rip mickey

queen of disaster

how did i just find out about this?! SO GOOD

adwork i'm down with

For Gap, it built a system to track a reindeer during the holiday season, with sales and discounts tied to the animal's movement.

woke up at 5:30am with my contacts in and my light on

thesis day

IT'S THESIS DAY IT'S THESIS DAY

no jacaranda season

What a supremely bizarre week. While there is no jacaranda season in New York, the streets are certainly abloom with the beautiful blossoms of what people here call the "cum trees" because they say that the flowers smell like semen. I'm on the fence about whether that's a fair statement but they definitely smell like they're up to no good. 

This week started off with making my own ricotta from scratch and then using it in some sort of incredible mushroom+chard galette. 

Tuesday was supposed to be the day that I was going to donate stem cells to the bone marrow organization, but the day before I was scheduled to start injections, my coordinator called to say that the recipient had chosen not to move ahead with the transplant for personal (not medical) reasons. I felt a lot of conflicting feelings, relief about not having to do it but confusion/sadness about someone else going through a hard time and having to make hard decisions and my own unrequited feelings of wanting to help.

Tuesday I also found out a position I really wanted had been filled and then felt devastated about it. Thursday I showed my thesis project at a venue in Bushwick. Friday I was offered that ad agency job I interviewed for two weeks ago.

Saturday I went to see a friend's interactive documentary project at the Tribeca Film Festival. The space was sponsored by Bombay Sapphire and we had free disgusting cocktails in this strange up-side down land. 

Today I went to yoga and did my first headstand ever without being spotted by wall. Later I made my own 'ciabatta' from the whey leftover from making ricotta at the beginning of the week. And then I used the 'ciabatta' to make a very decadent bacon and Swiss sandwich. I don't think I ever thought cooking would make me feel sane. Then I Skyped my Georgian friend and drank vodka instead of working on my thesis presentation.

swedish things

some cool swedish things to start this saturday

Homosexuality was still classified as an illness in Sweden in 1979. Swedes protested by calling in sick to work, claiming they felt gay.

easter away

e-mail received a whole album of pictures from the lovely easter that my family had without me

 

missing miss missy

yesterday marked the 1-year passing of a very good girl

April gloom

I refuse to believe that that's the sound of snow outside that I hear falling

night off

I had a really really good presentation of my thesis tonight for someone from NYU engineering and an artist from Eyebeam (!) and decided to celebrate by watching Game of Thrones and taking the night off. Except now that the episode is over, I truly have no idea what to do with my time. I have been literally rolling around on my floor.

doe eyes

there was a boy playing piano and singing judy/ella jazz standards at a coffee shop in my neighb yesterday and it was glorious.

here is beautiful young liza minnelli

Just morning

I have not seen the pitiful watery light of 6am in a looong time

chef interview

day 1 of my 2-day jobby job interview. in one of the stranger things that've happened to me in 2014 thus far, we competed in two teams in an hors d'oeuvre-making competition in this wow-swanky kitchen space in the flatiron district. i drank more wine than cooked (the glass kept magically refilling) but (and that's why?) my team won. 

roommate homework time

Aijia and I started drinking tequila and now she's whistling to herself. Does that mean she's drunk?

entertainment reunion

with some of my old entertainment department coworkers from shanghai a few weeks ago in the lower east side

false alarms

The doctor called me at 8am this morning. After last week's tests they suspected I had an asymptomatic UTI?! and low LDH levels. The internet says that, lactic acid dehydrogenase is "an enzyme that helps produce energy. It is present in almost all of the tissues in the body and its levels rise in response to cell damage." "It’s very rare for a person to have low LDH levels" and "normal LDH levels range from 140 units per liter (U/L) to 280 U/L." And apparently after my second round of tests, I have neither a UTI nor low LDH (186). I'm totally normal and I'll be starting my filgrastim injections not this, but next Friday at the New York Blood Center.

reddit of the day

panacea

If I could have anything right now it'd be a big fancy ice cream cake with my name on it. I'm positive it would heal my sickness immediately.

snotty baby

sick as a dogg. i am setting NO ALARM CLOCK for tomorro

why people

in response to:


(for reference, cupcake is my brother's awful cat)

Physical again

Physical part 2. Goodbye blood

a terrible time to be ill

I CAN'T BREATHE OUT OF MY LEFT NOSE.

wanna name one?

I named a baby chicken in Georgia today. This is Ozma.

clickety click

i worked on my thesis from 2pm to 1:30am today. guess i couldn't tough it out to the 12 hour mark. somebody's laptop was stolen at school today. what kind of crazy world is this?

friday night 2014

last night i drank a lot of whiskey, ate a lot of indian delivery, and moved a lot of furniture around my room and now my wrist hurts

I think I had a lucid dream this morning. I kissed someone. I guess where there's a will there's a way.

hoh

why do we say 'why oh why' so much more than we say 'how oh how'?

phrase idea

stranger dogs

woozled

Became very very woozly late this afternoon - suddenly went mind numb, dumbstruck, and slack - felt like I couldn't stay standing upright. Rothy thought my blood sugar might be low so I had an orange San Pellegrino soda. I immediately felt much better. I think the real problem was that my inner bourgeois was feeling neglected.

post-physical

I had my blood pressure, temperature, and weight measured, my ears peered into, my veins evaluated, mouth/throat 'aah'-checked, was stethoscoped, belly pressed, had an EKG, a chest x-ray, a pregnancy test (no one in my body but me), 11 tubes of blood drawn, AND I got to wear a beautiful gown.

Physical time

It's about nine am and I'm here in midtown for my physical this morning

shuddup

i'm at starbucks and the guy sitting across from me is incredibly loud. his voice is so resonant in the most horrible way that i can feel it in my chest when he speaks. i wouldn't mind right now if everyone else left the planet.