May 22nd, 2006

i do it for the joy it brings

"I can't believe someone just came in and handed me flowers and it was you."

RA just called, and I was actually half-expecting her to be calling about Prof.B. 'cause it was hours ago that 1-800-FLOWERS.COM e-mailed me "Your order, detailed below, has been arranged by by one of our select florists and is on it's way." But as soon as I answered the phone, she said, in a near-teary voice, something along the lines of, "You are the best person ever."

Since we were still busy last week I was okay with the fact that I'd ordered it for the "wrong" Monday (and in retrospect this seemed like a better Monday in fact since my orginal intent had been in part a celebration of this piece of work being over) and she called this morning to warn me that she was gonna be really stressed out this week, not work-related, 'cause she's prepping for the LSATs. So when we talked just now she said something like, "You have no idea how much I needed this today." Prof.B. is leaving early to go to his son's baseball game, so she wants to take me out for frozen yogurt after. She said she really wanted to come up and give me a big hug but she didn't want him to see her 'cause she's supposed to be working on some project for him, so I'll call her after he leaves if she hasn't finished it before then :)

Many thanks to quasisonic, from whom I got this idea.

Edit: Frozen yogurt is at the Grille, which is closed until June 2. Oh well.

The flowers are purple and red, which pleases me as they had looked very pink in the online picture.
hipster me

attempts at normal updating

My brother hooked up an additional router so he can actually have Internet access at home. This has made my Internet connection hella spotty, however. Good thing I'm moving out soon :)

Both my brother and my father had as their immediate reaction my comment about my windows: that replacing window panes is really easy. So I declare the first weekend in June my move-in date and if the windows aren't fixed by then I'll just have them do it.

A "why am I on your flist?" meme is going around. The people who don't comment much and/or whom I don't feel I have much in common with, I'm curious to know the answer to that, but I feel like I'm in a headspace where I would be more mopey "nobody loves me" than usual, and I don't wanna be passive-aggressive self-destructive like that. I'm also having trouble answering those who have posted it so far, so it feels unfair to ask others to do it for me.

musesfool is doing We Cease to Be Earthbound: The Firefly-West Wing Title Challenge. Write Firefly fic using the title of a West Wing episode. I'm tempted, though none of the titles jump out at me.

Today, Eric called me a jerk (not seriously) for not being all aflutter over the photos of his new kitten. Yeah, 'cause he of all people is in such a position to call someone a jerk. He also said, "Don't you just want to eat it up?" and meant it literally. "Not you personally, 'cause you're a vegetarian, but if you weren't." Um, no.

"You're a girl. You pick something." -my brother to my mother while tie-shopping