http://online.wsj.com/article_email/SB113236377590902105-lMyQjAxMDE1MzEyOTMxNjkzWj.html the article is called “the new white flight” and features such lines as: “On a recent autumn day at Lynbrook, crowds of students spilled out of classrooms for midmorning break. Against a sea of Asian faces, the few white students were easy to pick out. One boy sat on a wall, his lighter hair… Continue reading wsj article on lynbrook/monta vista and asians
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Also I’m sick. Robitussin FTW
PINK NINTENDOGS BUNDLE HERE I COME
I have never used ebay before. I just lost an auction by two dollars because someone put in a bid with 45 seconds left. For the last 45 seconds I refreshed and thought about bidding higher and decided against it because there are like ten other listings of the same thing with current bids hanging… Continue reading PINK NINTENDOGS BUNDLE HERE I COME
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Here I am in Seattle. I twisted my knee getting into my seat on the plane (ha ha) so I hobbled around yesterday in one of Jenny’s many flavors of knee brace. I followed her to school one day, school one day, school one day, baaa, I’m a little lamb. Uh. Ahem. She had class… Continue reading Untitled
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I know I repeat myself in here all the time, but I don’t know what I’ve written down because I forget things easily and I can’t search my own journal because I have “forbid spiders from search engines to look at your journal” checked in my livejournal options. Anyway, I think I’m an ENFP–extroverted intuitive… Continue reading Untitled
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In the last two weeks, I have dreamt about my retainer more than once. In one dream, it shredded my tongue, filling my mouth with blood (in real life, it does make my tongue sore, but it hasn’t actually cut my tongue yet). I have also dreamed that when I took my retainer out after… Continue reading Untitled
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Pictures + writeups of slides at the raid panel:
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I’m BACK! Blizzcon was GREAT!! I’m sleepy! I’m going to get my murloc pet now! A few brief vignettes: Scene: At a Japanese restaurant. Mike pours beer for everyone from a pitcher. Mike: This is a flagon of mead. Tyson: A typical alcoholic beverage. Judy laughs until she cries. Scene: Waiting in line to get… Continue reading Untitled
On “Gravity” by Vienna Teng
So–I’m listening to Vienna Teng’s “Gravity,” right, and there are the lines, and here I will do a Kristinesque italicization in the places I wish to call attention to– Hey love. Is that the name you meant to have for me to call? Look, love. They’ve given up believing, they’ve turned aside our stories of… Continue reading On “Gravity” by Vienna Teng
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am i awake? what time is it? when i get through this day, can someone tell me how–and how much longer now–am i awake? (the coffee’s cold. did i forget to drink it yet? did i forget? my clothes are wet. i don’t *remember* drinking it) when i get through this part, will the next… Continue reading ee, ahh, ee ahh o ahh ayy?