Has Spoo told you about our total artistic-ness this weekend? We are, like, inappropriately cool and artful ( Read more... )

And so it is christmas, and what have I done? I've planned a series of soul-sucking activities for what should be a totally drunken, sexy, and frivolous post-thesis-completion week. Yeah. "Meeting" with department Director re: student objections to final assignemnt - this will be awesome and not at all intimidating. It will help, of course, ( Read more... )

Today I sat down to write the conclusion to my thesis. But first, I had planned a quick read through the conclusive sections of each chapter ( Read more... )

I love living downtown and in the city. Here's what happened recently at my bus stop: shara arrives (key element of this story, obviously), begins process of unscrewing mug lid and tossing teabag in trash. Young woman wearing nurse-ish hospital scrubs and a giant puffy coat comes over and asks what shara's doing. Having been thus informed, ( Read more... )

I just realized that morphine called me a whoore. On the packet she sent - which is still sitting on my desk as I've yet to decide where one keeps a bird book (my mother, inexplicably, kept hers in the cereal cupboard)- there's an alligator sticker beside my name. The alligator has a speech balloon beside his mouth that says "Ho!" On the back of ( Read more... )

In the mail today: an ornithological textbook and a prosaic epistle from mt_morphine about birding and the necessity of studying for same. Bird nerding aside, I feel better. Thanks T_mo ( Read more... )

Back from an awesome weekend of wining and dining with kelly_jones in her new city. We lucked into seats at a fabulously delicious restuarant, and who knew lovely Auzzie wines could be so cheaply procurred south of the border ( Read more... )

3. A woman in stirrup pants, a red t-shirt, and red slouchy socks pulled over the pants. I suspect, unfortunately, that hers was not meant to be a Hallowe'en get-up. Agh! The horror of the dual inverted isosceles triangle pants - and when I'm feeling so crappy, too ( Read more... )

Here are my new sweet babies. I am a cliche, a commodity fetishist, a red shoe obsessor, a shoe-in for any contemporary culture job. The shoes make it all OK.

In short, and in summary, love-love.

After perusing the long list of crap I should be doing RIGHT NOW, I've decided to get caught up on my LJ reading instead. And good thing, too. Youse guys have been living it up on here without me ( Read more... )