today I got the best jeans and the worst haircut I've ever had... so I guess I hope people are looking at my ass and not my head. maybe I'm getting too old and/or vain for these drastic donation haircuts.

This Be The Verse ( Read more... )

it took me 26 hours to get from Tucson to Ithaca... I slept curled up on a couch in the Syracuse airport baggage claim, two cushions from a similarly displaced Indian exchange student. misfortune makes strange bedfellows indeed.

for all that I hate the seedy, smoky Vegas airport, I must admit it has free wireless...

hate list for 1/09/06:
1. the child support system
2. my father

time for the debut of the angsty geisha icon.

my goal for 2006: discipline my mind. nourish my soul. be happy, be proactive, be present. clean and simple ( Read more... )

peace on earth and goodwill toward men.

no, seriously, I could go for that.

my nephew, Holden Maxwell Louie, was born healthy but tiny this morning, three weeks early. hoorah! (in case you were wondering, no, my 15-year-old brother did not get himself in trouble; we're talking about my 35-year-old half-brother. which makes him I guess my half-nephew. quarter-nephew? ahhh, whatever.)

I don't know how, but when I finish knitting this afghan there will be pictures, by god ( Read more... )

the winter-wonderlandification of our campus has begun... seriously, winter would be so much better if they replaced the TCAT with horse-drawn sleighs driven by jolly Russian men in big fur hats. put me on the student assembly, and we'll see what happens.