GAAAHHH I"M SO EXCITED FOR THIS WEEKEND!
I'm single, not particularly interested in Valentines, not to mention that it will be the one year anniversary of The Breakup, so you might not think that this weekend will be THAT great.
But you would be wrong. Ohhhh soooo wrong.
This weekend, I am going to my first non-university related... wait for it... CONCERT!!!
Roommate #1 and I are going to Phoenix (where she's from) to see her favorite band (Jack's Mannequin) and my favorite band (fun.) live in concert!!
Never heard of 'em? Here is fun.'s myspace page: www.myspace.com/fun
You. are. welcome.
In other news, guess who is going to an amazing concert this weekend! Oh, you mean that's the same news? hmm let's see, what else is on my mind....?
....I'M GONNA GO TO FUN.'S CONCERT THIS WEEKEND.
Yup, looks like that's about it. My mind is on a one-track loop: fun.fun.fun.fun.fun.fun.fun.
[Rinse and repeat.]
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Beautiful Sunset
I found these one my computer-- I took them about a year ago. It was the most gorgeous sunset, and I loved taking pictures of it... Unfortunately my camera is crap, so they didn't turn out as great as they could have. :(
Saturday, February 6, 2010
So I was reading an article for my cognitive science class the other day (I know, right? I must have been sick or something.) and I came across the following, which I found interesting:
"Let's hear it for art, but not for technology, we say, forgetting that the words share a common ancestor, techné , the Greek word for art, skill, or craft in any work. We retreat in horror from genetically engineered tomatoes, and turn up our noses at "artificial" fibers in our clothing, while extolling such "organic" and "natural" products as whole grain flour or cotton and wool, forgetting that grains and cotton plants and sheep are themselves products of human technology, of skillful hybridization and rearing techniques. He who would clothe himself in fibers unimproved by technology and live on food from non- domesticated sources is going to be cold and hungry indeed"
--Daniel C. Dennett, "The Evolution of Culture"
Having grown up in a ridiculously liberal hippy town like the one I grew up in, I found this particularly interesting. Everyone where I am from strives to eat organically (or vegan), to use bikes for transportation, (or to drive hybrid cars), and to, generally speaking, reduce the amount of human-touched items they associate with. It's almost as if they want to be transported back in time where things were simpler, and people were nicer to our "mother earth"-- as long as they can bring their iPhones with them.
What is interesting to me, is how Dennett argues that even these "simple" things that we yearn for are still technological innovations- just not necessarily from right now. It's like how they thought that tapes, then CDs, and now mp3s will ruin the music industry-- at one point they thought that CDs were evil, now big record companies will do ANYTHING for us to buy them.
I have to say that I do try to eat organically, etc, but not because I think that technology is bad or unnatural. I truly believe that it is better to NOT put chemicals in my body. Weird, huh? Why not eat something natural, rather than something that is potentially toxic? This doesn't mean that, if they genetically engineered tomatoes to be bigger, but didn't spray them with chemicals I wouldn't eat them-- I think it is important to make decisions based on single cases. Basically, do what is right, and most healthy, for you.
A very interesting idea from Dennett.
Having grown up in a ridiculously liberal hippy town like the one I grew up in, I found this particularly interesting. Everyone where I am from strives to eat organically (or vegan), to use bikes for transportation, (or to drive hybrid cars), and to, generally speaking, reduce the amount of human-touched items they associate with. It's almost as if they want to be transported back in time where things were simpler, and people were nicer to our "mother earth"-- as long as they can bring their iPhones with them.
What is interesting to me, is how Dennett argues that even these "simple" things that we yearn for are still technological innovations- just not necessarily from right now. It's like how they thought that tapes, then CDs, and now mp3s will ruin the music industry-- at one point they thought that CDs were evil, now big record companies will do ANYTHING for us to buy them.
I have to say that I do try to eat organically, etc, but not because I think that technology is bad or unnatural. I truly believe that it is better to NOT put chemicals in my body. Weird, huh? Why not eat something natural, rather than something that is potentially toxic? This doesn't mean that, if they genetically engineered tomatoes to be bigger, but didn't spray them with chemicals I wouldn't eat them-- I think it is important to make decisions based on single cases. Basically, do what is right, and most healthy, for you.
A very interesting idea from Dennett.
Back to Blogging?
The only way to keep your health is to eat what you don't want, drink what you don't like, and do what you'd rather not.
- Mark Twain
- Mark Twain
So, I stopped blogging for, what, 7 months now? I just felt kind of stupid, didn't feel like anyone was reading it, and generally am a very lazy person :)
The time has come to restart Musings!
Little update:
I am currently in my second year, living on campus in an apartment with 3 other (amazing) girls. Haven't spoken to the ex since I came back to school. That one guy I was talking about that I've liked since forever? He has a girlfriend now. They are adorable. I couldn't be happier for them.
I made the school club soccer team this year, and it's going great, even though our games keep getting rained out :(
Yesterday, I learned how to surf (in the rain!!) and had the most amazing time. I'm trying to keep myself from going out and buying a surfboard (the lack of money is helping, I must say...)
Other than that, life is the same. Always busy, always have papers to write, always trying to find some time to have fun.
Now, I have a story for you:
A while back, Roommate #1 and I were watching the season finale of Glee (more on Glee later) on my computer, in my room. I had had work that night until 10:15, so it was pretty late, and it was finals week, so campus was dead. Both Roommate #1 and I are seasoned procrastinators (stumbleupon is both my favorite thing EVER and the single most destructive item towards my GPA), and were looking forward to putting off studying for as long as possible.
So we're sitting on my bed, all warm in the blankets, computer on my knees and popcorn wedged between us, when my computer decides that it is going to take FOREVER to load. Now, just for some background: we have THE WORST INTERNET CONNECTION EVER. Seriously. We are supposed to have wireless everywhere on campus, but I get maaayyyybe one bar in my room. I feel like, just inside the 4x4ft square of my room (all right, that MAY be an exaggeration, but it is tiny), I am technologically stuck back in the '90s. Without what's-his-face telling me "you've got mail" all the time.
Anyways, we get frustrated with it taking so long to load, so we pause Glee and start talking quietly to ourselves. Let me take this time to note: Glee is the best show ever. We love it. It is hilarious. Needless to say, we were a little excited for the finale.
Finally, the show loads and we start watching, breathless with anticipation, and giddy with excitement. At one point Finn does something dumb and we scream at my computer that he is an asshole. At another point, we actually pause the show so we can exclaim at how AMAZING that last song was.
It is around then that we hear, through the wall, "I'm going to f***king kill you."
We looked at each other, eyebrows raised.
"Whaaaat?!" I called out, sure that I had heard it wrong.
Again, "I'm gonna f***king kill you."
I looked at my roommate, and she shrugged her shoulders. Roommate #2 was in the living room studying, and she likes to joke around and say mean things, so we kinda assumed it was her*.
"........Roommate #2?!" we called out, in unison (only we said her actual name) .
"ROOMMATE #2, YOUR MOM!" we heard, this time unmistakably coming from the room directly below mine.
At this point, I almost lost it. "Roommate #2, your mom?!" Seriously?!? SERIOUSLY?! Who SAYS that? Not to mention, who the f**k does SHE think she is threatening us for being loud? Two of the girls below us are on the volleyball team, and the other two are in a sorority-- they have parties all the time. They also have really loud conversations about some SERIOUSLY stupid shit (Dear girls downstairs: I really don't care who you screwed at the last SigEp party, or exactly what it was she said to whoever-- really, I don't). I was in utter disbelief that this was even happening.
Back to the story: I shoved my fist in my mouth and ran out of the room. Roommate #1 didn't even try to hold back her shriek of laughter. We were in tears, we were laughing so hard.
Then, we heard, "Shut the f**k up and study for finals like everyone else or I'm gonna f**king kill you!"
And, yeah, at that point I felt kinda bad, but still. Who says that? Just come upstairs like normal people and talk to us in person. Hey, you can even watch Glee with us sometime, as long as you agree that Puck is freaking hot.
Needless to say, "Roommate #2, your mom!" is my new favorite phrase.
*Looking back, I realize that my roommate is no where NEAR this psycho. Threatening to kill us because of a little squealing? That is seriously ridiculous. The funny thing is, I've met all the girls who live below us on the stairs, and they seem like perfectly nice, normal people. And I'm usually really nice to them! .....We'll see how long THAT lasts.
The time has come to restart Musings!
Little update:
I am currently in my second year, living on campus in an apartment with 3 other (amazing) girls. Haven't spoken to the ex since I came back to school. That one guy I was talking about that I've liked since forever? He has a girlfriend now. They are adorable. I couldn't be happier for them.
I made the school club soccer team this year, and it's going great, even though our games keep getting rained out :(
Yesterday, I learned how to surf (in the rain!!) and had the most amazing time. I'm trying to keep myself from going out and buying a surfboard (the lack of money is helping, I must say...)
Other than that, life is the same. Always busy, always have papers to write, always trying to find some time to have fun.
Now, I have a story for you:
A while back, Roommate #1 and I were watching the season finale of Glee (more on Glee later) on my computer, in my room. I had had work that night until 10:15, so it was pretty late, and it was finals week, so campus was dead. Both Roommate #1 and I are seasoned procrastinators (stumbleupon is both my favorite thing EVER and the single most destructive item towards my GPA), and were looking forward to putting off studying for as long as possible.
So we're sitting on my bed, all warm in the blankets, computer on my knees and popcorn wedged between us, when my computer decides that it is going to take FOREVER to load. Now, just for some background: we have THE WORST INTERNET CONNECTION EVER. Seriously. We are supposed to have wireless everywhere on campus, but I get maaayyyybe one bar in my room. I feel like, just inside the 4x4ft square of my room (all right, that MAY be an exaggeration, but it is tiny), I am technologically stuck back in the '90s. Without what's-his-face telling me "you've got mail" all the time.
Anyways, we get frustrated with it taking so long to load, so we pause Glee and start talking quietly to ourselves. Let me take this time to note: Glee is the best show ever. We love it. It is hilarious. Needless to say, we were a little excited for the finale.
Finally, the show loads and we start watching, breathless with anticipation, and giddy with excitement. At one point Finn does something dumb and we scream at my computer that he is an asshole. At another point, we actually pause the show so we can exclaim at how AMAZING that last song was.
It is around then that we hear, through the wall, "I'm going to f***king kill you."
We looked at each other, eyebrows raised.
"Whaaaat?!" I called out, sure that I had heard it wrong.
Again, "I'm gonna f***king kill you."
I looked at my roommate, and she shrugged her shoulders. Roommate #2 was in the living room studying, and she likes to joke around and say mean things, so we kinda assumed it was her*.
"........Roommate #2?!" we called out, in unison (only we said her actual name) .
"ROOMMATE #2, YOUR MOM!" we heard, this time unmistakably coming from the room directly below mine.
At this point, I almost lost it. "Roommate #2, your mom?!" Seriously?!? SERIOUSLY?! Who SAYS that? Not to mention, who the f**k does SHE think she is threatening us for being loud? Two of the girls below us are on the volleyball team, and the other two are in a sorority-- they have parties all the time. They also have really loud conversations about some SERIOUSLY stupid shit (Dear girls downstairs: I really don't care who you screwed at the last SigEp party, or exactly what it was she said to whoever-- really, I don't). I was in utter disbelief that this was even happening.
Back to the story: I shoved my fist in my mouth and ran out of the room. Roommate #1 didn't even try to hold back her shriek of laughter. We were in tears, we were laughing so hard.
Then, we heard, "Shut the f**k up and study for finals like everyone else or I'm gonna f**king kill you!"
And, yeah, at that point I felt kinda bad, but still. Who says that? Just come upstairs like normal people and talk to us in person. Hey, you can even watch Glee with us sometime, as long as you agree that Puck is freaking hot.
Needless to say, "Roommate #2, your mom!" is my new favorite phrase.
*Looking back, I realize that my roommate is no where NEAR this psycho. Threatening to kill us because of a little squealing? That is seriously ridiculous. The funny thing is, I've met all the girls who live below us on the stairs, and they seem like perfectly nice, normal people. And I'm usually really nice to them! .....We'll see how long THAT lasts.
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