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[Dec. 28th, 2009|10:36 pm] |
The roommates are all three home for the holidays, so I basically have the apartment to myself for two solid weeks.
Pros: it's very quiet, and I can get away with being a total slob.
Cons: it's very quiet, and I can get away with being a total slob. |
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| Iron Blogger (for Beer) |
[Dec. 28th, 2009|02:01 am] |
Post imported from http://tinyurl.com/piperxp.Reasons I’ll now be mandated to post weekly: I’ll lose five bucks otherwise. All thanks to a new competition among MIT students.
Hopefully it’ll pay off in February, when I turn 21  |
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[Dec. 26th, 2009|01:48 am] |
"I remember what it was like to want to do things."
Discuss. |
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| Pope drama? It really is Xmas! |
[Dec. 25th, 2009|11:32 am] |
Woman drags pope to ground in repeat attack. Someday... someday that will be me. I'll glomp you yet, Darth Benedict. I'll hug the patriarchy right out of you!
Speaking of things the Pope hates, I got Whiskey/Echo fic for Yuletide! AWESOME WHISKEY/ECHO HOTNESS OMG! The Internet is full of marvellous people writing marvellous things.
Happy Xmas everybody and I hope you're all having a great holiday season!
ETA: Link to the fic: Vanishing Act by an Anonymous Gentleperson! |
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[Dec. 24th, 2009|12:50 am] |
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23 years old -- 24 next February -- and STILL I can't watch anything remotely scary and expect to be able to get to sleep afterwards. Yeah, I am totally rocking the Real Grownup thing here. |
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| Hereby declaring myself an orphan |
[Dec. 19th, 2009|06:40 pm] |
Oh my god, you guys, my mom put a topless picture of herself in the family calendar! This is a calendar made with pictures of our immediate family which she sends out to our extended family. It should not contain visible nipples! If I hang it up I'm going to have to spend an entire month staring at my mother's boobs!
I'm disowning you, Mom. And this time I mean it! |
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| Wrapping things up |
[Dec. 17th, 2009|11:17 am] |
Sometimes I feel like pretty wrapping...
But sometimes nothing beats good ol' tacky Christmas cat paper....
I am having so much fun with the word bubble gift tags I threw together!
Speaking of cute cats, we picked up these Hello Kitty walkie talkies for my nieces. I'm not usually a fan of super-girly-pink stuff, and have never been too interested in Sanrio, but I was tempted to keep these! I think the small size is what won me over.
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| It's like death by a thousand stupids |
[Dec. 17th, 2009|12:24 pm] |
So I'm taking a seminar on the urban history of Beijing. It's an all-around awesome class except for the fact that it has a That Guy. In this case, That Guy is a 50s-ish technical/business specialist of some kind who has apparently spent some time in China in the past. So far he's informed the group that:
- If you give a Chinese person money, they will never give it back. Ever. Once they've got a hold of your cash, you've seen the last of it. (This was in reference to taxi/rickshaw drivers. I'm pretty sure it's normal for people to keep money you give them in exchange for a service, dude.)
- Medieval Beijing didn't have a waste disposal system. (Actually it did, as our professor pointed out.)
- Chinese construction workers don't know how read three-dimensional blueprints.
- Chinese people don't know how to use files. His business partner only learned proper filing by visiting Germany.
- The streets of Beijing are so narrow that it's "inhuman" and living there is unbearable.
He also brought his thesis to class to pass around and when one of the Chinese students in class paged through it, he condescendingly asked her if she could read it. She said yes and her husband (also in the group) added that both of them studied business economics and heavy machinery in college, therefore they understand the material and can read blueprints of any kind just fine. That Guy then asked the woman if "she can put up shelves better than her husband," I don't know, I guess because women can't read blueprints or put up shelves? I AM SO FED UP WITH THAT GUY AAAAHHHH. I was fidgeting in my seat the whole time and I must've been bitchfacing like Sam Winchester. The Chinese couple remained amazingly composed.
In happier recent events, my grandma sent me a package with tortillas and salsa and black beans! I've had actual burrito for dinner two nights in a row! Christ I think I miss burritos more than my family sometimes. Words cannot describe my joy. Ah, it's wonderful to be alive and young and in possession of burritos... |
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