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Nov. 16th, 2012

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Adios! Y tambein, Hola mexicanos! Lo siento para mi espanol terrible y mis padres avergonzadaos

Heading to Mexico tomorrow morning. With 6 books and more clothes than I need, but hey, what else is new? 

After 8.3 years of Spanish lessons, in a family of francophiles, Mexico is a bit of a challenge. People always expect you to talk to the locals, who are actually fluent in English. 

But on the bright side, I've gotten very good at saying when asked, "Oh, hablas espanol?" "A little" (un pocco) and also "Every time we come to Mexico my fill in the blank thinks i am better than i actually am"

But when I say that, I'm pretty sure that my grammar is incorrect. 

Nov. 15th, 2012

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So. Much. Baking.

It is unquestionable that bake sales are one of the best ways to raise money for charities when done at a school. The men and women  (and man-children) I go to school with certainly like their sweets. But why on earth did I volunteer to make puppy chow? 

That stuff is messy. It makes a mess of your (or in this case my mother's) kitchen. And then it sells out within the first 10 minutes, never mind that you made 30 freaking bags. So then you make more. And more. And wonder if the smell of peanut butter will ever leave your nose. 

Anyway, melodrama aside, we did manage to raise a lot of money for the IJM, a charity that helps fight modern slavery. So it was a job well done, and the hassle was worth it. 

Nov. 13th, 2012

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Thanksgiving Reading

Nothing like being trapped in a small confined space with no one but your family for company to prompt you to read. Granted, my flight is only going to be around 4 hours but I can definitely get through a book in that time. And then I have a week on the beach. 

I plan to read these books in this order. 

1. Catch-22 -Joeseph Heller
2. The Stranger- Albert Camus
3. The Informer- Liam O'Flagherty
4. State of Wonder -Ann Pratchett
5. The Commoner - John Burnham Schwartz
6. The Dream of Scipio - Iain Pears

I think I will post reviews after I finish them. At least for the books I finish. 

Nov. 12th, 2012

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We Need To Talk

Wow. Hi internet, its been a while. 

See the thing is, I'm just not sure about our relationship right now. Where I once happily frolicked/surfed on your virtual waves, recently I have been far less available to you. I used to read a shitload of fanfiction, but now can't bring myself to spend the time reading badly written stuff in an effort to find the well-written stuff. Not to mention writing it. 

Because lets be honest. My stuff was mostly crap. 

And the kittens. Lets talk about the kittens internet. Actually, lets not. It's too embarrassing. 

Back to the reading-stuff-on-the-internet-rant. I feel like all the time that I spent reading fanfiction, even the good stuff, was time I could have spent reading literature. In the past year I think I have only read around 10 books that classify as literature that I wasn't assigned in class. And that's ridiculous. 

When I was a kid, I read a book every few days. And while I didn't have nearly as many essays or even know what the word midterm meant, I don't think that the amount of free time I have is really that different. 

So I think we need to take a break. I'll still check my email and facebook. I will still use you to look stuff up. I think I will actually spend more time on livejournal. But I think that we should spend less time together. 

Thanks for being so understanding. I hope we can still be friends. 

Nov. 8th, 2011

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Writer's Block: Instant replay

If you could only listen to one song the rest of your life what would it be?
"You Shouldn't Be Here" by Damien Rice(Best Songwriter/Singer in the world!)

Oct. 13th, 2011

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How Hawthorne Melted My Brain

So. The Scarlet Letter. Good Book. Not the best or anything, and I don't need to be hit over the head with symbolism to understand it, but considering that novels were still kind of in the pioneering stage here in the good 'ole US of A, I can appreciate that it was, for it's time, quite brilliant. 

So to hear a group of my classmates rhapsodize for 30 minutes about how.....

"Like, I  agree, and like, also, like...Oh wait, I like, forgot what I was going to say. Oh! Right! Like, since Pearl is like, light and dark and truth and stuff, and she's like, in the forest, and it's like, also light and dark. *Waits a beat* Oh, and like, there's a quote about how the sunlight like,  touches Hester."

I wanted to do harm to myself and/or small innocent fluffy animals (disclaimer: NOT REALLY)

And then my brain melted. Thanks. 

Sep. 22nd, 2011

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My freakish technology incompetence.......

Testing, testing.......