If it wasn't in the freezer...it's not my shirt.

Wed, 25 Nov 2009 20:26:17 GMT

a) I smell like mice from prolonged updating of the database in the basement.

b) I bought a bag of FRESH Brussels Sprouts last night...ideas? Me + shopping with no list and late at night = teh awesome.

Sun, 25 Oct 2009 15:35:54 GMT

How is it that a flight to Paris costs 1/2 as much as a flight to Seattle?

I need to go buy some food.

Menu for the week:
Roasted onions, carrots, sweet and Idaho potatoes
Turmeric chicken
Lentils and Rice
Pear salad
Orzo w/tomatoes, gorg, toasted walnuts and lemon juice

Breakfasts as usual. I'm an egg eater. But I won't say no to biscuits and white sauce.

I need to write my admissions essay for Johns Hopkins in such a manner as to convince them to let me in to their sweet BMB in Public Health PhD program. I'm thinking the Armenush Slaps the Chicken story will do it.

Tue, 20 Oct 2009 13:29:33 GMT

WTF is with my post-marathon non-hunger??? I haven't eaten any more than I would on a normal day, and I actually think it is LESS. Frown.

Success!!!

Photoing.

Fri, 28 Aug 2009 01:52:06 GMT

Fact:

With Jodi on Crystal Lake:

With nephews on Lake MI:

Sisters:

Sun, 09 Aug 2009 12:01:24 GMT

Four-ish miles out of 12 on a humid morning with thunderstorms after 3 hours of sleep.

Somewhat of a fail. I guess I will do the other 8 tonight? Then try harder next week? I couldn't breathe. And my shirt was soaked after about 10 minutes.

Hopefully that doesn't mess up my schedule, but that was just not going to happen. It's GROSS out.

I - the fail.

Shower - baptism - back to Ann Arbor - Host Book Club - Run again? - Watch ridiculous amounts of MASH. Sounds like a plan.

Sat, 01 Aug 2009 04:24:34 GMT

Things might be progressing after all.

To bed I say!

Sat, 20 Jun 2009 13:13:17 GMT

Demand that I figure out how to keep a houseplant alive for a full year.

Wed, 27 May 2009 12:45:06 GMT

You know who was awesome beyond belief?

Right Said Fred

Chuckle.

This is still my favorite Armenian song:

And out.

Sun, 17 May 2009 23:59:49 GMT

I need a new icon.

Help?

An interaction...

Thu, 07 May 2009 20:14:49 GMT

I just opened up my drawer at work, pulled out a potato, and said to Steph 'Did you know that I keep this potato in my drawer in case I get hungry?'

'Jamie, that's like...the weirdest thing YET'.

Wed, 08 Apr 2009 12:53:34 GMT

Woo. I ended up raising $140 for Big Brothers Big Sisters. In something like three days. I am the fund-raising champ!

Today is awesome because I'm leaving early to go to East Lansing. The most happening place in MI. Peace Corps reception tonight at MSU. I'm excited about that. Maybe all of MSU PC Armenia will be there...Probably not. But I will see a bunch of people I know, and this time I'm an RPCV. Go team.

I found my blog listed on the PC Armenia Wiki page...no wonder last year I got a phone call about needing to censor my post about the hookah. Whatever, it's Armenian hookah. From Shah Pizza! But there was no hookah - only free dates and tea! My life over there was not unlike an episode of Seinfeld.

Haircut in T-# of days until Saturday...I want it OFF. Good lord. Let me get a good stylist who will make it good for wearing it straight or curly.

Oh and seriously, this pain on my gum better not be a mouth abscess. Because that would be TOO AWESOME.

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HOOKAH HOOKAH HOOKAH. Yeah, I get to say it now without locking the post.

HOOKAH.

Fri, 03 Apr 2009 01:16:42 GMT

This makes me happy because it is from the exact concert we were at.

I still <3 Sam Beam

Tue, 17 Mar 2009 20:52:13 GMT

1. My favorite character on Get Fuzzy (aside from Satchel) is Chubby Hugs.

2. The University of Washington is looking A++ appealing to me.

3. I made art for my bedroom wall by gluing some fabric to cheapo canvasses, then used super foam tape to keep them up.

4. Last year I only figured out that it was St. Pat's because Dagen and Tony drunk dialed me. At the time I was trying to sleep but could only focus on the mice running around overhead.

5. The plant bulb I put in Ollie's water bowl is starting to grow.

Fri, 13 Mar 2009 15:05:50 GMT

Seriously...how did this person miss the child-proof TOP of the container?

www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29675664/

Like, that ALONE should tell you 'not a flavored beverage'.

dumbass.

Wed, 11 Mar 2009 14:22:28 GMT

I was running on the inside track at the gym yesterday, from like 9:05 - 10:00pm.

Around 9:35, this guy laps me and says 'You're the only person I haven't outlasted'.

So I told him I was probably going to outlast him. Which I totally did. I pretty much wanted to say 'Dude, I trained for a marathon in a mountain range while Peace Corps malnourished, I'm pretty sure I can run on this track until 10'.

Which I did. And which he failed to do.

Bwahahahaha.

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 12:47:27 GMT

Fasting is a bitch when the first thing you do in the morning after opening your eyes is eat breakfast.

I = the huuuuuungry.

Heading off to UHS to get blood work done, then grabbing some eats.

PS: FFFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIDAAAAYYYYY.

Oh and if you have access to my facebook, you should check out the awesome video of us talking to Dukakis in front of the pyramids.

Mon, 02 Mar 2009 13:27:31 GMT

On a scale of one to it was a decent weekend, 25.

Friday I had my 'health assessment' at work so that I can get an extra $100 in my next paycheck. The woman who went over my results with me was 'kind of' telling me I needed to exercise and eat more fiber, to the point where I was like "Lady, I work out almost an hour and a half 6 days a week, and I consumed 36 pounds of grapefruit this month, I'm not sure how much more exercise and fiber I can get here..."

Went to the library and picked up my requested titles, so I watched 'Awakenings' over the course of the weekend. Oliver Sacks is my hero. Robin Williams pretending to be Oliver Sacks under a different name is not. I love requesting titles from the Public Library website and getting them sent to the branch near my apartment, it is like shopping, but for free.

Saturday mom came out and we went to the Broken Egg for breakfast. Hillary Swank was not there. But we both got delicious pancakes, then wandered around downtown for a while. Tried to find some attractive fleece to make my sister a fleece blanket, but nothing is really that nice. I can make you a really cute one of kiddie/baby fleece though, if you want Jod.

That evening I went out and bought my new Betta fish. He is maroon. His name is Oliver. He has a much bigger bowl than my original Betta, Algemon, had when I was in 6th grade. Consequently, he swims around a lot in it and looks pretty. He won't eat his food though. Maybe he's full?

Ang and I went to a brewpub in Plymouth on Saturday night. The Blonde beer was good, but she got a cherry porter that tasted like thick bad coffee. Afterward we got Rolos. Who doesn't love a Rolo, riddle me this.

Yesterday I spent the day picking out good pictures to print and put in frames to make my place look more homey. I printed up a really nice one of Grandma as a 5x7, got it a nice frame, and added a dried flower my mom gave me from the funeral. It looks really nice. Now she is sitting on my desk and I can always see her. My grandma was awesome^30.

This week I re-commence my memoirs. Story #2: "100% maybe, or 'how I learned to stop asking for a new outhouse hole and learned to start pooping in a box'".

Hope you caught that Lauren.

Sun, 01 Mar 2009 19:13:07 GMT

When I came home for Xmas last year I made THREE CDs of all of my first and 1/2 of second year of Armenia photos. Then I deleted everything off of my POS Dell and went back for another 8 months.

Today I'm printing up a bunch of good pics to put on my walls, when I discover that I CAN'T open the disks. I about had a heart attack. TWO years of my life, my host families, my villages, I pretty much cried.

Turns out I can open them here at work.

PHEW.

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 17:10:12 GMT

We just went to lunch at Angelo's.

Hillary Swank came in.

We dined together. - ish.

'It's a date, it's a scam, whatever.'
~Say Anything.

FYI the 'bowl' of clam chowder at the actual Angelo's and not from On the Side is approximately a vat. I pretty much had to bring all of it back to work with me.

It picks up the phone and it calls someone.

Sat, 21 Feb 2009 23:53:00 GMT

I love my sisters.

Just want to throw that out there.

Wed, 18 Feb 2009 20:42:15 GMT

Oh I dance like an ad for the Gap, dammit!

Wed, 28 Jan 2009 04:09:29 GMT

Oooooh man....

The hat I just knit is like, TOOOOOOOO big again. Why? Why must the hat come out HUGE? No one wears a huge hat anymore, unless Blossom is still around clinging to her one year of fame.

I knit it on size 7 needles! 7! And the pattern called for size 10! What kind of head was THAT HAT planning on fitting? My friend has a small head so he was like, make sure it is small...but no, I end up hunting down the mammoth head hat online. Great. Now must start again. With a little less fail.

Tue, 20 Jan 2009 14:07:37 GMT

Yes uzum em panizh...

(yeah, I'm calling it a zh and not a r, because that's how Pambak rolls)

Thu, 15 Jan 2009 23:57:17 GMT

Yesterday I was at the gym and running on a treadmill (I know, suck, but it was like minus one million degrees out) and when I do that I get all sweaty because it gets way to hot for me in the gym, so I was like dripping all over my Hard Lessons shirt and this really thin athletic looking woman that was running next to me told me that she was impressed with how fast I was going.

I forgot to tell her that is how I roll.

It's a big day for Mars I guess.
And for United Airlines. Whose plane hit a FLOCK OF BIRDS (according to the last news update I read) and went down. Good thing everyone is okay.

Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead is being put on by the theater company here, and I really, really want to go. Because this is one of my favorite bits ever:

I mean, one thinks of it like being alive in a box. One keeps forgetting to take into account the fact that one is dead, which should make all the difference, shouldn't it? I mean, you'd never *know* you were in a box, would you? It would be just like you were asleep in a box. Not that I'd like to sleep in a box, mind you. Not without any air. You'd wake up dead for a start, and then where would you be? In a box. That's the bit I don't like, frankly. That's why I don't think of it. Because you'd be helpless, wouldn't you? Stuffed in a box like that. I mean, you'd be in there forever, even taking into account the fact that you're dead. It isn't a pleasant thought. Especially if you're dead, really. Ask yourself, if I asked you straight off, "I'm going to stuff you in this box. Now, would you rather be alive or dead?" naturally, you'd prefer to be alive. Life in a box is better than no life at all, I expect. You'd have a chance, at least. You could lie there thinking, "Well, at least I'm not dead. In a minute somebody is going to bang on the lid, and tell me to come out."

Sweater!

Sat, 10 Jan 2009 18:50:41 GMT

Well..I told myself I could do it, so I went ahead and did it. Probably it isn't perfect and won't actually fit a baby, but I tried my best...

The wee little vest bit:

With the arms on:

And all sewn up: