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sitting in apartment
drinking whisky
painting thangz.
happy new year.




so, i made a poor decision on friday night to have a little too much to drink, rendering me in a comatose state until i woke up at 9:30 the next morning. I was also supposed to take the GRE that morning….needless to say, that didn’t happen.

today, i received an email that read:
“This is an important message from Prometric about your GRE exam that was scheduled for Saturday December 27, 2008. You should receive an email confirmation no later than Friday, January 2, 2009. If you do not receive it, you can log in online to get your date and time. If you do not receive the confirmation or you want to change your date, time or location please call us”

i guess i have another chance?
yikes. so weird.

apparently, you’re allowed to have muntjac deer as pets. i was just curious, as having a small fawn to tote around would not only be cute, but might also be a totally great way to pick up guys at the park…..uhh…yeah.

anyway, it says they’re quiet, and like to follow their owners around, don’t shed much and like to play. all great things in my book.

then, it continues by saying
“Muntjac Deer are clean, they smell like newborn human babies”

ok. that is just creepy.

if you have the chance, i urge you to go see “Slumdog Millionaire ” (link to NYT review).  Yes, I have an affinity for all things Indian, but it was just so well done that my love for the country doesn’t even come into play.


fantastic fantastic fantastic.

hmmm. interesting.



from emilie bjorks flickr photostream

from emilie bjork's flickr photostream

oops. back. my bad.


so, because seaport administration is JUST SO GREAT, they decided to give us off the entire week, paid. can’t complain about that.


as much as i like home, it’s always strange to come back, especially after living on my own for so long. feel like i’m 17 again, and just got back from soccer practice or a track meet. but, instead of practicing for band or doing homework, etc, i’m sitting around listening to music and patrolling ebay for bad things and looking up all the shows i NEED to go to (see list below). 

oh yeah. and applying to grad schoolz. minor detail.

speaking of school, APPARENTLY, NYU decided to do a review of the visual culture M.A. and PhD, and therefore won’t be offering admission for the fall ’09 semester (which is basically the ’09-’10 year, since admission is only offered for fall anyway). and they decide to tell me a month before the app is due. ! thanks ! much appreciated guyzz!

so, instead, i’ve decided to apply to the Visual Culture: Costume Studies program there instead. which, the more i look at, the more excited i get for it. though, i’d be happy with any program…it’s just at this point, i’d prefer to be in NYC. closer to CT, closer to home, closer to kidz, etc.


unrelated: every year, i make my own holiday cards to give out.  last year is was the gnome/food coloring bottle one.  a few years ago, it was the christmas jew thing.  this year, i drew two images and decided to be classy and have them printed instead of just copied off my copier.  so, i brought them to staples (the pinnacle of class) to get copies made.  50 copies of 2 separate images (using my original drawings). yet, i go to pick them up, they only have 50 of one image, and claim the other drawing was never there, etc…long story short, they lost it, felt bad, i drew another, they copied it, gave me 100 cards for free, plus $40 in gift certificates to staples for all of my office supply needs.  great.



  • 1/30 – Orpheum Theater: Andrew Bird
  • 2/2 – Webster Hall: Lykke Li
  • 2/7 –  The Kitchen: Final Fantasy
  • 2/18 – Somerville Theater : M.Ward 
  • 2/25 – Webster Hall : Born Ruffians
  • 3/13 – Club Hell: A.C. Newman / Dent May
  • 3/15 or 3/22 or 3/29 – Philip Glass and “friends” at City Winery

alert me if interest in joining for any… s.v.p.

(more to come)

and now, a picture of me on sunday night:



found on

found on

the comic book store on the corner (the one rumored to have underground D&D tournaments) has been playing the movie A Christmas Story on repeat for the past 5 days.  It’s running on a mini TV in their front window display. Waste of energy?? But the weirdest thing is that they somehow have wired the audio to play outside the store, so no matter what time of day it is, you’ll hear “YOU’LL SHOOT YOUR EYE OUT, KID”.  It’s most unnerving at night, when you round the corner and hear faint voices, which usually makes me think that there are super randos just standing there with no one else on the street.

Yesterday, I was on a domestic rampage.  I cleaned. I sewed. I cooked. I baked.  I made the most outstanding gingersnapzzzz and potato latkes.  Though the latkes were a pain in the ass to make (grating potatoes and onions always makes me nervous that my hands will slip, and i’ll slice my fingers up), and though my house smelled like a giant greasebomb after, they’ll be totally worth it. ungh.

Story:  In middle school, we used to have dances every other month.  Super awkward events with boys separated from girls until a slow dance came on (afterwhich, both sexes would retreat back to their respective sides).  I, being  a sassy seventh grader, thought I was hotshit and wore my “lowcut” black spandex Express shirt (I was determined to have those boys notice me).  Of course, this was in December, and actually during Hanukkah, so my mom had made latkes for dinner.  And obviously they were delicious.

So, i eventually got to school, and went to get my hand stamped and go inside the cafeteria, when one of the teachers who was working at the table said “WHOA. WHAT’S THAT SMELL??”.  I didn’t smell anything.  But, apparently, it was me.  Latkes cause anyone and anything within 20 feet of them to smell like onions and potatoes and grease.  That included me and my sassy Express shirt.  She told me I had to call home and get a change of clothes because it was just too strong a smell…she told me it was for my own good, but yikesface. If I wasn’t so cocky at the time, I’m sure that would have been totally detrimental to my teenage ego.

’tis the season. right?



i can’t even begin to tell you how many people confuse the aquarium with the seaport.

yes, they are both in Mystic.

yes, they both have something to do with water.

but, think about it:  a port is generally a place where you keep or “dock” some form of transportation…and a seaport obviously deals with the sea —> maritime modes of transportation —> ships

now, i suppose if you were to harness a beluga and ride it, that could almost qualify for maritime transportation.  but, until i see that happening, i’m afraid that people need to learn the difference between these two places.

as much as i love the aquarium, i do not work there.

the end.

i guess belugas are transportation?   (image from google)

i guess belugas are transportation? (image from google)

work is stressful and time consuming. so, for now, here are some cute puppies on the shiba inu puppy cam.

they’re just so busy!

Plastic surgery…dogs, Schnauzers, Pitbulls… shoes, shoelaces…chateaus…sunglasses, Blublockers…rivers, lakes, fields…Africa, elephants…astronauts… money, muscles, the moon, Maine…rings, roads, rats, the color red…the sun, kids, ants, honey, Egypt…all kinds of things...

oh hey…

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