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Tuesday, November 18th, 2008
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7:22 pm
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Reason I will always love the Gilmore Girls #3,572:
Emily's face when Lorelei says they can talk over Friday night dinner in the series finale.
I'm still pissed over (a) Luke breaking up with Lorelei (and the whole treatment of the sudden appearance of a daughter situation) (b) Lorelei's treatment of Christopher and (c) Rory dumping Logan
Nonetheless, I love that show.
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| Saturday, November 15th, 2008
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7:03 pm
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More on Grad School:
Have filled out the pick-the-correct-box part of the application, and done the first two short answer questions. Have lined up my references. Three more short answers, the personal essay, and the question of whether or not to provide "additional remarks". Also, must requisition transcript from Swarthmore. Also, must fill in info on my PA certification, which requires digging out my certificate (it's in my portfolio, but I don't remember exactly where I stashed that once I got a job. It's in one of three places, I just need to go look.)
Then, mail it all in, and cross my fingers!
ETA: finished short answers
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| Thursday, November 13th, 2008
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1:43 pm
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You guys, on Tuesday I went to an open house for prospective applicants to Bank Street.
I am enthralled.
I have already worked out a spreadsheet of the courses I'd need to take, and broken it down by semester, on the hopes of getting accepted.
I e-mailed some people who were listed as job references, asking them if they would write me sealed recommendations to grad school, and am starting the app. process. The priority deadline for the summer session is March 1, but there are rolling admissions, so I want to go ahead and get in there while the going is good.
I think if I really push insanely hard I can do my master's in 2 years; if I go at a more sane pace it will be 2 1/2-3. (I'm looking for a dual degree in Early Childhood General and Special Education. This takes longer.)
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5:36 am
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My hands, that long to curl,
bend the other way,
force my fingers straight.
My teeth, jaw, ache
and my tongue pulls back
so quickly
from my now-closed lips.
My body flops
of its own accord
into a nearby chair
and I long, I yearn, I overflow
with the checked desire
to scream.
An hour later he smiles,
gap-toothed,
joy-filled,
brimmed to the top of his head.
So pure, so sweet,
and I must smile back.
Perhaps the one
makes the other dearer.
I know only that
he is infectious
and I could never keep from scratching
an irritating itch--
nor from accepting the invitation
of a steam-filled tub,
so deep with soothing
at the end of day.
11/11/08
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| Tuesday, November 11th, 2008
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6:48 am - wish me luck today...
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We have a lice epidemic at my school. Everyone in the entire school, faculty and students, lower school through upper, is getting their heads checked today. I want two things:
(1) Half my class turns out to have lice and gets sent home at 10:30; easy day for me!
(2) Failing that, I turn out to have lice and get sent home at 10:30; run some laundry, wash my hair with special shampoo, have the day off tomorrow so I can COME BACK WITH A NOTE on Thursday. Free day off!
Failing both of those, let the kids have a good day today? You know which ones, universe. You know.
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| Monday, November 10th, 2008
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8:09 pm - omgomgomg
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Okay, so, like, 3 people on my friendslist will get this, but, today? on TNT? there was a preview of A NEW LIBRARIAN! Something about Quest for a Chalice.
So they're clearly taking the Indiana Jones rip-off thing a step further....
but, dude! LIBRARIAN!!!!
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| Saturday, November 8th, 2008
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10:19 pm
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| Thursday, November 6th, 2008
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1:03 pm
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Is there any joy
like the soft rustle
of pages turning in a
book-filled, student-heavy
classroom?
Perhaps the scritch
scratch
scritch
a pencil makes,
pouring ideas from teeming brain
to empty paper.
Perhaps a voice lifted in elation,
pants polishing a slide,
the crunch of leaves
and snow.
Perhaps a smile, a handshake,
a happy good morning.
Perhaps a wave good-bye,
and the expectation of a
new day tomorrow.
11/6/08
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12:59 pm - Early Morning on the Staten Island Ferry
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Statues surround me,
grey, black, brown
in the crisp air of
morning by the sea.
Pinpricks wink on -- or off,
as some party grinds to a
weekday, up-too-late halt
in a New York minutes,
There is no one on the
water but the Coast
Guard, the ferry and
a lone gull circling
once,
twice,
then finding rest among the
pigeons that line
our upper deck.
We glide through the water,
the Coast Guard and I,
and the sun peeks over
my shoulder
as I weary my way to work.
11/3/08
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| Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
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5:55 pm
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Went to dinner last night with friends A and K from PA. (ooh, that rhymes!) They came up to NYC in time for a nice lunch at Chanterelle, in the village, but that was just our warm up. After a few hours of hanging out with my wii (I introduced them to World of Goo, which is AWESOME) we made our way to the upper east side to Daniel. We got the six course tasting menu, plus an extra dessert each. It was fantastic. Expensive, but FANTASTIC. The short rib made me cry, it was so good. A and K don't read my LJ, but thank you again anyway! I loved the excuse to splurge on a totally delicious meal. I will be doing my own cooking for a long time to make up for it (especially in this economy) but it was totally worth it. I'm still in heaven remembering. =)
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| Monday, October 20th, 2008
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5:54 am
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So I ended up making a metric buttload of butternut squash soup (note: metric buttload is a technical term, one order of magnitude smaller than a metric fuckton), and also No Pudge brownies, which are, as advertised, exceedingly fudgelike.
--I'm sorry, I have to interrupt my own posting to be made at American English, because advertised looks better spelled with a z. It does! It's a 'z' sound, people! I'm not about to go adding random 'u's into things, or anything, but come on. Totally voiced, here, folks!--
I'm not always a fan of fudgelike brownies, because if I wanted fudge I'd, you know, make fudge. (Thanks to Drew's awesome recipe of easiness and muchos calories, or to WW for a lightened up version that involves less ease.) Still, I tasted the bits that wouldn't come off the knife when I tried to cut the brownies, and they were, in fact, yummy. The butternut squash soup was also totally a beautiful thing. I roasted butternut squash (and, because TJs was JAMMED LIKE THERE'S NO TOMORROW FOR HIPPIES!!! THE WARHAWKS WON!!! STOCK YOUR BUNKERS WITH ORGANIC CANNED VEGETABLES AND BOTTLES OF ECO-FRIENDLY SAVE THE POOR CHILDREN WATER, also some acorn squash and yams) and garlic, and then simmered them for 10 minutes in chicken broth before using my brand new immersion blender (note to self: AWESOME). I added some fat-free half and half (yes, it does exist. no, I don't know how that is possible without the ketchup and the anti-ketchup exploding the universe), a entire onion's worth of chopped, browned onions (just slightly verging on caramelized), and a pinch of spanish saffron sauteed for 30 seconds beforehand. I let it simmer again for a bit, then dove in and had a bowlful, and, if I do say so myself, deliciousness ensued!
Next time I may have to make a bigger vat, though I'm not sure how much my poor freezer can take. Also, half of this vat was promised to friends and relashuns.
I've moved past being upset with my family to being disappointed, and also to occasionally being really angry when I argue with them in my head. Have you ever had a dream fight, and woken up REALLY PISSED OFF at the person who wasn't actually fighting with you in real life? Like that, only awake, and with the added incentive of them having actually provoked me just a wee bit in reality.
But today for lunch, instead of relying on the wasteland that is our school cafeteria, I shall have a cup of butternut squash soup, a turkey sandwich, a cup of weight watchers vanilla yogurt (ohmygodsoyummy) and a cup of grapes. And possibly a square of brownie fudge for dessert. (120 calories, no fat!)
So really? I win.
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| Sunday, October 19th, 2008
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2:33 pm
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Why is it that when there are family events centered around me, I always end up having to compromise what I want to make other people happy, but when there are family events centered around my brothers I'm looked at as being bratty/childish if I ask them to change anything?
(Case in point: My birthday is on Thursday. We planned weeks ago to go to a favorite restaurant on Sunday. My dad called me last weekend and asked if we could move it to 2 weeks later, I said sure, even though whenever we've done that in the past it has then ceased to be about my birthday and simply become a family outing. Meanwhile, my older brother got home two days ago from 6 weeks of backpacking around Asia and Africa. He wanted to go out with the family tonight, and suggested a restaurant everyone in the family knows I have NEVER liked. Not once since I can remember, and we used to go there or order from them regularly throughout my childhood. His response when I asked if there was any place else in the city? "It's just a regular Italian place." fine, okay, I'm fine with Italian, though it's hard to find weight watchers friendly Italian food. But if all he wants is good Italian, why does it have to be from the ONE restaurant in the ENTIRE CITY that he knows I've hated since I was able to decide what to eat? And why, when I try to talk to my dad about it, is the response, "This is about [older brother]" coupled with disappointment that I then say I'll see them another time, since I just saw older brother last night anyway? And why am I crying, when this is no different than it's been my entire life?)
Why do I ever expect things to change?
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11:19 am - My Dragons Hatched!
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| Tuesday, October 14th, 2008
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7:09 pm - Things Learned on the Subway Today
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Remy Martin is apparently the champagne of lesbian bondage.
Spicy Cinnamon Dentyne is the gum of orgies.
(Incidentally, who kisses with gum in their mouth? Ewwwwwwwww...)
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| Monday, October 13th, 2008
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12:49 pm - You're all fired
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How come no one on the flist told me how AWESOME Primeval is?
Totally hot guys, an inscrutable, brilliant lead character with angst and woe, an adorable girl named ABBY, dinosaurs, accents... it's got everything! What more could a girl with Columbus Day off from work ask for?
And BBCAmerica on Demand doesn't have the first 6 episodes on anymore! *pout*
I hates you all.
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| Sunday, October 12th, 2008
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12:02 am - Marry, Shag, or Throw Off a Cliff
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| Saturday, October 11th, 2008
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8:27 pm
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6:47 pm - Help me out, yo!
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6:24 pm - Question Time!
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What's your most egregious 80s memory?
Mine is wearing black leggings, a giany poofy Minnie-Mouse sweatshirt, and my hair in a ponytail all the way over on the right side of my head...
Man, am I glad I have no photographic evidence...
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6:21 pm
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You know what never gets old?
I Love the 80s.
(Actually, I'm watching I Love the 80s 3D, but it holds true, nonetheless. Because man, the 80s.)
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| Saturday, October 4th, 2008
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12:11 pm - Torchwood theory
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Maybe the tarot card girl is Faith? As in, the first time Death walked the streets of Cardiff, back when it St. James, or whatever the town was called?
(dude, and all that time Death was walking, Jack was lying in a cold grave dying over and over and over again. Torchwood can really be over the top with the depressing sometimes.)
(dude, dude, I need a torchwood/doctor who icon or two.)
(dude, dude, dude, apparently I've decided dude means p.s.)
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| Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008
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6:10 pm
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You know you're over-medicated, over-exhausted, and just plain worn down by sickness when you start sobbing because you can't find a restaurant that will specifically deliver chicken soup with rice (not matzoh ball soup, not chicken noodle soup, but chicken soup with rice), and then you start sobbing because you can't sob because it hurts your chest too much.
On the plus side, my trusty chinese place came to my rescue, and I can even order a reserve pint of wonton in case I want to switch things up tomorrow.
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9:59 am - Fringe
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I haven't quite decided if I like Fringe or not yet. I know I'm not into the pseudo-arty way they show you where you are, geographically, when they change scenes. On the other hand, I'm totally into seeing Pacey all grown up and fighting crime!
Anyone else watching Fringe?
Anyone know when Lost starts up again?
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8:59 am - Thoughts on Lehman...
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So obviously I'm biased and all, but why is it that the one company the government decided NOT to bail out is the Jewish firm?
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| Monday, September 22nd, 2008
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11:59 am - 3 for 3
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3 Years teaching elementary school.
3 Years of coming down with asthmatic bronchitis.
At some point I'm supposed to get a super immune system out of all of this, no?
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