( unread books meme )

Today I've had conversations with my advisor about: Burma; LinkedIn and Facebook; university purchasing; Burning Man; statistics. I have not, however, done any work at all. I also failed to get my computer order through the purchasing bureaucracy and, while occupied trying to get that done, failed to hang out with a friend who I keep punting on. ( Read more... )

I'd like to go to the ceili tomorrow. It's been five or six weeks since I've had a chance to go, and I miss dancing. But the Bay Bridge is closed, so I can't drive there. (The San Mateo bridge would be reasonable for going from SF to Alameda, but I'm planning to be at work in Berkeley during the day, and that would be a stupid amount of driving ( Read more... )

Two different friends called me today to say they were locked out and could I pick the lock for them? Two. Independent. Different parts of the bay. What gives? Unfortunately, a combination of transportation issues, bronchitis, and my very rusty locksmith skills meant I had to say no in both cases ( Read more... )

I am home from Scotland. I am so glad to be home. I had an incredible, phenomenal month, but it needed to end.

I am looking forward to seeing people here. (I know a lot of you just headed to the Playa, but I'll see you when you get back. Have a great burn.)

I'm back from a few days in Philadelphia, with something disturbingly like a suntan (by my standards: mostly freckles, and so much better than pink, though I'd prefer no sun color at all). I spent three days lounging around Nick's uncle's back yard in the suburbs. Played volleyball in the pool, threw around a football, drank my favorite east-coast ( Read more... )

I still think of myself as a musician more than a dancer. But, regardless of how I got into it, dancing has been a bigger part of my life for the last five years. There's one exception to that these days: the Edinburgh Military Tattoo, the massive bagpipe festival. For this event, I'm going to Scotland for a month to play fife with my old fife & ( Read more... )

I spent the morning sprawled on the grass in Berkeley, shaded by the parasol I got from loraxorg and akaba's wedding a few weeks ago, eating Thai brunch with cerevisiae and crs. It was just about the perfect day for that sort of thing ( Read more... )

My "choose both!" plan worked out well on Monday night. I got down to Alameda in time for Anne's lesson. The dance looks a lot more complicated than it is, at least in my opinion. I think I pretty much have it in my head now. It's quite fun, and it was impressive to watch her teach such a huge class with surprising success ( Read more... )

I've been reunited with my car. All it needed was a tuneup, in the end. I asked if there were any big problems looming on the horizon, and the mechanic said "Everything looks good. [pause] For a Neon ( Read more... )