I gotta get outta here!

I so hope that when I graduate, I’ll finally have the time to do more of the stuff that I want on my site. So many ideas, so little time! Just 8 more weeks. I only hope that I come out on top.

Argh!

Why is it so fucking hard for me to wake up on time?!

All Clear

So, I just changed my site all around… again. I hope all the links still work. I still have some stylesheet tweaking to do, but that will have to wait, because I’m bloody tired.

Good night.

Javascript Blows Monkey Balls

I hate Javascript. Really really hate it. Especially when used to make scripts that open silly little windows. The code doesn’t work with all browsers, and browsers that inhibit pop-up windows don’t like it. Worst of all, I can’t see the link that the site intended me to open without viewing the code, a prospect that is not worth the trouble. While not a purist, I wish that people would stop trying to control browser windows. It only makes things harder for the rest of us.

I’d Rather Be Wearing Birks

High heels are the work of the devil. I’ve often wondered who invented the damned things. I know they’ve been around for a long time. Henry VIII wore shoes with large toe areas and was able to make it the fashion instead of the pointy, high-heeled shoes that were popular in the area. Would that we all had that power.

Someone somewhere decided that these torture devices were desirable. My guess is that person was a man. I only wonder why we women prolong the style.

An Abundance of Poets

Out beyond ideas
of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
— Rumi

This past weekend, I agreed to accompany my mother to the Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival in Stanhope, N.J. I was expecting to be somewhat bored, since I’m more of a music person than a poetry person. It’s a little too esoteric for me to focus on, though I do like certain poets. Aside from lack of sleep issues, I was pleasantly surprised and wished I had spent more time there.

We left early Saturday morning and, as I was unable to fall asleep the night before, I was too tired to focus by the time we got there. My mother ended up being tired too, so we headed back to the hotel to nap. She went back to the festival to see a poet she was interested in, but she was still too tired to really appreciate it. When she came back again, she woke me up and we had dinner then hung around the hotel room for the rest of the night.

Sunday went better, since we were both more rested. Mom went to a discussion group, “Poetry as a Disruptive Force” and I went to listen to the Native American storyteller, Dovie Thomason. She was incredible. After a short break, we went to check out a reading by another poet, but then we were both ready to go. I wish I had been more alert to enjoy it, but I suppose that just means I’ll have to go back! It was a good weekend, and I liked spending time with my mother, as always.

A Tamaracks Grows in Brooklyn

Ed (my sweetie) and I went to visit a friend in NYC two weekends ago. Jon, aka jamah, was nice enough to let us crash at his place in Brooklyn, so I got my first chance to see that part of NYC. I had a blast!

Friday night, we went to see a friend of mine, Tor, play Don Jon in Much Ado About Nothing. He was suitably dark and evil. I was scared, and I know him. This was also my first time ever on Staten Island. After the play, Tor, Lynn (his girlfriend), Ed, Jon, Sam (Jon’s girlfriend), and I went out to eat. We had a nice time chatting and then headed back across the bridge to Jon’s studio. Lazying and Lilying ensued for the remainder of the night.

Saturday, Jon and Sam left early to go outlet shopping, so Ed and I went to explore on our own. We managed to navigate the subway system without going the wrong way, with the help of the Not For Tourists Guide to Manhattan, and ended up at the Guggenheim. Modern art can be hard to grok, but it is very fascinating. However, my main attraction to the Guggenheim is the building itself. Designed by Frank Lloyd Wright, someone I’ve always had an interest in, it’s an intriguing and different concept for art display. I found the building almost more interesting than the art.

Dinner was a nice little sushi place near Union Square. It had an all-you-can-eat deal which was cool because I got to try things I never would ordinarily, like salmon roe roll. Yummy! We had been searching for a place that Jon recommended but didn’t give adequate directions for. I forgive him, though, and he says he’ll take us there next time we visit. After that, we were both tired and Ed’s feet got blistered :( so we headed back to Jon’s place. We managed to arrive at the same time he did and proceeded to hang out and watch movies and such for the rest of the night. Jon spent several hours trying to start a Starcraft game with some other friends, but it was doomed. When the finally got the game going, his computer crashed shortly into playing.

Sunday started early. (Well, 10, but those boys didn’t go to bed until 5am!) We got ready and headed to Brooklyn Chinatown for dim sum with Sam, Cynthia (Sam’s sister), and Bernie (Jon’s friend and now Cynthia’s boyfriend). It was very good, and I had a lot of fun. It was odd being the only white person at the table, since the rest of the group was chinese or a mix thereof, but I made the best of it while attempting to use chopsticks. I suppose I’m not horrible with them, but it will take me a while to master.

After dim sum, we stopped at the tea house and I got to try bubble tea, a cold milk tea with tapioca pearls at the bottom. It was good, if a bit odd. It’s been all over the place recently, so it was neat to get a chance to try it. Then we headed over the BMW dealer so Jon could look at cars.

Having ogled the beamers, Ed and I decided it was time to head home. I got the privilege of driving because Ed’s feet were causing him too much pain. There was much traffic getting out of NYC. Finally, we broke free, only to be engulfed in torrential rain throughout Connecticut and Massachussetts. C’est la vie, I still had a great weekend! I hope we get the chance to visit again.

Mission accomplished!

I got a C in Physics! Not only did I pass it (thank goodness), but I got an average grade! Woohoo! Better than I expected to get. Pathetic to be happy about a C, maybe, but I just want to graduate, and now I’m one step closer to that goal. :)