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Saturday, April 12, 2008

Today I finally got to go to the Exchange (an awesome awesome used cd/dvd store) in Squirrel Hill. I even had a list of 10+ cds I wanted... yet I came out with nothing. Sad Hippo. I guess I'll have to find another way to get Minus the Bear and Earl Greyhound.
 
It's been a hectic three weeks. Too much work for this business student. Just have to get through tomorrow's case competition and I'll be (kind of sort of) free! I've only had a total of about 3 hours of sleep spread over four different naps in the last 32 hours, and I have to wake up in four hours for buggy truck weekend. So why am I not sleeping? I have no clue myself. I'm an idiot. An idiot who loves TV, that is. Top Chef and Survivor ftw! I even watched the first episode of Ms. Rap Supreme which just made me want to... well, stop watching bad tv.
 
In short: CARNIVAL!! The hype may be better than the final product, but that doesn't matter. It's all about the fun.


Thursday, March 20, 2008

The internet is truly an amazing thing
 
For the wake-up call when you are without hotel/parents/ayi: http://www.wakerupper.com/
 
I've been doing a lot of virtual window shopping and stumbled across this wonderful site for all you online shopping fiends: http://www.freeshipping.org/
 
And I think my Google calendar is the only organized thing in my entire life. I'm so very OCD about it. It's a little disturbing.


Saturday, March 15, 2008

Cargo ships move by, tracing on the horizon line
I'm writing from Rome! Spring vacation is so made for traveling. Even though the past couple of days seem to revolve around sleeping and eating (as any good vacation should), it's been pretty fun exploring the city. Plus, it's kind of awesome watching "Rome" in Rome.
 
I find Rome very old-timer. Like just by looking all the buildings, I can imagine them being around 100 years ago. All the sites are hidden away... well, not really hidden per se, but it really is like turn the corner, and BAM there's a famous square (Campo d'... something. I'm usually pretty good at figuring out maps, but I can't understand the street names/square names for crap) There's fountains, statues, and obelisks galore. The Forum and Colosseum are pretty cool, too. Also, Rome is very touristy. Like, more than any city I've ever seen before. I'm pretty sure the Forum has a visitor population density equal to Disneyland. No joke.

Definately my favorite part of the trip thus far was visitng ancient Pompeii (you know, the city that got destroyed by Versuvius). Impressive architecture is cool and all, but I've always loved learning about how ancient civilizations lived. Now that's a class I so would take if Carnegie Mellon actually offered it. Compare and contrast how different ancient civilizations handled simple everyday tasks, like collecting water, or keeping the house warm. Man, that would be an amazing class.
 
You know what's funny about Italians? I think that, next to the Chinese, they're the world's worst drivers. Actually, these Romans drive a lot like Beijingers. All weave-y and completely ignoring lane dividers. It also doesn't help that there are hardly any street lights and like zero pedestrian crosswalk lights. Most of the streets I find have become unintentional pedestrian zones. People just walk in the middle of the road and cross whenever they please. The steets here are like after-thoughts, very narrow and serving only to connect squares to each other by squeezing between buildings.
 
My sister's been dragging us everywhere for shopping (she even made a detailed list plus annotated map to figure out exactly how/when to hit what stores where --- it's a little ridiculous. I don't think I'm ever that organized for anything), but I don't really mind now that I bought a very cute Tsumori Chisato shirt-dress thing. I can't figure out when I would wear it... but it's really cute so that doesn't matter right now.
 
But truthfully, while I'm really glad to be here, I don't really feel any incentive to come back to Rome. It's not like Florence or Edinburgh (oh man, do I want to go back to Edinburgh). Rome just seems like a city that everyone should definately come to, but once is enough. See everything you need to see, and get out. That being said, I'm probably in the minority, and it really is a nice city.
 
Pictures coming soon... (hopefully)


Friday, February 29, 2008

Have you seen Elvis lately?
So I was watching Skins last night (when I should've been sleeping because oh god so much work to do and I need to get sleep while I can) and it was a good episode, but here's what I came away with: I WANT SID'S SHIRT!



I found it online too at leapstore.com :D



Maybe the yellow one is better...



I know it's one of those annoyingly wanna-be-hip print shirts, but that doesn't mean I want it any less. Too bad I don't have 40 bucks to spare, and besides, it's only in the UK. =( Until then, I'll just wishfully look at it through the inter-tubes.  Man, I'm so materialistic. And this only reaffirms that I truly do find everything through TV.
 
Mini unrelated post-script: Go see Be Kind Rewind. So very Michel Gondry and a perfect light movie.


Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Dude. Today is such total suckage.
 
Bad: Heath Ledger died.
Worse: My Guitar Hero 3 file got corrupted and erased. Ugh.
Worst: Arsenal lost 5-1 to the Spurs in the second leg of the Carling Cup semi-final. There goes 9 years...
 
AND my milk is frozen.
 
Three words. What. The. Fuck.
 



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