heartbreaker

I woke up at 5 a.m. this morning and thought, "twelve hours until kickoff!"

We left for the Colisseum at 6 a.m. and waited in line until around 1:30 when they let us in. The longest part by far was sitting in the Colisseum for four hours (turns out kick0ff wasn't until closer to 5:30) in the hot sun.

But the best part was when there was 1:18 left in the fourth quarter, usc is up by 32 points, and my little sis Sarah turns to me and says, "I think the buckeyes can still come back... NEXT YEAR!" and we laughed and laughed and then went home. fight on indeed!

physical (you're so)

rush is going well as my general health deteriorates (sleep? who needs it). I spent a while in the lab today while SolidWorks 2008 continued to crash. I just moved back to 2007, it was too much trouble (even though now I'm more used to 2008! gosh darn you graphics cards. i decided to blame the graphics card)

I'm making a model for my Senior Lab Design class, I'm excited about machining my pieces and using the 3-D printer and all that mechanical jazz. but I'm a little more excited about my lab goggles that i bedazzled. I found adhesive gems at Joann's and went to town (but not in my direct line of sight because, I mean, safety is paramount)

I think this semester is going to turn out well. so long as I never ever waste time by, say, blogging.

brazos

I celebrated my birthday by doing the things I wanna do.

I took a train (and BART, which is like light rail, but not as cool as a proper train) to the city and met a friend there, and we went to a farmers market, walked to Pier 39 and watched the sea lions lounge for a while (they are so legit!!) then we walked to Ghirardelli square and took a cable car down to Union Square and I rode by hanging off the side (safety be darned!!), and I got a c.d. at Virgin. I went home and ordered a vest from Gap in the color and size I wanted (which they didn't have in the store when we were shopping that day). I also bought a super cute new outfit, white I have meted out over the week (ooh separates and coordinates!)

Then Greg and I drove to the beach to watch the sunset and eat mexican food. It was totally cloudy, so we just shivered and watched the grey waves roll in and ate our warm burritos (behind the clouds, we believe the sun was actually setting). And I ended the day in the usual manner, shedding a few tears for my grandma whom I seem to miss more every day. And I don't know what to do about it except let it happen and be thankful that greg gives hugs freely.

furry, furry much

"lindy you're making our engineering department girly!!"

so this is the thanks I get for ordering new label maker tape??

... in metallic blue?

all day and all night

I am 1.75 wimps. Compressed wimps. A zip file of wimps downloaded into my cowering little heart. But I did give blood tonight so at least I have a soul.

pareo

last night, my mom and I googled 'how to tie a sarong' for a luau she was going to. We came across 'pareos', which are like sarongs but they have little tie ends (the fabric sort of tapers off). and she said, "i have one of those somewhere!" and then she found it, and tied it just like the lady on youtube told us to.

She asked, "is this appropriate? I think pareos are Tahitian, not Hawaiian" and I assured her it probably wouldn't matter. "Ok" she added, "I got this in Tahiti actually. Your father blew off stanford graduation and we stopped in Tahiti on our way to Australia... well, have a good night! We'll be back later"

this is when I realized that I know very little of my parents timeline. They met at Purdue some time in the 70's (1974 by my calculations), and John was born August 19th, 1984. There are 10 years unaccounted for. So today at lunch I pumped them for information, and realized that I have the most boring life ever.

sir duke

today a co-worker of mine told me that if you attach an ERM (eccentrically radial mass/motor, i think?) to a cross action toothbrush - and it has to be one where the bristles cross - that it makes a 'neat little creature' that can walk around.







and I wonder... how did he find this out? and how did he narrow it down to just this specific type of toothbrush? and will this be me some day?

over-rated

when i'm feeling down, I go here and think of the day I'll be out in the real world, in an apartment/house where I can own a dog. some day!

several wendy cope poems

"Flowers"

Some men never think of it.
You did. You'd come along
And say you'd nearly brought me flowers
But something had gone wrong.

The shop was closed. Or you had doubts-
The sort that minds like ours
Dream up incessantly. You thought
I might not want your flowers.

It made me smile and hug you then.
Now I can only smile.
But, look, the flowers you nearly brought
Have lasted all this while.


"Two Cures for Love"

1 Don't see him. Don't phone or write a letter.
2 The easy way: get to know him better.


"Names"

She was Eliza for a few weeks
When she was a baby-
Eliza Lily. Soon it changed to Lil.

Later she was Miss Steward in the baker's shop
And then 'my love', 'my darling', Mother.

Widowed at thirty, she went back to work
As Mrs. Hand. Her daughter grew up,
Married and gave birth.

Now she was Nanna. 'Everybody
Calls me Nanna,' she would say to visitors.
And so they did - friends, tradesmen, the doctor.

In the geriatric ward
They used the patients' Christian names.
'Lil,' we said, 'or Nanna,'
But it wasn't in her file
And for those last bewildered weeks
She was Eliza once again.

exponential bar graph

watch and be happy

valentine's day is the best holiday ever

scandalous and exciting though technically true version:
I skipped plans with ADX sisters on Valentine's Day to go to a movie. with a BOY.

more realistic version:
I skipped dinner and movie ('definitely, maybe' so you can't blame me) with sisters to go to my friend's cinema class with him where they were watching the new jack black movie. and i love jack black.


but still. that has to count for something. like, i have friends. also, i love jack black and can't wait for 'kung fu panda' to come out

two weeks in hawaii

on Wednesdays I have class from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., with a break from 10-11. So there I was, sitting in Tutor Hall (swanky engineering building), in my usual spot (little side lobby with low benches), pretending to read my econ book (for my international trade class which I love), listening to some music. And I'm thinking about ADChi (I am the president, btw) and praying about it because we have decisions to make and all this stuff. So I'm praying and thinking about it and then I think, "wow. I really like this song... so calming... what am I listening to?" and look down and realize I'm listening to 'Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman' by Britney Spears (very calming? apparently) and I would like to tell you, from personal experience, that music takes you to places you never thought possible. I didn't even know I had that on my mp3 player*




*oh wait yes I did. I love pre-crazy Brit!!

"Death by Chocolate" (Sia)

um... I don't want to be emo or anything but I love this song so much. so much. video posted below isn't studio version, but you get the idea. oh and before I forget: buy the album.




Death by chocolate is myth
This I know because I lived
I've been around for broken hearts and how
Lay your head in my hands little girl
This is only right now

Death by crying doesn't exist, though
The headaches feel a bit like it
You might explode
But you reach the end of the road
And you, little tree
I'm certain you will grow

Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
Just how to love again
Oh my weeping willow
Let your leaves fall and return
Oh darling the seasons are your friend

Death by anger, this is true
Just let him go he can't hurt you
Oh little girl this is such a cruel cruel world
This is the first, of a million broken hearts

Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn
Just how to love again
Oh my weeping willow
Let your leaves fall and return
Oh darling the seasons are your friend

Oh it wont be long you will grow strong
Up up and away

He's but a falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf, he's but a falling leaf

stranger things have happened i know

on friday, some shelves were pissing me off. So after class I went to the hardware store (a.k.a. ferreteria thank you l.a.) and got myself a 2'x4' piece of plywood and a pack of carpenters pencils. I proceeded to sharpen the pencils (with a KNIFE!), measure out the lengths I wanted with a measuring tape and mark them with my newly-sharpened pencil. I then went at them with a CIRCULAR SAW (plus gloves + old shirt to shield my clothes + oversized sunglasses as safety glasses). Then, I NAILED them to the back of the shelves that were pissing me off (stuff kept falling off the back).

I am the master of my domain.

smitten for kittens

oh hai.

I'm back at school. unpacking, reading, buying pretty flowers for my room. the usual. I've also been writing a lot more recently (i.e. more than the none i did last semester), as in song writing. mostly lyrics. that people might hopefully want to hear? also that aren't all emo sad. also that aren't trite. it's rough. but i like them. they come in little snippets and patches. like a quilt you make out of scraps. non emo or trite scraps. but it's fun, I keep a little file on my desktop to type them in. unfortunately, my guitar's coming tomorrow, so no music to put them to. yet.

when I flew back (ATL - CLT - LAX), I got two semi-smutty magazines for the long plane trip (marie claire and self... safe choices so you don't get the '50 ways to blow his mind in bed' articles). And I opened them up on my short ATL-CLT (charlotte, nc) flight and realized, less than I care about sex confessions, I don't even care about getting perfect winter skin or how to part your hair in new and exciting ways. So I flipped through them, pausing to smell the fragrance adds, and scanning the horoscopes (so ambiguous... I might find my husband, or I might like die and go into bankruptcy). So I bought an Economist at charlotte and read it cover to cover on the way to LAX (also watched Rush Hour 3, a.k.a. Asian mobsters in Paris, a.k.a. Lindy loves Jackie Chan movies). in other news: I've been wearing the same pants for six days in a row (in my defense, the rest of my clothes are arriving tomorrow. not in my defense: i knew it in advance and didn't care). I'm not very good at being a girl.

action/adventure

break has been.... long. long enough now. i need to get back to school. ADX is going well. Not excited about my classes. I checked out of school about a month ago, don't know if I'll get back into the groove of things.



But brooke and I are planning to go to Little Tokyo to the Japanese stationery stores to get our binders and notebooks so... there is hope!