Today was the first day where the car ride with my PI wasn't completely awkward.
Today was the first day that I dined with Clare. Well, I would have dined with just Clare, except he invited Drab along.
How was it... after not seeing each other for months. Clare had the decency not to hug me when he saw me. Drab, on the other hand, was ALL touchy-feely. Blegh, physical intimacy! He knows very well that I shun all forms of physical contact. And then trying to touch hands at the end of the night. And this walking towards me and then hugging me? Happened in a previous dream- #21. UGH!
For the most part, it was... tolerable. The food was nostalgic; I don't know if it's my favorite kind of fried chicken, but the soup appealed to me tonight. It was also on the house- another bonus. Something about the soft texture of the tofu, it's subtle taste mixed with the spicy soup. Jap chae- oilier than what I'm used to. Bulgolgi- flavor was sealed in the meat, but could have been warmer.
Now for the observations. Clare's appearance: agreeable. Drab's hair: agreeable. I was in an agreeable mood tonight.
And now I sleep, I am le tired.
That Picture of Dorian Gray book is just not doing it for me anymore- all these disgusting details with the love triangles. If it were just Lord Henry talking the whole time, I'd be amused. Sadly, that is not the case.
Skip to my loo. Night.
1.15.2009
le bouquin
Couple of dreams last night.
The first one involved me coming up with a great recipe for either a hamburger or taco salad. My secret ingredient was to add tiny slices of fried potato, kind of like hash browns, into either the meat or as a topping, to make the meal crispier.
A later dream that caused me to finally wake up had me in someone's residence, with some friends back from high school. We were chasing butterflies outside and catching up on lost time. Back inside, I overheard someone gossiping in Cantonese that my brother was going to propose to his ex-girlfriend. My initial thought was,"What the hell?!" and I woke up.
Hmm, nobody seems to be in lab... yet it's already 9:15. They must be over at the other campus doing whatever Grand Rounds is on Thursdays.
Time for more Wilde-isms!
"Women were better suited to bear sorrow than men. They lived on in their emotions. They only thought of their emotions. When they took lovers, it was merely to have some one with whom they could have scenes."
"I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take toward life."
"The real drawback to marriage is that it makes one unselfish. And unselfish people are colorless. They lack individuality. Still, there are certain temperaments that marriage makes more complex. They retain their egotism, and add to it many other egos. They are forced to have more than one life. They become more highly organized, and to be highly organized is, I should fancy, the object of man's existence."
"The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror."
"Women are wonderfully practical, much more practical than we are."
"Women inspire us with the desire to do masterpieces, and always prevent us from carrying them out."
"A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?"
Hmm, I wonder if it's possible to quote too much from a book.
The first one involved me coming up with a great recipe for either a hamburger or taco salad. My secret ingredient was to add tiny slices of fried potato, kind of like hash browns, into either the meat or as a topping, to make the meal crispier.
A later dream that caused me to finally wake up had me in someone's residence, with some friends back from high school. We were chasing butterflies outside and catching up on lost time. Back inside, I overheard someone gossiping in Cantonese that my brother was going to propose to his ex-girlfriend. My initial thought was,"What the hell?!" and I woke up.
Hmm, nobody seems to be in lab... yet it's already 9:15. They must be over at the other campus doing whatever Grand Rounds is on Thursdays.
Time for more Wilde-isms!
"Women were better suited to bear sorrow than men. They lived on in their emotions. They only thought of their emotions. When they took lovers, it was merely to have some one with whom they could have scenes."
"I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take toward life."
"The real drawback to marriage is that it makes one unselfish. And unselfish people are colorless. They lack individuality. Still, there are certain temperaments that marriage makes more complex. They retain their egotism, and add to it many other egos. They are forced to have more than one life. They become more highly organized, and to be highly organized is, I should fancy, the object of man's existence."
"The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror."
"Women are wonderfully practical, much more practical than we are."
"Women inspire us with the desire to do masterpieces, and always prevent us from carrying them out."
"A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can one want?"
Hmm, I wonder if it's possible to quote too much from a book.
1.14.2009
baba ghanoush
Why is my cousin befriending all my girl Asian friends on facebook? Ohhhh, so creepy....
My samples are too dilute... some of my samples are contaminated...
Stomach has been hurting every day- it could be either the milk+cereal every morning or the orange juice at night.
Aunt replaced the couches in grampa's house with sofa beds. She says it's time for change. Change...
May fly down to LA for Chinese New Year. It is our year. bYear of the ox. So why don't I feel so blessed?
It must be the orange juice.
My PI just kept talking and talking today, but I just kept staring at his dry skin on his forearms and how his shoes were too big for his feet. He looked like a tiny kid sitting on a really large spinning chair!
Note to self and others: NEVER sell your textbooks online!
"I can't even fake the death of a stripper." ~Arrested Development
My samples are too dilute... some of my samples are contaminated...
Stomach has been hurting every day- it could be either the milk+cereal every morning or the orange juice at night.
Aunt replaced the couches in grampa's house with sofa beds. She says it's time for change. Change...
May fly down to LA for Chinese New Year. It is our year. bYear of the ox. So why don't I feel so blessed?
It must be the orange juice.
My PI just kept talking and talking today, but I just kept staring at his dry skin on his forearms and how his shoes were too big for his feet. He looked like a tiny kid sitting on a really large spinning chair!
Note to self and others: NEVER sell your textbooks online!
"I can't even fake the death of a stripper." ~Arrested Development
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