1.31.2006

oh, how i miss you, my canada...

i never thought i'd actually say this but here i am, saying it, "there ARE some good things about southpark..."

btw...who knew that i'd find southpark info on wikipedia?! hilarious...and a sign that i must be getting delirious...must go to sleep...

yay!

my very first experimenting with flashMX!
i even started to learn how to "tween"!!!


1.30.2006

pet peeves and coffee dates

ugh...i have a small list of pet peeves (well it is small in my opinion, but apparently growing daily). this actually reminds me of the opening scenes of amelie, where director jean pierre-jeunet describes each of the characters by listing his/her likes/dislikes. here is the beginning of my dislike list:

-walking in the rain without an umbrella, but most especially when the big drops fall off the awning and land *kerplat!* on your forehead or back of your neck.
-walking barefoot on hardwood floors that aren't clean and having little pieces of dirt and dust stick to the bottom of your foot
-pillows that are not arranged and fluffed on the couch properly

and here is the addition for today:

-being asked a question (i.e. someone reaching across my desk and getting in my face to ask if i had an eraser) or just plain being talked to when you are most apparently on the phone talking to someone else!

argh...couldn't they see i was on a special little coffee-walking-&-talking-date with someone i rarely get to see? i hate that my concentration and conversation has to be interrupted, compromised and my train of thought momentarily taken away from the person i am trying to escape with (even if for just a brief talk).



1.27.2006

even better!

what kind of monkey are you?

stop monkeying around! i'm a Chimpanzee!

That's right, chimps are the Einsteins of the primate world (provided you're not counting that species known as human). That's why you might find that you're known as the tinkerer and the whizz amongst your friends and co-workers. Like most chimpanzees, you're probably an excellent problem-solver and can often find an answer for any conundrum that presents itself — whether you're trying to escape from your cage, making new tools out of twigs, or figuring out how to lure that cute chimp from the next tree over with your charm and affections. But beyond your brains, you're also known as gregarious and empathetic — you'd help a little old baboon cross the street and then run off to your next venture. If you're like your chimp cousins in the wild, you'll also have an interest in homeopathic meds and will believe firmly in being healthy through exercise and play. Many chimps steer toward vegetarianism, though the natural world won't begrudge you a meaty meal if that's more your style. In an argument, you rarely speak without thinking about the emotional toll it might take on the other person, but because you are such a rational thinker, you rarely find yourself in arguments for very long. You tend to convince people of your thought process and resulting opinion with very little resistance. And for you, the best part of the argument is when you can make up — kissing is one of your favourite activities, and one for which you're known.

eh...what the hell...while i'm wasting time anyways...

okay, so i did it, now you do too....sooo....what breed of dog are you? this does assume that we are all dogs in the first place...heehee.


Woof woof! i'm a Collie!

No bones about it, you're a loyal, nurturing Collie. A sensitive breed, you're always approachable and very in tune with others' feelings -- just like Lassie! Because of your empathetic nature, you tend to be the group psychologist to your circle of friends. Your faithful, easy-going, steadfast personality makes you a wonderful confidant; people love to come to you with their troubles. Bottom line? You're a star at interpersonal relationships and have a knack for making new friends and acquaintances wherever you go. After all, what's a Collie without a flock to look after? Since you're so giving, your buddies might not realise that you need them just as much as they need you, so make sure not to neglect yours truly. Everyone deserves some "me" time. Woof!


i've been tagged!

argh...even from miles and miles away, he still got me...stimmelopolis tagged me. pooey. anyhow, here i am being it-->

four jobs i've had:
slave labor fix-it munkey for my dad
architecture cad munkey in s.f. office
architecture design munkey in d.c. office
just plain munkey who makes invitations/cards/pretty things upon request

four movies i could watch over and over again:
gattaca
amelie
the pillow book
great expectations

four places i have lived:
burlingame, california, usa
san luis obispo, california, usa
alexandria, virginia, usa
montreal, quebec, canada

four tv shows i love to watch:
monster garage
the amazing race (so i can vicariously travel the world)
the real world (so i can feel my life is normal)
fear factor (the need to feel normal/slightly disgusted simultaneously)

four places i've been on vacation:
chicago, illinois
maui, hawaii
berlin, germany
tilburg, netherlands

four websites i visit daily:
flickr (because i'm addicted)
stimmelopolis (even though it's not updated daily...heehee)
del.icio.us (trying to make it more of a habit anyhow)
boingboing (the directory of wonderful things)

four favorite foods:
pho (yummy-yummy!)
poutines (from patati-patata of course!)
platters full of tiny cheeseburgers (they just make me happy)
cheesecake (the cure to any ailment)

four places i would rather be right now:
montreal, canada (even despite the frigid cold)
new york, new york (looking to begin a new life)
bloomfield hills, michigan (well...maybe not so much the place but the person)
the beach, any beach, as long as there is sand and sky and ocean

four bloggers i am tagging:
is a bell necessary
glary, random day
crossroads
fei fei fei

1.23.2006

saturday night lizard lounging it

back in the groove of things...this is bad. i too need to sit down and have a major talk with myself. no more playing and messing around allowed. must graduate in may. must work hard. must stop all distraction. must stop all things fun. fun = thesis from now on...

1.20.2006

trying to get back into the rhythm

i love being in school, i really, really do...but sometimes there are just those days when school sux.

1.19.2006

strange synchronocities

i think that strange coincidences of synchronocity are happening all around me...people calling, text messaging, listening to the same song of the week, and feeling very much as i do all at the same precise moments. there is a strange phenomenon in the air that is keeping our hearts and minds all deeply interwoven and connected one to the other. it is both a wonderful kind of lovely and heart-wrenching feeling in the pit of my stomach.

1.18.2006

a wishing hope to keep me going until summer moving arrives



"Soul Meets Body" by Death Cab for Cutie
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head there?s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they?re far more suited than here

I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hand can wash one another?s
And not one speck will remain

I do believe it?s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you?re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body

I do believe it?s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you?re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

something for the ears

two specially picked albums of music for the day ahead of me: the walkmen's "bows + arrows" & golden boy w/ miss kitten's "or".... yay! let the day begin! good stuff, good stuff... oof... time for school...

1.16.2006

"the person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. his heart withers if it does not answer another heart. his mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration." -pearl s. buck

1.12.2006

there was a time when i could come home and shut myself into my own little world...a place in which i knew only i could occupy and close my senses/being off from anyone, anyplace, anytime. right now, i cannot do this, and sharing that space for me is a little hard. i need some place to work right now, and i am not finding that space with ease. and i have no crystal tower in which i can lock myself up in either to run away to.

guidelines for living/breathing/reading a poetic life

thanks to the g.m.u. writing center and their handout on "Things to Consider When Reading Poetry":

Read the poem once straight through--AND READ IT ALOUD. Don't linger over things that confuse you. Read slowly--more slowly than you would read most prose--but keep going. Try to get an overall idea of what the poem is saying, at least on the surface.

Most poems are imitations of speech, that is, they are meant to be imagined as something someone says, or could say, in a given situation. That's why, "Who's the speaker?" is usually the first question asked about a poem. It's also a reason why reading the poem aloud is important. Try to identify the poem's situation. What is said is often conditioned by where it is said and by whom. Identifying the speaker and his/her place in the situation puts what s/he says into perspective.

Articulate for yourself what the title, subject and situation make you expect. Poets often use false leads and try to surprise you by doing "shocking" things, but defining expectations lets you be conscious of where you are when you begin.

Be willing to be surprised. Things often happen in poems that turn them around. A poem may suggest one thing at first, then persuade you to its opposite (or at least be a significant qualification or variation).

Find out what is implied by the traditions behind the poem. Verse forms and metrical patterns all have frames of reference, traditions in the way that they are usually used and for what reasons they are used.

Bother the reference librarians. Look up anything you don't understand: an unfamiliar word (or an ordinary word used in an unfamiliar way), a place, a person, a myth, an idea--anything the poem uses.

Take a poem on its own terms. Adjust to the poem; don't make the poem adjust to you. Be prepared to hear things you do not want to hear. Not all poems are about your ideas nor will they always present emotions you want to feel. Be tolerant and listen to the poem's ideas.

Argue. Discussion usually results in clarification and keeps you from being too dependent on personal biases and preoccupations which sometimes mislead even the best readers. Talking a poem over with someone else (especially someone very different) can expand the limits of a too-narrow perspective.

Assume there is a reason for everything, from the space between words to the period at the end of the line.

1.11.2006

drawing @ double-speed chipmunk style

back & in disarray

ok, so i'm back in washington d.c. from what i am terming my "6 month vacation"...adjustment is slightly hard. no room to call my own yet, no place to work on stuff that i need to accomplish for next week, the hot water heater is busted and so i'm waiting all day for the repairman to come. much needed laundry and house cleaning is needed. i know i need to write some end of the year thoughts and record my most wonderful new year rendez-vous...but for now, i shall pout and be a sad little munkey. ugh...vacation was so much better.

1.04.2006

sweet home california...