show, where their mouths don't stop racing. Saying something semi-intelligent at a faster pace does not make one witty nor funny.
Ohhhhh I want to learn tap soon.
There's something so mesmerizing about a woman's boobs and derrière jiggling up and down:
http://www.internetdj.com/watch_video.php?op=watch&mediaid=15298
It's also hilarious!
So I decided to look in my bag o' documents, and I took out this bubble-lite envelope with my cousin's name and address as the sender. My hand grabbed in and started pulling out what felt like a cd. I was expecting Drab's Prince Valiant cd, but to my surprise, it ended up being the birthday gift he made for me as well as the postcard he sent me this summer. Upon making eye contact with the cover, I immediately burst out laughing. UGH.
Neural development was covered in class today. 100,000 connections, or was it 250,000 connections, formed every minute in the developing brain. There was a lecture from some guy doing craniofacial development, but I was too exhausted to go back to campus to hear him speak.
creamy j
This guy that just graduated from UCSF taught the lecture today in cell neuro on photoreceptors and phototransduction. Blue banana republic v-neck long-sleeved shirt, skinny black slacks, and limp wrists. I pictured Drab in class undergoing that transformation after 6 years, and I almost started laughing out loud in class. My, my, what the future holds for some people. Can't wait! Also, in my efforts to apply to school for next fall, I tried to retrieve my MCAT percentiles out of my bag of semi-useful papers. What could I find? Take-out menus, a lab notebook, credit reports, and the cd and postcard that Drab sent me. How did all this junk end up in my bag of important documents?! I may have left my MCAT report at home. I may be taking the test again. I really want to break that 40.
Some asshole made .5 more points than me on the neuro problem set.
Took my comp sci midterm today. With luck, I got a 100. Seems I have the highest average in that class as well. So I'm set for A's for almost all of my classes except for one. Need to do well on the last two exams for that class so that I don't end up with an A-. Dear lord I care about grades again.
Although the job being offered would teach me techniques in neuroscience, I would ultimately end up having to teach professors and students those techniques after my training. I'm pretty sure I know how that would pan out, as I'm very impatient with people who don't get things right away.
There was some traffic accident, I suppose, with the M Muni Line. I thought it was a nice change, seeing all these flashing colors of various wavelengths.
Big girl, you are beautiful? Big girl, your fat ass is crowding the sidewalk and preventing me from getting to class on time. Seeing as how we're a progressive society, I found it quite shocking how for every step I made forward, she seemed to be taking two steps back. Maybe there was a distortion in time-space as I zoomed past her at, relatively, the speed of light. Or light feet, anyway.
It's 12:30, and I haven't started studying for my stem cell module quiz in Devo. Blah. I've been watching Naruto and ABC shows until now.
Marine Bio was interesting again tonight- demystifying the news surrounding the oil spill in the Bay.
Crassie and I will be having a drinking contest to see who folds first.
Where the hell has Leigh-ugh been?? I haven't seen her in ages! Hmm, maybe she's made quite a few friends at Berkeley? Maybe she can't have a life outside of lab any more? The possibilities.
Some asshole made .5 more points than me on the neuro problem set.
Took my comp sci midterm today. With luck, I got a 100. Seems I have the highest average in that class as well. So I'm set for A's for almost all of my classes except for one. Need to do well on the last two exams for that class so that I don't end up with an A-. Dear lord I care about grades again.
Although the job being offered would teach me techniques in neuroscience, I would ultimately end up having to teach professors and students those techniques after my training. I'm pretty sure I know how that would pan out, as I'm very impatient with people who don't get things right away.
There was some traffic accident, I suppose, with the M Muni Line. I thought it was a nice change, seeing all these flashing colors of various wavelengths.
Big girl, you are beautiful? Big girl, your fat ass is crowding the sidewalk and preventing me from getting to class on time. Seeing as how we're a progressive society, I found it quite shocking how for every step I made forward, she seemed to be taking two steps back. Maybe there was a distortion in time-space as I zoomed past her at, relatively, the speed of light. Or light feet, anyway.
It's 12:30, and I haven't started studying for my stem cell module quiz in Devo. Blah. I've been watching Naruto and ABC shows until now.
Marine Bio was interesting again tonight- demystifying the news surrounding the oil spill in the Bay.
Crassie and I will be having a drinking contest to see who folds first.
Where the hell has Leigh-ugh been?? I haven't seen her in ages! Hmm, maybe she's made quite a few friends at Berkeley? Maybe she can't have a life outside of lab any more? The possibilities.
11.13.2007
broadway
That was always my favorite spot in Monopoly. I remember playing Elle, Maury, and Marx. And beating them.
Multiple reasons for being happy today, besides the usual enjoying living.
Watching TV-on-internet before going to class, learning about CNS development in vertebrates, hearing back from applications on multiple volunteer opportunities, getting a callback for an interview for a job (which I can't remember applying to right now), and one day closer to Saturday, when I'll be riding a bus down to LA. That'll be an experience. I hope I get seated next to an old codger.
Department of Physical Therapy and Rehabilitation Science?! Yeah, definitely don't remember applying to a position to that job. More awkward moments with job interviews ensue.
Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly = my new obsessions.
Multiple reasons for being happy today, besides the usual enjoying living.
Watching TV-on-internet before going to class, learning about CNS development in vertebrates, hearing back from applications on multiple volunteer opportunities, getting a callback for an interview for a job (which I can't remember applying to right now), and one day closer to Saturday, when I'll be riding a bus down to LA. That'll be an experience. I hope I get seated next to an old codger.
Department of Physical Therapy and Rehabilitation Science?! Yeah, definitely don't remember applying to a position to that job. More awkward moments with job interviews ensue.
Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly = my new obsessions.
11.12.2007
bagel bite
What goes well with frozen pizza? Pizza, on a bagel. Mmm.
I think I'm pregnant. Sweet, sour, salty, junk foods. I'm eating everything in sight. I'm buying vegetables and fruits to snack on.
I started exercising again today. I'm in pain. I don't know why people bother lifting weights day in and day out. The only lifting in my apartment is from my plate to my mouth.
More volunteer opportunities- an acupuncture clinic! AHHHH!
That fucking bitch at the hair salon cut off all my hair today! AHHHHHHHHHHH!
I think I'm pregnant. Sweet, sour, salty, junk foods. I'm eating everything in sight. I'm buying vegetables and fruits to snack on.
I started exercising again today. I'm in pain. I don't know why people bother lifting weights day in and day out. The only lifting in my apartment is from my plate to my mouth.
More volunteer opportunities- an acupuncture clinic! AHHHH!
That fucking bitch at the hair salon cut off all my hair today! AHHHHHHHHHHH!
eli
Although others may know what they're going to do for the rest of their life, I'm still glad that I decided to take a few years off before embarking on a professional education.
Another opportunity that's arisen: volunteering/internships abroad!
It seems exciting: medical experience for premeds, living in a third world country, traveling abroad.
Some of the destinations I can choose from: Countries in South America and Africa to China, Nepal, India, and Poland.
And the minimum commitment for any of these programs is just one month. Very flexible.
SO EXCITED!
Not so excited about going to the barber today on my street. Here's to hoping that the old geezer knows what he's doing.
Another opportunity that's arisen: volunteering/internships abroad!
It seems exciting: medical experience for premeds, living in a third world country, traveling abroad.
Some of the destinations I can choose from: Countries in South America and Africa to China, Nepal, India, and Poland.
And the minimum commitment for any of these programs is just one month. Very flexible.
SO EXCITED!
Not so excited about going to the barber today on my street. Here's to hoping that the old geezer knows what he's doing.
11.11.2007
muesli
Overeating makes my brain malfunction. I start thinking even more randomly. Development makes me think about sex. No wonder I don't like the subject as much as the other fields.
First of all, who starts out a phone call with, "Want to have an awkward dinner?" As if that question weren't awkward enough as it is. Only Drab would have the nerve to ask me that question. Looking back on it, if I had silenced my cell phone as I was originally tempted to do, the results would have been the same. Only Drab would have the audacity to invite me to dinner and cancel, all within 5 minutes of each other!
Is it still considered gay/lesbian sex if you're getting a blowjob, handjob, eaten out by a member of the same sex? I mean, a mouth is a mouth, a hand is a hand, a tongue is a tongue, yes? Could you even distinguish the person if you were blindfolded while such atrocious acts were performed on you?
I had no idea you could download videos off stage 6. Guilty pleasure: Naruto.
I think even Crassie can outdrink me now. Sad. She also suggested that I had feelings for Kaimera, among other things like doing LNY again next year, drinking with her when I visit Houston. What's happened to her?!
She's also dating this person who bears a strange resemblance, personality-wise, to me. Perhaps Poorneel's theory about her is correct?
First of all, who starts out a phone call with, "Want to have an awkward dinner?" As if that question weren't awkward enough as it is. Only Drab would have the nerve to ask me that question. Looking back on it, if I had silenced my cell phone as I was originally tempted to do, the results would have been the same. Only Drab would have the audacity to invite me to dinner and cancel, all within 5 minutes of each other!
Is it still considered gay/lesbian sex if you're getting a blowjob, handjob, eaten out by a member of the same sex? I mean, a mouth is a mouth, a hand is a hand, a tongue is a tongue, yes? Could you even distinguish the person if you were blindfolded while such atrocious acts were performed on you?
I had no idea you could download videos off stage 6. Guilty pleasure: Naruto.
I think even Crassie can outdrink me now. Sad. She also suggested that I had feelings for Kaimera, among other things like doing LNY again next year, drinking with her when I visit Houston. What's happened to her?!
She's also dating this person who bears a strange resemblance, personality-wise, to me. Perhaps Poorneel's theory about her is correct?
heart to heart
Another cereal that retains its texture after the addition of milk. Mmm Kashi!
Not even knowing where this party was located last night, and that it involved the same people, I went to bed.
I haven't slept like that in such a long time. I woke up feeling refreshed until I noticed that it was 9:45AM.
It's 4:25 now. Why hasn't the day ended? It feels like I've been studying for ages. I'm reading ahead so that I can spend my week-long Thanksgiving holiday relaxing without having to do any work besides my paper for Marine Bio.
I went to Safeway today. Walking through the ice cream aisle, I picked up raspberry sorbet (yes, I have a thing for fruit ice cream now), but remembered that I had a thing for Bon Bons when I was younger and had no distaste for sweets. Bon bons, Nutzo's, Nestle Crunch bars, ice cream sandwiches. Then I ran into something that Drab would adore: Ling Ling Brand potstickers.
Perhaps I am not ready for SF yet. Or, SF is not ready for me.
Another nice day outside, spent inside. My holiday in LA may be cut short because my parents want to come up here and help me buy furniture. Sigh. They're also thinking about taking a cruise to Mexico when I'm here searching. Searching for something.
Not even knowing where this party was located last night, and that it involved the same people, I went to bed.
I haven't slept like that in such a long time. I woke up feeling refreshed until I noticed that it was 9:45AM.
It's 4:25 now. Why hasn't the day ended? It feels like I've been studying for ages. I'm reading ahead so that I can spend my week-long Thanksgiving holiday relaxing without having to do any work besides my paper for Marine Bio.
I went to Safeway today. Walking through the ice cream aisle, I picked up raspberry sorbet (yes, I have a thing for fruit ice cream now), but remembered that I had a thing for Bon Bons when I was younger and had no distaste for sweets. Bon bons, Nutzo's, Nestle Crunch bars, ice cream sandwiches. Then I ran into something that Drab would adore: Ling Ling Brand potstickers.
Perhaps I am not ready for SF yet. Or, SF is not ready for me.
Another nice day outside, spent inside. My holiday in LA may be cut short because my parents want to come up here and help me buy furniture. Sigh. They're also thinking about taking a cruise to Mexico when I'm here searching. Searching for something.
11.10.2007
rockman
Although it wasn't such a good idea to do laundry on a rainy day, I'll always be more productive at the laundromat than in my own apartment. Sad.
It's days like these that I also happen to binge on food. I started making a sandwich. Then I added chips to the plate. Then I added 8 olives. Then a whole pickle. Then a slice of bread with mango fruit spread. Then mango ice cream. Then green tea ice cream. I had to resist the urge to eat bagel bites. Beigeru!
They're coming out with a Street Fighter IV?!
Applied to a medical/clinical internship today. 6/9/12 months long. What do they cover: intro anatomy, physical exam skills, research projects(?), and case studies. So why so wary about this position? They also list administrative duties as part of the internship. Hrm.
My ringtone has been set to Daft Punk's Digital Love, except I didn't realize the lyrics until I let the phone keep on ringing just now. "Last night, I had a dream about you," and so on, and who was it but Drab calling. Ugh. Rain apparently stops people from going out for dinner, but not from going out for drinking. You can forget about this little item I grabbed for you at SfN. Well, I already did have dinner, so maybe a second dinner should have been out of the question? Of course not!
My armpits are all sweaty. B+?! Argh. I hate the grading system.
It's days like these that I also happen to binge on food. I started making a sandwich. Then I added chips to the plate. Then I added 8 olives. Then a whole pickle. Then a slice of bread with mango fruit spread. Then mango ice cream. Then green tea ice cream. I had to resist the urge to eat bagel bites. Beigeru!
They're coming out with a Street Fighter IV?!
Applied to a medical/clinical internship today. 6/9/12 months long. What do they cover: intro anatomy, physical exam skills, research projects(?), and case studies. So why so wary about this position? They also list administrative duties as part of the internship. Hrm.
My ringtone has been set to Daft Punk's Digital Love, except I didn't realize the lyrics until I let the phone keep on ringing just now. "Last night, I had a dream about you," and so on, and who was it but Drab calling. Ugh. Rain apparently stops people from going out for dinner, but not from going out for drinking. You can forget about this little item I grabbed for you at SfN. Well, I already did have dinner, so maybe a second dinner should have been out of the question? Of course not!
My armpits are all sweaty. B+?! Argh. I hate the grading system.
11.09.2007
chawanmushi
Yes, I have decided. Now let's see if they follow through.
Some random person called me for an interview, but I can't remember which job they're referring to. Oh well.
Dream last night. This time about Chi^2. My dream insisted that I had unknowingly written all over my blog that I had feelings for her. Then she finally found out about my blog and started reading all the entries about her. When I found out that she had discovered and read my blog in its entirety, I either screamed or fainted. The End.
Ugh, B+. And to think I was making progress. I suppose I'll have to try harder on the last 2 tests. Had a Cell Neuro test today. I suppose it wasn't difficult, although I was nervous the entire time during the test. I was planning on dropping either my last exam or problem set so that I wouldn't have to worry about my grade, but I guess I might have to drop this one.
You have a thing for his roommate too?!
The taste of Chinese dumplings is decided by the filling found inside.
I'd really like a flash freezer in my kitchen. It would serve a dual purpose: scientific research AND preserving fruit. Mango, mmm.
Some random person called me for an interview, but I can't remember which job they're referring to. Oh well.
Dream last night. This time about Chi^2. My dream insisted that I had unknowingly written all over my blog that I had feelings for her. Then she finally found out about my blog and started reading all the entries about her. When I found out that she had discovered and read my blog in its entirety, I either screamed or fainted. The End.
Ugh, B+. And to think I was making progress. I suppose I'll have to try harder on the last 2 tests. Had a Cell Neuro test today. I suppose it wasn't difficult, although I was nervous the entire time during the test. I was planning on dropping either my last exam or problem set so that I wouldn't have to worry about my grade, but I guess I might have to drop this one.
You have a thing for his roommate too?!
The taste of Chinese dumplings is decided by the filling found inside.
I'd really like a flash freezer in my kitchen. It would serve a dual purpose: scientific research AND preserving fruit. Mango, mmm.
battle royale
OH HO HO! I SO CALLED THAT! My brother is still in a relationship with his Indian girlfriend. Hiding it all this time. Pffft.
So you know the reason he moved to Cali? She's a grad student at UCLA! I should have known that my brother would be the needy one, having to follow the girl wherever she went.
I think I'm ready for short hair again. Over my Asian phase. Back to my white-washed roots. Yee. Haw.
I have about 3 weeks worth of underwear and undershirts, B-米. So I can hold off until tomorrow since I have just one pair left.
My world is crashing down around me, or at least my cousins and now my brother are moving on without me. They all have girlfriends. I'm sure my cousins who are 10 years younger will probably have a significant other before I even think of even attempting to find one.
30 minutes of talking with the guy's roommate does not equal having a fun time with the guy you like, haha.
Summer 2008 or 2009 will be set aside for a trip to Asia, I have decided. Next semester will be set aside for classes, research, and random volunteer projects. Next fall will be set aside for the east coast. I don't like planning my future, but I have to tell my parents something, right? I will tell them that I am planning what to with my life so that I can avoid deciding on one career to rule them all.
Pitting 50 students against each other to the death, each with a different weapon. Sounds like fun.
So you know the reason he moved to Cali? She's a grad student at UCLA! I should have known that my brother would be the needy one, having to follow the girl wherever she went.
I think I'm ready for short hair again. Over my Asian phase. Back to my white-washed roots. Yee. Haw.
I have about 3 weeks worth of underwear and undershirts, B-米. So I can hold off until tomorrow since I have just one pair left.
My world is crashing down around me, or at least my cousins and now my brother are moving on without me. They all have girlfriends. I'm sure my cousins who are 10 years younger will probably have a significant other before I even think of even attempting to find one.
30 minutes of talking with the guy's roommate does not equal having a fun time with the guy you like, haha.
Summer 2008 or 2009 will be set aside for a trip to Asia, I have decided. Next semester will be set aside for classes, research, and random volunteer projects. Next fall will be set aside for the east coast. I don't like planning my future, but I have to tell my parents something, right? I will tell them that I am planning what to with my life so that I can avoid deciding on one career to rule them all.
Pitting 50 students against each other to the death, each with a different weapon. Sounds like fun.
11.08.2007
okonomiyaki
Finishing comp sci projects as soon as they get handed out to me- glad to know that I've learned something since high school. I took AP Comp Sci in high school, which they taught in C++. So two classmates and I had this factory method of processing our homework: we all start working on the projects. The guy to the right of me would have an idea of what to do to accomplish the tasks. I would modify his ideas and advance my program. The guy to the left of me would look off my program and build upon mine, improving it to the point of completion. Then I would build on his and complete my project. The guy to the right of us always finished last.
Of course I don't. I seriously have no clue what you're talking about, Jalto, haha.
Is it weird of me to be fantasizing about Kaiser Permanente? During my walk back from school.
The recent weather in SF has been affecting my mood/mental state. It isn't winter yet, is it? Because I hope that this constant layer of clouds doesn't typify San Francisco winters.
I haven't washed my laundry in 3 weeks. Huge-ass load to do tomorrow before leaving for Thanksgiving. My parents are definitely coming to Cali. My cousins confirmed it. They're going to be in LA. My brother's already working/living there. Great. Just great. One big happy family reunion.
Of course I don't. I seriously have no clue what you're talking about, Jalto, haha.
Is it weird of me to be fantasizing about Kaiser Permanente? During my walk back from school.
The recent weather in SF has been affecting my mood/mental state. It isn't winter yet, is it? Because I hope that this constant layer of clouds doesn't typify San Francisco winters.
I haven't washed my laundry in 3 weeks. Huge-ass load to do tomorrow before leaving for Thanksgiving. My parents are definitely coming to Cali. My cousins confirmed it. They're going to be in LA. My brother's already working/living there. Great. Just great. One big happy family reunion.
11.07.2007
nou miso
Girls' names as nicknames? I don't understand your question.
I fell asleep at the student center cafeteria. I woke up half an hour to an hour later with drool dabbling part of my composition book with a pool right next to it.
How embarrassing. I think some guy at another table was staring at me as well.
I fell asleep at the student center cafeteria. I woke up half an hour to an hour later with drool dabbling part of my composition book with a pool right next to it.
How embarrassing. I think some guy at another table was staring at me as well.
shoop shoop
"If you wanna know, if he loves you so, it's in his kiss (That's where it is!)"
Such an unhygienic method for finding out if someone loves you.
Random thoughts as I was walking back to my place from class:
1.) Making out with Isle
2.) "Do you take huge shits?" ~something Drab asked a long time ago
3.) KP
Cell Neuro: semi-awesome lecture today. Marine Bio: more awesome. We started covering marine mammals today. Necrophilia, bestiality, the works.
Careerless, interestless, and friendless. I could live 2 of the 3.
In regards to your article, Janey: are you implying that my marriage to a racially ambiguous doctor woman with subpar intelligence and ambitions is inevitable?
Such an unhygienic method for finding out if someone loves you.
Random thoughts as I was walking back to my place from class:
1.) Making out with Isle
2.) "Do you take huge shits?" ~something Drab asked a long time ago
3.) KP
Cell Neuro: semi-awesome lecture today. Marine Bio: more awesome. We started covering marine mammals today. Necrophilia, bestiality, the works.
Careerless, interestless, and friendless. I could live 2 of the 3.
In regards to your article, Janey: are you implying that my marriage to a racially ambiguous doctor woman with subpar intelligence and ambitions is inevitable?
11.06.2007
jimmy mack
Isn't it a little too early to consider marriage?
Adam Munroe is Takezo Kensei? GASP!
I argued as a representative of the Republican Party. Would it be bad of me to agree with some of their perspectives? This work on stem cell research has thrown me into a loop. Well, if we have a Republican as a President, and a Republican as a Governator, how many people can be wrong? Plenty.
My group member kept calling me "J" yesterday when we were working on our paper. Nobody but my family calls me by my nickname.
Now that I have all this Indo Mie, I have to partition it out over the course of the year, assuming that nobody else from Texas mails it over or comes over with a box in tow. I don't like being this frugal on food.
They have Rufus Wainwright as a ring tone on some web site. Why does that name sound familiar?
These people in class don't know how to debate- most of them just looked as stupid as they sounded. We were divided into groups such as Women's Health Organization, Agriculture, Public Universities, Biotech, Pro-Life, Democrats, Republicans, American Bar Association, and WHO. After that, each group has to present their case for why they would be for or against a constitutional amendment for the state of Kentucky, which would ban the use of private and federal funds for stem cell research.
Either my cousins' girlfriends aren't that attractive, or I'm just a really picky person.
Adam Munroe is Takezo Kensei? GASP!
I argued as a representative of the Republican Party. Would it be bad of me to agree with some of their perspectives? This work on stem cell research has thrown me into a loop. Well, if we have a Republican as a President, and a Republican as a Governator, how many people can be wrong? Plenty.
My group member kept calling me "J" yesterday when we were working on our paper. Nobody but my family calls me by my nickname.
Now that I have all this Indo Mie, I have to partition it out over the course of the year, assuming that nobody else from Texas mails it over or comes over with a box in tow. I don't like being this frugal on food.
They have Rufus Wainwright as a ring tone on some web site. Why does that name sound familiar?
These people in class don't know how to debate- most of them just looked as stupid as they sounded. We were divided into groups such as Women's Health Organization, Agriculture, Public Universities, Biotech, Pro-Life, Democrats, Republicans, American Bar Association, and WHO. After that, each group has to present their case for why they would be for or against a constitutional amendment for the state of Kentucky, which would ban the use of private and federal funds for stem cell research.
Either my cousins' girlfriends aren't that attractive, or I'm just a really picky person.
11.05.2007
umami
I don't like flies. And I don't want to live in Berkeley. 2 X's.
My turn-on(s): treating me to dinner. I think that ranks up there along with a good mahjong player, and those who know what foods I like currently.
I don't know what Clare was talking about. San Diego is so nice, except for the fact that many people wear clothes from Pac Sun, Hollister, or other beach/surfwear stores.
If I weren't in love with Kaiser before, I definitely am now! I've been writing my stem cell paper for Development, when I hear this banging outside my room. Someone is knocking at my door at 9 in the morn, which was definitely annoying at first. Then I open the door to see this delivery of a large package, for me?! Just when I had thought that wily wench had not received my letter, she goes and send ME something.
I probably should have opened the package later, but being impulsive, I cut away at the tape. 30 PACKAGES OF INDO MIE MI GORENGS OH EM GEE!!! Swoon.
I think I may shed a tear. My stomach is t-double-o TOO elated right now.
My turn-on(s): treating me to dinner. I think that ranks up there along with a good mahjong player, and those who know what foods I like currently.
I don't know what Clare was talking about. San Diego is so nice, except for the fact that many people wear clothes from Pac Sun, Hollister, or other beach/surfwear stores.
If I weren't in love with Kaiser before, I definitely am now! I've been writing my stem cell paper for Development, when I hear this banging outside my room. Someone is knocking at my door at 9 in the morn, which was definitely annoying at first. Then I open the door to see this delivery of a large package, for me?! Just when I had thought that wily wench had not received my letter, she goes and send ME something.
I probably should have opened the package later, but being impulsive, I cut away at the tape. 30 PACKAGES OF INDO MIE MI GORENGS OH EM GEE!!! Swoon.
I think I may shed a tear. My stomach is t-double-o TOO elated right now.
adrenergic
I leave so many hints about what foods I like. I don't know how Crassie could have messed that up when "secretly" trying to throw me a surprise party. I suppose I shouldn't complain since it's the thought that counts, right? Wrong. No thinking required. It either tastes great, or it should be thrown in the trash.
I would give away my libido for green tea ice cream.
Yes, it's corny, but I'm probably going to fashion my personal statement in a restaurant menu-like format. That idea could be thrown out over the year. I'm only thinking about my statement right now because I probably won't be thinking much about it next year when the application process begins. This one website is telling me to list significant life events, both positive and negative, that have shaped my life.
Let's see: hot and sour soup (Magic China's only), green tea ice cream, Zapp's, Fufu cafe, Juice Box, Colina's (negative life event), Totino's pizza, dinners with Drab (multiple negative life events), and gramma's cooking.
Found some interesting labs that I would like to dabble with for next semester on campus. Volunteering, of course? Insects and/or hormones. Tis a shame there isn't a lab doing research on taste receptors close by.
The Decemberists and Blues Traveler are playing in SF sometime.
They're also selling Mac OS Leopard at the campus store for $90.
I would give away my libido for green tea ice cream.
Yes, it's corny, but I'm probably going to fashion my personal statement in a restaurant menu-like format. That idea could be thrown out over the year. I'm only thinking about my statement right now because I probably won't be thinking much about it next year when the application process begins. This one website is telling me to list significant life events, both positive and negative, that have shaped my life.
Let's see: hot and sour soup (Magic China's only), green tea ice cream, Zapp's, Fufu cafe, Juice Box, Colina's (negative life event), Totino's pizza, dinners with Drab (multiple negative life events), and gramma's cooking.
Found some interesting labs that I would like to dabble with for next semester on campus. Volunteering, of course? Insects and/or hormones. Tis a shame there isn't a lab doing research on taste receptors close by.
The Decemberists and Blues Traveler are playing in SF sometime.
They're also selling Mac OS Leopard at the campus store for $90.
绿茶冰淇淋
The hipsters even have their own fraternities.
My partner in Devo made a 30 on her Mcat. She likes telling me this information for some reason.
Sites of sort: homeless black man on a skateboard yells at some driver after he pulls his van in front of him to park along the side of the street.
The 28 bus almost runs into a van along 19th, leading to all the people in the front handicapped seats to lurch over. This lady across from me plants her face into her shopping bag. It was funny, to say the least.
I ended up wearing my CIA t-shirt today. I don't even know how to describe the color.
Nothing of note today, except for the exhaustion from the plane rides. And I ride again in 2 weeks. To grandmother's house I go. If any of you would like to come along for a bus/plane ride to LA. Twill be a very selective process. Less than 1% acceptance rate.
Yet again, I have beat Janey at Scrabulous by default.
Nants keeps texting me all of a sudden today, looking for Don Huan's phone number.
Green Tea Ice Cream!
My partner in Devo made a 30 on her Mcat. She likes telling me this information for some reason.
Sites of sort: homeless black man on a skateboard yells at some driver after he pulls his van in front of him to park along the side of the street.
The 28 bus almost runs into a van along 19th, leading to all the people in the front handicapped seats to lurch over. This lady across from me plants her face into her shopping bag. It was funny, to say the least.
I ended up wearing my CIA t-shirt today. I don't even know how to describe the color.
Nothing of note today, except for the exhaustion from the plane rides. And I ride again in 2 weeks. To grandmother's house I go. If any of you would like to come along for a bus/plane ride to LA. Twill be a very selective process. Less than 1% acceptance rate.
Yet again, I have beat Janey at Scrabulous by default.
Nants keeps texting me all of a sudden today, looking for Don Huan's phone number.
Green Tea Ice Cream!
11.04.2007
blue ginger
I will post random thoughts about my weekend in San Diego as they come to mind.
Thought #1: Waiting in the Oakland Airport for my flight, this old man across from me took a business call, and during the entire time he was on the phone, he was scratching his crotch region. I can only turn left and right for so long before catching an eyesore of what's in front.
Thought #2: The only person outside of San Diego that called me this weekend was Drab, and that was only because he thought I was still in SF.
I hope I didn't get sick from Poorneel coughing all over the convention.
In Reverse Order:
Cinnabon: 1 Cinnabon Classic.
Superfries: 1 chili cheese dog and 1 chili cheese fries, with a side of Dr. Pepper.
Blue Ginger, Raspberry Sake with Shrimp in Lobster Sauce, Ma Pou Tofu, and Mango Chicken. White Rice.
California Rotisserie: ! tomato basil soup, 1 breast and wing (white meat) with macaroni and cheese and string beans.
Taqueria: 1 Bisteq Ranchero.
A restaurant at the airport: tuna salad sandwich with a side of pasta in vinaigrette dressing, a mixed fruit bowl, and a Haagen Dasz ice cream bar.
Thought #1: Waiting in the Oakland Airport for my flight, this old man across from me took a business call, and during the entire time he was on the phone, he was scratching his crotch region. I can only turn left and right for so long before catching an eyesore of what's in front.
Thought #2: The only person outside of San Diego that called me this weekend was Drab, and that was only because he thought I was still in SF.
I hope I didn't get sick from Poorneel coughing all over the convention.
In Reverse Order:
Cinnabon: 1 Cinnabon Classic.
Superfries: 1 chili cheese dog and 1 chili cheese fries, with a side of Dr. Pepper.
Blue Ginger, Raspberry Sake with Shrimp in Lobster Sauce, Ma Pou Tofu, and Mango Chicken. White Rice.
California Rotisserie: ! tomato basil soup, 1 breast and wing (white meat) with macaroni and cheese and string beans.
Taqueria: 1 Bisteq Ranchero.
A restaurant at the airport: tuna salad sandwich with a side of pasta in vinaigrette dressing, a mixed fruit bowl, and a Haagen Dasz ice cream bar.
svoboda
In short, my trip to San Diego and SfN was nothing that I had expected, although I am completely EXHAUSTED from flying back and forth on the weekend.
I don't know how people applying to grad school were handling this last year.
Dinner at Blue Ginger one night, lunch at California Rotisserie, Superfries. More on this later. More on the trip later. I should do my homework now. Or later.
Aftermath: two sore legs, two blisters on each foot, two brains.
In other news, I may start being a caregiver for the elderly. Not as morbid as Nants' job where she waits for them to die.
I don't know how people applying to grad school were handling this last year.
Dinner at Blue Ginger one night, lunch at California Rotisserie, Superfries. More on this later. More on the trip later. I should do my homework now. Or later.
Aftermath: two sore legs, two blisters on each foot, two brains.
In other news, I may start being a caregiver for the elderly. Not as morbid as Nants' job where she waits for them to die.
11.02.2007
southwest
OHHHHH!
NO WONDER so many people are carrying tubes around. It's not blueprints; it's posters for the neuroscience convention. OH HO HO!
One notices this after being stranded at the airport for 2 hours. And counting.
Apparently Poorneel is staying at my cousin's place, too. That's news to me!
NO WONDER so many people are carrying tubes around. It's not blueprints; it's posters for the neuroscience convention. OH HO HO!
One notices this after being stranded at the airport for 2 hours. And counting.
Apparently Poorneel is staying at my cousin's place, too. That's news to me!
toto
You ever ask yourself what you're doing with your life?
I asked myself that every second, as I found myself at the Oakland Airport and now the San Diego Airport?!
Free wireless! Mua ha ha.
What's great about a 3:45PM flight: being able to spread your legs out over the two other seats next to you that weren't filled, being able to choose to sit rows of seats away from the annoying, crying children, and being able to choose the window seat and adjust the cover accordingly.
I tried the Haagen Dasz ice cream as dessert, since I missed lunch. Eating at the airport is like eating at a theme/amusement park: what you pay for is disproportionate to the caliber of the food. Normally, I would enjoy contrast in my food: hard and soft, light and shade, sweet and bitter. This ice cream had all that, and it was an utterly disgusting way to end my meal. That, and it was $3.21 for one bar.
The Chinese crashed their ticketing system when tickets to the Olympics became available online. I think it was 20 million requests within 3 hours, or something like 20,000 clicks per minute?
The view of the Pacific Ocean, so splendid, was marred by the juxtaposition of San Francisco. Although, I could definitely spot my apartment from the airplane since San Francisco looks just like a grid from above.
I never thought that I would enjoy wide streets again. SO good.
This one guy is using the outlet next to me: at the baggage claim area, next to a trash can and a recycling bin. How regal.
Listening to News Podcasts and Nature- oh so interesting while flying. I learned about the Brainbow as well as hearing before otological development actually begins in mice. What else- oh yes, the London police getting a slap on the wrist for shooting a Brazilian 7 times in the head, mistaking him for a terrorist.
I asked myself that every second, as I found myself at the Oakland Airport and now the San Diego Airport?!
Free wireless! Mua ha ha.
What's great about a 3:45PM flight: being able to spread your legs out over the two other seats next to you that weren't filled, being able to choose to sit rows of seats away from the annoying, crying children, and being able to choose the window seat and adjust the cover accordingly.
I tried the Haagen Dasz ice cream as dessert, since I missed lunch. Eating at the airport is like eating at a theme/amusement park: what you pay for is disproportionate to the caliber of the food. Normally, I would enjoy contrast in my food: hard and soft, light and shade, sweet and bitter. This ice cream had all that, and it was an utterly disgusting way to end my meal. That, and it was $3.21 for one bar.
The Chinese crashed their ticketing system when tickets to the Olympics became available online. I think it was 20 million requests within 3 hours, or something like 20,000 clicks per minute?
The view of the Pacific Ocean, so splendid, was marred by the juxtaposition of San Francisco. Although, I could definitely spot my apartment from the airplane since San Francisco looks just like a grid from above.
I never thought that I would enjoy wide streets again. SO good.
This one guy is using the outlet next to me: at the baggage claim area, next to a trash can and a recycling bin. How regal.
Listening to News Podcasts and Nature- oh so interesting while flying. I learned about the Brainbow as well as hearing before otological development actually begins in mice. What else- oh yes, the London police getting a slap on the wrist for shooting a Brazilian 7 times in the head, mistaking him for a terrorist.
11.01.2007
hella
Even the black crowd uses that word constantly up here.
SfN Conference 2007. I'm so excited. Can't you tell? Flying in, hanging out around the airport (maybe) until 9 PM, then going over to my cousin's place.
Crack may be visiting me sometime next year. I may be visiting her next year since she has a car and a place for me to stay in Houston. Sweet. I can avoid going home, secretly taking the car to Houston, and crashing there for a week or so.
Dr. Nogales, from UC Berkeley, came today to give a presentation about her research. If I had a researcher as a role model, it would be her, minus the thick eyebrows. Foreign accents are much more captivating when used to give a presentation over science. She only talked about microtubules, which isn't the most interesting topic in science, but when she says it with a South American flair- OH MAN. Her overall presentation was excellent: appropriate use of hand gestures, comedy, and throwing her body all over the front of the classroom.
The only thing tacky about the seminar was that the people hosting it bought Dora the Explorer-themed paper cups for people to pour their apple juice in.
She also showed some computer generated graphics of microtubule assembly/disassembly along with the Dam1 ring that wraps around the polymers. What do I need to know in order to produce amazing graphics such as those?
Memorable quotes from the talk: "I always like to have some sex (with my science)." In parentheses because I couldn't hear the last part- just guessing it might be that. Who doesn't like to have sex with their science, ESPECIALLY the grad students. You know who I'm talking about.
Another quote: "cellular matrimony." In reference to the alpha/beta tubulin dimers. Even certain cells join together like a match made in heaven. My molecular composition is condoning marriage?! I'm fighting off that itch as long as I can, although the benefits would be wedding gifts from the registry. Why don't single people get gifts for staying single and not growing up kids who are destined to become obese in this current society?
SfN Conference 2007. I'm so excited. Can't you tell? Flying in, hanging out around the airport (maybe) until 9 PM, then going over to my cousin's place.
Crack may be visiting me sometime next year. I may be visiting her next year since she has a car and a place for me to stay in Houston. Sweet. I can avoid going home, secretly taking the car to Houston, and crashing there for a week or so.
Dr. Nogales, from UC Berkeley, came today to give a presentation about her research. If I had a researcher as a role model, it would be her, minus the thick eyebrows. Foreign accents are much more captivating when used to give a presentation over science. She only talked about microtubules, which isn't the most interesting topic in science, but when she says it with a South American flair- OH MAN. Her overall presentation was excellent: appropriate use of hand gestures, comedy, and throwing her body all over the front of the classroom.
The only thing tacky about the seminar was that the people hosting it bought Dora the Explorer-themed paper cups for people to pour their apple juice in.
She also showed some computer generated graphics of microtubule assembly/disassembly along with the Dam1 ring that wraps around the polymers. What do I need to know in order to produce amazing graphics such as those?
Memorable quotes from the talk: "I always like to have some sex (with my science)." In parentheses because I couldn't hear the last part- just guessing it might be that. Who doesn't like to have sex with their science, ESPECIALLY the grad students. You know who I'm talking about.
Another quote: "cellular matrimony." In reference to the alpha/beta tubulin dimers. Even certain cells join together like a match made in heaven. My molecular composition is condoning marriage?! I'm fighting off that itch as long as I can, although the benefits would be wedding gifts from the registry. Why don't single people get gifts for staying single and not growing up kids who are destined to become obese in this current society?
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This Asian couple passed me at the bus stop tonight. They asked this girl in front of me how to get somewhere and proceeded down the sidewalk. 10 minutes later, as the bus arrives, I notice that it's completely packed with people and that I had wasted my time waiting.
So I continue walking up 19th Ave. towards my apartment when I notice that I've caught up to this Cantonese/Mandarin pair. I try for the longest time to overtake them on the sidewalk, except they stop to ask me for directions this time. They had an address on a slip of paper to somewhere along the corner of 19th and Taraval.
Since I was stopping there anyway, I decided to walk them up- it was the longest, most awkward walk EVER. Not only were there moments of awkward silence, but when they tried to communicate with me, they would speak in a mixture of Cantonese and Mandarin.
I wasn't sure if they just didn't know certain words in each language or their Chinese was just really bad, but most of the time I was nodding and smiling awkwardly to let the time pass. The things that I got out of the conversation were that cars are cheaper in China right now, America's better than China because of the weather, Biochemistry is a good major, and random Chinese words like 辛苦，厉害，and 变化。
So I continue walking up 19th Ave. towards my apartment when I notice that I've caught up to this Cantonese/Mandarin pair. I try for the longest time to overtake them on the sidewalk, except they stop to ask me for directions this time. They had an address on a slip of paper to somewhere along the corner of 19th and Taraval.
Since I was stopping there anyway, I decided to walk them up- it was the longest, most awkward walk EVER. Not only were there moments of awkward silence, but when they tried to communicate with me, they would speak in a mixture of Cantonese and Mandarin.
I wasn't sure if they just didn't know certain words in each language or their Chinese was just really bad, but most of the time I was nodding and smiling awkwardly to let the time pass. The things that I got out of the conversation were that cars are cheaper in China right now, America's better than China because of the weather, Biochemistry is a good major, and random Chinese words like 辛苦，厉害，and 变化。
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