tuesday, june 28, 2005
An iTunes 4.9 question
How do you get rid of the “Podcasts” item in iTunes’ sourcelist/sidebar? I have no interest in listening to podcasts. I like to keep a clean sourcelist. Google is no help. Arrr.
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thursday, june 23, 2005
Squirrels and colleges
Oh man! All throughout my strenuous college decision-making process, I forgot about the Campus Squirrel Listings. I found this site two years ago and knew that it was going to be part of my selection criteria…
The quality of an institution of higher learning can often be determined by the size, health and behavior of the squirrel population on campus.
“Field reporters” gave UC Irvine one out of five little squirrel icons and UC Santa Barbara three. I guess I made the right choice. However, UC Irvine has cute little rabbits everywhere.
The University of Southern California has a lot of squirrels too, but most of them are kind of raggedy-looking.
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wednesday, june 08, 2005
Birthday
I turn eighteen today. This year has been confusing but not unhappy.
A few things I have learned since my last birthday:
- Some ideas take months or years to develop into reality
- Organizing a newspaper takes too much effort
- I enjoy a sense of strangeness
- Index cards are useful
- The details of bones and skin are interesting
- Exercise and food are worth some thought
- Most concerts are only fun when you know the words
Over the past year, I added 900 photos, 500 links, and 1000 songs to my accessory brains. Here is a gallery of my twelve favorite photos from the last twelve months.
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friday, june 03, 2005
More high school stuff
Last night was my old school’s graduation. I went, thinking I’d regret not being up there on stage in a white dress, holding red roses, part of a class of “women of right heart and great conscience”. I didn’t.
I could have been one of them, and that’s enough. I have something that I wouldn’t have gotten there. It was nice to see my friends graduate, though.
Today was my school’s senior beach trip. We threw people into the ocean and got sand in our food. We ate ceviche and veggie burgers and listened to reggaeton. The chaperones watched while guys wrestled. The bus driver got mad at us for bellowing at the top of our lungs.
The water was cold, the air was windy, the sun was out, and we had fun.
