Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I, Too, Am Bitter About Having Sat Through Evan Almighty

I was ridiculously excited about NBC coming back on iTunes, because there's no tv like portable tv. Then I realized they raised the price of every episode by a dollar. I swear, when it comes time to buy household appliances, I will not buy GE out of spite. I don't care if the other brand's washing machine is gyrating ominously even on the showroom floor, signalling a lifelong battle of haggling with repairmen; I still wont' buy GE.

In the meantime, I've been reduced to catching glimpses of Steve Carrell on youtube.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Also, There Are No Monsters in Math, Or Chickens. Just Fractions.

Why music is better than math: you only have to know how to count to four:

It looks like I can't rely on monsters to help me get a public health degree, though.

Monday, September 22, 2008

A Brief Return to Normalcy

Sometime last week after I took the GREs but before I met with the Brazilians, NIH, and about everyone else under the sun, the Object of My Affection asked piteously, "When are we going to get back to normal?" The answer (although met with a look askance) was to hold on until next week.

Now that next week has arrived, I realize I have only five more days to prepare for a site assessment to Peru.

I'm starting to think that the hustle and bustle of grad school + work won't die down until I have a new diploma to stash in my underwear drawer (the current location of my degree).

The good news is, sooner or later, we all work out how to adapt.

P.S. Toot toot on the Goo horn. I schooled my GREs; I'm ridiculously happy I don't have to take them again. I've already begun the demathematizing process to forget all of the number related crap I learned. Fractornators my ass. Did you know there's actually something called a factorial? I thought that was made up. In any case, much bigger than my sense of relief is my supreme psychedness about applying to grad school. I didn't expect that to be the result. After I took the LSATs, the thought of going to law school seemed like a chore. But I can't wait to get into my applications, personal statements, and the like - and the worst part is, I'm not even kidding. Somehow, this seems like the right choice...

Friday, September 19, 2008


Friday, September 05, 2008

All This Time, I've Been Saving My Money Like a Chump

It looks like the Object and I aren't the only ones trying to make the move to home ownership. But it looks like Schmoopums McKitty needs to start pulling his weight in the whole process, since cats are evidently better at playing the real estate market. No more kibble for kitty until he starts squatting at least a roof deck for us.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

This Ain't Bobby's World

But judging by Sarah Palin's voice you'd think so, since her voice sounds uncannily like the mom from that show. I can't stand her, and I most certainly did not appreciate her pep-rally caliber speech, and she most certainly does not get my vote for student council.

I do not like that woman.

Happily, neither do the Republicans, it would seem.


I double-dog dare anyone to call Peggy Noonan a sexist to her face. Just let me be there when it happens.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008


Much like farmers, scandals don't stop for federal holidays.

Over the weekend, media outlets buzzed with a surprise statement from the McCain campaign that running mate Sarah Palin's unmarried, 17-year-old daughter is named Bristol. The scandal followed on the heels of the tragic reports that although it was initially believed that Palin's newborn son had been born with Down's Syndrome, later reports indicated that people had simply assumed the child was handicapped based his name, Trig. In its statement, the McCain campaign asked the media to respect the privacy of Palin's other children -- Track, Gymbag, and Litterbox.

But it wasn't just the Republicans who titillated scandalmongers over the weekend. Hearts around the country (or possibly just my neighborhood listserve) went out to Elizabeth Edwards, who evidently was cheated on not only by her husband, but also by DC Councilman Vincent Gray. According to a little-known and less-often read DC blog, "as all of America knows, Senator John Edwards cheated on his wife while she was battling cancer and so did DC City Council Chairman Vincent Gray."

In unrelated news, the nation continued its mockery of its capital's residents, who can't seem to figure out the wily ways of grammar.