January 2012
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Truth.
nathaaliejoyce:
“I am a sister of KAPPA PHI LAMBDA. The letters that I wear are not stitched on my clothing, but engraved in my heart. They are a testament to our bonds of eternal sisterhood, our dedication to serving the community, and our commitment to promoting cultural diversity. My letters do not make me better than anyone else… They make me better than I used to be.”
Regardless of what...
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MCATs
[b.]: my friend has started calling mcats
[b.]: mkittens
[b.]: so that it's less scary
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linkedin.
Dear everyone,
Linkedin is not Facebook. I will not add you unless we have have worked together, have had some kind of conversation regarding professional/personal development, or unless you are someone from my alma mater whom I truly know. You are all lovely, lovely people, but you’re missing the point if you’re using linkedin to rack up friend count numbers. I’m sorry that I...
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Paris, 4am.
I always associated the moniker, “The City of Light” / “La Ville-Lumière” with Paris’ role in the Enlightenment era, but it’s also fairly literal. For a city whose daylight hours span only from 8:40am to 5pm, Paris is an extremely light-happy city.
At 1am, The Eiffel Tower becomes naught but a tall aircraft warning light as it shuts off for the night, but the...
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on salaries, hookers, and backhanded compliments.
[-]: how much /do/ you make?
[B]: every 2 weeks is like $xxxx after taxes
[-]: ...I dont think I could make that much even if I was a hooker.
[B]: hookers don't pay taxes.
[B]: and, please, you could make that per hour if you were a hooker
[-]: lol why thank you.
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My day in list form
Arrive in Paris.
Get to apartment
Meet owners, landlords, etc etc.
Full tour
Begin to unpack
Step on something sharp, swear, pull out a splinter from the wooden floor from my tights. Scream when I see there’s a centimeter long piece stuck under/in my flesh. Curse at the hole in my new tights. Find tweezers from still-packed suitcase, spend 30 minutes swearing and trying to dig out...
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adipos asked: I'm strongly considering getting a frequent flyer credit card (either Delta or United). Of course, the most practical advise is to carefully read the terms and conditions of the card. And the partners of the airlines are what I'm considering the most (I'm a young globetrotter). Any other practical advise before I make the commitment? Much appreciated! x
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Moving to Paris the day after tomorrow.
Still hasn’t hit me.
Still don’t have ink on paper for the apt I want.
EDIT: I HAVE AN APARTMENT!! Yay! And it’s lovely and in the 16e arrondissement with a cute little view of Paris and half of the Eiffel Tower. And I have a balcony - Yuss.
oh yes, it's THAT kind of night.
[-]: I think I'm going to eat some cold dumplings of sadness
[B]: stoppppp! at least warm them up :/
[-]: no, I need extra pitifulness
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the biggest reason for my upgrading to Lion:
Window resizing. No joke.
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cranky, sleepless gf observations.
This is one of those posts I’m probably going to take down in a few hours’ time. BUT.
I’ve noticed that ever since Ben joined Apple, a myriad of acquaintances from his high school era are popping up from the woodwork to be present in his social networking sphere. [Yes, people who not only aren’t personally in touch, but even went dark on the social networking channels.]...
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TIL
Realtors are a hassle to deal with in any country you go to.
Found an apartment in an ideal location with a short commute to work (Trocadero), submitted all the information the realtor wanted from me [see: way more information about myself and my finances than I cared to], had my Parisian counterpart visit and call endlessly on my behalf, and every day now the realtor has emailed to tell me they...
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Things I appreciate about SFO
If this has to be the one airport I go to only to leave behind again and again, at least there is a Japanese noodle shop in the United terminal where I can eat somewhat decent noodles of sadness, and a dimsum booth elsewhere when that doesn’t cut it.
Also. Damn, I was not ready to leave yet. Already missing Ben and Makana, and the ever-lovely [b.] Augh.
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Good times with good, old friends.
I couldn’t ask for more. Happy new year’s, everyone!!
December 2011
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Overheard at O'Hare
Customs Officer: Japan's a low-risk country. It's like the UK... but in Asia.
Trainee: OK, cool. Sir, can I have your form?
Dad: Sure.
Trainee: You have food?
Dad: Yes sir, I have pickles and cake.
Trainee: What kind of pickles? Any fruit?
Dad: No sir, pickled octopus only. *whips it out of bag* For new year's :D
Trainee: *goes bug eyed*
Officer: No meat? No vegetables?
Dad: Nope.
Officer: Ok, you're good to go. (To trainee) See? No meat.
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