Had a conversation with the roommates tonight that started out with "I swear I used to be a nicer person" and Melanie (of all people) laughing herself to death on the couch and ended with "I don't know how to deal with the fact that I hate people. This totally throws a wrench in my career goals" and Evan laughing herself to death on the couch ( Read more... )

Resolutions:

Work on the forgiveness part.
Be proactive.
Become less paralyzed by failure.
Get back in shape.
Moisturize.
Stretch nightly.
Write.

I hadn't quite realized the full extent of Karen's conversion to the culture of her workplace until recently, when I went over to her place and she told me about her unwitting acquisition of a contact for good marijuana, her exposure to songs blatantly discussing blowjobs, and managed to casually throw up a gang sign in the midst of all this. As ( Read more... )

My father has decided to throw a graduation/matriculation party for me and my brother tomorrow (Sunday) evening at my house, and anybody still in the area is happily invited to come over and celebrate. Or hang out. Or wibble over the uncertain future. (Please don't leave me to make awkward small talk with my father's office associates please.)

Am having a mild breakdown regarding lack of employment and imminent lack of health insurance.

Whoo.

First one in a loooooooong time ( Read more... )

Open water's never been friendly.

Today in San Francisco a small group of improv-ers staged a zombie flash mob. James decided to take some pictures with his iPhone for me:

http://sfappeal.com/news/2009/03/zombie-alert.php

Apparently unattainable prey doesn't really do much to deter the undead. Go

Yesterday my econ professor started class with a giddy announcement that it was the 20-somethingth anniversary for her and her partner (and the 7th month they'd been married). She finished with the comment that she hoped they'd still able to be married by this time next year ( Read more... )

A woman once said (in resignation, I like to think) that we daughters all become our mothers. And so do I make the same acceptance, after spending the last eight-odd years trying to form myself into anything but.

Once the dust has settled, the prospect is surprisingly not as odious as I'd expected.