I stole this from a facebook group.  It' kind of long, and I abbreiviated some of the later portions, but it made my heart soar.  A couple of these I'm slightly too young for; for others I think I'm actually too old.  But wow.


You're a 90's kid if:

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"

You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"
You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.
You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"
You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
You remember reading "Goosebumps"
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"
You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You danced to "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)
You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...
Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.
Captain Planet.
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.
When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who............and still all ended up being Tommy.
You remember when Super Nintendo became popular.
You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"
"I've fallen and I can't get up"
You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates
Two words... Trapper Keeper.
You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide
You wore socks over leggings scrunched down
"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE
he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players
You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool
You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"
You played and/or collected "Pogs"
You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere
You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles
NANCY DREW AND THE HARDY BOYS WERE THE BEST MYSTERY BOOKS
Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank"brand.

You remember when the new Beanie Babies were always sold out.

You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.

You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"

Posted by Trailhobbit at 10:35 AM EDT

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So being the resourcful girl that I am, I found a solution to two problems at once.  With no iPod to tempt me away from it, doing reading on the elliptical is much more inviting.  It's more interesting that whatever's on TV.  And look!  I'm being productive!

Still feeling nervous about life, but a bit better.  I got into Phi Beta Kappa and Possible romance looms, maybe, vaguely. 

Wouldn't it be great if the Dems could win back both houses?

Posted by Trailhobbit at 7:24 AM EDT

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand my iPod died. 

... 

This is the second one I've gone through.  This makes me think it's not the iPods, it's me.  I must be abusing them.  Clearly the full-sized ones are not made for my badass lifestyle.  I should get a mini.

But in the meantime, how am I supposed to work out?  

 GAH.

I need a hug.  And a good workout.  Which is now impossible.

Posted by Trailhobbit at 8:55 PM EDT

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I can't for the life of me focus.

I'm going into soul-search self-doubt mode already and it's less than a month into the term.  It's that goddamn personal statement.

I wish I were in a poetry class.

I need to stop eating cupcakes.

Sorry for being emo. 

Posted by Trailhobbit at 7:01 PM EDT

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UCSB, by virtue of my Directed Research and Richard's almighty influence, is becoming a valid contender for my academic heart (though if I have to choose now, UCLA still owns my soul).  Too bad the SB application pulls the PC Disadvantages and Challenges card:

"Personal Achievements/Contributions: UC Santa Barbara is interested in a diverse and inclusive graduate student population. Please describe any aspects of your personal background, accomplishments, or achievements that you feel are important in evaluating your application for graduate study. For example, please describe if you have experienced economic challenges in achieving higher education, such as being financially responsible for family members or dependents, having to work significant hours during undergraduate schooling or coming from a family background of limited income. Please describe if you have experienceed educational disadvantages such as matriculation in a school with poor financial or curricular support, having a physical or mental
disability or coming from a family with limited access to higher education. Please describe if you have any unusual or varied life experiences that might contribute to the diversity of the graduate group, such as fluency in other languages, experience living in bicultural communities, academic research interests focusing on cultural, societal, or educational problems as they affect underserved segments of society, or evidence of an intention to use the doctoral degree toward serving disadvantaged individuals or populations."

I actually think I may be able to work with the last part a little bit.  I believe that archaeology has an obligation to incoporate and educate the public, which in Peru's case is mostly underserved.  After all, it is their cultural history.  But it's stretching it.  Reeeally stretching it. 

Also, I love how the title of the essay is "Personal Acheivements/ Contributions," which makes it seem like something anyone could come up with, when they really should call it "So You Think You're Diverse?" I don't think "I have a lot of gay friends,"  "My gardeners are Mexican," or "I am the first person in my immediate family to attend an Ivy League university for undergraduate studies" will do the trick.

Maybe between now and then I'll go deaf.  

Posted by Trailhobbit at 10:54 PM EDT

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Bill Clinton is awesome.

*le sigh*

WHATTHEHELLISWRONGWITHEVERYBODYELSE???

Posted by Trailhobbit at 7:22 PM EDT

Updated: Saturday, September 23, 2006 7:24 PM EDT

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I ditched the first Climate Campaign and YSEC meetings.  I felt like I had a real excuse to drop out of everything when I was planning on finishing my thesis this fall, but now I just feel like a lazy senior. :)   The truth is, I am working hard, but nothing is going to stop me from procrastinating and I just have to allow time for that.  I am involved with the UU group on campus, which has expanded through the awesomeness of Scott's recruiting to 15 people from 5.  We're hiking to East Rock for a picinic tomorrow in celebration of the equinox, which actually isn't 'til Saturday, but whatever. Some of the freshmen are really hardcore.  And in general, this freshman class is very attractive.  I am often amazed when I venture onto Old Campus at the number of genuinely hot individuals.  Then I remember they were born in 1988.  ><

My schedule is finalized.  I love Complex Societies - the Burger/McIntosh dynamic duo is formidable and fun.  Plus, Chris Milan from San Jose de Moro is in the class, which is just plain surreal.  There's still some kind of awkward chemistry between us, which I'm planning on ignoring entirely.  He was totally watching me drawing in my notebook yesterday. "You're really into manga, aren't you?" he commented.  "You could say that," I smiled. I'm glad Luis Jaime gave me the heads up that Chris would be at Yale, because otherwise I might have plain flipped out when I saw him.

Applying for NSF funding is kind of a pain.  Fortunately, my suitemates are doing it too.  Not that I wish pain upon them, but you get the idea. Reading the application guide threw me for a loop with its appeal to the world-saving crowd. In addition to "Intellectual Merit," the second criterion upon which awards are based is "Broader Impacts:"

The broader impacts criterion includes contributions that (1) effectively integrate research and education at all levels, infuse learning with the excitement of discovery, and assure that the findings and methods of research are communicated in a broad context and to a large audience; (2) encourage diversity, broaden opportunities, and enable the participation of all citizens-women and men, underrepresented minorities, and persons with disabilities-in science and research; (3) enhance scientific and technical understanding; and (4) benefit society. Applicants may provide characteristics of their background, including personal, professional, and educational experiences, to indicate their potential to fulfill the broader impacts criterion. 

What exactly is that about?  I'm just going to grad school, folks. Nothing more.

Finally, am I the only one who's actively missing the spinach?

Posted by Trailhobbit at 12:19 PM EDT

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Apparently, the number one movie this week is The Covenant, which I had never heard of until I saw its abysmal rating at Rotten Tomatoes.  It's not that unusual for a truly bad film to dip below the 20% mark, butI  had never seen a movie with a 2% rating before.  Certainly not one that people are actually seeing.  As any lover of sarcastic wit knows, reviews of awful movies are delightful to read, and the format of Tomatoes, which highlights a one-line soundbite from every reviewer's take, provided me with all I need to know about The Covenant:

 "Anyone with half a brain is clearly not this movie's target audience." -Boston Globe

"Essentially, Covenant is about young, wet, 'CW' ready underwear models running around hurling 'magical' gelatin blobs at each other while they compete for screentime with their own abs." -Efilmcritic.com

"This inane film is definitely a wayward canine in need of an animal-control officer."  - Mountain XPress

"This sort of thing might work as a desperation rental -- like if you've been injected with poison and must keep watching incredibly lame movies or die."  -E! Online

"Movies like this are why we have eyelids."  - Globe and Mail

"It's super lame."  - New York Times 

And that's just the beginning of the fun -- reading the whole review both contextualizes these quips and multiplies them.   I feel sorry for Victoria Alexander, of FilmsInReview.com, the single thumbs up in the bunch.  Her tepid and rather incoherent endoresement of the film almost feels apologetic and hinges on an allegory which seems not to exist only in the reviewer's own mind.   Forget the film itself; this, my friends, is good entertainment.

Posted by Trailhobbit at 1:56 PM EDT

Updated: Saturday, September 16, 2006 2:29 PM EDT

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