February 2010
50 posts
January 2010
51 posts
Customer: I'd like to use this coupon.
Me: I'm sorry, that coupon's expired.
Customer: Just run it anyway.
Me: I can't. It won't work.
Customer: Who do you think you are?!
Me: Who do YOU think I am? I didn't pick the date for the coupon to expire! I don't run this company! I'm a glorified gopher!
Customer: Just let me use the coupon!
Me: I CAN'T! The register is basically just a computer program! It won't physically let me APPLY this coupon!
Customer: Fine. I'm not going to buy this then.
Me: IT'S NOT MY FAULT!
Oooo, looks like a weekend at Staples is starting to get to someone...
“What sociologists need to know is what goes on behind the faces of men, what it...”
– Robert E. Park: “On A Certain Blindness in Human Beings”
Bunch Of Phonies Mourn J.D. Salinger | The Onion -... →
picnics:
“for crying out loud” rofl
Best possible homage to a fantastic writer.
“and some days I don’t miss my family. and some days I do. and some days I think I’d feel better if I tried harder. most days I know it’s not true.”
I try, you know.
The arrow design above will be the design for my next tattoo - Goffman’s Presentation of Self in Everyday Life was the first primary document I read in my Soc 101 tutorial. I absolutely fell in love with Goffman’s ability to transcend human interaction in order to analyze it as objectively and empirically as possible and realized that my overwhelming sense of social detachment just...
“I love your fucking guts.”
Ugh
I hate that totally-busy-but-can’t-bring-yourself-to-do-jack-shit-about-it guilty feeling.
Yes, everyone - bask in the universality of this sentiment.
Last night I realized that the music to which the “waltz” is set in “Waltz with Bashir” is Chopin’s Waltz in C-Sharp Minor, Opus 64, No 2. It’s terrifyingly sublime.
Declarations of the day:
1. Andrew Bird is grossly under appreciated as a musician and lyricist by most people.
2. The universal perfection of math is cool enough to have tattooed on your body, but math exams will nonetheless inevitably make you want to vomit.
Horoscopeness
shabooh:
“Your attempts to make headway on a variety of projects may be stymied today for several different reasons. Although you have good intentions and a lot of energy, you could end up feeling frustrated unless you can focus on one thing at a time. If you have a hard time focusing, give yourself a break and take it easy for a bit before trying again.”
That was my entire weekend.
I think...
“Every day with you is like a carnival ride: I’m anticipatory, and then I...”
– my boy
Search Harper's Index →
(via austinkleon)
Things that make me happy #186: Harper’s Index (with #185 being the unassuming might of statistical analysis).
If every night you go to bed with the utmost confidence that tomorrow will be better and that you will be better - and if you maintain this opinion despite the fact that throughout the next day that the world is still sad, that life is still arduous, and that you are still lonely - I think that means you’re doing just fine.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK
That’s what it feels like to know you may have lost a year’s work of thorough statistical analysis on a project that could possibly have sent you to a national conference for the American Sociological Society as a primary contributor to a published piece of work.
On the way home from school today...
I was nearly run over by some jackass in a pickup truck. He stopped at a stop sign, I proceeded to cross in front of him. He then decided to zoom past me with only only a couple feet between us at best. He gave me one of those “yeah, like, sorry or whatever” shrugs and I shouted at him with sass, “WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?” It was decidedly the best and worst part of the day.
Conclusion of the day
Sociology grad students at Ohio University are loud and whiny and they’re always overwhelmed with work because they spend all their time complaining about how hard grad school is.
All y’all grads: shut/suck it up
It’s one thing to have people tell you they love you.
It’s another thing to feel it running through you and genuinely love them in return.
(ok, that’s enough uncharacteristic sentimental ramblings for today)
Hey, it's art! →
These are quite beautiful, though I find the first few vaguely nauseating for whatever reason. Perhaps copious amounts of lactose just have that effect on me.
20 things that happen in one minute.
ilovecharts:
via someone who hates everyone, intelligentsia-
In association with the previous post, here’s something to make you feel satisfyingly insignificant.
EVERYONE TRY THIS RECIPE →
It doesn’t sound like it’d work but it’s absolutely amazing.
It's the beginning of the end
of the Ohio chapter of my family’s history.
At the risk of sounding completely self-indulgent and pretentious, I think I need at least a night or two a week to just bask in how incredibly difficult but entirely wonderful it is to exist.
Ok, you can slap me now.
Playing music with others is decidedly a good time and something I should do more often. If all y’all need a freelance violist, let me know.
Showering at night
Benefit: You feel rejuvenated and ready to keep on working!
Benefit: Your hair doesn’t freeze in the morning!
Drawback: You wake up with incurable bedhead.
Benefit: Bedhead provides further justification for keeping warm with a knit hat.
Drawback: You have to wear the hat all day, every day.
Drawback: Everyone begins to recognize you as “that girl with the hat.”
Benefit:...
Internship updates
Applied to: Intel, Microsoft
Looking to apply to: IBM, Facebook
Have/will soon have discussed potential plans with: Amnesty International, Community Assessment and Capacity Building Core (located in the Bronx)
*pats self on the back*
For the record...
being a kid was awesome. I’m convinced that adult life (though it has its moments) will never replicate the comfortable hybrid of excitement and stability that characterized my younger years.
If anyone knows of a way to function as an adult but generally evade the crushing pressures associated with adulthood, please let me know. Kthx.
Winter 2010
dobredobre:
beaterfly:
I felt anxiety come on the minute I realized I was in Athens. This needs to be combated. I have lots of little mental habits to break.
also describes me to a T. and i thought i was the only one!
nevertheless, i’m feeling very optimistic. hope the quarter goes well for everyone :)
Every quarter, no matter what my life situation may be, I become incredibly anxious...
lickystickypickyme:
The Byrds - 8 miles high.
...
No. 2 New Years Resolution
Maintain composure in the face of uncertainty.
No. 3 would probably be something like: learning to disregard the apparent triviality and potentially undue frustration associated with academia (and might I, by extension, add the structures and processes of modern existence in general?) and try to enjoy my myself as much as possible without wholly disregarding larger obligation and necessity.
“We caaan…buy cheese, as a group.”
– Hesitantly uttered by Joseph Zielinski
Can't upload an m4a file, but...
Watched “There Will Be Blood” again last night. Not only did I forget how incredible the movie itself is, I forgot how fantastically the soundtrack amplifies the tension and emotional ambiguity elicited by the story itself. Props to Johnny Greenwood for this project of his - be sure to check it out.
spectacular views from a cozy room
Another exceedingly pleasant morning, garnished with a dusting of fine, undisturbed snow. And another day of being thankful for living in a house where extended arguments don’t break out because someone threw a tissue in the toilet instead of the trash can, where no one accuses anyone’s girlfriend of setting them up to make them look bad, and where good friends feel like family.