audreyeva

Blargh.

Sat, 03 Mar 2007 04:52:36 GMT

Tuesday night's all right for writing

Wed, 28 Feb 2007 04:17:09 GMT

Tuesday nights: drag self to yoga. Return from yoga feeling ridiculously pleased with everything, write mini-paper for Spanish cinema class.

Generally, the blissed-out yoga feeling helps with writing the paper. This week, it's just helping me not stress out about not having written a bit of it yet. Besides which, I happen to be aware that a friend who will remain nameless is currently writing the same paper while drunk...so despite not having started, I'm feeling a little ahead of the curve.

Lately I've very much been wanting to start a food blog. But what with school and half-assed job searching and all the other things I'd really like to do at some point, I can't really see it getting done for at least another few months.

Just the same, here's what I'm making this week:
spinach-laced dal (based on this)
spinach pakora aqui
general tso's tofu
palak something or other...chickpeas?
a big batch o' oven-baked brown rice (my casserole dish is the biggest cooking implement I own at this point)

I got a huge bag of fresh spinach at the grocery store for cheap, which is where all the spinach stuff comes from. The pakora and tofu are supposed to help work on the seasoning for my new cast iron pan. And I got some Indian spices in the mail last week, so I'm playing with those a little. Suggestions appreciated.

Ooooh, and a couple of suggestions for general food porn, recipes, and online time-wasting: Naughty Curry and b/eats.

So, back to that paper...

Life, the universe, and apathy

Sun, 18 Feb 2007 07:24:17 GMT

Nothing coherent to say. Just watched Reality Bites...always fun to watch the jerkface get the girl.

Think I need to focus more on the present, rather than what I can do/where live/what make/get once we graduate, as if graduation will just switch us suddenly to the Real World.

On the upside, I have a gigantic bag of spinach, a bit of stilton, and a shipment of Indian spices in the mail.

Oh, and my hair is reddish.

Whine

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 05:24:02 GMT

Just made a to-do list of stuff that I should be doing. I got to about a page and a half and was surprised that I couldn't think of anything else that's really pressing. It's 39 items, not including really specific things like homework for specific classes. To do any of this involves a good chunk of time per item (per day) and even though in the average day I do jack shit it still doesn't seem like I have time. I need moderation in everything, now, but instead I'm at one extreme or the other for everything.

Not to state the obvious, but

Thu, 24 Aug 2006 04:49:29 GMT

Golly gee wilikers, we're going to be seniors.

She can bake a cherry pie quick as a cat can wink its eye

Mon, 12 Jun 2006 21:09:31 GMT

...or in about three hours. Still, it was my first pie ever and I'm proud as an unnaturally domestic peacock. ::speads tail feathers and struts::

Things here are...interesting. My grandfather isn't doing so well, and whether that's a temporary or permanent thing is yet to be determined. My mom's been driving him around to doctors and the hospital and bringing over food, and I feel a little bad that I'm leaving this week and won't be around for at least moral support. And of course I worry about my mom, etc...isn't it too early to be at that age of worrying about your mother all the time? I thought I was supposed to still be drunk every night and worrying about the meaning of life. But ahh well.

By the weekend I'll be living in an apartment! Apartment apartment apartment! I'm...ridiculously excited.

Well, that's mysterious. Yeah, and you know it, too.

Sun, 04 Jun 2006 16:51:39 GMT

Just got back from San Francisco, our wireless is dead and dsl is working in spurts and besides, now I'm off to Richmond for a couple of days to visit Danny (woot!) and then to Williamsburg for Steph's birthday (woot again!) and then I guess I get to panic about Baltimore. Supposed to be getting my key in the mail, but it's Sunday. ::drums fingers:: Supposed to be sitting in on an elementary school class but the Charlottesville schools are out for the summer, the Richmond principal hasn't emailed me back and their site is down so I can't find another one. And Williamsburg isn't an urban area.

San Francisco seems to have a huge homelessness problem. Will probably blab about that later.

Aaaand packing time!

Apologies, my titles as of late have been rather boring, but unfortunately this one is as well.

Fri, 19 May 2006 04:43:40 GMT

After careful thought, I have decided that human nature is silly. To bed, awake to take the car in and dine on sumptuous scrambled tofu. One day until the west coast.

I need a median poem between joy and heartbreak, something that says I miss you terribly, and isn't that silly?

El yawn.

Wed, 17 May 2006 22:31:55 GMT

So. I've got a few days until San Francisco, and then nearly two weeks until Baltimore. In the interim I need to:

1. Figure out finances; ie whether I can live off of what amounts to minimum wage. Is that even possible? Also, why does Baltmore have a living wage law for "service contracts" that's $4 more than the minimum wage ($5.15). What are service contracts anyway, and why do they deserve a living wage while no one else does?

2. Observe an elementary school classroom for a couple hours.

3. Purchase a club and pepper spray. Maybe.

4. Figure out: how to set up a phone line. How to get a parking permit.

5. Find some cheap, easy recipes that don't use meat.

6. Find something more interesting to do than watching my "bored" lj icon bounce up and down.

Grrr

Sun, 30 Apr 2006 02:04:46 GMT

Fluteworld is currently selling my flute for over 50% off. Meaning that if I were buying a new flute now, I could get my current one for half off or get another much more expensive flute for about the same price. Grr.

Also, I suddenly sort of want to go to the NFA convention this year. It's in Pittsburgh, which is significantly closer than it will be for a few years (next year is Albuquerque, year after that Kansas City, year after that NYC which would be exciting but membership is more expensive if you're not a student). Maybe it would stimulate my interest in flute, which has been lagging. I could get some exciting new books, maybe find someone to repair my flute, play with expensive toys...

I'm a dork.

Exams are coming up this week and the next, and I'm not really that stressed. I have all this reading to do which has gotten put off, but it'll get done. I'm more worried/excited about finding housing in Baltimore (and playing house for the summer). Ahh, and I'm doing an internship with Teach Baltimore from mid-June to early August, which would explain the living in Baltimore bit. This is all...random, but veryvery exciting.

This feels somehow like a quieter, uneventful semester, and rather atypical from anything that came before it. Fewer baking parties. No orchestra. Suddenly I can sorta speak Spanish. No friends on the hall. Lots of sunshine, ponies and butterflies. Occasional parties. Less stress, less coffee, more classes, less patience with English classes. I am now a completely failed English major. Also, enough of this avoiding of reading for Abnormal.
(Choice bit from the substance abuse chapter: Shared needles contribute to the spread of the virus that causes AIDS. This is a critical public health issue, because AIDS contracted in this manner accounts for the highest proportion of AIDS-related deaths in the heterosexual population.(Technically, yes. But cases of AIDS and HIV infection in 2004 reflect that rates of infection have shifted.) Oh, and then there was the sex chapter that claimed that a chromosomal male with Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome is completely rosy: Her life works out because everyone thinks she is (by virtue of her vagina and later her breasts) the same sex she thinks she is--a woman. (Presumably, she wouldn't menstruate. Also, she'd be infertile...and would it be at all possible that later in life she'd discover through some other genetic test that she was actually genetically male? The Olympics apparently carried out mandatory genetic testing from 1968 to 1992, which led to just this problem--people who were apparently one gender realizing that they were genetically another, and as a capstone being barred from competition for life. Funfun.)

Hey there, Wednesday

Thu, 27 Apr 2006 00:36:21 GMT

My friends are beautifully brilliant.

Well then. Back to Cortazar.

Fri, 07 Apr 2006 01:40:54 GMT

Mmmm just stole this from Alaina. It doesn't really make sense, but I'm trying to avoid writing a Hispanic Studies paper and this took up a substantial chunk of time. Yay for such.

How am I feeling today?:
Ghost in You—Mark McGrath (50 first dates soundtrack, which I’ve never really listened to...or seen the movie...)

Will I get far in life?:
Raindrops keep falling on my head—Ben Folds (ie, not so bright...but then, according to the actual lyrics it ain’t that bad because of optimism...and hell, I get to ball out the fricking Sun, so I’m looking forward to this.)

How do my friends see me?:
Night and Day—Ella Fitzgerald (timewise, I guess that’s pretty self-explanatory...otherwise a little negative. But I guess it makes sense.)

Where will I get Married?
Waiting for magic—Ace of base (remix) (aww.)

What is my best friend's theme song?:
Two Little Girls—Ani DiFranco (ha. hopefully this doesn’t mean drugs and abusive girlfriends.)

What is the story of my life?:
Subterranean Homesick Alien—Radiohead (::laughs!:: Yes!)

What is/was highschool like?:
Losing a whole year—Third Eye Blind (I guess out of four, that isn’t bad...it had its people.)

How can I get ahead in life?:
Urami Bushi—Kill Bill (hmmm...either learn Japanese, or go on a killing spree.)

What is the best thing about me?:
Airbag—Radiohead (is that the incessant empty talking (heh, whoops) or the safety device?)

What is today going to be like?
The Boxer—Carbon Leaf (but I want to sleep tonight!)

What is in store for this week?:
Portions for Foxes—Rilo Kiley (apparently I’m bad news. interesting.)

What song describes my parents?:
Take it easy—Duke Ellington (eh.)

To describe my grandparents?
Heebie Jeebies—Louis Armstrong (nope.)

How is my life going?:
Shiny Stockings—Ella Fitzgerald

What song will they play at my funeral?
Mellow Tone—Carbon leaf

How does the world see me?:
Shameless—Ani Difranco (::laughs::)

Will I have a happy life?:
Fell in love with a boy—Joss Stone (aww.)

What do my friends really think of me?:
Being for the Benefit of Mr. Kite—The Beatles—apparently insane and inspired by an old circus poster.

Do people secretly lust after me?:
Homeless—Paul Simon (hmm?)

How can I make myself happy?:
You Spin Me Round or whatever that song is called: yay! ::bounces about::

What should I do with my life?:
So Says I—The Shins (whatever I want! bwahaha!)

Will I ever have children?:
Song for a Winter’s Night—Doubletake (oh, scandalous.)

What is some good advice for me?:
Joy to the World—Three Dog Night (apparently I should drink wine with more frogs.)

How will I be remembered?
The Bends—Radiohead (ah, great.)

What is my signature dancing song?
Dragostea din tei--Ozone

What is my current theme song?
James K. Polk—They Might Be Giants (everyone is a fucking napoleon.)

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:
Polovtsian Dances from “Prince Igor”—Rimsky-Korsakov

What type of men/women do you like?
Piano Concerto in A Minor—Allegro Molto E Marcato—Quasi Presto—Andante Maestoso—Grieg (younger, quickly very stressed, almost fast, walks majestically)

And the evening's complaints are...

Thu, 16 Mar 2006 04:32:21 GMT

Cover letters and writing samples (specifically on child welfare or my own autobiography). This is not to say that I'm currently writing either of these things. Instead, it's a full-fledged and thoroughly annoying whine about how I don't even know how to begin on either.

Also, certain people currently writing papers in the Barrett computer lab are awesome. Just to say.

When I have a bakery...

Sun, 22 Jan 2006 21:08:27 GMT

...I will hire only employees who are gothic, highly pierced, or have interestingly dyed hair, thus giving the behavioral finger to the guy at lunch today who appeared to think that people with purposefully unique appearances are unemployable. And he will never, ever get to try our delicious muffins.

Vale, Venga, A Luego

Thu, 15 Dec 2005 11:55:20 GMT

Well, here goes. I´ve never really left a place I´ve been in for more than a couple weeks without knowing I could just drive back for a day or a weekend. Ah well. Leaving tonight, getting into Madrid around midnight, and then leaving for Barcelona tomorrow morning. Home on Monday. I´m excited. And a little weirded out.

Oy vey

Wed, 14 Dec 2005 11:58:36 GMT

So...two days more in Salamanca. Followed by three in Barcelona. And then home. Very weird. Lots to do, no time.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thu, 24 Nov 2005 11:14:29 GMT

That pretty much says it all.

Well, and then this says the rest of it. Yours till Russia cooks Turkey in Greece and serves it on China to the Hungary USA

Word problem for all y´all who hate math

Wed, 23 Nov 2005 11:03:37 GMT

Equipment: 1 small box imported Rice Crispies
1 jar similarly imported peanut butter
1 titanium spork
Mission: You are in a country that (gasp) does not refrigerate its milk. Overcome this obstacle to create a tasty midmorning snack with the above equipment.

Yesterday was Lise´s birthday. Tini made quiche, snarkily, Yuri bought little pastries, and we had a quite decent bonding session with Lise after dinner.

In other news, we´ve started subjunctive, and I´m ridiculously excited about this for some dorky reason.

Salad Wars!

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 11:51:35 GMT

Less than a month left, now. The Christmas decorations have gone up--holly and candles made of colored light tubes, hanging from wires across the streets. They haven´t been lit up yet. The roasted chestnut stands are out too. I love Christmas.

www.couchsurfing.com

Note:

Thu, 17 Nov 2005 11:44:56 GMT

I´m thinking about joining the Maine Cheese Guild. Any thoughts?

Foggy day, foggy brain

Thu, 17 Nov 2005 11:15:22 GMT

On my way here half an hour ago, I passed a group of university students dressed as bishops, nuns, and elves. Sometimes I haven´t the slightest idea what´s going on here.

In other news, my roomate´s sister is sleeping on our floor for a few days. She´s been working on organic farms and travelling about meanwhile, and now she´s visiting Jen.

Why is it that places with computers tend to play sad American music?

One month mark #1

Wed, 16 Nov 2005 10:46:07 GMT

One month left of classes. Thinking about it, it´s still strange to be here. I guess if you never have any desire to go to a country, steadfastly refuse to learn its language, and even get out of the language requirement at your school by putting up with four years of something else entirely, you´ll end up living in that country for four months and, hell, enjoying it.

Still, it´s comforting to have a pack of Wawa coffee in my room. Williamsburg does still exist!

And because I slacked and left out the actual link to my pictures yesterday, here ´tis. I´m still behind in posting, but Morocco is up, at least. ¡Pictures!

Okay! Now to make contact with the outside world! I love free internet!

¡It´s like a New Year´s Resolution in the middle of November!

Tue, 15 Nov 2005 10:54:10 GMT

Namely, I´ll write at least something everyday so that there´ll be less pressure to be profound, which I pretty much never am, which is why I never write anymore.

Entonces.

Morocco was excellent. I just put up a fresh load of pictures on Snapfish, if you want to go check them out. Beyond that, I´ve had my fill of bus travel for approximately the rest of my life, as well as riding in cars with other people driving.

And it snowed this weekend! I then made the mistake of listening to Christmas music and musing about Christmas at home, at which point I made myself homesick.

And just to jump on the class schedule-displaying bandwagon, here´s mine:
MWF:
8-9: Human Sexuality
9-10: Abnormal Psych
10-11: ¿Intermediate Spanish?

TR:
11-12:30: Intro Hispanic Studies
12:30-2:00: Intro Sociology

At some point: flute lesson.

Ta-da!

Something Fine

Mon, 31 Oct 2005 11:00:02 GMT

So: the plan: drive to Sevilla tonight, take the ferry to Morocco tomorrow, return early Monday morning, take midterms. So if I´m around even less than normal, this is why.

Take care, everyone.

Gorkaya Ironiya Zamistatno Kreditov

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 10:29:08 GMT

::shakes fist at the man::

Why can´t I take every psychology class ever?