D00dz, I made a video!

It's sort of extra quiet so you might need to crank up your speakers. Sorry.

Photos I meant to post like a week ago

You guys like random photos, right? I seem to remember you liking random photos.


A little while ago there was a No Shame Theatre thing. Mirri was there!


In order from least blurry to most blurry, Travis, Jake, and Katy. Me and Jake like to get together and talk mostly about how awesome my cats are. That's pretty weird, right?


Luke and Eric.


Luke also did a thing where he was a clown.


Alas! His cupcake has landed frosting side down.


Mirri also played a song.


Interesting sidenote: I fixed that dress for Mirri so that her boobs do not fall out of it.

If you, for some unknown reason, want to look at more pictures of absolute strangers, the rest from this set are here.

The rest of these are from a morning or two ago.


Chashka




Lozhka

Random Friday photos

From Me and Luke's wander around the river in an unsuccessful hunt for ducks to feed:


My hair for Luke's movie premiere:




The last time I was this dressed up, someone got married. If I'd have been smarter, I'd have gotten a picture of the whole outfit but my brain has been nothing but faily as of late. Oops. Anyhow, I've forgotten how fun it is to be unnecessarily dressed up sometimes. Mirri's right about that.

Stop! Kitty Time!

I really don't know how she stands being so fucking cute.




Morning bath.



I need to work on getting more photos of Lozhka. She's just difficult sometimes. Camera shy, I suppose.

Random Eastertime-ish photos

Me and Travis dyed some belated Easter eggs. The one on the left says "Luke." Me and him were going to dye eggs this weekend but it never quite worked out. (Note the lurking Chashka.)


Kitties in a box! Adorable, right?


I made a scarf from some great material Luke pilfered from the Theater Building. If he can find me more, I am gonna make the best winter skirt ever.


Tassel detail.


It's kind of short but in a good way I think. Also, hey, Mom, look! A picture of me.

Hello, blog

It has occurred to me that I haven't posted in kind of forever so here are some pictures pretty much all of Mirri.


At the Red Poppy.




Mirri has hands.


They do stuff.


They also have jewelry.


We had a photoshoot in bathrooms around campus.


It was kind of awkward to do because people kept coming in and we're all "Don't mind us with a camera in the women's restroom."


















At Kent Park. I love this photo. Mirri looks extra gorgeous.

Wait for it....


Leigh.

Shiny

For the first time since the semester started, I woke up bright and shiny before my alarm went off ready to start the day (as opposed to most days where I drag myself out of bed looking like the girl from The Ring). While I took way too long in the shower and screwed my chance to have a real breakfast, I can at least eat my little tub o' yogurt in the privacy of my own home instead of in the back of E&M. I remain hopeful.

However, I will probably not be using "frigorific" or "ambisextrous."

Dear T-Rex,

God bless you for the word "mathemagician." As a physics major who is only mediocre at math, I am sure this word will be of endless use to me. ("I had to drop Quantum Mechanics because I couldn't understand all the mathemagics that was going on in that class," and "Professor Rodgers is a mathemagician.")

Love,
Kristin

Home Sweet Home

I have an ear infection. I can't hear anything out of my right ear except for the noises that originate from inside my head, such as breathing, chewing, occasionally the pulsing of blood. Whenever I talk, it sounds like I'm shouting in a shower. I can also feel a very disturbing amount of fluid sloshing around inside my ear. I'm halfway convinced it's gonna start oozing puss any second now. Though deafness and oozing are still preferable to the really acute pain that actually made me cry earlier today.

This comes after last week when I got a sore throat, lost the book I was halfway through, and got my computer pwned by a super evil virus that disabled my anti-virus, blocked all anti-virus websites, and turned all the major search engines into pop-up machines. This probably isn't Arkansas' fault but it does kind of feel that way.

Contrary to how it may seem, I'm actually in pretty good spirits so people should call me and we should do stuff.


Merry Christmas from my weirdo family to yours!

寒假快乐！

It's really bizarre and reprehensible that I haven't taken and posted more photos of the cats so look at this random one.

I bought the kitties a bunch of cat toys to ease the guilt of being away for two weeks while I'm in Arkansas. Their instant favorite is a little straw cone with a bunch of feathers coming out the top. Lozhka's been carrying it around in her mouth like a dead bird all day and with the feathers all over the floor, it kinda looks like I shot a pigeon or something in here. I also decided that instead of throwing away all those boxes that have been piling up, I would just turn the apartment into a kitty box playground. There are some of them you have to jump into, some you can crawl in, some to stand on, some to play in, some to sleep in. Cats love boxes. A lot. I'm hoping that if I distract them with enough junk, they won't even notice I'm gone. I'm gonna miss my kitties so much when I'm back home. However, I will not miss the cold, the snow, or my car sliding around on the road even though I was only going 15 miles per hour. On a somewhat related note, I saw the Trifecta of Emergency Vehicles on my trip to go get cat food: ambulance, fire truck, and police car all with their lights on. Plus, bonus tow truck.

I got the best freaking Christmas present from Mirri and Travis today. I drink a lot of white grape juice. Like a bottle every 1.5 days. Well Mirri and Travis bring this big box over, I open it, and there are 11 bottles of Welch's white grape juice inside. I was so happy. That's gonna last me like 3 weeks! That gift was thoughtful, practical, unexpected, and hilarious. Mirri and Travis got an owl pitcher and a koala mug, respectively.

In academia-related news, school's over! Finally.

This semester in review:

• English professors love the way I write, what a shame that I am squandering my apparently ample writing talent in physics.
• Astrophysics is hard. I still don't know how to integrate over the Stefan-Boltzmann equation. It has something to do with the error function but I don't like the error function what with it being all...erroneous?
• While I love, love, love Chinese class, it was sadly less awkward and hilarious than last year. It was almost completely without incident except for this one gem: During our lesson about shopping, Li Laoshi shows us a picture of a store with a bunch of sale banners in the windows. Also in the window, a sign reading "SLUTSPURT." We all laughed and laughed and laughed and poor Li Laoshi who, I'm pretty certain, had no idea what happened but could tell from our reaction that it was highly inappropriate, changed the slide and never spoke of it again. However, someone did bring it up with Zhao Laoshi the night we all went to Szechwan Village but none of us were brave enough to tell her what actually happened. I think we were just frightened at the prospect of having to explain the potential meanings of "slutspurt." I wonder if that would be more or less horrific than explaining to Xiong Laoshi why you can't say "China looks like a cock."

I should probably get around to packing and cleaning and those other sorts of unfun activities that precede going on vacation. If you're in Arkansas, see you tomorrow. If you are in Iowa, see you in the new year.