40 to more papers to read.. think i'll stick with the abstracts
14/11/2003 // 12:33 am
ugh. tomorrow is the day i chair a conference session and ruin my chances of doing grad work in any "good" schools.
oh wait. that happened today.
so i'm talking to this man (just a well respected authority on well, everything) at a reception following one of the sessions i heard him speak in. i had kind of wanted to talk to him since he gruffly heckled the bog people lady right behind me in the plenary session this morning. he walked right up to me and started telling me about a field school he did one year on the hudson. i wasn't sure why. i guess i reminded him of a girl he almost married back then. then, the woman i was standing beside goes, "so, what were the bathing suit styles like back then?" and he walked away. i would have too.
but he came back and started talking to me about a video series he did for intro classes. i've seen most of it. after a while the same woman walks up to him again and says, "so, do you know binford?" (he's the guy who started the new archaeology back in the fifties-sixties... somewhat of a revolutionary.. he had goons) to which he replies, "know him? yes, we've met," and she says, "so, what did you think?" and he said, "think about what?" and she said, "about him?" and he chuckled and said he had to leave. it's not so much what she said, but how she said it. i like her and everything, but sometimes i get so mad at her... like when she ruins my chances of getting into harvard.
not that i ever actually wanted to go there, that's just an example.
snaughty
12/11/2003 // 4:53 pm
i have a term paper due tomorrow that i haven't started yet. at all. i've donen a little reading about possible topics. that's it. the beauty: i'm not worried about it at all. it's only supposed to be five pages, the average assignment i've been handing in now is around 35 and requires a heavy duty stapler - all completed in one night of course. the only problem i'm going to have is being concise, or writing about so particular a topic that i can say everything there is to know about it five pages. double spaced.
i'm actually thinking that writing about Altar Q at Copan might be just the kind of specificity i need. i'll be in bed by midnight, AND i'll watch the full hour of the bachelor. oh wait, no i won't. i'll buy groceries or something instead.
i love being over confident about my ability to write papers.
snotwipe
12/11/2003 // 11:27 am
my nose requires a lot of blowing. my eye is pink and bulbous again.
i just bought an air purifier off of the canadian tire website because i'm too fucking busy to go and pick one up and now i have to wait for stupid canada post to deliver it.
finals are coming and there's no way in hell i'm going to make it through them feeling like the allergy ridden snotwipe i do now.
international phone whore
11/11/2003 // 12:53 pm
i'm getting fairly fed up with the phone natzi downstairs, poor air quality making me ill all the damn time, and work work work. i might go homicidal on (chinese-venezualan) phone jockey bitch. or i might go out for dinner and a movie tonight.
no, i will. i will go out for dinner and to see elf. will farrel might be just the man to lighten the mood around me.
wasting time before hbo whisks me away
09/11/2003 // 10:19 pm
i've temporarily changed my template. i'm pretty sure it's only temporary anyway. i've been listening to hayden's cover of 'famous blue raincat,' which is a leonard cohen song on repeat for a couple of days now. the copy i have is of fairly shitty quality, but it's okay for listening to on my one crappy speaker (my subwoofer remains out of commission). so, i saw this sincerely, l. cohen template and thought i had to try it.
i haven't gone outside at all today. i only went for a quick walk yesterday to see the eclipse.. tomorrow i must go somewhere and do something. i don't handle being inside this house very well. it requires taking antihistimines and artificial tears, i hate taking things. i think i have a meeting at some point with an annoying girl who wants to co-write a paper with me on foodlore. something i definitely don't want to miss out on. she speaks so slowly and over annunciates everything. i can't stand to be around her, it should be a fun meeting.
anyway, the purpose of this entry is to share an interesting anecdote that happened at almost this exact time last week. i was watching six feet under on my tv (which i am so generous as i keep it in the living room.. unlike other people i don't NEED to have a television in my room), and my roommate who has a boyfriend who actually lives in this city (the guy born three hours later than me) was getting ready to go home. they have been going out for something like 19 months, 2 days, 3 hours, and five minutes and celebrate each anniversary somewhat obnoxiously with expensive gifts (18 months was a cell phone and four month's air time including long distance). so he was all set to leave, and she was at the door with him. he asked for a hug good bye. i'm watching six feet under on the couch in the living room, trying to mind my own business... and he goes in for the kiss (i guess.. i wasn't watching, only overhearing).. apparently she pulled away and he said........."are we ever going to kiss?".... and she said "maybe" and i tried to keep watching television.
sigh.
these two are talking about children and marriage and so on and so forth, and third base for them is apparently a kiss on the top of the head (on top of the hair). it's funny. and it's sad. but it's mostly funny. i think i like them, they amuse me. whenever he sleeps over, it's always on the couch.. even when the sister she shares a room with is away for the weekend.
it's actually more disturbing than funny. my first impression of him was that he's so obviously not heterosexual in the strictist of definitions. at this point in time though, i'd have to say they aren't really a couple emotionally or physically. they're really only good friends who see each other four or five times a month to exchange stupidly expensive gifts. that's another thing.. they could easily see each other everyday with little effort at all..but they don't bother walking fifty feet just to say hi. it's almost disturbing.
is it time to watch tv yet?
i sort of want chocolate milk
08/11/2003 // 11:23 pm
black and red hair it is. how fun. i think i was meant to have black hair, genetics screwed up somewhere when they were designing my eye, skin, eyebrow, and hair color... the normal results are disastrous. black just might work.
i have work to be doing right now, but i'm procastinating until the sex files start, after that i'll HAVE to watch snl, atleast until the end of weekend update.. and then i'll get to bed "early" so i can accomplish lots and lots of work tomorrow. i know i'll get jack shit done. and i'm okay with that.
i just went to a sex shop with one of my roommates. know what i hate? the abbreviation x-trian. anyway, the store was closed.. and it's not even late. how silly. you'd think this would be their prime hour of sale. we were after shoes and corsets. it would have been a fun time. oh well.
i found my guitar strap, so now i like to walk around playing annoying songs like yellow submarine and singing obnoxiously.
the bitch from downstairs is knocking on our back door right now. we unplugged her connection to our phone line because she's a phone jockey and one of my roommates is on the phone right now, not so much caring to be interruped. i'm usually not mean enough to disconnect her, but i am mean enough to not bother answering the door. she'll have to learn how to jockey something else for a few minutes.
i think when one of my japanese roommates moves out, mike might be moving in. i'm a little (lot) scared of the one way plane ticket purchase.
red and black, or black and red
08/11/2003 // 12:06 pm
argh. i've been at the den three friday nights in a row... and apparently i have some catching up to do. oh how archaeologists love to a)drink, and b)over anaylize everything.
today is the day i have a date with my computer. a long date. an afternoon, dinner, evening, and late night date. it might also be the day i finally decide whether or not i want to take this opportunity - possibly my last as i am starting to feel like i might be getting old-ish to the point where this might become unacceptable - to die my hair darker with red chunks. i feel like i need some darker with red chunks. at the same time, the conference is next week and i don't want the harvard crowd to think less of me because of my hair color (i think harvard people might do that).
i need to get back to reading my french books to write my maya paper. i hate libraries.