January 2009
62 posts
Breakfast
-3 hard boiled eggs (whites only)
-Apple sauce with grapes
-Oatmeal with raisins and granola
-Green tea
-Visions of my post-holiday body on the beaches of Mexico in two weeks, and a size 4 bridesmaid dress I have to fit into in April.
I bought. And ate. =( Whimper. →
Running on Snow and Ice
I’m about to brave the snowy sidewalks of DC and decided to look up some pointers first: (via)
Choose fresh snow over ice or packed snow. You will get better traction on fresh snow and reduce the chance for slipping. Watch out for snow-covered cracks and holes in the road.
Shorten your running stride and keep your feet lower to the ground. You will run more efficiently and reduce the...
Obesity 'Virus' Spreads Like Common Cold,... →
wtf
New car vent...
Okay normally I don’t get that worked up about protocol, but all of this just seems so silly to me and I’d love some input.
Just bought a car and am going through the routine title, registration, and tag work, yadda, yadda, yadda. Fine. Normal.
However, I recently noticed that every other car in DC has front license plates on display. I’ve only owned cars in...
Researching Clinical Psych PhD programs...
makes me feel soooo anxious. My heart literally starts to beat a little faster.
Such a long way to go.
We’re meant to lose the people we love, how else would we know how important...
– Benjamin Button (via frangry)
A formal introduction.
havent-got-a-prayer:
Hello, I am Mike. I write far better than I speak. I come off as more confident than I actually am. I contradict myself at times, and change my mind far too often. I make more mistakes in a day than I can count and I spend quite a bit of time just thinking. I dream of love and revenge and puzzle pieces coming together. I am certainly no saint, but I am trying to be a...
Where have you been?
When a patient utters those words, mixed emotions crawl within my body. Validation. Guilt. Tenderness. The feeling of being needed.
This is the reason I’m in this field. And it’s also the reason I get tired and feel badly when I take leave. I imagine it’s the same feeling a mother gets when she just needs a vacation. But what better feeling than another human missing you,...
Inaugural Poem
Praise Song For the Day Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others’ eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair. Someone is...
Washington Post "Definitions" Contest
Here is the Washington Post’s Mensa Invitational, which once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.
The winners are:
1. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
2. Ignoranus: A person who’s both...
I understand now why I didn't have a car in NYC...
Parking sucks (although I really lucked out and found a space only a few blocks from my friend Dana’s place).
Drivers don’t believe in lanes.
People are running amok in the streets. I felt like I was one of the automobiles in Frogger. Seriously. Pedestrians pop out of nowhere.
Driving across town, large trucks and taxis like to stop and go about business in the middle of...
Ugh...
SMITTEN.
That is all.
Dear Tourists...
rooseter:
Via Washington Post:
Dear Visiting Tourist:
Please stand on the right.
It is hard to properly convey how important that will be for your time here for the inauguration, so please just comply. When you are on a Metro escalator, boarding a Metro train or doing anything remotely affiliated with the transit authority’s symbol, then please stand single file on the right and pass on the...
I was just reflecting on today and the people that are important to me. I hope...
– DP
All 155 safe after pilot ditches jet in NYC river →
Damn birds.
I'm so much more fun...
when I’m emotionally volatile.
Right now I feel so stable and serene and content.
And damn it my creativity is suffering because of it.
My friend Marc is an amazing writer...
and an amazing person to boot.
And here is some proof:
Where are you? I am here, now. Standing on the 22nd floor, on the tallest building in all of the Bronx. Legs shoulder width apart. Arms form triangles as my hands grip my hips. I am facing west, on a balcony that is tightly sequestered with a fishnet to disperse the counting crows. Due north lies Yonkers, the doorway to Westchester,...
I just ordered three copies...
of the book Common Errors in English Usage by Paul Brians.
I posted the website yesterday, and I have not been able to stop browsing it since.
I shall give one copy to my mother (who was an English major and whose birthday is at the end of January), keep a copy for myself, and hand the third copy to the next person who says something that really irks me.
Common Errors in English Usage →
I just drank two gin martinis...
and when I got home, I popped a root beer barrel candy into my mouth. And I’m not talking about the small A&W kind… no… I started sucking on the large generic brand (get your mind out of the gutter).
I thought, “Hmm… I’m home alone. And if I were to choke on this, no one would be here to save me. Probably not best to hard candy after happy...