I am having the best time with cello lessons. I've finally found a teacher who not only will play Apocalyptica with me, but who rocks at it. I started this morning playing Nothing Else Matters as a duet with my teacher and, quite frankly, it ruled.

Look, chess finally made it into the main stream news! For those of you who don't keep up with the chess world, the match is big, really big. The two masters are battling for the world tittle because, though Mr. Topalov is the world champion according to the World Chess Federation, Mr. Kramnik claims he has a right to the tittle after beating Grand ( Read more... )

Pure, pure awesomeness.

There's going to be a sequel to The Eight! It's been one of my five favorite books since I was thirteen. Oh man, even more Alexander Solarin deliciousness.

It was supposed to be a girl, damn it!

For a few wonderful years I had a sister. I lived with Julia at The Secret House for a year (this was my first greeting there), she taught me to swim; the first person to get me to do anything but doggy paddle. She came with me when I got my tattoo and gave me support and advice about keeping it clean and vegetarian ink. She told the best risqué ( Read more... )

So I'm sure many of you have been wondering, over the past month, just what Her Grace has been up to. Well, let me show you:

What Her Grace has been up to picture I

What Her Grace has been up to picture II

The rose is based off of Utena, but the rest is 100% Duchess made and designed.

My roommate and her friend were studying for their philosophy final last night.

Roommate: The Basic Problems of Phenomenology?

Roommate’s Friend: Heidegger?

Me: Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar who could think you under the table.

Roommate and Friend: Huh?

Sigh.

I hope we were all good little moppets and watched the Kentucky Derby this weekend. But if not, you can watch the footage of Barabro winning with a 6 and a half length lead!

Occasionally in the dorms cute little moppets will knock on my door and ask if I would like to by a candy bar, and I usually do (though the midwest has awful chocolate). But today when I read an e-mail saying there were Girl Scout cookies for sale in the student union you could literally see the trail of dust left behind as I lunged for my wallet ( Read more... )