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April 3rd, 2007
01:50 pm - Angsty environmentalism
So here is a message to all people and restaurants in the greater United States area.
Please, when you buy things, consider what you will be using it for, and how many times you will use it. If you had to bury your trash in your own backyard, would you still buy 3 packs of paper towels and use them for everything from dabbing fat off of deepfried items to helping you open a jar of pickles? Would you still buy pringles in those little tiny cans instead of the big cans? would you still use extra special bags to throw things (like other bags) away in (barring worcester where they require that)?
When you walk into a dunkin donuts or a mcdonalds, look behind the counter and imagine all those things buried underneath fresh looking grass. If there are any subsequent cultures after this, and they unearth us, do you want to be remembered by how many breakfast juices you ordered?
And lastly, if you find you still MUST buy plastic cups to drink out of on your picnic because taking real ones is too much work, please recycle them, so they dont get buried right away.
What are you thinking of, ye who consider yourselves to care about the environment, because you have a few energy-star appliances, when you cant be bothered to contemplate your own impact? How many things do we use everyday just once and throw them away because we are to lazy to think our actions through?
That is all. please feel free to comment and/or flame. ;)
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March 12th, 2007
February 3rd, 2007
08:44 pm - exploding origami, ahhh!
so i didnt know this, but apparently there are evil messages in my origami diagrams.
so i was making this dodecahedron, and the instructions were in italian, so i punched the words into a translator...
"assembiarli struttando le punte aiette e le tasche"
Apparently... this means: "the struttando the points international atomic energy agency and the pockets" according to http://ets.freetranslation.com/
alas, now i am here with 12 5-sided beautifully multicolored modules and no idea how to put them together without involving the UN.
Ps. Its bad enough naming a model anything with the word "easy" in it, but could you exaggerating diagramers refrain from the word "Facilissimo"... it makes everything so much worse when the instructions seem hard.
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April 14th, 2006
11:55 pm - A plea to my professor.
Dear Prof. Sanchez:
I am writing to you to clarify the strange scene in class the other night, during your help session for our final. I feel responsible for so many people's discomfort, including your own. You see, my whole life has been an excursion from one voice to the next. When I speak, I try to make it as similar as possible to the conversationalist opposite me. This entire semester, saddled with your ethnicity, I sounded genuinely Cuban. With my Caucasian visage, my heritage was an enigma to my classmates, and apparently also to the police. The fact that your help session had to be delayed, at least temporarily, because of the intrusion of the FBI, saddens me greatly. They had come to arrest me for fraud. Perjury. That checkbox on my application may have been confidential and for statistical purposes only, but it was followed by my signature. A statement of honor. An oath. And I was no more a white woman than a bird can swim (other than those with webbed feet... Professor, I'm sorry, but I have no time to analogize further).
With such a serious offense as a federal falsehood, I may write only one letter, and I wish to tell you only that I sincerely spoke differently because I have no accent. No voice of my own. And please, can you send me the final at the address stamped on the envelope?
Thanks for everything.
Current Location: confidential
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/gloomy.gif) scared
Current Music: doors clanking shut.
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March 21st, 2006
12:13 pm - Concert: Shamless advertisement.
So thats Thursday night, to all of you folks, and I forgot to say, it's free! :) so come along. 8PM Durgin hall at UMass lowell. Wilder street.
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March 16th, 2006
09:01 am - Big Concert Date
So my final master's recital (read, very important for me) is March 23, 2006. 8 pm. That's a thursday night. A week from today.
Its on 35 Wilder St, in Lowell, MA, Durgin Hall, in Fisher Recital Hall.
And its featuring an all Irma all the time program. Yay for me.
I guess ill remind closer too, but a week seems like long enough to plan and not long enough to forget about it. but thats just me.
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December 16th, 2005
09:46 am
Dear SUV drivers:
I admit you are twice my size, but that does not give you the right to leave piles of snow and ice on the top of your car. In fact you have even more responsibility to be careful in your driving, because you have a statistically higher probability of your weapon being lethal. Oh, and by the way, it's not a *feature* that you can't see the other cars around you. Please buy at least one other mirror for $0.99. You have already spent 40 times that on your hunk of masquerading plastic.
- Little Jetta
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On another note, I'm looking for songs about rain, or that mention rain. I know of a few, the ones I have are
Geronimo, by Divine Comedy
I'll take the rain, by REM
It's comin' down, by Cake
Rainman, by Wayne from Maine
but there are a lot more out there, and I want to know all of them. Well, all the good ones. Tell me what you think.
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October 9th, 2005
10:32 am - Creative Night #2
again with danielle, liam, brian and myself. and we all wrote poems only, except Liam, because he is too cool for our lowly pedantic words.
Softer (topic courtesy of Dani)
The night before held laughter.
Loud laughter.
Dinner plates were passed across,
Each tried the other's.
They walked back with clasped hands.
Enraptured.
At the wall they stopped for breath,
Throwing stones in the ocean.
Kerplunk.
Noisy in the dark night.
.
.
.
The next morning, minute changes.
Their hands still together,
But there's a pebble in his coat pocket,
And while he makes their late breakfast,
He notices that her voice
Is softer.
And for liam, because he Said he liked it, my Short poem, from brian's topic...
Whether
he felt it
she sensed it
it was time
to decide.
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September 22nd, 2005
11:08 am - there's no point . . .
. . . to crying over spilled milk.
im too hungry right now to tell you any more. not that i have anything particularly exciting to say.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/anxious.gif) diabolical
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July 30th, 2005
09:12 am - Creative Night
Yesterday Danielle, Liam, Brian and I decided to be creative. So we were. We sat down after an excellent dinner that Danielle made and then got to reading old poetry and stuff, but eventually we cut to the chase and tried to produce stuff. Here's the last thing I got. The topic was stained glass (from Liam):
A prism floating in the air
Dangling by a thread
The clear cut angles
Dividing each ray of light
Into a thousand colors.
A window of stained glass
Bolted to the wall
Its abstract images
Projecting thousands of colors
Onto a single ray of light.
Is anything ever as good as you remember it to be?
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/artistic.gif) not creative anymore
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May 9th, 2005
05:14 pm - MAY 11: Be there at 7:30. Or else the squares will eat you.
First and foremost: A shameless advertisement:
WEDNESDAY, MAY 11, 2005: MY GRADUATE RECITAL 7:30 PM ... Durgin Recital Hall, 35 Wilder St. Lowell MA. Please, come and support me and watch me and listen to me play. There will be cookies and stuff for those people who are not drawn to me alone. Its FREE of course.
OK, for the real news:
Congratulations to Bijaya and Tim!
It was a good time at their wedding, super elaborate, and of course they were both radiant. The ceremony was really beautiful and actually made me tear up. Indian culture has always fascinated me, and I got to see much of it in action, but really the most wonderful cultural thing was to see lots of western people in indian clothes and vice versa. They didn't play the funky-chicken (But brian and greg danced it anyways) or the electric slide or any of those other ones. partly because they didnt need those to get people out on the dance floor (at least not after dinner) ...
I got to see Adam and Eva, and Mr. Menard and bunches of people that I knew but not through Bijaya or Tim at all.
My Paper is due tomorrow. GAAAA
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April 21st, 2005
10:39 am - Summer is over for the sharks.
Today I saw two (what I considered to be) funny signs.
One was on a store window: OPEN second saturday every month 9-12. (Should I put you on my schedule?)
The other was on a truck: Middelsex tool and party rental. (Hello? Could I rent a tool for my party? Actually, scratch that, I'd like a party for my tool.)
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/drained.gif) drained
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March 30th, 2005
11:30 am - Way out.
Weird.... There's this really really famous guy that invents origami, such as something super famous called the phizz unit, and 5 intersecting tetrahedra. I've wanted to talk to him for ... probably my whole folding life, and my mom forwards me this message about how to color a piece of paper so that if you fold a crane its black on one side and white on the other... and its from HIM!! My mom's old friends with him! I've probably met him, and talked to him at math confernces and stuff. Crap. Now I have to see if I can go to the next math meet, and maybe talk to him for real.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/shocked.gif) shocked
Current Music: two guy talking about how funny cosmo is.
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March 29th, 2005
10:45 am - How long can you make a runon sentence?
Easter was super happy. Being with Family is always good, and Chuck joined us for brunchish, and rum-chocolate... *yum.yum.i.made.it.myself.chocolate* ... and we looked at pictures from our various recent trips, and i talked to Julia, and had a bonfire and colored eggs (highlight: *eggzotic dancer* upon which was portrayed a bikini cladden girl) and then we played cards and then got a call from Nick and watched the Series of Unfortunate Events with him and Dave and went out for a drive, and then went home. All together worth every penny and minute.
I was happy with the movie too. I recall no swearing or bathroom humor which is very refreshing in a children's movie. Don't get me started on the Cat in the Hat, which still gives me nightmares although i only saw about 4 minutes of it.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/happy.gif) happy
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March 23rd, 2005
12:57 pm - level 4 complete.
My day yesterday kind of reminded me of one of those movies where every scene is a stream of consciousness and there is no real plot line. And when the movie ends, you wonder "WTF?" ... I seemed in a daze the whole time, like I wasn't in control of my thoughts/actions, but I had a great time.
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March 21st, 2005
01:06 am - four bit multiplexers
Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ....
All i can say is... I'm in AK. Please don't look at me like that. It's not my fault. Ridiculous whims of the Andrew. "Come see me when im coming off my caffine high and can barely talk in complete sentences, and we can have fun IM'ing people in AK." ... and he has the audacity to say: "That wasn't my idea. I'm too boring."
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February 12th, 2005
05:29 pm
where: My parents house
who: everybody!
when: NOW
why: FUN
what: Huge cauldron ice-skating party
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January 25th, 2005
10:29 am - pour instruments à cordes
I'm back in school. Officially. Yay for me.
I'm in the process of writing a silly play for New Voices. It's due Friday. Cross your fingers for me.
What's really funny is the more interesting stuff that happens to me, the less I can think of to write about. But... lets see...
I've been working out, to get that flat tummy I've wanted since I was a little girl, and occasionally after I work out, my abs are sore, which is a good thing.
I want a recommended new haircut. I'm bored of this one.
I got to go sledding down Boynton hill with Brian, Dave, Nick, Aasta, Danielle, and Jay. Altogether, a wonderful experience. I only went down on one sled. We had lots of different ones, but I tried that one, and everyone else tried other ones and they said the first one i went down on was the best, so I just kept using that one. How boring. Boynton (as a reminder) is split into two sections by a road. Most of the time I stopped before the road, because there was a snowbank on the edge of the road, and you had to be going pretty fast to get over it. But twice I did. One of those times, it was pretty tame because the snowbank slowed me down. The other time, I was airborn for the rest of the hill and landed next to a tree on my chest. That shook me up a lot, but it was still fun. Now I can't breath anymore though. hehe.
The airconditioner here makes the sound of a chicken in heat.
Today is technically my first day of school for the semester. I'm looking forward to ... the one thing I am not taking as a class... my quartet. So much fun.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/sad.gif) depressed
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January 13th, 2005
01:35 pm
YOU ARE AL-AZIZIYAH, LIBYA
You burn with the fires of a million suns.
OK, so that's an exaggeration. Perhaps only a thousand. Or 0.0106 suns, to be less fantastically inaccurate: that's the proportion of the Sun's surface temperature you reached on the 13th of September 1922. Your record of 60.6 degrees Celsius beats any other recorded for anywhere else on the planet. That's enough to melt an ox, create mercury from thin air or spontaneously turn oil into soup. 'strue. Really.
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Didn't feel like putting in the picture. But damn, I'm hot.
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December 14th, 2004
01:10 pm
I've been trying to do good deeds...
Yesterday we found a tennis bag including wallet and other personal effects belonging to the CEO of a distinguished company. So we returned it and felt good. Even though I accidentally called his son first (the number was in the wallet). The conversation went like this:
Woman: Hello?
Me: Hi, is Mr. --- there?
Woman: Yes, may I ask who's calling?
Me: Umm... this is ... Irma, I have his wallet, i found it in the street.
Woman: You have his wallet?
Me: Yes, it has a money clip and his drivers license...
Woman: His drivers license? In his wallet?
Me: Yes.
Woman: Sorry, he's holding his wallet and license in his hand. We think this is a joke. Good bye......
Me: Nooo! Im not joking.
Then we figured out it was the guys dad not him.
Today I helped a girl named Jenn at school play her piece for the Juries taking place tomorrow. Apparently at UML they are at the end of every semester, and you have to play a piece and they decide hwo much youve improved and then you get a grade. She's playing a piece I played some 8 years ago. So i helped her out. She's much better now. :) Yay. And she stopped to watch... Star Wars II, in the middle of the afternoon. What a dork. ;)
What should my good deed be tomorrow?
Other news:
* The drinking laws in this country make me mad.
* End of semester makes me happy.
* A in my class makes me happy!! (!!!)
* String project makes me mad.
* Kids in the string project improving when i teach them make me happy.
Overall ratio of happy to mad is 3:2. That's pretty good. it makes me happy. Oh wait, 2:1, that makes me happy.. crap, 5:2, ok this is making me mad, 5:3..... ok,ill stop now.
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/bitospud/courier/white/confused.gif) 6:3 (2:1)
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