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Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Natalie Dee is the best webcomic ever.
I mean, this is the story of my life.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 10:29 PM EDT
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
And somewhere, a pig spreads its wings to fly...
Yes, that be me in the picture with the tattoo. No, it is not fake. Yes, I was afraid it would hurt like hell. No, it did not. Yes, I have been saying my whole life how I could never get a tattoo because I hate needles. No, I did not freak out in the studio. Yes, I went to a really safe place to get it done. (Studio Zee...on State Street. Not The Edge lol). No, I did not go alone. (Laura is my favorite!) Yes, I spent a lot of time thinking about it beforehand (read: July, as Robbie can testify). No, I have absoultely no regrets. Yes, I have told my parents. No, their heads didn't explode.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 9:06 AM EDT
Updated: Wednesday, October 11, 2006 9:17 AM EDT
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
oh SNAP!
Is that the Nazca Lines I see? Oh yes, folks, yes it is.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 9:25 PM EDT
Updated: Tuesday, October 10, 2006 9:26 PM EDT
Monday, October 9, 2006
Sunday, October 8, 2006
Brain broken.
Harvey Weiss (professor: Archaeologies of Empire) just will not stop saying the funniest things. In response to a recently published article claiming evidence for the earliest warfare in Mesopotamia, in the form of clay pellets that had apparently been thrown: "So...people were throwing clay at each other?? 'Take that, you bad person! Smack! Take that, here's my clay ball, bing! ' Well, look over there to the right. There's a huge mountain. Probably made of rock. It's a MOUNTAIN." In repsonse to someone's desire to write a paper on the Frankish empire: In response to someone's desire to write a paper on Rome: In response to someone's desire to write a paper on China: Harvey Weiss defines "eccentricity." I can't even type the very funniest things because without context and intonation they lose too much. You have to see the way he thrusts the book into his face (or is it the other way around?) when he gets excited searching for a passage. And you definitely have to hear him. Entertainment at its finest. *** Last night I dreamed I took "the GRE" (except it was a paper-based test in my bedroom for some reason) and completely ran out of time due to poor planning, and had to cancel my scores. Then I woke up and remembered I had already kicked the GRE's butt all the way to Houston. So what was I so afraid of failing? Oh yeah, life. The NSF application is eating me...a slow painful digestion in the acidic core of academic BS beauracracy. My fingernails look beautiful when painted, but underneath they are still messed up from Peru. Which, I imagine, will become a perennial greivance of mine. The new iPod should arrive soon. Yesterday I downloaded the world in anticipation. In other news, apparently there's an election next month. Meh. Wow, I've changed. I just meh'd an election. I guess I've decided I'm not really that good of a person, and I'm okay with that.
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at 10:42 PM EDT
Updated: Sunday, October 8, 2006 10:45 PM EDT
Saturday, October 7, 2006
Oh my...
Now Playing: MUSE ... O_O ... <3 ...How have I never listened to the band Muse before?
They're like, old school Radiohead, only heavier. And just... a little different. But delicious. I swear, the singer could stand in for Thom Yorke, whose voice I had hitherto believed without parallel. Wheeee!! *runs to download the world*
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 2:02 PM EDT
Wednesday, October 4, 2006
www.marriedtothesea.com
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at 10:37 AM EDT
Updated: Wednesday, October 4, 2006 10:37 AM EDT
Monday, October 2, 2006
Apocalypse Now ate my brain.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 4:41 PM EDT
Sunday, October 1, 2006
October...
I don't spend enough time thinking about October. Other months, more assertive ones tend to take all the attention. September, which approaches with chaos and fanfare yet dies without being noticed; December and January for their holidays, turning points and cold; March for its sheer badness, April for its cuelty and May for its joy. October is a subtle month, virtually devoid of landmarks -- as an adult, even Halloween becomes a day and not a season. And yet I've realized I think it is one of my very favorite months. No matter where you are in the world, it is probably beautiful in October.
Posted by Trailhobbit
at 6:07 PM EDT
Friday, September 29, 2006
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