February 2012
3 posts
New Blog Name
Me: I need a new name for my blog.
Becky: Lamé.
Me: Right now, it's just commas.
Me: What's my favorite word?
Me: I like the word sarcophagus.
Becky: Lamé Sarcophagus.
Becky: It's not Lame Sarcophagus. It's Lamé.
My College Education
Sometimes, I wonder if I’ve learnt more about semiotics from Usher than I have from Derrida.
December 2011
1 post
October 2011
1 post
September 2011
3 posts
August 2011
4 posts
“Boisterous New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie demanded people “get the hell...”
– We’re always very classy here in the Jerz.
Possible Halloween Costumes
1. Sacajawea
2. Skanky Sacajawea (Skankajawea)
3. Emily Dickinson
4. Skanky Emily Dickinson
5. The Window from “Get Low” by Lil’ John
6. The Wall from “Get Low” by Lil’ John
(Can windows or walls be skanky?)
7. A hippie
Parents and Summertime
My Mom bought a giant box of chocolate covered raisins from Costco in June, and they have been in the fridge since. She was convinced that they tasted funny (they didn’t), so she told me to throw them in the backyard behind the rocks on which she leaves our leftovers for the birds. “I don’t want the birds to eat bad raisins,” she said. I’m pretty sure all our...
June 2011
8 posts
“Indoors herself, partaking in tea with Miss Butterworth, she reflected that it...”
– E.M.Forster, A Room with a View
Your Letter, At Last!
One thing I miss most about London is that every day, no matter what time of the year, is blazer-appropriate.
A wave of London nostalgia swept over me when I received a letter in the mail that I knew, before I even opened it or looked at the sender or the Royal Air Mail stamp, was from England because Closter was on a separate line from NJ, 07624. It was only a National Health Service letter...
May 2011
3 posts
McDonald's Victoria Cake
With Roma coming to visit tomorrow and time ticking before this Anthropology final, I decided to procrastinate by baking victoria cake. I justified it by saying it came from a ready-mix, so it wasn’t that much procrastinating. Anyway, I realized halfway through it that I needed milk for the mixture, which I did not have, and which I was too lazy to run to Sainsbury’s for. But, there...
April 2011
2 posts
5 Most Venomous Animals
In my attempt to not work on the two monster papers I have due on Tuesday, I have taken to googling the world’s most poisonous animals. I’m not sure why. Maybe I have a secret wish to get bitten by one and not write these papers. I found this blogger called Chris’s article on the five animals he’d like least to be bitten by, and for some reason I find them so funny (and...
The other day, I had high tea with friends at Kensington Gardens, at a restaurant in the Kensington Palace called The Orangery. Every table had a mini orange plant on it. The ceiling was high and the doors with French windows on them were tall - I have never seen so much light in one room before. They served a small orange-passion fruit tart that was the most beautiful color, not that it stopped...
March 2011
2 posts
February 2011
15 posts
“Once upon a time, potential princesses were born to the role, trained from birth...”
– Sophie Kinsella, on Kate Middleton
4 hours ago, I made myself a glass of instant coffee and used 4 tablespoons of Nescafe. Now, it’s 7 am and my stomach hurts, but I am watching the sun rise from my window and the sky is the color of those creatures from Avatar and damn I miss the all-nighter thursdays where I had company and ingredients for cookies/a cake/brownies so I could bake a mean batch of death-by-chocolate cookies to...
“I love life; I love it passionately. I have the mania of persecution, a...”
– Excerpt from Monday’s homework (“Ward Six” by Anton Chekhov)
January 2011
5 posts
One wouldn’t think I am in London now based on this blog, as I have blogged about the same hogwash I blog about when I am in Jersey, wearing my “Spidermon” shirt and surfing the internet for a new non-human primate picture to make my desktop background. (To be fair, a British girl in one of my classes said she broke her nose while whipping her hair back and forth in a club.) And...
"Unmarried [Hofriyati] women who dance at wedding...
WHO KNEW WILLOW SMITH HAD ANTHROPOLOGICAL INSIGHT?!
The Dawg Days are Over
OK - not my own picture. Somehow, despite the three different packing lists I had before arriving in London, forgot to pack my camera wire. But I’ll find a way to make it work.
When I first got to London, my uncle who lives outside of the city arrived to pick me and my parents up from Heathrow. He walked us towards his Ford Transit van (the “kidnapper” van, which looked like...
December 2010
18 posts
“Did you know someone got gonorrhea from eating at Olive Garden?”
– AJ
