Geeky Chic

I’m stuck in the land of bad karaoke, and I’m trying to escape, so here’s my webpage, set in Wah’s layout, and in the Toaster’s layout.

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Also, after starting my day with a morning constitutional in the hills (or rather mountains of Marin), I had a rather French day, the Triplets of Belleville, followed by slow, Gallic service at Cafe de la Presse.  I must say that the Triplets was probably the strangest, while simultaneously enjoyable, French movie that I’ve seen since the City of Lost Children.  I especially liked the character of the gruff, determined grandmere.

My internship is in this nice, lofty warehouse space that doesn’t afford one much privacy for personal phone calls.  I have the option of using one of the empty offices if I need privacy, but earlier today, I decided to go for a walk to stretch while on the phone.  After I did a lap around the block, I decided to stand in front of the building to finish up my call (one of the other interns usually takes his calls out front).  While on the phone, however, this creepy stranger tried to walk to me, and said, “Cuanto? Cuanto?”  I stood there shocked for a half-a-second that someone could mistake me (I was in my puffy knee-length sleeping bag jacket), for a prostitute.  Then, I promptly rang our buzzer to be let back into the building (and believe, me, the buzzer could not ring quickly enough).

So, all I have to say now is, Eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwww!  Eeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww!  Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwww!

I wish the office was in a less unsavory neighborhood.

It’s not that big to me, but I like teasing some of you JHU folks, so I’ll let you know that I’ll be dining at the House of Prime Rib tonight.  I’m still not ready of the King Henry VIII cut, or a second serving though.

Below, I’ve pasted an email from the HLS Dormitory office that gives me an additional reason to be happy that I’m currently interning at the radical defender of your rights, the EFF:

To all dorm residents:

The national weather service has issued the following advisory for the Boston area:

UNUSUALLY FRIGID AIR…EVEN FOR MID WINTER…WILL CONTINUE TO
OVERSPREAD NEW ENGLAND TODAY AND FRIDAY.

THE COMBINATION OF VERY COLD TEMPERATURES AND A BRISK NORTHWEST WINDTONIGHT AND EARLY FRIDAY…WILL YIELD WIND CHILL VALUES OF AROUND MINUS 20 FOR SEVERAL HOURS LATER TONIGHT INTO FRIDAY MORNING.

A WIND CHILL ADVISORY IS ISSUED WHEN A STRONG WIND WILL COMBINE WITHCOLD TEMPERATURES TO CREATE DANGEROUSLY COLD CONDITIONS FOR EXPOSED SKIN. THE WIND WILL MAKE IT FEEL LIKE IT IS AROUIND 20 DEGREES BELOW ZERO FOR A PERIOD OF SEVERAL HOURS. THOSE PLANNING TO VENTURE OUTDOORS SHOULD USE COMMON SENSE AND DRESS WARMLY, MAKING SURE THAT ALL EXPOSED SKIN IS COVERED.  PEOPLE ARE ENCOURAGED TO CHECK ON THE ELDERLY.

In addition, please remember to close your windows and keep windows closed in such common areas as kitchens and lounges.  This will help prevent pipes/radiators from freezing and the potential flooding from burst pipes.

Thank you,

Marika

Ever since my blog migrated to the HLS server last spring, it’s become a lot less personal (mainly because one of my law school comrades complained about people talking about dribble on their sites).  But I’m home for the holidays, where things are mostly about friends and family, hence, here’s my dribble:

1. First, Gung Hay Fat Choi to everyone!  I felt that 2003 was one of those years that was simultaneously blah and crazy.  Iraqi war, SARS, the Governator, the wacky SF mayoral election, and for crissakes, new tables in front of the Hark!  Despite all of these developments, I feel that 2003 won’t stand out historically like 1963, 1968, or even 1989. I am optimistic about the election and leap year ahead, so have a good 2004.

2. Friendship is leaving a party on Church to pick up your friends at 8th and Folsom at 2:48 a.m. on New Year’s because they can’t get a cab.  Super-friendship is impinging on one’s overly nice significant other to drive aforementioned friends to West Portal to retrieve a car.  Thank you Mr. Volvo.

3.  Fun is spending a few hours in a crowded room dancing to the Cure and Blur.  Though Hey Ya! by OutKast was the perfect post-midnight tune — it’s the zeitgeist.