– Got a part time job at a pretty cool place

– Gonna have to work my behind off to help get Halloween ready for moi and for the bebes

– Screamin’ Halloween mix including Marilyn Manson, Kerli, Ghostbusters, Cobra Starship, Britney Spears, Tom Waits, Jonathan Coulton, Black Keys, Frank Sinatra, and a cross-dressing Chiwetel Ejiofor.

Source: DVD Town

– Crafts Materials: Exacto blades, pumpkins, gold spray paint, spools of thread, aluminum foil, old newspapers, glue, paper.

– Craziness and crazy busy-ness ensue.


Healthy Schmealthy

Yesterday’s surprise birthday party went off without a hitch! It was kind of awesome.

He was totally befuddled the entire time, and when we ended up back at his place for the birthday party, we all had tons of fun just hanging around and playing games and eating food. We had mondo amounts of food, met some new people, and got to know some old friends better. Kudos to my co-conspirators, really. They totally pulled this shit together. Also, must learn to moderate the amount of times I use the word “awesome.” Mayhaps, time to move onto some other lingo or catchphrase?  Please complete that following phrase: “That is ___________.”  Bananaramas? Yowzers? Oy gevalt? Assa(Korean style!)?

It’s too bad that one of my favorite words ever, “lackadaisical,” hasn’t got a more positive connotation or a broader scope of meaning.

I should just give up my conversational crutches altogether. I believe I’ll try the novel idea of actually thinking about what I’d like to say before I utter any words.

So I’ve been having an entirely gross week with snot and cold sores and stupid uterus monthly special and such. My entire body is just so out of wack that I feel like the only thing I can do is eat healthily and start exercising and become an actually well-rounded human being instead of just sitting in front of a computer all day.  Of course, that involves that pesky little step of actually getting up and moving my limbs around.

Y’know what? I’m gonna go check out my brother’s friend’s bike right now and see if I can’t fix it up to ride around. Today seems like a biking around kind of day.

Swapbot Big Fat Envelope #5 package arrived yesterday!!!! Magical green envelope full of lovely goodness in the most random sort of way. I am certianly quite ready for any Halloween butterfly-related emergencies that might be coming my way. What a delightfully odd dichotomy of items to send. Thanks to my swapbotter, RaineyDay!

Now, time to finish off my package and send it off. Also, Julie’s birthday care package. 😀

Lowkey in the City

Well, more like the suburbs. Got picked up by Iris and went to Bethesda to hang out with Shane. He needed a helmet for his bicycle, so we wandered behind the Giant to find some cute little stores, amongst them Griffin Cycles.

As part of our tour, I finally went into the Montgomery Women’s Co-op building off Wisconsin. I’ve only been passing by that place my entire life. It was a nicely packed, smaller version of Eastern Market.  The wares on display outdoors were magnificent. I was sorely tempted by a great deal of jewelry and haberdashery but managed to heroically refrain by dint of having brought no spending money.  It worked out quite nicely.

Afterwards, we had a light lunch at his place of caprese (with tomatoes we picked up at the farmer’s market), steak, and brussel sprouts. The two also endeavored to explain to me why it was alright to chomp into a tomato as though it were an apple but the same could not be said for onions, beets, or garlic cloves. It took way too long to get through my befuddled head, but the more experienced vegetable consumers prevailed in the end.

Shane shoo-ed us out eventually so he could go meet some kids at Great Falls, and I rode the 46 bus back to Rockville from the NIH stop. I stopped by the library to pick up some books, and as a nod to my truly, desolately unfulfilled Reading Challenge, I’ve picked up a book that could potentially be considered for the position of first book to fulfill the Europe challenge. It’s “The Russian Dreambook of Color + Flight” by Gina Ochsner.  A novel set in Russia, by an Oregon author.

I’ve been doing my best to find books written by authors of the same continents in which they are set. And I’m very aware that this challenge is the perfect opportunity to remedy the hysterically inappropriate gaps in my literary education. But, for some reason, I’ve fixated on the idea of introducing myself to modern fiction (most particularly international scifi and fantasy). I took down a couple of author’s names while in Italy, so we’ll see if that search comes to fruition anytime soon.

Oh, man. What I wouldn’t give for a trip back to Daedelus books over in Belvedere Square. I’m missing their insane prices something fierce. Oh, and their impeccable taste, of course. I’m sure I only feel this way about Baltimore because it was the first city I was allowed to love and discover, but Baltimore truly is a unique bastion for us kids on the fringe, with the slightly off and quirky and weird about us. It’s truly lovely.

Anyways, ended the afternoon back home, making a truly awful brown sugar and ale glazed salmon that I’ll need to pan fry with some onions and squash later to reduce the sauce and make it more palatable. But that’s for tomorrow. In the continuing saga of unemployed, homebody me. 😀

Reading is Fun, y’all

In order to make moves towards realistically finishing my reading challenge, I just joined Good Reads, a huge online community for people who also think reading is fun. Yay. Time to hoard virtual books online, read actual books in real life, then feel accomplished in real life and online. 🙂

I’m sort of split on whether I want to search out the books I should read ahead of time, or just kind of let them come to me. I think, at this point, it would make more sense to plan them out. Especially since I’ll have to make some extra effort to find books that weren’t originally written/published in America. I just hope I’ll manage to find some genre fic in there somewhere.  Different states, too. This’ll be interesting.

Also, I’ve got Julie’s list of recommendations pinned to my board, and I’d like to take a stab at those. Let her know how I’m coming along if I get the chance to visit her in Boston.

Silver Spring and Silver Linings

Phil gave me a ride to the metro on his way to Dave & Busters to root for the Redskins. As though they might win against the Ravens. I’m really not a sports fan but, god, I remember the days when Washington sports were something to be proud of. And it’d be nice to have a team name that isn’t so fucking racist.  I think I’d have some objections if the local team ( no matter how good or steeped in local history) were called Slantyeyes or Yellowskins or Chinks.

Made my way to Silver Spring and helped Nazia pack up bits of her apartment while hanging out with the Chipmunk. Eventually we ventured out for some krazy glue and eats. Ended up in Dama Cafe, that new Ethiopian place right across from Zia’s (soon to be old) apartment. Chris had some beef tips while Zia and I shared some spicy tib wat w/ a whole bunch of injera. Our waitress was adorably attentive and giggly. She laughed a bit at our pronunciation and the fact that we were ordering something potentially mouth-burning but of all people, I think Zia and I could handle our spice.

Dama Cafe 1

Both the beef tips and the beef stew went swimmingly with the injera bread, and the cottage cheese and side salad didn’t hurt. The food wasn’t spectacular by any means but it was good and filling and I wouldn’t mind going back there to check out the rest of the menu.

Dama Cafe 2

Future Plans: Chris’ birthday, Restaurant Week Dinner with Emily, Baltimore bonanaza with Anica, Iris, and Jane

To Do: Fill out application for non-profit (craigslist), send resignation to L, respond to EJ, email FinAid and AcAd.

Song of the day: Kevin Rudolf – Let it Rock

Show of the day: Being Human, Warehouse 12 (Claudia and sexy Joe Flanigan, yesssss)

Oh, weekend!

The weekend is no longer the pristine marker of fun and games that it used to be in my childhood but it does serve as a bit of breathing space from my own idiocy and inability to maintain any kind of deadline or schedule. So the college student weekend ( at least my version of it) is actually pretty sad, especially since I don’t drink.

That’s right, peoples. I don’t drink. As in, any fluids, ever. Yep. I get by on weekly doses of Jensen Ackles, Lee Pace, and Damian Lewis, instead.

My top priorities right now are sleep and catching up on my schoolwork. In that order. Plus, getting over this really frakking annoying cough.

Once I get caught up, though, it’s fun, friends, and family times. Plans for this weekend include going to check out Chris and Iris’ new place and going to Cirque du Soleil’s Kooza and watch all the pretty bendy people over at National Harbor with the ‘rents (sigh, I guess we’ll let the president of UMCP’s chapter of SigChi come, too).

If I thought I had enough brain consciousness to tide me over, I’d want to watch Quantum of Solace. Not that you really need a working brain to watch a Bond film (boom, boom, va va voom, anyone?).

Current desert island music: Bear Mcreary, acoustic Ingram Hill

Discovered: Brodsky Quartet, The Salteens, Black Lips, Kristin Hersh

Apprehensive about: Writing an actual story, NaNoWriMo, reading Phil K. Dick, APO elections, spring courses, homework

Watching: Life, Pushing Daisies, Office, Big Bang Theory, Daily Show, 30 Rock, Crusoe, Sarah Connor Chronicles, Supernatural

Reading: Sailing to Sarantium by Guy Gavriel Kay, Philip K. Dick, Oscar Wilde, Tanith Lee

Soon off to: Home, blissful land of food less than two weeks old and clean laundry

Weight: 129 lb

edit: I lied. I never actually viewed the weekends as a golden, glorious opportunity to have fun. Actually, I think I ended up going to extra math classes most weekends.

Man, my life was really frakking Asian.