dejan. dey-yahn.[epilogue| he kept refilling my glass with all of these different awesome and fruity wines, and i started getting drunk, which was cool because i was looking at a lot of art. after we get back from the art opening, we talk about relationships and what we're looking for. he tells me that he's really happy. and so am i. and we ( Read more... )

[fourwaystospoon: domo-arigato-gozimas
Mr2Pretty: doo itasimasite]

shairi yangu kwa darasa la kiswahili:

sasa tembea sokoni, uende sema na muuza.
matunda zambarau pili, yanaipendesha meza.

tunayapenda kibichi, lini parachichi, chokaa.
njoo hapa vijirani, nilipikisha chakula.[jioni hii, nilikula na rafiki yangu sam, ambaye mwanafunzi katika ( Read more... )

lakini, i just spent an hour talking to debo, wali's beest friend from high school. me and him have talked since while me and wali were dating, but tonight was the first time we spoke on the phone. he is so easy to talk to, and funny, too ( Read more... )

...post-processual archaeology is based on the ideological framework of postmodernism. postprocessualism, as a movement in archaeology, is a movement in only the loosest sense of th eword. WHile processual archaeologists had, if not a "codified" theory to unify them, then at least a common overall goal and spirit that drove them: scientific ( Read more... )

just the dichotomy of all hurts me ( Read more... )

as i was telling alyse today, here are the essential elements one needs to make a wonderful quad.

1) sunshine.
2) the dogs & their tennis ball.
3) smoker-hippies hanging out all day.
4) bare feet.

anthropologie is smile.

[ prologue | tuesday, i hopped in the shuttle for a ride over to the lewis ctr (for ceramics) and after i hopped in, the shuttle driver hopped out for a smoke break. she walked up and down the left side of the shuttle, and since i sitting near the back on the left side of the almost-empty shuttle, i had a pretty good view of the lady. she lit up ( Read more... )

[ prologue | earlier this week i was walking fairly close behind these two people, so, of course, i couldn't help but overhear what they were saying. as we're walking, we kind of come up to this big pile of ice in the parking lot. the girl goes "i am the titanic!" and bumps into the pile of ice. and the guy laughs. i, too, laugh, and i level ( Read more... )

there really is nothing like a hot shower ( Read more... )

>and how come i can't get any work done ( Read more... )