tinka ballerina

new profile

i know that my use of "self-styled" in my profile is actually wrong. i just liked the way it sounded. not sure if that comes out sounding like i'm not a real literature graduate student, i just pretend to be. but really. i am a literature graduate student. i think.

daemons and sleeplessness

followed a friend's blog to the link for the new his dark materials movie, where you can find out the form of your daemon. i've loved those books since they first came out (and i can't believe emily's boss actually worked with philip pullman!) and while i feel a little weird about the fact that they're becoming movies, i had to go see what my daemon was. aaand. . . it's an ocelot! named alvin. i'm quite excited that it's an ocelot. ocelot's are cool. not so sure about "alvin." Maia and Alvin? Does that really work? I think they should've left out names like "Alvin" from the lists of possible names. But you know. Ocelot. Cool.

My eyelids are so puffy this morning I look kind of Asian. Not at all to insult Asian people. Actually it's funny, if you look at pictures of me as a baby I look a little Asian, something about the slant of my eyes (is someone going to attack me now for being totally racist?). What was really strange was when I was in Myrtle Beach for my Grandmother's service. All these people I didn't know were there, and one man was looking at the pictures around the house and saw one of my cousin Teresa, who is twelve and half Chinese (and you can definitely tell by looking at her that she's part Asian). "Is that you?" he asked me. I was baffled: do I look like I could have looked half Asian when I was about eight? Or was he just really unperceptive?

I have Rihanna's Umbrella song in my head now, and I'm kind of pissed off by the fact that itunes only offers it as a music video. Clearly it's a gimmick to get everyone to buy the song twice, once as a video and once as a song. that's a little crappy of itunes, if you ask me.

a whole new level

totally the best way to procrastinate is to drink wine, bake, and shop online. or in stores works too, before they close. i bought some small stuffed sea creatures at the drugstore. i looked at all the shoes by seychelles i could find online. i found three to buy, two pumps and one pair of boots. i did not buy any of them. i was dismayed by the total lack of perfect flats to be found online: perfect flats would be pink. they would be scrunched up at the heel, the kind that look like they're already in feet when they sit on the shelf. when put on, they would show toe clevage. they would be sexy. they don't exist. i tried to figure out where i could buy a $900 hermes shopping bag (it would save the environment, right?). i decided that lily allen is totally awesome after listening to all her sample songs on itunes and bought "smile."

i marvel at the total lack of other people online.

tedium

So, I'm coming close to the end of the paper. . . but it very definitely needs to be edited. And I wish I could like, send it out to be edited, but the thing is, I'd want to send it out to be edited by ME, because I don't trust anyone else. In effect I want to hire out my brain to myself to finish my paper without actually having to finish it. . . oh, I guess that's just always the story of paper writing.

procrastination 6

dammit. dropped pen in toilet.

procrastination 5

5 1/3 single spaced pages now written! YES!!

procrastination 4

dammit. i should've bought some diet root beer yesterday. can't possibly finish paper without.

procrastination 3

may 11th?? seriously? how did it get to be may already?

i'm hungry. it would be fun to make pancakes.

procrastination 2

on cats.

cats should be made desk-size, and laptops should be made with an invisible cat-repellent forcefield around the keyboard.

procrastination

Step 1 of procrastination on Dickens paper: Log into partially-abandoned terrible blog, and make a contentless post!!