14 4 / 2012
Graphic: Follow the Titanic down to the bottom of the ocean
The following represents the best estimations science and history can currently make as to what happened in the moments immediately before and after the Titanic disappeared beneath the surface.
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11 4 / 2012
My stomach hurts SO MUCH from a lethal combination of skipping lunch + suppressed gas (CAN’T FART IN FRONT OF THE BOSS LADY) but I’m also too hungry to not scarf down my stewed beef and curried potato takeout. Finally getting some food in me is at once SO SATISFYING and also a lot like getting punched in the gut at the same time. Awesome.
10 4 / 2012
Going to Game 2 of the BoSox series tonight. It would be nice to see a little more of this and a LOT less of that Santos, please and thanks.
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Drunk frat boys aren’t limited to the 500 section, so the whole one-beer limit was ineffective. From what I could tell, that section remained pretty civil. And guess where all hell broke loose instead? The so-called 100 level ‘plum seats’! Where you could buy all the overpriced beer you want! You already splurged on tickets, so what’s another $12, right? You’re just going to whip that cup full of beer right into the stands, anyway! Including right where I was sitting. I didn’t think I’d be happy about being demoted down to the 500 level for tonight’s game but up here, people are too cheap to get drunk.
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29 3 / 2012
Lessons.
I resigned myself to spending upwards of $400 on a PC laptop this weekend so that I could take on some design projects using a program that only runs on Windows…or so I thought.
Sometimes all you have to do is read the instruction manual: The installer will automatically run on Windows. On Macintosh, you must double-click the Install Icon.
Boom.
I bought this design software back in 2006 when I was a student at a conference in Maryland. It set me back at least $500 at the time and just saved me $400 and another piece of obsolete technology.
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These last couple of weeks I’ve been on the hunt for a new ‘stainless steel’ dishrack. I use the term loosely since it appears to mean stainless up to 6 months before finding new purpose as a breeding ground for tetanus. I’ve searched high and low and lamented to anyone who would listen about my futile search. Until C casually mentioned she had a spare dishrack lying around she doesn’t use thanks to the advent of the dishwashing machine and do I want to swing by and pick it up? It’s not stainless but it’s also not moldy OR rusty and will buy me a few more weeks (or months) in my search.
Sometimes all you have to do is say what you need out loud and the Universe - or a good friend - will put out (but not in that way).
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Cadbury Mini Eggs are the devil. Just because they’re available year-round doesn’t mean I don’t want them more at Easter time.
Sometimes all you have to do is eat like, a dozen or more in one sitting to get it out of your system and move on.
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This last one isn’t a lesson as much as it is an appreciation for the easy shorthand I’ve ever shared with 2, maaaybe 3 people in life if I think hard and far enough. (I currently have just one person in mind as I type this.) We’ve grown close, then apart, and had a whole ocean and 5 years put between us. This April marks one year since her return and our reunion back then was like no time had passed, just like they say. It sounds lazy but I prefer effortless. I’m reflecting on this now because of the distinct possibility that she’ll take off again this fall. And who knows how long this next phase of our friendship will be but as the years ebb and flow, I realize she’s become more like a sister to me.
20 2 / 2012
Monday Check-in
Obsessing Over: Scramble with Friends. Jeremy Lin. (Obvs.)
Working On: My form. M had me doing dead lifts, presses and squats in the basement. Everything hurts.
Thinking About: The rest of the week.
Anticipating: The bison chuck roast we’ll be making in a few hours. It cost $30 so let’s not mess this up.
Listening To: M’s yoga-induced grunting/breathing. Chopping sounds from the kitchen.
Drinking: [glancing over at my empty Starbucks cup] Hmmm… It just might be tea time.
Wishing: That every day was Family Day.
