Well, I was bewitched by J.K. Rowling by the "onicus more chaptericus" curse, and I finished the last couple hundred pages at 3:15. That is the latest I have stayed up since my over-nighter of winter finals. I think I have a problem. Between this and my obsessive watching of 24's first season (on dvd) I think I need to avoid reading/watching thrilling time consumers. Perhaps I should stick to books on cd.
Luckily, I can avoid giving anything away. Mostly because Jay finished reading it before I did, so we were able to discuss it this morning at breakfast, and I was able to get it all out. (Poor Jay... I'm not sure how he can keep it all in). All I will say is I was right about Snape.
36 more days!
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
37 more days!
That's all I really wanted to say. Not many interesting things about 37 (feel free to prove me wrong). It is prime though (like me).
Also that I'm reading the last Harry Potter. (If you are planning to read and are nervous about me spoiling anything, don't worry, you may read on) It is dang good and it's going to be a fantastic movie, if you ask me. After having just seen the 5th, it's hard to believe I'm going to have to wait a few years to finally see the last. Jay thinks they could even draw it out into 2 movies.
It's kind of weird, but now when I read the books, I picture the movie characters, instead of who I used to imagine... actually, I can no longer remember how I originally pictured them. Can't decide how I feel about this.
Anyway, too much suspense to keep blogging. Must read.
Also that I'm reading the last Harry Potter. (If you are planning to read and are nervous about me spoiling anything, don't worry, you may read on) It is dang good and it's going to be a fantastic movie, if you ask me. After having just seen the 5th, it's hard to believe I'm going to have to wait a few years to finally see the last. Jay thinks they could even draw it out into 2 movies.
It's kind of weird, but now when I read the books, I picture the movie characters, instead of who I used to imagine... actually, I can no longer remember how I originally pictured them. Can't decide how I feel about this.
Anyway, too much suspense to keep blogging. Must read.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
No Turning Back Now!
Well, it's official! The wedding announcements are in the mail. Jay and I spent all of yesterday, handwriting over 200 names and addresses, much to the demise of our poor hands, and I sealed them all and took them to the post office not a half hour ago. I really really really wanted to use sealing wax, but the post office people said it could interfere with their machines and it would cost like twice as much for them to be hand sorted, or something. BOO. This really doesn't help my already low opinion of the USPS. Although today was a record low for time spent in the waiting line, for me: < 5 minutes. I don't know about the rest of the world, but EVERYTIME I go to the post office (except today, of course) I end up waiting at least 20 minutes, no matter how few people there are in line. And is it just me, or whenever they must retrieve something from the mysterious back room they walk like they're on a peaceful Sunday stroll, taking in the sweet smell of stamps and enjoying the shiny packing tape. Indeed, I have had so many annoying experiences that I decline to give them too much credit for this accidental expedience, for it is a Saturday and I have a feeling a lot of people don't know that this particular post office is open on Saturdays until noon. Perhaps I have already given away too much and ruined my future chance of swiftness in this Saturday line ever again. Regardless, it will take a lot more than one pleasant experience for them to erase all the harm they have done.
I think the all time classic example of how annoying the post office is takes me back to a time when I wanted to ship my friend a birthday present from the Stanford PO. I told them I wanted it to get there quickly and they said I could have it overnight for some ridiculous amount (on the order of $15- mind you, the present only costed about $30) OR it might get there in 2 to 3 days for $6, but there was no guarantee. Otherwise, I would pay $4 and it would just get there in its own sweet time. What's the point of having you pay more so that it MIGHT get there earlier? Honestly people... I hate government monopolies.
I've notice this blog has turned into a ranting one, which was not my initial purpose. Come to think of it, I have not decided upon a specific purpose for this blog as of yet, but in hopes of convincing any readers that I'm not a complete whiner, I will add one useful thing I learned in a podcast recently. (The knitting cook) If you cry when you cut onions (oh how they cause me to weep), try lighting a candle while you do it. Supposedly it burns the fumes and prevents them from reaching your eyes. I have yet to try it, but I most certainly plan to.
PS 39 days 'til I wed <3
I think the all time classic example of how annoying the post office is takes me back to a time when I wanted to ship my friend a birthday present from the Stanford PO. I told them I wanted it to get there quickly and they said I could have it overnight for some ridiculous amount (on the order of $15- mind you, the present only costed about $30) OR it might get there in 2 to 3 days for $6, but there was no guarantee. Otherwise, I would pay $4 and it would just get there in its own sweet time. What's the point of having you pay more so that it MIGHT get there earlier? Honestly people... I hate government monopolies.
I've notice this blog has turned into a ranting one, which was not my initial purpose. Come to think of it, I have not decided upon a specific purpose for this blog as of yet, but in hopes of convincing any readers that I'm not a complete whiner, I will add one useful thing I learned in a podcast recently. (The knitting cook) If you cry when you cut onions (oh how they cause me to weep), try lighting a candle while you do it. Supposedly it burns the fumes and prevents them from reaching your eyes. I have yet to try it, but I most certainly plan to.
PS 39 days 'til I wed <3
Thursday, July 26, 2007
NESOFOWIN
I'm not sure I realized when I ran for Senior Class VP how annoying it was going to be to organize the class reunions... what was I thinking? I've become the ultimate stalker- far beyond any facebook stalking I've done in the past... We're talking, googling people I've never even heard of and calling hundreds of disconnected numbers trying to track down some of the 550+ people I graduated with. All I can say is thank GOODNESS for the internet. How people did it before, I will never know.
Perhaps they just didn't.
Actually, if it wasn't for the internet, I probably wouldn't be spending so much time trying to maneuver through over-done myspace pages (seriously, most of these make rococo look plain), separating the useful from the useless, squinting at blurry pictures and trying to compare them to those in my 5-year-old HS yearbook. No. The internet has cursed me with TMI and NESOFOWIN (not enough simple ways of finding only what I need). In the back corners of my mind I keep thinking, perhaps they have a blog? What about facebook? Maybe a sibling on myspace? Is 25 out of 992 search results enough to check for me to be completely sure that the John Smith I am looking for is not actually going to be found online?
Perhaps it is my perfectionist genes I should be cursing.
Perhaps they just didn't.
Actually, if it wasn't for the internet, I probably wouldn't be spending so much time trying to maneuver through over-done myspace pages (seriously, most of these make rococo look plain), separating the useful from the useless, squinting at blurry pictures and trying to compare them to those in my 5-year-old HS yearbook. No. The internet has cursed me with TMI and NESOFOWIN (not enough simple ways of finding only what I need). In the back corners of my mind I keep thinking, perhaps they have a blog? What about facebook? Maybe a sibling on myspace? Is 25 out of 992 search results enough to check for me to be completely sure that the John Smith I am looking for is not actually going to be found online?
Perhaps it is my perfectionist genes I should be cursing.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
In the beginning...
I have succumbed to peer pressure and started a blog. Though I have attempted to keep a journal ever since my blue baptismal gift, the sparsity of entries in it leads me to believe this will be no different. However, facebook has been a quite convenient procrastinator for me as an undergrad, and since I have nearly abandoned it since beginning grad school, perhaps this can fill that void.
Being my very first post, I feel great pressure to produce something spectacular and incredibly perspicacious, so I will begin with a disclaimer that any such writings will be a rarity for this site. If it is insight and wisdom you seek, flee far from this spotted spot. If it is impeccable grammar and perfect spelling, shield your eyes, for I make no such promises. I just give you my thoughts.
Being my very first post, I feel great pressure to produce something spectacular and incredibly perspicacious, so I will begin with a disclaimer that any such writings will be a rarity for this site. If it is insight and wisdom you seek, flee far from this spotted spot. If it is impeccable grammar and perfect spelling, shield your eyes, for I make no such promises. I just give you my thoughts.
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