Slightly Bored And Severely Confused

I discovered how to replicate the taste of ham last night. I was at Thai Raja, one of my favorite restaurants in Norman and home of the best frickin' tofu dishes I have ever sampled. I was working on the last quarter of a 13 hour day, and I needed caffeine. So I order the old standby, Thai Iced Coffee, except I, as a vegan, order it with cocconut milk instead of cream. For some reason the combination of Thai coffee and cocconut milk produces the exact same taste as a glazed summer ham (you know, the kind of ham you see in cartoons, but never in real life). Yeah, strange things, our tastebuds.

But the coffee did the trick, and I was fine until the end of work and even managed to make it out to campus corner and hang out with the kids at Othello's until closing time. Not bad for an old fart like me. I did, however, fail to see an indie rock show last night, and for that I am ashamed. Oh, well.

Tonight should be interesting. I will be participating in my first ever DVD commentary track recording session. Wahoo! I believe that the collaborative atmosphere (and my lack of sleep last night) will make for some very bizarre commentary from yours truly. It'll be sweet! I'm also stoked that I have finally (I hope) finished coding the content I was working on for one of the profs here in the J-School. It was like pulling my own teeth, and I have discovered that content analysis may not be for me. Plus, the content itself was disturbing and will require much effort to forget (kind of like the video of the sexual reassignment surgery they spliced into South Park this week).

In other news, I'm getting tired of being single, and that is a very dangerous mental state for me to be in. I'm not desperate, per se, but I can tell that I'm nearing that unholy realm of compromise, where I put up with more than I really should just so I don't have to be alone. Cheery thoughts on the day before Spring Break.

Speaking of, I can't wait for Spring Break! Just thinking about all the research I'm going to do, and the revisions I'm going to make to papers, OH! and the papers I'll write! YEEE! I almost wet my pants in excitement. Oh well. Last year at this time I was really miserable, whereas now I'm only slightly burnt out and lonely. Things are looking up!

Enough of this jibber-jabber.

Take a Break From Everyday

Well, spring is in my throat. Yes, that's right, I woke up this morning with the nastiest feeling (completely unrelated to the Taco Bell I ate for dinner) that always heralds the return of pollen, I mean Persephone. Sore throat, coughing up bits of "stuff," but none of the aggravating fever hallucinations I enjoy so much. Poops.

I shall break with tradition today and not moan and complain about everything going wrong in my life. Sorry to disappoint... Today I will take stock of all the good things in my world.

For instance, my burns have healed up quite nicely. And my hair is growing back in. Yea! for me. You can still tell that something happened if you look real close, but most people lose interest before that happens. (Side note: it turns out that-surprise, surprise-my oven is broken! Thank God for Microwaves and Toaster Ovens)

My Maconversion is now complete. That's right, I bought an iBook! Oh, the majesty of Panther... It feels very good to come back to Apple (I grew up on IIe, IIc and LCII). I'm not actually writing this post on my iBook because I keep it locked away. Yes, we must protect our precious... nasty tricksy Hobbits try to takes it... we won't lets them...

Spring break is a mere 5 days away, and while I don't anticipate any trips or wild, Facts-of-Life-girls-go-to-Australia kind of hijinks, it will be nice to not have to come to work for a bit.

Let's see, what else... well, I'm still single, but I don't feel as lonely as I used to. Or, I do but I don't whine about it as much. Or, I do but I only think it. Yeah, I'm making real progress now.

Hmmm, is that it? Yeah, I guess it might be. Oh, wait, no! I saw an indie rock show last week. Very cool. Same Day Service played a rare Norman show, and it was nice to see the Rimassa girls again. Also a Brit punk outfit called Shotgun Democracy played. Yeah, they rocked. I bought their CD for $1 (which I suppose won't even buy them a bag of crisps when they get back home). Total D.I.Y. effort burned on computer, it looked like, no label, sold in a paper sleeve and the singer wrote the bands website address on the paper. Very cool. I'm gonna make it a habit to see one indie band per week, at least.

Yeah, life is good sometimes. Kind of wish it would rain though, and knock some of this pollen and other crap out of the air for a while...