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Over the weekend, I had the pleasure of attending a music festival around here, called Spaghettifest.  It’s basically a weekend of camping and music and dancing and fun, out in Natural Chimneys Park.  I’ve been wanting to go since hearing about it my freshman year (I’m a senior now), but never made it out, for various reasons.  Anyways, I finally made it out this year, and I’m so glad I did – it was amazing!  What made it even better – and I didn’t realize this at first – was that Spaghettifest is a benefit concert, and each year the proceeds go to a different charity.  On top of that, what I only realized today, after returning from Spaghettifest, was that this year it benefitted JDRF.  Serendipitous, indeed.  🙂



Posted on: June 15, 2009

Searching for stuff to watch on the comedy channel of hulu, I came across the pilot episode of a show titled, “glee” and decided to check it out.  It seemed like an okay show, albeit chock-full of stereotypes (another “ugh”), but it was somewhat entertaining, and I was enjoying the understated humor – until, about 12 minutes in, the protagonist goes to visit his wife at work (she’s a manager at “Sheets ‘n’ Things”), and brings her a sandwich.  “It’s roast beef and pumpernickel. Your favorite.”  And she’s all “oh thanks, honey!”  Then she gets this look on her face and says, “Wait. Does it have mayo?”  Yes…  “Honey, if my diabetes comes back, we can’t get pregnant!”

WTF. asjdfweiounjkval;jse;fa.  SO MANY MISCONCEPTIONS.  One of them being that mayo causes diabetes.  Um, seriously?  Or that it will “bring it back.”  Guess what, folks.  Once you’re diabetic, type 1 OR type 2, you are diabetic for life, no matter how much weight you lose, how healthy you eat, how frequently you exercise, or how much medication you don’t have to take.**  The ADA website states that “diabetes is a lifelong, chronic illness,” and the Joslin Diabetes Center provides a more thorough and satisfactory explanation of that statement here.

Here’s a tip.  Don’t start talking about stuff you don’t know about, unless you are asking questions and looking to educate yourself.  Certainly don’t pretend to know what you are talking about if you don’t.  Because you will inevitably run into someone who does know what they are talking about, and you will look like a fool.

Sorry for the rant.  But I was inspired, and, as evidenced by the lack of posts, I haven’t been for a while.

**Gestational diabetes is a kind-of exception: yes, it “goes away” after pregnancy, but chances are high that it will “return” in subsequent pregnancies, and those who have had gestational diabetes are much more likely to develop type 2 later on.


I feel like every time I read science news like this, it seems like reality is getting closer and closer to that science-fiction world that it used to be difficult to imagine.

My camera works, and words cannot adequately express my delight. : D Pictures to come later.

I am now in the possession of two exquisite pairs of shoes. Shoe-shopping always manages to bring some joy into my life, and today’s expedition was no exception. I was accompanied by my close friend and unofficial fashion consultant, Barbaraanne. We set to work as soon as we arrived, scouring the racks for THE shoes – we’ve begun a tradition of seeking out a special pair of shoes for each passing year. (Last year’s was a pair of wedges with a body made of neon yellow canvas a white wedge – sounds tacky, but they so make the outfit when worn correctly 😉 ) My eyes immediately fell on a stray red pump – bold, shiny and glamorous. Eagerly, I checked the size, only to find it was a 7.5. Disappointed yet undaunted, I resumed my search. We came across a multitude of candidates – there were several impostors, some wannabes, and a few real contenders, not to mention the less-glamorous but equally fun-to-find shoes required for casual but chic ensembles and everyday wear. We each found a few eye-catching specimens – I almost ended up purchasing one pair of white patent peep-toe heels with a light blue flower-and-vine pattern and a light blue bow at the toe – but nothing that was begging us to buy. Eventually, I came across a marvelous pair of white patterned of stilettos that were calling my name.

Throughout my search, that shiny red pump kept popping up in various places until – success! – I found two mates in a size 9. I tried them on, and it was love at first fit. Now the challenge was to find something to suit my more dainty-footed counterpart. We managed to flush out a matching pair of 8s, along with another attractive pair, and after some debate, deliberation, and rationalization, we decided that these glamorous red pumps are the shoes of 2008.

this picture really doesn\'t do them justice

Mission complete!

And now for your viewing entertainment: shoes.


Posted on: May 9, 2008

I am so excited. I went to the library today, and finally picked up three books that I have been wanting to read forever (or, within the last year and a half). They include: 1984 by George Orwell, Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser, and Freakonomics by Stephen Levitt. I’ve been wanting to read 1984 since I read Finding George Orwell in Burma last spring in my Comparative Politics class, and my desire to read the other two books came from personal recommendations and hearsay from others. I had wanted to read The Omnivore’s Dilemma, too, but there wasn’t an available copy at my library, so I’ll just have to wait until next time. Until then, I plan on immersing myself in these three gems… now the only problem is, which to read first?!

It’s finals week, and I’ve just finished basically all of my finals (I have one left on Friday morning but it is GPYSC 101 and is therefore going to be a cinch. Seriously, I walked into class one day not knowing that we had a test, took it, and got an 82 on it. And I don’t even know how many of the sessions I was there for. But anyways) I’ve just started to do my laundry, and I realized that this will (probably) be the last load of laundry I ever do in a dorm… and the last time (for a while) that I will need little film canisters full of quarters for me to be able to do my laundry(I’m not ruling out the possiblity of laundromats in the future). Kind of weird, after two years of hoarding them (or rather, having my parents hoard them), and counting them, and fretting over whether I will be able to wash and dry everything or if I can fit two loads of a washer into one dryer… lots of complicated calculations, let me tell you 😉

I’ll have to go switch the loads in a few minutes, and after that I am passing out.

Happy Finals Week to all the college students out there!

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