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Thursday, November 28, 2002
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Do you see how I'm making more of an effort to take a few minutes out of my day to update? So what if I'm not all that interesting - at least I'm trying!
So, the trip home today was, um, interesting. It started with me going out to my car today at 11:30am to brush off ALL of the snow. When I left at 12:00pm, my car was covered with another half inch. Not a good sign, really. I left my apt to go and pick Liz Hartman up at class (somewhere near Bradfield - I don' t know those buildings very well). As we drove to her apartment, my car decided that it didn't want to stop on University - I slid across the street (yes, that means into what could have been oncoming traffic) and up onto the sidewalk before my breaks decided to work. My car, as you may know, is not meant for going over curbs. Luckily, I think the other cars saw me lose control and decided not to start traveling. There was more fun down University, first stopping at Liz's (right before which I was actually driving on the wrong side of the road because I felt like it was safer, since cars had actually driven there) and then into downtown on my way out of town. Once I got off of University and onto a more plowed street such as Buffalo Ave, everything was fun, but let me tell you, those were some tense moments beforehand. It's 12:30pm, my speedometer is registering 0 mph yet I'm skidding all over the place, I have a flight at 5:05pm out of.... Buffalo. I was convinced I'd miss my flight. Lucky for me, outside of Ithaca, all is well, made good time to Buffalo (where my car is now safely parked in Liz H's garage), got to the airport an hour before my flight, the airport was dead, made it onto my flight on time, of course, and into O'Hare early.
And now I'm at home, and I'm thinking my whole plan to take over the office over Winter Break is not a good one. This is not looking like a very comfy pull-out sofabed. It'll work this weekend, and then I have three weeks to decide what I'm going to do with that lovely most of the month that I'll be home. Woohoo.
Exhausted now, need sleep....
- Lizzardie, at 12:57 AM
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Tuesday, November 26, 2002
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Bored bored bored bored. It's very very quiet here at work. People don't tend to want to buy theatre tickets the day before they leave for Thanksgiving Break. That is, if they haven't left already.
I will be leaving tomorrow. And wouldn't you know it - my house will be stuffed with people while I'm home. Woohoo. I thought I was managing to get home without my sister being there, but no, she'll be there, too. *Sigh* Once it would be nice to just have some downtime while I'm at home, but no. Not possible. Maybe it will be SEMI-peaceful over Winter Break, since I'll be home for so long, but I think that's wishful thinking.
I have purchased two bottles of wine to bring home to my parents. I'm hoping they'll (the bottles of wine, that is) say, "I love you, I wanted to do something nice, I'm poor, buy me a laptop for Christmas." I actually don't think I'm going to be successful, but I refuse to lose hope. I'm also having trouble coming up with an "alternate" Christmas list, which my mom has now requested. So the wine I bought for them includes a lovely Finger Lakes Riesling, which I doubt they'll have ever seen - a good one, too - Dr. Frank's Johannisburg Riesling. There is also a nice Chianti, which is of course from Italy. In wines we had talked about how Riesling and Chianti both can compliment turkey well, so I'm sure they're good choices. They also happen to be wines that I like (Riesling being one of two white wine varieties I've had that I like, unless you count the syrupy Bordeaux we had last week that was like drinking liquid sugar - yummmmm). Maybe if my parents don't get me the laptop, they'll take the hint and buy me a lot of wine. Or maybe they'll be really nice and just pay my bills. Ohh wait, I end up asking them to do that anyway. *sigh*
No more classes until after break (probably not after break, either, really, given my recent attendance record), but I still have work and that take-home prelim and working on my project, which I hope won't be too too bad. I can't wait until the end of this semester.
Ohh, and congrats to Beta Nu's new officers. I know that they'll make us proud and I'm glad that we elected a treasurer that will competently be able to replace me, hehehe. =) Adam's idea of a tropical island for former eboard members to retire to is not a bad one, really.... =)
- Lizzardie, at 5:16 PM
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Friday, November 22, 2002
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More things that rock: Ani DiFranco and Cornell v. Harvard hockey. Okay, so the hockey game isn't until tomorrow, but I've already seen a game before (way back when, freshman year) so I can still say that.
Going up to Rochester to see Ani was definitely worth it, and makes me love Delta Alpha brothers even more. =) Ani is broken, though - she's on crutches (I couldn't hear what she said happened, people screaming) so she sat the entire performance. It was kind of funny because she couldn't dance around stage so she was trying to accommodate while sitting and I thought she was going to fall over backwards several times! =) On the Living in Clip CD, I'd been wondering why she was always strumming the guitar while talking, and now that I've seen her, I realize she switches guitars after each song (or at least she did last night) so it makes sense to me that she was strumming. And the opener, Hammel on Trial (or something like that) was very vulgar. If you'd like to hear the penguin joke, let me know.
After the concert, Rebecca, Abby, Bryan (they are the people I saw the concert with) met Bolcar at Jay's. It's so nice that Bolcar only lives in Rochester which isn't that far away and that he's good friends with DA brothers, because it's really good to be able to see him all the time. =) I hope he realizes how much we appreciate him, even if we do give him hell all the time. =) Then it was back to Rebecca and Abby's apartment where we watched a good hour of Queer As Folk, and then I stayed up and talked with Rebecca until almost 5:00am. Note: when you have class the next day in Ithaca and you're in Rochester, staying up until 5:00am is not advisable. But college is about these kinds of opportunities, right? It's not like I actually learned anything in physics lab today, anyways, except that lasers are kinda cool.
I've decided that I've been a pretty lucky concert-goer this semester, especially for someone who hardly ever goes to see concerts. Incubus, Ani DiFranco, and hopefully Live (they'll be at IC in a few weeks.... hopefully I'll actually buy tickets). Being in upstate NY, not many quality groups come this way. But this year has been exceptional, which is totally cool by me.
My exciting week of big highlights has actually motivated me and it's been a little easier to get work done. I'm not going to let the momentum die now, so back to work for me! =)
- Lizzardie, at 1:36 AM
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Tuesday, November 19, 2002
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Rachel, there's a comment waiting for you in the last post. I've never tried the whole responding to a comment thing in the comment box, so I'm not sure if you would actually think to look there.
I'm in Carpenter right now, running a program that is taking forever. Blah. And this is just for a homework assignment! I really need to get cracking on my projects, but limited time in the lab and all that nonsense, yeah. There's always this weekend.... I really hate being here in Carpenter, though. I'm way too restless to spend all of my time in the lab, but that's what I do now. It sucks. A lot.
Convention rocked this past weekend, of course, although there's nothing like your first national PSP event (that would have been Convention last year). There were some things that made Convention last year better (of course, because it was the first one) but parts of this one were definitely much more awesome. What can you do? I slept for maybe 5 hours all weekend and if you add to that the little sleep I got last week, the drinking Thursday night and drinking and smoking Friday night (I've really got to stop that), I was one tired girl. BUT, I managed to be able to drive all the way back yesterday (in Herb's car - we didn't take my car), which was 7 hours. Yes, I drove more than I slept. What an idiot I am. I think I was running on adrenaline, because when we got into Ithaca last night (around 6:30pm) I wanted to collapse. Instead, I came here, to Carpenter! I also managed to fall asleep on the couch here, so maybe that wasn't such a good idea.
My mom called while I was walking home, in the snow (I would have driven, but Will still had my car, which has now been vacuumed, woohoo - at least I got a ride to the lab from Herb). She wanted to inform me that when I come home next Wednesday, I should have a Christmas list for her. This is one of my least favorite things to do all year. Because of the way I live - in a constant state of poverty - I'm obsessed with coming up with things that I need. Although the things that I need are relatively few (but relatively expensive): money to pay various bills, including credit card bills, rent, car payments and cell phone payments, and food. That's all. Of course, I can't ask for the money I need for these things, as my mom says that it isn't an appropriate Christmas present (granted, my parents do give me the money I need when I need it, but I'd rather ask for it for Christmas and not feel guilty about it). So the only other thing I want this year is a nice, new laptop. While I do not necessarily need one, as I do have a computer, having a new computer would make me very happy indeed. No more crashing, no more waiting, no more frustration (or relatively low levels of these things, I would hope). How great would that be? But, of course, a laptop would set my parents back a good $1500 for what I want, so maybe it's not such a good idea to ask for one. Grrr. Anything else is relatively small and not all that important for me to have: a PDA, an electric blanket, wine (red, preferably, though a good Riesling would also be good), clothes. I could definitely live without these things. Blah. Maybe they could pay for my bridesmaid dress. Speaking of which, if there's anyone reading this who might want to be my date to Jaime's wedding on January 4th, you should definitely get in touch with me. I need a date. And I have so few friends (at least at home).
I noticed this weekend that the winter blues are starting to get to me. There's actually a disorder for when you get seasonally depressed, but I don't remember what the name of it is. And I believe it affects a rather disproportionally large number of women each year. Woohoo. So I can't actually say that I have that, but I definitely have been known to get pretty depressed in the winter months. It usually has something to do with loneliness, or ill-conceived loneliness. It's like my own claustrophobic bubble that no one else can enter and that I'm fighting to get out of. The littlest thing upsets me. Mood swings are not uncommon. And when I actually have something that I'm maybe upset about (read: anything having to do with the male population) it's so much worse. Looking back: junior years of both high school and college were killer. Things don't seem to be shaping up for me this winter, either, but more because I'm confused and tend to blow just about everything out of proportion. I read way too much into the most minor of details.
Ahh, well. I need a countdown this week, so here goes: 2 days until the Ani DiFranco concert in Rochester, 4 days until the Cornell v. Harvard hockey game at Lynah. At least I can look forward to those things, for now.
My program is done running, so I get to go home! Yay!
- Lizzardie, at 12:29 AM
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Monday, November 11, 2002
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It's Monday. Veteran's Day to be exact, but I actually don't care. No mail today, though, which is sad, because I love mail. Bank also wasn't open, which sucks because I have mucho deposits to make. Ahh, well, I'll do that tomorrow.
Weekend was good, though no work got done of course. It's good to have alumni visit and to put up messages on the message board in the living room pointing at who's sleeping on my couch. =) Herb came into town Friday night, which meant that there was Risk over at Will's place, which was a lot of fun. I came the closest to winning that I ever have, legitimately (meaning I didn't team up with anyone to eliminate another player before dominating). Herb and I eventually called the game a draw, though, as it was getting kinda boring for us and for those who had been previously eliminated. We're such dorks.
Saturday night Bolcar was in town, too, which just added to the fun events. We sat around in my breakfast nook playing poker, drinking and smoking. I actually won 2 dollars and change in poker, yay! Susan was not happy to come home and find people smoking in the apartment, though, so we moved that outside. And I have a confession to make. Rachel is going to kill me for all the hard times I've ever given her about smoking now, I know it. So the last two times Herb and Bolcar have been in town I've smoked. A lot. But not cigarettes, mind you. Pipe tobacco. (Note: I had previously tried this silly pipe thing twice before - once last spring and once over the summer I think, but I definitely more than tried it these two times.) I don't think I can think of anything more anti-feminine and I have no idea why I'm subjecting myself to something I'm pretty much against. It's not bad, though, and I don't feel entirely guilty about it. It just feels so against everything I've always preached. I'm such a hypocrite. AND THEN Saturday I tried a clove cigarette. Also not bad. It made a cool crackling noise when I smoked it. I WILL NOT BECOME A SMOKER THOUGH. Not me. I refuse to let it happen. My friends are such bad influences on me and I need to stop hanging out with just the guys. Probably a key indicator of just how bad of influences they are on me was when I took a shot of whiskey Saturday night and chased it with a puff from the stupid pipe. There go my morals.
Other than that, the weekend was filled with incorporation forms. I love being treasurer, I really do, but this is a lot of work. At least now I'm getting help and I feel a little better about these forms, but it's sad that I'm spending more time on this than on my 6 classes. I'm silly like that, I guess. I was up until 5:30am last night (err, morning) and then slept through work and class, for the most part. I need to start going to class, I'm wasting my education.
Other notes from the weekend: Hockey games are so much fun! It's so nice to have season tickets! And the Harvard game is less than 2 weeks away! Also: one should always watch who you let put away messages up on your computer.
- Lizzardie, at 10:52 PM
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Tuesday, November 05, 2002
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It's time for a very, very brief update, while I have time, and because I know that you all love my updates. Nothing too major going on here - same ol', same ol'. I'm at work right now, but I get to leave in a few minutes, yay! I think I'm taking my car in to be looked at Friday morning - I'll just get up and leave around 9, and maybe I'll be back for one or two or all of my lectures, but I should definitely be back in time for section. It's still cold in my apt, but we found out that the thermostat is on the second floor, so we're going to go and bother them. =) And work is a little slow this week, though I have two tests on Thursday. Not much of an update, is this? I've in general just been taking it a little easy the past few days, enjoying the slow pace. I'm sure it'll be back to the grindstone just a bit more in the coming days, but until then, whatever. First hockey games of the season this weekend, yay! I hope Princeton and Yale are prepared to be demolished, hehehe. =) That's all from me for now - I'm leaving the box office.
- Lizzardie, at 5:27 PM
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Saturday, November 02, 2002
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I'm sitting at work, eating pretzel twigs with chive and onion cream cheese. Yum. Work is not so bad, because at least it's warm in here, unlike in my apartment. I finally took Vinny's advice and turned the oven on. 300 degrees with the door open, ohh yeah. We're not paying for gas or heat, so what do I care right? I'm getting really tired of being in my apartment wearing several shirts including one of my turtlenceck wool sweaters and freezing. It's like back in the day when I used to walk around my parents' house wearing my school coat, only now I don't get as cold nearly as easily. BRRRRR
So, I went to the football game today, even though it was snowing (frat fundraising, I won't get into that). Anyway, I'm standing around, outside one of the entrances, and who should be walking around, but the one Princeton football player I happen to know - Donald Scott. I think I scared him, because he had no idea that I go to school here at good ol' Cornell. Quote from him: "This is weird." So yeah, it's kinda funny to see someone you know from high school on your campus when you're pretty sure that the number of people from your high school who've ever stepped foot on your campus number very few. Ahh well. It was good to see an old face.
Slow week ahead for me, meaning only one problem set (but 2 prelims, blah). We'll see if I can get some stuff done on one of the four group projects I have. Fun fun fun, you'd think my professors would have mercy on me.
- Lizzardie, at 8:28 PM
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