Sunday, August 29, 2010

Class Scheduling 101

So y'all, I have a really embarrassing story about my first day of class, which was on Thursday.

Just some background before I begin: I always make myself a pretty, colored schedule on Excel instead of just using the one on Tele-BEARS, our registration system. So the classrooms I have printed on that schedule are the ones I go to.

I go to my last class of the day: History of Germany from Bismark to WWI. I sit in the room while a bunch of freshmen natter away, excitedly introducing themselves because this whole thing is still novel to them (awwww, adorable!). I just sit there, quietly*, because I kinda don't want to be there, as it's already 3:30 and this class won't end until 5.

Finally, the professor walks in. She sets her stuff down on the podium, and opens a window.

"Welcome to Intro to Feminist Theory."

Oh. Shit.

*Hahahha, quietly. I know, right?

Friday, August 27, 2010

School's out for never

School has started. I haven't died. Yet.

But looking at my schedule, it's only a matter of time.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Don't panic

School starts Thursday (Thursday?! What happened to the remaining days of summer?!) and I am totally running around like a chicken with its head cut off right now. I have to pack because for my three days home right now, because I'm going straight to the airport after my all-day, day 2 of my leadership retreat tomorrow. And I'm not flying back until the last flight on Wednesday night, basically cutting it as close as possible to make my life super easy.

But you know what? Laura just texted me, and were going to the beach on Tuesday. How lovely. It's the little things, after all.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Are you sure it's plugged in?

I'm really addicted to The IT Crowd right now.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Broomball & the road to Sweden

So last night/early this morning, I went to play broomball with Mikko, Kimberly, and John Yang. (And I invited Sam fifteen minutes before we had to start for good measure.) I don't think I've ever had so much fun or been so unafraid of falling on my ass, which I only did once, amazingly. The only downside to broomball is that I used to muscle that have been long neglected and now I am SO SORE and a bit tired because I went to bed at 3:30 a.m. and got up around 10.

So sore and tired, in fact, that I fell asleep in the middle of Scatagories at Michelle's Going Away to Sweden party. But! I was still awake for most of it! Wherein we had an excellent time playing Mafia and Pictophone and Charades and walking around the nearby school and eating cupcakes frosted with Swedish flags. I wish I had brought my camera so I could show you pictures of the cupcakes, which were truly works of art. And speaking of works of art, Michelle drew a Dark Mark on my forearm.

Sweet, right? I know you're jealous. It says "Voldemort and Quirrel BFF 4 ever".

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Coca-Cola are assholes

The Dark Side of Vitamin Water:

Now here's something you wouldn't expect. Coca-Cola is being sued by a non-profit public interest group, on the grounds that the company's vitaminwater products make unwarranted health claims. No surprise there. But how do you think the company is defending itself?

In a staggering feat of twisted logic, lawyers for Coca-Cola are defending the lawsuit by asserting that "no consumer could reasonably be misled into thinking vitaminwater was a healthy beverage."

You know, I remember back in high school, asking my friend Amelia why she bothered to spend so much extra money on Vitamin Water, when it was clearly just juice, and she seemed to believe that all the extra vitamins somehow counterbalanced that. So maybe I should testify for the plaintiff in this lawsuit? Or maybe Amelia is just dumb.

Monday, August 9, 2010

Potato chips on fire

Today, I have a story about our downstairs neighbors.

So in case I never mentioned (which I might not have), we moved to a new place. A really nice place, where we have the top two stories of a three story house. But Arielle, you might say, why would you ever want to leave such a tiny apartment that had such a great entertainment value crazy girl upstairs? Well, as it turns out, our new neighbors are shaping up to be about equal!

So last Thursday we were getting ready to go out for Sam's birthday, when they rang our doorbell and asked us if there was smoke coming from our house. Why would there be smoke coming from our house? we asked in return.

Oh, because they smelled and saw smoke in their house, and they were wondering if it was coming FROM UPSTAIRS instead of, I don't know, THEIR HOUSE.

We went to check anyway, even though we were up in the kitchen (which is on the top floor) and the only place we could smell smoke was downstairs, near our door, which is connected to their kitchen. So we suggested maybe the smoke was coming from their kitchen, which it was.

But that's not all.

No, not only did they not realize that smoke was coming from their kitchen, they couldn't figure out that it was coming from a bag of potato chips that they had put in a broiler because they thought it was a cabinet. And even better? They put the chips there because one of their housemates had been eating too many chips, so they were hiding them from her.

Oh lord, they are going to burn our house down.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Shabby Apple Giveaway

So, as if I needed another website to spend money on, right? But I just found Shabby Apple and homaigawsh, it is amazing. I've spent all morning browsing; I already have twelve things on my wishlist. I have a funny feeling that a good portion of all the money I make this year is going to end up going right into the pockets of whoever owns this website.

Plus, Work It, Berk is having a Shabby Apple Giveaway! So head on over there to enter at your chance to win a free item of your choice. (I choose this dress, in anticipation of being a real, grown-up working professional. Which might not be for awhile, but I can always pretend.)

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Marriage is so gay

Yesterday, a federal judge declared that Prop 8 was unconstitutional.

I would celebrate, only I know better. I know that the backlash will continue, just a reinforcement of the backlash that got Prop 8 on the ballot in the first place.

It's a sad, crazy, hateful world we live in. I wish that weren't true, but it is.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

The Savage Detectives

Page 172, originally uploaded by sappycoldplaywhore.

"When the whole civilized world disappears Mexico will keep existing, when the planet vaporizes or disintegrates, Mexico will still be Mexico."

I'm almost done with this book. It has been really wonderful so far! It's about a fictional literary movement called the visceral realists and its founders Arturo Belano (the author's alter ego) and Ulises Lima (the author's friend's alter ego) and traces their lives through Mexico, Europe, the Middle East, and Africa and their search for the poetess Cesárea Tinajero. It's all quite complicated and verbose and confusing and I've always been rubbish at writing reviews of things that are good, so suffice to say that you should read it if you like interesting books.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Wherein we abuse the Safeway parking lot

Kimberly and I went to Fort Mason for the Renegade Craft Fair, where I spent far too much money. Anyway, we couldn't find any parking inside the Fort, so we parked at the Safeway across the street. But we bought some olives from the olive bar and a bag of chips to assuage our guilt and justify our rule-breaking. But hey, we didn't get towed, so it must have been morally justifiable. I mean, parking is expensive. We are but poor college students. Next time we will take the bus. Lesson learned.

And we made ourselves a delicious dinner! Spaghetti with cherry tomatoes and spinach, with a side of garlic bread.

It might look fancy*, but really all you have to do is cook the pasta, sauté some garlic in olive oil then add the spinach then the tomatoes once the spinach wilts, and pour into the cooked pasta. For the garlic bread, mash some garlic, mix it with butter, spread it on bread then fry for a minute or so in the same sauté pan. Easy, and amazingly delicious. Kimberly and I are going to make ourselves fat, we make such delicious things when we cook together.

*no it doesn't