how weird is it shouting at an oblivious ken jennings by myself? is it just me or is he a little off his game, too ( Read more... )

it's been awhile, no? i don't think i've updated at least since i've been in new york, which is a week as of today. a week. benj's parents, both of whom immigrated to the city, told me with some sympathy that it will probably take me a month to adjust. getting definite numbers from people, even if they just make them up, still makes me feel better ( Read more... )

(singing karoke to oldskool alanis will remain one of the highlights of my summer ( Read more... )

i think my time at cty has increased my tolerance. i should write that on the eval. "my compulsive drinking here really broadened my horizons. i've learned to drink at odd hours, in between childcare times, something i may once have considered ethically questionable. i've also learned to hold my liquor like a virginian. thanks cty ( Read more... )

well, i didn't get a tip, but i may never have to buy moisturizer again. one of my girls gave me her last package -- she averaged receipt of two per week -- filled with sample-size bottles of neutrogena and other skin products. getting free makeup and makeup remover: that's what i became an RA for ( Read more... )

the first kid to get kicked out this session is leaving tomorrow morning. he's a troublemaker. his RA and his instructor have been having problems with him from the beginning. i went on his class's field trip today and was shocked at how off-the-cuff nasty he was on the train ( Read more... )

man, that's a lot of cty dances. like most aspects of cty, i've found the dances less painful as an RA, and at the same time i tend to appreciate the same moments now as i did as a camper: the traditions. time warp! instanbul! the songs you can sing along to. when people sing, the dancing tends to fall in importance, meaning i have to worry ( Read more... )

when i get drunk, i get dwarfish. like, i become sleepy happy dopey grumpy sneezy bashful doc -- in roughly that order. did i mention i don't even need to be drunk, per se? i exist in such a state of tiredness, perpetually, that the merest suggestion of alcohol kicks my body into drunk gear. that's a fun gear, my friend.

except i miss my snow

meet the jhu cty 04 lj family!

there's greenstripes, hippie-dippy aunt emily
chairmanchi, your emo daddy chiwide,
echomelpomene, sleep-deprived mama litofsky ( Read more... )

four of my girls eagerly tripped into my room, looking all bright-eyes and bushy-tails ( Read more... )