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<title>good-bye paris</title>
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    &lt;p class="date"&gt;25 june 2009&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;How is it that my heart is so tender and fragile this morning, as I sit
    at my desk and struggle to contemplate imaging algorithms?&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;It has, in part, to do with the realization this week that I won't be
    going to Paris to present work at a research conference to which I was
    accepted; financial difficulties have intervened.  I had started to see it
    as a magic panacea; surely the mere re-positioning could not have helped me
    remember my happier mindset in the revelatory way I had begun to imagine.
    But without it, I am not sure what type of solution to grope for.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p class="nav"&gt;&lt;a href="/old/2009jun24/"&gt;prev&lt;/a&gt; ::: &lt;!-- &lt;a href="/old/2009jun"&gt;next&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; --&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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<title>hard</title>
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    &lt;p class="date"&gt;24 june 2009&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Not only am I out of practice, the past year and particularly the last
    six months have changed my perspective on what such remarks are worth.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;This past winter was a very difficult one for me.  Reasons why are
    fleeting to the mention, hard to pin down in words the same way that a dream
    evaporates as sleepy eyes try to remember.  Simply, life suddenly seemed
    harder and sadder than it had felt in a long time; my house of cards fell
    and rebuilding felt impossible and pointless.  Since then, I'm moving cards
    around, looking busy, pretending to know the point.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p class="nav"&gt;&lt;a href="/old/2009jun19"&gt;prev&lt;/a&gt; ::: &lt;!-- &lt;a href="/old/"&gt;next&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; --&gt;
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<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2009 12:25:57 -0700</pubDate>
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<title>marilyn</title>
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    &lt;p class="date"&gt;19 june 2009&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;It is a shock to my system, the amount of time I've gone without noting
    any personal observations into this place.  Writing in this terminal now
    feels a bit like waking up from a long dream and realizing that I haven't
    felt like myself in quite a while.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;I think I'll revert to simplicity; my goal will be to remember
    captivation in words. I kept a long list of topics I wanted to address in
    the past year's interim; perhaps that list will be posted tonight as some
    sort of warning and/or advisement to help potential readers gauge
    interest.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;And with that, she was gone.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p class="nav"&gt;&lt;a href="/old/"&gt;:::&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>mmmarilyn; tmp</title>
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    &lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;29 august&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;I'm taking my time in getting settled into new routines, searching out
    the optimal paths in my new small-town academic atmosphere. The
    tentative idea that this could be &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt; in some long-term
    way emphasizes how much I want to make it feel right, right from the
    beginning.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;In many ways, it already does.  And yet I remain wary.  Always cautious
    of making decisions before the absolute final moment, once all the variables
    are revealed before me.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Will post pictures this weekend: of my room, my house (owned by the
    illustrious Beth B., who's really awesome to have as a friend, and landlord
    no less), my bike with which I've been ever so psyched to be building such a
    strong rapport, some delicious food items (an ever so reassuring constant in
    my life, across all journeys).&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Going downtown, leaving my office with a view, to have a drink and some
    fries with my boyfriend. Have a long weekend ahead, really happy.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="/old/"&gt;previously&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>mmmarilyn; tmp</title>
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    &lt;p style="text-align: right"&gt;21 august&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p&gt;Intimidated by the need to redesign.  May write in a very underdeveloped
    template for some short period.  The better to get my mind in order before I
    try to bring some fashioning of graphic order to this literary respite.&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;&lt;a href="/old/"&gt;previously&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
    &lt;!-- </description>
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<title>happy father's day</title>
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         &lt;p&gt;Happy Father's Day to my dad.  I love you.&lt;/p&gt; 
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3152/2579986246_88cc54e89f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2579999658_534f00f7ea.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2579142819_b2d99bac79.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3116/2579144351_d9568822f1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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<title>under the surface</title>
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;I nod, not saying anything.  As always, a separate, more complete
            dialogue passes between us, in the space just above our heads.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;Suzanne Finnamore, &lt;i&gt;Otherwise Engaged&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;2:09:08&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;bed, short shorts, air conditioner&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Well, I need to go to sleep (and also plan a class for tomorrow, and
         also put in some writing on the research paper we're submitting next
         month, and also do some work that will pay me money, and also email the
         young lady who'll be moving into my room and hopefully buying some of
         my furniture, and also, and) but I thought it would be good for me to
         at least try to keep up with the major life decisions here.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I'm moving to Athens this summer and sometime in August will start
         research with &lt;a href="http://cs.uga.edu/~pdoshi/"&gt;Prashant Doshi&lt;/a&gt;
         on matching ontologies in the semantic web; I'll probably get to throw
         some natural language and machine learning into that graph theory
         which will make me very happy.  We'll see if I get to continue
         interesting educational research as well, or if that might wait
         until after I become an illustrious professor.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Continue educational research, you say?  What cool things are you
         already doing with teaching badass kids computer science?  Oh, that
         would be &lt;a
         href="http://www.cs.nyu.edu/~musicomp/musicomputation/wiki/index.php/Main_Page"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.
         I'm having a wonderful time and really hoping that we get to turn this
         into an annual program, and also that one day I get to have a hand in
         designing introductory computer science curricula.  It's the best thing
         I've done so far in terms of being fun, rewarding, and constantly
         challenging.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I got to spend a few weeks in Savannah and Atlanta and Athens
         recently, and did a roadtrip with my folks down from here, and saw my
         little brother graduate at a gorgeous campus of old trees and old
         books.  And graduated myself.  And saw two of my &lt;a
         href="http://bonheath.com/"&gt;favorite&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a
         href="http://animals.howstuffworks.com/about-author.htm#lamb"&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; get
         married!  We've had a heat wave, I spent some fun times swimming and
         jetskiin' in Lake Lanier, I'm getting my stuff prepped to mail south,
         I'm constantly thinking -- this is the last time I'll be doing this,
         eating here, hugging my friend goodnight on this streetcorner in NYC,
         at least for a little while.&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>ack! go to class</title>
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;She is too fond of books and it has addled her brain.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;Louisa May Alcott&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;16:27:59&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;overlooking Greenwich Village springtime&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I hate finals week.  I always always have.  I don't deal well with
         stress, limited sleep, decisions that may make a semester's worth of
         work appear negligible or wasted. (May make a lifetime's worth of
         learning seem to be without much result.)&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="/old/2007dec13/"&gt;Man&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a
         href="/old/2007may08/"&gt;I've&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a
         href="/old/2007may02/"&gt;complained&lt;/a&gt; so much about &lt;a
         href="/marilyn.suburbanjihad.net/old_site/berespectedandbeagirl.html"&gt;exams&lt;/a&gt;.
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<title>action</title>
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Oftentimes the thought of doing things is more tiring than
            actually doing them.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;18:58:15&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;been in my room all weekend, uh oh&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I have four major projects that I'm supposed to finish in the next
         week.  I suppose accepting that they aren't all going to be completed
         to my satisfaction should soothe my restless panic, but it doesn't.  It
         just means that I have another decision tree to dictate and follow in
         order to see which projects get my priorities.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;In addition to the four research/class projects, I also have a demo
         to present tomorrow afternoon, an ACM meeting with elections to help
         organize tomorrow night, two final lectures to attend, um work (so I
         get the money to do laundry and eat?), and planning sessions for a
         teaching project that I'm involved in this June.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;And then this weekend I'm going to Annapolis to see my little
         brother graduate, bringing my whole family to NYC for the first time
         together and my dad's first time in his life, graduating my own self,
         and riding a roadtrip together down to Savannah.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Life is such a crazy, hard-to-believe thing sometimes.&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>spread thin</title>
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         &lt;p class="time"&gt;4:07:46&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;in bed w xmas lights twinkling&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I feel so much better when I write regularly and feel that I have
         the time to make the stories in my head come out the way they should
         (so perfectly elaborated and exaggerated that they reveal the truth in
         what's out there), but the trouble with being a renaissance woman is
         that I also feel better when I exercise regularly, especially if it's a
         bit of yoga or ballet; I feel better when I carefully prepare something
         well-rounded to eat, all the moreso when it's shared with friends; I
         feel better when I have creative ideas that I can bring forth in code
         and when I have rational thoughts that lead to solutions; I feel better
         when I take pictures that require consideration in the taking and the
         viewing, and particularly so when it requires that I go outside and
         feel the air on my neck and in my hair to do it.  I feel better when I
         can do any of these things and keep the work from oppressing me too
         deeply in the meantime.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;And so the writing must take its turn. And so I struggle with it
         all.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;It doesn't help that my indecisive nature leads me to try one thing
         for a moment, alter my path.  I walk quickly down the sidewalk but
         cannot own decisiveness.  The reflexes with which those who pass
         negotiate their angle are sabotaged.  I smile in apology, smile
         sardonically at myself as I roll my eyes.  Sometimes the passerby
         smiles back and laughs with me.&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>greenery</title>
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         &lt;p class="time"&gt;4:07:43&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Though it's also linked to the left right now, I will say for those
         who use RSS feeds or are reading this in the future, Al Gore's &lt;a
         href="http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/243"&gt;TED talk&lt;/a&gt; is my favorite
         one yet, even though there have been great ones (&lt;a
         href="http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/229"&gt;Jill Taylor&lt;/a&gt;, for one,
         and some impressive &lt;a
         href="http://www.ted.com/index.php/talks/view/id/65"&gt;multitouch
         technology&lt;/a&gt; &amp;#151; pre-iPhone &amp;#151; from some researchers at my
         school).  But Al is so persuasive and emotionally jarring and does
         make me believe that the energy and climate crisis, and their solution,
         will be the defining challenge and culmination for my generation.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Somewhat problematically, I'll be moving in a few months to a place
         where it will be much more difficult to get around without a car, where
         I'll be tempted to travel often to see friends and family that are
         seemingly so much closer, but still many carbon feet away, where the
         power companies make it much more difficult and expensive to buy green
         energy and the abiding political landscape is just so thoroughly...
         &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Athens does have a new &lt;a
         href="http://www.onlineathens.com/stories/041008/marquee_2008041000185.shtml"&gt;farmers'
         market&lt;/a&gt;, though.  And an opportunity to appreciate the challenge in
         front of me, to make Al proud.&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>SPRING OMG</title>
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Just as the sense of touch pervades our whole physical body,
            ignorance pervades all the disturbing emotions.  There is no
            disturbing emotion that is not related to ignorance.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;His Holiness The Dalai Lama, &lt;i&gt;The Joy of
            Living and Dying in Peace&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;21:42:02&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;clean room, clean heart&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;What a lovely day it was today.  I don't know if I can fully express
         the delight of spring's onset after so so long under coats and sweaters
         and scarves and gloves and cold grey skies. It feels like being in the
         park with my mom and dad and brother when I was five, and flying a
         kite.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;The skies weren't particularly &lt;i&gt;blue&lt;/i&gt; or anything, but I wore a
         tank top and a light bright red jacket and wore my freshly-washed hair
         down and walked all over.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Bo's going to be here in two weeks--it's probably another reason I
         had such a pretty happy day--and we're going to ride the train up from
         Grand Central one day and spend part of our four-day weekend (!!!) in a
         little town in the Hudson River Valley.  Also one night we're going to
         see the mother ... loving &lt;a
         href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MjMYQyhjiYA"&gt;KIDS IN THE HALL&lt;/a&gt;
         in Times Square.  We're going to probably split our sides open, guts
         and stomachs falling out into the aisle and it'll be just another
         awesome live show for the Kids.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;--&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Food I've made in the last 24 hours:&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;ul&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;24 carrot cake cupcakes with cream cheese walnut icing,&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;chicken stock,&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;matzo ball soup,&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;a smoothie with fresh strawberries and organic yogurt and a
         banana,&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;a bowl of pistachio ice cream,&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;li&gt;and I'm about to make a maple nutmeg cream pie tomorrow.&lt;/li&gt;
         &lt;/ul&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;You think I'm pre-nesting?  I'm starting to get excited about moving
         to Athens sometime this summer (middle or end?) and I wish I could
         start getting a place to live ready, but in the stead of that, I'm
         doing laundry here and making enough food to feed everyone and
         celebrate spring.&lt;/p&gt;
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;It's a &lt;i&gt;come as you are&lt;/i&gt; kind of town, come as you really
            are or really want to be.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;It doesn't matter where you live or who you are married to as
            long as one of you can cook, &lt;i&gt;come as you are&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;Charmaine Neville, from &lt;i&gt;My New Orleans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;4:56:53&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;my room, clothes laid out for the morning&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;So, it's late as all hell, because I have almost no power of
         self-restraint, or at least that's part of the reason.  I went out with
         some awesome girlfriends tonight to an open champagne bar and danced a
         bit too, but one) I didn't switch out of my glasses before heading out,
         and they make me feel a little loser-y esp. when in the meatpacking
         district, mostly because they don't fit very well and when I dance they
         try to come off my face and two) why do I care what these assholes in
         the meatpacking think of me anyway? and three) I have so much work to
         do I really shouldn't go out and talk about gentrification on the
         cobblestone street at 3 in the morning all woozy, I should be working
         on my goddamn research and/or sleeping so I can get up tomorrow and do
         some work.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I was thinking dancing and drinking out on the town would lead to me
         crashing into bed when I got home far too late, but instead I made
         cheese and mushroom quesadillas for me and a couple of the ladies, just
         spent ages planning out food to make for a dinner party this weekend
         (when I should be studying! why am I trying to plan a dinner party!
         could it be because I'm worried about moving away soon and I want to
         cram in seeing my friends more than getting my schoolwork done?!)&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;And now it's after 6am so I totally have an excuse for the ranting
         psychosis of this entry.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Actually I think the excuse is that I'm trying to decide about my
         plans in the summer and fall and I have no goddamn idea what I'm doing
         for either.
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<title>derriere</title>
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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Sometimes of she speaks of her derri&amp;egrave;re, sticks it out
            Beale Street style and gives it a slap and this makes me blush
            because it is a very good one, marvellously ample and nothing to
            joke about.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;--Walker Percy, &lt;i&gt;The Moviegoer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;4:52:26&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;bed, about to sleep&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;sometimes I think that it is important that I only express my
         madness here when of very little sleep or sustenance or with numerous
         chemicals swooshing through my system, as if that is the only way that
         I understand communication (or am not inhibited by the concept of it)
         but I have experiences other times also.  Sometimes I think I need to
         let out these other times.  The ones when I am curious why cameras are
         so prolific and any type of microphone is so rare -- I want to take a
         snapshot of the audio I travel though and why shouldn't I?&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;What counts as boring?  Do I have to take naked photos?&lt;/p&gt;

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         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;!-- &lt;/span&gt; --&gt;
         &lt;div class="quotation"&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;If you were born and reared in the South it is certain you will
            remain a Southerner as long as you live, no matter how far you've
            travelled or wherever you've made your home.  You may consider
            yourself alienated from your native soil.  You may think your early
            life in the South a disposable integument, something to be shed like
            a snake sheds its skin, but you would be mistaken.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p&gt;Throughout your days you will be seized by memories, memories
            desperate and sweet enough to make you lose your breath, and they
            will entwine themselves into an umbilicus firmly linking you once
            again to the violent, tender, inexplicable land of your
            beginning.&lt;/p&gt;
            &lt;p class="attribution"&gt;William Styron&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;/div&gt;
         &lt;p class="time"&gt;14:12:23&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p class="place"&gt;desk in midtown&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I think this might be long.  I've been stockpiling.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I just paid $39 in library fees.  Can I consider this my donation to
         a good cause for the month?&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;In response to &lt;a
         href="http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/02/25/080225fa_fact_specter"&gt;this
         interesting article&lt;/a&gt; about the carbon emissions in everything you
         do, and one comment on the way you cook your food having at least as
         much impact as how it was grown and delivered to you:
         &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" &gt;
me: I dunno -- why does he criticize mashing them, too?!?
becky: YES!  I was wondering about that~
me: "If you leave the lid off, boil them at a high heat, and then mash your
potatoes"
becky: is he assuming I'm putting them into the oven from there or something?
becky: or is the mashing releasing something?
me: I guess mashing them you lose a lot of the heat?
me: but you have to cook them whether you mash them or not?!!
me: maybe you have to get them extra cooked in order to be smooshy enough
to mash
becky: and you serve them after that, right?  I mean...I dont reheat them
after mashing
becky: maybe
me: and then you're using energy of your own elbow
me: that you could be using instead to ... clean up pollution
becky: Marilyn I dont know if you knew this, but one's elbow emits more
greenhouse gasses than a 747.
         &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;things more important than the goals of career ambition
         (:prestige, fame, money, a certain type of intellectual pride)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;-- building a network of people that you love.  Some would define
         this as a family, but I'm talking about people who aren't related to
         you as well.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;-- being a good person: trustworthy and genuine, one who tries to
         effect change for the better.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;-- being well-rounded.  Single-focused people who can only talk
         about one topic in the world may be great scientists, researchers, and
         entreprenuers, but are not the ones I respect and most want to emulate.
         (Obv. this list is not attempting to be an objective one; it is
         subjective to importance in my own life.)&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;-- regularly doing something that you care about and that fulfills
         you.  this should make both the career- and ambition-related goals and
         the personal goals stated above easier to accomplish.  It also implies
         that there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; things you care passionately about.  Invest
         emotionally in the world.  It's not just the highs that make the lows
         worth it; both the highs and lows are worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;&lt;img
         src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2196/2310469705_8028b9a5cd.jpg"
         class="bl"&gt;
         I wish I had written more while in New Orleans.  I did get a chance to
         go out and take pictures one day, to eat my half of thirty oysters, to
         drink a cool Abita on a balcony with iron curliques looking down on the
         Quarter, to just see and be around my boyfriend, which does me so much
         good, to consider and in the end reject the idea of going to school
         at Tulane, to consider and apply to be a teacher in one of their
         charter math and science high schools next year, but I don't know if
         I'm really serious or not, to eat a hot beignet, to sing in the street,
         to stare out at the slick wet afternoon, at the people walking in the
         steam of it, at the way the trees breathe it in.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I've been thinking about career and life compromise a lot lately,
         like it's a song stuck in my head, but I may as well write about the
         factors in whether I'm going to take Bo's name when we get married than
         be so ponderous in my feminine whine.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;I've also had the song from &lt;i&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/i&gt; stuck in my
         head, the one Ursula sings, "Poor Unfortunate Souls."
         &lt;p&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;Casie's coming to visit this weekend, so I don't think this post is
         the beginning of a post-every-day stint, but maybe at least once a
         week.  I hope.  I think that because I've been seeing a psychiatrist
         sporadically over the past few months, I've been getting all my random
         thoughts out in story form that way, including a few of the things that
         I deem private enough not to talk about online (primarily things
         relating to my relationships with other people who may not appreciate
         &lt;i&gt;their&lt;/i&gt; private details being hashed out online).&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;But I don't think she fully appreciates the thought I put into my
         words and my depiction of myself.  Maybe someone who reads this
         does.&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;love,&lt;/p&gt;
         &lt;p&gt;mcc&lt;/p&gt;
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