odd humor.

And the aleph null song:

Aleph-null bottles of beer on the wall,
Aleph-null bottles of beer.
Take one down, pass it around,
Aleph-null bottles of beer on the wall.

update

I guess I haven't posted in a long time.

Partly, I think it's because I no longer feel the need to write about my life. I'm busy. I don't want to spend my time struggling to write about something meaningful. Writing on this isn't for me anymore. It's just for those who read it... (Though I don't know how many people still do these days.)

It's difficult to think of interesting events in my life, almost. Even though I'm doing lots of stuff, it all starts to blur together.

I had two Japanese tests and my astronomy midterm last week. I'm behind on Japanese. I'm doing alright in most of my other classes, but I'm worried about Programming Languages. Which reminds me, I need to email my professor to ask for the solution to the last assignment.

I have too much email these days. I have to email teachers to figure out syllabi. I need to schedule my next fellows session for 2270. The first one, one person showed up; the second one, no one knew about. I need to figure out a better way to spread the word. I need to email the professor. Bah. More email.

I've been spending more time with Daniel lately, mostly because my room has an odd smell. I discovered mold growing in my closet, and had the landlord send over maintenance to spray bleach. So my room smelled better for a week or two. Now it smells bad again. It may be dirty laundry smell, though.

I made shrinky dinks. You can see them at the Media Art Group blog. I made little heart earrings, which I've quite enjoyed wearing around campus. (Molly complimented them! It was so exciting!) I also made two butterflies, one big, one small. I'm planning on making another pair of earrings, and a bracelet/necklace from a couple other things I made. I could probably make the small butterfly into a necklace too, come to think of it. That'd be cool.

This weekend, a bunch of us went down to do a draft with mom. It was really fun, but we only got to play one round (out of the possible 5). Daniel made roast, and mom made fruit salad and cornbread. 'Twas tasty.

Friday was fun as well. After class I helped Cami with the ATLAS grand opening day. I photoshopped some pictures. After the big horde of people disappeared, I started doing my own picture and photoshopped that. I made a picture of me flying, and a picture underwater. They're the same pose, but I think the "flying" pose worked pretty well as a "swimming" pose too. Afterwards Molly and I went to the new 29th street mall. It opened friday. Boulder now has a Panera. It's totally awesome. We wandered into this pet supply store (mostly toys in the guise of stuffed animals, and hot dog costumes for weiner dogs) and the apple store (we got to play with the ipods). Then we went to Daniel and Cam's place and watched Doctor Who and Battlestar.

And I just got distracted by samorost and various related flash games. Bah, I say! Time for bed. I'm going to be tired tomorrow.

Song

When I am dead, my dearest,
      Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
      Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
      With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
      And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
      I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
      Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
      That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
      And haply may forget.

            -- Christina Rosetti

sara

I've been making quite a few trips to Aurora lately, and every time, I pass by the turn into Sara's old neighborhood. It's been odd, because I just bought a Death Cab for Cutie CD - which reminds me of her, because she was the one who introduced me to Postal Service. And through pure coincidence today, while surfing the net, I came across a profile of her sister, on CouchSurfing.com. Ah well. It's just interesting, because I don't regard her as one of the people I knew very well back in high school, but looking back, I did hang out with her a lot in the summer before college started.

Sometimes you just have to talk about the inconsequential things, when life starts to get overwhelming.

I <3 you, Nikki.

yay for improv

The previous post was an outline of a story written by my dad about 12 years ago. My mom was working on illustrations for it. I think they should publish it. It would be a hit.

I invite you to an exciting evening of improv comedy on June 23:


Clicking that will add the event to your google calendar, if you have one. I don't know what it will do if you don't have one.

For those of you who are scared of the nice, pretty button, I shall tell you a bit about the event in question.

My dad's going to be in an On The Spot show on June 23. It's improv, at the Bovine Metropolis in downtown Denver. The Bovine's website: here. There's an 8:00 show and a 10:15 show. Tickets are $16 for 8:00, $10 for 10:15, if you pay for the 8:00 you can stay for the 10:15 for free. Hooray! The Bovine is located downtown in a cow spotted building on Champa Street, between 15th and 16th. It's right next to the 16th street mall. You know, because 15 is one away from 16. For those who like maps, try this one. Booyah.

Anyway, you should go. Yes, you. Well, maybe not you. And certainly not you.