Two or three weeks ago I played with Emma and James for the last time and started a new job as a temp at my dad's company (a radio manufacturer).  In exciting news, it's in my field - redesigning some of their software to accommodate a new feature that's been added to one of the radios - and pays 4-5 times as much as babysitting did.  Unfortunately ( Read more... )

I watched The Inn of the Sixth Happiness with my grandparents last night.  As the credits started and my grandmother saw who was in the film, she said "Oh!  Ingrid Bergman!  I knit a dress for her once."

"Er ... what?  You mean the Ingrid Bergman?"  I asked.

"Oh, yes, back when I was working at a sweater shop just outside Hollywood.  I also knit ( Read more... )

Today at Summer Bible Camp we learned that if God brought back the dinosaurs we'd all get squashed by plant-eaters ( Read more... )

I just watched the final episode of Stargate and almost cried at the credits.  Ten years on the air, and now there's no more.

This would not, of course, be hitting me quite as hard if it weren't airing so soon after Commencement.  For the most part, I've maintained a persistent state of denial about graduating, aided by a trip to Ann Arbor that kept ( Read more... )

Today I spent four hours hitting boiled mulberry bark with a mallet while singing show tunes and watching the snow fall onto the Lyman Lakes out of the print studio window ( Read more... )

The plane lurched and dropped before righting itself again. A few passengers giggled nervously. The man in front of me patted his son’s hand. “It’s just like a theme park, isn’t it?” he said unconvincingly. I gripped the arms of my seat, bracing myself against the continuous bumping and the moments of free fall, and thought about how much I’ve ( Read more... )

"For a thousand years I wielded the power of the wish. I brought ruin upon the heads of unfaithful men, I offered destruction and chaos for the pleasure of the lower beings. I was feared and worshiped across the globe and now I am stuck at Sunnydale High! A mortal! A child! And I am flunking math."

- Anya, Buffy

I keep forgetting to tell people, so I'll be all pathetic and announce it on lj: My English comps proposal was accepted! (The English department, unlike many other departments, does summarily refuse to let you do the comps essay if they don't like your proposal, so I was worried. Not that it would be that bad to do the exam comps, but . . . now I ( Read more... )

Turned in: two copies of one comps proposal.

Terrible thought while turning in: what if {name omitted of scary English prof who inspired recurring nightmares for six months} is the one who reads and evaluates it ( Read more... )

Some parents ask about school when you call them. Mine say "Oh, good, I'm glad you called. Now we can tell you how to vote."

Of course, I am a responsible citizen, and my response to that was not "Wait a minute, let me grab a pencil and my ballot."  No, really, it wasn't.

It was, "What? I thought the election was in November."  Then I grabbed ( Read more... )