anniversary

as of this past monday, i have officially been in houston for an entire year. ta da. right now my brain feels like it's full of cotton balls, so the best thing i can do is make a list. screw paragraphs.

+ m.o.p. show was awesome. dave giving percee p the $7 he had in his wallet saying 'here you go, i know i've illegally downloaded your stuff' was a highlight.

+ then we met one half of m.o.p., who gave me a quote for my article and a hug. thank you dave.

+ but wait. i shook bun-b's hand. he was just standing there, so i walked up, swallowed my shyness and told him it was a good show last month, which seems to be a recurring theme.

+ it's finally cool enough to wear a scarf without looking like an idiot. that also means boots weather! (not the moon kind, don't worry. those are at home.)

- i hate asking for recommendation letters. especially from professors of classes that i took almost five years ago, because it makes me feel old.

- i don't have a halloween costume yet. i hate halloween for this very reason. one year when i was about 7 i couldn't think of anything to be, so i went trick-or-treating in regular clothes and my winter coat. i still got candy.

the best news team on television

"I can’t help but wonder if Dan Quayle is off someplace watching Sarah Palin interviews and thinking, 'Spell potatoes now, motherfuckers.'"
- ha HA. found here.

good god i can't wait for this election to be over, so i can go to sleep and dream of rainbows and unicorns instead of debates and the albino gaze of anderson cooper.

also: is Joe the Plumber's last name by any chance Sixpack?

keep austin hipster

i'm crabby*. partly because the GRE is coming up and michelle and i have been to almost every coffee shop inside the loop to study. and also partly because we went to austin this weekend. it was fine. i had a moderately good time. but because there are so many UT people around here constantly yammering about how cool and weird it is and how many awesome places there are to go to and oh man you'll just pee your pants it's so cool, that when i get there and i do not pee my pants from coolness, i feel let-down. and crabby.

the best remedy right now is this video. it never fails to entertain me. we're going to see them (m.o.p., not bert & ernie; though i might not say no to that either..) next week fo' freeeee.

*did anyone else read those books as a kid? i loved them.

yawn

i've decided i want a scooter. my frustration with public transportation has reached an all-time high (as evidenced by my constant scowl, and frequently checking my watch at the bus stop while muttering 'are you kidding me?') and this seems to be a logical solution. plus it would feel very italian, and i'm all for that. this morning i saw one ride by and i had to suppress the urge to spear-tackle the driver and Grand Theft Scooter myself to work.

so far the highlight of today has been a seminar on something i did not understand (free pizza, free reinforcement that i do not want a PhD in science). it was mostly 45 minutes of experiencing second-hand embarrassment for the speaker when he couldn't answer any questions that were asked. KIND OF LIKE WHAT THE DEBATE WILL BE TONIGHT! ZING!