One of my best friends from college visited this past weekend... it was rad. We had a date night that involved an entire baguette and wine from a Nalgene on the beach, and it ended with dessert at P.F. Chang's. They had mini desserts, so we ordered 5 (this is not a joke).
One of them was the miniature version of the Great Wall of Chocolate (insert trademark here). It's called the "Mini Great Wall of Chocolate." Mini Great. Ha! Mr. Chang is a riot!
I'm officially on an oxymoron kick now. And I've decided that I'm hopelessly idealistic (among other things).
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Time
"Time is the only reality of life, yet it is a strangely nonexistent reality: it constantly dissolves life in a past which no longer is, and in a future which always leads to death. By itself time is nothing but a line of telegraph poles strung out into the distance and at some point along the way is our death." -Alexander Schmemann, For the Life of the World
Time is a funny thing.
I have a really hard time with endings, like, an unnaturally hard time. We're talking, I cried on my way to turn in my last final on Friday, because it meant that my first year of grad school was over. Not all of grad school, just year one. Probably not normal.
I love new beginnings though. I know I love them, because I do them fairly often in spite of my profoundly hard time with endings.
Usually, when I'm in the midst of an ending, I feel as though someone is pouring a pool's worth of water over me while I stand with cupped hands, trying to catch it all. How am I supposed to hold all the good in my heart while still moving forward? I don't really know how, and that's why I'm thankful for time. I need its constraints. It doesn't wait on me, and I'm glad it doesn't. I need its push so that I can embrace the next good thing.
Time is a funny thing.
I have a really hard time with endings, like, an unnaturally hard time. We're talking, I cried on my way to turn in my last final on Friday, because it meant that my first year of grad school was over. Not all of grad school, just year one. Probably not normal.
I love new beginnings though. I know I love them, because I do them fairly often in spite of my profoundly hard time with endings.
Usually, when I'm in the midst of an ending, I feel as though someone is pouring a pool's worth of water over me while I stand with cupped hands, trying to catch it all. How am I supposed to hold all the good in my heart while still moving forward? I don't really know how, and that's why I'm thankful for time. I need its constraints. It doesn't wait on me, and I'm glad it doesn't. I need its push so that I can embrace the next good thing.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
nine whole days!
Well, finished my first year of grad school. That's pretty crazy.
I have 9 days until I start summer school-- a year's worth of Greek packed into one summer of love. Yup, one year, one summer. So I plan to relish all the glory that my 9 day break will bring.
How, you ask? Here's how...
Finish Poisonwood Bible finally (I don't think I've picked it up in a good 3 weeks)
Blog (I'm well on my way, huh?)
Watch some World Cup games (I love you, George and Dragon... and beer)
Cook something... anything! (I'm sick of turkey sandwiches and carrots)
Sleep (I took two naps yesterday after turning in my last final. I'm doing well with this one.)
Watch a couple good movies and some crappy television
NOT write a paper (I think I'm most excited about this one)
I have 9 days until I start summer school-- a year's worth of Greek packed into one summer of love. Yup, one year, one summer. So I plan to relish all the glory that my 9 day break will bring.
How, you ask? Here's how...
Finish Poisonwood Bible finally (I don't think I've picked it up in a good 3 weeks)
Blog (I'm well on my way, huh?)
Watch some World Cup games (I love you, George and Dragon... and beer)
Cook something... anything! (I'm sick of turkey sandwiches and carrots)
Sleep (I took two naps yesterday after turning in my last final. I'm doing well with this one.)
Watch a couple good movies and some crappy television
NOT write a paper (I think I'm most excited about this one)
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Things I hate
The song "Love Shack"
I cringe every time I hear this song come on. I really think it might be the most annoying song in existence, partly because of the song itself, partly because of the people who love it.
Texas pride
Get over it, Texas. No one is messing with you, not everything is bigger there, and Billy Bob Thornton starred in The Alamo.
Mustard
I just think it's gross, that's all.
Facebook statuses that could be better described as diary entries
This is a love-hate relationship. They're so entertaining, but they're so painful. I would also like to include here cryptic statuses that are clearly directed to one person. Come on, people... you're fooling no one.
Misuse of your/you're, there/their/they're, and two/to/too
These things are covered in elementary school. It's time to learn.
[Note: I know this is a little cynical-- maybe rude too-- but it's finals week, so I'm allowed.]
I cringe every time I hear this song come on. I really think it might be the most annoying song in existence, partly because of the song itself, partly because of the people who love it.
Texas pride
Get over it, Texas. No one is messing with you, not everything is bigger there, and Billy Bob Thornton starred in The Alamo.
Mustard
I just think it's gross, that's all.
Facebook statuses that could be better described as diary entries
This is a love-hate relationship. They're so entertaining, but they're so painful. I would also like to include here cryptic statuses that are clearly directed to one person. Come on, people... you're fooling no one.
Misuse of your/you're, there/their/they're, and two/to/too
These things are covered in elementary school. It's time to learn.
[Note: I know this is a little cynical-- maybe rude too-- but it's finals week, so I'm allowed.]
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