Archive for December, 2005
Home Is Where The Art Is
You don’t realize how much you miss the place where you grew up when you’re trying to grow up somewhere else.
Home Sweet Dubai
Post pre-written @ 1:27PM, 12/22/05, because of no Internet access at time of writing…
I’m currently sitting the ‘Quiet Lounge’ of Dubai International Airport waiting for my next flight, a 4 hour layover until my final destination. First impressions? (not really the first, last time I was here was at least 10 years ago, probably [...]
TB + NYC @ JFK
I am currently sitting on a seat consisting of a slab of rock here at the JFK International Airport in NYC (as an aside, is it ‘airplane’ or ‘aeroplane’?).
My layover is about 7.5 hours. Yup, 7.5 hours. Was planning on catching a flick and grabbing some food in Chinatown or Little Korea, but [...]
Exit TB
Yesterday suuuuucked. Gawd I hate packing, and it’s only 2 weeks worth of crap too.
Off to the airport, see you all on the flipside (I never did figure out what that meant, but it seems to fit in this situation).
Happenings…
Well well well…
Finals are effing over and it feels oh so nice for the brain to finally get sluggish again, it’s great, even my breathing is getting erratic.
My last final was the killer though. It was literally sit with the professor face-to-face and answer a barrage of biomolecular peptide questions relating to the two [...]
I’d Like To Dedicate This Song To Greed
Song sites face legal crackdown
[Local PDF; 13kB]
You know all those Internet websites with lyrics and guitar tabs? Well the MPA realized that they’re not making any money off those sites and want to punish them. Apparently punish them hard:
…throw in some jail time I think we’ll be a little more effective.
– Lauren Keiser, [...]
Movin On Up…Then Down
Nope, this isn’t my semi-regular “I’m feeling bummed and lonely again” post, this is ever so slightly different.
Finals week is going on and I’m being ripped apart, I’m honestly studying non-stop while taking breaks every few to curse (honest to goodness curse, not words, think more voodoo) my professors. So while I’m running on [...]