So I should be in class, but I don't have a car and the bus thing didn't work out so well today. So I said "fuck it" and stayed home. I tried to make marshmallows but didn't have enough corn syrup. In the next update of "Perdita's Food Talk" (which will have a better name, maybe), I'll put up the marshmallow recipe among others. Maybe.
-=-I've been heavy into Shakespeare lately. And the classical station. The former is partially because I'm taking a class on shakespeare, so I have to be, for next class I'm reading the merchant of venice. I think. The other reason is I saw Hamlet the other day and it was utterly amazing. It is so much better to watch Shakespeare than to read Shakespeare, that's for sure. I especially liked Horatio, Ophelia, and of course, Hamlet. Also, on that same day, I was trying to remember the play which I thought Shadow of the Vampire was a good comparision to and ended up jumping up and down shouting "Faustus!" For I think there is a certain similarity between Dr. Faustus and the aforementioned movie. It was irritating for both parties, myself being the english major and my companion being the theater major and we were struggling to remember the title.
-=-Taking a dialect class is so interesting, minus the whole "memorizing the internationl phonetic alphabet" thing. But I can deal. I mean, if I learned hiragana and katakana I can learn that. Also I love the fact that after being slightly fascinated by the word "glottal stop" I've discoverd I have a tendecy to use one. Especially in words like "that," "kitten," etc. There's a lot more, I need to figure out when exactly I use it.
-=-I'm itching to change my haircolor. I would do it today too, but I don't have any gloves. Plus lately I've been thinking about how much I miss my black hair. But I've worked too hard for the blond, you know? *sigh* It's only hair . . .
-=-I love listening to the classical station, as I've mentioned before. The only problem is when they play a piece you're familiar with, such as the overture from William Tell. It's distracting which is so not the point of listening.
-=-I also feel like at any given moment I'm going to turn into a snob, listening to classical, going to see shakespeare. Pretty soon, I'll be attending wine and cheese parties and uh, other snooty things. Rest assured, I will not. I like cheese on pizza and in tiramisu. That's it. Also, not a big fan of wine. I much prefer screwdrivers or the mud. I had one last night, it was delicious.
-=-I miss summer. I miss running around on the beach with friends, discussing the logistics of mouse surfing or climbing the lifeguard chair and proclaiming myself queen.
-=-I was considering how people move in the vicinity of puddles and how it relates to their personality. You have the people who move around puddles, very aware and conscious of their surroundings and not wanting to take the risk of walking through or jumping. You have the people who jump over them, adventurous and hopeful (or just very long-legged I suppose). You have 2 kinds who walk through, those looking up, unaware of their surroundings, paying attention to nothing at all or something very specific. And then there are those who don't give a shit, walking through, taking the risk, even though they may end up knee deep in water.
-=-I'm reading John Fowles' The French Lieutenant's Woman for class and I thought I would share some quotes:
"In short, both women were incipent sadists; and it was to their advantage to tolerate each other." p. 19
" . . . indeed 'plump' is unkind. I brought up Ronsard's name just now; and her figure required a word from his vocabulary, one for which we have no equivalent in English: rondelet -- all that is seductive in plumpness without losing all that is nice in slimness." p. 75
-=-I've been heavy into Shakespeare lately. And the classical station. The former is partially because I'm taking a class on shakespeare, so I have to be, for next class I'm reading the merchant of venice. I think. The other reason is I saw Hamlet the other day and it was utterly amazing. It is so much better to watch Shakespeare than to read Shakespeare, that's for sure. I especially liked Horatio, Ophelia, and of course, Hamlet. Also, on that same day, I was trying to remember the play which I thought Shadow of the Vampire was a good comparision to and ended up jumping up and down shouting "Faustus!" For I think there is a certain similarity between Dr. Faustus and the aforementioned movie. It was irritating for both parties, myself being the english major and my companion being the theater major and we were struggling to remember the title.
-=-Taking a dialect class is so interesting, minus the whole "memorizing the internationl phonetic alphabet" thing. But I can deal. I mean, if I learned hiragana and katakana I can learn that. Also I love the fact that after being slightly fascinated by the word "glottal stop" I've discoverd I have a tendecy to use one. Especially in words like "that," "kitten," etc. There's a lot more, I need to figure out when exactly I use it.
-=-I'm itching to change my haircolor. I would do it today too, but I don't have any gloves. Plus lately I've been thinking about how much I miss my black hair. But I've worked too hard for the blond, you know? *sigh* It's only hair . . .
-=-I love listening to the classical station, as I've mentioned before. The only problem is when they play a piece you're familiar with, such as the overture from William Tell. It's distracting which is so not the point of listening.
-=-I also feel like at any given moment I'm going to turn into a snob, listening to classical, going to see shakespeare. Pretty soon, I'll be attending wine and cheese parties and uh, other snooty things. Rest assured, I will not. I like cheese on pizza and in tiramisu. That's it. Also, not a big fan of wine. I much prefer screwdrivers or the mud. I had one last night, it was delicious.
-=-I miss summer. I miss running around on the beach with friends, discussing the logistics of mouse surfing or climbing the lifeguard chair and proclaiming myself queen.
-=-I was considering how people move in the vicinity of puddles and how it relates to their personality. You have the people who move around puddles, very aware and conscious of their surroundings and not wanting to take the risk of walking through or jumping. You have the people who jump over them, adventurous and hopeful (or just very long-legged I suppose). You have 2 kinds who walk through, those looking up, unaware of their surroundings, paying attention to nothing at all or something very specific. And then there are those who don't give a shit, walking through, taking the risk, even though they may end up knee deep in water.
-=-I'm reading John Fowles' The French Lieutenant's Woman for class and I thought I would share some quotes:
"In short, both women were incipent sadists; and it was to their advantage to tolerate each other." p. 19
" . . . indeed 'plump' is unkind. I brought up Ronsard's name just now; and her figure required a word from his vocabulary, one for which we have no equivalent in English: rondelet -- all that is seductive in plumpness without losing all that is nice in slimness." p. 75
VIEW 11 of 11 COMMENTS
Guess I'm both then...