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Queen Jane Approximately


July 22nd, 2007

(no subject) @ 11:27 pm

overrated:
reading (i used to read truckloads and look where i am now)
boats
chasing sunsets

underrated:
white beans (toothsome and delicate)
Bitch magazine (smart but not smarmy)
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July 6th, 2007

(no subject) @ 06:21 pm

(no subject) @ 12:41 am

Tee shirt slogan:
Reduce CO2 emissions
Stop Exhaling

An argument about Los Angeles and why its cool people are less intimidating than elsewhere (San Fransisco, Brooklyn, ??):

In college (bay area) the hipsters seethed with self-righteousness (even as they drove their parents' Mercedes). They paraded their enlightenment and loved nothing more than to accuse you of lack of sophistication and concern for the world's ills simply because you hadn't spent much time outside the US. Their coolness assumed a moral tone--and your lack of coolness meant you had the stamp of bourgeois close-mindedness. You not only weren't wearing the right clothes, but the clothes you were wearing were made by sweat-shop labor!

What strikes me now, although the social order had the appearance of being an enlightenment contest, most of it was all about style. Therein lay the hypocrisy. I remember this one hipster kid who decided he would wear nothing but orange for months on end. I think perhaps it had to do with solidarity with tibetan monks, but it was never really clear, even among hipsters I asked. Point was, there may not have even been a point--but he kept his word and became even more distinctive strange and cool looking.

In LA, cool people have no pretensions to meaning. The cool creative people are no doubt in the entertainment industry, where cash, not high minded-ness rules. There are whole classes of people who are blatently shallow, chasing youth and beauty at no concern for cost or authenticity. Not being part of that scene makes you feel--even by doing abosulutely nothing--more enlightened, comitted, and high-minded than the cool crowd. You need merely not inject your lips with bloating filler to feel like you are a feminist who embraces her natural form. You need merely not employ illegal immigrant housekeepers or nannies to feel more politically aware. Hollywood is self-consiciously absurd, and will never make you feel lacking in meaning by not being a part of it.
 

June 30th, 2007

(no subject) @ 09:56 pm

i wore a straw hat today, 3 kinds of sunscreen (face lotion, stuff for arms and spray stuff for my neck/chest), enormous sunglasses, and i still feel like i got a sunburn.

why is that serbian boys=beautiful? they are all tall dark and handsome with that exotic high cheekboned, love-child of ghengis khan look and names that are impossible to pronounce.

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June 29th, 2007

(no subject) @ 01:33 am

my missing data models are less fun and more slow than watching grass grow. (that's why i'm still tending them at 1:30 in the morning.) i will have even less will to babysit data in the morning.
i'm working steadily on my master's thesis, with the goal of removing myself from the grasp of my mentor (or tormentor, as my mother calls him), prof w. he totally cramps my writing style:
he literally wrote me a list of words i am not allowed to use, include "however," "generally," and "furthermore." he tells me my sentences are too long--but "amusing." he is on the fastidious side of fastidious. Pet peeves include too many decimal places!!!!, vagueness, not indenting paragraphs, parentheses, unlabeled axes, graphs in excel. Pet causes include informative priors, WinBugs, LaTex for everything, making me stutter and blush.

there are hordes of college kids paid to raise money and get signatures for various causes by bugging passersby on streetcorners. everywhere i go people are asking me "do you want to help stop global warming?" "do you want to help defend civil liberties?", "do you want to save all of the orphan kittens from a very cruel demise?" my natural desire for peace from street beggers, salespeople, and proseletyzers (sp) extends to these folk. i find myself saying/wanting to say "no i hate civil liberties," "i exhale carbon dioxide for the sole purpose of generating greenhouse gases."

40,000 more iterations and i can go to bed.
 

June 28th, 2007

June 14th, 2007

(no subject) @ 10:20 pm

what should my summer project be?
i am open to ideas of the healthy and lifepromoting variety.

graduation is tomorrow but first i have to finish this hellish project, which needs to be turned in at noon. 'twill be long night, i'm afraid.
 

June 10th, 2007

more encounters with my personal celeb @ 12:26 am

I saw Marcia Cross, hubby, and two adorable twin babies at Peet's coffee shop today. I tried not to stare, but it was impossible.

On my way out, across the street, I saw two paparazzi types with large cameras with telephoto lenses. I asked them, "Are you the paparazzi?" and they said yes, and I said, "Are you hoping to get a photo of Marcia Cross and her new babies? They are absolutely beautiful."

It's funny, I didn't feel that the paparazzi were being too intrusive, since the kids were dressed to the nines, as if intended to be shown off.
 

May 30th, 2007

(no subject) @ 10:55 pm

What Is Pink?
Christina Rossetti

What is pink? a rose is pink
By the fountain’s brink.
What is red? a poppy’s red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? the sky is blue
Where the clouds float thro’.
What is white? a swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? the grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? why, an orange,
Just an orange!

Also: a new orange shirt that I am terribly pleased by. I have been walking around all day feeling like a juicy tangerine.
 

May 29th, 2007

(no subject) @ 02:26 pm

so i took my master's comp exam...it wasn't cake, but i did leave the room 1/2 hour early so i escaped the ultra annoying chatter about all the problems i couldn't figure out. i just needed to pass, not get the highest score in the class, so i didn't feel too nerve wracked. i didn't even do my usual cramming, having studied practice tests over the course of the quarter...so now i can focus on larger more daunting tasks.
 

Queen Jane Approximately