I debated if I should make one long Thanksgiving Break post or split it up into several, but I don't think it really makes a difference, so let's just go in chronological order.
Drove home on Tuesday and felt really lovely leaving The Chinese (though not without a group of 8 of them eating lunch remarking on just how much stuff I was bringing home). It was really strange to just get in a car and drive 3 hours and be home - no train schedule, no 3 oz or less on the plane, no 14 hour roadtrips that end with breaking into a train station at 3 in the morning in Delaware.
Wednesday was an INSANE shopping day (buying all the warm things I need for Hanover living, plus shopping for the first time in a few months since there is nowhere to buy any non-hunting related clothing in New Hampshire). I ended up going out to a house party with Megan that night and it was actually pleasant seeing all the old Cheshire people and playing catch-up. It's really neat where everyone has ended up, and it's always fun to see those people who are epic failing (trying to gain as much weight as you can when you started at 250 lbs of fat is not a life goal, but very amusing to watch). I also got to see Dan (Buzz) and I was so happy and almost started crying because I miss Dan and D.C. people so much. Oh, and my 28 year old brother was drunk calling and texting me every 3 minutes for the last 2 hours of the night to come pick him up. That was amusing.
THANKSGIVING! We broke slightly from the normal family traditions and instead of going to Costco and watching Lord of The Rings, we went to Walmart and watched Royal Tenenbaums and Bee Movie. My dad and I spent the day in the kitchen cooking and everything was delicious and fantastic.
Friday was the bestest day ever (yes, this is where the naked women come in). Got up, met with Matty in New Haven and had a great catch-up lunch, and then hoped Metro North and went into NYC to see Caitlin. Caitlin! I was soooo happy to see Caitlin. We stayed in her family's super-sweet upper-west side apartment overlooking Lincoln Center and it was super nice. We also broke out into Lady Gaga or Empire State of Mind every moment actual speech was not happening. We went to dinner at a cool little Mexican place and then, in the most perfectly appropriate move ever, we decided to head to the lower east side to the Slipper Room for a burlesque show.
Now in D.C., a burlesque show is basically very funny/vaudevillian and the girls get down into pasties and a thong and that's the evening. In NYC, the girls stripped down into nothing. Absolutely nothing. At first they were doing pasties and thongs, but then it was everything off. Crazy! Also, unlike the typical shows I have been at, there would be 2 performances and then one of the girls would come out and "go-go" dance for about 15 to 25 minutes (go-go meaning they awkwardly dance and get naked for a really long time and you feel compelled to treat them like strippers and give them money). It was a little awkward, but it did provide a lot of opportunity to go up and do silly things, which I was more than willing to do. Towards the later portion of the show, I was most clearly that girl cracking jokes in the audience (there was an obvious separation of the newbies in the audience and the people who are used to being around naked women) and I was called up on stage by the M.C., at which point he told me how great my tits are (true), and dared me to lick his sweaty semi-nude body - which I of course did and then made him give me a fucking kick-ass high five.
So yeah, we had an awesome time and then while wandering the streets we kept getting random compliments by every single person that walked by us, which was fabulous. Perhaps they could sense the post-naked-women energy? The rest of the night was also silly, and we found these two guys on the subway who (a) found the super-pissed off train announcer funny too (nobody else seemed to) and (b) also thought the bum playing Empire State of Mind on his pan-pipe was the greatest thing ever.
Saturday - Caitlin and I went to a great diner and then wandered around Lincoln Center and Central Park. We ended up sitting on these rocks in the sunshine overlooking a giant playground, and we amused ourselves for an hour watching the really cute kids, the kids throwing tantrums, and these adolescent kids who were doing parkour (look it up) and looking really cool or really stupid. Fun morning/afternoon, but the family had asked me to come home so we could do our family Costco trip, so it was time to leave. I was sad to leave NYC, but I think it made me realize that maybe I can handle Hanover as long as I can come to a real city and have a crazy night every couple of months. So that's progress right? I got back to CT, did the Costco thing, and then went on a random trip to Walmart with MaryKate (we didn't want to drink, were too poor for a movie, and think coffee sounded lame - so we walked around Walmart). We ended up buying Funny People (terrible terrible movie) and hanging out. Again, great to catch-up with people.
Sunday - I guess I could have just called this "Today". Slept late, gathered up all the stuff I had thrown about the house, and put snow tires on my car (that's right, I actually can change tires, bitches!). I am planning on having dinner here and then hitting the road at 8 to drive back to New Hampshire - I think that will let me avoid most of the traffic but get in early enough that it won't be crazy. Also, I am very much hoping that The Chinese will be asleep (or gone, forever....) so I don't have to deal with those stupid comments I will surely get when they see all the stuff I am bringing back (oh my goodness, why you have so much things?).
So yeah, long post and probably a little boring (it's hard to recap a lot of stuff at once without loosing much of the flavor), but that is what I've been up to. Hopefully this will allow all of you to avoid your Monday work for just that much longer.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My Cup is Empty?
Yes ladies and gentlemen, my cup is empty. Allow me to explain.
The Hispanic came over at 9 last night (funny sidenote: he got lost and ended up at the wrong place, and told me about this really bitchy girl who answered the door. Oh yes, he was talking to my future roomate). We pop open a bottle of Malbec, put on some latin music (seriously), I take my computer chair and he sits on my bed. We talk for hours - I keep telling him ridiculous stories about my life, he tells me all about places he has traveled, and somehow everything from STD's, past relationships, female anatomy, and hooking up in Hanover come up. We run out of wine, crack open some beers, I move to the bed, and we keep talking.
At some point we are talking about past relationships and I am talking about Mr. Big. The Hispanic does some math and realizes that we only broke up when I moved to Hanover (which, I guess, is sort of a fuzzy timeline even after that) and he makes the comment that "my cup is empty".
I'm sorry?
He explains that since I am just getting out of a relationship my cup is empty and I don't have any of my emotional self to give. I counter that, no, being in a bad relationship drains your cup and you actually get it back when you are excited to start something new and better.
We continue to talk but he seems a little distracted and starts putting his shoes on and making his way towards the door. There is no awkward hug/will he kiss me moment....he just leaves. Granted it was about 1:30 am, but there wasn't even a "boy it's late, I have to get up early tomorrow".
What the fuck just happened here?
Who comes over to someone's house that late, splits a bottle of wine, talks about the things we talked about, and then just leaves? Was he really turned away from having sex with me because I just got out of a relationship - having been totally fine with the story about my work as a pseudo-dominatrix? Was it something else that transpired that I missed?
......I've said it before and I'll say it again, the people here are freaks and I don't understand them.
The Hispanic came over at 9 last night (funny sidenote: he got lost and ended up at the wrong place, and told me about this really bitchy girl who answered the door. Oh yes, he was talking to my future roomate). We pop open a bottle of Malbec, put on some latin music (seriously), I take my computer chair and he sits on my bed. We talk for hours - I keep telling him ridiculous stories about my life, he tells me all about places he has traveled, and somehow everything from STD's, past relationships, female anatomy, and hooking up in Hanover come up. We run out of wine, crack open some beers, I move to the bed, and we keep talking.
At some point we are talking about past relationships and I am talking about Mr. Big. The Hispanic does some math and realizes that we only broke up when I moved to Hanover (which, I guess, is sort of a fuzzy timeline even after that) and he makes the comment that "my cup is empty".
I'm sorry?
He explains that since I am just getting out of a relationship my cup is empty and I don't have any of my emotional self to give. I counter that, no, being in a bad relationship drains your cup and you actually get it back when you are excited to start something new and better.
We continue to talk but he seems a little distracted and starts putting his shoes on and making his way towards the door. There is no awkward hug/will he kiss me moment....he just leaves. Granted it was about 1:30 am, but there wasn't even a "boy it's late, I have to get up early tomorrow".
What the fuck just happened here?
Who comes over to someone's house that late, splits a bottle of wine, talks about the things we talked about, and then just leaves? Was he really turned away from having sex with me because I just got out of a relationship - having been totally fine with the story about my work as a pseudo-dominatrix? Was it something else that transpired that I missed?
......I've said it before and I'll say it again, the people here are freaks and I don't understand them.
Monday, November 23, 2009
A Promise to Myself
Tonight, I had to thrust my arm into a freezer filled with cow and chicken carcasses to get my pack of frozen peas to ice my ankle. I will NEVER do that again, nor will I ever be able to forget the feeling of raw frozen beef rubbing against my sensitive inner arm.
Shudder.
Shudder.
Weekend Update/ Date Preview
This weekend was super low-key but a pretty damn good time. Friday night I went to the men's hockey game and then watched Always Sunny, The League, and Elf with my officemate and his roomate. It was really nice, because I have been searching pretty hard to find people with the same warped sense of humor as myself, and I finally found them in these two guys. We even had that adorable moment when it was like - can we be friend cuz I think you are super neato!
Saturday I spent the day writing a paper and then had a lovely little dinner with KP and got to play catch-up/department gossip. Must have a touchstone person right? We then headed off to a housewarming party (I was designated driver, felt it was best to keep things light post-swine flu right?) that was also fairly relaxed but a good time. Solid evening, even though we got tricked into a 40 minute hike to go find someone whose car had broken down at the "house on the top off the hill with the giant unicorn". Yes, it was a giant unicorn..but not worth the hike.
Sunday, I did some work and then went off to play flag football with some psych people. It was a fantastically fun time even though I (a) was definitely the worst player out there and (b) painfully jacked up my ankle during the 3rd play and am currently limping around with a giant puffy ankle. Stupid me. Spent the rest of the evening watching football with the same crowd and then going home to do reading. Overall, it was a pretty decent weekend.
So what's that date preview I was jabbering about in my subject line? Well, I emailed The Hispanic Saturday was was like "hey, I'd love to see you before I head off for Thanksgiving". He emailed me back and asked if he could come by my place Monday night at 10:30 pm to split a bottle of wine with me. I am like 99% sure this is a booty call - late evening start time, hanging out in my bedroom, and drinking. I think I like this development, as I basically see The Hispanic fitting into my life as the fuck buddy (not sure I want to bring him around as a boyfriend, but would love to have someone to call on a Tuesday night and be like..my place, midnight, let's do this thing!).
Other than that, I am just excited to head home to see the family and such. Also, I am super pumped to head to NYC this coming weekend and meet up with Caitlin (and hopefully see Matty too!). It's been sort of a drama-filled couple of weeks with Mr. Big (I know, I know) and I finally pulled that cord. I am very happy to finally have made that choice, but it'll be nice to be surrounded by family and friends instead of The Chinese this week.
Saturday I spent the day writing a paper and then had a lovely little dinner with KP and got to play catch-up/department gossip. Must have a touchstone person right? We then headed off to a housewarming party (I was designated driver, felt it was best to keep things light post-swine flu right?) that was also fairly relaxed but a good time. Solid evening, even though we got tricked into a 40 minute hike to go find someone whose car had broken down at the "house on the top off the hill with the giant unicorn". Yes, it was a giant unicorn..but not worth the hike.
Sunday, I did some work and then went off to play flag football with some psych people. It was a fantastically fun time even though I (a) was definitely the worst player out there and (b) painfully jacked up my ankle during the 3rd play and am currently limping around with a giant puffy ankle. Stupid me. Spent the rest of the evening watching football with the same crowd and then going home to do reading. Overall, it was a pretty decent weekend.
So what's that date preview I was jabbering about in my subject line? Well, I emailed The Hispanic Saturday was was like "hey, I'd love to see you before I head off for Thanksgiving". He emailed me back and asked if he could come by my place Monday night at 10:30 pm to split a bottle of wine with me. I am like 99% sure this is a booty call - late evening start time, hanging out in my bedroom, and drinking. I think I like this development, as I basically see The Hispanic fitting into my life as the fuck buddy (not sure I want to bring him around as a boyfriend, but would love to have someone to call on a Tuesday night and be like..my place, midnight, let's do this thing!).
Other than that, I am just excited to head home to see the family and such. Also, I am super pumped to head to NYC this coming weekend and meet up with Caitlin (and hopefully see Matty too!). It's been sort of a drama-filled couple of weeks with Mr. Big (I know, I know) and I finally pulled that cord. I am very happy to finally have made that choice, but it'll be nice to be surrounded by family and friends instead of The Chinese this week.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
My Friend Boots
Yesterday was a bad day. After killing myself over data my adviser took one look and said..nope, crap, start again with a new experiment that might not even work. I know this is part of science, and I think it was also because I am still feeling pretty wiped from swine flu, but it just made for an ugly afternoon.
I got home and made myself an awesome meal because The Chinese were blissfully not cooking last night, and I went to take the garbage out and something small and black darted past me. I turned the corner and it was the most adorable little black cat with white paws. I said hello to the little kitty and went about my business because I assumed that everything hated me yesterday. But not Boots!
As I walked back to my house, Boots came up along besides me and rubbed against my leg and meowed and was generally adorable. I tried to go inside, but Boots kept looking at me and asking me to play. I had seen someone with a black cat a few houses down the day before, so I walked her around and she followed me just like a little puppy.
They didn't know anything about the cat, so I ended up sitting outside and stroking Boots while she drank milk and played with me.
I sent out an email and someone responded that Boots has a home down the street and just likes to wander, so I felt better about having to leave her outside while I did work. Either way, I heart my new friend boots. I also think this was the most intimate moment I have had in Hanover (including the sex). Yikes.
I got home and made myself an awesome meal because The Chinese were blissfully not cooking last night, and I went to take the garbage out and something small and black darted past me. I turned the corner and it was the most adorable little black cat with white paws. I said hello to the little kitty and went about my business because I assumed that everything hated me yesterday. But not Boots!
As I walked back to my house, Boots came up along besides me and rubbed against my leg and meowed and was generally adorable. I tried to go inside, but Boots kept looking at me and asking me to play. I had seen someone with a black cat a few houses down the day before, so I walked her around and she followed me just like a little puppy.
They didn't know anything about the cat, so I ended up sitting outside and stroking Boots while she drank milk and played with me.
I sent out an email and someone responded that Boots has a home down the street and just likes to wander, so I felt better about having to leave her outside while I did work. Either way, I heart my new friend boots. I also think this was the most intimate moment I have had in Hanover (including the sex). Yikes.
Monday, November 16, 2009
One More Vent
So, you may all recall the girl who I spent all that time in the hospital with and ran around for a couple of days trying to help in anyway that I could. Well she was gone all weekend, so I couldn't call in the favor this weekend, but she gchated me Sunday night and said "oh dear, you have swine flu. Can I get you anything tomorrow before or after school?" I told her yes I definitely did need some stuff and I would chat with her during the day if that worked? She said it would.
She wasn't online all all today and finally came on gchat (it's about 9 pm). She made no effort to ask me if I needed anything all day or now. Luckily, someone else sent me an email asking if I needed anything and brought me some supplies tonight, but the other girl is really the only one in this whole town who should have brought me stuff. What the fuck? Lesson learned I suppose.
I am also pegging her as the girl who is going to break up a relationship in the next few weeks (ironically with the girl who brought me the stuff tonight), so I am going to just name her The Problem for any future blog references. Know the people around you I suppose.........
Asia Rant
There is nothing like being quarantined to your house to make you really really hate the people you previously disliked greatly. Random Asia rant begins in 5...4...3...2.....1...
1. Dear Most English Speaking's boyfriend, I am actually happy that you occasionally come to visit from Yale because it means that sometimes Most English is gone. That being said, you are staying in a home occupied by 4 females, where the FUCK do you get off leaving the toilet seat up?!?! I have a utilitarian policy regarding toilet seat politics - based on people who pay rent in a domicile, the majority gender shall determine the standard position of the toilet seat. I assure you that in my years of living with 2 guys or 3 guys I never made a comment about the toilet seat. Also, you are a goddamn guest in this house, fucking get a clue and be respectful.
2. I would like to personally chisel the spine of whoever sent the Asians a "kitchen in a box" set. First, it's ridiculous that they consider the box it was shipped in on the floor in the kitchen as the longterm storage option. Second, I didn't know it was possible for everyone to take even longer to prepare food in the kitchen but this magic box has made it possible. Oh you are making cheesecake!?! Awesome. Well I just want to make soup so I guess it is fair that you occupy the kitchen from 3 pm until 9:30 pm. Oh btw, you made a pretty nice looking cake, don't put pineapple on top of it. Ever.
3. I know this is not original, but I am still just...so...scared and baffled by the bathroom situation. Most English Speaking, what do you do in there? You were in the bathroom for 2.5 hours last night. Your boyfriend wasn't in there (I checked), you weren't doing your laundry (I checked), and I think you might have taken a bath, but then why was the floor the usual amount of insane wetness? Also, did you shave a mustache in there? Where are these little gross hairs coming from around the sink?
Oh, and out of desperation I ventured into the other roomates bathroom and quickly decided it would be better to just pee in my bed then go inside. There are MOUNTAINS of long, disgusting black hair. It's like they push it all together in clumps and then just..leave it? Also, I pray to God that I never find out what you are doing to that toilet...it's...it's not natural....
4. The Kitchen Sink. I have certainly been known to leave a plate or a bowl in the sink for an hour or two while it soaks, but you cannot leave 2 industrial size woks in the sink for 2+ days. The woks are bigger than the sink, how on earth is anyone else supposed to use the sink? How are you using the sink? I hear you down there banging stuff and cooking?
5. Would it mean anything if I asked you to "be green"? It is in the 30's and 40's outside and you open the kitchen window to stop the fire alarm from going off (thanks by the way, I was napping because I have swine flu). You also have the fans going over the sink and all the lights on. Okay. Fine. Why do you then turn up the heat and then leave with the windows open, fans on, lights on? Do you know how much energy you are wasting by doing this all the time? Does it make you feel better to leave all the lights on at night? Do you think the window has a timer on it and you can't close it for a few hours once you break the seal and open it? It really really annoys me, and I can see why your fucking country is destroying our planet.
So now that I have expressed these thoughts, I would also like to apologize to all of you. I am really sorry that the shock of perpetually seeing the toilet seat up caused me to cough in the general direction of your toothbrushes. I am sorry that the extra time it took me to get through everything in the sink made it difficult for me to cover my mouth when I coughed around your food. And finally, I am sorry that me having to get up and close windows and turn off lights made me spread my germs all around the house.
I am sure all of you won't get sick because there is no justice in this world, but I really hope your "kitchen in a box" catches on fire when I move out in December.
P.S. Still stuck at home with the swine. Probably not contagious at this point, but I just don't loose coughs after that whole "whooping cough" thing, so I will probably not be back to work until Wed.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Swine Flu
I'll give everyone a moment to get over the incredible shock I am sure you are all experiencing, but yes, I have swine flu. This was NOT the weekend to get swine flu.
My plans for this weekend included 2 totally awesome parties on Friday and Sunday, spending all day and night on Saturday catching up on work, and jumping into my juggling act of activities on Monday ready to rock.
Instead, I've spent all weekend in bed trying to keep a fever down. I am so pissed off that I didn't get the freaking vaccine.
Oh, and I also infected 2 of my friend already, and god knows who they infected on Friday night. I can't wait to see the damage on Tuesday when I (hopefully) make it back into the world of the living.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Posting of some nature
What to say....
Asians make me crazy. Their new adorable little thing is to leave chairs all over the kitchen and living room. I refuse to move them. I hate them.
When I got home last night I saw that Middle English Speaking was in "mid-cook mode". This basically means that the kitchen is a mess, the sink is full, and every burner is being used, but there doesn't appear to be an end-time to cooking in the next hour. I come down with my little box of pasta and asked "are you going to be done cooking soon, in which case I can wait, or will you be cooking for a while?"
She looks at me, does the stupid head tilt that makes me want to punch her, and says "I am cooking." I say, "most fabulous", move her stuff off a burner, cook my pasta and clean my dishes in 15 minutes, and walk upstairs. 1.5 hours later she was still cooking.
What else, I have been running subjects like a crazy woman in the lab. I realized after 20 subjects worth of data I had programmed "reaction time" wrong, so there will be a bit of Excel data manipulation in the coming days. Also, I realized that nobody finds anything funny before 11 am in the morning (a crucial part of my study involves people finding a movie clip funny). Better to know now, but a little frustrating.
Boys - I emailed The Hispanic yesterday afternoon and he still hasn't responded. Strange. Also, Korean Brendan figured out that I am a captive audience while running subjects, so he has been in the lab constantly. Fabulous. I am almost feeling desperate enough for sex to maybe act on that, but no...no I must not. I'm really not that interested anyway.
Not interested and there are a few new guys on the horizon that I am interested in anyway. I haven't really received anything flirtatious back from them, so I am just going to work the friends angle for a while and see what develops, if anything.
Not too much else to tell - just trying to keep up on work (sort of doing that), keep making friends, and keep from getting sick. I've got another zombie movie night tomorrow, lab drinks Thursday, and then hopefully some fun weekend stuff will develop. Ohh, someone is having "Thanksgiving" on Sunday, so that should be fun.
Asians make me crazy. Their new adorable little thing is to leave chairs all over the kitchen and living room. I refuse to move them. I hate them.
When I got home last night I saw that Middle English Speaking was in "mid-cook mode". This basically means that the kitchen is a mess, the sink is full, and every burner is being used, but there doesn't appear to be an end-time to cooking in the next hour. I come down with my little box of pasta and asked "are you going to be done cooking soon, in which case I can wait, or will you be cooking for a while?"
She looks at me, does the stupid head tilt that makes me want to punch her, and says "I am cooking." I say, "most fabulous", move her stuff off a burner, cook my pasta and clean my dishes in 15 minutes, and walk upstairs. 1.5 hours later she was still cooking.
What else, I have been running subjects like a crazy woman in the lab. I realized after 20 subjects worth of data I had programmed "reaction time" wrong, so there will be a bit of Excel data manipulation in the coming days. Also, I realized that nobody finds anything funny before 11 am in the morning (a crucial part of my study involves people finding a movie clip funny). Better to know now, but a little frustrating.
Boys - I emailed The Hispanic yesterday afternoon and he still hasn't responded. Strange. Also, Korean Brendan figured out that I am a captive audience while running subjects, so he has been in the lab constantly. Fabulous. I am almost feeling desperate enough for sex to maybe act on that, but no...no I must not. I'm really not that interested anyway.
Not interested and there are a few new guys on the horizon that I am interested in anyway. I haven't really received anything flirtatious back from them, so I am just going to work the friends angle for a while and see what develops, if anything.
Not too much else to tell - just trying to keep up on work (sort of doing that), keep making friends, and keep from getting sick. I've got another zombie movie night tomorrow, lab drinks Thursday, and then hopefully some fun weekend stuff will develop. Ohh, someone is having "Thanksgiving" on Sunday, so that should be fun.
Monday, November 9, 2009
I ran my first subject today!!!!
Very excited - I actually ran a subject today (well 2, and more to come)! Granted it is only doing behavioral piloting of the study materials I plan to use in the scanner, but I am still feeling pretty pumped.
Only downside, I am finding that some of the stuff I am using may not produce the desired results I am looking for. Back to the drawing board I guess.....
Only downside, I am finding that some of the stuff I am using may not produce the desired results I am looking for. Back to the drawing board I guess.....
Finally had my "date" with The Hispanic
Quick Saturday recap first:
The bonfire was awesome and a totally good time. Not only was the company great, but it was the cutest house in the entire world and had this big swing tied to a tree (and a zipline that dumps you into the lake - must keep in mind for summertime). Also, I still find it so funny when I go for a party and the person has made like..artisan bread, home-made chili, chocolate rum cakes - all this really amazing food for a bonfire. It just seems so silly and grown-up. We ended up leaving the bonfire because things were getting a bit hostile among some of the guests, and we headed to Canoe Club where we hung out and played way too many rounds of Never Have I Ever with an audience of 50-something men and women. Nice.
Sunday:
I got all my materials prepared to run my first subjects on Monday, went for a long run with my friend Todd, did my reading for classes, and then went out for the make-up date with The Hispanic.
It was totally awesome! One of those great conversations where you are talking about 5 things at once because there is just so much to talk about and both parties are so interested in what the other has to say. Never an awkward pause, really funny and interesting. He walked me home (such a gentleman), we did a few laps around the house, and then there was that awkward goodnight pause - but I ended up only getting a hug. That's okay, there will be other times.
Pros: Hilarious, insanely smart (he's in a Phd/MD program!), well-traveled, great conversation, adorable accent
Cons: Why is he so damn short! I think he is actually shorter than me. I am only 5'5" when I wear normal shoes.....
The bonfire was awesome and a totally good time. Not only was the company great, but it was the cutest house in the entire world and had this big swing tied to a tree (and a zipline that dumps you into the lake - must keep in mind for summertime). Also, I still find it so funny when I go for a party and the person has made like..artisan bread, home-made chili, chocolate rum cakes - all this really amazing food for a bonfire. It just seems so silly and grown-up. We ended up leaving the bonfire because things were getting a bit hostile among some of the guests, and we headed to Canoe Club where we hung out and played way too many rounds of Never Have I Ever with an audience of 50-something men and women. Nice.
Sunday:
I got all my materials prepared to run my first subjects on Monday, went for a long run with my friend Todd, did my reading for classes, and then went out for the make-up date with The Hispanic.
It was totally awesome! One of those great conversations where you are talking about 5 things at once because there is just so much to talk about and both parties are so interested in what the other has to say. Never an awkward pause, really funny and interesting. He walked me home (such a gentleman), we did a few laps around the house, and then there was that awkward goodnight pause - but I ended up only getting a hug. That's okay, there will be other times.
Pros: Hilarious, insanely smart (he's in a Phd/MD program!), well-traveled, great conversation, adorable accent
Cons: Why is he so damn short! I think he is actually shorter than me. I am only 5'5" when I wear normal shoes.....
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Last Night Was So Fun!
Yesterday was a really fun evening, and so incredibly simple.
All of us Psych people were semi-dreading this 4 pm lecture we had to go to on statistical analysis of voxels (yeah, on a Friday), and there had been many deadlines all week for stuff, so we needed to unwind.
The talk was actually really engaging and interesting (though a little strange, the guy basically locked into me and kept referencing me during the talk and staring - a little awkward). After that about 14 of us went out for pitchers of beer and pizza, and then moved the party to someone's house. It was really awesome to keep bonding with the people in my department and to get to know the other years even better. Also, it was so nice to just relax, play some silly drinking games, drink crappy beer and do the fun stuff I used to do when I had friends in CT or DC.
....probably could have done a little less sharing during the Never Have I Ever round of Kings, but whatever, these people will get to know me sooner or later.
Tonight should be fun too, there is a birthday bonfire and hopefully the good weekend will continue.
Some strange points:
1) All 3 Chinese are cooking in the kitchen wearing matching pink flannel shirts. Giggle.
2) I got this email last night from one of the other first years. This is the kid who like, never ever hangs out socially with us, is totally in his own strange-ass world on everything he says, and generally is the kid most of us don't think will make it to the end and don't care enough about getting to know him to find out. (Before you say "Bitch!" - we have all tried really hard to engage him, help him flesh out his ideas, and join us in our reindeer games. He's not interested)
Here is the email:
A few thoughts:
1) I try to talk to him in person all the time and he doesn't engage. Why would I want to talk to him about this over email?
2) I make it no secret how difficult I am finding the challenges of new academic environment, housemates, Hanover, dating, etc. He only knows I am having trouble with these things because I talk about them to other people which he over-hears. Don't ask me if I need to talk about something which you only know about because I talk to people about it?
3) Is this his attempt to reach-out? I'm not interested. Try acting like a normal person.
All of us Psych people were semi-dreading this 4 pm lecture we had to go to on statistical analysis of voxels (yeah, on a Friday), and there had been many deadlines all week for stuff, so we needed to unwind.
The talk was actually really engaging and interesting (though a little strange, the guy basically locked into me and kept referencing me during the talk and staring - a little awkward). After that about 14 of us went out for pitchers of beer and pizza, and then moved the party to someone's house. It was really awesome to keep bonding with the people in my department and to get to know the other years even better. Also, it was so nice to just relax, play some silly drinking games, drink crappy beer and do the fun stuff I used to do when I had friends in CT or DC.
....probably could have done a little less sharing during the Never Have I Ever round of Kings, but whatever, these people will get to know me sooner or later.
Tonight should be fun too, there is a birthday bonfire and hopefully the good weekend will continue.
Some strange points:
1) All 3 Chinese are cooking in the kitchen wearing matching pink flannel shirts. Giggle.
2) I got this email last night from one of the other first years. This is the kid who like, never ever hangs out socially with us, is totally in his own strange-ass world on everything he says, and generally is the kid most of us don't think will make it to the end and don't care enough about getting to know him to find out. (Before you say "Bitch!" - we have all tried really hard to engage him, help him flesh out his ideas, and join us in our reindeer games. He's not interested)
Here is the email:
I'm sending this email because I want to talk with you. This isn't spurned by anyone else and this isn't one of my pranks and I'm not in any way trying to belittle/condescend you. I want to know is there anything that you want to talk about or something that is not making you happy?
You have a trait that helps you rise above the usual timidness and internalized humility of most "Scientists"...you can speak your feelings of something exactly when you feel them no matter who is around you. While many people are still blinded by the aura of title and reputation of professors, you seem to blast right pass that in how you proceed. Don't change that. This is not what I'm worried about. That kind of honesty is a thing you should keep and I hope you shake every body who treats Science like a kingdom.
It does make me sad when (facetious or not) you say stuff like how bad of a student you are and how certain things (advisor related, Hanover related, student related) are holding you back in someway from the person that you want to be. I ask what makes you happy because maybe it is something that we could all do as comrades. If it is something research related, I say explore it more and don't be afraid to email or set phone meetings with people's whose paper you like. Well...I don't know what percentage is about the intellectual brussel sproats we have to eat for school and what part is about the Mayberry-ishness of the town...but I did want to send you an email just in case no one has out right asked you to talk and you have been wanting to say something. It doesn't have to be with me and I apologize if this seems like I'm prying. I just want the team to be happy.
A few thoughts:
1) I try to talk to him in person all the time and he doesn't engage. Why would I want to talk to him about this over email?
2) I make it no secret how difficult I am finding the challenges of new academic environment, housemates, Hanover, dating, etc. He only knows I am having trouble with these things because I talk about them to other people which he over-hears. Don't ask me if I need to talk about something which you only know about because I talk to people about it?
3) Is this his attempt to reach-out? I'm not interested. Try acting like a normal person.
Thursday, November 5, 2009
I'm such a retard
I got out of class, went to the gym, took a shower, ate dinner and realized, oh shit, it's 8:30 and I have to meet The Hispanic at 9 at Molly's.
I get ready and race over there. Drink a beer for 25 minutes while I wait. He doesn't show up. I am upset.
I pace around outside, think about how much I hate Hanover, and head home.
I get home to see an email from him. "Hey, I waited at Murphy's for about 25 minutes but you didn't show. I'm sure you got busy. We'll have to do it another time."
WTF is wrong with me!?!? There are 3 bars in Hanover. How the fuck did I get the wrong one.
I sent him like 3 apology emails. I am such a bitch. I don't even like him that much and now I'm going to have to sleep with him.
In another retard news, I went ahead and posted my first psych experiment on the psychology bulletin (where freshman go b/c they have to sign up for a certain number of experiments to pass a class) because I figured no one would sign up so I would have time to FINISH the experiment. The first person is coming at 9 am on Monday. I only have 2 of the 4 experimental conditions done. .......sigh
I get ready and race over there. Drink a beer for 25 minutes while I wait. He doesn't show up. I am upset.
I pace around outside, think about how much I hate Hanover, and head home.
I get home to see an email from him. "Hey, I waited at Murphy's for about 25 minutes but you didn't show. I'm sure you got busy. We'll have to do it another time."
WTF is wrong with me!?!? There are 3 bars in Hanover. How the fuck did I get the wrong one.
I sent him like 3 apology emails. I am such a bitch. I don't even like him that much and now I'm going to have to sleep with him.
In another retard news, I went ahead and posted my first psych experiment on the psychology bulletin (where freshman go b/c they have to sign up for a certain number of experiments to pass a class) because I figured no one would sign up so I would have time to FINISH the experiment. The first person is coming at 9 am on Monday. I only have 2 of the 4 experimental conditions done. .......sigh
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
NSF IS IN!!!
Very excited, I finally submitted the stupid NSF fellowship application and got my letter of recommendation requests sent in. I can't tell you how awesome it is to be done with that. No chance I'm going to get it, but an honorable mention will at least get me a nice $500 - so that would be well worth the effort.
Boy news:
As I suspected, my Friday night with Korean Brendan has dug me back into the pit. He sent me an email today saying "we need to have drinks and a conversation tonight". Yikes. A horror movie marathon ended up getting scheduled, so we did dinner and then headed over to that together. Oh, and when I asked him about the "drinks and conversation" thing he just said "what, it had been too long since I had seen you". This is not good.
P.S. Paranormal Activity is a fucking scary movie. I highly recommend you watch it, though doing so in a cabin in the woods is probably overkill. I don't recommend that.
Also, I have drink plans with The Hispanic for tomorrow night, so I will be sure to report back on that. I am...quasi-excited....not really....but we'll see, maybe there will be some chemistry?
Alright, I was basically writing while I waited for Middle-Speaking English to clean up the kitchen from her 11 pm dinner-party so I can refill my Brita and get some water. I know many of you have registered sadness about the lack of stories I will have once I leave, but I promise, I will find other funny stuff to write about.
Boy news:
As I suspected, my Friday night with Korean Brendan has dug me back into the pit. He sent me an email today saying "we need to have drinks and a conversation tonight". Yikes. A horror movie marathon ended up getting scheduled, so we did dinner and then headed over to that together. Oh, and when I asked him about the "drinks and conversation" thing he just said "what, it had been too long since I had seen you". This is not good.
P.S. Paranormal Activity is a fucking scary movie. I highly recommend you watch it, though doing so in a cabin in the woods is probably overkill. I don't recommend that.
Also, I have drink plans with The Hispanic for tomorrow night, so I will be sure to report back on that. I am...quasi-excited....not really....but we'll see, maybe there will be some chemistry?
Alright, I was basically writing while I waited for Middle-Speaking English to clean up the kitchen from her 11 pm dinner-party so I can refill my Brita and get some water. I know many of you have registered sadness about the lack of stories I will have once I leave, but I promise, I will find other funny stuff to write about.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Dedicated to all those who strive to help me loose my mind
I knew as soon as I wrote that post last night I would regret it. Came home tonight to a massive gathering of the Chinese. Massive. I was trying to get water and the doorbell rings. It rings, loudly, and you can see someone standing at the front door 5 feet away. Nobody notices anything! I said "Doorbell?"....they spent about 30 seconds rolling the word around amongst the group, so I finally put down the water and got the door. Random guy walks in, after watching for 45 seconds I still can't tell if they knew who he was or not. I went upstairs.
Oh also, I went back downstairs later to find that even though they refrigerate Honey Nut Cheerios they don't bother to keep eggs cold. ewl.
But accolades must also go to my adviser who is conspiring to make me loose my mind. On Friday (as I mentioned already) he basically cocks his head and says "why are you doing this experiment?" I spend the rest of my weekend debating scraping the entire project I have been working on for 3 weeks, mild panic is setting in, and I'm like fuck.
Today we are going over my research proposal for my NSF application in which I outline the EXACT PROJECT we talked about on Friday. He tells me this project is potentially very important and is exploring an area of self-regulation and depletion that has not previously been examined. WHAT?!?!?!?!? Am I missing something?
Anyway, plus side, I am so so very close to submitting NSF essays and finalized that above mentioned research project today and should be able to test it out and start running subjects soon. Progress!
I also attended the first Graduate Student Council meeting tonight and I am really looking forward to being on the board this year. If nothing else, it is a really good way to find out about cool stuff that is going on, and I think I will have plenty of support to run something like monthly trivia nights at a local bar.
Oh also, I went back downstairs later to find that even though they refrigerate Honey Nut Cheerios they don't bother to keep eggs cold. ewl.
But accolades must also go to my adviser who is conspiring to make me loose my mind. On Friday (as I mentioned already) he basically cocks his head and says "why are you doing this experiment?" I spend the rest of my weekend debating scraping the entire project I have been working on for 3 weeks, mild panic is setting in, and I'm like fuck.
Today we are going over my research proposal for my NSF application in which I outline the EXACT PROJECT we talked about on Friday. He tells me this project is potentially very important and is exploring an area of self-regulation and depletion that has not previously been examined. WHAT?!?!?!?!? Am I missing something?
Anyway, plus side, I am so so very close to submitting NSF essays and finalized that above mentioned research project today and should be able to test it out and start running subjects soon. Progress!
I also attended the first Graduate Student Council meeting tonight and I am really looking forward to being on the board this year. If nothing else, it is a really good way to find out about cool stuff that is going on, and I think I will have plenty of support to run something like monthly trivia nights at a local bar.
Monday, November 2, 2009
My mom is like a bad puppy
I just think this is so entirely hilarious, I must post.
My dad threw out his back 2 weeks ago, so he has had to let my mom drive his BRAND NEW Prius while he drove the van. This Prius is maybe 2 months old. It is his baby. He loves this car more than he loves my brother (not me, but definitely my brother).
I call my mom this afternoon and when she picks up the phone I ask "did someone die?" She sounds really upset.
You can guess what happened - my mom crashed the Prius into the garage. Crashed meaning destroyed the car to the point where it is undriveable.
Now to be fair, my Dad should have known this would happen. Of the 9 cars that have gone through that garage, my mom has run 7 into the garage. Our garage is equipped with an array of lasers and hanging tennis balls just to try to keep her from doing this anymore (I know, silly scientists).
Anyway, I was on the phone and heard my Dad walk in and say "Holy Shit". He sent me a picture of his attempt to make driveable with duct tape. I think it's funny, so I am posting.
I explained to him that my Mom is like a bad puppy. She is just so cute but so very destructive. But what are you going to do, you can't yell at a bad puppy?
I know...long time no post. Let's make is a SUPER post!
I didn't post anything last week because (a) there wasn't much going on and (b) all free time was spent trying to come up with a Halloween costume. Also, I think it was a weird week of emotions - excited that stuff was coming along academically, but sad that this was the first Halloween I didn't really have plans/friends for. So updates:
School:
Things are going pretty well. I'm getting more into the schedule of grad school, and my NSF essays are basically done and just waiting for some final feedback. I actually really like how they turned out and don't feel like a total failure. Also, I am starting to enjoy all the lectures we get to go to, and the fact that almost every week I could do coffee or lunch with some really important and smart person from another school. In fact, I dare say that I now understand about 40% of what is said during these talks, way up for the original 10% (I can even throw around some neural substrates of my own now and not sound totally ridiculous). That being said, my adviser and I have this terrible weekly appointment at 3 pm on Fridays, and it either goes really well or really shitty. Last week it went shitty. After putting in a lot of work on my first behavioral experiment he was like "um, why are you doing this?" .....I didn't exactly have a good answer, especially not at 3 pm on a Friday. Not so good.
Also, a group of us were hanging around after a colloquium talk on Friday (with an insanely important NIH psychology legend- seriously, a big deal) and one of the professors (who is single, ugly, and not well liked) remarked after a bit that everyone here seems to have some NIH connection. I said "yeah, even I did some contract work for them last year". His response "Oh, did you mop the floors?" (SMIRK). Let's just say I put him in his place. I doubt he will speak to me for the rest of my time here. Ha!
The Chinese Situation:
Oh the Chinese. After the escalation in hostilities I tried one more time to make an immediate room change. 22A subletter was actually cool for once and totally agreed to let me move my stuff into her place, but then evil housing put the stop to that. Oh well, I'm okay with December - it's not so far right?
Luckily, they have been pretty busy and aren't having massive chinese parties (watch, I say that and one breaks out downstairs) anymore. That being said, they ALWAYS have their boyfriend over, and why the fuck do they talk so loudly? and leave their doors open? It's just confusing. Oh, and the cooking is still gross, but I think the ant incident scared them into being slightly cleaner. That being said, I just noticed that a giant box of pots and pans arrived which can only lead to more cooking. I am scared.
Oh also, at the big Halloween party on Friday, one of my roomates went in the following outfit: sneakers, jeans, a giant pink robe, a disgusting horse-looking tale of hair attached to the back, and a tiara. What?!?!?! Hilarious. It is so satisfying when my friends get a glimpse into my nightmare.
Boys/Social:
I have gradually found people to do social stuff with me, like trips to West Lebanon for dinner. It's still pretty infrequent, but I'm slowly making grounds.
*Friday Night*
So Friday was the giant Med School/Grad Student Halloween party. Why it was on Friday and located 30 minutes away requiring buses, I have no idea. Anyway, the party was at a ski lodge and was actually a really good time. I got to see a lot of the people I had only met in passing, bond a bit more with the psych people, and finally found a place to dance! I missed dancing!
What was your costume you might ask? I had gone to Walmart with The Vegetarian and we found these canvas tote bags with pictures of Rolling Stones magazine covers on the front. We each bought one (I did Justin Timberlake, she did Sean Penn), cut the bottom out, and made them into halter tops. Not surprisingly, I paired this with an insanely short skirt and heels and everyone thought it was a great costume. Nice.
The school sponsored party let out around 11:30, and we had somehow missed the last bus back, so my friends and I got a ride back from Psych Virgin. I would like to pause now to introduce a name change. While discussing with my mother, we decided that a much more appropriate name for Psych Virgin is Korean Brendan (Brendan being my first boyfriend). So it is written, so it shall be done. Anyway, we got a ride back and ended up at India Queen (oh India Queen). Partied there until it closed, went to the only place open to get food and waited about 1 hour to get pizza, and then went back to my place and ate. Oh, funny, my psych friend decided to tell me that she absolutely hated me when she first met me. She can't remember why anymore, and she LOVES me now! Thanks? So overall, the night was fun, I met a lot of cool guys (which I will detail below), but I undid my week of trying to distance myself from Korean Brendan. Oh well.
Alright, let's do a little guy naming & review ceremony for ya'll.
1) The Republican - I met this guy at the Halloween party and we met up again at India Queen. He is in the Business School. He told me that he voted for Bush two times and I slapped him, hard, across his face. He was shocked. He still asked me for my number. He saw me out running on Saturday and pulled me over to talk. I looked disgusting (mile 4!), he still wanted to get together. I told him that if he still wanted to see me after I slapped him and he saw me running, I was game. We have been gchatting a bit, and I imagine we'll get drinks later this week. Pros: He has a lot of money and is pretty damn funny. Cons: He is a fucking Republican! and he is short.
2) The Hispanic - After never really getting back to me about hanging out he saw me on Friday night (it must be the heels), we talked a bit, and he emailed me to get drinks this week. I told him sure, we'll see if he gets back to me. He is also short.
3) The Playa - This is one of the guys I met last weekend during the massive keg and hotdog debacle in the laundry room. He is actually really really cool and is a med student. We reconnected on Friday night, but he had all this ex-girlfriend drama going on and a ton of girls fawning all over him. Usually I would say fuck it, but we exchanged a little kiss on the steps and it was nice. He texted me at 1 am on Saturday night (I didn't respond), and then asked me to get lunch on Sunday. We grabbed lunch, it was fine, but I'm not sure I feel more than a friendship with him. Pros: He is funny, he is black (need to check that off my bingo card), he is normal. Cons: He is a little to drama-centric and he is short. Why are they all so fucking short!
Saturday Night:
I had a blind date. That's right, I actually met with someone I met on match.com, and we met on Halloween Saturday. He had been feeling sick for the week and it was pouring rain which meant everyone was wet and humid. Not the best for a date. He actually turned out to be very cute but terribly awkward. He could barely keep eye contact with me during dinner, and kept talking about really strange first date topics (his drug addict brother got 20 minutes but his current job was a 30 second soundbite). We did a super-awkward goodbye, and I headed home to either go to bed or call some of these random guys from Friday night. On the way I ran into The Vegetarian, and she convinced me to go to a Physics party. The party was.....I mean, it was a Physics party....but it was fine and I got to meet a few new people. I ended up leaving that pretty early and making it to bed by 12:30. Normally I would feel very sad that this was my Halloween night, but I decided early on to treat this like a normal Saturday. Also, I am trying not to have a weekend like last, and I think some moderation is maybe a good thing.
Sunday:
Like I said, I did lunch with The Playa. I also got another run in, did some laundry, and got some homework done.
So the takehome for the week/weekend - sometimes I am really happy here, and sometimes I feel very lonely. I think that is pretty normal for moving to a new area, so I am trying to be okay with this. That being said, I am really looking forward to getting home for Thanksgiving, seeing some DC people in CT and NY, and being that much closer to winter break.
School:
Things are going pretty well. I'm getting more into the schedule of grad school, and my NSF essays are basically done and just waiting for some final feedback. I actually really like how they turned out and don't feel like a total failure. Also, I am starting to enjoy all the lectures we get to go to, and the fact that almost every week I could do coffee or lunch with some really important and smart person from another school. In fact, I dare say that I now understand about 40% of what is said during these talks, way up for the original 10% (I can even throw around some neural substrates of my own now and not sound totally ridiculous). That being said, my adviser and I have this terrible weekly appointment at 3 pm on Fridays, and it either goes really well or really shitty. Last week it went shitty. After putting in a lot of work on my first behavioral experiment he was like "um, why are you doing this?" .....I didn't exactly have a good answer, especially not at 3 pm on a Friday. Not so good.
Also, a group of us were hanging around after a colloquium talk on Friday (with an insanely important NIH psychology legend- seriously, a big deal) and one of the professors (who is single, ugly, and not well liked) remarked after a bit that everyone here seems to have some NIH connection. I said "yeah, even I did some contract work for them last year". His response "Oh, did you mop the floors?" (SMIRK). Let's just say I put him in his place. I doubt he will speak to me for the rest of my time here. Ha!
The Chinese Situation:
Oh the Chinese. After the escalation in hostilities I tried one more time to make an immediate room change. 22A subletter was actually cool for once and totally agreed to let me move my stuff into her place, but then evil housing put the stop to that. Oh well, I'm okay with December - it's not so far right?
Luckily, they have been pretty busy and aren't having massive chinese parties (watch, I say that and one breaks out downstairs) anymore. That being said, they ALWAYS have their boyfriend over, and why the fuck do they talk so loudly? and leave their doors open? It's just confusing. Oh, and the cooking is still gross, but I think the ant incident scared them into being slightly cleaner. That being said, I just noticed that a giant box of pots and pans arrived which can only lead to more cooking. I am scared.
Oh also, at the big Halloween party on Friday, one of my roomates went in the following outfit: sneakers, jeans, a giant pink robe, a disgusting horse-looking tale of hair attached to the back, and a tiara. What?!?!?! Hilarious. It is so satisfying when my friends get a glimpse into my nightmare.
Boys/Social:
I have gradually found people to do social stuff with me, like trips to West Lebanon for dinner. It's still pretty infrequent, but I'm slowly making grounds.
*Friday Night*
So Friday was the giant Med School/Grad Student Halloween party. Why it was on Friday and located 30 minutes away requiring buses, I have no idea. Anyway, the party was at a ski lodge and was actually a really good time. I got to see a lot of the people I had only met in passing, bond a bit more with the psych people, and finally found a place to dance! I missed dancing!
What was your costume you might ask? I had gone to Walmart with The Vegetarian and we found these canvas tote bags with pictures of Rolling Stones magazine covers on the front. We each bought one (I did Justin Timberlake, she did Sean Penn), cut the bottom out, and made them into halter tops. Not surprisingly, I paired this with an insanely short skirt and heels and everyone thought it was a great costume. Nice.
The school sponsored party let out around 11:30, and we had somehow missed the last bus back, so my friends and I got a ride back from Psych Virgin. I would like to pause now to introduce a name change. While discussing with my mother, we decided that a much more appropriate name for Psych Virgin is Korean Brendan (Brendan being my first boyfriend). So it is written, so it shall be done. Anyway, we got a ride back and ended up at India Queen (oh India Queen). Partied there until it closed, went to the only place open to get food and waited about 1 hour to get pizza, and then went back to my place and ate. Oh, funny, my psych friend decided to tell me that she absolutely hated me when she first met me. She can't remember why anymore, and she LOVES me now! Thanks? So overall, the night was fun, I met a lot of cool guys (which I will detail below), but I undid my week of trying to distance myself from Korean Brendan. Oh well.
Alright, let's do a little guy naming & review ceremony for ya'll.
1) The Republican - I met this guy at the Halloween party and we met up again at India Queen. He is in the Business School. He told me that he voted for Bush two times and I slapped him, hard, across his face. He was shocked. He still asked me for my number. He saw me out running on Saturday and pulled me over to talk. I looked disgusting (mile 4!), he still wanted to get together. I told him that if he still wanted to see me after I slapped him and he saw me running, I was game. We have been gchatting a bit, and I imagine we'll get drinks later this week. Pros: He has a lot of money and is pretty damn funny. Cons: He is a fucking Republican! and he is short.
2) The Hispanic - After never really getting back to me about hanging out he saw me on Friday night (it must be the heels), we talked a bit, and he emailed me to get drinks this week. I told him sure, we'll see if he gets back to me. He is also short.
3) The Playa - This is one of the guys I met last weekend during the massive keg and hotdog debacle in the laundry room. He is actually really really cool and is a med student. We reconnected on Friday night, but he had all this ex-girlfriend drama going on and a ton of girls fawning all over him. Usually I would say fuck it, but we exchanged a little kiss on the steps and it was nice. He texted me at 1 am on Saturday night (I didn't respond), and then asked me to get lunch on Sunday. We grabbed lunch, it was fine, but I'm not sure I feel more than a friendship with him. Pros: He is funny, he is black (need to check that off my bingo card), he is normal. Cons: He is a little to drama-centric and he is short. Why are they all so fucking short!
Saturday Night:
I had a blind date. That's right, I actually met with someone I met on match.com, and we met on Halloween Saturday. He had been feeling sick for the week and it was pouring rain which meant everyone was wet and humid. Not the best for a date. He actually turned out to be very cute but terribly awkward. He could barely keep eye contact with me during dinner, and kept talking about really strange first date topics (his drug addict brother got 20 minutes but his current job was a 30 second soundbite). We did a super-awkward goodbye, and I headed home to either go to bed or call some of these random guys from Friday night. On the way I ran into The Vegetarian, and she convinced me to go to a Physics party. The party was.....I mean, it was a Physics party....but it was fine and I got to meet a few new people. I ended up leaving that pretty early and making it to bed by 12:30. Normally I would feel very sad that this was my Halloween night, but I decided early on to treat this like a normal Saturday. Also, I am trying not to have a weekend like last, and I think some moderation is maybe a good thing.
Sunday:
Like I said, I did lunch with The Playa. I also got another run in, did some laundry, and got some homework done.
So the takehome for the week/weekend - sometimes I am really happy here, and sometimes I feel very lonely. I think that is pretty normal for moving to a new area, so I am trying to be okay with this. That being said, I am really looking forward to getting home for Thanksgiving, seeing some DC people in CT and NY, and being that much closer to winter break.
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