Remember that one time when I went to the City Library and worshiped it?

I went there with Jenny but I never did include pics. So here you go. And now you will understand why I must work here some day if my life is to be complete (here, and at Hot Dog on a Stick--for the uniforms).When people found out about this main atrium it became the engagement photo spot for both book lovers and those who hate being in nature and do not feel it reflects them as a couple. I am all for people doing their photos here, because it's pretty and because maybe they would instinctively feel that piggyback photos would be quite out of place in such a setting. As opposed to parks, where you just automatically leap on each other's backs...

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Are you kidding me?

Because my X-ray film was the 666th image in the school's archive system. Some kind of a sick omen that I'm doomed to that place? Lol.The teacher asked me when I wanted to save the image to my thumbdrive, "Do you want to change file name?"I went, "Nope, that's alright." Hehe!Anyway, here is the thing I did today, oblique and Posterior-Angle of the Palma region. =)This looks so much better than that manually processed one I did weeks back.And... everyone is getting pissed at how intricate anatomy is getting. Am I the only one enjoying every bit of it? Because I get the Hannibal Lecter kicks out of it. ^_^I give you a small taste of anatomy! =DAnd...

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Nothing gets by you people

Both cooldad and coolboy (my Dad and my baby brother) wanted to know if I'd fallen off a cliff on account of the lack of posting.Sorry, nothing so exciting or deadly. I've been busy being a schmoopy and embarrassing person. Although I promise to try to keep that in check if only because I made my sister Jenny vomit all over her keyboard yesterday with my words.Went down to Provo for Memorial Day and had a cookout, wherein there were:Limeade and roasted red pepper & lime hummus by meHomemade ice creams by Jenny. Think key lime, coconut cheesecake, dulce de leche, and chocolate mousse--and then go cry about whatever inferior dairy products...

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Reminiscence

I really miss my slacking days when I could wake up to Ellen DeGeneres on TV and a nice cup of English tea when the house is quiet.I just love how Ellen would spontaneously break into a dance....

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Breather

I am getting incessantly annoyed at how noisy, crowded, unnerving weekends hotspots *malls, MRTs, town areas* can get. The baby cries in the restaurant you dine in, when you are trying in vain to find some balance in yourself, when you can be yourself and let loose. That same stupid song is playing again in the shop, way too loudly, you can only be heard if you speak at the top of your voice. People around talking too loudly, you have to strain your voice again, and again. The phone rings when you're captivated in reading your novel/closing your eyes for a few minutes of peace in the train carriage, your nerves gyrate upon your temples, you unwillingly picks it up, saying into the receiver, "Hey, what's up?" in a pseudo-enthusiastic way. You only wanted to get back to that interesting book...

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No more wishful thinking.

Well, I got all the replies from the 3 universities. Tough luck for me, not a hint of optimism from any of the 3. I kind of expected this already, knowing the level of *senseless* competition in the field and my set of grades. However, it still brought me some bitterness. Being smooth-sailing all the while in my academic path, the feeling of being phased out at this final junction doesn't feel good. My sister pointed out to me that it is my pride that is my foible. I kind of agreed to that recently. Knowing that, I willed myself not to dwell too much into this piece of news and get my emotions out of the way, and do what I have to do at my current location - a polytechnic. It is indeed a hard daunting emotional task, to overcome yourself and face reality in its truest sense. I think this...

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Because "meme" is long for "me"

Grabbed this Friday Fill-in because it's Friday and I absolutely cannot wait for the weekend to start.1. On my laziest day I like to _____![This one is hard because I feel pretty lazy most days. Only sometimes laziness can be a virtue, let me tell you. Like the part where I was lazy and hadn't delivered the 2300 Summer Reading Program fliers to all the little eager screaming children. We found out yesterday that we had to move the date. So now I can just change the fliers and get them out and no one will ever know. Laziness saved the day!]But if I could just plan a lazy day I would sleep in/lounge in bed until 10:00, then go to Crumb Brothers for breakfast. I would sit out on the sunny porch and enjoy my breakfast while exchanging morning greetings with all the Volvo-and-golden-retriever...

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Finally watched American Idol last night.

I managed to resist up until now, because I didn't actually care. And now can I just say how glad I am that it's over?Yes, that David A is a cute, nice kid. But I will certainly not miss the incessant local news coverage wherein Murray, Utah residents gush about their belief that "David Archuleta represents Murray so good."It's "so well," Murray residents. So well.Please don't let us speak of this aga...

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How to get a nerd to propose

[Scene 1: In the grocery store, after Gentleman Friend laughed at me for staring mesmerized with tilted head at the strange shiny red shorts the girl in front of me was wearing.]Me: Yeah, I should really work on that. It's kind of like Seth Green said on Buffy. "Just a thought. Poker: not your game."Fifteen minutes later, in the orange juice section, I asked him a question and he shook himself back to earth.GF: Sorry. I haven't actually heard anything you said since you quoted Buffy. I've been focusing on not jumping you in the middle of Lee's.[Scene 2: While driving and listening to the radio.]Me: This song makes me think about that one episode...

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Katarche

A vision made flesh. Enjoy....

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The body doesn't even need two kidneys

So if you ever hear that I let someone dig one of mine out with a rusty garden trowel, you can bet it had something to do with this:Because how can you even withhold organs from someone who looks at you like that? My b-in-law Ed emailed this last night, at which point my heart and my left ovary may have exploded.Don't get me wrong, Ethan could totally have a kidney too if he needed it first. But he's been on thin ice ever since he met Gentleman Friend last month (new name to be unveiled soon) and completely preferred him to me. It was like, "Oh, hey Nem. YOU, though--New guy! Check out my cars! And also my pirate ship! And look what I can do!...

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Done.

I just got back from Thekchen Choling temple and underwent something metamorphsizing. I took refuge today, from the above mentioned temple's leading teacher - Lama Thubten Namdrol Dorje. I got my own set of white/maroon novice non-Sangha robes, and they felt amazingly comfortable. It's like a dream that manifested finally, I have been secretly wanting to put on those robes and undergo the ceremony for ages. But it does take some level of skill to put on and look good. Otherwise, they're pretty awesome to wear. One downside of it is that they restrict your pace length, making you walk slower involuntarily. Which is a great way to remain mindful....

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Unforseen job perks

So, without saying too much, let me tell you that my sister Spitfire is affiliated with an organization which sometimes has occasion to visit people's homes and chat with them about the illicit substances found therein. And then maybe take them away for a little while to think about their choices.Yesterday I invited her to come over, eat dinner, and watch the season finale of The Office with me. She came for dinner but couldn't stay because she had to work later.Spitfire: BUT, I could try to catch some of it while I'm working.Me: What, while you're at the house?Spitfire: Yeah. I mean, if the TV's on . . . I've done it before. Like with Jazz games and stuff. Or if Utah State is playing.Me: So you're watching TV and nobody minds?Spitfire: Well, usually the people who live there are watching...

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Conversation between me and my new director

As she saw the library's copy of Wives and Daughters get checked back in:New Director: That's the best movie.Me: Yeah, it's really good. Have you seen . . . North and South?(this is absolutely a test)ND: OH yeah. Love that one. That last scene is pretty much perfect.Me: At the train station? I know! OH! Or what about the part where she drives away in the snow--ND:---And he's like, "LOOK BACK! LOOK BACK AT ME!!!!Me: Baaahhhhhggghhh!And then we embraced and started sobbing. As would you.Except we didn't really.But I think we'll get along okay. People who like North and South are generally right-thinking, I find.And here's another one, just because...

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My first X-ray exposure!

Today, I did my first X-ray exposure. It was a very nice experience, no doubt. I especially liked the part when you need to manually process your film like how you develop your old school photographs, in the darkroom. That room just makes you so calm, and the red hues give off a nice ambience. Haha. I really like the place. I did 2 exposures, one with the phantom hand (think real human bones encased in engineered human flesh-like scilicon) and one with my Sony Mp3 player. Here are the outcomes after the manual processing procedures.I have no idea but the whole process of aligning the X-ray casette and the object of interest under the beam's...

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I may need to go smoke a cigarette now

I just weeded out a couple hundred volumes from the collection. And oh, my, did it feel good.I went to a day-long workshop last week about redesigning library space, and how to best use what you have. The speaker actually spent a good part of the time talking about weeding. She said the huge problem with libraries is that we don't have enough space. And yet most of us actually waste good chunks of our very expensive space on books that aren't getting checked out--space that we could be converting to "people space" for studying, relaxing, etc.She said we need to remember that we are public libraries. We're not museums or historical repositories...

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This is not good for my rage

My last surviving daffodil is gone, now--murdered by the kid who mowed the lawn on Saturday. Between him and the neighbor kids (not once but twice) there are no more flowers at all of any kind.Which is why I didn't feel that bad when I accidentally backed over one of their bikes with my car.I hope it was the little girl's. (This is the same girl who also scraped a rock along the entire side of my roommate's new car.) It's about time for her to start learning about a little thing called karma and how tasty her tiny delinquent butt must look to it.Have I mentioned how glad I am that spring decided to show up this we...

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It's a good thing we don't have permanent records any more

So the other day I said this after riding my bike to work for the first time this year:. . . it was a lot harder than I remember it being. I was puffing and heaving and generally dying and trying to hold back the vomit that threatened to spill out over the handlebars. It's a good thing the way home is a bit more downhillish. And it's a comfort to know that in a couple more weeks of this I will be a true hardbody.I didn't mention the part where I considered just hopping off and walking the &^*% thing. Or throwing myself and the bike into a ditch (sorry, barrow pit) and letting sweet death take us. And the bit where my rear was so sore afterwards that I couldn't sit down without yelping for the next 18 hours.Turns out there was a reason why it was so hard. Spitfire's friend, who is a bike...

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The Mighty Boosh Live DVD

These guys are fucking briliant. I was laughing so hard. I highly recommend "The Mighty Boosh" to any comedy fans. It's like the next British's Monty Python. =DI need more Boosh!...

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We didn't meet on the Internet

But I was his boss. So that's something.When you've started dating someone, do you really have to make a blog announcement? Or can you just begin slipping things into your posts like, "I'm really sleepy this morning on account of what I was up to last night with my hot lovah." Except I think something like that might very well raise questions rather than answer them. Especially with people like, say, my dad.So, the news of the day is that I have a gentleman friend. We're still deciding on a blog name, but you actually already know him if you follow this blog. He is smart, funny, kind, cute, and snarky. (And, as everyone knows, snarky = sexy.) There has been a bit of drama in the past--drama which I will not explain today because it makes me look like a freak. I'm doing my absolute best to...

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They say it's like riding a bike

It's been so long since I blogged last that I'm hoping I can remember how to do it properly. But speaking of bikes, since this was practically the first morning I haven't had to dig my car out from under snow in forever, I rode mine to work today.Only it was a lot harder than I remember it being. I was puffing and heaving and generally dying and trying to hold back the vomit that threatened to spill out over the handlebars. It's a good thing the way home is a bit more downhillish. And it's a comfort to know that in a couple more weeks of this I will be a true hardbody.Had a fabulous week and weekend, with enough going on to fill like eight posts. Will start with conference highlights.Got to feel like a famous person twice when I was recognized from the blog. They both said they knew me by...

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"I can see you but you can't see meI could touch you and you wouldn't even feel meWait a second and you'll settle downI'm just waiting 'til you really let your guard downYou're relaxed, you're sublime, you're amazingYou don't even know the danger you're facingIf I'm quiet, I'll slide up behind youAnd if you hear me, I'll enjoy trying to find youI've been with you all dayI'm trying to stay calmI'm impatient and it's really hard to breatheI'm going to empty you and fill you in with meJust keep the violence downNot yet-Don't make a soundOh, God I'm feeling itIt's reaching fever pitchMy skin is caving inMy heart is driving outNo mercy, no remorseLet nature take its courseWatching-Bring me to my kneesWaiting-I am your diseaseLover-Set my symptom freeCovered-You won't feel a thingI'm sweating through...

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Higher Power of Censorship

Susan Patron is one of the speakers at the conference I'm at. She wrote last year's Newbery Winner, The Higher Power of Lucky. You may remember the associated furor over the inclusion of the word "scrotum" (a dog's, mind you), which I commented on briefly. She'll be speaking during one of the lunches so as to remind this group of important things like the part where we are meant to be librarians and not raving lunatics who freak out over the idea of the word scrotum existing in books or on mammals. Not that I think we couldn't do with a few less scroti in the world, because we sure could.She's having a book signing later today. Thing is, I didn't actually love her book. So I don't know if I want to buy it. If I do, though, I want her to sign her name and then write the word SCROTUM on the...

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