Immanuel Kant was a real pissant who was very rarely stable (name that song, name that song)
I think I ate some spoiled yogurt. Do you ever have those moments when you've made something to eat and you're convinced that if you only continue to eat it, it will finally taste good? I found some raspberries someone had given us in the freezer and some plain yogurt in the fridge and decided to make an exciting yogurt/fruit/granola creation with random bits of things. And it tasted bad. And I ate alot of it. Yiwen, naysayer of my cooking eclecticism, I am sure you feel validated somehow.
I really have no idea what to say to you guys, and talking to people here is even worse. They're well-meaning; they nod and smile with these irritating looks of paternalistic understanding. But it wasn't just some summer camp; I didn't just plunk down a couple grand in exchange for a summer filler. I don't know why I have this borderline manic obsession with distinguishing TASP from Everything Else, but it's like this sacrosanct entity or memory or something that I have to prevent from being tainted.
I took my senior pictures today. We used to take the picture with this great fake tree that people could gaze soulfully at or lean on or hug. Now we get to pose with those ridiculous velvet drape things, which I have no doubt will provide me in years to come with an amazingly realistic picture of high school. To augment the ridiculousness factor, my mother came to school and insisted on fixing my hair. Apparently taking pictures with your hair in a ponytail is akin to child molestation; I'm sure there were numerous photo vigilantes outside the doors of Hendersonville High School just waiting to pounce on me if and when I stuck one little heretical toe outside. Anyway, I am sure these pictures will be strange and amusing, so I will definitely share them.
I will end my post with the beginning of a grand, many volume list entitled Some of the TASP Things That I Remember with Fondness/Amusement:
1. Yiwen using the words "blue goo" or calling someone "little turd".
2. Luukas arguing with Kate about the virtues of "imported Italian plum tomatoes in their own juice" as opposed to the unacceptable fare provided by the pantry.
3. Spending at least an hour and half-a-dozen candles making Greg and Masha's gift wrapping as ugly and ridiculous as possible and then having them love it anyway.
4. Finding a copy of Woman's Day (the Halloween issue, complete with all sorts of nifty craft ideas) in Masha's closet. And then being banished from her room.
5. Being able to share in the cosmic joy that is James Blake worship with Nina, Robin, and other luminaries.
Alright, the badminton men's and women's quarterfinals are on MSNBC tomorrow morning beginning at 7 am EST. Be there or be square.
I really have no idea what to say to you guys, and talking to people here is even worse. They're well-meaning; they nod and smile with these irritating looks of paternalistic understanding. But it wasn't just some summer camp; I didn't just plunk down a couple grand in exchange for a summer filler. I don't know why I have this borderline manic obsession with distinguishing TASP from Everything Else, but it's like this sacrosanct entity or memory or something that I have to prevent from being tainted.
I took my senior pictures today. We used to take the picture with this great fake tree that people could gaze soulfully at or lean on or hug. Now we get to pose with those ridiculous velvet drape things, which I have no doubt will provide me in years to come with an amazingly realistic picture of high school. To augment the ridiculousness factor, my mother came to school and insisted on fixing my hair. Apparently taking pictures with your hair in a ponytail is akin to child molestation; I'm sure there were numerous photo vigilantes outside the doors of Hendersonville High School just waiting to pounce on me if and when I stuck one little heretical toe outside. Anyway, I am sure these pictures will be strange and amusing, so I will definitely share them.
I will end my post with the beginning of a grand, many volume list entitled Some of the TASP Things That I Remember with Fondness/Amusement:
1. Yiwen using the words "blue goo" or calling someone "little turd".
2. Luukas arguing with Kate about the virtues of "imported Italian plum tomatoes in their own juice" as opposed to the unacceptable fare provided by the pantry.
3. Spending at least an hour and half-a-dozen candles making Greg and Masha's gift wrapping as ugly and ridiculous as possible and then having them love it anyway.
4. Finding a copy of Woman's Day (the Halloween issue, complete with all sorts of nifty craft ideas) in Masha's closet. And then being banished from her room.
5. Being able to share in the cosmic joy that is James Blake worship with Nina, Robin, and other luminaries.
Alright, the badminton men's and women's quarterfinals are on MSNBC tomorrow morning beginning at 7 am EST. Be there or be square.
posted by Jessica at 9:53 PM
4 Comments:
Damn, Yiwey Looi. Beat me to the punch. Don't forget Greg's porch meditation. When are the finals on? (I have to finish some experiments this morning.)
According to the NY Times, Malaysia got kicked around in Badminton this morning. Ouch! Any thoughts from our resident expert?
I remember seeing two torch handoffs over the span of about 300 m when the relay passed through MN in 1996. It was kind of anticlimactic, but still worth watching. I think that the USA Today reported something to the effect of: China's sending a bunch of youngsters with low expectations so that they can have experience for '08. Kinda funny/ominous that they're leading in the gold count.
The gold medal women's final is on Bravo tomorrow morning, and so are the men's singles semifinals. If I'm not mistaken, the latter will be an all-Asian affair...Indonesia (2!), China, and Thailand. But the highlight of the morning will surely be the men's volleyball matchup between the Netherlands and Brazil. There is just something incongruous and utterly watchable about the Dutch and Brazilians facing off in anything. Or Pakistan and South Korea playing ice hockey.
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