they bloomed!

...now, if only it would get warm....

i should always carry my camera with me.

after selecting some morningstar "chicken" out of the freezer at jewel i turned to go around the next aisle when i almost tripped over four raw, whole chickens on a giant skewer on the ground. on the ground, in the middle of the now salmonella covered floor. eeeeww!

it was an odd site, made funnier by the fact that these unclean chickens were actually on the floor of the makeshift kosher row.

vaguely ironic.

i wish i could have taken a picture.

job hunting . . .

found this while job hunting and it just struck me as funny . . .

Physical Demands: The physical demands described here are representative of those that must be met by an employee to successfully perform the essential functions of this job. Reasonable accommodations may be made to enable individuals with disabilities to perform the essential functions.

•While performing the duties of this job, the employee is regularly required to use hands to finger, handle, or feel and talk and hear.
•The employee must meet close/distance vision requirements.
•May be required to visit clients in their homes or in institutions.
•The employee is frequently required to reach with hands and arms.
•The employee is occasionally required to stand; walk; sit; climb or balance; and stoop, kneel, crouch, or crawl.
•The employee must occasionally lift and/or move up to 25 pounds.

daffodils

here are my lovely heralds of spring...just waiting for them to bloom!

found my camera . . .

spring? i don't know but at least yesterday was a very good mail day . . .

got my barack buttons but my hoodie is backordered. gives me time to study up on the issues i guess . . .

so this is what crazy feels like...

The insanity is setting in. I have uttered three frustrated growls so far today, and it's not even noon yet. I have laughed maniacally twice. Also, I contemplated throwing rocks at my students.

This is what I need right now:


I am going to go now, to try to prep for a workshop in fourteen minutes. Then, I will try my best not to stab anyone with my pen.

good morning. or . . . um, afternoon. and wait, it's tuesday?? wow . . .

the past week has been so . . . oh i don't even know what word to use, but it has left me restless and exhausted. (inflection/affect disclaimer: i am restless and exhausted and thus not articulating how i really feel . . . oh so aware of the shortcomings of internet self expression). everything is ok though. restless and exhausted but not depressed.

i wish i could find my camera though. the sky looks exactly how i feel. almost sunny but extremely foggy. almost spring but still on the verge of thaw. oh i just am not describing it very well. looking outside right now makes me want to wakeup, run around and finishing everything but it's the perfect moment for my sleepy self to take a nap . . .



btw--i realized that it's now the middle of march (holy shit!) so today i am going to finish your novemeber, december, january and february cds. . . i wonder what a psychoanalyst would say about the fact that i am always late.

dreaming of...

meanwhile, am procrastinating from doing any real work. Missing you!

thesis quote of the day

our imperfect universe "yields the holes, lacks and absences that make longing possible . . .understanding on any level cannot be perfect, and that is what draws us forward and keeps us alive. it is the fact that we cannot grasp that keeps us groping, that we cannot have that keeps us lusting, that we cannot be that keeps us becoming." (six names of beauty by crispin sartwell)

so my thesis wonderings are; is the sublime the cause of the beautiful and do imperfections/voids/absences cause vitality? does always trying to attain something keep you alive and creating?

thesis time

shopped out

Weeeeee!
I am fresh off a high of shopping and martinis. That is to say, I am in my pajamas now, pretending to do homework. Mom, Mand and I went shopping yesterday, and I got two pairs of pants and sunglasses and these shoes:

for a thirty-eight dollars. :)
Then, I felt quite SATC, going to meet my friend Nik at the Bamboo Club for martinis and appetizers. My dirty martini had the most delicious olives in it!

My beef with Wes Anderson: his films are pretty scant on strong female leading characters. Angelica Houston is usually there, as the matriarchal ideal, but you don't see much in the way of smart, autonomous girls. I am thinking about that only because I was trying to decide which W.A. character I was. The ones I ended up choosing were male characters who happen to have traits I identify with. I feel like Wes needs to have a sit down with J.J. and learn a thing or two about strong female leads.

There, that's my minute of feminism for you. Hey, that could be a pitch for a t.v. show, or a radio spot, or a SNL sketch: "Nic's feminist minute". I think it'd be a huge success...right up there with "Deep Thoughts with Jack Handy"...

So this is what it looks like outside:

let's move to Barbados.

i wish you were here too

on my way home there was a boy sitting behind me on the bus. apparently he was counseling a friend of his. at first if just made me think how often you and i counsel each other while we are in transit but then i started to listen to this kid . . . he was absurd and hilarious . . . "well, what wes anderson character would she be?" "margo tennanbaum?" "oh, she's not really a specific character, but she is like a wes anderson charecter?" "ok" . . .

that was some good eavesdropping my friend and i wish you could have been there. i wonder what people think when they listen in on our conversations . . .

what wes anderson character are you?

where I wish I was right now...

Today is sunny and there is a slick layer of snow over everything. I wore my boots today. There is much to do and not enough time to do it all: I have lots of homework, papers to grade, a workshop to teach, youth group, project runway finale, and amanda is home. All of that vitality and I'm pining for the hazy Chicago skyline. Happy Wednesday, friend!

free time, free rum

turned out much cuter than i thought it would based on the photographer's expression in the moment . . .
yay!
glad my 15 seconds of fame is with you.