Les Noces
I got Brad and Cassia's wedding announcement in the mail the other day, and word on the street is that Liz's is coming soon. I still can't believe that two of my best friends are actually tying the knot, but I am so excited for them. Also, Liz and Cassia are totally not the kind of girls who try to make other girls feel bad because they're not yet married at the ripe old age of 22.
There are quite a few girls in my English program who are married-- definitely over a third. And while this is totally cool, some of them are very intimidating about it. For example, they blatantly scope out your ring finger to see if you're hitched, and sometimes act cold towards you if you're not. Maybe it's all in my head. I am thinking about wearing gloves to class from now on, though. Another girl, whose ring is easily the size of a small child's head, suggested that she got a good grade on our first paper because her "fiance proofread it." Maybe her fiance is a professional editor, but maybe she also got a good grade because of her content and ideas, you know what I'm saying? The East Coast is weird, people.
Ok, now on to other things!
Any time Pheidippides makes the news, you know I'm on it:
http://sports.espn.go.com/oly/trackandfield/news/story?id=2608283
In middle school some girls in GATE called me Pheidippides (yes, we were dorks) and since then he's had a special place in my heart. But this race is the kind of thing that makes me never want to run again. Also, the Livejournal spellchecker is suggesting "seedpods" instead of "Pheidippides." Now that's good technology!
Something I haven't had a lot of time to do lately is knit. I would like to do this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZjMWLqJvM
I don't really understand the ending and wiggling your needles around like that will not actually produce anything, but that's the speed at which Mrs. Frohlich knits, and hence my aspiration.
And then there's this new show on CBS, entitled "Jericho."
http://www.cbs.com/primetime/upfront_2006/jericho.shtml
It's about the USA getting nuked and some town in Kansas trying to survive. I watched it with Andrew last night, and it didn't really speak to me at all until the final scene, where the gritty out-of-town cop discovers the cities around the nation that have been nuked and starts mapping them out with red pushpins. He does Denver (yawn), Atlanta (hope Luda is ok), Chicago (somebody had to put an end to the Cubs' season), etc. As he does it the camera zooms in on the city on the map and you can see the surrounding towns. So he does Philly (oh no, Jenn!) and then zooms over to the West Coast and I'm sure that LA is going down. But he keeps moving South and zooms in on San Diego and then RIGHT THERE where he sticks the pin you can see POWAY!!! Poway, CA getting nuked on nat'l television. From my reaction you would have thought that it was REAL. Yikes!!! There should be some sort of law against nuking Poway on tv.
And finally, what ISN'T on tv today is the Cal game, making this the first one of the season I won't be able to see. I am so sad! But I am sure that they will handle the Beavers with grace and aplomb. Thanks to all those holding down the fort in Berkeley for the home games.
Now, back to work. But first:
p.s. I have my very own box in the English department, just like a professor. Life is good.
There are quite a few girls in my English program who are married-- definitely over a third. And while this is totally cool, some of them are very intimidating about it. For example, they blatantly scope out your ring finger to see if you're hitched, and sometimes act cold towards you if you're not. Maybe it's all in my head. I am thinking about wearing gloves to class from now on, though. Another girl, whose ring is easily the size of a small child's head, suggested that she got a good grade on our first paper because her "fiance proofread it." Maybe her fiance is a professional editor, but maybe she also got a good grade because of her content and ideas, you know what I'm saying? The East Coast is weird, people.
Ok, now on to other things!
Any time Pheidippides makes the news, you know I'm on it:
http://sports.espn.go.com/oly/trackandfield/news/story?id=2608283
In middle school some girls in GATE called me Pheidippides (yes, we were dorks) and since then he's had a special place in my heart. But this race is the kind of thing that makes me never want to run again. Also, the Livejournal spellchecker is suggesting "seedpods" instead of "Pheidippides." Now that's good technology!
Something I haven't had a lot of time to do lately is knit. I would like to do this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6ZjMWLqJvM
I don't really understand the ending and wiggling your needles around like that will not actually produce anything, but that's the speed at which Mrs. Frohlich knits, and hence my aspiration.
And then there's this new show on CBS, entitled "Jericho."
http://www.cbs.com/primetime/upfront_2006/jericho.shtml
It's about the USA getting nuked and some town in Kansas trying to survive. I watched it with Andrew last night, and it didn't really speak to me at all until the final scene, where the gritty out-of-town cop discovers the cities around the nation that have been nuked and starts mapping them out with red pushpins. He does Denver (yawn), Atlanta (hope Luda is ok), Chicago (somebody had to put an end to the Cubs' season), etc. As he does it the camera zooms in on the city on the map and you can see the surrounding towns. So he does Philly (oh no, Jenn!) and then zooms over to the West Coast and I'm sure that LA is going down. But he keeps moving South and zooms in on San Diego and then RIGHT THERE where he sticks the pin you can see POWAY!!! Poway, CA getting nuked on nat'l television. From my reaction you would have thought that it was REAL. Yikes!!! There should be some sort of law against nuking Poway on tv.
And finally, what ISN'T on tv today is the Cal game, making this the first one of the season I won't be able to see. I am so sad! But I am sure that they will handle the Beavers with grace and aplomb. Thanks to all those holding down the fort in Berkeley for the home games.
Now, back to work. But first:
p.s. I have my very own box in the English department, just like a professor. Life is good.