The little things in life.

Oh, the little things in life that bring such satisfaction:

#1-- Monday lab meeting food. Today, I ate sliced peaches with goat cheese on top. THAT was incredible. We have the usual fare of sliced baguette, cheese (jarlsberg, cheddar, goat), salami, prosciutto, farmer's market fruits (today was grapes, melon, peaches, apples) and vegetables (today was carrots). Yum. I devoured those peaches. And cheese. And salami.

#2-- Hand sharpening a pencil. I don't have an electric sharpener, so I used scissor blades and raw Lauren power.

Something that doesn't bring me satisfaction:

Being on hold and hearing really awful music and being told that there is 1 caller ahead of me. For 5 minutes.

HOW WAS THIS THE FIRST POST ABOUT FOOD??

That's absurd.

Quinn was right; I need to start talking about what I had for lunch. It brings me much more joy than does griping about Kaplan or housing.

Oh, and in other news, my fish did an awesome job from the last 5 days. Yes, I was sad to have lost the one fish that got stuck in between the barriers.... but he was probably a dumb fish and would have failed every trial anyway. Love my smart fish.

About to start a practice test... maybe that means that I'll miss Manz dinner (oops) and have to grab food from somewhere else.... :P

A bit much too much.

I went a whole day without posting????

That is unthinkable.

I'm actually pretty proud of myself...

(Though, I have to admit that I was thinking about posting/the blog itself yesterday. A fair amount.)

I'm waiting for my laundry to finish in about 24 minutes... let's see if I can finish this by then!

The theme of this evening's blog is "A bit much too much."

I'll be presenting it in a few parts:

Act one-- Throw It All Away

Act two-- The Future Freaks Me Out

Act three-- I've Just Seen A Face

[/shoutout to NPR's This American Life]

Act one-- Throw It All Away (--Zero 7)

I can predict what my mom will say when she sees this atrocity of a room: "Okay, let's go through your things and purge."

It needs it. I will be getting a roommate on Wednesday and had to condense everything to one half of the room. Lucky girl will actually have her part of the room cleaned tomorrow morning (side note: I moved into my room with someone still in it..... and I'm 99% sure that it was never cleaned). Anyway, in doing the mini move, I see how much nonsense I have:

--Bags that I keep just because I think I will use them at some point in time (Anthropologie, Ambiance in SF, Aveda, Lucy, Nordstrom, Bloomingdale's.... an interesting selection of bags that showcases my shopping habits?)

--Boxes of books. Essentially 3 years in book form. I. NEED. TO. SELL. THESE. BACK. END OF STORY.

--Boxes of notes. What to do?? Humbio? Spanish? Neuro? Ahhh so much paper.

--Mugs. I have 4 mugs. 3 thermoses. 2 glasses (wine and martini). Tea parties? Yes.

--Leftover baking supplies. I have no kitchen, yet I have flour, sugar, vanilla, butter and walnuts. Someone buy me some eggs and chocolate, and I'll make you brownies.

In any case, this is a clear indication that my prediction will be CORRECT.

I have a roommate for 4 days: Sept 2-6. I move out the 6th (à la Maison Française!!) but will only be sleeping in my bed for one of the days. Thanks, parents, for rescuing me!

Act two-- The Future Freaks Me Out (--Motion City Soundtrack)

It doesn't freak me out. I'm SO excited. For:

--Getting MCAT out of the way (at least for now)

--Moving into La Maison Française

--Autumn (cooler weather, sweaters, seeing friends again!)

We'll start there. But those three things are pretty substantial and occupy much of my brain space at the moment.

Act three-- I've Just Seen A Face (--The Beatles)

There's not actually anything that I wanted to say on this... I'm listening to The Beatles, and it happened to come up when I was trying to think of another act. Plus, I'm almost running out of time... but this song IS good.

But, speaking of This American Life, I have a whopping two episodes to listen to in lab tomorrow!!! Yessssssssssssss. NPR Podcasts FTW.

FOLDING LAUNDRY TIME!

Yesssss fabric softener.

Bonne nuit~

Oh, but why NOT?

The first...

Once upon a time, I had a Livejournal.

And now, as a sophisticated rising senior in college, I've restarted what consumed me from February 28, 2003 until my senior year of high school. Right. I'll reemphasize sophisticated.

I guess the title of my blog underscores the very reason why I started this in the first place. Why NOT? It seems like a good idea to chronicle random happenings in my life ("from food to sweet nothings. And I mean nothings" as my description states) or to vent or to talk about what I ate (I haven't evolved much since my high school blog).

Will anyone actually read this? That's the question in every first entry ever posted, I think. I must be content with the fact that this is available for anyone to read, linked to directly from my Facebook page should someone decide too judge me further (double-single, grilled onions, extra-tomato, extra-lettuce?? what a fatty lolz... Hate to disappoint, but this opinion won't change by reading this blog. At all.).

Another question to pose: what kind of tone to adopt? Clearly, I've taken a pretty formal one... I certainly don't talk like this in real life (if I did, I'd enunciate every word. Thoroughly.), but it seems like a nice change. It makes me seem more sophisticated (judgejudgejudgejudge). Furthermore, on a really, really basic level, I can practice my writing. It's a good skill to have (oh HEY, transition). Thanks, Stanford.

Was this a bad idea?

We'll see.

MCAT next Friday.

Oh, wait. THAT'S the real reason I made this blog....