Nil by Mouth

Holy mother of god: I

Holy mother of god: I have forgotten my NYC address!

• Sep 11
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well well well no i’m

well well well

no i’m not on strike, a meteor hasn’t hit france, and i didn’t drown in cheese – though there is a wheel of camambert that is really stinking up the fridge right now.

in fact i just returned from exactly 26 hours in amsterdam. so clearly there’s much to tell. and much to tell about before that. i’m at a point of sleepdrived where i don’t remember what it was like to feel really awake. there will be stories, promise. meanwhile there is a new aimbite…

• Sep 10
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a bit silent yes -

a bit silent yes – it’s been a lot of activity. I’ll be coming out with a full report soon, but in the meantime, i must share this excellent radio piece that was recommended to me by smarty pants’ across the board!

Americans in Paris

Episode 165

… really good.

oh – and ick:

U.S. Will Not Pursue a Microsoft Breakup

• Sep 7
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So i was just reading

So i was just reading Jami’s latest, i don’t pretend to know what i’m doing. And woosh! a wave of homesickness washed over me! I was just as surprised as you folks. It is becoming fall here, and fall is my favorite time of year. Even though I crave warm and sun, I love the newness and freshness of fall. It must be remnants of school, but I always feel like fall is time to be reborn and start fresh. Big things always start for me in the fall and winter. Whomever pegged spring for this got it mixed up. Maybe it’s cause i’m a capricorn. Also i’m really into the layering look so…

Anyway, I have a lot of memories of sitting in parks (well really benches in between streets) in new york in fall. Dressed in a bunch of layers, keeping my hands warm with a cup of bakery coffee, smoking parliament lights while talking seriously, stupidly, ironically with a friend. I realized a huge gaping hole in my life here is that certain to-the-point conversation. The one where you don’t tell stories, or compare opinions, but really talk about things. The kind that comes sometimes from the length of the friendship or sometimes just from that certain quality you recognize in someone, the “friend” quality. You know what i mean.

My friend Jeff is supposed to come today. I’m really looking forward it. Mostly for some to-the-point conversations over coffee. Actually, I’ve been looking forward to it for a long time now. I know a decent mount of people here, some really cool ones too, but not the-park-and-coffee-in-the-fall sort of friends. Not yet anyway. I’ve got some lovely pictures from the past few days. I’ll post them once i get home. Ciao bellas!

• Sep 4
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So i’ve been working on

So i’ve been working on a super-duper redesign for awhile now. I’m got about 80% ready to go. [note: i've been using a lot percentages lately.. why? dunno. Is this good? dunno] I wanted to take some preliminary lanch steps today but it seems blogger’s template modifying page is fuzucked and has been all weekend. So then i decided to make the switch to greymatter, having wanted to do some things outside of the scope of blogger anyway, but 75% of it is that i am quite impatient about having to wait to do things when they are down. I’m become even more of an instant-gratification-girl if possible. I think the new digital camera has something to do with that. When i’m ready to go, it’s like, let’s get it on.

But lo and behold my hosting service, Softcom in canada, who i’ve recommended to everyone cause it’s $10 a month for 50 MB and a trillion e-mail accounts and they always answer my support e-mails promptly and friendily, as if they give a crap. I like that. But they don’t support perl which nixes greymatter off the bat. So anyone wanna recommend a cheap and friendly hosting service that supports perl? Let me know. I really need the niceness factor, tho. If they’re not nice forget it.

Other than that, another delicious lunch at the mexican place ’round the corner. Had tea with my aunt, uncle and cousins this afternoon. And we actually had tea and cake at about 5pm. This place is like a movie!! By the time i got home round 19:00 (7pm) I wasn’t hungry at all. But then a few hours later (after putting another shade of red in my hair) i was kinda hungry. But i was all showered and pj-ed and my neighborhood is really hip so it’s annoying to go out lookin dumpy. Doing laundry on saturday night i was gawked at by all the trendy 18 year olds on their big night out. I was like, one day dears you *might* be cool enough to do your laundry at midnight on saturday, ok!?! Anyhoo – since i have no fridge yet (arg) i have very little to choose from in what’s supposed to be the cupboard, but is really housing all sorts of random computer cables, a keyboard, a screwdriver, and some nails. But i did have a can of ravs that was a sentimental present from colleen on my last brooklyn trip. Read on:

Ravs:

Pronunciation: ‘ravs

Function: noun

Etymology: American : from Chef Boyardee Beef Ravioli

Date: August 1999

Evolved into ravs in the desert at burning man. Ravs were of the only meals successfully cooked, consumed and digested by the group. Coined first by darleen in a streak of linguistic briliance while emerging from a port-o-potty: “Woah, those ravs went right through me!” They also inspired the term “spags”, referring to Chef Boyardee Spaghetti and Meatballs.

They since became a staple of desert meals. After the second, i stopped using a bowl. After the third, i stopped using a pot and cooked ‘em straight in the can. After the forth, i stopped cooking them. Actual eaten portion only got to about 15% anyway. I mean what was the point of all that trouble.

Anyway, in a gesture of solidarity with the burn i’m missing (actually it was pretty much a gesture of hunger, but whatever) i ate them tonight. I did cook ‘em, in a pot even. But i did not use a bowl.

I think i may be the only person in history to have consumed Chef Boyardee on French soil.

• Sep 2
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Note to self: Best time

Note to self:

Best time to paint your only bright lamp? Not at dusk.

• Sep 2
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So – waited all morining

So – waited all morining and still no fridge. This is becoming ridiculous..

BUT let’s look on the brightside, good things about today:

1. I came accross a cheap frame for the etching i bought below at a flea market, and went ahead and bought it without any measurements and the thing fit!

2. DSL is allowing me to listen to All Things Considered from yesterday, and even better, streaming NPR on quicktime, even. Learning about the genetics of aging at the moment.

3. I have figured out a (mostly) homemade set of implements that will successfully clean my floors if used in the correct order. I will elaborate on this later because the knowledge of accumulated on french floor-cleaning should not be kept from the masses.

4. I have discovered a really good and authentic mexican restaurant down the street (yeah – pretty damn amazing). I haven’t tried the margaritas yet, but the mexican cabernet they had was darn tasty.

I still don’t know what went wrong with my template in the post yesterday, but it seems to be a unique mutation so i’m going to let it slide. In the meantime everyobody’s off being trippy hippies in the desert. Screw ‘em, ok!

Alright off to carry a ladder across the city…

• Sep 1
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