May
30 May 2004
Posted at 1817.
29 May 2004
Posted at 1724.
28 May 2004
There's a room in the LSRC at Duke called the Gay and
Erskine Love auditorium. I used to think it was a funny name because
Erksine Love
reminded me of the song Muskrat Love.
But today it just hit me. This guy's wife is named Gay Love. It's not
even as if she had a horrible maiden name like Buttz or Sechs. You'd
think poor Gay would stand up for herself and refuse to take her husband's
last name in such a situation, but I guess not. Now her legacy is that
you too can have Gay Love for the low price of $2,250 a day. Just click here
if you're 18 or older.
Posted at 1908.
27 May 2004
I hate my backyard. At the end of last summer, I decided to cut a bunch
of leaves and vines on the fence at the property line and ended up with a
really bad case of poison ivy, in spite of the fact that I used to be
immune to it. This resulted in my being horribly embarrassed to meet new
anthro people with big puffy welts on my arm in August. Today, I decided
to mow the back yard because it needed it. I saw two ticks on my pants
but pressed on. When I got inside and stripped to shower, I found 5 ticks
on me. Grrrrr. I do not deal well with bugs adhering to my flesh. I
don't plan to go out into my backyard again anytime soon.
Posted at 1932.
25 May 2004
Because my officemates and I don't appear to feel like working, we're all
playing crazy computer games. While Arum is hopelessly addicted to
Insaniquarium, John wanted to find old Atari games online. He beat
Adventure, and I showed him Kaboom, and then I found
this: naughty Atari
games. My favorite: the Kaboom-like game, only instead of a criminal
dropping bombs into your bucket, it's a guy dropping gizz into your mouth.
Ewwwww. However, the other game with the priapic Barney has what has to
be the worst drawn character ever.
Posted at 1226.
24 May 2004
Posted at 1742.
While I realize that it's important to be an informed consumer in today's
heavily capitalist, choice-abundant world, which has spawned everything
from Consumer Reports to food/entertainment ratings, am I alone in
thinking that the Guru Rating
Service is a little unnecessary? "Yes, while I respect Anand Murti
Guru Maa Ji's teaching, I find that he's a little overpriced and not as
cult-y as Suma Ching Hai is."
Posted at 1521.
22 May 2004
Success! I think I finally got through to Twitmeister, the high school
student who linked his IM screen name with my cell phone number (used to
be his number), with the result that I got lots of rather distasteful IMs
to my cell phone. Snippets of our IM transcript, when I finally found him
not away:
(20:13:14) Kristina: Hi. It's Kristina. I sent you e-mail about your
IM forwarding through MyMobile, which sends IMs to you when you're away
to my cell phone.(20:13:44) TeenTwit: yeah
(20:13:48) TeenTwit: im fixin that shit as we speak
(20:13:51) Kristina: Awesome.
(20:13:52) TeenTwit: sorry bout the trouble
(20:13:54) Kristina: That's OK.
(20:13:59) Kristina: Did you used to have the same number or something?
(20:14:10) TeenTwit: yeah
(20:19:31) TeenTwit: so you wouldnt happen to know how i get the little thing off my name woul you
(20:19:44) Kristina: What little thing?
(20:20:00) TeenTwit: the cell phone
(20:20:21) TeenTwit: do you know how to disable it without goin to that site
(20:20:23) Kristina: Uh, just log into MyMobile with your IM screen name and password. Then you click something like "cancel phone".
(20:21:00) Kristina: MyMobile has linked your IM screen name with the cell number. But you can just log in and cancel it.
(20:22:35) TeenTwit: like it wont let me sign in
(20:22:42) Kristina: Did you forget your password?
(20:22:46) TeenTwit: everytime i try to it says page cannot be displayed
(20:24:45) TeenTwit: well i just got it to work
(20:24:49) TeenTwit: i think your good to go now
(20:25:18) TeenTwit: sorry bout the trouble
(20:25:25) Kristina: That's OK. No worries.
(20:25:34) Kristina: Have a good summer!
(20:25:36) TeenTwit: you too
Honestly. I should be, like, a detective or an AOL help person or
something. I managed to find Twitmeister's IM buddy and IM him, asking
him the screen name and e-mail address of Twitmeister. Buddy actually
replied to me, and an e-mail and IM chat later, Twitmeister finally fixed
it. With no effing help from AOL or Sprint, I might add. I'm a regular
Nancy Drew.
Posted at 2030.
21 May 2004
Anyone who's talked to me in the past few days will know that I have
turned into uber consumer advocate. While I haven't heard back from the
silly Canadian postcarders yet, I did get a reply from Big Bowl Asian Kitchen in response to
an e-mail I sent them about their menu. A few friends and I went there
for dinner before seeing Mean
Girls (which is Heathers
lite), and their menu looked
reasonably
vegetarian-friendly. I chose the vegetable stir fry with the Thai coconut
curry sauce, and was told that it wasn't completely vegetarian--there was
fish paste in the curry. I switched my order to the vegetables and tofu
pad thai, figuring that would be vegetarian. Nope, fish paste. I gave up
at that point and got a vegetable stir fry in a ginger sauce made with
chicken broth. So Big Bowl's answer to my sort of snippy e-mail asking if
there was anything vegetarian on their menu: Vegetable wontons,
potstickers, peanut noodles, vegetable wonton soup, vegetable stir-fry
with the only vegetarian sauce on the menu, and mandarin chopped salad
without chicken. Wow, huuuuge selection there. I'm disappointed in them.
Just wanted to rant.
Posted at 1214.
20 May 2004
Posted at 1159.
19 May 2004
So I'm back from California, and had some very whiny and overly
affectionate cats waiting for me. (They both slept next to my head last
night.) I also got a bunch of mail, including this
postcard from Juline's trip to New Orleans. Fortunately, it seems the
mailman (or, to be more politically-correct, the person-person ;) gave up
on attempting to collect 14 cents from me. To be fair, the postcard does
measure 6 3/4" by 4 5/8", well over both of the PO's prescribed
dimensions.
Hmmmm. I just might write to The Postcard Factory, who
published and distributed it, because they're selling postcards to
unwitting tourists without a caveat about requiring extra postage. I
doubt The Postcard Factory knows any better, though. They're located in
Ontario. The Canada
Postal Guide says that standard postcards cannot
exceed the dimensions 235mm by 120mm, nor a thickness of .18mm. So in SI,
the postcard is 171.45mm by 117.475mm, well within the limits of the
Canadian system. Of course, in Canada, the postal rate for a postcard is
the same as for a letter.
Let's see what TPF has to
say for itself, shall we? Let's see if the Canadians will uphold their
reputation as nice, friendly (but freezing) people and answer my e-mail. Stay tuned!
Posted at 1334.
17 May 2004
What animals can you do? Imitate, that is. I can apparently only do a
yippy dog and a goat, although my goat-talking skills are legendary in
Pachia Ammos. Just
ask Manolis here.
Posted at 1025.
16 May 2004
Posted at 2234.
15 May 2004
Posted at 2332.
14 May 2004
Posted at 2343.
11 May 2004
Posted at 1501.
10 May 2004
Posted at 2118.
My name translated into Hindi is apparently Laxmi Lakdiwali, while Ankur's in English is Brandon Smith. Is it just me, or does Laxmi Lakdiwali sound vaguely dirty? ;) OK, so Ankur tells me that Laxmi, the wife of Vishnu, means "abundance" or "wealth." Lakdiwali means roughly "lumberjack's wife" and they "have a history of sexual stories in ancient Indian culture" about them. Great, I have a Hindi porn name now.
Posted at 1403.
A few days ago, my classics officemates were, for some odd reason, attempting to come up with a nickname for me. As always happens, someone suggested Killer. I always demur because that was, much more aptly, my dad's nickname at West Point, but yesterday I think I might have earned it: I managed to squash 2 spiders, 1 ginormous mosquito-daddy-long-legs hybrid insect, and a roach. I tell you, I'm a serial entomolocide.
Posted at 1226.
9 May 2004
Posted at 0112.
6 May 2004
Ah, glorious Cinco
de Mayo. You inspire such drunkenness. Party's
finally over. Had a rip-roaring time. OK, not riproaring, but got to see
Arum
do
tequila shots, John apologize for UVa-WM weirdness, Rob get really
*really* loud, and, well, all the fun clean-up that comes with hosting a
party at your house. That, and the 4:45am bedtime. Thanks, Erik. :p
Posted at 0443.
4 May 2004
Posted at 2203.
2 May 2004
Posted at 2053.
I found this on someone's website. Is this guy pimpin' or what?! If a tree falls in the forest... does Skelly still dance when I minimize galeon?
Posted at 1041.