see meaghan's blog for a great account of the birthday cake adventure.

it has been brought to my attention that i have never posted about the wonder that is josh lyman. so i must recommend to all that take a closer look at the man behind the bartlet white house's deputy chief of staff. if you're looking for a good starting point, i highly recommend "the crackpots and these women". it's a very good episode and a very good look at josh. all obsessiveness aside, it's a great show as well. ;)

wow, it's been a busy week, the highlight of which was...

MY BIRTHDAY

it was possibly the best birthday ever. i have now entered the 3rd decade, the land of the 20's. it feels good

i had to wake up absurdly early on tuesday (and by early, i mean 9 am) to finish a philosophy paper on plato. my roommates also woke up early so they could give me my presents...gummy butts (you eat them like gummy bears!) and (wait for it...) a vibrator. yep, my roommates are hilarious :)

i had two classes on my birthday, not too bad really. and after they were over i just relaxed and read the economist. no work for me. it was so blissful.

have you noticed just how much a package can brighten up your day? my parents sent me some spectacular audrey-related gifts and two black pens. they know me so well.

i unfortunatley had to go to work, but even that wasn't too bad. i was able to use my brilliant spanish speaking abilities to get a puerta rican woman to pledge money to georgetown. ah the life of a phone whore-- i mean telemarketer.

and after work came the deal breaker...a cake! but not just any cake, an exact replica of the one that was stolen from me! the only difference was that this one was a yellow cake with chocolate icing (because i prefer yellow to chocolate, even though meaghan and tim, the master chefs, would disagree) and the top was decorated with the useful message: DON'T STEAL ME. perfect. the whole evening ended with video games.

and the birthday didn't even end there. the next night, i got to watch some classic west wing with paul, joe, and sam as a little after birthday treat. seriously, could my birthday have gone any better this year? (yes, i'm channeling chandler...)

thanks to everyone for making it so amazing, and here's to a great year! (raises imaginary glass) :)

themccaitlin: i think the best part of birthdays is getting in touch with all your friends. so many people that i haven't talked to in a while have im-ed/e-mailed me... it reminds you of the people who are important to you, and also makes you feel like you're important to other people :)
themccaitlin: sorry, moment of cheesiness
cloud9847: i totally agree about birthdays!
cloud9847: as jess told me on mine.. it's such a "gee, i have friends" moment

jess is totally right. the great part about birthdays in college is remembering your friends from home and realizing that there are people who care about you here. even after freshman year. thanks everyone! :)

not only is the idea of a proposed constitutional amendment banning gay marriage disgusting, but the fact that there are enough closed-minded, ignorant fools in this country for bush's backing of such an amendment to "bolster his support among conservatives" is troublingly indicative of the sorry state of our nation.

working on my four page philosophy paper (due tomorrow), i told my roommate, "i have half a page!" lauren responded, "great job! at 6:45? that's early for you!!"

and she was totally serious. 0.5 down, 3.5 to go. go me :)

i just realized after the previous post that having a quote-of-the-day section means that embarassing quotes from friends will be removed after a day. such quotes will need to be retired into a post so they can live on forevery :-D. on that note, here i post...

"i can't do anything in the kitchen! i can't do anything at all! i can't even throw things out! [pause] i never would have done that with office supplies!" -meaghan, after tossing her plate towards the trash can, causing everything on it to fly into the air

since i can't think of one quote above all that i want to use for the "description" section of my blog (upper right-hand corner), i've decided to put a new one up each day, some famous, others from friends. a sort of "quote-of-the-day" section, if you will.

and what better way to start it than with one mocking a friend...

some jokes told by kerra. because she's "so witty". (two are dirty, so if you are certain people with a weak stomach for jokes, either refrain or deal :-p)


What did the elephant say to the naked man?
It's cute, but how do you breathe through it?

There was once a snail who always dreamt of becoming a race-car driver. One day he learned that his uncle had died and left him a large amount of money! Now his dream could be realized! He bought himself a race car, souped it up, and then painted large red letter S's all over it. When he was at his first race, a friend of his asked why he had painted his car that way. "Simple," the snail replied. "When people see me and my race car go zooming down the track, I want them all to exclaim, 'Look at that S-car go!'"

So a chicken and an egg are lying in bed and the chicken is smoking a cigarette and looking very pleased while the egg looks very disgruntled and pissed off.  The chicken turns to the egg and says, "Well, I guess that answers THAT question!"


haha, thanks ash, and i hope the rest of you enjoyed!

recent events have called for a post regarding dorm door artwork. meaghan and i noticed tonight that her new york yankees logo was taken off of her door in mccarthy (a moderately better dorm than mine, i will admit). now seriously, i have as much of a dark spot in my heart for the yankees as anyone, but come on, let's not be obnoxious. the same thing happened to my roommate's "don't mess with texas" sticker on our door last year. do i think texas should be messed with? sure! (sorry meghan and amy.) and joe made an awesome picture for his and paul's room, which was torn down by some drunken buffoon. really, folks, there's no need. dorm doors should be like a free speech posting zone for the inhabitant of said room. it's not necessary to agree, let's just have a little respect.

at the suggestion of a few friends, i've made a slight moderation to my blog title. thanks guys :)

realization of the day: i don't think i really like the idea of having a realization of the day anymore :-p

oh, that, and i really need to stop ignoring my work and start sleeping more . . . i'll get on that

another weird answering machine reached at my job of calling people for the university and begging for money . . .

"the batter steps up to the plate. he swings . . . it's outta here! he runs to first, to second, to third. he runs home. home! we're not home! leave a message and we'll call you back."

why does paul get all the funny ones!? the best i get is a cute kid saying "leave a message."

i've decided to try out a new title for a while and see how i like it. i wanted to post the poem from whence it came, but unable to find a pleasing translation of poem XII from neruda's cien sonetos de amor, i employed my trusty dictionary and gathered from several different versions. hopefully my weak translating abilities won't spoil an otherwise great piece.


Woman filled, carnal apple, burning moon,
thick smell of seaweed, pounded mud and light,
what dark clarity opens between your pillars?
what ancient night does man touch with his senses?

Ay, love is a journey through water and stars,
through drowning air and sudden tempests of flour:
love is a battle of lightening
and two bodies, by a single honey, defeated.

Kiss by kiss I travel your tiny infinity,
your borders, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and the genital spark, transformed into delight,

runs through the narrow paths of blood
until precipitating like a nocturnal carnation,
until being and only being but a ray of light in the shadow.

somehow, when sam seaborn says "i'm nuts for dental hygene," it's just so hot! ;)

brian reminded me of a good quote tonight . . .

some people follow their dreams, others hunt them down and beat them mercilessly into submission.

i just got back from an amazing walk. the kind that takes you just as much as you take it. no destination, just walking to wherever you end up. i walked along the pond near white gravenor, i sat by a tree on copley lawn, i appreciated for the first time just how pretty the main lawn is at night with its lamps twinkling among the trees and stone buildings. the air was perfect, crisp with just the right breeze . . . it almost felt like the ocean. i didn't have to care about anything, i just moved through the night and through campus, feeling . . . light. and then all of a sudden i was back at my building, walking along my hall, moving toward my door. without even really knowing how i got there.

i'm sure i'll be made fun of for this post tomorrow. for being too cheesy, or maybe accused of being high. but for tonight, i'm relaxed and content.

so my cake, the one that was stolen (remember?) has been found! well, kind of. so creepy . . .

so this weekend, fast-forward style . . .

friday . . . i learn what potstickers are (and also that i love them); bake my first layer cake (chocolate with chocolate icing); have said layer cake stolen (i know! can you believe it!?); and, oh yeah, maybe go a little crazy for a time which i can't quite remember . . . without drug influence

saturday . . . sleep until 2:15; fail to find 1)chopsticks in chinatown (the place is like 1 block big), 2)glasses frames at lenscrafters, 3)clothing at gap or j.crew, 4)games at electronics boutique, 5)pillows and curtains at linens and things. but still had way too much fun failing :). all this was followed by pirates of the carribean, never before seen by meaghan (orlando lived up to all our expectations)

sunday . . . sleep until 4; go to see 50 first dates with some girls from 6; hang with amy, meaghan, and tim (and ryan phillippe and sarah michelle gellar in cruel intentions)

monday . . . sleep until 2; eat boston market in my lounge (so good!); sing with chambers; and watch the oc (i love seth!)

i'm sure i'm forgetting something, but that's pretty much the whole of my fun-filled, restful (thank god!) weekend. for extra info, i refer you to meaghan's site.

wow, i'm having bad luck with the quizzes today . . .

What Classic Movie Are You?

am i depressing? because that's what these test results tell me.

i know i'm going to get made fun of for this one, but here goes . . . what famous leader am i?

What Famous Leader Are You?

after making fun of meaghan's tofu dogs (the supposed vegetarian alternative to hot dogs) for containing something called "liquidated smoke", i found in my lounge's cupboard a bottle of "liquid smoke". oops, sorry meaghan.

do you masturbate with clarity of mind? . . . details of my crazy presidents day weekend to come!

all right, way to go me in my procrastination! and thanks sam for helping me out along the way :)


Morpheus


?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
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no more quizzes now . . . time to actually finish my work so i can get a quick nap!

and another econ break . . .

My inner child is sixteen years old!

Life's not fair! It's never been fair, but while
adults might just accept that, I know
something's gotta change. And it's gonna
change, just as soon as I become an adult and
get some power of my own.


How Old is Your Inner Child?
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which believe it or not was the response closest to my actual age :)

sam's provided me with some fun quizzing to provide econ breaks :) thanks sam!


What Finding Nemo Character are You?
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you know it's weird when you're finishing your problem set at 6:10 am and your cousin's away message says "school" (as in high school) and has been idle for 27 minutes. (hey brian!)

when i returned to my room this evening, i found that my sheets, which i had taken off my bead this morning, were still unwashed and my bed unmade. who would have known? i guess in order to have a clean bed to sleep in at the end of a long night of econ, you need to remember to wash sheets and make it.

realization of the day: 2AM is a great time to do laundry.

note to self: be prepared to be met with strange looks when dragging many suitcases across campus with two people also carrying suitcases, a stack of drawers, and a microwave.

helped move meaghan into the "squadrangle" today . . . welcome to the coolest place on campus! :)

realization of the day: besides the fact that i haven't had one in a while . . . i've been a real pain in the ass lately. as one friend would say, "sorry, yo."

just because they don't want me to, i'm letting all of you know that tim and meaghan are bad at donkey kong on super nintendo. ;)

The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to Purgatory!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very High
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	High
Level 2 (Lustful)	Moderate
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Very Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Very Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	Low
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	Low
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Low
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Test

so let's talk about how i so totally should not have taken that quiz . . .

i've noted some concern regarding my new blog . . . please let's not pass judgements until i finish fooling with it and all kinks are worked out.

and on that note, suggestions are welcome as i try to decide on a blog name, for wherever my blog ends up being posted. thanks!

happy birthday meaghan!!!

i'm not going to lie, i don't have your present yet, but don't worry, there's good reason . . .

omg, so meaghan's phone just started ringing, not the regular "inspector gadget" theme song, but some sort of fiesta music with a gutteral voice grunting: arriba! uh, uh! arriba! uh, uh! i was a little concerned at first, but after a few "arriba's", she figured out that it was her phone sending her a reminder that it was her birthday.

happy birthday, meaghan! arriba!

hey hey, we'll see how this goes . . .

and i'm not admitting that anyone was right in this situation. i'm just saying i'm trying it out.