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Why Death Sucks Parts 2 & 3

He Didn’t Get to Finish the Job

I’ll always be seen as a disappointment [to myself] in the eyes of my dad. Its pretty difficult not to glorify the dead, and its just as difficult to live up to their glorified standards.

I’ll always think that if my father had been around after the age of ten to raise me, teach me, push me, I would have ended up a much better person.


The Fact that it Can Get Better Makes it Worse

I’ve realized that after all these years I have two things to still hold on to:

  • The actual sense of loss. The loss means he was once here.

  • A bunch of bricks in Brooklyn.

Posted May 22, 2009
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Why Death Sucks

The Little Mermaid

One of the disney movies that my dad took me to.

We had gotten to the theater too early, and the current showing was maybe half over. So we walked around to wait it out. For some reason we were around Radio City Music Hall, and I must have said that I wanted to see The Christmas Show.

A short while later (maybe a couple of weeks) my dad took me to see The Christmas Show. I don’t remember any of the show though. I only remember any of this because I was so amazed that he remembered.

Posted May 11, 2009
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Crispix

So yesterday I bought a box of Crispix cereal. I remembered eating it all the time as a kid so I must have loved it. So I finally tried it again for the first time in years.

Wow. Its… amazing. Yes, I know it tastes like nothing, but its the best nothing ever.

Actually now that I think about it, it tastes just like Special K. Regardless, its delicious.

Posted April 22, 2009
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Words I Didn’t Write

So I’ve started a new baby project, called Words I Didn’t Write. It is a lyrics blog. A place for me to collect lyrics from songs that I like.

I always want to post lyrics on here or on my twitter, but I never did, because I knew that once I started, I’d never stop. So this seems like the idea solution. A place for me to post lyrics that I love that I just can’t get out of my head.

It won’t ever replace my blog. Its just… in addition to it.

In many ways it may end up being the most personal thing I do on the web. It also may end up being sad… many lyrics I love happen to be sad. It doesn’t mean that I’m sad, but sometimes sad songs are just so pretty.

So, yes. wordsididntwrite.com.

Little Changes

Its not terribly interesting, but I’ve made a couple of very little changes to the site…

  • I finally updated my install of Django from pre-1.0 to 1.0.2. Feels good! Though really anyone else shouldn’t notice any difference. I’m really starting to look forward to Django 1.1!

  • The tree branches that go all the way down the page on the left side now alternate colors… woo!

  • I’ve made site searching more thorough.

  • I’ve done a bit of re-organizing. I’ve finally gotten rid of the Swag section. I still have the Cinema section. However random reviews of other things (such as tv shows or random stuff) will still happen. Until I can think of a better section for it, they’ll just be regular articles that happen to have ratings.

Top Five Records

I used to have a little section on the site where I’d post my current favorite albums… I got rid of of it in the redesign in an effort to be as minimal as possible. So, for no particular reason, the top five albums I’ve had on heavy rotation lately…

You can find more of my recent musical loves on my last.fm. ;)

The Dyad Invasion

My Social Experimental Psychology class did our first “social experiment” Tuesday night, on “Dyad Invasions”. A dyad invasion being a person walking in between two people obviously talking to each other. Basically we stood on a New York City street in pairs, two-to-three feet apart, and spoke to each other for five minutes at a time, to see if people walking by would walk in between us or around us. Every five minutes we’d try a new spot. We had three spots outside on the street and three spots inside the university.

We had another girl sit a bit away to take count of the number of invasions. I was surprised by how many invasions we ended up having… the average was probably around four, but we had one instance outside of thirteen and an instance inside (when some classes had just ended) of twenty-three.

We may not have discovered anything too exciting, but at least trying to make small talk with a partner for 45 minutes helped pass the time in my four-hour class.

School Helps You Watch Television

So I have a terrible terrible final tomorrow. I’ve been studying a lot, or at least I’ve been trying to. So tonight I was taking a break and was watching a repeat of House because apparently repeats of House are my new addiction.

Anyway, at one point House asked the Team where fear was in the brain, and before Foreman answered I told him out loud “the central nucleus of the amygdala”. Right after I did, Foreman answered “the amygdala”. Now I actually understand much of the neurological terminology on the show. I guess this class was good for something.

Uselessness

Bird in the Supermaket

Bird in the Supermarket

I survived the short-answer half of my Physiological Psych test. Considering the fact that he gave us no real insight into what it would consist of, I’m pretty sure I did pretty well. Have a few essays to write for the second part by Friday… but I’m just relieved to be done with the first part.

So! As you might know, I’m a big fan of twitter. Today the guys at twitter were kind enough to offer me the username liz. When I first signed up a looong while ago, the username Liz was taken. However over the past several months the account has been dead, and they were nice enough to kill the account and offer it to me. This totally made my day (as silly as it is). So… go add me! Yay! :)

The new spiffy address is: http://twitter.com/liz/

Ah, Politics

So I’ve been pretty quiet lately. I think this is mostly because I really don’t want to talk about Politics here, and I think its something that is on everyone’s mind. However if you follow me on twitter I’m sure you’re pretty clear on my political views.

rewind /

twitter +-

Count the beats of your heart. And use city streets to break up cars. about 5 hours, 3 minutes ago

tumbling other tumbles +-
words i didn't write +-

you can’t get to heaven in your sunday best

when the night before they were calling it

your cocktail dress

(sleater-kinney)

flickr +-
last.fm +-
delicious +-