Boy Meets Girl...

This doesn't have a happy ending, which I didn't see coming, but I also never knew it was beginning either.

Summer 2010

I was taking my last set of math classes.

I was really struggling.

Complex Variables.

I was drowning, so I called out for help.

She answered, well she walked up to me and told me she could help me out.

We exchanged email addresses (I don't even remember getting her phone number.)

So I started talking to her after class.

She would stop for a smoke, and I'd sit nearby and talk to her about anything, everything.

I thought she was a little crazy.

Smart too.

Did I mention the curly hair?

Or the magnificent bosom?

Yeah, well we'd talk, then start walking downtown, the 10 blocks to her train and to my bus.

We did this after every class.

It was the best 20 minutes of my day.

Wir müssen durch viel Trübsal in das Reich Gottes eingehen

We must pass through great sadness that we God's kingdom may enter (BWV 146)

Back to basics. Listening to Simone Dinnerstein host the WKCR FM 89.9 Bachfest right now.

This is always the happiest and saddest part of the year for me.

What now?

Butter(fly) end of Summer

I'm going to watch Madame Butterfly tonight at the Met Opera (in front actually).
It'll be the last event of my summer, even though classes have already started and Autumn is already underway. I, hilariously, almost got into a fight the last time I tried to watch Madame Butterfly at the Met.

Skool Redux (part 2)

I've finally settled on my new schedule and it's going to be Math/Stats all the time.
No more German Fairy Tales or Acting class, at least for now.
I'll try to fit in a dance class somewhere along the way.
Fall for Dance is right around the corner...

Upcoming food stuff...
I'm thinking the next (Cheesy) potluck will be awesome, the last few themes (Tofu, Queens, Wizard of Oz) have been slightly off.
Also looking forward to Omnivore New York and Le Fooding (yes, I have tickets for Friday night!)

Folding Hangover

It's the annual post origami convention letdown.
But here are some pictures of the origami exhibit for your viewing pleasure!

Ilium

I've been up all night reading about gods and heroes, and now it's time for sleep.

Break

I have the next 13 days off.
Besides some origami teaching on Good Friday, the potluck on Holy Saturday, and a wedding the following Saturday, I'm completely free.
What should I do?

Lonely?

I just watched this week's episode of Gossip Girl. Nate and Blair have a moment at the end where they both seem overwhelmed by all the changes/unexpected turns in their ridiculous lives.
I don't like change and I miss being around people. The only ones I see on a somewhat regular basis are my brother and V, everyone else seems to be drifting away. And there still are no candidates for BNF 2009. I need to fix this.

In the middle

I have three midterms the next few days...and I signed up for more Math classes over the summer.

Reading

I just finished my reading.
It's almost 4am.
This might be a long couple of months...

A New Hope

I was walking home tonight after dinner with my parents and I felt really lucky to be alive in the here and now. Granted my health has been better, I'm currently unemployed, and LOVE has been a comedy of errors of late (unlike the epic disasters of years past, mind you), but everything else is fantastic especially when you're listening to Pamina sing of her love for Tamino.

Hard Road Ahead

The election result as momentous as it is, is just the beginning.
I just hope the Dems don't fuck this all up.

Monica

(I will pretend that my friends actually read my blog on a regular basis.)
Monica! Call me whenever you get out of work.

(pre) Fall For Dance 2008

Waited on line to score some Fall For Dance tickets which went on sale at 11AM this morning. MB met me there around 7:30 and we spent the better part of the morning trading stories and gossip. There was a somewhat crazed, Jewish lady in front of us on the line and she became increasingly agitated by the lack of line progress as the clock crept towards and then past high noon. We finally, finally got the tickets after five hours of waiting and made our way down to Cafe Centosette to meet the rest of MB's crew for Sunday brunch. It was a somewhat hectic experience as our waitress seemed to be completely overwhelmed by our mere presence at the tables. But I did enjoy my 2 glasses of OJ and on the way back to the subway, KC and I bumped into Eric van der Woodsen in front of the Strand.