randomness
"I try to take life one day at a time;
sometimes, however, several days attack me all at once."
Winter Reading:
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
by Anne Brontë
Vanity Fair
by William Thackarey
Camilla
by Fanny Burney
Haunted
by Meg Cabot
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August 9
hot fire
If you're hot fire, this means you probably:
* are extremely boy/girl crazy
* love a challenge and the thrill of the chase
* can be very flirtatious
* are pretty confident most of the time
* can be nasty if you don't get your way
* have a serious jones for some lip-service
* have no problem letting people know how you feel about them
* believe that humour and love should go hand in hand
Confident and out-spoken, no one would ever call you shy. But you do have a soft center. People sometimes find you hard to fathom: one minute you're as sweet as pie and the next you're a naughty, foot stamping terror. But, hey, that's just part of your charm, right?
in love: If you come across someone you like the look of, there's no way they're not going to notice you. You'll do everything in your power to grab their attention. You won't embarrass anyone, though, you're far to considerate for that. But you'll make damn sure you get exactly what you're after.
watch out: In love, you're impatient and impetuous and sometimes forget that it takes two to make a relationship really work. Apart from that, you're fabulous, amusingly unpredictable, exciting company.
advice: Ease up on that image of yours and loosen up a bit, be yourself. It might be just what you need to catch that special someone's eye.
hot fire leo: You are very good at getting your way, especially in romance. Once you decide who and what you want, there's no stopping you.
perfect match: hot fire and hot air
courtesy of She's Crafty
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name: eva
location: boston
sun sign: leo
rising sign: sagitarrius
moon sign: scorpio
favorite word: lascivious
favorite beer: Magic Hat
current favorite poet: Mark Doty
current obsessions:
mr. darcy's pants
kyle's baby blues
classic movies
ruffles sour cream & cheddar chips
five must reads:
Pride and Prejudice
by Jane Austen
Ramona Forever
by Beverly Cleary
A Wrinkle in Time
by Madeleine L'Engle
To Kill a Mockingbird
by Harper Lee
The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
by Anne Brontë
five movie favorites:
Laura, The Birds,
Sixteen Candles,
Amelie, Sliding Doors
five music favorites:
"In a Little While" by U2,
"No Woman No Cry"
by Bob Marley, "Two of Us"
by The Beatles,
"Better Man" by Pearl Jam,
"Nada" by Juanes
current theme song:
"Soak up the Sun"
by Sheryl Crow
previous theme songs:
"83" by John Mayer
"Driftwood" by Travis
favorite Ben & Jerry's flavor:
Chocolate Fudge Brownie
current celebrity
fun fuck:
Gregory Smith
places I have been:
Buenos Aires, Edinburgh,
London, Lesser Antilles,
New York, Puerto Rico,
Tampa, York
places I want to see:
Barcelona, Dublin,
Florence, New Mexico
New Orleans, Prague,
Sydney, Venice, Vienna
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Friday, January 16, 2004
Almost a year. It's amazing how time flies. And how different I am now from who I was then.
Word of the day: Mutable comment
2:31 PM
Wednesday, February 26, 2003
I've inexplicably decided to update. Not for any other reason than to waste time I suppose.
It might help if I had something interesting of which to ramble about. But really I've spent all day in a semi-comatose state as I evaluate corrections to a journal of biostatistics. Let me tell you something, if anything, people who study biostatistics are nuts, biostatistics are boring. They are even boring when you aren't really reading them. Sigh.
Word of the day: biostatistics comment
4:56 PM
Monday, August 19, 2002
Compared to K, my co-worker, my desk always seems pristine. It's as if I weren't really doing work. Not so today. Suddenly I've been inundated with paper from a series of manuscripts with which I am supposed to consolidate corrections onto one single set. Sounds complicated. It isn't really. It's just a lot of paper and a lot of scribbling with a red pen. A well. At least I look like I'm working now.
Went over to T's house last night and it was just so nice. We sat around on his bed and read and wrote and occasionally chatted about what we were thinking, and it was absolutely the best time. I love how we can just be together and be ourselves completely without worrying about what the other person is thinking or what we must seem to them. Because with T, I know he understands me completely. I have no doubts, because I understand him as well. In a way I've never understood anyone before.
Word of the day: inundated
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4:09 PM
Saturday, August 17, 2002
Crazy times indeed. I barely had time to breathe this week, and before I knew it, the week was over. Although there were some moments during that I thought did last forever. Like my lousy mood on Monday, coupled with the horrible heat, the trip to Dartmouth, NH on Tuesday and then more horrible heat, and finally the insane commute from hell on the Orange Line on Friday. Whoever flung himself on the tracks during rush hour, isn't receiving my sympathy, nor is the MBTA, as they are incompetent idiots, who have no clue what they're doing! Sorry about that folks. Needed to bare my chest.
Saw "Possession" with A yesterday. And having hated the book with a particular passion (I mean, someone could have warned me that it would be like studying for a class I neither signed on to take nor was at all interested in. Victorian poetry makes me shudder, I mean I like Browning, but I can do without his "Andrea del Sarto"'s), but yeah, I loved it. It was the perfect abridgement for the story, and I loved the tension. I mean, Victorians are all about sexual tension, so much repression. This movie did a great job with that. In my opinion of course. And Aaron Eckhart, what a dream. I think he's replacing Josh Hartnett.
Word of the day: repression
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6:35 PM
Monday, August 12, 2002
What a wonderful weekend! I just want to say "thank you' to everyone who made my birthday such a special and on-going event. You know who you are!
Word of the day: busy
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11:09 AM
Thursday, August 08, 2002
I woke up this morning with the word concomitance in my head. Which is all well and good. Until I realized I wasn't sure what it meant. Luckily, T has his trusty American Heritage on hand at all times, so I looked through it to discover that it meant "occurrence or existence together or in connection with one another." For some reason I found this vaguely disquieting to wake to. Perhaps it is the amount of time I am spending with T, it has made me realize that for all my purported independence, there is no way you can go through life without making connections. And these connections come to mean so much. I don't know what's more troubling. The fact that there is no way to go through life without making these connections and being concomitant to something else. Or that there are people who feel like they have gone through life without making these connections. Donne had it right. There is no such thing as an island. And if you find yourself on one, believe me I know, you are constantly trying to find your way off it.
Last night I had an absolute blast. Just a bunch of us Emersonians (current and former) gathering together at the good ol' Tam. Good music, alcohol, and excellent conversation (even if they have to be sustained while yelling) are really all you need. Well, that and love I supose. After all, you can't forget the Beatles.
I believe I'm being more random than usual. Alas, it's 5:45 and I have no idea why I haven't left the office yet. Perhaps it's just the thought of avoiding the terrible train ride home. Hee. Diligence has nothing to do with it!
Word of the day: concomitance
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5:44 PM
Wednesday, August 07, 2002
Took the week off from the self-deprecation and over-analysis. It was a nice break. Not that I'd been feeling too badly. Quite the opposite in fact, I'm feeling great. Lovely and amazing. That's what my life feels like at the moment. And believe me I'm reveling. A part of me can't help but think that it won't last.
My birthday is on Friday and I absolutely can't wait. There's just something so exciting about celebrating another year of life. Some people have issues with aging, but I think that's pointless. Maybe it's because I've been close to death twice, maybe it's because I can't bring myself to get worked up over a number, but birthdays are nothing but fun in my mind. And I intend to have the best time on mine.
Word of the day: celebrating
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1:02 PM
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