March 2004 archive
(66 entries)
March 31, 2004
'Hello my name is Steve I used to be addicted to crack but now I am clean and selling magazines'
Just kidding. My name is srah, and clearly I have not kicked any such habit, as I have committed myself to a life of weekly suicide, to be committed every Monday night.
I need to take a class outside of SI, but the Business School are stingy and won't let me register for their marketing class without an override, which I won't be able to get until classes begin. So for now, I've registered for four SI classes, with the intention of dropping one (which that will be, we shall never know). Here's the damage:
srah | 10:45 PM | Comments (12) | TrackBack | Tags: school of information |
Have you ever been to the sixteenth century?!
As you may know, I always have my finger on the latest trends. I am always "hip" to what the "dudes" are saying these days. Having a teenager in the house, you see, I am able to keep up with the youngsters and their newfangled slang. And so, without further ado, I bring you the latest phrase that Señorita C has picked up at school:
What's cookin', good lookin'? Nuffin', muffin!
Yeah, I don't get it either. I don't know who she's hanging out with at that high school of hers or what century they are originally from. But apparently it's very "tight" and the "cat's pyjamas" and "23 skidoo" among the younger set.
I'm just warning you, if "bodacious" or "cowabunga" make a comeback in this house, drastic measures may have to be taken.
srah | 9:59 PM | Comments (6) | TrackBack | Tags: |
March 30, 2004
Astrology finds: I am a dork
Yahoo! Astrology, in addition to offering things like daily horoscopes and star sign compatibility, also thinks that it can predict people's preferences based on their star sign. Let's see what they have to say about me:
Books The quick-minded and detail-intensive Virgo likes to cut straight to the point. When it comes to books, it had better be of the no-nonsense, educational, factual or instructional variety. You actually find the encyclopedia exciting and read self-help and fitness books for fun.
Yahoo! Astrology thinks I'm a nerd. :'( While I did read the dictionary for fun in elementary school, I've actually never been much of one for non-fiction. Reading is for fun.
Movies The ever-practical Virgo does not have time to watch anything that won't improve their lives in some way. You'll cook a dinner to Julia Child, use fix-it videos to refurbish your room and watch documentaries to wind down. You might also enjoy the neurotic works of Woody Allen for a chuckle.
Yahoo! Astrology still thinks I'm a nerd. :'( Woody Allen? What am I, French? You have missed the mark on my motivations for movieing and booking, Yahoo!. Learning is for school, where you can compete with other people and show off.
Television Staid Virgo likes watching nature programs that are at once interesting and informative. Episodes of This Old House are also high on their list, as is the viewing of commercials advertising all the wonderful new cleaning implements on the market.
Nerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd. And yet, it's hit the nail straight on the head with the commercials thing. Alfie and I strictly enforce the family rule that you are not allowed to continue channel-surfing if one of those "The Best Love Songs of 1967 - on 6 CDs or 6 cassettes!!!1" infomercials is on TV. We will watch the same infomercial over and over again without fail.
Chocolate Thoroughly washes the chocolates, then rations them to all involved.
I find it interesting that there's a whole section for chocolate, especially since there's also a food section. WHO WASHES CHOCOLATE? I'm sure they're trying to make a point about Virgos being uptight perfectionists and all, but WHO WASHES CHOCOLATE?
Music Virgo doesn't have too much of a musical preference, as long as the music doesn't distract them from the task at hand. You might enjoy Ernesto Cortazar for his soft sounds. When lyrics are important, enjoy the soothing souls of Barry Manilow, Neil Diamond and Barbra Streisand. The younger set perhaps prefers the Ambient shape of Mystical Sun.
Ha ha! What kind of nerd would listen to Neil Di-- Hey, that's me! I must be some kind of old fogey, though, because I haven't the foggiest idea who Mystical Sun are.
Food Stable Virgo likes mint, parsley, vanilla and herbs in general. They will want a meal that is served or created in an orderly fashion and is not missing any key parts. They will have good taste when it comes to either making or consuming a meal.
Orderly, complete and... tidy, if you please. Food is important to me. Food is an experience to be lived and savoured! Not sure about the parsley, though. There really isn't too much to it.
Sports The versatile and efficient Virgo will gravitate toward sports that provide mental stimulation and fitness, all at once. Sports like basketball, gymnastics or hang gliding fit the bill.
Hang gliding? Um, there's no ground underneath that. No thank you. Basketball provides mental stimulation? I'm up for walking and - if we're going to be very adventurous - rock-climbing. On walls in a gym. With mats underneath.
srah | 10:14 PM | Comments (11) | TrackBack | Tags: srah |
Scribbled as I tried to fall back asleep
Dear Sun,
Kindly stop rising at ungodly hours like 6am.
Th'art very wakefulsome and I art very sleepfulsome.
SRAH
srah | 6:25 AM | Comments (7) | TrackBack | Tags: weather |
Two more hours, please!
Dear srah,
What are you doing up at this ungodly hour?
- A Concerned Imaginary Reader
Dear Reader,
Not sleeping, that's for sure!
SRAH
I don't know how long I've been at that point, but I woke myself up from a point between asleep and awake where I had been editing my Java program in a semi-conscious state of my imagination. I feel like I was in that state all night, tossing and turning over undeclared variables. I is not feeling mightly rested.
I'm just glad I don't have JBuilder installed in my head, because I think I was really screwing up my program.
Back to bed I go, hoping for something a bit more restful to dream about...
srah | 5:55 AM | Comments (6) | TrackBack | Tags: school of information |
March 29, 2004
NPE? NMP!
try
{
StupidProgram.doThatThingIToldYouToDo();
}
catch (NullPointerException e)
{
System.out.println(e.getMessage());
}
public void actionPerformed(ActionEvent e)
{
System.out.println("DIE STUPID NULLPOINTEREXCEPTION DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!!!1");
srah.goToSleep();
}
srah | 11:24 PM | Comments (9) | TrackBack | Tags: school of information |
Assorted amusements (or random rubbish)
srah | 11:14 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack | Tags: |
Entretien d'embauche
I put on my suit and blow-dried my hair, mascaraed and lipsticked myself and put on the new shoes I bought just this weekend in preparation for my interview. I looked in the mirror and there was a grown-up in there. I don't know who she was.
The interview went well and it looks like I may soon have an offer and I may spend part of the summer in France. They asked a lot of the usual interview questions, but there were still a few that threw me. "Tell us about a problem that you've had that you weren't able to solve," for example.
Who goes around just leaving problems unsolved? I solve my problems and if I can't solve them myself, I farm them out to other people to solve. I outsource. Problems are for solving. I couldn't come up with an example, so I told them that I was pretty sure I just solved my problems. I guess that was an acceptable answer.
Have you ever had any zingers in a job interview?
srah | 11:08 PM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: fashion, interviews, job search |
March 28, 2004
'But I burrrrrn, Mr A.'
Another meme completed! My Burn-It: The Winter Edition (theme: Seasonal Affective Disorder) playlist is complete. With any luck, I'll be mailing them out to my group members tomorrow!
Note: If you're interested in participating in a CD-swap program like this, Krista is currently looking for participants for the Get Up Off Your Ass And Move mix-CD swap. Go on over there and sign up!
Read on for my SAD playlist...
srah | 11:22 PM | Comments (12) | TrackBack | Tags: cd swap |
Pretty please?
I have an interview tomorrow with a study/work-abroad organization that may be able to find me a summer HCI internship in France. Any interview recommendations? Any advice on how not to come across as desperate and clinging pathetically to this one last hope for relevant, credit-worthy summer employment?
srah | 10:42 PM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: job search |
Cinco de srahyo
Five characteristics that I really like about myself:
- I like to laugh and make people laugh. I think I am rather good at it.
- Deep down, even though I may not show it, I am really quite a nice person.
- I am tiny and compact. I am travel-sized for your convenience!
- I am good at writing and editing things. I am generally a good speller, too.
- I try to look at things from more than one angle.
What about you?
[via Kazoofus]
srah | 11:32 AM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: memes |
Dorkgument
My sister set out to watch Hello Dolly! last night and instead ended up watching Road to Bali.
My mom and I immediately had the same reaction:
"The two were so much alike!"
"They were! They still are!"
She didn't take kindly to us making fun of her through Pirates of Penzance quotes and really ought to have fired back something along the lines of:
"Collectively, I look upon you with a disgust that amounts to absolute detestation."
srah | 10:57 AM | Comments (3) | TrackBack | Tags: gilbert and sullivan, movies, quote, srahfam, the pirates of penzance |
Unconscious Mutterings
My free associations are in the continuation. Now go play along in your own blog!
srah | 9:32 AM | Comments (1) | TrackBack | Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings |
March 27, 2004
Famous against my will
Oh Ann Arbor Observer. While I appreciate the publicity, did you really need to out me with my full name? I feel rather violated to be exposed publicly like this, without any warning!
I don't mind the ancient, first-semester-related quote, but the recent posts! For god's sake, the recent posts! Did you really need to read my blog on that one particular day?
I shudder to think about who is going to come to the site just to read about an ongoing battle with restrictive underwear THAT I DO NOT HAVE (for the record).
Fellow bloggers' reactions: Airbeagle, The Bunker, Seat of the Revolution.
If you are reading this because of the Observer article, please leave a comment and let me know!
[thanks to AirBeagle for the heads-up]
srah | 8:11 PM | Comments (13) | TrackBack | Tags: ann arbor observer, blogging, recognition |
A message from the Nut-Kicking Council of Srah
Next time someone asks you to transcribe dialogue from user testing videos, I suggest that you kick them squaaaaar in the nuts.
That's what I'd do!
srah | 12:54 AM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: school of information |
Lock up your redheaded sons - srah's in town!
My sister has pointed out a disturbing trend wherein John Stevens sings to me, I am in love with all of the Weasleys and I think Prince Harry is perhaps as cute as, if not cuter than, his brother.
Yeeps! Where are all of these carrot-topped teenagers coming from? I was never the one who was into redheads and they are all babes* in arms! Echhh echhh echhh!
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* I don't mean that in the sexy way! Really!
srah | 12:50 AM | Comments (6) | TrackBack | Tags: boys, john stevens, prince harry, redheads, ron weasley |
No distinguishing features
Señorita C had a soccer-team fundraiser tonight, where 20% of tonight's proceeds at a local sandwich shop went to the team. So we bundled the whole family on over there.
I am convinced that I have agoraphobia. It was so loud. It was so crowded. I felt like screaming or punching people in the face or just covering my ears and crying.
Of course, it is also possible that I just plain hate high school students. They are loud, they are shrill and they all look the same - not only the same as each other, but the same as the people we went to high school with.
I wish it impressed them in some way that I hate them and that it would make them change in some way. Obey me! FEEEEEAR MEEEEEEEE! I'm a college student! That makes me cool, doesn't it?
Well... my mom says I'm cool.
srah | 12:30 AM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: carla, high school |
March 26, 2004
Queue faites-vous?
Once my professor explained that he was going to be using the word "queue" in the British sense, it was all downhill from there.
My friend-and-fellow-French-major and I had the same thought process, wherein we said to ourselves, The British sense? What other sense is there? ... Well... there's the French sense... (lock eyes, erupt in immature giggles). For you see, the French word "queue" can be a line that you stand in or it can be an animal's tail.
Oh yeah, or slang for "penis."
From then on, any mention of the penultimate entry in a list, slow or fast insertion or "Big Oh" notation would make us bite our lips and shake with unreleased laughter. Meanwhile, no one else had made the original connection that we had, so nothing sounded remotely dirty to them.
So yes, in response to the question that no one asked, graduate students are very mature. Then we had snack time.
srah | 4:18 PM | Comments (3) | TrackBack | Tags: french, my favorite posts, school of information |
... So who ELSE should I add to my list of total jerks?
I found myself walking down the sidewalk yesterday behind a U-M football player. I can only surmise that he was a football player and not a very [good] one, because he was advertising that he was a football player with every ounce of his being*.
He insisted on being large and taking up the entire sidewalk with his hulking bulk. I was trapped behind him and couldn't see around him, so I had to look at him.
He was wearing his M FOOTBALL-imprinted pants in that way that is so popular with high school boys, so that it was only by virtue of his long M FOOTBALL-imprinted jacket (and the M FOOTBALL-imprinted backpack with the "I AM A U-M FOOTBALL PLAYER AND HERE IS MY NAME"-imprinted ID tag hanging off of it) that I could not see his M FOOTBALL-imprinted underpants.
I was so annoyed with him in so many ways. First, he was in my way. Second, he was annoyingly trashily commercial and I know it's very important to him that he's a football player and all, but I don't give a crap. Third, why does this school dress him but we have no parking and 1,000 people in grad-level classes?
But most of all, it was the stupid pants.
I was really tempted to pull them down and run away, all the while pretending** to be a tiny little female so that he wouldn't hit me. Now I'm thinking I probably should have, because this blog post does not have an exciting, suspenseful ending at all. It only happened in my head, but now you may let it play out in your own minds as well. Happy imagi-pantsing!
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* And being a football player, his being had lots of ounces.
** I bet I could pull this off.***
*** I said "pull this off"!
srah | 4:00 PM | Comments (8) | TrackBack | Tags: university of michigan |
March 24, 2004
She's always a trailer for sale or rent to me...
Dear John Stevens,
It is sick sick sick that I can't take my eyes off of you when you're singing and I want you to be singing to me and I get your songs in my head for weeks after your performances.
You are 16 years old and besides, tbone has already laid claim to you. I'm afraid it can never work between us, sweetie, so please stop giving me that entirely inappropriate 16-year-old come-hither look while you sing and making me want to jump into the TV.
Sincerely,
The Demon Dog (No, ha ha, just kidding)
SRAH
srah | 7:07 AM | Comments (13) | TrackBack | Tags: american idol, american idol 3, john stevens, open letters, redheads, tv |
March 23, 2004
Tuesday is Chooseday
Would you rather:
- get an inner ear infection that leaves you feeling off balance for the next 2 years OR get a compound fracture in your arm that leaves your dominant hand useless for the next 6 months?
Who needs hands, anyway? - discover a new species of plant OR write a book?
If I wrote a book, it would be about three paragraphs long. Blogging is my thing. - push the button that launches a nuclear missle at another country OR pull the trigger that kills just one suspected terrorist?
If I'm going to kill innocent people, better one (and a suspected terrorist at that) than millions. - your parents tell you that you were conceived doggy style OR reverse cowboy?
Gak! Gak gak gak! I am going to pick the second one because I don't know what it is.
srah | 10:25 PM | Comments (9) | TrackBack | Tags: memes |
'My supperdish, my succotash wish'
At the party on Friday, two people revealed that the song "Groove is in the Heart" by Dee-lite makes them think of me. I have no idea what it is about the song that reminds them of me. I hope it's not the lyrics, because they make no sense.
On second thought, that's probably exactly it.
srah | 1:38 PM | Comments (6) | TrackBack | Tags: music |
March 22, 2004
As Peach Union said, 'On My Own'
So, hrmmm... I've been puzzling over it all day and can't find an amusing or entertaining way of telling this story...
Somehow various recent chats with friends have helped me get a better picture of what I want out of life. This weekend I came to the conclusion that not only was I not happy, but I had the power to do something about it in an attempt to make myself happier. So Mr B------ and I have broken up and are going to work on our friendship instead. Back to Swinging Singleton* mode for srah.
Please take a moment to collect yourself - if you're as surprised as most of the people I've talked to, you've probably fallen off your chair. I'm frankly surprised at the numbers of people who are surprised. And they're probably surprised at me being surprised and I'm surprised at... okay, I'm ending this post now.
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* If by "swinging" you mean "doing homework, finding an internship and avoiding romantic entanglements." Which I'm sure you do.
srah | 11:22 PM | Comments (7) | TrackBack | Tags: boys |
Minor freakout in my brain
The Urstodian peer-pressured me into painting my nails this weekend. When I paint my fingernails, I feel like a completely different person. Today, for example, I feel like a drag queen.
Who picked this weird, garish silvery polish? Why is it so bright and attention-getting? Please don't look at my hands! Why are my thumbnails so huge, compared to my other, daintier fingers? I am a mutant!
srah | 5:56 PM | Comments (4) | TrackBack | Tags: makeup |
Hey baby, wanna walk in Cupid's grove together? *wink*
Listen, you freaking whores. I grew up watching musicals. Musicals have a lot of sex in them, but like good humour, it appeals to people on different levels. Jokes in Animaniacs were funny on one level to kids and on another to adults. Sex hidden in flowery language is understood by adults and kids just accept the words, sing along, and don't worry about getting it. That's why I didn't realize until about 1999 exactly what Aunt Alicia was training Gigi for. You can't go mindlessly banning one of the best musicals on Earth and the one thing that makes me proud to be an American.
Well, apparently you can, but that is why you are an ass.
[story via Bobbert]
srah | 11:21 AM | Comments (13) | TrackBack | Tags: 1776, movies, musicals |
March 21, 2004
What am I going to do with forty subscriptions to Vibe?
I have discovered the future. And it is not pretty.
Watching Office Space yesterday, I realized that there are at least two jobs in that film that match up to our School of Information training. First of all, after 501, we are trained in consultancy, which means that we could take over for the Bobs. If I chose that career path, I imagine a conversation something like:
srah: Let's see. You're Neil... Diamond?
(he nods)
srah: Is that your real name?
Neil: Yeah.
srah: Are you in any relation to the pop singer?
Neil: It's just a coincidence.
srah: To be honest with you, I love his music. I do. I am a Neil Diamond fan. For my money, I don't think it gets any better than when he sings "Cracklin' Rosie." I mean you must really love his music.
Neil: Yeah. Yeah... he, he, he's pretty, he's pretty good, I guess.
srah: You're GOD DAMN right he is. So tell me. What's your favorite song of his?
Neil: Hmm. I, I, I don't know. I mean, I guess, I sorta like 'em all.
srah: HA HA! I feel the exact same way, but it must be hard for you, I mean, having the same name as him. I celebrate the guy's entire catalogue. But anyway, let's get down to business, Neil!
Neil: You, you know, you can just call me, uh, Bob.
(glare)
However, I think I'm more likely to go into a career more related to usability - something where I'm sort of a go-between between the users of a system and the people who program it. Something along the lines of:
1st Bob: What you do at Initech is you take the specifications from the user and bring them down to the software engineers?
srah: Yes, yes that's right.
2nd Bob: Well then I just have to ask, why can't the users take them directly to the software people?
srah: Well, I'll tell you why... because... engineers are not good at dealing with users....
1st Bob: What would you say you do here?
srah: Look I already told you, I deal with the @#$% users so the engineers don't have too. I have people skills! I am good at dealing with people, can't you understand that? What the hell is wrong with you people?!
Actually, I think my dream job is more along the lines of Peter's... because I'd really rather just do nothing.
[dialogue from Office Space transcript]
srah | 3:18 PM | Comments (9) | TrackBack | Tags: quote, school of information |
Dream
I woke up this morning and remembered a dream where I had been travelling. I had a layover at O'Hare airport in Chicago so I went to a bookstore and browsed, ran into Robin and Johanna, then I realized I didn't know when my flight was, so I left and went to find my flight. Then I woke up.
What an incredibly boring dream. Later I remembered a part where I had visa problems and they didn't want to let me into Chicago (what? Visa for Chicago?), which made it only marginally more interesting.
Things that I like
- things that glow in the dark
- irregular plurals in French ("les cieux", "les messieurs")
- painting my toenails
- not being messy
- Gilbert Bécaud
- irregular plurals in French
- plaid
- water
- reading for fun
- my academic advisor
- Trivial Pursuit
- Han Solo
- irregular plurals in French
- various other things that don't come to mind right now
What are some things you like?
srah | 1:44 PM | Comments (30) | TrackBack | Tags: happy, lists, my favorite posts |
Unconscious Mutterings
Where could the free associations be? Find them and win a prize!
srah | 8:53 AM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: memes, unconscious mutterings |
March 20, 2004
Will come up with a better title when have sobered up
Meant to drink to the point where I would be fun and outgoing.
Have (am?) instead drunk to the point where I try to stuff plastic frogs into Young Matthew's shoes. Will she ever learn?
P.S. HA HA HA HA HA to all of the funny things that happened tonight that I can't exactly go posting on the internet. Best. SI Party. Ever.
srah | 1:23 AM | Comments (9) | TrackBack | Tags: alcohol |
March 18, 2004
Go, erm, blue.
I bought season tickets today for next year's Michigan football season. I know, I know, I am not the first person you would expect to buy season football tickets. I am not necessarily a big sports fan*. But
- I do enjoy getting swept up in the enthusiasm and a Michigan football game, unlike Zzzzalbionzzzzz, has plenty of spirit.
- Cari told us her tales from the games last season and somehow I felt like I was missing out.
- This is my last chance to sit in the student section.
Because of all of these factors, I grabbed the opportunity and bought tickets in the SI seating group so that I can sit with my fellow nerds.
Perhaps we should make up our own cheers. What rhymes with "archives"?
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* I am not a big anything!
srah | 2:41 PM | Comments (16) | TrackBack | Tags: sports |
March 17, 2004
Wisdom of srah
"Sometimes we have to close the Great Dishwasher Door of Life and stop the licking."
- me
(srahmom said it was so profound that I should write it down somewhere... like in, say, a blog. If I had such a thing! Ah, those crazy kids and their "blogs"!)
Toot toot!
For the information of anyone who happened to be in the stairwell with me today:
When I loudly exclaimed, "OH MY GOD! DID THAT COME OUT OF MY *NOSE*?" I was talking about a strange whistling sound that I had made.
I, er, realize that the statement was a bit ambiguous and that it could have been interpreted as something else. But it wasn't. Because that would be horrible.
srah | 6:29 PM | Comments (4) | TrackBack | Tags: |
What's that thing about roads rising up?
I would like to take this St Patrick's Day moment to remind you of that famous Irish blessing:
May the Lord protect and defend you,
May he always shield you from shame
May you come to be in Israel a shining name--
srah | 2:23 PM | Comments (2) | TrackBack | Tags: holidays |
I do not like them. SAM I am.
Yars, folks. It's St Patrick's Day. So naturally, Mr B------ and I went out for Mexican. It seems everyone is indeed Irish on St Patrick's Day, as the folks at Panchero's have dyed all of the tortillas a sickly sort of green.
My mummy used to make us green eggs and ham* for St Patrick's Day. That would be an interesting incident if they looked anything like the book's illustrations. Instead, green-dyed scrambled eggs pretty much just look like a plate of snot. As we grew up, we realized how revolting they looked and refused to eat them, so they got fed to the neighbor kids.
St Patrick's Day is nice and all, but it results in a lot of rather repulsive-looking, disturbingly miscoloured food.
srah | 2:04 PM | Comments (5) | TrackBack | Tags: holidays |
March 16, 2004
Tuesday is Chooseday
A new meme (to me). We'll see if it catches on...
Would you rather:
1. walk to school OR carry your lunch?
I'm not one of them fancy downtown-dwellers... it takes about 20 minutes to drive downtown, so I'm definitely not walking. That said, at least I wouldn't have to look for parking.
2. drink green beer and throw up for the next hour OR drink green beer and pass out and wake up in an unknown place?
This is hard. That doesn't sound like a good answer, but I really hate throwing up.
3. catch a leprechaun and he give you his pot of gold but the police think you stole the gold and you go to prison OR have to run away from a leprechaun that's evil like the one in the movie?
srah is all about adventure. As long as that adventure is not prison.
4. call in "sick" to work so you can go celebrate st. patrick's day with your friends OR go to work and your boss takes you all out to party?
There are one or two fun people at work... and this way, I get paid.
srah | 10:33 PM | Comments (15) | TrackBack | Tags: memes |
Open letter to foul Michigan weather
Dear Snow,
Please continue to fall until you come up to about my neck, so that I don't have to go to Programming class today.
Actually, I don't mind going to class. Instead, please find a way that I could go to class but would not have to hand in this homework, since I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing.
I have no idea how snow could achieve this, but I'm sure you'll think of something. Thanks, weather, you're a dear.
Love,
SRAH
P.S. If you are not going to be useful to me in some way or another, please melt immediately and bring actual springish weather. Thankssomuch.
srah | 12:25 PM | Comments (4) | TrackBack | Tags: weather |
March 15, 2004
Because you all like him more than me...
Dear Girl Who Lives In My House,
Sit. Siiiiiiiit. Staaaaaaaaaaaaay. No, not at the computer! Bad girl!
I don't feel like being in either of the rooms with computers. You really should come out to the family room and watch some TV, because I am morally obligated to be in the same room as whoever is home at all times. And I want to sleep in that room.
You can't possibly have anything more important to do than inhabit the same room as me so that I can sleep!
I don't think you've quite understood what I'm getting at. Sometimes you sit at the computer and then tell me to go away when I scratch at you and whimper and jump on you, digging my toenails into you. Finally you give in, seeming to think that I would only scratch that insistently if I really had to go out. Silly you!
I get you as far as the family room, then you continue to the back door, holding it open and freezing yourself with that cold air. Sigh... if only you were a little smarter, maybe you would realize that I'm not trying to go out... I'm trying to get you to change rooms.
Your training is not working very well, Girl. Maybe you'll catch on someday.
Love,
The Devil Dog
srah | 9:39 PM | Comments (1) | TrackBack | Tags: howie, open letters |
L'ennui du globe-trotter
I am currently applying for two different internships in France (and another in Brussels, although I haven't heard back from them at all in the week since I sent my resumé). I almost started crying just now, listening to Jean-Jacques Goldman and thinking about my possible arrival in Paris this May or so.
Why do I ache for France when I'm home and long for home when I'm in France? When I'm in France, I tell myself I could never spend my whole life there, but when I'm in the US, I realize I could never spend my whole life here, either. I am never satisfied.
srah | 9:28 PM | Comments (7) | TrackBack | Tags: france |
Special skills? I ain't got no stinkin' special skills
Agency initiates steps for selective draft
Uh... hockey is good. Mounties are neat. I hear they have excellent maple syrup in Canada. Too bad I don't like maple syrup. Or cold. Or curling.
Mightn't one draft-dodge just as well in France?
[via niobeweeps]
srah | 8:21 PM | Comments (2) | TrackBack | Tags: politics, war |
March 14, 2004
To whom it may concern:
Dear FutureMe, I hope you do not wear sweat suits like your mom and let your hair look all shitty.
Dear FutureMe, WHAT'S UP!
Dear FutureMe, How is the future? Good I hope. Do I have a girlfriend? Do I have a wife? Write back soon.
FutureMe.org lets you send yourself (or other people) emails to the future. You could send an e-mail today and it would be delivered to you in 2010, sort of like a time capsule.
You can also read those emails which people have chosen to make public. My favorites are the ones who ask questions and ask their future selves to write back in time.
I am amused and have written to check up on myself a year from today to see what I'm up to.
srah | 6:18 PM | Comments (7) | TrackBack | Tags: discovered |
Hey... *breathe breathe*... what are you wearing?
I have a phone interview tomorrow afternoon.
Why do I feel like I need to dress up?
srah | 3:29 PM | Comments (13) | TrackBack | Tags: job search |
Apparently srahs don't make passes at men who wear glasses
I saw Green Fairy's results from the Match.com Physical Attraction Test and decided I had to take it myself. I've never been able to put my finger on what I find physically attractive and what I don't. Here's some of what it told me:
Favorite Qualities
- Your photo choices suggest a man over 35 is probably getting a little old for your tastes
- You seemed interested in dating a man at least 25 or older
- Very handsome men
- Sharp, narrow chins
- Narrow and pointed "triangular" faces
- So-called "Ectomorphs," or thin angular faces
Favorite Looks
We call one type of guy that you seemed to consistently like "Pups." Their look goes with a certain loveable, puppy dog appeal. They're nice-looking guys, but they are imperfect enough to be approachable. Their big eyes and goofy smiles convey warmth and kindness. Like puppies, these guys can be a bit awkward and clumsy, so be prepared to have a drink or two spilled on you! Only about 1 in 10 women (11%) are attracted to this unique type, so they'll be flattered that you appreciate their charm.
Another of the "looks" that you consistently noticed has been described as "The Boy Next Door." He has an open face, with big eyes, and a big grin. He has a youthful or boyish quality that will follow him throughout his life. Typically this look is associated with light brown hair, a close shave, and blue or hazel eyes. These guys convey a warm, trusting impression, but watch out for that mischievous side! Our studies find that about 1 in 5 women (18%) are especially attracted to this youthful look.
Favorite Face Type
You especially liked a pattern scientists refer to as "Ectomorphs." Geometrically, they are similar to triangles, because they are widest at the cheekbones and then narrow to a relatively pointed chin. Ectomorph men are said to have "angular" features, including a chiseled nose and prominent cheekbones. Historically, these faces have been viewed as distinguished and were often found on European royalty. These men also tend to have lean builds. [And, you may want to watch out for those ears, since on true Ectomorphs, they tend to stick out a good bit.] About 22% of other women especially prefer this face type.
This guy is supposed to be my My Type. I suppose he's pretty cute, but he looks kind of like he would want to talk about economics and Survivor and Abercrombie & Fitch and basketball and I might have to punch him. It does not show whether I would still be attracted to him when he has a black eye.
Take it yourself if you're interested!
Update: Other people have been posting more of their results. Mine are in the extension!