By Robert Frost ( Read more... )

Over the past few weeks I have been filling out the application forms to study abroad for a semester in India. Things are actually starting to take shape and I'm excited and nervous about the prospect of leaving him. The paperwork for the application is surprisingly complicated, including multiple letters of recommendation, transcripts, and ( Read more... )

I had this conversation today at work with a new co-worker who is starting at the UW this fall as a Sociology Grad student. I happened to be wearing a necklace that is a little metal sloth that hangs down from the chain, it's new so I was excited to wear it for the first time ( Read more... )

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So, I went through with the experiment today (see previous post) and it went pretty well. I got dressed in my torn jeans, untied boots, and raggy tank top. I also had an army jacket tied around my waist, a patchwork purse, and an army surplus duffel bag. The cooking oil that I put in my hair, and coated my face with, was totally gross but it looked ( Read more... )

I am doing an experiment for my Methods of Sociological Inquiry class today and I am both excited and nervous. The plan is I will dress up as a homeless person and another girl from my class will dress up as a business woman. We will take turns asking people if we can borrow their cell phone for a non-emergency call. We want to see if there is a ( Read more... )

Most people know that I'm not super crazy about my job and I have been looking for something new. The problem is, the work is regular and I have been busy with other things and I haven't had a lot of time to put serious effort into finding something different. About a week ago they posted that they are looking for a new Shift Leader. At my work, ( Read more... )

After some enabling from a fellow LJer I decided to finally give canning a shot. I figured I would go with a small batch of strawberry jam, and a small batch of raspberry chipotle sauce. Yesterday I went to the store and got a set of a dozen small canning jars, a jar lifter, and a jar funnel. I also borrowed two big stock pots from a friend, one ( Read more... )

I turn my face from the bank of computers that neatly line the smooth black counter. Sunlight pours through the window, carefully kept out by a thick layer of glass that wouldn't open, even if I tried. Outside the world is green, stretching and waking in the morning sun. A youthful tree presses its fingertips against the glass as it grows. The ( Read more... )