"So, Michael, what did you do over Spring Break?"
"I got brown and lean. I went swimming every day and then near the end this old man with a child kept watching me."
"Maybe you're fun to look at."
"What did you do?"
"I made cakes."
"What kind?"
"Coconut cream."

So I was thinking about Dragon Tales while I was walking home, which is this PBS children's show with small immigrant Mexican children that go frequently to Dragonland to learn life lessons (I think Dragonland is an allegory for Mexico/a cultural experience) and specifically there was this one episode where each child paired up with one of their ( Read more... )

"Right now, it's still alive."
"I have no problem with that"
"Cheers" x3

Soft chew
harsh bite
overwhelming saltiness

"Mmm, so sweet"
"Yeah, that really did taste like a beach."

Today I went outside of the house for the first time in 5 days when I decided that it'd be a great idea to beat my mother who was riding the bus down to the car. It's very complicated ( Read more... )

I noticed that the last few posts I made had maniacal laughter in them, which was slightly off-putting and scary, but that's okay since nobody judges real you to your face by what you put on LJ since we all know it's one of those soppy, tear-soaked emo-rags. Speaking of things made of paper, Chelsea sent me a sestina in the mail and I only noted ( Read more... )

My hair is awful and greasy and lank because Age of Empires 3 has done this magic little thing that's sucked away the better part of 3 days. My mother reminded me of this cosmic sort of time compression when she asked me, "Do you want to wash those PJs?" noting that in fact I'd been sitting in them for about 48 hours and was a little rank. I said ( Read more... )

During my stalkingrun with Sunny I remember him screaming at me a lot to stop flinching whenever one of the millions of bees on Sproul came to accost me. He said I couldn't out-dodge them anyway and that he'd hit me if I did it again. I wish he'd been stung in the eye like king Congal. Then he wouldn't be able to hold sovereignty for having a ( Read more... )

It's starting to get warm again, which means my room in l'apartment will become a tiny oven and I will be tempted to blow out the pilot light on purpose again, and that'll just be annoying when we have that cold snap in the middle of April and whatnot. I'm also ridiculously tired but have another quizterm tomorrow on a book I haven't read and will ( Read more... )

So, evidently I'm making poor life choices because my hair is just worse than usual all around, and I'm not doing my homework and I'm steadily getting fatter and that eczema patch on my shin is flaring up again. I think I just spent 5 hours facebooking. Huh. Oh wait I did one productive thing today, I applied for that America's Test Kitchen ( Read more... )

I'm in the middle of this project to frantically photograph and write about the last few weeks of undergrad being at Berkeley because I'll probably forget how it was anyway and when misguided people ask "So what was it like in your springy awesome youth?" I can point them to facebook and LJ, if the servers don't go down. Let's call it ' ( Read more... )