beware

There was a naked man earlier. Outside. He was yelling a lot. Someone called 911 for him, which was good, as I was in bed for most of his trauma. I hope he's OK. He probably had a stroke or something. I hope he's not humiliated later because he was naked and had done other embarassing things.

Horay for YOU!

why so serious?

a professor keeps telling me "I chose you because you seemed very serious." First of all "serious" isn't exactly a compliment. But second of all, he keeps saying it in the tone of "how wrong I was!" which is also not complimentary.

Relatedly, I AM NOT FREAKING GOING BACK TO INDIA! Or maybe I am. I don't know. I found a program that could give me money. But I need a recommendation that speaks to my ability to learn languages, and although I have studied a lot of languages in the past, I haven't in a very long time. And now I regret that.

agneepath, agneepath, agneepath

The professor I will work for (haven't met him yet, waiting in his office) has this poem written on his white board. Makes me feel like a jerk, having Muse stuck in my head. I should be higher-brow. High-brower?

Got through my 9am today, but only just, as I was up till 3 last night. Up getting stuff done, at least, even though I did get a good 30,000+ point round of Word Challenge in.

Had a nice dinner with T and M; we made pakoras and talked about our feelings. Girls night!

from my first radio distribution list email

My new show will be streamed online Thursdays from 3-5pm. You can listen with RealAudio or Winamp at http://kvrx.org/listenlive

If you're interested in some sloooowww downloads of a few of last semester's shows (I'm not vouching for them, they're just the few that I managed to record), here are the links:

http://www.megaupload.com/?d=IPVAJ7BD
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=DMQ39OMW
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=28OG7BZT

I'm going to do an excellent job this semester. I swear it.

I am outside of history.

I wish I had some peanuts

It looks hungry there

In its cage.

I am inside of history.

It's hungrier

than I thought.
-Ishmael Reed

I'm watching Jericho, and finding awful pictures online of the Gaza conflict (I would link, but...no they're too awful). History already seems hungry, from the outside. I can't imagine.

can't.

won't.

new orleansy things i've done

• moved our cars out of knee deep torrents in front of the house
• heard gunshots twice in our neighborhood
• saw benjamin button--like a creepy, good forrest gump

i would teach my feet to fly

....ashes, ashes....

Should I prepare for my dozen or so radio shows that I have to do when I get back, or should I prepare for the class I'm teaching when I get back? Tough call. Instead, let's do neither, and instead listen to covers of Joni Mitchell's "The River."

Maybe yoga will jump start my desire to...do anything at all. Yeah

out out damn junk

I spent the last few days throwing away lots of stuff. I hate throwing away stuff, but sometimes you just have to throw it away. I hate throwing it away because I just know someone somewhere would want the stuff rather than let it molder poisonously in a grave. The Ferengi's Great River. But really, who needs the encyclopedic set of instruction manuals to a 1970's Minolta SLR? I made a set of bags for things worth giving away, and a set of bags of things worth being prizes for my mom's school (double headed nickels, fake mustaches and eyebrows. Don't ask). I threw out my high school textbooks (Physics, Calculus, Trig, European History--goodbye, I will never need you again), but had trouble throwing out all my high school notes (Wait, maybe I will need you again!) and my library of Japanese workbooks. Then I went to my parent's bathroom and threw out all the expired medicine. Then I went to my bathroom and matched up all my earrings.

OK, see, this is why I haven't been updating. I haven't done much exciting worth updating about. Here is my New Year's Eve:

Me (11pm): Wanna do a yoga video?
Mom: yeah!
[we do yoga video]
Mom (12am): Wanna go read for a while?
Me: yeah!!

Happy new year. May your year be filled with minimal junk, but maximal yoga and reading. I'm going to clean my necklaces. If I have to have junk, it might as well be sparkly.