March 20, 2012 – Why Am I So Hungry Today?
20 Mar 2012 Leave a Comment
in art, Being a Woman, Linguistics, Photos, Simon Fraser University, TV / Movies Tags: art, bella, cafepress, district 5, drawing, games, hunger, id, identification, katniss everdeen, Linguistics, panem, photography, photos, salt, speech, twilight
March 20, 2012 | Why Am I So Hungry Today?
I have this class on Tuesdays that goes from 11:30-2:30. About an hour into class I start fading fast, and my concentration diminishes. And I start drawing.
And the answer to “Can you pass the salt?” is funnily neither “yes” nor “no”. It’s physically picking up the salt shaker and handing it to someone. 
March 20, 2012 | Can You Pass The Salt?
Speaking of hunger, look what I got in the mail today from Cafepress:
March 20, 2012 | The Hunger Games Panem District 5 Identification Card
Fun. I’m now on the grid, very much so. That’s more information than my doctor has. That photo of me on the card is from 2008. I haven’t really aged much in 4 years, have I?! Going to see the movie Saturday night with a bunch of friends. Not sure why people are comparing The Hunger Games to Twilight…well, yeah I can see why but DUDES hello Katniss Everdeen is a kick ass awesome survivor whereas that Bella Twilighty poor exemplar of a human female needs to stop swooning and blinking and generally being a doormat damsel in distress.
Ahem. Anyway.
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March 8, 2012 – 2nd Half Redemption
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in Achieving WIN, Acting, art, Being a Woman, Circus, Exercise, headache & migraine, Health and Healthy Living, Linguistics, music, Simon Fraser University, Tech The Crazy Tags: aerial, circus, design, hoop, SFU, sound, static, swinging, trapeze, USRA, VPR
The second half of today redeemed the first half. Most definitely.
Woke up with that vague neck/headache that often foreshadows a migraine. Couldn’t focus. Had that ‘so tired my limbs are going to fall off’ feeling. Showered. Did breakfast. Went back to bed. Read a little bit. Then slept. And I think I must have been trying to scream in my dreams because I woke up with a sore throat of not the sick kind. Huh.
Managed to find some clothes that didn’t match, left the house with no socks and no sweater on top of my tank, beneath my coat.
This is where it gets good.
Got to my class (lab) in surrey. Checked my email. Found out I got the VPR USRA (vice president research undergrad student research award…or something like that) for summer 2012. Which means I’m going to be making some money doing useful stuff over the summer. Which is excellent.
Went shopping at the surrey mall between classes to find some kind of covering shirt because my tank top only thing was ridiculous. Ended up finding an awesome $7 shirt at sirens. one of those loose flowy shirts that’s super loose yet immediately elegant and comfy. Good find.
Went to lecture. They showed my project 2 in sound design class critique as one of the good ones. Highly embarassing and unexpected, but awesome. Although in my opinion that project deserves no more than 12/15 …being generous.
Went to circus. Headache still present. Bought Advil. Took Advil. Bliss ensued.
Static trapeze coach started me on The aerial hoop tonight (thus far i’ve only been on the trapeze) with the Ovo, man on the moon, and two variations on the mermaid. Also learned the inverted planche and straddle mount (as opposed to the pike) on static. Awesome.
Then swinging trapeze class! Coach gave us horse wraps (padding for our feet!) which turned out to be incredibly awesome! No more random rope burns from ankle hangs! Apparently got the jitters out of my system in static class, so swinging was a lot less tense and sweaty than it usually is. Got my hop off on the first try, and learned the full angel sequence. Also worked on releasing into my knee hang because I fell off (we’re harnessed so no biggie) doing it in my first class and since then I’ve had issues letting go (haha)
Then trekked up the hill to SFU Burnaby for the Rowing Team’s no pants pub night. 
gave $10 instead of $5 at the front door…with the caveat that nobody would try to twist my rubber arm into drinking…(once I start it’s kind of hard to stop) and so stuck with my diet coke and lime. Which is super awesome because I’m going to be totally functional and less fat (so many calories in alcohol) tomorrow!
And now because I’m home and decently caffeinated and well socialized and adrenalized from all that trapezery and headache free to boot, I’m going to go work through a bunch of MAX/MSP tutorials and try to figure out how the hell I’m going to build my final project for sound design class.
12:27am. It has been a really good day, even if the first half of it was wasted feeling ill. This rambling post has been brought to you by WordPress for iPhone.
Feb 24, 2012 – How Much Do You Love Me?
24 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Being a Woman, Books, Funny, Love and Marriage Tags: Alec Greven, ellen, how to talk to girls, love, Marriage, romance, twenty
When I get all sorts of intensely angsty and emotional and what-am-i-doing-with-my-life-i-am-useless for no reason other than oh hai, TOM, Steve sets my head on straight:
B: “How much do you love me?”
S: “Twenty.”
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S: “If money didn’t exist, what would you be doing?”
B: “I dunno…”
S: “Would you be doing what you’re doing now?”
B: “Probably.”
S: “Then you’re doing the right thing.”
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In other news, guess what I bought yesterday?
How to Talk to Girls by Alec Greven
How to Talk to Girls, by Alec Greven is a fantastic look at the finer points of romance filtered through the wisdom of a nice normal 8 year old boy, and contains all sorts of hints and tips for getting that perfectly regular girl you’ve always dreamed of.
If you haven’t seen it yet, here’s the brilliant YouTube video of the author himself describing the work:
And here he is on The Ellen Show:
Love it. 
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Feb 19, 2012 – Womanism is Confusing and Traumatic
19 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
in Being a Woman, Dreams, headache & migraine Tags: advil, birth control, dreams, fatigue, headache, migraine, pms, womanism
Womanism is confusing and traumatic.
In this quest to decrease the incidence of migraine, I am now off hormonal birth control.
Ovulation was weird.
Retaining water is weird.
Now I am super hungry and unable to stick to my diet.
Woke up with a vague fuzzy head/neck ache today.
Dreamt like crazy: at a random stuff exchange, I traded for a personal rain machine, which was voted the most useless invention of the year but one I thought was pretty awesome. When was the last time you really enjoyed a good drenching cold rain? I never do, but in this dream I did. I really did. I destroyed other people’s electronics, flooded every room I was in, and had a grand old time.
Couldn’t get out of bed till 11am.
It didn’t go away and just got worse.
Finally decided to cut it with 2XS Advil in the afternoon.
This time it worked. Thank goodness.
My limbs feel so heavy like they’re about to fall off.
And the whole super emotionally sensitive crying at stuff thing is starting.
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Day 2 of Being Husbandless
22 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
in Being a Woman, House and Home, Love and Marriage
No, nothing catastrophic happened. He’s just away on a weekend trip with the boys. But it has been interesting to see what happens when I am allowed to revert to what I am, away from an other.
I have sat around at home.
I haven’t done the dishes.
I haven’t talked much.
I only cook what I want, when I want.
I…really need to shower.
Good God it’s lonely.
So he’ll be back today and I’m sure he’ll have many fun stories to tell (and some that can probably never be told). And I’ll miss my weekend of bachelorettedom. But there will be another time. Perhaps next time I’ll even go do something productive.
So to each one of you reading this, I wish you an other, a someone:
Someone who inspires you every day.
Someone you wake up with each morning.
Someone you can wake up before each morning.
Someone you can wake up when they’re late for work.
Someone who gives good hugs.
Someone who is kind to you.
Someone who makes cool stuff.
Someone who is always excited to tell you about the cool stuff he/she is making.
Someone whom you can talk to.
Someone with whom you can be sad.
Someone with whom you can be what nobody else knows you are.
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